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Then, one afternoon, Miss Madden descended to the kitchen and tapped in her usual timid way at the door. 'Are you at leisure, Mrs. Conisbee? Could I have a little conversation with you? The landlady was alone, and with no more engrossing occupation than the ironing of some linen she had recently washed. 'I have mentioned my elder sister now and then.
I am sorry to say she is leaving her post with the family at Hereford. The children are going to school, so that her services are no longer needed. 'Indeed, mum? 'Yes. For a shorter or longer time she will be in need of a home. Now it has occurred to me, Mrs. Conisbee, that that I would ask you whether you would have any objection to her sharing my room with me?
We shall have quite an enjoyable little holiday together. A week later the eldest of the three Miss Maddens arrived. As it was quite impossible to find space for her boxes in the bedroom, Mrs. Conisbee allowed them to be deposited in the room occupied by her daughter, which was on the same floor. In a day or two the sisters had begun a life of orderly tenor.
It is so comfortable with Mrs. Conisbee, and for the short remaining time Christmas, I should think, would be a very good time for opening. If it were possible to decide upon dear old Clevedon, of course we should prefer it; but perhaps Weston will offer more scope. Alice will weigh all the arguments on the spot. Don't you envy her, Monica? Think of being there in this summer weather!
Her talk was of the most insignificant things; this afternoon she spent nearly half an hour in describing a kitten which Mrs. Conisbee had given her; care of the little animal appeared to have absorbed her whole attention for many days past. Another visitor to-day was Mr. Newdick, the City clerk who had been present at Monica's wedding. He and Mrs.
Miss Barfoot, unable to answer these questions, held private colloquy with Mildred; but the latter, though she pondered a good deal with corrugated brows, could furnish no information. In a day or two Monica was removed to her sister's lodgings at Lavender Hill. Mrs. Conisbee managed to put a room at her disposal, and Virginia tended her.
At nine o'clock they took a cup of cocoa and a biscuit, and half an hour later they went to bed. Lamp oil was costly; and indeed they felt glad to say as early as possible that another day had gone by. Their hour of rising was eight. Mrs. Conisbee provided hot water for their breakfast. On descending to fetch it, Virginia found that the postman had left a letter for her.
Conisbee, fingering the hem of her apron. 'Not very well? But couldn't I see her for a moment? Virginia answered this question by appearing on the staircase. 'Some one for me, Mrs. Conisbee? she called from above. 'Oh, is it you, Edmund? So very glad! I'm sure Mrs. Conisbee will have the kindness to let you come into her sitting-room. What a pity I was away when Monica called!
'Well, it's if you can manage, mum, she replied. 'I don't see as I could have any fault to find, if you thought you could both live in that little room. And as for the rent, I should be quite satisfied if we said seven shillings instead of five and six. 'Thank you, Mrs. Conisbee; thank you very much indeed. I will write to my sister at once; the news will be a great relief to her.
He turned to look for Mrs. Conisbee, but the landlady had hurriedly withdrawn, closing the door behind her. 'It is so foolish of me, Edmund, Virginia rambled on, addressing him with a familiarity she had never yet used. 'When I am away from home I forget all about my meals really forget and then all at once I find that I am quite exhausted quite exhausted as you see.
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