"But you can't go away like that, mistress. You can't, indeed,"
Abijah said, aghast.
"I must go, Abijah. There is nothing else for me to do. Do you
think I could see him after treating him as I have done? I should
fall dead at his feet for shame."
"But where are you going, ma'am?" Abijah said, thinking it better
not to attempt to argue with her in her present state.
"I don't know, I don't know. Yes, I do. Do you know whether that
cottage you were telling me about where you lived while you were
away from here, is to let? That will do nicely, for there I should
be away from every one. Get me a box from the lumber room, and
tell Harriet to go out and get me a post chaise from the Red Lion
as soon as my son has gone to the mill."
"Very well," Abijah said. "I will do as you want me, 'm, if you
will sit down quiet and not excite yourself. You know you have not
been out of your room for a year, and if you go a-tiring yourself
like this you will never be able to stand the journey. You sit
down in the chair and I will do the packing for you. You can tell
me what things you will take with you. I will get the box down."
So saying, Abijah left the room, and, running hastily downstairs,
told Ned and the doctor the manner in which Mrs. Mulready had
received the news. Ned, would have run up at once to his mother,
but Dr. Green would not hear of it.
"It would not do, Ned.
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