A Song of a Single Note: A Love StoryBarr, Amelia E.
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A Song of a Single Note: A Love Story
Barr, Amelia E.
Fiction; Love stories
His new wife was very suitable to him. She was thirty-eight years old
and distinctly handsome, tall and fair, rather highly colored, and
dressed with great care in a morning robe of Indian silk. She was very
cheerful and composed, had fine health, lived in the unruffled
atmosphere of her interests, and had no nerves worth speaking of--a nice
woman apparently, who would always behave as nice women were then taught
to behave. And yet there were within her elements much at variance with
that habitual subservience she showed her husband. Maria was not long in
discovering that, though she spoke little and never boasted, she got all
she wished to get and did all she wished to do.
After Mr. Semple had gone to business she took Maria to the rooms
prepared for her. They were light and airy and prettily furnished, and
Mrs. Semple pointed out particularly the little sitting-room attached.
It contained a small library of books which are now classic, a spinnet
for practice, maps and globes, and a convenient desk furnished with all
the necessary implements for writing or correspondence.
Maria had fully resolved not to be forced into any kind of study, but as
she stood listening to her stepmother's plans and explanations she
changed her mind. She resolved rather to insist on the finest teachers
London could furnish. She would perfect herself in music and singing;
she would enlarge her knowledge and accomplishments in every direction,
and all this that she might astonish and please Lord Medway when he came
for her. That he would do so she never doubted; and he could not doubt
_her_ love when he saw and heard what she had done to make herself more
worthy of him.
But this incitement she kept to herself. She permitted her father and
stepmother to believe that the fulfilling of their desires was her sole
motive, and this beautiful obedience gave her much liberty in other
directions. So the weeks and months went past very pleasantly. She had
an Italian singing master and a French dancing master, Kalkbrenner gave
her music lessons, Madame Jermyn taught her embroidery and lace, and two
hours every day were spent in the study of history and geography, and
her much neglected grammar. It was all pleasant enough; every master or
mistress brought in a fresh element, a little gossip, a different
glimpse of the great city in which they all lived. And the preparation
of her studies and the practice of her music gave her almost unbounded
control of her time. If things were not agreeable down stairs her study
was a safe retreat, and she began to take off their shelves the books
provided for her amusement and instruction, and to make friends of them
and become familiar with their thoughts and opinions.
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