Reserve and Reticence – Part Twenty

Twenty – A New Step Toward the Future   By the time the necessary explanations had been given, the long summer day was nearly over and Beth and Stephen had returned to The Queen’s Head with Oliver. The boy had consented to accompany them home but only because Mr Charles Thornton had convinced him of the necessity of a proper education. “You need to learn all about accounting and economics, young fellow!” Mr Thornton had lectured. “You must know how the machines operate, what techniques are used to make cotton, how to manage a factory like Marlborough Mills, if you … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Nineteen

Nineteen – A Lesson Gained the Hard Way   Having hired a horse from Burton, Stephen galloped into Manchester at breakneck speed. He was seething with rage at Oliver’s incredibly stupid decision of hiring himself out to a cotton manufacturer, just to taunt his father and prove his rebellion. As Stephen knew all too well, a cotton factory was a hellish place, especially for the small children the money-eager factory owners were so fond off. Employing a child was very profitable, their wages being very low. Their protests were non-existent, since often the child’s wages were the only source of … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Eighteen

Eighteen – Solutions   The following morning, Stephen and Beth set off for Manchester in the Brixton Abbey travelling coach, a comfortable and spacious carriage that easily accommodated eight people, if necessary. Each of them was lost in their own thoughts as they progressed through the luscious, green fields and hills of Leicestershire. Beth pondered over the account Stephen gave her of his conversation with Oliver. Because he had been raised as the heir to a title and an estate, Stephen behaved exactly as his father once had. He was firm and strict in dealing with his equals, yet stern … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Seventeen

Seventeen – Consequences   Pacing before the empty fireplace of their bedchamber, Beth failed to find solace in it. She came up here after a yet another day of fruitless searching, wanting to escape the chaos downstairs, where servants and family were going about their businesses in a dazed way, upset as they were with Oliver’s disappearance. She fervently hoped Stephen would come home with some good news about the boy, who was now missing for three whole days. Three days! Hundreds of horrors could have befallen Oliver as he wandered the dark country roads all by himself and without … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Sixteen

Sixteen – Looking For A Missing Boy   After it had become evident that the missing Oliver was not to be found on the Abbey grounds, a large party was assembled, consisting of all footmen and tenants, who were not immediately necessary to the estate’s adequate daily functioning. Their mission was to begin searching in an ever widening circle, starting from the Abbey grounds and through the fields and woodland surrounding the estate. Stephen explained this to the assembly in clear words. “Last night, my son went to bed at his usual hour of nine o’ clock, as the maid … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Fifteen

Fifteen – Troubles Anew   During the following days, Beth mostly devoted herself to her husband’s recovery. It was greatly needed. Stephen, whose fever caused him to lose a full stone, still felt fairly weak, and was greatly irritated by it. He could only manage half of the work he had set his goal to, an experience that was utterly new to him. It was Beth’s task to watch over her beloved husband and see that he did not overdo it.   ~~~~   It was the end of May, and the weather granted mild, sunny days, crisp mornings and … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Fourteen

Fourteen – Regaining Dignity   Poor Dr Forrester almost fled from the baron’s bedchamber, his face flushed like that of a little boy who just got caught with his hand in a biscuit tin. Beth shook her head in mild disapproval. “You should not have done that, my lord. The good doctor has worked himself into exhaustion to save you.” “I know, my love, and I will express my gratitude to him in due time. But now, I have other plans.” He grinned mischievously at her and held out a hand. “Come here …”, he breathed and Beth obeyed, suddenly … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Thirteen

Thirteen – A Glimpse of Heaven   Consciousness lurked at the edges of his mind but proved too hard to grasp. Extreme weakness prevented him from doing what he most wanted; to open his leaden eyelids, to move his granite limbs, to let words past his cracked lips. It was as if he were immersed in a tepid sea of slowness yet it seemed of vital importance to him that he should fight this drowsy state and become awake. His body itched something terrible, he realised suddenly. His body … he became fully aware of it, when the itch plagued … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Twelve

Twelve – An Unexpected Approach   It was yet another night when Beth and Henrietta were keeping watch next to Stephen’s bed, unable to find rest and sleep. Henrietta lay stretched out on the sofa, covered by a blanket against the chilly dawn of May. She had finally given up the fight against exhaustion and dozed off. Beth sat in her chair beside Stephen’s bed and held his hand in hers. That hand was yet again hot and damp because her husband was drenched and shivering with high fever. With a sigh of utter wretchedness, Beth reached for the leather … Read more

Reserve and Reticence – Part Eleven

Eleven – A Struggle For Life   Now that she had managed to negotiate a truce with her mother-in-law, Beth was able to concentrate on Stephen to the full. She certainly needed to do just that. Stephen was getting sicker by the hour, his fever rising to an incredible pitch. After a couple of hours, he became completely oblivious to his surroundings, suffering from long spells of heat, which left him soaked in sweat. Shivers of cold raked his body, breaking even more perspiration. After a few hours, the rash broke out, and it was worse than any Beth had … Read more