[The Last Chronicle of Barset by Anthony Trollope]@TWC D-Link bookThe Last Chronicle of Barset CHAPTER XII 11/24
And now he had been publicly branded as a thief; and in all likelihood would end his days in a gaol! Such were always his thoughts as he sat idle, silent, moody, over the fire; and his wife well knew their currents.
It would certainly be better that he should drive himself to some employment, if any employment could be found possible to him. When she had been alone for a few minutes, Mrs.Crawley got up from her chair, and going into the kitchen, lighted the fire there, and put the kettle over it, and began to prepare such breakfast for her husband as the means in the house afforded.
Then she called the sleeping servant-girl, who was little more than a child, and went into her own girl's room, and then she got into bed with her daughter. "I have been up with your papa, dear, and I am cold." "Oh, mamma, poor mamma! Why is papa up so early ?" "He has gone out to visit some of the brickmakers before they go to their work.
It is better for him to be employed." "But, mamma, it is pitch dark." "Yes, dear, it is still dark.
Sleep again for a while, and I will sleep too.
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