Kingsworth: or, The Aim of a Life. Coleridge Christabel Rose
certainly ought to be something to Katharine, – a Kingsworth herself,” said the Canon, somewhat affronted.
“So,” pursued Mrs Kingsworth, unheeding, “I thought she should have a ready-made life independent of Kingsworth, that her affections should not cling to it. When her hands are free, then I should wish her to have the chance of marrying like other girls, though I hope she will remain single.”
“You would be very much blamed, Mary, if you did not give the child an opportunity of judging for herself.”
“Well, – possibly. You think I ought to take her to Kingsworth now?”
“Yes, and I entreat you to avoid influencing her decision.”
“Well, I promise to leave her to work it out for herself.”
“That is right, Mary. And at any rate show her something of the ordinary life and interests of young ladies. I allow that the circumstances are very unusual, and I think she does owe much consideration towards Emberance. Ask her to stay with you at Kingsworth, she is a charming girl.”
“I have no wish to know anything of Emberance,” said Mrs Kingsworth, hastily, “it is not for her sake I act, but, – well, if you think it might incline Katharine to what I wish.”
“I think the two cousins ought to know each other. Now the question is how far Kate should be told of past events. I should say as little as possible.”
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