Wives and Daughters: An Every-Day Story - Page 62/572

"Well, well, I submit. I am a woman. Molly, thou art a woman! Go and

order some strawberries and cream for this father of yours. Such

humble offices fall within the province of women. Strawberries and

cream are all kindness and no common sense, for they'll give him a

horrid fit of indigestion."

"Please speak for yourself, Mrs. Hamley," said Molly, merrily.

"I ate--oh, such a great basketful yesterday, and the squire went

himself to the dairy and brought out a great bowl of cream, when he

found me at my busy work. And I'm as well as ever I was, to-day, and

never had a touch of indigestion near me."

"She's a good girl," said her father, when she had danced out of

hearing. The words were not quite an inquiry, he was so certain of

his answer. There was a mixture of tenderness and trust in his eyes,

as he awaited the reply, which came in a moment.

"She's a darling. I cannot tell you how fond the Squire and I are of

her; both of us. I am so delighted to think she isn't to go away for

a long time. The first thing I thought of this morning when I wakened

up, was that she would soon have to return to you, unless I could

persuade you into leaving her with me a little longer. And now she

must stay--oh, two months at least."

It was quite true that the Squire had become very fond of Molly. The

charm of having a young girl dancing and singing inarticulate ditties

about the house and garden, was indescribable in its novelty to him.

And then Molly was so willing and so wise; ready both to talk and to

listen at the right times. Mrs. Hamley was quite right in speaking

of her husband's fondness for Molly. But either she herself chose a

wrong time for telling him of the prolongation of the girl's visit,

or one of the fits of temper to which he was liable, but which he

generally strove to check in the presence of his wife, was upon him;

at any rate, he received the news in anything but a gracious frame of

mind.

"Stay longer! Did Gibson ask for it?"

"Yes! I don't see what else is to become of her; Miss Eyre away and

all. It's a very awkward position for a motherless girl like her to

be at the head of a household with two young men in it."

"That's Gibson's look-out; he should have thought of it before taking

pupils, or apprentices, or whatever he calls them."

"My dear Squire! why, I thought you'd be as glad as I was--as I am to

keep Molly. I asked her to stay for an indefinite time; two months at

least."