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All that I had to say has been said. Nobody but Miss Ladd knows for certain whether your aunt was innocent or guilty in the matter of Miss Jethro's disgrace. Please to excuse me; my work's waiting downstairs." From time to time, as she pursued her domestic labors, Mrs. Ellmother thought of Mirabel. Hours on hours had passed and the doctor had not appeared.
Ellmother give no reason for leaving my aunt, at such a time as this?" she asked. "The very words I said to her, miss." "And what did she say, by way of reply?" "She burst out crying a thing I have never known her to do before, in an experience of twenty years." "And she really asked you to take her place here, at a moment's notice?" "That was just what she did," Mrs. Mosey answered.
And, what is more, she gave me a message for you at parting. Mosey respectfully, ready to hear what it meant, if Emily would only be so good as to tell her. "I deliver the message, miss, as it was delivered to me. After which, Mrs. Ellmother went her way, and I went mine." "Do you know where she went?" "No, miss." "Have you nothing more to tell me?"
I am not well enough to bear suspense; my busy life at the school is beginning to tell on me." "There is nothing that need alarm you, ma'am but there is a great deal to say, before you see Miss Emily. My stupid head turns giddy with thinking of it. I hardly know where to begin." "Begin with Emily," Miss Ladd suggested. Mrs. Ellmother took the advice.
When Alban and Mrs. Ellmother arrived at the back door of the house, they found it locked. The only light visible, along the whole length of the building, glimmered through the Venetian blind of the window-entrance to Francine's sitting-room. Alban proposed to get admission to the house by that way. In her horror of again encountering Francine, Mrs.
Delvin says she must positively see you to-night. It's my belief that she will send for the servants, and have herself carried in here, if you refuse to do what she asks. You needn't be afraid of seeing Mr. Mirabel." "Where is he?" "His sister has given up her bedroom to him," Mrs. Ellmother answered.
"Never mind my fare, miss. Will you give up pumping?" "Make your mind easy. It's quite useless to attempt pumping you. When will you come?" Mrs. Ellmother pleaded for a little delay. "I'm altering my gowns," she said. "I get thinner and thinner don't I, Miss Emily? My work won't be done before Thursday." "Let us say Friday, then," Francine proposed. "Friday!" Mrs. Ellmother exclaimed.
What's the matter with the pretty young mistress?" he asked, in his most abrupt manner, when Mrs. Ellmother opened the door. "Is it love? or jealousy? or a new dress with a wrinkle in it?" "You will hear about it, sir, from Miss Emily herself. I am forbidden to say anything." "But you mean to say something for all that?" "Don't joke, Doctor Allday!
Wait a bit; I have something to ask you. How much longer are you obliged to stop here, teaching the girls to draw?" "I leave Netherwoods in three days more," Alban replied. "That's all right! You may be in time to bring Miss Emily to her senses, yet." "What do you mean?" "I mean if you don't stop it she will marry the parson." "I can't believe it, Mrs. Ellmother! I won't believe it!"
"Shall I wait till you're better before I say any more?" Mrs. Ellmother asked. "No? You want to hear about Mr. Mirabel? My dear, he came into the parlor where I was; and Mr. Rook came in too -and waited, looking at him. Mr. Mirabel sat down in a corner, in a dazed state as I thought. It wasn't for long. He jumped up, and clapped his hand on his heart as if his heart hurt him.
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