The Argosy — page 104: what you’re looking at

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The Story of Charles Strange. 89 Chart Rx MRS, BRIGHTMAN. <‘ Sur this coms hoppin youle excuse blundurs bein no skollerd sur missis is worse and if youle com ive got som things to tell you I darnt keep um any longer your unbil servint emma hatch but doant say to peri as i sent.” This remarkable missive was delivered to me by the late afternoon post. The schoolmaster must have been abroad when Hatch received her education. I had intended to spend the evening with Blanche. It was the day subsequent to her arrival from France with Lord Level, and I had not yet seen her. But this appeared to be something lke an imperative summons, and I resolved to attend to it. “The more haste, the less speed.” ‘The proverb exemplifies itself very frequently in real life. Ordering my dinner to be served half an hour earlier than usual, I had no sooner eaten it than a gentleman called and detained me. It was close upon eight o clock when I reached Clapham. Perry, the butler, received me as usual. ‘‘ Qh, sir, such a house of sickness as it is!” he exclaimed, leading the way to the drawing- room, ‘* My mistress is in bed with brain-fever. They were afraid of it yesterday, but it has quite shown itself to-day. And Miss Annabel is still at Hastings. I say she ought to be sent for; Hatch says not, and tells me to mind my own business: but ——” Hatch herself interrupted the sentence. She came into the room and ordered Perry out of it. The servants, even Perry, had grown into the habit of obeying her. Closing the door, she advanced to me as I stood warming my hands at the fire, for it was a sharp night. “Mr. Strange, sir,” she began in a low tone, ‘did you get that - epistle from me?” I nodded. *“You’ve not been down here much lately, sir. Last night I thought you might come, the night afore I thought it. The last time you did come you never stepped inside the door.” ‘“ Where is the use of coming, Hatch, when I am always told that Mrs. Brightman cannot see me—and that Miss Annabel remains at Hastings ?” | “And a good thing that she do remain there,” returned Hatch. *‘ Perry, the gaby, says, ‘Send for Miss Annabel: why don’t you write for Miss Annabel?’ But that his brains is no bigger than one o’ them she-goose’s on Newland Common, he’d have found out why afore now. Sir,” continued Hatch, changing her tone, ‘‘ I want to know what I be to do. I’m not a person of edication or book- learning, but my wits is alive, and they serves me instead. For this COMA (2) LNOOlKS4EO mn