Self-Raised; Or, From the DepthsSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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Self-Raised; Or, From the Depths
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
Fiction
And Lord Vincent confided to his confederate a plan against the
peace and honor of his viscountess of so detestable and revolting a
nature that even this ruthless assassin shrunk in loathing and
disgust from the thought of becoming a participator in it. But he
was, as he had said, absolutely and unreservedly at the disposal of
Lord Vincent, who held one end of the rope of which the other was
around his own neck, and so he ended in becoming the confederate and
instrument of the viscount.
When this was all arranged Lord Vincent dismissed the valet with the
words:
"Now be at ease, Frisbie; for as long as you are faithful to me I
will be silent in regard to you."
And as the second dinner-bell had rung some little time before, Lord
Vincent stepped before the glass, brushed his hair, and went
downstairs.
As soon as he had left the room another person appeared upon the
scene. Old Katie came out from the thick folds of a window curtain
and stood in the center of the room with up-lifted hands and up-
rolled eyes, and an expression of countenance indescribable by any
word in our language.
For more than a minute, perhaps while one could slowly count a
hundred, she stood thus. And then, dropping her hands and lowering
her eyes, she walked soberly up to Lord Vincent's tall dressing-
glass, plucked the parti-colored turban off her head and looked at
herself, muttering:
"No! it aint white, nor likewise gray! dough I did think, when dat
creeping coldness come stealing through to roots of my h'ar, when I
heerd dem wilyuns at deir deblish plot, as ebery libbing ha'r on my
head was turned on a suddint white as snow; as I've heerd tell of
happening to people long o' fright. But dar! my ha'r is as good as
new, dough it has had enough to turn it gray on a suddint in dis
las' hour! Well, laws! I do think as Marse Ishmael Worth mus' be
somefin of a prophet, as well as a good deal of a lawyer! He telled
me to watch ober de peace and honor of Lady Vincent. Yes, dem was
his berry words--peace and honor. Well, laws! little did I think how
much dey would want watching ober. Anyways, I've kep' my word and
done my duty. And I've found out somefin as all de crowners, and
constables and law-fellows couldn't find out wid all deir larnin'.
And dat is who kilt poor misfortunate Miss Ailsie, poor gal! And
I've found out somefin worse 'an dat, dough people might think there
couldn't be nothing worse; but deir is. And dat is dis deblish plot
agin my ladyship. Oh, dem debils! Hanging is too good for my
lordship and his sham wally--wally sham! but it's all de same. And
now I go right straight and tell my ladyship all about it," said
Katie, settling her turban on her head and hurrying from the room.
She met Lady Vincent, elegantly dressed in a rose-colored brocade
and adorned with pearls, on her way to the dinner-table.
"Oh, my ladyship, I've found out somefin dreadful! I must tell you
all about it!" she exclaimed, in excitement, as she stopped her
mistress.
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