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Ellmother in a spirit of pure contradiction. The old servant's behavior might admit of justification: a friendly welcome might persuade her to explain herself. "If she applies to me," Emily determined, "I shall certainly receive her." Having arrived at this resolution, her mind reverted to Alban.
He had just mentioned the circumstances under which he and Mrs. Ellmother had met, when they were interrupted by a tap at the door. Francine had got back to her room unperceived, by way of the French window. She now presented herself, with an elaborate apology, and with the nearest approach to a penitent expression of which her face was capable.
The moment she pronounced the name, Emily checked her by a look, and spoke of another person that person being Miss Jethro. Mrs. Ellmother at once entered her protest, in her own downright way. "Whatever you do," she said, "don't go back to that! What does Miss Jethro matter to you?" "I am more interested in her than you suppose I happen to know why she left the school."
Ellmother is such a respectable woman; she is so well known to you, and she was so long in your aunt's service, that I am bound to consider the importance of securing a person who is exactly fitted to attend on such a girl as Francine. In one word, I can trust Mrs. Ellmother." "When does she enter on her service?" Emily inquired. "On the day after we return to the school," Miss Ladd replied.
Ellmother made the most of this concession, in the fear that Emily might change her mind. "Doctor Allday may call on you tomorrow," she said. "Do you mean that you have sent for him?" "Don't be angry! I did it for the best and Mr. Mirabel agreed with me." "Mr. Mirabel! What have you told Mr. Mirabel?" "Nothing, except that you are ill. When he heard that, he proposed to go for the doctor.
All air is the same to people like me." "You enjoy good health, Mrs. Ellmother?" "Why not, miss? I have never had a doctor." "Oh! That's your opinion of doctors, is it?" "I won't have anything to do with them if that's what you mean by my opinion," Mrs. Ellmother answered doggedly. "How will you have your hair done?" "The same as yesterday. Have you seen anything of Miss Emily?
In what frame of mind had Mrs. Ellmother adopted this desperate course of action? To use her own expression, she had deserted Miss Letitia "with a heavy heart." To judge by her own language addressed to Mrs. Mosey, she had left Emily to the mercy of a stranger animated, nevertheless, by sincere feelings of attachment and respect.
Ellmother led the good lady to Emily's room and, returning to the lower part of the house, went out into the garden. The mental effort that she had made had left its result in an aching head, and in an overpowering sense of depression. "A mouthful of fresh air will revive me," she thought. The front garden and back garden at the cottage communicated with each other.
Mrs. Ellmother reluctantly entered the room. Since Emily had seen her last, her personal appearance doubly justified the nickname by which her late mistress had distinguished her. The old servant was worn and wasted; her gown hung loose on her angular body; the big bones of her face stood out, more prominently than ever. She took Emily's offered hand doubtingly.
"You hard-hearted creature!" "Does that mean no luncheon until I have owned the truth? Suppose you own the truth? I won't tell Mrs. Ellmother that you have betrayed her." "For the last time, Francine I know no more of it than you do. If you persist in taking your own view, you as good as tell me I lie; and you will oblige me to leave the room."
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