The Good Husband

Chapter 1 Magda Danvers, the week before Christmas, returned home from surgery at Catskill Hospital and telephoned to her chairman she would not be meeting her classes for second semester. "It seems the Great Uncouth has taken up permanent residence inside me," she informed him. "Well, I always was a good student; now I must see what I can learn from my final teacher." She had many visitors. This was during the first stage of her dying, when she still looked and spoke like her old self. Ray Johnson, the chairman of the English Department at Aurelia College, lost no time in disseminating her audacious remark around campus, and people wanted to go over to the restored Colonial farmhouse their prized teacher shared with her husband, Francis Lake, a devoted, self-effacing man much younger than herself, and see for themselves how Magda would go about learning from her final teacher. During the remainder of deep winter, Magda held court in her snug upstairs study, crammed with all her books, surrounded by her beloved Blake reproductions. She reclined on the worn leather sofa in a baggy sweater and old tweed trousers and red velvet carpet slippers, an afghan spread over her, her famous mahogany hair floating loose around her shoulders rather than pinned up in its usual fat twist. A fire crackled in the small fireplace, tended by her husband. At regular intervals, Francis would poke his head around the door and ask, "How is the fire doing, my love?" If she replied, "We could use a couple more logs, Frannie," that was their signal that she was enjoying her visitor, and Francis would slip in unobtrusively and rekindle the fire. If she said, "I think we'll just let it burn itself out," that meant the visitor was not contributing enough to the precious time she had left in this world, and Francis was to return in three to five minutes and announce it was time for one of Magda's obligatory reset periods in the bedroom at the other end of the hall. Her students came. Suzanne Riley brought Magda her map of the Mountain of Purgatory, Magda's last class assignment before entering the hospital. "I want you to have the original of this, Professor Danvers. I mad a color photocopy to hand in to Professor Ramirez-Suarez. He'll be taking your classes second semester while...until..." The girl looked away miserably. "It's okay, Suzanne," Magda soothed her. "We both know what you mean. But this is a gorgeous map. All the detail you put into these figures. I didn't even assign figures." "Well, Iaman arts major. At first I dreaded your assignment. You know. All that extrawork. I mean, if you're going to draw a really good map, you have to read the stuff really carefully so you'll know what to draw. But then it was weird. I got really involved. I always know when I get involved while I'm drawing because my mouth begins to water. If that doesn't sound too gross." Francis Lake poked his head briefly around the door. "How's the fire doing, Magda?" "Oh, pile on some more logs," replied Magda cheerfully. "But first, come and look at this splendid drawing. I want to get it framed as soon as possible and hang it up with my Blakes so I can look at it in the time I've got left. A good map of Purgatory fits inperfectlywith my present studies. Let's see, where am I on the Mountain? I'd like to be as far up as the Gluttonous cornicethe warm sins are betterbut I'm probably still down in lower Purgatory with the cold and proud. Where do you think I am, Frannie?" "You're certainGodwin, Gail is the author of 'The Good Husband', published 1997 under ISBN 9780517195246 and ISBN 0517195240.