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
"Una will be coming on by that time; her mother wanted to bring her out
now, the girls are getting too big to be about as children. No, if
we're to have Amethyst on our hands, which of course is uncommon bad
luck, we'd better take her at her best. Cleverley's not a bad
neighbourhood--we could bring her out first in the country. I know her
mother means to have her with her somehow this year. It won't do to let
her be permanently on our hands, now you haven't the same prospect for
her. You must see that, though how the deuce my lady will manage to get
her frocks--"
"I'll keep her, Haredale," cried Miss Haredale, starting up. "I'll keep
her, somehow. A London season and a fashionable marriage is not the end
of existence. She shall not have to go through the misery of
difficulties about dress and other things, which I knew only too well I
did not know what I was doing in coming here. Don't expose her to all
those shifts and contrivances?"
"You're upset, Anna," said Lord Haredale, "and no wonder!--By Jove!
there's nothing so upsetting as losing money, especially when you've had
nothing to show for it!"
"Can you wonder," said Miss Haredale, struggling with her feelings, "can
you wonder that I shrink from exposing the child to--to so many
temptations?"
"There's nothing to hurt her," said Lord Haredale easily. "She'll never
come in Blanche's way; and Charles, curse him, never comes home at all.
She'll be with people quite of your own sort at Cleverley. Of course
we're quite aware of all you've done for her, I shouldn't think of
taking her away from you, in any other case. But come down and talk the
matter over with my lady. Capital train at 4:30. Come for a couple of
nights and see for yourself. You'll find it all right enough for her.
Come and see."
"Well, I shall at least hear what her mother thinks," said Miss
Haredale, doubtfully; for in truth the mother was the chief subject of
anxiety in her anxious mind. When eleven years before she had taken her
niece to live with her, her object had been to make Amethyst's girlhood
as unlike as possible to her own.
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