Miss Ayr of Virginia, & other stories — John Shaqi
Miss Ayr of Virginia, & other storiesMagruder, Julia
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Miss Ayr of Virginia, & other stories
Magruder, Julia
Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
“I am going to hang these stuffs about the room, and get out a few
ornaments,” Mrs. Leith explained. “I won’t hurt anything, but Bertie
does so love to see things look ‘homey and comfy,’ as he calls it.
Will you send someone to the florist, and tell him I want lots of
flowers--all that he has? Oh, Mrs. Bryan, do tell me--honestly and
candidly--which of these dresses I look best in. You see, I can’t tell
just what humor he will be in. Sometimes he likes to see me dressed as
richly as possible--and then again I can’t be too simple. Oh, yes, I
forgot--I know what I’ll wear! I’d rather he’d see me very simple--for
I can imagine he’s seen plenty of magnificence lately. I’ll wear just
this little white _crêpe_ gown--one he used to love. Perhaps he’ll
remember he praised it once, and be pleased at my remembering. Oh,
Mauma, where’s the girdle? You don’t seem to know where anything is,
and if you’ve lost that girdle--” she stopped, with sudden tears of
vexation in her eyes.
Mauma came toward her with the girdle in her hand. She darted forward
to take it, and gave the old woman a sudden hug, as she said, coaxingly:
“Don’t be cross with me to-day, Mauma--please don’t. I’m so happy.
You ought to be glad your child is going to be happy once more in her
life. He’s sure to be pleased with me, for I’ve done every little thing
he wants. Oh, to think I’m going to see him once more!” Then, with a
sudden change of tone, she added: “Don’t be vexed with me if I’m cross
and rude to-day. I’m so wild with joy that I can’t stand the suggestion
of anything else. And oh, Mrs. Bryan, if you saw him, you would not
wonder. Promise me this,” she cried, seizing the other woman by both
hands with intense earnestness, “promise me that you will go to the
door, yourself, when he comes, and that you’ll just say some little
thing to him, so as to make him speak. I want you to hear his voice,
and get some idea of his manner. Then, after that, if you talk about
Mr. Manning or Mr. Anybody else, I’ll promise to listen to you!”
Mrs. Bryan agreed to do as she wished, and went away more puzzled and
astonished at the ways of her boarder than she had been yet.
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