"
Ernest smiled to himself. It was no use explaining to Susan why he
smiled, so he said nothing.
"For the first day or two I thought she never would get over it; she
said it was a judgement upon her, and went on about things as she
had said and done many years ago, before your pa knew her, and I don't
know what she didn't say or wouldn't have said only I stopped her; she
seemed out of her mind like, and said that none of the neighbours
would ever speak to her again, but the next day Mrs. Bushby (her
that was Miss Cowey, you know) called, and your ma always was so
fond of her, and it seemed to do her a power o' good, for the next day
she went through all her dresses, and we settled how she should have
them altered; and then all the neighbours called for miles and miles
round, and your ma came in here, and said she had been going through
the waters of misery, and the Lord had turned them to a well.
"'Oh, yes, Susan,' said she, 'be sure it is so. Whom the Lord loveth
he chasteneth, Susan,' and here she began to cry again. 'As for
him,' she went on, 'he has made his bed, and he must lie on it; when
he comes out of prison his pa will know what is best to be done, and
Master Ernest may be thankful that he has a pa so good and so
long-suffering.
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