A Girl in Ten Thousand | Page 2

L.T. Meade
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course I know that father is quite the cleverest doctor in Whittington,
but nobody gets ill here, and it is quite impossible to go on clothing and
feeding six of us with no means at all. I do not think I am vain, mother,
and I do not really care very much about dress, but mine is shabby, is it
not? I think I should look pretty--as pretty as you must have looked
long ago--if I were better dressed."
"No dress can change your face," said Mrs. Staunton, with sudden
passion. "You have the sweetest and dearest face in the world to me.
When you go away the sunshine will go out of my life; but, my darling,
my darling, I won't--you shall never have it to say that your mother
stood in your way. I must think, however, of what your father will say
to this. I can only warn you that if there is one person your father
dreads and dislikes more than another, it is the modern girl. He said to
me, 'Thank God, Effie has none of that hideous modernity about her.
She is fairly good-looking; she does not think about Girton or
Newnham, or any of the women's colleges; in short, she has no
advanced ideas.'"
"That is all he knows," replied Effie. "The fact is, I must and will do
something to earn my living. You are sending George out into the
world to win his spurs, and I am going to win mine."
"In what way?" asked Mrs. Staunton. "You know you are not clever."
"Dorothy thinks I can be a nurse, mother. May she come and see you,
and talk it all over?"
"There is no harm in talking it over," said Mrs. Staunton. "But now I
wish you would go upstairs and help Susan to put the children to bed.
You can bring baby downstairs if you like, and I will undress him. Run
along, Effie--run along, there's a good child."

"Oh, yes, mother, I'll go; only just answer me one question first. May
Dorothy come here after supper to-night?"
"What is the use of my seeing her? Your father is the one to decide."
"I will ask father to stay in after supper."
"I don't think he will. A message has come from the Watson people
over at the farm. Mrs. Watson was taken bad with a stitch an hour ago,
and they want your father as quickly as he can go."
"Well, he will be back in time--he won't spend the whole evening there.
Anyhow, Dorothy can come and see you, and if father does come in
before she leaves, well and good. I may run and tell her to come, may I
not?"
"Won't you put the children to bed first, and bring me baby?"
"Oh, yes, yes, if you insist."
"I do, Effie; while you are at home you must help me all you can. I
have not had a bit of strength since baby was born. It is perfectly
dreadful to feel all your strength going and to know that things are at
sixes and sevens, and however hard you try you cannot put them right.
Dear me, Effie, I did think when you were grown up that you would
stay at home and be a comfort to me."
"I shall be a greater comfort to you when I send you money from
London. Now, don't speak another word. I will put the children to bed,
and I will look after baby myself, while you close your eyes and go to
sleep."
Effie pressed her warm young lips on the older woman's brow, and then
ran out of the room.
There was a large nursery upstairs, where everything at the present
moment was, as Effie's mother had said, at sixes and sevens. The
nursemaid, a young girl of seventeen, was not up to her duties--the

children ruled her, instead of her ruling the children. Effie, however,
could be masterful enough when she liked. She had a natural sense of
order, and she soon put things straight in the nursery. The children were
undressed quickly and put to bed; and then Effie, taking the baby in her
arms, asked Susan to go downstairs.
"You can have your supper," she said. "I will look after baby."
"I thought my missus would like me to take baby to her," said the girl.
"No; I will look after him for the present," said Effie. "Mother is tired,
and she must sleep. Run away, Susan, and have your supper, and come
back here as quickly as you can."
"Yes, Miss Effie; and I am sure I am very much obliged to you. You 'as
a wonderful way with the children, and I only wish I could learn it."
Susan left the room.
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