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What they had at first thought delirium had turned out quite temperate and sane on closer examination. "A deal about Australia, and the black witch-doctor," said Granny Marrable. "Now, if one could turn her mind off that, it might be best for her, and she would drop off, quiet." Perhaps her ladyship coming would do her good.
The last he saw that day of Granny Marrable was her back, almost as upright at eighty as the young farmer's beside her at thirty, just starting on the short journey that was to end in such an amazing interview. His thought for a moment was how he would like to be there to see it! Reconsideration made him say to himself: "Well, now, should I?"
Picture's she could almost identify by touch. "We have lost her," she repeated, "and you might have had her for so long!" Said Granny Marrable: "I shall follow Maisie soon, if the Lord's will is. She might have died, my lady, but for you, unknown to me in London. And who would have told me where they had laid her?" "Where are you going?" "I am going to my granddaughter Ruth's daughter.
She learned to believe that it was probable that Captain Marrable should marry Miss Brownlow, and, of course, asked herself questions as to the effect such a marriage would have upon herself, which she answered more fully than she did those which were put to her by her aunt.
She knew that her father's first thought might be to use the clue to catch the man, but she also knew he would not act upon it if his doing so was likely to shorten the span of life still left to old Maisie. "What was he like?" said she to Granny Marrable. "Some might call him good-looking," was the cautious answer. "You think I shouldn't, evidently?" Evidently. "It is not the face itself.
To both these ladies the thing seemed to be so horrible, the idea that a father should have robbed his son, that the stern ferocity of the slow-moving eyes was forgiven, and they took him to their hearts, if not for love, at least for pity. Twenty thousand pounds ought to have become the property of Walter Marrable, when some maternal relative had died.
Now, her mind was still too active to avoid the recollection of its sequel. "What is it, mother dearest?" So Gwen heard her daughter speaking to her, trying for a clue to the cause of some symptom of a concealed distress. Then Granny Marrable: "Yes, Maisie darling, what is it. Tell us." Some answer came, which caused Ruth to say: "Shall I ask her ladyship to come?"
Nothing should induce her to give up her engagement, short of the expression of a wish to that effect from Walter Marrable himself. "How will this affect you, dear?" said Miss Marrable at last. "I should have been a poor man's wife any how. Now I shall be the wife of a very poor man. I suppose that will be the effect." "What will he do?" "He has, aunt, made up his mind to go to India."
John Costrell reined in his horse, and the cart and gig came abreast. Granny Marrable spoke at once. Her voice was firm, but her face was pale and hard set. "I have been told strange news, my lady, but it must be true. It cannot be else." "It is true. Dr. Nash told you." "That is so. Our Dr. Nash." "But how much? Has he told you all?" "I will tell your ladyship."
Stop!" she said. "You can't settle the difficulty that way. If Magdalen plays Julia, who is to play Lucy?" Miss Marrable sank back in the arm-chair, and gave way to the second convulsion. "Stuff and nonsense!" cried Magdalen, "the thing's simple enough, I'll act Julia and Lucy both together." The manager was consulted on the spot.
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