Demos by George Gissing
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'I don't know what to say. It's more than I can take into my head.' 'You're not going to say, like mother did, that it was the worst piece of news she'd ever heard?' 'Your mother said that?' Emma was startled. Had her thought passed lightly over some danger? She examined her mind rapidly. 'I suppose she said it,' Richard explained, 'just because she didn't know what else to say, that's about the truth. But there certainly is one thing I'm a little anxious about, myself. I don't care for either Alice or 'Arry to know the details of this windfall. They won't come in for their share till they're of age, and it's just as well they should think it's only a moderate little sum. So don't talk about it, Emma.' The girl was still musing on Mrs. Mutimer's remark; she merely shook her head. 'You didn't think you were going to marry a man with his thousands and be a lady? Well, I shall have more to say in a day or two. But at present my idea is that mother and the rest of them shall go into a larger house, and that you and Kate and Jane shall take our place. I don't know how long it'll be before those Eldon people can get out of Wanley Manor, but as soon as they do, why then there's nothing to prevent you and me going into it. Will that suit you, Em?' |
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