The Dream by H. G. Wells

Author:H. G. Wells
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Start Publishing LLC
Published: 2020-09-16T00:00:00+00:00

§ 2

“Before a year was over there were several changes in the Pimlico boarding-house. The poor old Moggeridges caught influenza, a variable prevalent epidemic of the time, and succumbed to inflammation of the lungs following the fever. They died within three days of each other, and my mother and Prue were the only mourners at their dingy little funeral. Frau Buchholz fades out of my story; I do not remember clearly when she left the house nor who succeeded her. Miss Beatrice Bumpus abandoned the cause of woman’s suffrage and departed, and the second floor was taken by an extremely intermittent couple who roused my mother’s worst suspicions and led to serious differences of opinion between her and Matilda Good.

“You see these new-comers never settled in with any grave and sober luggage; they would come and stay for a day or so and then not reappear for a week or more, and they rarely arrived or departed together. This roused my mother’s moral observation, and she began hinting that perhaps they were not properly married after all. She forbade Prue ever to go to the drawing-room floor, and this precipitated a conflict with Matilda. ‘What’s this about Prue and the drawing-room?’ Matilda asked. ‘You’re putting ideas into the girl’s head.’

“‘I’m trying to keep them from ‘er,’ said my mother. ‘She’s got eyes.’

“‘And fingers,’ said Matilda with dark allusiveness. ‘What’s Prue been seeing now?’

“‘Marks,’ said my mother.

“‘What marks?’ said Matilda.

“‘Marks enough,’ said my mother. ‘’Is things are marked one name and ‘Er’s another, and neither of them Milton, which is the name they’ve given us. And the way that woman speaks to you, as though she felt you might notice sumpthing—friendly like and a bit afraid of you. And that ain’t all! By no means all! I’m not blind and Prue isn’t blind. There’s kissing and making love going on at all times in the day! Directly they’ve got ‘ere sometimes. Hardly waiting for one to get out of the room. I’m not a perfect fool, Matilda. I been married.’

“‘What’s that got to do with us? We’re a lodging-‘ouse, not a set of Nosey Parkers. If Mr. and Mrs. Milton like to have their linen marked a hundred different names, what’s that to us? Their book’s always marked paid in advance with thanks, Matilda Good, and that’s married enough for me. See? You’re an uneasy woman to have in a lodging-house, Martha, an uneasy woman. There’s no give and take about you. No save-your-fare. There was that trouble you made about the boy and Miss Bumpus—ridiculous it was—and now seemingly there’s going to be more trouble about Prue and Mrs. Milton—who’s a lady, mind you, say what you like, and—what’s more—a gentlewoman. I wish you’d mind your own business a bit more, Martha, and let Mr. and Mrs. Milton mind theirs. If they aren’t properly married it’s they’ve got to answer for it in the long run, not you. You’ll get even with them all right in the Last Great Day.

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