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And with these words Madame de la Rougierre broke down altogether. She sobbed, she wept, she gabbled piteously, all manner of incomprehensible roulades of lamentation and entreaty; coyly, penitently, in a most interesting agitation, she produced the very key from her breast, with a string tied to it. My father was little moved by this piteous tempest.
'Is he a what d'ye call'em a Swedenborgian? 'I believe so. 'Oh, I see; ha, ha, ha! And so poor Austin must ask leave to go up to town. Well, go he shall, whether his doctor likes it or not, for it would not do to send you there in charge of your Frenchwoman, my dear. What's her name? 'Madame de la Rougierre. Lady Knollys pursued her enquiries.
This was Madame de la Rougierre, my new governess. I think all the servants hated her. She was by no means a pleasant gouvernante for a nervous girl of my years. She was always making excuses to consult my father about my contumacy and temper. She tormented me by ghost stories to cover her nocturnal ramblings, and she betrayed a terrifying curiosity about his health and his will.
Of Madame de la Rougierre I had nothing at first particular to remark. Only, reader, if you happen to be a rather nervous and very young girl, I ask you to conceive my fears and imaginings, and the kind of misery which I was suffering. Its intensity I cannot now even myself recall. But it overshadowed me perpetually a care, an alarm.
'Did not you tell me, Maud, that you had lost your pearl cross while that dreadful Madame de la Rougierre was here? 'Yes; but 'I know; but what has she to do with Mademoiselle de Blassemare, you were going to say they are one and the same person.
But I was immovable. It was neither obstinacy nor caprice, but a profound fear that governed me. I was then afraid yes, afraid. Afraid of what? Well, of going with Madame de la Rougierre to Church Scarsdale that day. That was all. And I believe that instinct was true. She turned a bitter glance toward Church Scarsdale, and bit her lip. She saw that she must give it up.
'Oh, Mary, Mary, she's come that dreadful woman, Madame de la Rougierre, has come to be my governess again; and Uncle Silas won't hear or believe anything about her. It is vain talking; he is prepossessed. Was ever so unfortunate a creature as I? Who could have fancied or feared such a thing? Oh, Mary, Mary, what am I to do? what is to become of me?
They walked, having left the carriage to follow when the horses were fed; and Madame de la Rougierre, who was in my uncle's room when little Giblets arrived to say that the party were in the parlour, whispered for a little with my uncle, who then said
That woman what does she call herself Rougierre? I have reason to believe is in fact, from circumstances, must be your enemy; you will find her very deep, daring, and unscrupulous, I venture to say, and you can't be too much on your guard. Do you quite understand me, Maud? 'I do, said I, with a gasp, and my eyes fixed on her with a terrified interest, as if on a warning ghost.
'Yes, thank you Madame de la Rougierre, who has arrived with excellent testimonials, strenuously denies the whole thing. Here is a conflict, my dear in my mind a presumption of mistake. I confess I should prefer that theory to a peremptory assumption of guilt. I felt incredulous and amazed; it seemed as if a dream were being enacted before me.
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