Amethyst: The Story of a BeautyColeridge, Christabel R. (Christabel Rose)
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Amethyst: The Story of a Beauty
Coleridge, Christabel R. (Christabel Rose)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
"After Easter. At her school they don't like going out in Lent," said
Lady Haredale, opening her eyes, and speaking as if keeping Lent was a
Japanese custom recently introduced. "She's been _so_ well brought up
by good Miss Haredale. But now she is eighteen, and it's time to take
her out. The fact is, her aunt has had money losses--the last person
among us who deserved them--but none of us ever have any money! She has
been down here, poor woman, with Lord Haredale, to settle about it all."
"She feels parting with her niece, no doubt."
"Oh yes, dreadfully. But of course we shall let Amethyst go to her
constantly. I'm so grateful to her for bringing her up. I hope the
child will rub along with us comfortably. We shall have a few people
staying with us soon; and while we are down here we must get these
children taught something--they can do nothing but gabble a little
French and German. Amethyst is finished, she has passed one of these
new examinations. I hardly know what they are--but we left all that to
her aunt, of course," concluded Lady Haredale, with a slight tone of
apology. "And I think she's too pretty to be a blue."
"I hope she will find Cleverley pleasant," said Miss Riddell as she rose
to take leave.
"I'm sure she will," said Lady Haredale sweetly and cordially, as she
shook hands with her guest. "Of course we shall do our best to enjoy
ourselves while we are in retreat. Though I don't mind confessing to
you that I detest the country."
"She looks innocent enough," thought Miss Riddell as she walked away.
"Silly I should say--but a real beauty."
"That woman's more frumpish than Aunt Annabel," said one of the girls as
the door closed behind the visitor.
"Just her style, dear good creature," said Lady Haredale. "But they're
the _Cheshire_ Riddells, you know, my dear--quite people to be civil
to."
CHAPTER FOUR.
THE HOME CIRCLE.
Lady Haredale was naturally gifted with peculiarly even, cheerful
spirits. She had a great capacity for enjoyment, though she had
troubles enough to break down a better woman. She had married at
seventeen a man much older than herself, already in embarrassed
circumstances. Her step-children both disliked her, and had given her
very good cause to dislike them.
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