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Red Pottage

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 1162    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

ainst the wall, two

oulder spake: "Dead ma

ARD K

r of an hour, found himself in the door-way of the second

r white profile outlined against the framed darkness, as she liste

as their wont to look at society and the indulgen

t unity with each other, and with a mind absolutely unconscious of self. She had not the long nose which so frequently usurps more than its share of the faces of the well-bred, nor had she, alas! the short upper lip which redeems everythin

and pure as Rachel's, on which the sun and rain have never beaten, there is an expression betokening strong resistance from within of the brunt of a whirlwind from without. The marks of conflict

erceived, to his astonishment, that she recognized him. But she did not bow, and

g itself upon her strength, a strength which had been tried. She would love him, and uphold him. There would be no more yielding to circumstances if that pure, strong soul were close beside him. He would lean upon her, and the ugly by-paths of these last years would kno

e," he said to hi

touched him ge

aid. "Nearly every one has gone. Will yo

her, not re

ed you?" sh

and got her a glass of champagne. She subsided on to a sofa beside another woman, vaguely suspecting trouble in the air. He felt thankful that Rachel had already gone. Dick, n

m in his coat. An instinct of flight possessed him, a vague horror of the woman i

ing him languidly, "I want three minutes o

oncernedly, as he followed his host to a back room on the ground floor

said the older man, turning on the electric ligh

ew old Japanese inlaid carbines, an

ly, and then remained motionless. "You observe these two paper lighters, Scarlett? One is an inch shorter than the other. They have been waiting on the mantel-shelf for the last month, till I had an opportunity of drawing your attention to them. I am s

of the glass. He glanced suddenly

-be-regretted pistols for two and coffee for four. I hold the lighters thus, and you draw. Whoever draws or keeps the short one is pledged to le

and a tiger glint leaped into Lord Ne

e flame of a candle wavers in a sudden draught. Lord Newhave

inch Hugh thought afterwards th

d then put out his hand suddenly and d

lighters on the table u

whaven

moment, and t

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Red Pottage
Red Pottage
“Mary Cholmondeley (8 June 1859 – 15 July 1925) was an English novelist. Her best-selling novel, Red Pottage, satirised religious hypocrisy and the narrowness of country life. Red Pottage caused a scandal when it was first published, in 1899, due to its themes of adultery, the emancipation of women and its satire of the clergy. The Novel follows a period in the lives of two friends, Rachel West and Hester Gresley. Rachel is a wealthy heiress who falls in love with the weak-willed Hugh Scarlett after he has broken off an affair with Lady Newhaven (which he does not originally realize has been discovered by her husband). Hester, a novelist, lives with her judgmental brother, the pompous vicar of the fictional village of Warpington. Hester's brother disapproves of her writing and eventually burns the manuscript of a novel she has been writing. This leads Hester into a prolonged nervous illness...”