The Nice Bloke by Cookson Catherine

Author:Cookson, Catherine [Cookson, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Historical
ISBN: 9780552140867
Google: 2D56GQAACAAJ
Goodreads: 3107873
Publisher: Corgi
Published: 1969-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

BOOK THREE

THE OUTCOME

The dawn was just breaking as Harry stepped quietly out of the back door and, crossing the courtyard, went slowly up the hill. When he reached the top he turned and looked back at the house. It was standing with its feet in mist giving it an ethereal appearance and for the first time he saw it, as Robbie had always seen it, as something beautiful. It was a year since he had first started on it.

There was a lot still to be done but what he had accomplished he could be proud of; he had in a way served his time on the house. As he stood looking down on it he had a strong wish that it was his, that he owned it;

but he would never own it, it was Robbie's house. Yet it was to be his home for the remainder of his life, his and Janet's. That was agreed.

And today was his wedding day . and he was sad.

From the moment he had entered his room last night his mind had been filled with thoughts of one person, and that person wasn't Janet but Esther, and how she had looked on that first wedding day over twenty years ago. He had risen early on that morning, too; too early to find the church open, and it was the church he had wanted to go into then.

But he had walked to the river and sat on the bank and thought how lucky he was, and how he would love Esther until the day he died.

Last night he had said to Janet, "This is the last parting," and as she had pressed her lips to his he had felt a deep sense of happiness at the thought that life ahead would revolve about her. But once alone, there had come over him a strange feeling;

it was as if Esther was in the room telling him that it was wrong to take another wife when the first one was still alive. And he had paced up and down thinking. She's right, it is. And the feeling had persisted and grown. Ana now as ne warcnea the first rays of the sun breaking up the mist, he said to himself, Don't be a blasted fool; if she had wanted you you would have run back; there's nobody to blame for the present situation but herself . at least'--he qualified this thought--'for the continued separation and the divorce. " Doubtless she had suffered. Of this he had been left in no doubt when Gail had said, " I'm not coming to the house, it's hurting Mother. And now the divorce is going through. " And then she added quickly, " I'm not blaming you. Don't think that. I want you to marry Janet, but the fact remains that Mother's upset. "

Knowing his wife, he felt sure she was in some way putting a screw on Gail, and as time went on he had become more convinced of. this, for he sensed his daughter's hidden unhappiness.

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