Maunt

  “The Unnamed God speed your progress,” murmured the Superior Maunt, though her eyes had shunted inward, as if already on to the next problem.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

Before Oatsie had finished tying the strings of her boots, she heard the Superior Maunt say to her colleagues, “Now you must help me on the stairs, ladies, for I will go to visit our invalid.”

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

  “Very sentimental indeed, Mother Maunt,” said Sister Doctor.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

The wagoneer could see that the Superior Maunt was waiting, hopefully, for her own deliverance from this world and delivery unto the next.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

  “As to such treatments that may be required,” began Sister Apothecaire, but the Superior Maunt held up her hand.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

The Superior Maunt dropped her forehead into her fingers and breathed deeply, feeling that the world had changed utterly, and wondering how quickly she would regret this action.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

He did not see the Superior Maunt asking questions of her esteemed guest about the payout schedule of a proposed beneficial annuity.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

The older maunts were escorted in, in wheeled chairs when necessary; the novices took their places on their knees until the Superior Maunt indicated they should sit.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

  “No,” said the Superior Maunt, her eyes now closed.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005

The Superior Maunt began talking aloud, to keep her thoughts straight.

Son of a Witch Maguire, Gregory 2005