Lor’! He were like a moth to a flame, that boy! I told him, I did, that it would come to a bad end, but would he listen? No, course he wouldn’t, he was blinded by her, that fancy piece and her airy ways!
I tell you though, he should’ve gone for my Lucy, he should. She had a steady job with prospects, she did. Safely settled at that Captain de Riviera’s town house, working hard as a lady’s maid. And most of all, she loved the bones of him, she really did.
P’shaw! Look what’s become of them all! That boy Kit wanderin’ the streets lighting lamps every night, talking to ‘isself like a madman, and that young lady, dead an’ all. She come to a bad end, she did, an’ I feel sorry for the Captain, rattlin’ around alone in that big old house of his, really I do.
But it’s my Lucy I worrit on, day and night. That boy can’t see how much she loves him. Always did an’ always will. How it hurt her to see him blinded by that fancy girl’s ways… I don’t know how she stood it all along…
12 thoughts on “Mother Hen – Magpie Tales”
so interesting tale…fatal attractions..sigh
I know… never a good end…
leaves you wanting more!!…..unrequited love…so sad..x
Thank you 🙂
It was madness , folly ! Stung as he was by Aphrodite, he headed for the Dolly
Good write Freya Aphrodite ….
Indeed he did… The heart ruled the head… And then he was dead…
This has kind of a Gaslight feel to it…nice…
Thank you! That was my intention, so I’m pleased it worked 🙂
Interesting. Sounds like a great place to catch up with the story. Leaves me curious about Lucy.
Thank you, Donetta. I hope each of the pieces work individually as well 🙂
…Nice! Yes, “Gaslight’ is a perfect description – I see this set in the 1940’s 🙂
Thank you! Late Victorian to wartime Britain – any year would fit! 🙂