The Gambling Man

Lizzie, pulling herself up from the deep chair, went and sat beside her on the couch and, taking her hand, patted it as she said, ‘Aye, and . . . and it’ll be like this for some time. I know. Oh aye, I know ’cos I’ve a world of emptiness inside here.’ She placed her hand on her ribs. ‘But it’ll ease, lass; it’ll ease; it won’t go altogether, it’ll change into something else, but it’ll ease. We couldn’t go on livin’ if it didn’t. So in the meantime we’ve put our heads together, haven’t we, Jimmy?’ She looked towards Jimmy, where he sat rubbing one lip tightly over the other and he nodded, ‘And this is what we thought. But mind, it’s just up to you, it’s up to you to say. But seeing that in a short while Jimmy’ll be working on the waterfront, well, as Ruth pointed out, it’s a trek and a half right back to the cottage twice a day, and in all weathers. And—’ she gave a little smile now— ‘she also reminded him that he hadn’t got a carriage and pair yet, and that he’d have to shank it, so she wondered if you wouldn’t mind puttin’ him up here for a while, ’cos . . .’

‘Oh, yes. Oh, yes, Jimmy.’ Charlotte leant eagerly towards him, holding out her hand, and Jimmy grasped it. And now with tears in her voice she said, ‘Oh, I’m so grateful. But . . . but your mother?’

‘Oh, she’s all right.’ Jimmy’s voice was a little unsteady as he replied. ‘She has me da, and I’ll be poppin’ up there every now and again. She’s all right.’

‘Oh, thank you. Thank you.’ Now Charlotte looked at Lizzie, and Lizzie said, ‘An’ that’s not all, there’s me.’ She now dug her thumb in between her breasts. ‘I’ve got nothin’ to do with meself, I’m sittin’ picking me nails half me time, an’ I thought, well, if she can put up with me I’ll stay until the child comes ’cos I’ve a mind to be the first to see me grandson, or me granddaughter, or twins, or triplets, whatever comes.’

‘Oh, Lizzie! Lizzie!’ Charlotte now turned and buried her face in the deep flesh of Lizzie’s shoulder, and Lizzie, stroking her hair, muttered, ‘There now. There now. Now stop it. It’s the worst thing you can do to bubble your eyes out. Grannie Waggett used to say that you should never cry when you’re carryin’ a child ’cos you’re takin’ away the water it swims in.’ She gave a broken laugh here, then said, ‘There now. There now. Come on, dry your eyes. What you want is a cup of tea.’ She turned towards Jimmy, saying, ‘Pull that bell there, Jimmy, an’ ring for tea.’ Then with the tears still in her eyes, she laughed as she lifted Charlotte’s face towards her, saying, ‘Did you ever hear anythin’ like it in your life? Me, Lizzie O’Dowd, saying ring for tea. What’s the world comin’ to, I ask you?’

Charlotte stared back into the face of the mother of her beloved. Two years ago she had been alone, but since then she had experienced love, and such love she knew she would never know again. But on the day she had bargained for Rory’s love she had said to him that there were many kinds of love, and it was being proved to her now at this moment.

When Lizzie said to her, ‘If you don’t watch out I’ll take over, I’m made like that. Ring for tea, I said, just as if I was born to it. I tell you!’ Charlotte put out her hand and cupped the plump cheek, and what she said now and what she was to say for many years ahead was, ‘Oh, Lizzie! Lizzie! My dear Lizzie.’

THE END