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The high-bred Creole lady is a model of refinement modest, yet free in her manners; chaste in her thoughts and deportment; generous in her opinions, and full of charity; highly cultivated intellectually and by association; familiar from travel with the society of Europe; mistress of two, and frequently of half a dozen languages, versed in the literature of all.

"Maggie, where is your mistress's room?" "This is Mis' 'Liza's room, sir." "Nonsense! Miss 'Liza is only here on a visit this is your mistress. Where is her room, hey?" "Oh stop, Preston!" I begged him. "I am not mistress." "Yes, you are. I'll roast anybody who says you ain't. Come along, and you shall choose which room you will have; and if it isn't ready they will get it ready. Come!"

But Mistress Margaret was minded to have her own way, and, dividing the bundle in two, started on ahead with the larger share of it; so that, will she, nill she, the dame must follow. I knew, of course, that I was disobeying Mr.

His mistress, “the old lady,” was at a party and he was killing time till 11.30. Would I like to ride till then? No, I wanted to get homehad to be up too early for joy riding. Why so early? The factory. And before I realized it there I sat, the factory girl. Immediately he asked me to dinner any night I said.

In short, I agreed to run away with him to leave my father, my reputation, everything which was or ought to have been dear to me, and to live with this villain as a mistress, since I could not be his wife. "Was not this an obligation of the highest and tenderest kind, and had I not reason to expect every return in the man's power on whom I had conferred it?

'I have never been adapted for the life of a country gentleman, he continued, 'though I have endeavoured to make the best of it, and have in a certain way come to love the old place. But I don't care about wheat nor yet about bullocks; and a country house should always have a mistress. And so it was settled. Mr.

She was as loyal and serviceable to her mistress as any one could be, and evidently did her utmost to show her gratitude to Lettice, studying her tastes, and, as far possible, anticipating her wishes. But it was plain that she was not happy.

She said that it was impossible there could be a more enchanting project. 'You will have his place at supper; you will sleep in his bed; and tomorrow, as early as you like, you can walk off with both his mistress and his money. You may thus, at one blow, be amply revenged upon father and son.

Madame Desvarennes, having thus made up her mind, turned toward Jeanne who was waiting. "It is a long time since I have seen you, my dear, and I find you happy and smiling. It is the first time since your marriage that you have seemed so happy." Jeanne looked at the mistress without answering. In these words she detected irony.

"My dear," said her father, voicing the hospitality of the Carvels, "I am surprised at you. One should never show one's feelings toward a guest. As mistress of this house it was your duty to press him to stay." "He did not want to stay." "Do you know why he went, my dear," asked the Colonel. "No," said Virginia. "I asked him," said the Colonel. "Pa! I did not think it of you!" she cried.