Snordwich Chronicles, LI: Longing

The villagers of Plumville enjoy a beautiful summer, but for the Widow Fowler money is tight. Most days she sends her little boy Robert fishing with John Cotter and his sons. Somtimes John sends him home with a couple of minnows, but most of what he earns is just experience.

For now the family has eggs from their hens and vegetables from the garden; come wintertime, though, they may find themselves begging at the great house.

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Snordwich Chronicles, L: One Last Summer

With his lordship gone, Grancourt is master of Plumbob Hall. He feasts the local gentry and their families once a week, but their numbers have depleted: the Clerinells’ eldest daughter Alice has married and moved away to Effenmont, and Sir Thomas and his son are in Advorton with Lord Snordwich.

This week, Mistress Grancourt is dissapointed to find her son Thomas also absent, in Effenmont, apparently, waiting on Mistress Matilda and her aunt the countess. Ewfame hopes that her boy will at least make powerful friends during his stay there, although most of Lord Effenmont’s household are surely in Advorton at the parliament too.

Gilbert is in one of his black moods; no doubt he is frustrated by how little there is for him to oraganise. Not even Philip Clerinell can make him merry.

Ewfame finds the lunches awkward; she wishes her old friend Wereables were still alive. Whenever she is back at home, though, she counts her life full of blessings. Thomas’ old nurse Margery has had a baby girl, whom Ewfame and her daughter both love to visit.

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Snordwich Chronicles, XLVII: Left Behind

When the Nativity rolls around, John Cecil once more feasts his tenants at Plumbob Hall. At his right hand sits his eldest son Roger, in a garish yellow doublet.

It is an unlucky colour, some used to say; Lord Snordwich wishes he had made time to have Roger fitted for something else. But the boys have only been home from university since last night, and will away again in a few days’ time.

His younger son, serving nectar with Ansellus and Thomas, has attired himself more sensibly in festive holly green.

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