Archie--I am glad to say--is now in a position to marry me in
the spring. I want you to be married about the same time, and
then you can live in Gartley, and--"
"No, my dear," said Mrs. Jasher firmly, "if I marry your father,
he wishes us to go at once to Egypt in search of this tomb."
"I know that he wants you to help with the money left to you by
your late brother. But surely you will not go up the Nile
yourself?"
"No, certainly not," said the widow promptly. "I shall remain in
Cairo while the Professor goes on his excursion into Ethiopia. I
know that Cairo is a very charming place, and that I shall be
able to enjoy myself there."
"Then you have decided to forgive my father for his rash words?"
"I must," sighed Mrs. Jasher. "I am so tired of being an
unprotected widow without a recognized position in the world.
Even with my brother's money,--not that it is so very much--I
shall still be looked upon askance if I go into society. But as
Mrs. Braddock, or Lady Braddock, no one will dare to say a word
against me. Yes, my dear, if your father comes and, asks my
pardon he shall have it. We women are so weak," ended the widow
virtuously, as if she was not making a virtue of necessity.
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