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'He had yellow trousers on, as if he had come from a long way off. And I'm sure papa was very glad, why should he take both his hands? 'I feel as though my legs were sinking under me, said Maria. 'I don't think it possible for a moment, said Mrs. Rewble. 'Maria, you are so romantic! You would believe anything. 'It is possible, said Mrs. Posttlethwaite.
Rewble looked round at her younger sisters as though desirous that they should be sent to bed. 'All that began on board the ship. Then he was fool enough to run after her down to Sydney; and of course she followed him up to the mines. 'I don't know why of course, said Mrs. Posttlethwaite defending her sex generally. 'Well, she did. And he was going to marry her.
Posttlethwaite, who had been home to his dinner, had gone back to the soap-works. 'Don't you think, Jane, if you were to go in, you could hurry them? Then Jane went in and hurried the servant. 'There's a strange man with papa, said Jane, as she returned. 'There are always strange men with papa, said Fanny.
And as he liked Miss Bolton best, I think it's a thousand pities they should be parted. 'Ten thousand pities! said Maria enthusiastically. 'Particularly as there is a baby, said Jane, upon which Mrs. Rewble was again very angry. 'If Dick were to come home, he'd clear it all up at once, said Mrs. Posttlethwaite. 'Dick will never come home, said Matilda mournfully. 'Never! said Mrs. Rewble.
'It is very hard that two loving hearts should be divided, said Maria. 'I never thought so much of John Caldigate as you did, said Mrs. Posttlethwaite. 'He seems to have been able to love a good many young women all at the same time. 'It's like tasting a lot of cheeses, till you get the one that suits you, said Jane.
Then suddenly they heard a scream, which they knew to come from their mother. 'I believe it is Dick, said Mrs. Rewble, standing in the doorway so as to detain the others. 'What ought we to do? 'Let me go in, said Jane, impetuously. 'He is my brother. Maria was already dissolved in tears. Mrs. Posttlethwaite was struck dumb by the awfulness of the occasion, and clung fast to her sister Matilda.
And Mrs. Posttlethwaite, Matilda, was with them, as Mr. Posttlethwaite's business in the soap line caused him to live at Pollington. And there were two unmarried sisters, Fanny and Jane. Mrs. Rewble was by this time quite the matron, and Mrs. Posttlethwaite was also the happy mother of children. But Maria was still Maria.
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