Bride of Pendorric by Victoria Holt

Author:Victoria Holt [Holt, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Suspense, General, Gothic, Cornwall (England : County), Married People, Romantic Suspense Fiction
ISBN: 0312384165
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 1965-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

” How many have you found so far? ” ” We haven’t looked yet. My dear Bride, how long do you think it’s going to take us to find six different wild flowers? Becky won’t say much if we don’t find ‘em anyway. She’d never say we were undisciplined, would she, because if she did they’d say we ought to go to school, and if we went to school there wouldn’t be any excuse for Beoky to be at Pendorric.”

” Don’t you think you ought to obey her instructions? After all she is your governess.”

” You oughtn’t to be worrying about us,” said Hyson. Lowella leaped on ahead and ran up the bank to pick a wild rose. She stuck it in her hair and danced before us singing, ” Beware … beware … beware the Ides of March.”

Hyson said: ” Lowella is quite childish sometimes. She goes on repeating things.”

” She seems to like warning people,” I commented. ” I remember Beware the awful avalanche!” ” ” I like Ides better,” called Lowella.

“You can’t have avalanches in Cornwall, but you can have Ides anywhere. Pity they’re in March and this is July.”

” She doesn’t know anything,” put in Hyson scornfully. She went pn to quote:

“” March, July, October, May, The Ides fall on the fifteenth day. 12t Lowella had paused. ” But what are Ides?”

” Just a date, stupid. Instead of saying the fifteenth, the Romans said the Ides.”

” Only a date,” wailed Lowella. ” It sounds marvelous. I thought it was something ‘like witches … or ghosts. Fancy having to beware of a date.”

” If something was going to happen on a certain date, if it were prophesied to happen… that would be more frightening or as frightening as witches or ghosts.”

” Yes,” said Lowella slowly, ” I suppose it would.” We had reached the row of cottages and old Jesse was seated at his door. I went over to him and said: ” Good afternoon. I’m Mrs. Pendorric.”

I noticed that his hands, resting on his knees, started to shake. ” Tis good of ‘ee, ma’am,” he said.

” I’ve brought you some tobacco. I found out from Mrs. Penhalligan what brand you smoke.”

His trembling hands closed over the tin and he smiled.

“Why, ‘twas thoughtful of ‘ee, ma’am. I mind how kind she always were….” Hyson had gone into the cottage and brought out a stool which she set beside the old man’s chair. She nodded to me to sit down while she squatted on the other side of him. Lowella had disappeared. “Your daughter has been baking pasties this morning,” I told him. ” A wonderful cook, my Bessie. Don’t rightly know what I’d do without her. I’ve got a lot to be thankful for. Mr. Roe—he’s been good to me.

Is the little ‘un here? “

” Yes, I’m here,” Hyson answered.

He nodded and turned to me. ” I hope you find this place to your liking, ma’am.”

” I’m delighted with it.”

” Tis a long time since we’ve had a new Bride at Pendorric.

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