Helen Macpherson - And Those Who Trespass Against Us by Helen Macpherson

Author:Helen Macpherson
Language: fr
Format: mobi
Published: 2010-12-19T17:03:53+00:00

DESPITE THE SUDDENNESS of Alexander’s

death, an incredibly large number of townsfolk gathered the next day for his funeral. The conspicuous absence of the ladies’ committee was no surprise to Katherine. But she was touched by the attendance of many of the committee’s husbands. Yet, by far, the working families made up the greatest representation, having taken time out of their busy day to pay their last wishes to a man well respected within the district.

Catriona didn’t detract from her normal shirt and trousers, her only dispensation being her attendance in blouse and trousers which were cut for a more formal occasion. No one noticed, or if they did, felt no need to comment on her attire. After the service, the working men, who had arrived with their families, approached a staunch Catriona. They spoke to Catriona with a form of awkward gentleness which, at times, had Katherine swallowing back tears. Hat in hand, they offered her pledges of assistance whenever she should need it. Despite her grief, Catriona had a kind word for each of them.

FATHER CLEARY PLACED his fob watch into his vest pocket. “I best be going. I don’t think there’s very much more I can do at this point in time. Are you staying, Sister Flynn, or would you like me to take you in to town?”

“I think it would be best if I remain here. Catriona has settled down since yesterday. Despite the food the families left with her, I doubt she would feed herself if she was left alone.”

Father Cleary put on his hat. “As you wish. We’ll speak further on this matter next week.”

After the father left, Susan came down the stairs.

“I’m sorry, Katherine, but I must be going as well.

Tomorrow is the monthly purchase day for a number of the outlying families, and I need to be there for it.”

She patted Katherine’s arm. “If you need me then don’t hesitate to come and get me.”

“Where’s Catriona?” Katherine asked as they walked toward the barn.

“I know it’s only early afternoon, but I’ve put her to bed again with a watered-down glass of laudanum.

I swear I’ve no idea where that woman keeps her nightclothes. I still couldn’t find any.”

Katherine’s thoughts strayed to the night she’d attempted to undress Catriona and to Catriona’s response. “Is she still clothed?”

“No,” Susan replied as she guided her horse from its stable. “I’ve undressed her and placed her clothes on the chair by her bed. She should be right until morning.” Susan held up a rein. “Can you give me a hand?”

After helping harness the horse, and with a final wave to Susan, Katherine mounted the stairs. The house, which had been so full of people during the day, was now quiet. Katherine cleaned the mess from the day’s activities, her thoughts drifting to Catriona.

She’d looked so proud and yet so lonely standing by the graveside. Why must God cause such pain to such a lovely woman? Katherine suddenly realised her thoughts were focused not on Catriona’s spirit but with the woman herself.

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