Edna Browning; $b or, the Leighton homestead. A novelHolmes, Mary Jane
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Edna Browning; $b or, the Leighton homestead. A novel
Holmes, Mary Jane
American fiction -- 19th century
Suddenly the firm failed, and again Georgie was without employment, with
a greater love for dress and admiration than ever before, inasmuch as
she had been so flattered and caressed. Her next situation was that of
nursery governess in the family of Mr. Le Roy, who lived on Fourteenth
street, and who had seven daughters, and one only son. Here, in this
family where a governess was but little more than an ordinary servant,
and where she was seldom or never admitted to a glimpse of the gay
world, save as she saw it in the rich dresses the young ladies wore, or
heard it in the snatches of talk in which they sometimes indulged in her
presence, she lived a dreary, monotonous life, always sitting, and
eating, and sleeping in the nursery, where she washed and dressed, and
taught and hated the three little Le Roys, who were the fruit of a
second marriage, and who did all they could to worry their young
teacher’s life away.
It was getting to be intolerable, and Georgie was beginning to think
seriously of giving up the situation, and either returning to the home
on Varick street, or accepting Henry Morton, when the only son of the
house, Richard Le Roy, came home from Europe, and everything was changed
as if by magic. They met first in the nursery, where Richard came for a
romp with his little half-sisters. He was very fond of children, and as
the little ones were nearly crazy over their tall, handsome brother,
waylaying him at every corner, and dragging him with them, it came about
naturally enough that he was often in the school-room, where a pair of
the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, soon began to brighten when he
came, and a young face to blush and half turn away when it met his
admiring gaze. Perhaps he meant no harm at first, for he was not vicious
or bad at heart. Georgie was a poor little lonesome thing, who was
shamefully neglected by his proud sisters, and who would be far more in
place in the drawing-room than in that pent-up hole with all those young
ones worrying her to death, and if he could do anything to ameliorate
her condition, it was his duty to do it.
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