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Friends at Thrush Green
Thrush Green [10]
Miss Read
Houghton Mifflin (1990)
Rating:
★★★★☆
Tags:
Fiction, General, Literary, Westerns
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From Publishers Weekly

Thriving on juicy, well-meaning gossip, the residents of an old-fashioned English country village conspire to rescue one another in this rambling, gently humorous novel by the pseudonymous author of more than 30 books about Thrush Green. Tongues start wagging when new headmaster Alan Lester hesitates to move into a house, vacated by retired teachers Dorothy and Agnes, that will put him closer to the neighbors. (His wife, it turns out, is overly fond of drink.) Three elderly sisters living in a cottage crammed with antiques rouse concern when one shoplifts scones from the local sweet shop, steals from friends and threatens to bequeath her sisters' belongings to the church. Rumors of matrimony jeopardize the status quo: lonely old Percy Hodge woos flighty servant girls and stirs the derision of his pub companion, a shuffling sexton; the schoolteachers return from the seaside for a visit, disclosing that Dorothy may run off with the blind gentleman to whom she reads. Human nature, the kind intervention of friends and the devotion of the rector and his wife put all to rights. Goodall's pen-and-ink sketches are cozily apt for the story's heartwarming simplicity.
Copyright 1991 Reed Business Information, Inc.

From Kirkus Reviews

Miss Read's 34th Thrush Green idyll, illustrated as always by the gentle sketches of genteel chaps and aging lassies of John S. Goodall. What's new now in that English never-never land of secure, truly decent (albeit with a handful of manageable exceptions) country men and women, where no one lacks help or a haven in tribulation? Well, there's a new neighbor, the incoming schoolmaster and his mysteriously perennially ill wife. Mysterious, until it's general knowledge that she has a, uh, problem. Poor Violet Lovelock, youngest of the three antique Lovelock sisters, is in a highly nervous state since eldest sister Beatrice has been discovered popping scones at the Fuchsia Bush tea shop and has moved a considerable number of articles in her bedroom. And lonely farmer Percy (you remember he was disagreeable when schoolteacher Dorothy hit--not fatally--his dog with her new car) is quietly courting, and everyone thinks he's after young Doreen Lilly, who's home with mother and Doreen's fatherless tot. The vicar, the doctor, and all the good people rally round and things seem to be set right. Oh, yes, the retired schoolteachers, Dorothy and Agnes, visit now and then, and on one visit Agnes reveals the shocking news that Dorothy may have more than kindly inclinations toward elderly Teddy in their new village. Agnes fears the worst. More of the soothing same. Take a chapter or two before bedtime. --
Copyright ©1991, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.

Friends At Thrush Green

Miss Read

Illustrated by John S. Goodall

HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY
Boston New York

To Chris
with love

First Houghton Mifflin paperback edition 2002
Copyright © 1990 by Miss Read
All rights reserved

For information about permission to reproduce
selections from this book, write to Permissions,
Houghton Mifflin Company, 215 Park Avenue South,
New York, New York 10003.

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Read, Miss.
Friends at Thrush Green / Miss Read ;
illustrations by John S. Goodall.
p. cm.
ISBN 978 0-618 23888-0
ISBN 0 618-23888 3(pbk)
I. Title.
PR6069.A42F7 1991
823'.914—dc20 91-10857

Printed in the United States of America
DOH 10 9 8 7 6

Contents

1 Friends Return 1

2 Looking Ahead 13

3 News of Old Friends 25

4 Bertha Lovelock Causes Concern 38

5 Trouble at the Lovelocks' 50

6 Charles Henstock Does His Best 62

7 Preparing to Move 75

8 Term Begins 89

9 Family Affairs 102

10 Crisis for Violet Lovelock 114

11 Where is Emily Cooke? 126

12 An Accident in Lulling 139

13 Percy Hodge's Busy Day 151

14 Mixed Problems 166

15 Friends at Thrush Green 177

16 Christmas and After 189

17 Changes for the Better 200

18 The Birthday Party 212

19 Several Shocks 223

20 Weddings 235

1. Friends Return

'IT is an extraordinary thing,' said Harold Shoosmith one breakfast time, 'but I seem to have lost my reading glasses.'

'I shouldn't call that "an extraordinary thing",' replied his wife Isobel. 'You lose your glasses six times a day on average.'

There was a commotion at the front door.

'Ah! That's Willie Marchant with the post,' said Harold, hurrying into the hall to escape his wife's censure.

He returned with a handful of envelopes and began to sort them at the table, holding each at arm's length the better to see.

'Yours, mine, junk. Junk, junk, yours, mine, junk, yours.'

'Junk always gets the biggest pile,' commented Isobel, beginning to slit open her own three envelopes. 'When you think of all the trees that are cut down to end up as junk mail which nobody bothers to open, it really makes one livid.'

She glanced at her husband who was now peering with screwed-up eyes at a lengthy form.

'Do go and get your glasses. Try the bathroom window-sill.'

'Why on earth should they be there?'

'Because I saw you put on your glasses in the bedroom to see the time, and you then went straight to the bathroom, and I haven't seen you wearing them since.'

'Want to bet on it?' said Harold smiling.

'No, I'd hate to see you lose.'

She heard him overhead, and he soon reappeared wearing his spectacles.

'You were spot on, my love. Bathroom window-sill it was.'

They applied themselves to their respective letters, and coffee cups, in silence.

It was broken by Isobel's cry of delight.

'Now here's some good news. Dorothy and Agnes hope to visit Thrush Green next month. "We can easily put up in Lulling or at The Two Pheasants, and we shouldn't dream of imposing ourselves on you and Harold as you so kindly suggest, but of course we hope to see a great deal of you both and our other Thrush Green friends." What a pair of poppets they are! Won't it be lovely to see them again?'

'It will indeed,' agreed Harold, still studying his form. 'I can't make head nor tail of this bally thing. It says at the beginning "Consult your solicitor if in any doubt", and I think that's exactly what I shall do.'

He folded it up and thrust it back into its envelope.

'I wonder why you always get the nice letters and I get the dreary ones,' he remarked.

But Isobel was too immersed in her letter to reply.

Later that morning, she dwelt upon the future visit of her old friends as she went about her household tasks.

Miss Dorothy Watson and Miss Agnes Fogerty had been their neighbours ever since she had married Harold, when they had come to live in their present home on Thrush Green. Dorothy was head-mistress of the junior and infant school next door, and Agnes was her loyal assistant.

In fact, it was through little Agnes Fogerty that Isobel had met Harold. She and Agnes had been at a teachers' training college many years earlier, and the two had always kept in touch. When Isobel's first husband died, she had visited Agnes and decided to look for a small house somewhere near her old friend, and in that part of the Cotswolds which she had known all her life.

The two friends, though much the same age, were poles apart in looks and temperament. Little Agnes Fogerty was only an inch or so over five feet. Her soft hair was smoothed back into a bun on the nape of her neck. Spectacles covered her kind weak eyes, and the clothes she wore were in the gentle hues of fawn and brown, as inconspicuous as her retiring nature. She had spent many years in the infants' class of Thrush Green school, and was held in great affection and respect by pupils and parents.

Isobel had always been pretty: her blue eyes sparkled, her fair hair curled, and even now in her fifties, she remained trim of figure and youthfully energetic.

In the months after the death of her first husband, her manner was subdued as she struggled to get over her loss. Agnes's quiet sympathy did a great deal to help her, and the kindness of her Thrush Green friends was an added support.

But it was Harold Shoosmith, a relative newcomer himself to Thrush Green, who proved such a staunch friend. He insisted on accompanying her on many of her house-hunting forays, knowing only too well from his own recent experiences how depressing and exhausting such undertakings can be.

Over the months the friendship grew deeper, and when Harold asked her to marry him, it was, as Isobel mischievously put it, 'the answer to all that house-hunting'; the two had settled down in Harold's house on Thrush Green, to their own delight and that of their friends.

When the two school teachers had decided to retire together, the Shoosmiths knew that, not only would they miss them sorely, but that they would have new neighbours in the school house next door. Until that time, the head teacher of the school had always lived in the school house, but now the education authority had decided to sell the property.

The new headmaster owned a house some twenty miles away, and was quite prepared to make the journey daily. He had two young children who were doing well at their present school, and his wife was happy in their house. It seemed pointless to uproot the whole family to live in a house which needed to have a great deal done to it. In any case, the thought of finding the money for Thrush Green's school house was a daunting one. He decided to let things remain as they were while he tackled his new job.

The travelling did not worry him, nor did the challenge of fresh problems at the school. But he was a little anxious about his wife's health, and hoped that the length of time he would have to spend away from her each day would not depress her.

She had been left rather frail after the birth of their second child, now aged six, and relied—rather too heavily, some of their friends thought privately—upon the cheerful willingness of her husband. She could do no wrong in his eyes, and he was blind to the fact that, like so many apparently gentle and fragile wives, she had an inner core of selfishness which relished dominating her very kind-hearted partner.

Harold and Isobel had invited them to supper soon after Alan Lester had taken up his duties at the school, and agreed that they were a 'nice couple' as they waved them goodbye. They did not see Mrs Lester again but often spoke to Alan, and liked him more and more as the weeks passed.

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