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Updated: June 27, 2025
"It is the very kindest thing you could have done by dear Ethel! the greatest comfort to us. She will be at peace now, when anything hinders her from going to Cocksmoor." "I wonder," said Alan, musing, "whether we shall ever be able to help her more substantially.
"And she thought I did it on purpose, and that made me angry, and so we got into a dispute, and away went all the little moment I might have had, and I was forced to go to Cocksmoor as a promise breaker!" "Don't you think you had better have taken pains at first?" "Well, so I did with the sense, but I hadn't time to look at the writing much." "You would have made better speed if you had."
"You are making me angry with myself for my folly. It is much better for Richard himself, and for us all, as well as the town. Think how long we have wished for Mr. Wilmot!" "He will be in time for the opening of Cocksmoor school!" cried Ethel. "How did you manage it?" "I did not manage at all," said the doctor.
"Yes, keep it, Ethel," said her father; "do you think I would take it now, when if there were a thank-offering in the world. And, by the bye, your Cocksmoor children must have something to remember this by " Every one could have envied Norman, for travelling to London with Harry, but that he must proceed to Oxford in two days, when Harry would return to them.
'If it were not nonsense to build upon people's generous visions at seventeen, I should sometimes hope a spark had been lit that would shine some day in your islands, Harry. Going up that hill was not the place for Etheldred May to talk of the futility of youthful aspirations, but it did not so strike either of the brothers, to whom Cocksmoor had long been a familiar fact.
Sick at heart as she was, she bravely set herself to appropriate the hours now left vacant; and manfully walked with Richard and Harry to church at Cocksmoor on St. Stephen's Day; but the church brought back the sense of contrast.
'Tom surrendered to a pet patient of mine. Now for poor Leonard! Good-bye, young people! I am off to Cocksmoor! 'Please take me, grandpapa, cried Dickie, hopping into the hall. 'You, you one-legged manikin! I'm going over all the world; and how are you to get home? 'On Leonard's back, said the undaunted Dickie.
I expected he had been prescribing for me already, never to go near Cocksmoor, for that's what people always begin by 'Nothing worse than pale ale. At which Ethel made one of her faces. 'And to make a Mary of that chit of a Daisy. Well, you may do as you please only take care, or Flora will be down upon us. 'Tom has been very helpful and kind to me, said Ethel.
The wedding had taken place shortly after Easter; and immediately after, the Rivers family had departed for London, and Tom May had returned to Cambridge, leaving the home party at the minimum of four, since, Cocksmoor Parsonage being complete, Richard had become only a daily visitor instead of a constant inhabitant.
For herself, Ethel looked back and looked on. Norman Ogilvie's marriage seemed to her to have fixed her lot in life, and what was that lot? Home and Cocksmoor had been her choice, and they were before her. Home! but her eyes had been opened to see that earthly homes may not endure, nor fill the heart.
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