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She told me all her husband could eat and couldn't eat; she called her children 'little tots, and said she couldn't get so much as a 'serviette' washed in the house. I thought nobody talked of serviettes outside Wells and Arnold Bennett. Mrs. Duff-Whalley rescued me in the nick of time before I could do anything desperate, and then she cross-examined me as to my reasons for coming to Priorsford."
"I suppose you won't have heard from Miss Reston since she went away?" "I had a letter from her a few days ago." Mrs. Duff-Whalley waited expectantly for a moment, but as Jean said nothing more she continued: "Did she talk of future plans? We simply must fix them both up for a week at The Towers. Lord Bidborough told us he had quite fallen in love with Priorsford and would be sure to come back.
All I've got to do is to send your name to my lawyer he's in London, and he knows nothing about anybody in Priorsford, so you needn't worry about him and he will arrange that you get a sufficient income all your life. No, it isn't charity. You've fought hard all your life for others, and it's high time you got a rest. Everyone should get a rest and a competency when they are sixty.
" ... Ruth, all heart and tenderness Who wept, like Chaucer's Prioress, When Dash was smitten: Who blushed before the mildest men, Yet waxed a very Corday when You teased the kitten." Before seeking her stony couch at the end of her first day at Priorsford, Pamela finished the letter begun in the morning to her brother. " ... I began this letter in the morning and now it is bedtime.
Two sisters live in it Watson is the name most kindly and hospitable creatures with enough to live on comfortably and keep a small servant, and ample leisure after they have, what Mrs. M'Cosh calls, 'dockit up the hoose, to entertain and be entertained. They are West country Glasgow, I think, or Greenock and they find Priorsford just a little stiff.
"Now I can believe about the raiders coming over the hills in an autumn twilight," said Pamela. "There is something haunted about this place. In Priorsford we are all close together and cosy: that's what I love about it." "You've grown quite suburban," Lewis taunted her. "Jean, I was told a story about two Priorsford ladies the other day.
M'Cosh, "that the honourable lady will suit Bella Bathgate, for Bella, honest woman, won't put herself about to suit anybody. But she's been a good neighbour to us. I always feel so safe with her near; she's equal to anything from a burst pipe to a broken arm.... I do hope that landlord of ours in London will never take it into his head to come back and live in Priorsford.
"Ah, my dear," she said in greeting, "I have wanted to know you. I'm told you are the most interesting person who ever came to this little town." Pamela laughed. "There I am sure you have been misled. Priorsford is full of exciting people. I expected to be dull, and I have rarely been so well amused." Mrs. Hope studied the charming face bent to her own.
A man offered himself a man with a great position and I accepted him and it was worse than ever, so I fled from it all to Priorsford. I loved it from the first, the little town and the river and the hills, and Bella Bathgate's grim honesty and poor cookery! And you came into my life again and I found I couldn't marry the other man and his position...."
"I've sent to Fullers' for some cakes, though I don't myself consider them a patch on the Priorsford cakes, but they will be a change and make it more of an occasion. Mawson can make delicious sandwiches and Bella Bathgate has actually offered to bake some scones. I'll make the room look as smart as possible with flowers." "You've no photographs of relations?
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