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Jane made an altogether involuntary step forward. Her face became the colour of her clean white apron. "Out!" she gasped. Hester turned sharply round. "To the lake," she said. "What do you mean by staring in that way?" Jane did not tell her what she meant. She incontinently ran from the room without any shadow of a pretence at a lady's maid's decorum.
All was peace; and as the dust which had turned Angela's golden hair to silver was being brushed away by Kate, the tale of the maid's adventures was unfolded. Yet Angela, smiling gently, as she inhaled the sweetness of violets, hardly listened. She was glad that Kate was almost well and that Timmy was restored to the bosom of his family.
Harper sent for a maid for me to come to live with my wife. I like the maid's looks well enough, and I believe may do well, she looking very modestly and speaking so too. I directed her to speak with my wife, and so Creed and I away to Mr.
Zo's narrative of what had happened, on the evening of Teresa's arrival, had produced its inevitable effect on the maid's mind. Strengthening, by the sympathy which it excited, her grateful attachment to Carmina, it had necessarily intensified her dislike of Mrs. Gallilee and Mrs. Gallilee's innocent husband had profited by that circumstance! Unexpectedly tried by time, Mr.
Hereupon Ursula steps forth to speak the address; but sooner may a man hear a cricket in a thunderstorm than a maid's voice amid that pealing of bells and shouting and cries of welcome. Meseems verily as though the fluttering handkerchiefs, the flying pennons, and the caps waved in the air had found voice; and Ursula turns her head to this side and that as though seeking help.
Aleck rose with a sigh and crossed the room, and the maid came in with a covered plate of something hot which emitted an appetising odour. "It's very good of you, Jane," began Aleck; "but " "My! You are a sight, Master Aleck! Whatever have you been a-doing to yourself?" "Fighting, I tell you," said the boy, smiling in the middle-aged maid's homely face. "Who with, my dear?"
It was Christmas Eve, and a dance in the great gallery was the yearly festival at the abbey. All had been eager for it, but the maid's story seemed to have lessened their enthusiasm, though no one would own it. This annoyed Sir Jasper, and he exerted himself to clear the atmosphere by affecting gaiety he did not feel.
But gulping down my shame I recounted the story of the scene in Paris and gave a report of my maid's charges and surmises. "Humph!" said the Bishop, and I saw in a moment that he was going to belittle my proofs. "Little or no evidence of your own, apparently. Chiefly that of your maid. And ladies' maids are notorious mischief-makers." "But it's true," I said. "My husband will not deny it.
No, guess again; it is about a marriage." She poured him out some tea and indicated the bread and butter. Tristram, she knew, loved her stillroom maid's brown bread and butter. "A man, or a woman?" she asked, meditatively. "A man ME!" he said, with reckless grammar. "You, Tristram!" Ethelrida exclaimed, with as much excitement as she ever permitted herself. "You going to be married! But to whom?"
Then she consulted her father concerning certain arrangements which must be made, and also asked him what she should say to the maid's lover, who had come to beseech his forgiveness. "Tell him to leave me in peace!" cried Herr Ernst vehemently.
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