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"There never were such plagues as my children are, to be sure," said Ann Jones, as she went into her house, looking very red and passionate. Directly after, Tom heard the sound of a slap, and then a little child's cry of pain. "I wonder," thought he, "if I durst go and offer to nurse and play with little Hester.
She could scarcely remember the time when she had not been in a state of either hope or fear for Hester; hope that, in some new circumstances, she would be happy at last; or dread lest these new circumstances should fail, as all preceding influences had failed.
It was now late in the afternoon, and she had been out since the early morning. This had never happened before. Vague suspicions of her, one more monstrous than another, began to rise in Geoffrey's mind. Had he let any thing out in that condition? Had Hester heard it? And was it, by any chance, at the bottom of her long absence and her notice to quit?
Molly was absolutely trembling as she came into the room where Nora was lying; but although her love was ten times deeper, she had not Annie's marvellous tact, and soon contrived to tire poor Nora dreadfully. The nurse seeing this sent her away, and Molly came back to Hester with a very crestfallen expression of face.
"God knows why I was saved yesterday," murmured Margaret; "for a more desolate creature does not breathe." Hope leaned against the wall. Hester relieved her torment of mind with reproaches of Margaret. "You do not trust me," she cried; "it is you who make me miserable. You go to others for the comfort you ought to seek in me. You place that confidence in others which ought to be mine alone.
So Hester had to be content with asking her mother as many elucidatory questions as she could; and after all did not gain a very clear idea of what had really been said by Mrs.
And yet, as he thought of her with sadness and perplexity, there came across him the memory of Mrs. Elsmere's sudden movement toward Hester; how she had drawn the child to her and kissed her she, so unearthly and so spiritual, whose very aspect showed her the bondswoman of Christ. The remembrance rebuked him, and he fell into fresh plans about the child.
Their knavery, it is fancied, stands self-recorded; since, assuredly, they would not be willing to divide their subterranean treasures, if they knew of any. But the men are not in such self- contradiction as may seem. Lady Hester Stanhope, from the better knowledge she had acquired of Oriental opinions, set Dr. Madden right on this point.
Hester ran up to Molly and clutched her arm with feverish force. "Oh, Molly," she gasped, "how can I bear it? my worst, worst fears are realised. My father is going to marry again." These words gave Molly a shock; she turned quite white for a moment. "Hester," she said, "oh, Hester, and I remember your mother, your sweet mother. I was only a very little girl when I saw her last.
He was very angry with me, too, because when he mentioned to the Bishop in my presence that Hester was under morphia, I said I strongly objected to her being drugged, and when I repeated that morphia was a most dangerous drug, with effects worse than intoxication, in fact, that morphia was a form of intoxication, he positively, before the Bishop, shook his fist in my face, and said he was not going to be taught his business by me.
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