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Updated: May 8, 2025
The look of them clutched one's heart with horror and despair, as if one looked on a once lovely mother turned to a street drabble. Little Jim looked and thought with a sense of helpless melancholy that should not have belonged to fourteen. When he reached the cottage, his mother, taking the bucket from him, caught the look in the clear gray eyes that were like her own.
Drabble; people will talk in a village, but I would rather not hear what they say. And then I went back to the study and made tea for Uncle Max, and tried to pretend that I felt quite myself, and was not the least uneasy in my mind, as though I could deceive Max. 'Well, Ursula, he said, shaking his head at me, 'did Hamilton or Mrs. Drabble give you those hot cheeks?
I am not generally devoid of presence of mind, but at that moment I behaved as awkwardly as a school-girl. If I could only have thought of some excuse for leaving him, an errand or a message to Mrs. Drabble; but no form of words would occur to me.
Drabble begging for some of the lending blankets and a clean coloured quilt, which she had sent down by a boy. The scarlet cover looked so warm and snug that I stood still to admire the effect; poor Mary fairly cried when I laid her back on her pillow. 'It feels all so clean and heavenly, she sobbed; 'it is just a comfort to lie and see the room.
I am sure there is something the matter. 'Nonsense, child! What should be the matter? But Max turned his face away as he spoke. 'I told you that I had a headache; but that is nothing to make a fuss about. Mrs. Drabble shall make me a good strong cup of tea when I get home. Max's manner was just a trifle testy, but I was not going to be repelled after this fashion.
Drabble in that; they were both discursive and parenthetical speakers, only Mrs. Drabble's meaning was more involved, but before I had time to answer, a deep voice from the kitchen startled us. 'Mother, how long do you mean to keep Miss Garston in that cold, dark place? It is enough to starve her, And at this rebuke Mrs. Barton hurried me into the front kitchen.
"'What happened in the end? I asked. "'The copperth dropped on him. Thomebody gave him away. "'Some of the ladies, perhaps, I suggested. "'Ach! Zo! the other man burst in fiercely, 'Of gourse it vas der vimmen! It is always der vimmen. Dese dam vimmen, dey makes all der drabble! He thumped the table with his fist, and then, catching the Hebrew's eye, suddenly subsided into silence.
So the two lived merrily together, and Lawrence Tudor was all the better man and parson for Uncle Max's genial help and sympathy; and though Mrs. Drabble grumbled and did not take kindly to him at first, she made him thoroughly comfortable, and mended his socks and sewed on his buttons in motherly fashion. Mrs.
Drabble has made excellent beef-tea, but the last lot turned sour from being left in the hot kitchen one night, and the cat upset the basin of calf's-foot jelly, at least the children said so. I go there myself, because Tudor says the air of the place turns him sick: he looked as white as a ghost after his last visit, and declared he was poisoned with foul air.
Barton advises. And leaving Jill to digest Aunt Philippa's scolding as well as she could, I went in search of the little widow. I found, to my relief, that there was another room in the cottage, though it could not boast of much furniture beyond a bed and wash-stand: so, after a little consideration, I started off to the vicarage to hold a consultation with Mrs. Drabble.
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