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Updated: May 29, 2025
I should not mind if you were rich, at least, I would try not, but if you would only give me some of your old clothes instead. I should like them all the better because you had worn them." And Rachel kissed the lapel of Hester's coat. "I can't," whispered Hester into Rachel's hair. "The best is only just good enough." "Wouldn't it be kinder to me?" Hester trembled, and then burst into tears.
Not one, Margaret declared; but it was so plain that she was not believed, that she had little doubt of Hester's watch having been harboured in this very house, if it was not there still. The poor boy, who had had little care from his natural guardians while alive from the hour of his being doomed by the fortune-teller, was now loudly mourned as dead.
Time works wonders; and if he didn't, we should all be wrecks and lunatics! Hester said nothing. She was conscious of suppressed excitement in the man before her. Farrell watched her knitting fingers for a little, and then remarked: 'But of course at present what has to be done, is to improve her health, and distract her thoughts. Hester's eyes lifted again. 'And you want to take it in hand?
For much as he disliked scolding any young creature, least of all, Hester, the situation simply could not be met without a scolding by Hester's guardian. Disobedience to her mother's wishes; disloyalty toward those who loved her, including himself; deceit, open and unabashed, if the paradox may be allowed all these had to be brought home to her.
This was Lady Hester's favourite resort during her life-time, and now, within its silent enclosure, "'After life's fitful fever she sleeps well." It is painful to know that in her last illness she was shamefully deserted. Mr. Moore, the English consul at Beyrout, on hearing that she was stricken, rode across the mountains to visit her, accompanied by Mr. Thompson, the American missionary.
If he had seen where it was I doubt whether he would have consented to the purchase; but Perrault managed it all, and then, with what he had made out of the case, bought himself a share in Meakin's office at Shinglebay, and constituted himself Lady Hester's legal adviser. Mr. Lea, after vainly trying to get his wife to return to Sault St.
Spite was a quality that had not entered into the composition of her character. So when the girls showered her with kindness, she responded heartily and put from her heart, the bitter thoughts which had been there. Helen, after the brave stand she had taken in regard to Hester, was troubled. She felt that she had been placed by Hester's shortcomings in an unpleasant position.
The other characters had to speak of, and even to, the important and missing character, and it was plain to all as the play progressed that the absence of "the dark lady" was going to be a fatal hindrance to the success of the piece. Even Lily Pendleton, Hester's last lingering friend, showed a good deal of spleen at Hester's action. "I never will forgive Hessie," Lily said, almost in tears.
"She went to pain, if I understood you rightly. Why did your Messiah not finish His work, and keep her from going to pain altogether?" "I cannot answer such wicked questions," said Avice. "The Church teaches that God's love purifies His servants in Purgatory, and as soon as their souls are clean they go to Heaven." "Our God does better for us than that," was Hester's quiet answer.
Yo're Philip Hepburn's cousin, I reckon, and yo' bide at Haytersbank Farm? 'Yes; she's Sylvia Robson, put in Molly, not seeing that Hester's purpose was to make Sylvia speak, and so to divert her attention from the subject which had set her off into hysterics.
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