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Is it not so, Sibylla mine?" Sibylla smiled, and held up her face to be kissed. "Yes, you are right, Lionel." Swayed by impulse, more than by anything else, she thought of her treasures upstairs, in the process of dis-interment from their cases by Benoite, and ran from him to inspect them. Lionel put on his hat, and strolled out of doors.
You can come upstairs and see them, if you like. Benoite is unpacking them." "Well, I don't know," mused Jan. "I don't suppose they are what I should care to see. What are the things?" "Dresses, and bonnets, and mantles, and lace, and coiffures," returned Sibylla. "I can't tell you half the beautiful things.
Some people like to read a word or two of the Bible, as soon as conveniently may be, after getting up in the morning. Was that good book the study of Sibylla? Not at all. Her study was a French novel. By dint of patience, and the assistance of Mademoiselle Benoite in the hard words and complicated sentences, Mrs. Verner contrived to arrive tolerably well at its sense.
I trust that some time or other I shall be able to remedy it." "We should not have to keep her," argued Sibylla. "She'd live with Lady Verner's servants." Neither did he remind her that Lady Verner would have sufficient tax, keeping himself and her. One would have thought her own delicacy of feeling might have suggested it. "It cannot be, Sibylla. Lady Verner has no accommodation for Benoite."
Mr. and Mrs. Verner had returned the night before, Mademoiselle Benoite and her packages making part of their train. A whole fourgon could not have been sufficient to convey these packages from the French capital to the frontier. Phoeby, the simple country maid whom Sibylla had taken to Paris with her, found her place a sinecure since the engagement of Mademoiselle Benoite.
A furnished house in a good position was taken; servants were imported to it from Verner's Pride; and there Sibylla launched into all the follies of the day. At Easter she "set her heart" upon a visit to Paris, and Lionel acquiesced. They remained there three weeks; Sibylla laying in a second stock of toilettes for Mademoiselle Benoite to rule over; and then they went back to London.
Once more the new saps were awakening above the long sleep of the dead. They went in together, through the lower door, into the empty church, where the old "benoite" in a black mantilla was alone, dusting the altars.
To save you the trouble of presiding. Thank you," she continued good-humouredly, "I am more comfortable here. What is this story about a ghost? The kitchen's in a regular commotion, Benoite says." "To what do you allude?" asked Lionel. "Dan Duff is dying, or dead," returned Sibylla. "Benoite was in Deerham last night, and brought him home to carry her parcels.
A scene ensued with Sibylla, but for once Lionel was firm. "You will have every attendance provided for you, Sibylla, my mother said. But I cannot take Benoite; neither would Lady Verner admit her." John Massingbird had agreed to keep on most of the old servants.
"She shall be welcome," said the abbess; without, however, much of the spirit of welcome in her tone. "So this is our calamity!" said Euphrosyne, laughing. "There is calamity at hand, assuredly," sighed sister Benoite. "Nay, nay, my daughter. This is superstition," said the abbess. "Whatever it be, reverend mother, do we not all, does not every one quake when Madame Oge comes abroad?"
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