He cared more for that black-eyed , waxen-faced girl at the old Pye place than for his own kin . Eunice put her hands over her dry , burning eyes and groaned aloud . Caroline Holland had her hour of triumph over Eunice when she heard it all . To one of her nature there was no pleasure so sweet as that of saying , `` I told you so . '' Having said it , however , she offered Eunice a home . Electa Holland was dead , and Eunice might fill her place very acceptably , if she would . `` You ca n't go off and live by yourself , '' Caroline told her . `` It 's all nonsense to talk of such a thing . We will give you a home , if Christopher is going to turn you out . You were always a fool , Eunice , to pet and pamper him as you 've done . This is the thanks you get for it -- turned out like a dog for his fine wife 's whim ! I only wish your mother was alive ! '' It was probably the first time Caroline had ever wished this . She had flown at Christopher like a fury about the matter , and had been rudely insulted for her pains . Christopher had told her to mind her own business . When Caroline cooled down she made some arrangements with him , to all of which Eunice listlessly assented . She did not care what became of her . When Christopher Holland brought Victoria as mistress to the house where his mother had toiled , and suffered , and ruled with her rod of iron , Eunice was gone . In Charles Holland 's household she took Electa 's place -- an unpaid upper servant . Charles and Caroline were kind enough to her , and there was plenty to do .
For five years her dull , colorless life went on , during which time she never crossed the threshold of the house where Victoria XXXXX ruled with a sway as absolute as Naomi 's had been .
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