the daisy chain, or aspirations-第194章
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gift。 〃And; besides;〃 she said; 〃George Rivers made us a beautiful
present; which Meta hunted up。 Old Mr。 Rivers; knowing no better;
once bought all the beautiful carved fittings of a chapel in France;
meaning to fit up a library with them; but; happily; he never did;
and a happy notion came into Meta's head; so she found them out; and
Dr。 Spencer has adapted them; and set them all to rights; and they
are most exquisite。 You never saw such foliage。〃
Thus Margaret proceeded with the description of everything in the
church; and all the little adventures of the building; as if she
could not turn away from the subject; and her aunt listened and
wondered; and; when called away; that Margaret might rest before
nurse came to dress her; she expressed her wonder to Meta。
〃Yes;〃 was the answer; 〃it is her chief occupation and interest。 I
do not mean that she has not always her own dear full sympathy for
every one's concerns; but Cocksmoor is her concern; almost more than
even Ethel's。 I think she could chronicle every stage in the
building better than Dr。 Spencer himself; and it is her daily delight
to hear his histories of his progress。 And not only with the church
but the people; she knows all about every family; Richard and Ethel
tell her all their news; she talks over the school with the mistress
every Sunday; and you cannot think what a feeling there is for her at
Cocksmoor。 A kind message from Miss May has an effect that the
active workers cannot always produce。〃
Mrs。 Arnott saw that Meta was right; when; in the afternoon; she
walked with her nieces to see Cocksmoor。 It was not a desolate sight
as in old times; for the fair edifice; rising on the slope; gave an
air of protection to the cottages; which seemed now to have a centre
of unity; instead of lying forlorn and scattered。 Nor were they as
wretched in themselves; for the impulse of civilisation had caused
windows to be mended and railings to be tidied; and Richard promoted;
to the utmost; cottage gardening; so that; though there was an air of
poverty; there was no longer an appearance of reckless destitution
and hopeless neglect。
In the cottages; Mrs。 Taylor had not entirely ceased to speak with a
piteous voice; even though she told of the well…doing of her girls at
service; but Granny Hall's merry content had in it something now of
principle; and Sam had married a young Fordholm wife; who promised to
be a pattern for Cocksmoor。 Every one asked after Miss May; with a
tenderness and affection that Mrs。 Arnott well appreciated; and when
they went into the large fresh school; where Richard was hearing a
class; Cherry Elwood looked quite cheered and enlivened by hearing
that she had been able to enjoy seeing her aunt。 Mrs。 Arnott was set
to enlighten the children about the little brown girls whom she was
wont to teach; and came away with a more brilliant impression of
their intelligence than she might have had; if she had not come to
them fresh from the Antipodes。
She had to tell Margaret all her impressions on her return; and very
pretty smiles repaid her commendations。 She understood better the
constant dwelling on the subject; as she perceived how little capable
Margaret was of any employment。 The book; the writing materials; and
work…basket were indeed placed by her side; but very seldom did the
feeble fingers engage in any of the occupations once so familiarnow
and then a pencilled note would be sent to Flora; or to Hector
Ernescliffe; or a few stitches be set in her work; or a page or two
turned of a book; but she was far more often perfectly still; living;
assuredly in no ordinary sphere of human life; but never otherwise
than cheerful; and open to the various tidings and interests which;
as Ethel had formerly said; shifted before her like scenes in a magic
lantern; and; perhaps; with less of substance than in those earlier
days; when her work among them was not yet done; and she was not; as
it were; set aside from them。 They were now little more than shadows
reflected from the world whence she was passing。
Yet her home was not sad。 When Dr。 Spencer came in the evening; and
old Edinburgh stories were discussed; Dr。 May talked with spirit; and
laughed with the merry note that Mrs。 Amott so well remembered; and
Meta Rivers chimed in with her gay; saucy repartees; nor; though
Richard was always silent; and Ethel's brow seemed to bear a weight
of thought; did it seem as if their spirits were depressed; while
there was certainly no restraint on the glee of Blanche; Aubrey; and
Gertrude; who were running into Margaret's room; and making as much
noise there as they chose。
Mrs。 Arnott was at home with the whole family from the first; and in
every one's confidence; but what she enjoyed above all was; the
sitting in Margaret's room in the morning; when there was no danger
of interruption; the three children being all safe captives to their
lessons; and Meta; in Richard's workshop; illuminating texts on zinc
scrolls for the church。
Margaret came out more in these interviews。 It had been a kind of
shyness that made her talk so exclusively of the church at the first
meeting; she had now felt her way; and knew againand realisedthe
same kind aunt with whom she had parted in her childhood; and now far
dearer; since she herself was better able to appreciate her; and with
a certain resemblance to her mother; that was unspeakably precious
and soothing to one deprived; as Margaret had been; at the
commencement of her illness and anxiety。
She could hardly see her aunt come near her; without thanking her for
having come home; and saying how every time she awoke it was with the
sense that something was comfortable; then remembering it was Aunt
Flora's being in the house。 She seemed to have a feeling; as if
telling everything to her aunt were like rendering up her account to
her mother; and; at different times; she related the whole; looking
back on the various decisions she had had to make or to influence;
and reviewing her own judgments; though often with self…blame; not
with acuteness of distress; but rather with a humble trust in the
Infinite Mercy that would atone for all shortcomings and infirmities;
truly sorrowed for。
On the whole it was a peaceful and grateful retrospect; the brothers
all doing so well in their several ways; and such a comfort to their
father。 Tom; concerning whom she had made the greatest mistake;
might be looked upon as rescued by Norman。 Aubrey; Margaret said;
smiling; was Ethel's child; and had long been off her mind; Hector;
to her quite a brother; would miss her almost more than her own
brothers; but good honest fellow; he had a home here; and; whispered
Margaret; smiling and glowing a little; 〃don't tell any one; for it
is a secret of secrets。 Hector told me one evening that; if he could
be very steady; he hoped he might yet have Blanche at Maplewood。
Poor little White Mayflower; it won't be for want of liking on her
part; and she so blushes and watches when Hector comes near; that I
sometimes think that he might have said something like it to her。〃
Mrs。 Arnott gave no opinion on the plan for Norman and Meta; but
Margaret; however; took all for granted; and expressed warm hopes for
their sakes; that they would go out with Mrs。 Arnott; then; when the
suggestion seemed to astonish her aunt; who thought they were waiting
for his ordination; she said; 〃The fact is; that he would like to be
ordained where he is to work; but I believe they do not like to say
anything about the wedding because of me。 Now; of all persons; I
must chiefly rejoice in what may help to teach in those islands。 I
cannot bear to be a hindrance。 Whatever happens; Aunt Flora; will
you take care that they know this?〃
As to her father; Margaret was at rest。 He had much more calmness
than when he was more new to grief; and could bear far more patiently
and hopefully than at first。 He lived more on his affections above;
and much as he loved those below; he did not rest in them as once;
and could better afford to have been removed。 〃Besides;〃 said
Margaret serenely; 〃it has been good for him to have been gradually
weaned from depending on