Emmeline, the Orphan of the CastleSmith, Charlotte
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Emmeline, the Orphan of the Castle
Smith, Charlotte
Gothic fiction; Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Single women -- Fiction
By the extreme simplicity of her dress, he believed her to be only some
fair villager, or an assistant to the housekeeper; and therefore without
ceremony he began in broken English to protest his admiration, and
seized her hand with an impertinent freedom extremely shocking to
Emmeline.
She snatched it from him; and flying hastily back through those passages
which all his courage did not suffice to make him attempt exploring
again, she regained her turret, the door of which she instantly locked
and bolted; then breathless with fear and anger, she reflected on the
strange and unpleasant scene she had passed through, and felt greatly
humbled, to find that she was now likely to be exposed to the insolent
familiarity of servants, from which she knew not whether the presence of
the master would protect her.
While she suffered the anguish these thoughts brought with them,
Millefleur travelled back to the kitchen; where he began an oration in
his own language on the beauty of the young woman he had met with.
Neither Mrs. Garnet nor Maloney understood what he was saying; but John,
who had been in France, and knew a good deal of the language, told them
that he had seen a very pretty girl, in whose praise he was holding
forth.
'Why, Lord,' exclaimed Mrs. Garnet, 'tis our Miss as Mounseer means; I
had a quite forgot the child; I'll go call her; but howsomdever Mounseer
won't be able to get a word out of her; if she's a beauty I asshore you
'tis a dumb beauty.'
Maloney, by no means pleased with Millefleur's discovery, would
willingly have prevented the housekeeper's complaisance; but not knowing
how to do it, he was obliged to let her ascend to Emmeline, whose door
she found locked.
'Miss! Miss!' cried she, rapping loudly, 'you must come down.'
'Is my Lord or Mr. Delamere arrived?' enquired Emmeline.
'No,' replied Mrs. Garnet, 'neither of em be'nt come yet; but here's my
Lord's waley de sham, and another sarvent, and you'll come down to tea
to be sure.'
'No,' said Emmeline, 'you must excuse me, Mrs. Garnet. I am not very
well; and if I were, should decline appearing to these people, with
whom, perhaps, it may not be my Lord's design that I should associate.'
'People!' exclaimed Mrs. Garnet; 'as to people, I do suppose that for
all one of them is a Frenchman, they be as good as other folks; and if I
am agreeable to let them drink tea in my room, sure you, Miss, mid'nt be
so squeamish. But do as you please; for my part I shan't court
beauties.'
So saying, the angry housekeeper descended to her companions, to whom
she complained of the pride and ill manners of Miss; while Maloney
rejoiced at a reserve so favourable to the hopes he entertained.
Emmeline determined to remain as much as possible in her own room, 'till
Lord Montreville or Mr. Delamere came, and then to solicit her removal.
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