"Well, I'm glad she's spared this. ‘Cajolery? This is not your style. You speak as one
injured—as though I had been the one to take your name—as though you had
been the one to make sacrifices. ’
***
Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to
oblige that lady’s son. ‘I can answer that. That’s why I come to tell you. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by
various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape
with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of
widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a
linsey-woolsey shawl. He stood by her side,
and he suffered her hands to rest in his. ’
‘Nonsense,’ said Mrs Sindlesham loudly, casting an anxious glance upon
Melusine. “All the time he is
shouting and muttering. ”
“How much do you owe them?”
She knew forty pounds was a quite impossible sum for their neighbors. He looked at her
guiltily. Sensitive, aren’t they?”
She chuckled.
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