The Red Court Farm: A Novel (Vol. 1 of 2)Wood, Henry, Mrs.
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The Red Court Farm: A Novel (Vol. 1 of 2)
Wood, Henry, Mrs.
English fiction -- 19th century
Away went Mrs. Chester to the drawing-room, the cares of the many
orders and contrivances on her shoulders, and away went Anna to the
kitchen to see to the execution of them, to aid in their preparation,
to keep in quietness by her side (an exceedingly difficult task) the
noisy children. Little did Mr. Thornycroft, bowing to the comely and
well-dressed widow lady who introduced herself as Mrs. Chester, think
of the trouble the advent of himself and his daughter was causing.
Mrs. Chester had accused him of possessing no sense. He possessed
plenty, and also tact. As Mrs. Chester remained silent as to the
object of his visit, ignoring it apparently altogether; rather
boasting of how glad she was to make their acquaintance, to see them
there for a day's change; he said nothing of it either. Mrs. Chester
was on thorns though all the while, and talked rather at random. Lady
Ellis was content to sit displaying her charms, and to put in a word
or a smile here and there. Mr. Thornycroft said something about going
to the hotel for luncheon.
"Oh, but surely you will remain and take luncheon with me?" said Mrs.
Chester, with as much _empressement_ as though she had a larder full
of good things to send up.
"Would you prefer that we should do so?" asked Mr. Thornycroft.
He put the question quite simply. Luncheon and other meals were
provided for so munificently in his own house, it did not occur to him
that his remaining could cause embarrassment in Mrs. Chester's. That
lady answered that it would give her great pain if they departed, and
Mary Anne Thornycroft took off her hat. Turning to place it on a
side-table, she saw a very fine piece of coral there, shaped something
like a basket.
"Oh, papa, look at this!" she exclaimed. "It must be the fellow-piece
to the one at Mrs. Connaught's."
"What Connaughts are those?" asked Lady Ellis, briskly. "I knew a Mrs.
Connaught once."
This Mrs. Connaught, who had lived about two years at Coastdown,
proved to be the same. Lady Ellis noted down the address in her pocket
case.
Later, when all had dispersed, Mrs. Chester seized on her opportunity.
"I think we can have a few minutes alone now, Mr. Thornycroft, if you
wish to speak to me. May I flatter myself that your visit today is to
make arrangements for placing your daughter under my charge?"
"Madam, I came today not to make arrangements,--that would be
premature,--but to ascertain if possible whether such arrangements
would be suitable," he replied in his open manner. "I do wish very
much to find an eligible home for my daughter, where she may complete
her education and be happy. Captain and Mrs. Copp,--some connexion of
yours, I believe?"
"Of my late husband's," interposed Mrs. Chester, quickly, as though
not willing to claim connexion with Captain and Mrs. Copp; "that is,
of his first wife's. I don't know them at all."
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