In the course of two months he went back to Woodlawn, leaving his father and mother to travel leisurely from place to place, as the still feeble state of the former would admit. "Lena, who had returned from Frankfort, trembled lest he should come to Maple Grove, but he seemed equally desirous of avoiding a meeting, and after lingering about Woodlawn for several days, he suddenly departed for Louisville, where, for a time, we leave him, while we follow the fortunes of others connected with our story.
CHAPTER XXIV.
JOHN JR. AND MABEL.
Time and absence had gradually softened John Jr."s feelings toward Nellie. She was not married to Mr. Wilbur--possibly she never would be--and if on her return to America he found her the same, he would lose no time in seeing her, and, if possible, secure her to himself. Such was the tenor of his thoughts, as on one bright morning in June he took his way to Lexington, whither he was going on business for his father. Before leaving the city, he rode down to the depot, as was his usual custom, reaching there just as the cars bound for Frankfort were rolling away. Upon the platform of the rear car stood an acquaintance of his, who called out, "Halloo, Livingstone, have you heard the news?"
"News, no. What news?" asked John Jr., following after the fast moving train.
"Bob Wilbur and Nellie Dougla.s.s are married," screamed the young man, who, having really heard of Mr. Wilbur"s marriage, supposed it must of course be with Nellie.
John Jr. had no doubt of it, and for a moment his heart fainted beneath the sudden blow. But he was not one to yield long to despair, and soon recovering from the first shock, he raved in uncontrollable fury, denouncing Nellie as worthless, fickle, and good for nothing, mentally wishing her much joy with her husband, who in the same breath he hoped "would break his confounded neck," and ending his tirade by solemnly vowing to offer himself to the first girl he met, whether black or white!
Full of this resolution he put spurs to Firelock and sped away over the turnpike, looking neither to the right nor the left, lest a chance should offer for the fulfillment of his vow. It was the dusk of evening when he reached home, and giving his horse into the care of a servant, he walked with rapid strides into the parlor, starting back as he saw Mabel Ross, who, for a few days past, had been visiting at Maple Grove.
"There"s no backing out," thought he. "It"s my destiny, and I"ll meet it like a man. Nellie spited me, and I"ll let her know how good it feels."
"Mabel," said he, advancing toward her, "will you marry me? Say yes or no quick."
This was not quite the kind of wooing which Mabel had expected. "Twas not what she read of in novels, but then it was in keeping with the rest of John Jr."s conduct, and very frankly and naturally she answered "Yes."
"Very well," said he, beginning to feel better already, and turning to leave the room--"Very well, you fix the day, and arrange it all yourself, only let it be very soon, for now I"ve made up my mind, I"m in a mighty hurry."
Mabel laughed, and hardly knowing whether he were in earnest or not, asked "if she should speak to the minister, too."
"Yes, no," said he. "Just tell mother, and she"ll fix it all right. Will you?"
And he walked away, feeling nothing, thinking nothing, except that he was engaged. Engaged! The very idea seemed to add new dignity to him, while it invested Mabel with a charm she had not hitherto possessed. John Jr. liked everything that belonged to him exclusively, and Mabel now was his--his wife she would be--and when next he met her in the drawing-room, his manner toward her was unusually kind, attracting the attention of his mother, who wondered at the change. One after another the family retired, until there was no one left in the parlor except Mabel and Mrs. Livingstone, who, as her husband chanced to be absent, had invited her young visitor to share her room. When they were alone, Mabel, with many blushes and a few tears, told of all that had occurred, except, indeed, of John"s manner of proposing, which she thought best not to confide to a third person.
Eagerly Mrs. Livingstone listened, mentally congratulating herself upon the completion of her plan without her further interference, wondering the while how it had been so suddenly brought about, and half trembling lest it should prove a failure after all. So when Mabel spoke of John Jr."s wish that the marriage should be consummated immediately, she replied, "Certainly--by all means. There is no necessity for delay. You can marry at once, and get ready afterwards. It is now the last of June. I had thought of going to Saratoga in July, and a bride is just the thing to give eclat to our party."
"But," answered Mabel, who hardly fancied a wedding without all the usual preparations, which she felt she should enjoy so much, "I cannot think of being married until October, when Nellie perhaps will be here."
Nellie"s return was what Mrs. Livingstone dreaded, and very ingeniously she set herself at work to put aside Mabel"s objections, succeeding so far that the young girl promised compliance with whatever she should think proper. The next morning, as John Jr. was pa.s.sing through the hall, she called him into her room, delicately broaching the subject of his engagement, saying she knew he could not help loving a girl possessed of so many excellent qualities as Mabel Ross. Very patiently John Jr. heard her until she came to speak of love. Then, in much louder tones than newly engaged men are apt to speak of their betrothed, he exclaimed, "Love! Fudge! If you think I"m marrying Mabel for love, you are greatly mistaken, I like her, but love is out of the question."
"Pray what are you marrying her for? Her property?"
"Property!" repeated John, with a sneer, "I"ve seen the effect of marrying for property, and I trust I"m not despicable enough to try it for myself. No, madam, I"m not marrying her for money--but to spite Nellie Dougla.s.s, if you must know the reason. I"ve loved her as I shall never again love womankind, but she cheated me. She"s married to Robert Wilbur, and now I"ve too much spirit to have her think I care. If she can marry, so can I--she isn"t the only girl in the world--and when I heard what she had done, I vowed I"d offer myself to the first female I saw. As good or bad luck would have it, "twas Mabel, who you know said yes, of course, for I verily believe she likes me far better than I deserve. What kind of a husband I shall make, the Lord only knows, but I"m in for it. My word is pa.s.sed, and the sooner you get us tied together the better, but for heaven"s sake, don"t go to making a great parade. Mabel has no particular home. She"s here now, and why not let the ceremony take place here. But fix it to suit yourselves, only don"t let me hear you talking about it, for fear I"ll get sick of the whole thing."
This was exactly what Mrs. Livingstone desired. She had the day before been to Frankfort herself, learning from Mrs. Atkins of Mr. Wilbur"s marriage with the English girl. She knew her son was deceived, and it was highly necessary that he should continue so. She felt sure that neither her daughters, Mabel, nor "Lena knew of Mr. Wilbur"s marriage, and she resolved they should not. It was summer, and as many of their city friends had left Frankfort for places of fashionable resort, they received but few calls; and by keeping them at home until the wedding was over, she trusted that all would be safe in that quarter. Durward, too, was fortunately absent, so she only had to deal with Mabel and John Jr. The first of these she approached very carefully, casually telling her of Mr. Wilbur"s marriage, and then hastily adding, "But pray don"t speak of it to any one, as there are special reasons why it should not at present be discussed. Sometime I may tell you the reason."
Mabel wondered why so small a matter should be a secret, but Mrs. Livingstone had requested her to keep silence and that was a sufficient reason why she should do so. The next step was to win her consent for the ceremony to take place there, and in the course of three weeks, saying that it was her son"s wish. But on this point she found more difficulty than she had antic.i.p.ated, for Mabel shrank from being married at the house of his father.
"It didn"t look right," said she, "and she knew Mr. Dougla.s.s would not object to having it there."
Mrs. Livingstone knew so, too, but there was too much danger in such an arrangement, and she replied, "Of course not, if you request it, but will it be quite proper for you to ask him to be at all that trouble when Nellie is gone, and there is no one at home to superintend?"
So after a time Mabel was convinced, thinking, though, how differently everything was turning out from what she expected. Three weeks from that night was fixed upon for the bridal, to which but few were to be invited, for Mrs. Livingstone did not wish to call forth remark.
"Everything should be done quietly and in order," she said, "and then, when autumn came, she would give a splendid party in honor of the bride."
Mr. Dougla.s.s, when told of the coming event by Mrs. Livingstone, who would trust no one else, expressed much surprise, saying he greatly preferred that the ceremony should take place at his own house.
"Of course," returned the oily-tongued woman, "of course you had, but even a small wedding party is a vast amount of trouble, and in Nellie"s absence you would be disturbed. Were she here I would not say a word, but now I insist upon having it my own way, and indeed, I think my claim upon Mabel is the strongest."
Silenced, but not quite convinced, Mr. Dougla.s.s said no more, thinking, meanwhile, that if he only could afford it, Mabel should have a wedding worthy of her. But he could not; he was poor, and hence Mrs. Livingstone"s arguments prevailed the more easily. Fortunately for her, John Jr. manifested no inclination to go out at all. A kind of torpor seemed to have settled upon him, and day after day he remained at home, sometimes in a deep study in his own room, and sometimes sitting in the parlor, where his very unlover-like deportment frequently brought tears to Mabel"s eyes, while Carrie loudly denounced him as the most clownish fellow she ever saw.
"I hope you"ll train him, Mabel," said she, "for he needs it. He ought to have had Nellie Dougla.s.s. She"s a match for him. Why didn"t you have her, John?"
With a face dark as night, he angrily requested Carrie "to mind her own business," saying "he was fully competent to take charge of himself, without the interference of either wife or sister."
"Oh, what if he should look and talk so to me!" thought Mabel, shuddering as a dim foreboding of her sad future came over her.
"Lena who understood John Jr. better than any one else, saw that all was not right. She knew how much he had loved Nellie; she believed he loved her still; and why should he marry another? She could not tell, and as he withheld his confidence from her, appearing unusually moody and cross, she dared not approach him. At last, having an idea of what she wanted, and willing to give her a chance, he one day, when they were alone, abruptly asked her what she thought of his choice.
"If you ask me what I think of Mabel," said she, "I answer that I esteem her very highly, and the more I know her the better I love her. Still, I never thought she would be your wife."
"Ah--indeed!--never thought she would, hey?" answered John, beginning to grow crusty, and elevating his feet to the top of the mantel. "You see now what thought did; but what is your objection to her?"
"Nothing, nothing," returned "Lena. "Mabel is amiable, gentle, and confiding, and will try to be a good wife."
"What the deuce are you grumbling for, then?" interrupted John Jr. "Do you want me yourself? If you do, just say the word, and it shall be done! I"m bound to be married, and I"d sooner have you than anybody else. Come, what do you say?"
"Lena smiled, while she disclaimed any intention toward her cousin, who, resuming the position which in his excitement he had slightly changed, continued: "I have always dealt fairly with you, "Lena, and now I tell you truly, I have no particular love for Mabel, although I intend making her my wife, and heartily wish she was so now."
"Lena started, and clasping John"s arm, exclaimed, "Marry Mabel and not love her! You cannot be in earnest. You will not do her so great a wrong--you shall not."
"I don"t know how you"ll help it, unless you meddle with what does not concern you," said John. "I am doing her no wrong, I never told her I loved her--never acted as though I did, and if she is content to have me on such terms, it"s n.o.body"s business. She loves me half to death, and if the old adage be true that love begets love, I shall learn to love her, and when I do I"ll let you know."
So saying, the young man shook down his pants, which had become disarranged, and walked away, leaving "Lena to wonder what course she had better pursue. Once she resolved on telling Mabel all that had pa.s.sed between them, but the next moment convinced her that, as he had said, she would be meddling, so she decided to say nothing, silently hoping that affairs would turn out better than she feared.
It was Mabel"s wish that "Lena and Anna should be her bridesmaids, Durward and Malcolm officiating as groomsmen, and as Mr. Bellmont was away, she wrote to him requesting his attendance, but saying she had not yet mentioned the subject to "Lena. Painful as was the task of being thus a.s.sociated with "Lena, Durward felt that to refuse might occasion much remark, so he wrote to Mabel that "he would comply with her request, provided Miss Rivers were willing."
"Of course she"s willing," said Mabel to herself, at the same time running with the letter to "Lena, who, to her utter astonishment, not only refused outright, but also declined giving any particular reason for her doing so. "Carrie will suit him much better than I," said she, but unfortunately, Carrie, who chanced to be present, half hidden in the recess of a window, indignantly declined "going Jack-at-a-pinch" with any one, so Mabel was obliged to content herself with Anna and Mr. Everett.
But here a new difficulty arose, for Mrs. Livingstone declared that the latter should not be invited, and Anna, in a fit of anger, insisted that if he were not good enough to be present, neither was she, and she should accordingly remain in her own room. Poor Mabel burst into tears, and when, a few moments afterward, John Jr. appeared, asking what ailed her, she hid her face in his bosom and sobbed like a child. Then, frightened at her own temerity, for he gave her no answering caress, she lifted up her head, while with a quizzical expression John Jr. said, "So-ho, Meb, seems to me you"ve taken to crying on my jacket a little in advance. But what"s the matter?"
In a few words Mabel told him how everything went wrong, how neither "Lena, Carrie, nor Anna would be her bridesmaids, and how Anna wouldn"t see her married because Malcolm was not invited.
"I can manage that," said John Jr. "Mr. Everett shall be invited, so just shut up crying, for if there"s anything I detest, it"s a woman"s sniveling;" and he walked off thinking he had begun just as he meant to hold out.
CHAPTER XXV.
THE BRIDAL.
"Twas Mabel"s wedding night, and in one of the upper rooms of Mr. Livingstone"s house she stood awaiting the summons to the parlor. They had arrayed her for the bridal; Mrs. Livingstone, Carrie, "Lena, Anna, and the seamstress, all had had something to do with her toilet, and now they had left her for a time with him who was so soon to be her husband. She knew--for they had told her--she was looking uncommonly well. Her dress, of pure white satin, was singularly becoming; pearls were interwoven in the heavy braids of her raven hair; the fleecy folds of the rich veil, which fell like a cloud around her, swept the floor. In her eye there was an unusual sparkle and on her cheek an unwonted bloom.
Still Mabel was not happy. There was a heavy pain at her heart--a foreboding of coming evil--and many an anxious glance she cast toward the stern, silent man, who, with careless tread, walked up and down the room, utterly regardless of her presence, and apparently absorbed in bitter reflections. Once only had she ventured to speak, and then, in childlike simplicity, she had asked him "how she looked."
"Well enough," was his answer, as, without raising his eyes, he continued his walk.
The tears gathered in Mabel"s eyes--she could not help it; drop after drop they came, falling upon the marble table, until John Jr., who saw more than he pretended, came to her side, asking "why she wept."
Mabel was beginning to be terribly afraid of him, and for a moment she hesitated, but at length, summoning all her courage, she wound her arms about his neck, and in low, earnest tones said, "Tell me truly, do you wish to marry me?"
"And suppose I do not?" he asked, with the same stony composure.
Stepping backward, Mabel stood proudly erect before him, and answered, "Then would I die rather than wed you!"
There was something in her appearance and att.i.tude peculiarly attractive to John Jr. Never in his life had he felt so much interested in her, and drawing her toward him and placing his arm around her, he said, gently, "Be calm, little Meb, you are nervous to-night. Of course I wish you to be my wife, else I had not asked you. Are you satisfied?"
The joyous glance of the dark eyes lifted so confidingly to his, was a sufficient answer, and as if conscious of the injustice he was about to do her, John Jr. bent for an instant over her slight figure, mentally resolving, that so far as in him lay he would be true to his trust. There was a knock at the door, and Mrs. Livingstone herself looked in, pale, anxious, and expectant. Mr. Dougla.s.s, who was among the invited guests, had arrived, and must have an interview with John Jr. ere the ceremony. "Twas in vain she attempted politely to waive his request. He would see him, and distracted with fear, she had at last conducted him into the upper hall, and out upon an open veranda, where in the moonlight he awaited the coming of the bridegroom, who, with some curiosity, approached him, asking what he wanted.
"It may seem strange to you," said Mr. Dougla.s.s, "that I insist upon seeing you now, when another time might do as well, but I believe in having a fair understanding all round."
"Meddling old rascal!" exclaimed Mrs. Livingstone, who, of course, was within hearing, bending her ears so as not to lose a word.
But in this she was thwarted, for drawing nearer to John Jr., Mr. Dougla.s.s said, so low as to prevent her catching anything further, save the sound of his voice: "I do not accuse you of being at all mercenary, but such things have been, and there has something come to my knowledge to-day, which I deem it my duty to tell you, so that hereafter you can neither blame me nor Mabel."
"What is it?" asked John Jr., and Mr. Dougla.s.s replied, "To be brief, then, Mabel"s large fortune is, with the exception of a few thousands, of which I have charge, all swept away by the recent failure of the Planters" Bank, in which it was invested. I heard of it this morning, and determined on telling you, knowing that if you loved her for herself, it would make no difference, while if you loved her for her money, it were far better to stop here."
Nothing could have been further from John"s thoughts than a desire for Mabel"s wealth, which, precious as it seemed in his mother"s eyes, was valueless to him, and after a moment"s silence, in which he was thinking what a rich disappointment it would be to his mother, who, he knew, prized Mabel only for her money, he exclaimed, "Good, I"m glad of it. I never sought Mabel"s hand for what there was in it, and I"m more ready to marry her now than ever. But," he added, as a sudden impulse of good came over him, "She need not know it; it would trouble her uselessly, and for the present we"ll keep it from her."
John Jr. had always been a puzzle to Mr. Dougla.s.s, who by turns censured and admired him, but now there was but one feeling in his bosom toward him, and that was one of unbounded respect. With a warm pressure of the hand he turned away, thinking, perchance, of his fair young daughter, who, far away o"er the Atlantic waves, little dreamed of the scene on which that summer moon was shining. As the conference ended; Mrs. Livingstone, who had learned nothing, glided, from her hiding-place, eagerly scanning her son"s face to see if there was aught to justify her fears. But there was nothing, and with her heart beating at its accustomed pace, she descended the stairs in time to meet Durward, who, having reached Woodlawn that day, had not heard of "Lena"s decision.
"This way, Marster Bellmont--upstars is the gentleman"s room," said the servant in attendance, and ascending the stairs, Durward met with Anna, asking her for her cousin.
"In there--go in," said Anna, pointing to a half-open door, and then hurrying away to meet Malcolm, whose coming she had seen from the window.
Hesitatingly, Durward approached the chamber indicated, and as his knock met with no response, he ventured at last to enter unannounced into the presence of "Lena, whom he had not met since that well-remembered night. Tastefully attired for the wedding in a simple white muslin, she sat upon a little stool with her face buried in the cushions of the sofa. She had heard his voice in the lower hall, and knowing she must soon meet him, she had for a moment abandoned herself to the tumult of bitter thoughts, which came sweeping over her in that trying hour. She was weeping--he knew that by the trembling of her body--and for an instant everything was forgotten.
Advancing softly toward her, he was about to lay his hand upon those cl.u.s.tering curls which fell unheeded around her, when the thought that from among them had been cut the hated tress which his mother had cast into the flames, arrested his hand, and he was himself again. Forcing down his emotion, he said, calmly, "Miss Rivers," and starting quickly to her feet, "Lena demanded proudly what he would have, and why he was there.
"Pardon me," said he, as he marked her haughty bearing and glanced at her dress, which was hardly in accordance with that of a bridesmaid; "I supposed I was to be groomsman--am I mistaken?"
"So far as I am concerned you are, sir. I knew nothing of Mabel"s writing to you, or I should have prevented it, for after what has occurred, you cannot deem me weak enough to lend myself to such an arrangement."
And "Lena walked out of the room, while Durward looked after her in amazement, one moment admiring her spirit, and the next blaming Mabel for not informing him how matters stood. "But there"s no help for it now," thought he, as he descended the stairs and made his way into the parlor, whither "Lena had preceded him.
And thus ended an interview of which "Lena had thought so much, hoping and praying that it might result in a reconciliation. But it was all over now--the breach was wider than ever--with half-benumbed faculties she leaned on the window, unconscious of the earnest desire he felt to approach her, for there was about her a strange fascination which it required all his power to resist.
When at last all was in readiness, a messenger was dispatched to John Jr., who, without a word, offered his arm to Mabel, and descending the broad staircase, they stood within the parlor in the spot which had been a.s.signed them. Once during the ceremony he raised his eyes, encountering those of "Lena, fixed upon him so reproachfully that with a scowl he turned away. Mechanically he went through with his part of the service, betraying no emotion whatever, until the solemn words which made them one were uttered. Then, when it was over--when he was bound to her forever--he seemed suddenly to awake from his apathy and think of what he had done. Crowding around him, they came with words of congratulation--all but "Lena, who tarried behind, for she had none to give. Wretched as she was herself, she pitied the frail young bride, whose half-joyous, half-timid glances toward the frigid bridegroom, showed that already was she sipping from the bitter cup whose very dregs she was destined to drain.
In the recess of a window near to John Jr., Mr. Dougla.s.s and Durward stood, speaking together of Nellie, and though John shrank from the sound of her name, his hearing faculties seemed unusually sharpened, and he lost not a word of what they were saying.
"So Nellie is coming home in the autumn, I am told," said Durward, "and I am glad of it, for I miss her much. But what is it about Mr. Wilbur"s marriage. Wasn"t it rather unexpected?"
"No, not very. Nellie knew before she went that he was engaged to Miss Allen, but at his sister"s request she kept it still. He found her at a boarding-school in Montreal, several years ago."
"Will they remain in Europe?"
"For a time, at least, until Mary is better--but Nellie comes home with some friends from New Haven, whom she met in Paris;" then in a low tone Mr. Dougla.s.s added, "I almost dread the effect of this marriage upon her, for I am positive she liked him better than anyone else."
The little white, blue-veined hand which rested on that of John Jr., was suddenly pressed so spasmodically, that Mabel looked up inquiringly in the face which had no thought for her, for Mr. Dougla.s.s"s words had fallen upon him like a thunderbolt, crushing him to the earth, and for a moment rendering him powerless. Instantly he comprehended it all. He had deceived himself, and by his impetuous haste lost all that he held most dear on earth. There was a cry of faintness, a grasping at empty s.p.a.ce to keep from falling, and then forth into the open air they led the half-fainting man, followed by his frightened bride, who tenderly bathed his damp, cold brow, unmindful how he shrank from her, shuddering as he felt the touch of her soft hand, and motioning her aside when she stooped to part from his forehead the heavy locks of his hair.
That night, the pale starlight of another hemisphere kept watch over a gentle girl, who "neath the blue skies of sunny France, dreamed of her distant home across the ocean wave; of the gray-haired man, who, with every morning light and evening shade, blessed her as his child; of another, whose image was ever present with her, whom from her childhood she had loved, and whom neither time nor distance could efface from her memory.
Later, and the silvery moon looked mournfully down upon the white, haggard face and heavy bloodshot eye of him who counted each long, dreary hour as it pa.s.sed by, cursing the fate which had made him what he was, and unjustly hardening his heart against his innocent unsuspecting wife.
CHAPTER XXVI.
MARRIED LIFE.
For a short time after their marriage, John Jr. treated Mabel with at least a show of attention, but he was not one to act long as he did not feel. Had Nellie been, indeed, the wife of another, he might in time have learned to love Mabel as she deserved, but now her presence only served to remind him of what he had lost, and at last he began to shun her society, never seeming willing to be left with her alone, and either repulsing or treating with indifference the many little acts of kindness which her affectionate nature prompted. To all this Mabel was not blind, and when once she began to suspect her true position, it was easy for her to fancy slights where none were intended.
Thus, ere she had been two months a wife, her life was one of constant unhappiness, and, as a matter of course, her health, which had been much improved, began to fail. Her old racking headaches returned with renewed force, confining her for whole days to her room, where she lay listening in vain for the footsteps which never came, and tended only by "Lena, who in proportion as the others neglected her, clung to her more and more. The trip to Saratoga was given up, John Jr. in the bitterness of his disappointment bitterly refusing to go, and saying there was nothing sillier than for a newly-married couple to go riding around the country, disgusting sensible people with their fooleries. So with a burst of tears Mabel yielded and her bridal tour extended no further than Frankfort, whither her husband did once accompany her, dining out even then with an old schoolmate whom he chanced to meet, and almost forgetting to call at Mr. Dougla.s.s"s for Mabel when it was time to return home.
Erelong, too, another source of trouble arose, which shipwrecked entirely the poor bride"s happiness. By some means or other it at last came to Mrs. Livingstone"s knowledge that Mabel"s fortune was not only all gone, but that her son had known it in time to prevent his marrying her. Owing to various losses her own property had for a few years past been gradually diminishing, and when she found that Mabel"s fortune, which she leaned upon as an all-powerful prop, was swept away, it was more than she could bear peaceably; and in a fit of disappointed rage she a.s.sailed her son, reproaching him with bringing disgrace upon the family by marrying a poor, homely, sickly girl, who would be forever incurring expense without any means of paying it! For once, however, she found her match, for in good round terms John Jr. bade her "go to thunder," his favorite point of destination for his particular friends, at the same time saying, "he didn"t care a dime for Mabel"s money. It was you," said he, "who kept your eye on that, aiding and abetting the match, and now that you are disappointed, I"m heartily glad of it."
"But who is going to pay for her board," asked Mrs. Livingstone. "You"ve no means of earning it, and I hope you don"t intend to sponge out of me, for I think I"ve enough paupers on my hands already!"
"Board!" roared John Jr. in a towering pa.s.sion. "While you thought her rich, you gave no heed to board or anything else; and since she has become poor, I do not think her appet.i.te greatly increased. You taunt me, too, with having no means of earning my own living. Whose fault is it?--tell me that. Haven"t you always opposed my having a profession? Didn"t you pet and baby "Johnny" when a boy, keeping him always at your ap.r.o.n strings, and now that he"s a man, he"s not to be turned adrift. No, madam, I shall stay, and Mabel, too, just as long as I please."
Gaining no satisfaction from him, Mrs. Livingstone turned her battery upon poor Mabel, treating her with shameful neglect, intimating that she was in the way; that the house was full, and that she never supposed John was going to settle down at home for her to support; he was big enough to look after himself, and if he chose to marry a wife who had nothing, why let them go to work, as other folks did.