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Lady Myrtle could not help laughing a little at her tragic tone. 'I don't see that, even if you had to live at Barmettle, your home need be ugly and untidy, she said. 'I don't know. I've been thinking a good deal about it, Jacinth replied. 'You see, mamma will have been so long in India that she will have got out of English ways.
Indeed, but for the kindness of the head of the factory where he worked, he would have been turned off altogether on a very small pension. It was true kindness to let him stay on to do what work he could, for it kept up his spirits. 'The master must be a good man, said Jacinth. 'I believe he is one of the best in Barmettle, said Mrs Mildmay.
Two years of Colonel Mildmay's time at Barmettle had yet to expire. 'We shall miss our summers at Robin Redbreast sadly, mamma, shall we not? she said one day. 'What is to be done about it? Is it to be sold, or are the Harpers to have it? I hope so. Does papa know? 'He has only heard about it recently, said her mother.
You and the children can stay on here awhile if you like, as dear old Lady Myrtle is sure to want you. But I myself must be at Barmettle the end of next month. 'And you certainly shall not go alone, said Mrs Mildmay, brightly. 'Do you think I would trust you to choose a house and all the rest of it?
It is quite certain that it would be madness for me ever to think of India again, now or years hence. So I have accepted Barmettle. I send in the formal papers to-morrow, and he sighed a little. 'I expected it, she said. 'I am very thankful, Frank, though you know how I sympathise with you about your having to to come down at all in position as it were.
You know how I mean, said Jacinth. 'Well, there are plenty of poor too, if that would make you like Barmettle any better.
Your father must not return to India; he has had enough of it. And your mother too. 'Then you think he should accept' began Jacinth. 'We will not go into particulars, she replied, patting Jacinth's hand. 'To begin with, Colonel Mildmay has not consulted me. He must first get to know me. But no, of course that dreadful Barmettle is out of the question.
She likes me to say whatever I think of, but I thought for such a thing as a house, perhaps I had better ask you first. 'But, my dearest child, we don't want any house in London, said Mrs Mildmay with a smile which she strove to make unconstrained. 'You forget, dear, the choice was never between Barmettle and London, but between Barmettle and India again, and'
'I'm not so sure of that, said Mrs Mildmay. 'When I wrote to Mrs Lyle some time ago, I told her we were coming to Barmettle, but very likely she did not think of sending our address to her nieces, for they have not been in the habit of writing to you or Jacinth. 'No, Frances replied, rather incoherently, for she was already buried in her letter, 'that's what she says.
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