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Presty said, "Of course!" with an uplifting of her eye brows which expressed astonishment not unmixed with suspicion. "Do you want to go up now?" she added, "or will you wait till you have had your breakfast?" "I want to go up, if you please, before the fog thickens. Oh, Mrs. Presty, I am ashamed to trouble you! Let the servant show me the room." No. For the first time in her life Mrs.
Having read this record of suffering and suspense, Catherine looked at her mother, and waited for an explanation. "Don't you see it?" Mrs. Presty asked. "I can't say that I do." The old lady's excellent temper was not in the least ruffled, even by this. "Quite inexcusable on my part," she acknowledged; "I ought to have remembered that you don't inherit your mother's vivid imagination.
"Is there nothing to plead for me in such anxiety as I am suffering now?" Mrs. Presty stopped him there; she had heard enough of Sydney already. "I see nothing to be gained," she said, "by dwelling on the past; and I should be glad to know why you have come to this place to-night." "I have come to see Kitty." "Quite out of the question." "Don't tell me that, Mrs. Presty!
Presty interfered with a characteristic request. "You are writing to Mr. Linley, of course," she said. "May I see it?" Mrs. Linley handed the letter to her. The one line of writing contained these words: "I refuse positively to part with my child. Catherine Linley." "Have you considered what is likely to happen, when he gets this?" Mrs. Presty inquired. "No, mamma." "Will you consult Randal?"
Presty viewed it, a crisis in domestic history. Conscience, with its customary elasticity, adapted itself to the emergency, and Linley's mother-in-law stole information behind the curtain in Linley's best interests, it is quite needless to say. The talk of the two ladies went on, without a suspicion on either side that it was overheard by a third person. Sydney explained herself.
A long walk for an old woman but I can assure you that he does really go to the farm." Implicitly trusting her husband and rightly trusting him Linley's wife replied by a look which Mrs. Presty received in silent indignation. She summoned her dignity and marched out of the room. Five minutes afterward, Mrs.
I said: 'You do not know men as I do. I hope you may not live to repent it." Mrs. Linley was too fond of her husband to let this pass. "Why shouldn't I trust him?" she asked. "He was going to London on business and it was an excellent opportunity." Mrs. Presty disposed of this weak defense of her daughter's conduct by waving her hand.
Presty on one side, and Kitty on the other, led her between them into the house. Captain Bennydeck met Catherine and her child at the open door of the room. Mrs. Presty, stopping a few paces behind them, waited in the passage; eager to see what the Captain's face might tell her. It told her nothing. But Catherine saw a change in him.
Presty is not sadly in need of the good example of an ornament to her sex. The Evil Genius of the family joined us in the cottage parlor when our consultations had come to an end. I had the honor of communicating the decision at which we had arrived. Mrs. Presty marched to the door; and, from that commanding position, addressed a few farewell remarks to her daughter.
Presty favored Kitty with a hint relating to the management of inquisitive children which might prove useful to her in after-life. "When you grow up to be a woman, my dear, beware of making the mistake that I have just committed. Never be foolish enough to mention your reasons when a child asks, Why?" "Was that how they treated you, grandmamma, when you were a child yourself?" "Of course it was!"
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