The Chevalier's daughter : $b or, An exile for the truthGuernsey, Lucy Ellen
History
The Chevalier's daughter : $b or, An exile for the truth
Guernsey, Lucy Ellen
France -- History -- Louis XIV, 1643-1715 -- Juvenile fiction; Historical fiction; Huguenots -- France -- Juvenile fiction
"I like it well," I answered. "'Tis not so far but I can go up to
the school. Rosamond can come down here with her books, and Meg with
her knitting, and I dare say even you can make it convenient to stop
sometimes when you come from your fishing."
He shook his head at me. "Well, well, we will consider of it," said he.
"In truth, madame, you have a right to the tenancy of the house if you
choose to live in it. I doubt not you will find it comfortable enough,
and should anything be wanting, I will see that it is supplied. There
is a good garden, a small orchard, and land enough for two cows, if you
choose to keep them. I think Dinah has one at present. But what to do
with her! She looks upon this house as her home, though of course she
hath no right here but on sufferance."
"Let her remain, if she will take the post of waiting-gentlewoman,"
said my mother. "I shall want some such person, and our good Jeanne is
hardly fitted for such a service. I like the woman's appearance. There
is something about her which reminds me of home. Indeed, I think she is
more French than English in her looks."
"Well, well, we will consider of it," said Andrew again. "Have you said
aught to my mother?"
"No, I wished first to see the house."
The project was broached to my aunt that evening. I was not present,
but my mother told me that though Aunt Amy said many kind things and
made many hospitable objections, it was plain that she was not sorry to
consent.
So the next day it was all settled, and we began to make our
arrangements. Rosamond was struck with consternation on hearing of it,
and could not be reconciled till my mother reminded her that she could
come over twice or thrice a week to her Italian and French lessons.
"But you won't give up the school, will you, Vevette?" said Meg. "I
don't know what I shall do without your help?"
"Oh, no; I can walk from the Well House as well as from here."
"But the way is very lonely, and you must pass the Pisky Bank going and
coming," said Margaret. "Won't you be afraid?"
"No, I don't believe I shall," said I. "I have never disobliged the
pixies, and I don't see why they should disoblige me."
"But there is the place where the smuggler was killed," objected
Rosamond.
"Well, if he is killed, he can do no harm. I should not like to meet a
live smuggler, but I don't see how one who was killed forty years ago
can hurt me."
"Vevette does not believe in ghosts," said Betty.
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