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Updated: June 1, 2025
Gobseck's faithful old portress, with her husband, a pensioner, who sat in the entry while she was upstairs, was still his housekeeper and charwoman, and now in addition his sick-nurse.
She had spent days in that room as sick-nurse. How uncomfortable that camp-bed was, too; how restless and exigent was Leucha! But the room looked tidy enough now with the camp-bed removed and a brilliant fire blazing in the grate. Certainly the Duke's school did not lack for luxury. Leucha was seated by the fire. Her face was pale, and her light, thin hair was unbecomingly dressed.
And this changeling called herself by the same name as the many-coloured, clinging maid of yore; she of the frequent laughter, and the many sighs, and the kind, stolen glances. He steeled his heart against this sick-nurse. 'And how do you come to be here? he asked.
And the sick-nurse replied: "Well, she may last two days, perhaps three. You will have to give me six francs, everything included." "Six francs! six francs!" he shouted. "Are you out of your mind? I tell you that she cannot last more than five or six hours!"
Adrien, thinking of naught but how to harm me and give me a memorable proof of his vengeance, ran and set fire to my two storehouses, and, to put a crown on his rancour, went and hanged himself in an attic. About two o'clock in the morning, a sick-nurse, having perceived the flames, gave loud cries and succeeded in making herself heard. Public help arrived; the fire was mastered.
She came at daybreak, and found Honore eating his soup, which he had made himself before going to work, and the sick-nurse asked him: "Well, is your mother dead?" "She is rather better, on the contrary," he replied, with a sly look out of the corner of his eyes. And he went out.
And the sick-nurse replied: "Well, she may last two days, perhaps three. You will have to give me six francs, everything included." "Six francs! six francs!" he shouted. "Are you out of your mind? I tell you that she cannot last more than five or six hours!"
Charlotte was a capital sick-nurse, and had often before given similar aid to Mr. Home in parish work. She went, spent her day away, and returned to find that Charlotte had come that so far her dream was true. Yes, but only so far, for Charlotte had come, not in shame, but in the plenitude of a generous benefactor.
And he went away, with long strides, to his wheat which was lying on the ground under the hot sun which ripens the grain, while the sick-nurse went in again to the house. She had brought some work with her, for she worked without ceasing by the side of the dead and dying, sometimes for herself, sometimes for the family which employed her as seamstress and paid her rather more in that capacity.
That young lady had recently exchanged the duties of governess at the Vicarage for those of temporary sick-nurse at the manor-house, and to-night, in her simple mourning, with a flush of pleasure on her cheek as now and again she turned her eyes to the patient whose recovery did her care such credit she looked at least Roger, an impartial witness, thought so more beautiful than ever.
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