Conduct of life -- Fiction; Frame stories; Short stories
Mr and Mrs Manning went to Scotland for their honeymoon, and Francis
played golf every day, what time his wife read novels in the veranda of
the hotel. She sped him on his way with a smile, and welcomed him back
with a smile to match, and if the young girls in the hotel confided in
each other that _they_ would break their hearts if _their_ bridegrooms
neglected them in such a fashion, such a thought never entered her head.
She would have been bored if Francis had stayed beside her all day
long. What on earth could they have found to say?
At the end of a fortnight Mr and Mrs Manning returned to a
semi-detached villa in a southern suburb, and settled down to a
comfortable married life.
Mr and Mrs Francis Manning spent the next ten years in peace and
comfort, and humdrum happiness. They had good health, easy means, a
large number of acquaintances, and three little daughters. The
daughters were plain, but sturdy, and gave a minimum of trouble in the
household. Francis, indeed, insisted on this point. Early in the
lifetime of Maud, the eldest daughter, he had become aware of the
amazing fact that nurses occasionally wished to "go out"; that, in
addition, they wished to go out on the Sabbath day. This seemed to him
unreasonable, and he said as much to his wife.
"But why in the name of all that's ridiculous, _Sunday_? I'm at home on
Sunday. Sunday's the day when we need nurse most of all. It's my
holiday."
Mrs Manning represented that Sunday was also a holiday for nurse and
her friends, and Francis said, very well, then, they must have _two_
nurses. If necessary they must have three. The one thing certain was
that he could not be disturbed on his day of rest, so a capable
assistant was engaged forthwith, and comfort was re-established.
The Mannings took no part in the intellectual life of the neighbourhood.
There, were several book clubs, lecture courses, and the like, which
they were urged to join, but without success. Francis declared that he
worked all day, and came home to rest, and his wife said, thank you, no;
she had no wish to go back to school at her age. They went out to
dinner now and then, and made a point of giving two or three dinners
themselves every winter. They provided lavishly on such occasions, and
were agreeably conscious that their guests were impressed. Both husband
and wife enjoyed rich foods, and saw no reason for denying themselves
the gratification.
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