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Updated: May 22, 2025
The word "lace," in Madame Cie's bill, invariably meant machine-made trash, worth tenpence a yard, but charged eighteen shillings a yard for one pennyworth of work in putting it on. Where real lace was used, Madame Cie always LET HER CUSTOMERS KNOW IT. Miss Lucas's bill for this year contained the two following little items:
On Thursday, as Rosa went gayly into Madame Cie's back room to have the dresses tried on, Madame Cie said, "You have a beautiful lace shawl, but it wants arranging; in five minutes I could astonish you with what I could do to that shawl." "Oh, pray do," said Mrs. Staines. The dressmaker kept her word.
The two ladies drove off to Madame Cie's, a pretty shop lined with dark velvet and lace draperies. In the back room they were packing a lovely bridal dress, going off the following Saturday to New York. "What, send from America to London?" "Oh, dear, yes!" exclaimed Madame Cie. "The American ladies are excellent customers. They buy everything of the best, and the most expensive."
You have ruined us: these debts will sweep away the last shilling of our little capital; but it isn't that, oh, no! it is the miserable deceit." Rosa's eye caught the sum total of Madame Cie's bill, and she turned pale. "Oh, what a cheat that woman is!" But she turned paler when Christopher said, "That is the one honest bill; for I gave you leave. It is these that part us: these! these!
Yet you could go and God grant me patience. So I suppose these unprincipled women lent you their stays to deceive your husband?" "No. But they laughed at me so that Oh, Christie, I'm a wretch; I kept a pair at the Lucases, and a pair at Madame Cie's, and I put them on now and then." "But you never appeared here in them?" "What, before my tyrant? Oh no, I dared not."
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