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Updated: June 6, 2025
Mr. Longdon turned from his contemplation with a visible effort. "I feel obliged to you for taking it so; it mightn't one never knows have amused you. As I told you there, the first thing I did was to ask Fernanda about the company; and when she mentioned your name I immediately said: 'Would he like me to speak to him?" "And what did Fernanda say?" Mr. Longdon stared. "Do YOU call her Fernanda?"
Fernanda made up her silly mind to marry a Scotch engineer and go to Australia. I was at my wits' end the day she gave notice; I said to myself: 'Ach Gott! what can we do? No maids in Rangoon, and meine liebe Flora so helpless! Then a splendid thought came into my mind her nieces!
"I don't think there is anything mysterious about neuralgia." "Oh, yes, there is," rejoined Frau Wurm, lowering her voice; "we often talk it over and wonder. Long ago she was as others; now she is different, and seems but half awake always so jaded and feeble and vague. There was only one who understood the case that was Fernanda, and she has gone away, ach so!"
Well, for the last ten years she has had an invaluable maid Fernanda, a Portuguese half-caste, a treasure, who waited on and nursed her, and took entire charge of the housekeeping. Fernanda understood my tastes to a T the curries and stews and blood sausages that I am fond of, and was a rare hand at coffee. Then came a blow!
"You must nurse her mind; amuse her with cards, reading, games, music that is your job. Well, then there is the housekeeping; you will have to take the place of Fernanda. She looked after the servants, the mending, the stores, and the cooking you shall, step into her shoes. Of course, it will be an immense responsibility for a young girl."
No doubt Fernanda, the treasure, had kept the house in working order, and now that she had abdicated, her sceptre lay in the dust in every sense of the word. Was it her, Sophy's, duty to raise it? She noticed quantities of litter and cobwebs in the drawing-room, but there were no flowers or knick-knacks; the silver teapot that appeared with tea at five o'clock was nearly black.
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