Sea and Shore: A Sequel to "Miriam's Memoirs"Warfield, Catherine A. (Catherine Ann)
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Sea and Shore: A Sequel to "Miriam's Memoirs"
Warfield, Catherine A. (Catherine Ann)
Fiction
A handsome woman, tall and fashionably attired, apparently between
thirty and forty years of age, square faced, dark-eyed, rosy-cheeked,
and with curling hair, approached me with uplifted hands and eyebrows as
I lay gazing calmly upon her; for my food and slumber together had
strengthened and revived me wonderfully in the last few hours, and my
senses were again collected.
"Awake, and herself again, as I live, even if we cannot say yet
truthfully 'clothed and in her right mind.'--Eh, Clayton?" with a
sneering simper; "and what eyes, what teeth, to be sure! Then the
dreadful redness is going away, though the skin will scale, of course;
but no matter for that; all the fairer in the end. And what a special
mercy that her hair is saved!--You have to thank _me_ for that, young
lady. I would not let the ship's doctor touch a strand of it--not a
strand. 'One does not grow a yard and a half of hair in a month, or a
year, doctor,' I observed, 'and a woman might as well be dead at once,
or mad, or a man, as have cropped hair during all the days of her
youth.' I had a fellow-feeling, you see! I have magnificent hair myself,
child, as Clayton well knows, for it is her chief trouble on earth, and
I would almost as lief die as lose it."
"Yes, indeed, Lady Anastasia's hair is one of her chief attractions,"
observed the sympathizing Clayton, behind her chair.
"So Sir Harry Raymond thought, my dear"--addressing me--"when I married
him, ten years ago; and so somebody else thinks just now, for I am tired
of my widowhood, and intend taking on the conjugal yoke again as soon as
I reach--"
"New York," interpolated Mrs. Clayton, hastily and emphatically;
clearing her throat slightly, by way of apology, perhaps, for her
officiousness.
"And you shall stand bridesmaid, my dear. Yes, I am determined on it; so
never make great eyes at me. There is a little bit of romance about me
that will strike out in spite of all my worldliness; and it will be so
pretty to have an 'ocean-waif' for an attendant--it will read so well in
the papers! I suppose, when you reach your friends, there will be no
difficulty about a dress, and all that sort of thing, meet for the
occasion--a very splendid one, I assure you--conducted without regard
to expense; for my _fiance_ is very rich, I hear, and my own jointure
was a liberal one."
"You do me a great honor," I murmured, conventionally rebelling inwardly
at the suggestion.
"Oh, not at all!" was the gracious rejoinder. "I see at a glance, in
spite of your misfortunes, that you are one of us, which is not what I
say to everybody. True blood will show under all circumstances, though
there is such an improvement. Did any one ever see the like before? Why,
my dear, you were blistered and black when we picked you up, and
afterward sienna-colored; now you are almost a beauty!"
"I am better--much better, and have a great deal to be thankful for, I
feel," I contented myself with murmuring.
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