The Strand Magazine, Vol. 05, Issue 29, May 1893: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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The Strand Magazine, Vol. 05, Issue 29, May 1893: An Illustrated Monthly
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English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"'Mr. Musgrave, sir,' he cried, in a voice which was hoarse with
emotion, 'I can't bear disgrace, sir. I've always been proud above my
station in life, and disgrace would kill me. My blood will be on your
head, sir--it will, indeed--if you drive me to despair. If you cannot
keep me after what has passed, then for God's sake let me give you
notice and leave in a month, as if of my own free will. I could stand
that, Mr. Musgrave, but not to be cast out before all the folk that I
know so well.'
"'You don't deserve much consideration, Brunton,' I answered. 'Your
conduct has been most infamous. However, as you have been a long time in
the family, I have no wish to bring public disgrace upon you. A month,
however, is too long. Take yourself away in a week, and give what reason
you like for going.'
"'Only a week, sir?' he cried in a despairing voice. 'A fortnight--say
at least a fortnight.'
"'A week,' I repeated, 'and you may consider yourself to have been very
leniently dealt with.'
"'He crept away, his face sunk upon his breast, like a broken man, while
I put out the light and returned to my room.
* * * * *
"'For two days after this Brunton was most assiduous in his attention to
his duties. I made no allusion to what had passed, and waited with some
curiosity to see how he would cover his disgrace. On the third morning,
however, he did not appear, as was his custom, after breakfast to
receive my instructions for the day. As I left the dining-room I
happened to meet Rachel Howells, the maid. I have told you that she had
only recently recovered from an illness, and was looking so wretchedly
pale and wan that I remonstrated with her for being at work.
"'You should be in bed,' I said. 'Come back to your duties when you are
stronger.'
"'She looked at me with so strange an expression that I began to suspect
that her brain was affected.
"'I am strong enough, Mr. Musgrave,' said she.
"'We will see what the doctor says,' I answered. 'You must stop work
now, and when you go downstairs just say that I wish to see Brunton.'
"'The butler is gone,' said she.
"'Gone! Gone where?'
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