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Bessy always wanted money not a great deal, but, as she reasonably put it, "enough" and who was to blame if her father and Mr. Tredegar, each in his different capacity, felt obliged to point out that every philanthropic outlay at Westmore must entail a corresponding reduction in her income?
Westmore in half apology "she has been with us so long and is now so old and helpless since they were freed; their children have all left them gone no one knows where. And so Uncle Bisco and Aunt Charity are as helpless as babes, and but for Alice they would suffer greatly." A sudden impulse seized Travis: "Let us go and peep in on them. We shall have a good joke on Her Majesty." Mrs.
The fatigue which at first had deadened her nerves now woke them to acuter sensibility, and an appealing word from her husband would have drawn her to his arms. But his answer seemed to drive all the blood back to her heart. "I don't see why you still go through the form of consulting me about Westmore, when you have always done just as you pleased there, without regard to me or Cicely."
When the needle had sunk home he lay back in a chair and closed his eyes. In the meantime, I had been holding a whispered colloquy with Westmore. "He sneaked in on me at dark, sir," he told me, "on foot. I don't know how he got in without being seen. They'd have found his tracks anyway in the morning. I don't think he knew quite what he wanted to do.
Westmore was forced to smile in spite of his weakness as he looked into the doctor's strong, rugged face. "God bless you," he replied. "This isn't the first time you have been a firm friend to me. I can never forget how you stood day and night by the side of my dear wife, doing all in your power to keep her with us a little longer."
All the week, since the scene at Maggie's deathbed, Alice Westmore had remained at home, while strange, bitter feelings, such as she had never felt before, surged in her heart. Her brother was away, and this gave her more freedom to do as she wished to remain in her room and her mother's presence now was not altogether the solace her heart craved.
"Excuse me," he said. "I understood from Mrs. Westmore that it was you who asked her permission to call this evening and set forth certain grievances on the part of the operatives." Amherst reddened. "I did ask her yes. But I don't in any sense represent the operatives. I simply wanted to say a word for them." Mr.
Every one agrees that, in spite of his theories, he has a good head for business; and whatever he does at Westmore for the advantage of his children will naturally be for Cicely's advantage too." Mr. Langhope returned her gaze thoughtfully. "There's something in what you say," he admitted after a pause.
MRS. WESTMORE stayed just long enough not to break in too abruptly on the flow of her friend's reminiscences, and to impress herself on Mrs.
But all his life even when a boy he had dreamed of finally winning Alice Westmore and settling down. Like all men who were impure, he made the mistake of thinking that one day, when he wished, he could be pure. Such a man may marry, but it is a thing of convenience, a matter in which he selects some woman, who he knows will not be his mistress, to become his housekeeper.
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