I hear Mr. Markam is improving day by day and it won’t be long before he comes home. But he will never be able to put in a long day at work again. I hear talk that Mr. Connor will take over the day to day running of the woolen mills and Mr. Markam will advise him from home.
Fiona and Mr. Connor are all settled in their new home, and sometimes come to the house for tea although usually Madam goes there, as the house is much finer, and closer to the hospital as well.
When they do come here Fiona brings the little white poodle she bought in Paria. It is a dear little thing, although its mistress is rapidly ruining it by treating it as a baby – she puts pink ribbons in its hair and talks baby talk to it sits on her lap during a meal. She feeds it all kinds of sweets and cream, and then can’t understand why Precious goes into a corner and throws up. And guess who gets to clean up after it?
Honestly, sometimes I think she’s quite simple! She hardly ever speaks, just stares at her husband with great sheep eyes and plays with Precious. I think she is in the family way, from her figure – I just hope they find an intelligent nurse for the baby!
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