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One she dismissed as 'an auldish, impident wumman wi' specs'; and the other as 'terrible genteel. Both of them 'a sair come-down frae Miss Reston. Now you are gone you are on a pedestal." "I wasn't always on a pedestal," said Pamela, "but I shall always have a tenderness for Bella Bathgate and her parlour." She smiled to Lewis Elliot as she said it. Jean, sitting beside Mr.
I'm glad there's no one to dress her and make an affected doll of her.... She's the kind of girl a man would like to have for a daughter." "But what," asked Mrs. Duff-Whalley, "can Miss Reston have in common with people like the Jardines? I don't believe they have more than £300 a year, and such a plain little house, and one queer old servant.
Pamela Reston stood in Bella Bathgate's parlour and surveyed it disconsolately. It was papered in a trying shade of terra-cotta and the walls were embellished by enlarged photographs of the Bathgate family decent, well-living people, but plain-headed to a degree. Linoleum covered the floor.
She was surprised at her own pleasure in seeing the boxes carried upstairs again, in hearing the soft voice talking to Mawson, in sniffing the faint sweet scent that seemed to hang about the house when Miss Reston was in it, conquering the grimmer odour of naphtha and boiled cabbage which generally held sway. Bella had missed Mawson too.
Her tone held no doubt of their delighted acceptance, but Miss Watson, who had suffered much from Mrs. Duff-Whalley, who had been made use of and then passed unnoticed, taken up when needed and dropped, replied with great deliberation, "Oh, thank you, but we are going to tea with Miss Reston that afternoon. I dare say we shall hear from someone what is decided about the sale of work."
As likely as not, she's an absconding lady's-maid but a call commits one to nothing. She was out anyway, so I didn't see her." "Oh, indeed," said Mrs. Jowett, blushing pink, "Miss Reston is no impostor. When you have seen her you will realise that. I met her yesterday at the Jardines'. She is the most delightful creature, so charming to look at, so wonderfully graceful "
Let the lassies dress up as long as they have the heart; they'll have long years to learn sense if they're spared.... Miss Reston, did you ever see anything bonnier than Tweed and Hopetoun Woods? Jean, my dear, Lewis Elliot brought me a book last night which really delighted me. Poems by Violet Jacob. If anyone could do for Tweeddale what she has done for Angus I would be glad...."
David has gone over all the hills looking for him, but he may be lying trapped in some wood. Come and speak to Mrs. M'Cosh for a minute. Between Peter and the boiler she is in despair." They found Mrs. M'Cosh baking with the gas oven. "It's a scone for the tea. When I seen Miss Reston it kinna cheered me up. Hae ye tell't her aboot Peter?" "He will turn up yet, Mrs. M'Cosh," Pamela assured her.
The tradesmen of Reston, the neighbouring town, however, somewhat hesitated about supplying Jane with provisions. "But there is the furniture," she answered, "and that will sell for I don't know how much; it is very beautiful and kept carefully." In Jane's eyes it might have been so, as it was superior to what she had seen in her mother's humble cottage.
Muriel and I are going to London shortly, on our way to the Continent. Will you be there, Miss Reston?" "Probably, and if I am Jean will be with me. Do you hear that, Jean?" and paying no attention to the dubious shake of Jean's head she went on: "We must give Jean a very good time and have lots of parties. Perhaps, Mrs.
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