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"I can't." "How are you to get back, miss?" She turned away and spoke to the coachman. "I am not very well. I want the fresh air I'll sit by you." Mrs. Ellmother remonstrated and protested, in vain. As Emily had determined it should be, so it was. "Has he said anything?" she asked, when they had arrived at their journey's end.
After a long interval, Miss Ladd returned to the drawing-room, and announced that she had sanctioned the engagement of Mrs. Ellmother. "I have considered your wishes, in this respect," she said. "It is arranged that a week's notice, on either side, shall end the term of service, after the first month. I cannot feel justified in doing more than that. Mrs.
Walking slowly round and round, Mrs. Ellmother heard footsteps on the road outside, which stopped at the gate. She looked through the grating, and discovered Alban Morris. "Come in, sir!" she said, rejoiced to see him. He obeyed in silence. The full view of his face shocked Mrs. Ellmother.
"It's the first time I have overslept myself, miss, since I was a girl. Please to excuse me, it shan't happen again." "Do you find that the air here makes you drowsy?" Francine asked. Mrs. Ellmother shook her head. "I didn't get to sleep," she said, "till morning, and so I was too heavy to be up in time. But air has got nothing to do with it. Gentlefolks may have their whims and fancies.
Ellmother had another object in view: she was determined that the cold-blooded cruelty of Emily's treacherous friend should not be allowed to triumph with impunity. If an ignorant old woman could do nothing else, she could tell the plain truth, and could leave Miss Ladd to decide whether such a person as Francine deserved to remain under her care.
"It is you," she said sadly, "who must forgive me." For a while they were silent. Through the window that was open to the little garden, came the one sound that could be heard the gentle trembling of leaves in the evening wind. The silence was harshly broken by the bell at the cottage door. They both started. Emily's heart beat fast. "Who can it be?" she said. Mrs. Ellmother rose.
Ellmother saw the trap that had been set for her. "It won't do, miss," she said. "What won't do?" "Trying to pump me." Francine burst out laughing. Emily noticed an artificial ring in her gayety which suggested that she was exasperated, rather than amused, by the repulse which had baffled her curiosity once more. Mrs.
"Tell your mistress," she said to the groom, "that I am going to Belford instead of to Redwood Hall." In a minute more, she and Mrs. Ellmother were on their way to join Mirabel at the station. Emily found Mirabel in the waiting room at Belford. Her sudden appearance might well have amazed him; but his face expressed a more serious emotion than surprise he looked at her as if she had alarmed him.
The old servant who attends on her will be included in the invitation, of course. Mrs. Ellmother is, as I believe, devoted to the interests of Mr. Alban Morris: she will be well out of the way of doing mischief, while we have her safe in your northern solitude. "There is no fear that Emily will refuse your invitation. "In the first place, she is already interested in you.
She opened the door, so as to make a draught of air in the room, and called for water. Returning to Mirabel, she loosened his cravat. Mrs. Ellmother came in, just in time to prevent her from committing a common error in the treatment of fainting persons, by raising Mirabel's head. The current of air, and the sprinkling of water over his face, soon produced their customary effect.
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