Unexpected Blessings
“After a warm and sunny weekend, it rained on Monday, and Tuesday dawned cool and overcast, the leaden sky threatening rain.As she always did when the weather turned inclement and hinted at autumn, Margaret had gone around earlier lighting fires in the downstairs rooms which were used the most–the Stone Hall, the breakfast room and the library. The fires took the chill out of the air and were a welcome sight, a lovely antidote to the grey skies, the housekeeper thought.Evan agreed with her, and after a light lunch, which Margaret had served her in the breakfast room, she thanked her and said, ‘I think there’s nothing nicer than a fire, Margaret, even on a summer’s day. My grandmother often used to have them going in our Connecticut house, even when the weather was sunny and warm. She just loved fires.’‘My mother did, too,’ Margaret remarked, and continued, ‘Her name is Hilda, and she worked for Mrs Harte for years as housekeeper. Emma Harte, that is, and she told me Mrs Harte used to s...toke the fires herself, always complained of feeling the cold.MoreLess
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