Jane was seated before the tea equipage at the head of the long breakfast table. Molly was helping3 her brothers and sisters to porridge, cups of milk, and bread and jam, in her usual deft4 fashion. Jane raised her eyes and encountered the brown ones of Molly.
"Well, Jane," said the young girl in a steady voice; "what is the news?"
"It's for you all to know, my dears," said Jane Macalister in a steady voice. "Your mother has asked me to break it to you all. It's just a question whether you shall all hear it together, or whether Molly shall hear it by herself first. I think Molly must decide that point."
"I'll hear it with the others," said Molly.
"Perhaps it is not such news to Nell and me as you think," she said. "Anyhow, we are prepared to hear it."
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"It's 'perhaps' come true," said Nell in a faint voice, looking at Molly with the ghost of a smile.
"Dear, dear," exclaimed Kitty, "whatever it is, let's out with it. I don't suppose we are a set of cowards, any of us. I'm going to guess what it is beforehand; it's that father's mare6 has broken her knees; that's about the worst thing that could happen. Father sent for the mare to London a week ago; don't you remember, Guy, and when he was riding her in the park she fell and broke her knees; that's it, you bet."
"Do shut up," exclaimed Guy.
Under no other possible circumstances would Kitty have dared to say "you bet" in the presence of Jane Macalister.
"Well, my dears," said poor Jane, looking round at all the eager faces, "I'd better read your mother's letter aloud. I've read it three times to myself, and have got over the choky business; so now I can read it aloud without breaking down. This is what your mother says, children. If I stand up, my loves, you'll all hear it better."
Jane Macalister stood up at the end of the long table. All the children dropped their spoons, and knives, and forks, as they listened to her.
"My Dear Jane," she began.
Here she paused.
"Your mother and I," she said, "have been Jane and Lucy to each other ever since we were children."
"Who cares about that rot now?" murmured angry Kitty. Harry8 gave her a pinch which make her scream.
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"You shut up," she said back to him. "I must say something or I'll 'splode."
"My Dear Jane," continued the governess,
"I must ask you to break the news as you best can to the poor children. The Squire9 and I have done all that lay in the power of mortals to avert10 the blow. But it has been God's will that we should not succeed. You can tell Molly by-and-by how it is that her dear father has got into such terrible money difficulties, but now the all-important thing for the children to know is this.... The Towers is sold, and we must all go away from the dear home we have loved so long. The Squire is terribly upset, and cannot bring himself to come back just at once, but I am returning to-morrow. There is nothing for us now but to bear up and make the best of things. It is not so hard on any of us as it is on the Squire.—Believe me, dear Jane, your affectionate friend,
"Lucy Lorrimer."
There was dead silence after the letter had been read. Then quite suddenly the terrible and unexpected sound of Nell's weeping filled the room.
She hid her head on Molly's shoulder and moaned in the most broken-hearted way. Boris, too, looked very pale. He remembered the pressure of the hand which had held his the night before. He heard the words which were commonplace enough, once again, and he saw the haggard lines round the lips and round the kindly12 eyes.
Boris slipped away from his own side of the table. He went up to Nell and began to kiss her.
"I know," he said. "I understand. I saw him, too; but he'll be all right by-and-by. It's like a big battle, but he'll not flinch13; father's made of the stuff that soldiers have in them. He'll be all right by-and-by."
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"I wish you'd let me look at that letter, Jane Macalister," said Guy.
Guy was the heir of the Towers. It was his property and all his future, which that letter seemed suddenly to deprive him of. He was the last boy in the world to think first of himself; but now his head did feel a little dizzy. If, it seemed to him up to this moment, there was a solid fact in all the world, it was that in due time he should step into his father's shoes and become Squire Lorrimer of the Towers.
Molly instantly understood the tone of Guy's voice. She started up, and going to Jane took the letter; then she went to Guy, and put her arm round his neck.
"Let's come into the garden and read it together," she said.
He stumbled up and went with her as if he were blind. They went out through the open window and down the lawn, and Molly read the letter aloud once again.
"Well, it's all up," she said when she had finished. "I have been expecting it for a long time—a long time; haven't you, Guy?"
"No," answered Guy. "That's the awful part to me; it's such a sudden blow. I knew, of course, there were money difficulties; but, then, somehow or other, most fellows' fathers seem to have got them; and I was so busy with my books and keeping ahead of the other fellows in form that I didn't fret14 specially15. I never wanted to think of myself specially; but sometimes the thought used to cross my mind that there might be a difficulty about my going to Cambridge by-and-by, and, of course, I knew that Eton [Pg 165]was quite out of the question; but that was the worst, the very worst, that I thought could happen to me, and now—now."
"Poor Guy," said Molly. "You'll never be Squire Lorrimer of the Towers."
"Oh, of course, that doesn't matter," said Guy, in a would-be careless tone. "They can never take my real birthright from me. I'm the son of a gentleman, and I come of the real old stock. It's thinking of father that floors me, though, Molly. Why, this will just kill him."
"How did he contrive17 to get into a scrape of this sort? I'm sure we never were extravagant18; we didn't care a bit what we wore nor what we ate; and I know the grammar school at Nortonbury is cheap enough, and I really don't think Jane Macalister gets ten pounds a year. I'm sure she never has a new rag to her back; and as to you girls, of course I'm not blind; but if you were dressed like other fellows' sisters, you and Nora would look far and away the prettiest girls in the place."
"No, no, that's humbug," said downright Molly. "I'm not a bit pretty, and what's more I don't want to be. Of course, Nora is different. I acknowledge that she has a beautiful face."
"And you acknowledge another thing," said Guy; "that very little money has been spent. How in the world has father got into this scrape?"
"Well, of course, we can't understand that," said Molly; "only I think I can guess a little bit. Of course, these are bad times for all landlords, and half the farmers don't pay their rents properly; and you remember, Guy, last autumn, the lease of the Sunny [Pg 166]Side farm fell in, and father hasn't been able to let it since, because the whole place is so fearfully out of repair that no one will take it until it is put in order; but the real thing which has made it necessary to sell the Towers is, that father went security a long time ago for a very large sum of money, and all the other sureties have died or lost their money, and so father has to pay. I know there was a great fear of that, because mother told me of it more than a year ago. She said that father always intended, if the worst came, to try and borrow the money. I suppose he has failed to do so, and that must be the reason why the Towers has to be sold."
"It's a bad business," said Guy, "and I can't realise it a bit yet; of course we young ones must be as plucky19 as we can about it, that goes without saying, but I can't take it in yet. I'm glad it's holiday time, and I needn't go to school. I couldn't face the other fellows just for a bit."
"I know you'll be splendid about it, Guy darling," said Molly looking affectionately at her brother; "and now do you mind coming with me to the Grange, for, of course, poor Nonie must be told? We won't stay there long, for we must do what we can to help mother when she comes home."
"Yes, I'll come with you," said Guy; "we'd best start at once, it's not too early."
"Stay where you are, then, for a moment," said Molly. "I'll run into the house and tell them we are going."
Nell was lying on a sofa with a shawl over her, and Jane Macalister was sitting by her side and [Pg 167]holding her hand. Harry, Boris, and Kitty were standing21 in a little knot by the open window eagerly discussing a subject which was causing them intense pain, and obliging them to use many bickering22 words. They were feverishly23 anxious about the removal of their several pets.
"I know the big rabbit will die," exclaimed Boris. "Unless we can take the hutch which is built into the wall he'll die. He never will sleep anywhere except in that one corner of his hutch. It makes him ill, I know it does, to sleep anywhere else. He'll die if he's moved."
"No he won't die," said Kitty roundly; "rabbits have got no souls, and you can't be affectionate and fond of a thing if you haven't got a soul."
"Oh, what a lie," interrupted Harry; "and you mean to tell me that my dormice aren't fond of me, and that they don't prefer me to you—you clumsy monkey."
Kitty looked nonplussed24 for a moment.
"That's only because you feed them," she said then. "If you didn't feed them, they'd love me just as well. Ah, yah; who's right? You can't answer me now, can you? It's only cupboard-love animals have got, and that proves that they have no souls."
"It seems to me," said Harry, in a would-be sarcastic25 voice, "that very much the same thing may be said of some girls. Who caught you stealing a peach a week ago? Ha, ha, Miss Kitty."
"Oh, for pity's sake, children, don't quarrel," exclaimed Molly.
"That's what I'm telling 'em," said Boris in a tearful voice; "and I think my big rabbit has a soul, and I'm awful 'feared it will kill him if he leaves his corner of the hutch."
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"Jane," interrupted Molly, "Guy and I are going over to the Grange to tell poor Nora about mother's letter, but we'll both be home before mother returns."
"Very well, my dear," replied Jane Macalister. "You'd better not have Nora back, though, Molly, for she's quite certain not to be sensible about matters, and that's the only thing left to us now. For heaven's sake, I say, let us keep our senses and not give way to sentiment at a crisis like this. Go, my dear; tell her that she must take it in a quiet, matter-of-fact way, and not consider herself in the very least. The Squire and your mother, and Guy are the three victims; the rest of us are of no consequence; go, Molly."
Jane blew her nose very hard after uttering this oration26, and there were suspicious red rims27 round her eyes.
Molly joined Guy, and they started on their walk to the Grange.
Guy had now quite got over the stunned28 feeling which oppressed him. There was a great deal of grit29 in all the Lorrimers, and Guy and Molly had both even a larger amount of this most valuable quality than the younger children. The ground, therefore, no longer swam under the brave boy's feet, and Molly, now that she was obliged to act, and now that she knew exactly what was going to happen, felt really less unhappy than before the blow had fallen.
It was little after ten o clock when the children reached the Grange. They found Hester and Annie out in the garden picking flowers, and Nora, looking very happy and very pretty in her new pink cambric, was lying under a shady tree on the lawn.
"Hullo, what have you come over so early for?" [Pg 169]she asked of the two, as, dusty and hot, they came up to her side. Mrs. Willis was sitting near Nora, and reading aloud to her. Nora felt immensely flattered by her attentions, and yet at the same time not absolutely at home with her. Mrs. Willis could read character at a glance. She had taken an immense fancy to Molly, and pitied Nora without admiring her.
"She is a shallow little thing," she murmured to herself. "Pretty, of course, but nothing will ever make her either great or wise. Sweet Molly is one of the angels of the world."
She rose now to greet the brother and sister as they approached. The trouble round Guy's handsome eyes was not lost upon her. Poor Molly looked untidy, and quite worn and old.
"Oh, how the ball has fagged you!" exclaimed Nora; "see how fresh I am, and kind Mrs. Willis is reading me a charming story."
"I won't read any more at present, my dear," said Mrs. Willis, "as no doubt your brother and sister want to talk to you."
"Oh, I'm sure they don't," said Nora; "they can't have anything at all particular to say, and I am so immensely interested. I want to know how Lucile conquered her difficulties with the French grammar. I have such a fellow feeling for her, for I always detest30 grammar. Please, Mrs. Willis, don't go away."
"I'll come back presently," said Mrs. Willis; she crossed the lawn as she spoke, leaving the fascinating book open on Nora's sofa.
"How tiresome31 of you both to come and interrupt," said Nora in her crossest tone. "Molly, you look positively32 dishevelled; and Guy, you needn't [Pg 170]wear those worn-out tennis shoes when you come to the Grange. You really, neither of you, have the least idea of what is due to our position."
"Our position be hanged," growled33 Guy. "Look here, we have come to say something, and as it's particularly unpleasant, you had better listen as quietly as you can."
"Then I'm sure I don't want to hear it; I hate and detest unpleasant things. You know I do, don't you, Molly?"
"Yes, darling," said Molly, kneeling down by her; "but sometimes bad things must come and we must be brave and bear them."
She knelt down by Nora as she spoke, and laid her hot, and not too clean hand, on Nora's pretty fresh sleeve.
"I do think its unkind of you to rumple34 up my frock like that," said Nora; "if you don't care to look nice, I do, and if you've got unpleasant news, you shouldn't tell it to me; for the doctor says that I'm not to be worried at present. I'm getting well nicely, but I'll be thrown back awfully if I'm worried."
"That can't be helped," said Guy in a firm voice. "Sometimes unpleasant things have to be borne. It's no worse for you than for the others."
"Oh, Nonie, Nonie," sobbed Molly, burying her head on her sister's shoulder; "it's this, it's this: Guy, you mustn't be cruel; remember she is weak. Nora, darling, we wouldn't tell you if we could help it, but you must know, because everyone else will know. The Towers is sold. The dear old home is ours no longer. We are not the Lorrimers of the Towers any more."
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