Shining Ferry Part 17
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"That's in _Red Riding Hood_. She knows about stories!" The child clapped his hands.
"Well," put in Mrs. Benny, seating herself with a sigh as the ham rasher began to frizzle, "you may say what you like about education, but mothers ought to thank the Lord for it. Sometimes, as 'tis, I feel as if the whole world was on my shoulders, and I can't be responsible for it any longer; but what would happen if 'twasn't for the school bell at nine o'clock there's no knowing. You'd like a wash, my dear?"
"I should indeed," answered Hester.
"Sometimes I loses count," went on Mrs. Benny, not pursuing her invitation, but standing with a faraway gaze bent upon the geraniums in the window; "but there's eleven of 'em, and three buried, and five at school this moment. I began with two boys--two years between each--and then came Nuncey. There's four years between her and Shake, but after that you may allow two years to each again, quite like Jacob's ladder."
"Lord bless 'ee, mother!" interrupted Nuncey, glancing up from the frying-pan, "she don't want to be told I'm singular. She've found out that already. Here's the kettle boilin'--fit and give her a cup of tea, and take her upstairs. 'Tis near upon half-past nine already, and at half-past ten father was to be here to fetch her across to see Mr. Samuel--though, for my part, I hold 'twould be more Christian to put her to bed and let her sleep the forenoon out."
When Hester descended to breakfast Mr. Benny had already arrived; and he too could not help showing astonishment at her youthful appearance.
"But twenty-five is not so young, after all," she maintained, laughing. "I feel my years, I a.s.sure you. Why are you all in conspiracy to add to them?"
"The late Mr. Rosewarne had given us no particulars," began Mr. Benny.
"He wrote at length to me about the school and his hopes for it."
"You knew him, then, Miss Marvin?"
"He was, in a fas.h.i.+on, a friend of my father's. He used to visit us regularly once a year.--But let me show you his letter."
"Not on any account!" Mr. Benny put up a flurried hand. "It--it wouldn't be right." He said it almost sharply. Hester, puzzled to know what offence she had nearly committed, and in some degree hurt by his tone, thrust the letter back in her pocket.
CHAPTER XI.
HESTER IS ACCEPTED.
"Well?" Mr. Sam lifted his eyes from his writing-table.
"Miss Marvin has arrived, sir, and is waiting in the morning-parlour,"
Mr. Benny announced.
"Let her wait a moment. I suppose she takes the line that we've definitely engaged her?"
"I don't know, sir, that she takes what you might call a line; but there's no doubt she believes herself engaged. She talks very frankly, and is altogether a nice, pleasant-spoken young person."
"You didn't happen to find out what my father wrote to her?"
"Of her own accord she offered to show me his letter."
"Well, and what did it say?"
"I didn't read it, sir."
"You didn't read it?" Mr. Sam repeated in slow astonishment.
"No, sir. I felt it wasn't fair to her," said Mr. Benny.
His employer regarded him for a moment with sourly meditative eyes.
"You had best show her in at once," he commanded sharply.
He reseated himself, and did not rise when Hester entered, but slewed his chair around, nodded gloomily in response to her slight bow, and, tapping his knees with a paper-knife, treated her to a long, deliberate stare.
"Take a seat, please."
Hester obeyed with a quiet 'Thank you.'
"You have come, I believe, in answer to a letter of my father's?
Might I ask you what he said, exactly?"
Hester's hand went towards her pocket, but paused. She had taken an instant aversion from this man.
"My father," he went on, noting her hesitation, "has since died suddenly, as you know. His affairs are in some confusion, of course."
This was untrue, but Mr. Sam had no consciousness of telling a lie.
The phrase was commonly used of dead men's affairs. "In this matter of your engagement, for instance, I am moving in the dark. I can find no record of it among his papers."
"I answered him, sir; but my letter arrived, it seems, after his death.
Mr. Benny replied to it."
"Yes, to be sure, I saw your letter, but it did not tell me how far the negotiations had gone."
"You are one of the Managers, sir?"
"Well, not precisely; but you will find that makes little difference.
I am to be placed on the Board as my father's successor."
"The offer was quite definite," said Hester calmly. "I would show you the letter, but some parts of it are private."
"Now why in the world was she ready to show it to Benny?" he asked himself. Aloud he said, "You were a friend, then, of my father's?
Is it for him, may I ask, that you wear mourning?"
"No, sir; for my own father. Mr. Rosewarne and he were friends--oh, for many years. I asked about it once, when I was quite a girl, and why Mr. Rosewarne came to visit us once every year as he did. My father told me that it had begun in a quarrel, when they were young men; it may have been when my father served in the army, in the barracks at Warwick.
I don't remember that he said so, yet somehow I have always had an idea that the quarrel went back to that time; but he said that they had hated one another, and made friends after a long time, and that your father had the most to forgive, being in the wrong. I remember those words, because they sounded so queer to me and I could not understand them. When I was eighteen, I went out to get my living, and did not see Mr. Rosewarne for many years until the other day, though he came regularly."
"The other day?" Mr. Sam stared at her blankly.
"On the 5th. Mr. Rosewarne always paid his visit on the 5th of June."
"I don't understand you in the least. A minute ago you told me that your father was dead!"
"Yes; he died almost two months ago. But Mr. Rosewarne wrote and asked leave to come, since it was for the last time."
"Your mother entertained him?"
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