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Then, when Lady Turnour and Sir Samuel had washed their hands of me, and I was left in a strange hotel, practically without a sou unless the Turnours chose to be inconveniently generous, and packed me off with a ticket to Paris I should find it very difficult to escape from my Corn Plaster admirer. This time there would be no kind Lady Kilmarny to whom I could appeal.
"And I want you should speak to me in the third person, like the French servants are supposed to do in good houses." "If mad if your ladyship wishes." My one wild desire was to laugh. "What references have you got from your last situation?" "I have never been in service before my lady." "My word! That's bad. However, you're on the spot, and Lady Kilmarny recommends you.
And now she the Comtesse is just sailing for New York with her husband." "The Comtesse de Nesle that pretty little American! I've met her in Paris and at the Dublin Horse Show," exclaimed Lady Kilmarny. "Well, I wish I could take up the rescue work where she has laid it down.
I laid the bursting sun on the table, and told them everything, very fast, without pausing to take breath, so that they wouldn't have time to stop me. But I didn't begin with the bursting sun, or even with the beating that Bertie was enjoying in the woods; I began with the Princess Boriskoff, and Lady Kilmarny; and I addressed Sir Samuel, from beginning to end.
I dared not believe that she had posed for me. It must have been for Lady Kilmarny; and that I alone should see the picture was a bad beginning. She is of the age when a woman can still tell people that she is forty, hoping they will exclaim politely, "Impossible!" It is not enough for her to be a Ladyship and a millionairess. She will be a beauty as well, or at all costs she will be looked at.
We went up in the lift together, and the moment she opened the door of her sitting-room I saw that she had contrived to make it look like herself. She talked only about her books and photographs and flowers until the coffee had come, and we seemed better acquainted. Then she told me that she was Lady Kilmarny "Irish in every drop in her veins"; and presently set herself to draw me out.
Suddenly I felt that I must go alone. "Please leave me to my fate," I said. "I should be too self-conscious if you were with me. Probably I should laugh in her face, or do something dreadful." "Very well," Lady Kilmarny agreed. "Perhaps you're right. Say that I sent you, and that, though you've never been with me, friends of mine know all about you.
Lady Kilmarny said this smilingly, as she found the red book, and passed her finger down the columns of P's. "Yes, here's the name, and the two addresses on the visiting-card. Yes, an engagement with her would be safe, if not agreeable. But how to get you to England?" "Perhaps I could go as somebody's maid," I reflected aloud. She looked at me sharply. "Would you do that?"
"Do you think she'd have me?" I asked "the quaint creature, her ladyship?" "Only too likely that she would," said Lady Kilmarny. "But remember, the worst is, she doesn't know she's a quaint creature. She is quite happy about herself, offensively happy, and would consider you the 'creature. A truly awful person, my dear.
I began by making up my mind not to pour forth all my troubles, lest she should think that I wanted to take advantage of her kindness and sponge upon her for help; but she was irresistible, as only a true Irishwoman can be, and the first thing I knew, I had emptied my heart of its worries. "You will have to go back to the cousins you've been living with in Paris," pronounced Lady Kilmarny.
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