Two Strangers
By Margaret Oliphant
28 Nov, 2019
Excerpt.........“And who is this young widow of yours whom I hear so much about? I understand Lucy’s rapture over any stranger; but you, too, mother—”
“I too—well, there is no particular witchcraft about it; a nice young woman has as muc
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Excerpt.........“And who is this young widow of yours whom I hear so much about? I understand Lucy’s rapture over any stranger; but you, too, mother—”
“I too—well, there is no particular witchcraft about it; a nice young woman has as much chance with me as with anyone, Ralph—”
“Oh, if it’s only a nice young woman—”
“It’s a great deal more,” said Lucy. “Why Miss Jones at the school is a nice young woman—don’t you be taken in by mother’s old-fashioned stilts. She is a darling—she is as nice as nice can be. She’s pretty, and she’s good, and she’s clever. She has read a lot, and seen a lot, and been everywhere, and knows heaps and heaps of people, and yet just as simple and as nice as if she had never been married, never had a baby, and was just a girl like the rest of us—Mother! there is nothing wrong in what I said?” Lucy suddenly cried, stopping short and blushing all over with the innocent alarm of a youthfulness which had not been trained to modern modes of speech.
“Nothing wrong, certainly,” said the mother, with a half-smile; “but—there is no need for entering into all these details.”
“They would have found out immediately, though,” said Lucy, with a lowered voice, “that there was—Tiny, you know.” Less