The Three BridesYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Three Brides
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction
"He died last winter; and old Worth, who comes in once a week to
look at her, is not fit for more than a little watching and
attention. I dare say we all have learnt to acquiesce too much in
her present state, and that more might be done. You see she has
never had a lady's care, except now and then Jenny Bowater's."
"I do feel sure she could bear more now," said Rosamond, eagerly.
"It would be such a thing if she could only be moved about that
down-stairs floor."
"And be with us at meals and in the evening," said Raymond, his face
lightening up. "Thank you, Rosamond!"
"I'll write to Mary M'Kinnon to-morrow, to ask about the chair,"
cried Rosamond; and Raymond, hearing the door-bell, hurried down, to
find his wife standing alone over the drawing-room fire, not very
complacent.
"Where have you been, Raymond?"
"I was talking to Rosamond. She has seen a chair on which it might
be possible to move my mother about on this floor."
"I thought--" Cecil flushed. She was on the point of saying she
thought Rosamond was not to interfere in her department any more
than she in Rosamond's; but she kept it back, and changed it into
"Surely the doctor and nurses must know best."
"A fresh eye often makes a difference," said Raymond. "To have her
among us again--!" but he was cut short by the announcement of Mr.
and Miss Fuller.
"Poor Mr. Fuller," as every one called him, was the incumbent of St.
Nicholas, Willansborough, a college living always passed by the
knowing old bachelor fellows, and as regularly proving a delusion to
the first junior in haste for a wife. Twenty-five years ago Mr.
Fuller had married upon this, which, as Mr. Bindon said, was rather
a reason for not marrying--a town with few gentry, and a petty
unthriving manufacture, needing an enormous amount of energy to work
it properly, and getting--Mr. Fuller, with force yearly decreasing
under the pressure of a sickly wife, ill-educated, unsatisfactory
sons, and unhealthy, aimless daughters. Of late some assistance had
been obtained, but only from Mr. Driver, the 'coach' or cramming
tutor, who was directing the studies of Frank and half a dozen more
youths, and his aid was strictly limited to a share in the Sunday
services.
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