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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

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partly because she was really feeling weak and giddy, and partly because she was<br />

determined that the fact should not pass unnoticed — and was surprised when she<br />

opened them to discover that Madam Charnock's were full of tears. A pang of acute<br />

personal anxiety shot through her — did she really look so very ill? She had been ill so<br />

long — but sometimes strangers saw things.<br />

"Do you think?" she stammered, without pausing to consider her words “0h, Madam, do<br />

you think that I am going to die?"<br />

"No, no," said Mrs. Charnock, speaking soothingly; "you look, of course, delicate, but<br />

delicate people, you know, live the longest, particularly when they are taken such good<br />

care of <strong>The</strong>se foolish tears of mine come for quite another reason — a very selfish<br />

reason, which I must not trouble you about. Every one, you know, has their troubles."<br />

"Oh," sighed Mrs. <strong>Fleetwood</strong>, "that is indeed too true" — and she turned up her pretty<br />

pale eyes.<br />

<strong>The</strong> other glanced at her quickly, and for a moment an expression of surprise, dashed<br />

with something like indignation, passed over her face.<br />

"Surely," she said, after a pause, "with the exception of your ill-health you have no<br />

troubles? I must not, indeed," she went on more gently, "fail to sympathise with you in<br />

what must be very trying, very painful, but still — oh, when I saw that good, kind<br />

husband of yours carry you in, and when I saw his devotion and that of your boy, I<br />

thought within myself that surely you must be the happiest woman alive."<br />

Mrs. <strong>Fleetwood</strong> sat up, too much taken aback at first to speak; she had never hitherto<br />

considered her position as anything but a melancholy one.<br />

"You do not know my circumstances, perhaps," she said presently. "I — I made a great<br />

mésalliance in<br />

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marrying Mr. <strong>Fleetwood</strong>. I am a gentlewoman by birth — my family was formerly<br />

much considered in Yorkshire. Mr. <strong>Fleetwood</strong> was not my equal, but” she added in an<br />

apologetic tone, "I was all alone in the world, and I did not know what to do or how to

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