away. Then there was Dickthe groombut he laughed at meand I
suffered misery
louis vuitton earrings!" and she struck a tragic French attitude. "There is to be
company here to-morrow she added
rattling on with childish naivete
and papa's sweetheart--Blanche Marabout--is to be here. You know they
say she is to be my mamma."
What thrill was this shot through me? But I rose calmlyand
administering a slight correction to the childleft the apartment.
Blunderbore Housefor the next weekwas the scene of gayety and
merriment. That portion of the mansion closed with a grating was walled
upand the midnight shrieks no longer troubled me.
But I felt more keenly the degradation of my situation. I was obliged
to help Lady Blanche at her toilet and help her to look beautiful. For what?
To captivate him? O--nono--but why this sudden thrill and faintness?
Did he really love her? I had seen him pinch and swear at her. But I
reflected that he had thrown a candlestick at my headand my foolish
heart was reassured.
It was a night of festivitywhen a sudden message obliged Mr.
Rawjester to leave his guests for a few hours. "Make yourselves merry
idiots he added
under his breath
as he passed me. The door closed and
he was gone.
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