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Title: The Last of Mrs. DeBrugh

Author: H. Sivia

Release Date: May 21, 2010 [EBook #32468]

Language: English

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The Last of Mrs. DeBrugh

By H. SIVIA

[Transcriber Note: This etext was produced from Weird Tales October
1937. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S.
copyright on this publication was renewed.]

[Sidenote: _Mr. DeBrugh was dead, but he still regarded his promise as a
sacred duty to be carried out.+]

"Letty," Mr. DeBrugh remarked between long puffs on his meerschaum,
"you've been a fine maid. You've served Mrs. DeBrugh and me for most of
fifteen years. Now I haven't much more time in this life, and I want you
to know that after Mrs. DeBrugh and I are gone, you will be well taken
care of."

Letty stopped her dusting of the chairs in Mr. DeBrugh's oak-paneled
study. She sighed and turned toward the man, who sat on a heavy sofa,
puffing on his pipe and gazing across the room into nothingness.

"You mustn't talk that way, Mr. DeBrugh," she said. "You know you're a
long time from the dark ways yet." She paused, and then went on dusting
and talking again. "And me--humph--I've only done what any ordinary
human would do to such a kind employer as you, sir. Especially after all
you've done for me."

He didn't say anything, and she went on with her work. Of course she
liked to work for him. She had adored the kindly old man since first she
had met him in an agency fifteen years before. A person couldn't ask for
a better master.

But there was the mistress, Mrs. DeBrugh! It was she who gave Letty
cause for worry. What with her nagging tongue and her sharp rebukes, it
was a wonder Letty had not quit long before.

She would have quit, too, but there had been the terrible sickness she
had undergone and conquered with the aid of the ablest physicians Mr.
DeBrugh could engage. She co