Thereby Hangs a Tale. Volume OneFenn, George Manville
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Thereby Hangs a Tale. Volume One
Fenn, George Manville
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"I'll grant that too," said Trevor, "and that you and your husband have
been most faithful servants, and are ready at any time to give an
account of your stewardship. I feel your zeal in my interests, but you
must learn to see, Mrs Lloyd, that you can carry it too far. I
daresay, too, that for all these years you and your husband have felt
like mistress and master of the house, and that it seems hard to give up
to the new rule, and to render the obedience that I shall exact; but,
Mrs Lloyd, you are a woman of sound common sense, and you must see that
your conduct to me has been anything but what it should be."
"I've never had a thought but for your benefit!" exclaimed Mrs Lloyd.
"I believe it, Mrs Lloyd--I know it; but tell me frankly that you feel
you have erred, and no more shall be said."
Mrs Lloyd gave a gulp, and stood watching the fine, well-built man
before her.
"It grieves me, I assure you, to have to speak as I do, Mrs Lloyd,"
continued Trevor; "but you must see that things are altered now."
"And that you forget all the past, Master Dick," cried Mrs Lloyd, with
a wild sob, "and that those who have done everything for you may now be
turned out of the house in their old age and go and beg their bread,
while you make merry with your friends."
"Come--come--come, Mrs Lloyd," said Trevor, advancing to her, and
laying his hand caressingly on her shoulder, "you don't believe that;
you have too much respect for your old master's son to think he would
grow up such an ingrate--so utterly void of common feeling. He has not
forgotten who took the place of his mother--who nursed him--who tended
him through many an illness, and was always more a friend than a
servant. He has come back a man--I hope a generous one--accustomed to
command, and be obeyed. He wishes you to keep your position of
confidential trust, and the thought of making any change has never
entered his mind. All he wishes is that you should make an effort to
see the necessity for taking the place necessitated by the relative
positions in which we now find ourselves; and he tells you, Mrs Lloyd,
that you may rest assured while Penreife stands there is always a home
for you and for your husband."
As he touched her a shiver ran through the woman's frame; the inimical
aspect faded out, and she looked admiringly in his face, her own working
the while, as his grave words were uttered, till, sobbing violently, she
threw her arms round his neck, kissed him passionately again and again,
and then sank upon the floor to cover her face with her hands.
"There--there, nurse," he said, taking her hand and raising her. "Let
this show you I've not forgotten old times. This is to be the seal of a
compact for the future,"--he kissed her gravely on the forehead. "Now,
nurse, you will believe in your master for the future, and you see your
way?"
"Yes, sir," she said, looking appealingly in his face.
"We thoroughly understand each other?"
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