I
told how Clive was hard at work, and hoped the best for him. Good-natured
Madame de Moncontour was easily satisfied with my replies to her
questions concerning our friend. Ethel only asked if he and her uncle
were well, and once or twice made inquiries respecting Rosa and her
child. And now it was that my wife told me, what I need no longer keep
secret, of Ethel's extreme anxiety to serve her distressed relatives, and
how she, Laura, had already acted as Miss Newcome's almoner in furnishing
and hiring those apartments, which Ethel believed were occupied by Clive
and his father, and wife and child. And my wife further informed me with
what deep grief Ethel had heard of her uncle's misfortune, and how, but
that she feared to offend his pride, she longed to give him assistance.
She had even ventured to offer to send him pecuniary help; but the
Colonel (who never mentioned the circumstance to me any other of his
friends), in a kind but very cold letter, had declined to be beholden to
his niece for help.
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