Part 7 (2/2)
”For what we are about to receive, make us grateful, Eternal Father.
This day we should go hungry except for Thy bounty. Without presuming to importune Thee, may we ask Thee to remember all who awake hungry on this winter day.... Amen.”
Ruhannah instantly became very busy with her breakfast. The cat beside her chair purred loudly and rose at intervals on its hind legs to twitch her dress; and Ruhannah occasionally bestowed alms and conversation upon it.
”Rue,” said her mother, ”you should try to do better with your algebra this week.”
”Yes, I do really mean to.”
”Have you had any more bad-conduct marks?”
”Yes, mother.”
Her father lifted his mild, dreamy eyes of an invalid. Her mother asked:
”What for?”
”For wasting my time in study hour,” said the girl truthfully.
”Were you drawing?”
”Yes, mother.”
”Rue! Again! Why do you persist in drawing pictures in your copy books when you have an hour's lesson in drawing every week? Besides, you may draw pictures at home whenever you wish.”
”I don't exactly know why,” replied the girl slowly. ”It just happens before I notice what I am doing.... Of course,” she explained, ”I do recollect that I oughtn't to be drawing in study hour. But that's after I've begun, and then it seems a pity not to finish.”
Her mother looked across the table at her husband:
”Speak to her seriously, Wilbour.”
The Reverend Mr. Carew looked solemnly at his long-legged and rapidly growing daughter, whose grey eyes gazed back into her father's sallow visage.
”Rue,” he said in his colourless voice, ”try to get all you can out of your school. I haven't sufficient means to educate you in drawing and in similar accomplishments. So get all you can out of your school.
Because, some day, you will have to help yourself, and perhaps help us a little.”
He bent his head with a detached air and sat gazing mildly at vacancy--already, perhaps, forgetting what the conversation was about.
”Mother?”
”What, Rue?”
”What am I going to do to earn my living?”
”I don't know.”
”Do you mean I must go into the mill like everybody else?”
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