Abijah went upstairs with a hesitating step, strongly in contrast with her usual quick bustling walk. She had before felt rather aggrieved that the doctor should be the first to break the news; but she now felt the difficulty of the task, and would gladly have been spared the responsibility.
" I have been expecting you for the last quarter of an hour, Abijah," Mrs. Mulready said querulously. "You know how I hate to have the room untidy after I have dressed. Why, what's the matter?" she broke off sharply as she noticed Abijah's face! "Why, you have been crying!"
"Yes, ma'am, I have been crying," Abijah said unsteadily, "but I don't know as ever I shall cry again, for I have heard such good news as will last me the rest of my whole life."
"What news, Abijah?" Mrs. Mulready asked quickly. " What are you making a mystery about, and what is that paper in your hand?"
" Well, ma'am, God has been very good to us all. I knew as he would be sooner or later, though sometimes I began to doubt whether it would be in my time, and it did break my heart to see Maister Ned going about so pale and unnatural loike for a lad like him, and to know as there was people as thought that he was a murderer. And now, thank God, it is all over."
"All over! what do you mean, Abijah?" Mrs. Mulready exclaimed, rising suddenly from her invalid chair. "What do you mean by saying that it is all over ?" and she seized the old nurse's arm with an eager grasp.
"Don't excite yourself so, mistress. You have been sore tried, but it is over now, and to-day all the world will know as Maister Ned is proved to be innocent. This here paper is a copy of the confession of the man as did it, and who is, they say, dead by this time. It was taken all right and proper afore a magistrate."
"Innocent!" Mrs. Mulready gasped in a voice scarcely above a whisper. " Did you tell me, Abijah, that my boy, ray boy Ned, is innocent?"
" I never doubted as he was innocent, ma'am; but now, thank God, all the world will know it. There, ma'am, sit yourself down. Don't look like that. I know as how you must feel, but for mercy sake don't look like that."
Mrs. Mulready did not seem to hear her, did not seem to notice, as she passively permitted herself to be seated in the chair, while Abijah poured out a glass of wine. Her face was pale and rigid, her eyes wide open, her expression one of horror rather than relief.
"Innocent! Proved innocent!" she murmured. "What must he think of me—me, his mother!"
For some time she sat looking straight before her, taking no notice to the efforts of Abijah to call her attention, and unheeding the glass of wine which she in vain pressed her to drink.
" I must go away," she said at last, rising suddenly. " I must go away at once. Has he gone yet?"
" Go away, ma'am! Why, what should you go away for, and where are you going?"
"It does not matter; it makes no difference," Mrs. Mulready said feverishly, " so that I get away. Put some of my things together, Abijah. What are you staring-there for? Don't you hear what I say? I must go away directly he has started for the mill."
And with trembling ringers she began to open her drawers and pull out her clothes.
" But you can't go away like that, mistress. You can't, indeed," Abijah said aghast.
" I must go, Abijah. There is nothing else for me to do. Do you think I could see him after treating him as I have done? I should fall dead at his feet for shame."
"But where are you going, ma'am?" Abijah said, thinking it better not to attempt to argue with her in her present state.
" I don't know, I don't know. Yes, I do. Do you know whether that cottage you were telling me about, where you lived while you were away from here, is to let? That will do nicely, for there I should be away from every one. Get me a box from the lumber-room, and tell Harriet to go out and get me a post-chaise from the ' Red Lion' as soon as my son has gone to the mill."
" Very well," Abijah said. " I will do as you want
me, 'm, if you will sit down quiet and not excite yourself. You know you have not been out of your room for a year, and if you go a-tiring yourself like this you will never be able to stand the journey. You sit down in the chair and I will do the packing for you. You can tell me what things you will take with you. I will get the box down."
So saying, Abijah left the room, and, running hastily down-stairs, told Ned and the doctor the manner in which Mrs. Mulready had received the news. Ned would have run up at once to his mother, but Dr. Green would not hear of it.
" It would not do, Ned. In your mother's present state the shock of seeing vou might have the worst effect. Run up, Abijah, and get the box down to her. I will go out and come back and knock at the door in two or three minutes, and will go up and see her, and, if necessary, I will give her a strong soothing draught. You had better tell her that from what you hear you believe Mr. Sankey is not going to the mill to-day. That will make her delay her preparation for moving until to-morrow, and will give us time to see what is best to be done."
" I have brought the box, mistress," Abijah said as she entered Mrs. Mulready's room; "but I don't think as you will want to pack to-day, for I hear as Mr. Ned ain't agoing to the mill. You see all the town will be coming to see him to shake hands with him and tell him how glad they is that he is cleared."
" And onlv I can't!" Mrs. Mulreadv wailed. " To think
of it, only I, his mother, can't see him! And I must stop in the house for another day! Oh! it is too hard! But I deserve it, and everything else."
" There is Dr. Green's knock," Abijah said.
" I can't see him, Abijah. I can't see him."
" I think you had better see him, ma'am. You always do see him, you know, and it will look so strange if. you don't. There, I will pop these things into the drawers again and hide the box."
Abijah bustled about actively, and before Mrs. Mul-ready had time to take any decided step Dr. Green knocked at the door and came in.
"How are you to-day, Mrs. Mulready?" he asked cheerfully. "This is a joyful day indeed for us all. The whole place is wild with the news, and I expect we shall be having a deputation presently to congratulate Ned."
" I am not feeling very well," Mrs. Mulready said faintly. " The shock has been too much for me."
"Very natural, very natural, indeed," Dr. Green said cheerily. "We could hardly hope it would be otherwise; but after this good news I expect we shall soon make a woman of you again. Your son will be the most popular man in the place. People will not know how to make enough of him. Porson and I, who have been cheering; him all along, will have to snub him now or his head will be turned. Now let me feel your pulse. Dear! dear! this will not do at all; it's going like a mill-engine. This will never do. If you do not calm yourself we shall be having you in bed again for a long bout. I will send
you a bottle of soothing medicine. You must take it every two hours, and keep yourself perfectly quiet. There, I will not talk to you now about this good news, for I see that you are not fit to stand it. You must lie down on the sofa at once, and not get off again to-day. I will look in this evening and see how you are."
Frightened at the threat that if she were not quiet she might be confined to her bed for weeks, Mrs. Mulready obeyed orders, took her medicine when it arrived, and lay quiet on the sofa. For a long time the sedative failed to have any effect. Every five minutes throughout the day there were knocks at the door. Every one who knew Ned, and many who did not, called to congratulate him. Some, like Mr. Thompson, made a half apology for having so long doubted him. A few, like Mr. Simmonds, were able heartily to assure him that they had never in their hearts believed it. Ned was too full of gratitude and happiness to cherish the slightest animosity, and he received warmly and thankfully the congratulations which were showered upon him.