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Updated: May 13, 2025
It mus' a been his sperrit!" said superstitious Katie, with the deepest awe. "Claudia, my dearest, what is the matter? What is all this? What has happened?" anxiously inquired the Countess of Hurstmonceux, as, hastily wrapped in her dressing-gown, she hurried into the chamber and up to Claudia's bedside. "Come closer, Berenice; stoop down; now listen!
And it was with the utmost astonishment the youth learned they were all to go to reside on the plantation of Judge Merlin Claudia's father! Well! to live so near her house would make his duty to conquer his passion only the more difficult, but he was still resolved to effect his purpose.
And with a violent kick the door of Claudia's boudoir, which certainly was not locked, was thrown open, and Lord Vincent, with inflamed cheeks and blood-shot eyes, strode into the room, followed by Mrs. Dugald, Mrs. MacDonald, and old Cuthbert. "Keep the door, sir! Let no one pass out!" roared the viscount to his butler, who immediately shut the door and placed himself against it.
She was unspeakably miserable, and would have wished for death, had she not been a firm believer in future retribution. "Misery loves company," it is said. There was one inmate in this unblessed house who seemed quite as miserable as Claudia herself. This was one of the housemaids; the one who had charge of Claudia's own rooms.
But she held that women of birth and breeding must preserve the fastidiousness of their ideals, lest there be social chaos. "There would be no ladies left in the world," she often told Becky, "if we older women went at the modern pace." Becky, in contrast to Aunt Claudia's smartness, showed up rather ingloriously.
I could not, and so I was about to lay aside the paper and send for the one of the day before, when my eye happened to light on a paragraph in which I found your name. It was the robbery of your purse at Holyrood Palace. There I learned your address. And I came away here immediately." Claudia's fingers tightened on the hand of the countess which she still retained in hers.
For she knew that if Lady Vincent were compelled to appear in the public courtroom the next day, she must wear widow's weeds. When she took these articles into Claudia's room and showed them to her, the latter said: "My dear Berenice, I thank you very much for your thoughtful care. But do you know that it would seem like hypocrisy in me to wear this mourning?"
She was a martial little soul in spite of her distinctly feminine type of mind. Aunt Claudia's lingerie, chastely French-embroidered in little scallops, with fresh white ribbons run in, was laid out on the bed in neat piles. There was also a gray corduroy dressing-gown, lined with silk. "This will be too warm," Becky said; "please let me put in my white crepe house-coat.
"My dear," said the judge, who had comported himself with wonderful calmness through the trying hour of Claudia's narration; "my dear, cast that care to the winds. Your servants are safe and well and near at hand." "'Safe and well, and near at hand! Oh, papa, are you certain quite certain?" exclaimed Claudia, in joy modified by doubt.
I put a stop to that; I went to see her after I left you; I explained it all to her." "All?" "I told her I was going to begin all over again." Claudia's heart gave a forward bound and then sank back hopelessly. "But the panels ?" "That's all right too. I told her about the panels," he reassured her. "You told her ?" "That I can't paint them now.
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