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Miss Munns did indeed give both time and strength to charitable work, and withal a generous share of her small income, but her interest was of the head, not of the heart, and she was sublimely ignorant of her failure to help or comfort. Bridgie thought she was not helping at all, and was ashamed of herself because she was on no committees, and knew nothing of authorised agencies.
"Does it never give you any fear in case one should fall in love with you instead?" "No, never; how could they when she was near?" cried Bridgie fervently, and then suddenly flushed all over her delicate face and began a stammering explanation. "At least, that's not quite true. There was one man I never told anyone about it before, and indeed there's not much to tell.
Think what you are saying!" Tender-hearted Bridgie burst into tears, but Esmeralda would not be restrained. She turned to her sister ablaze with righteous anger. "What! You too? Would you keep him here, existing merely existing not able to do anything he who has been so active all his life! It's cruel, I tell you cruel and selfish! You ought not even to wish such a thing!"
"If it is the right thing for me if it is God's will yes! it will come, and meanwhile I am very happy. It is good of Him to have given me such a hope in my life," said Bridgie simply; and Mademoiselle's eyes dimmed with sudden tears.
Esmeralda shall have my head, for the times when she loses her own; Sylvia shall have my feet, because she limps herself; and," she looked across the room deep into Bridgie's eyes "Bridgie shall have my heart! It would be with her, anyway, wherever she went."
You will like to be quiet, so I'll run across and chat to Bridgie for an hour, while you are away!" The "running" was a polite fiction, for in spite of massage and the most careful doctoring it would be many months before Sylvia could run again.
Bridgie, slim and delicate so unfit, poor child, to take the burden of a mother's place; Miles, with his proud, overbearing look, a boy who had had especial claims on her care and guidance; Joan, beautiful and daring, ignorant of nothing so much as of her own ignorance; Pat, of the pensive face and reckless spirit; and last but not least, Pixie, her baby dear, naughty, loyal little Pixie, whom she must leave to the tender mercies of children little older than herself!
That's what Therese has been teaching me all these years, for, says she, `Bridgie, the dear, is so soft-hearted that she'll never believe but that everything will come right if ye sit still and look pleasant. The last thing but one that she said to me before parting was that I must look after the family and keep them out of trouble; so I've been reading over the papers to see how I can make some money, and it's wonderful the choice you can have!
Mr Hilliard had gone over to Dublin on his own responsibility, and had come back late at night, bringing with him a trained nurse, at the sight of whom Bridgie shed tears of thankfulness; but during the daytime the sisters took it in turns to watch by the bedside, while Mademoiselle seemed to act the part of guardian angel to the whole household in turns.
"`Dearest, Darling People, especially Bridgie, I was gladder than ever to get your letters this week, because it's been raining and dull, and the mud looked so home-like that it depressed my spirits. Therese has gone out for the day, so Pere and I are alone. He wears white socks and a velvet jacket, and sleeps all the time.
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