The lady's mile : $b a novelBraddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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The lady's mile : $b a novel
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
English fiction -- 19th century
Of course it was quite impossible that Florence should herself arrange
and superintend the preparations necessary for her bridal. Matronly
aid was here indispensable; and in order to give that aid efficiently,
Mrs. Frederick Bushby, otherwise Aunt Jane, abandoned the care of
her household to a useful maiden sister, and established herself _en
permanence_ at the Fountains. At her bidding came two estimable young
persons in the dress-making line, and an estimable elderly person
renowned for plain needlework; and the scrooping and snipping of these
worthy people's scissors set William Crawford's teeth on edge whenever
he passed the open door of the apartment in which their labours were
carried on. At Mrs. Bushby's bidding came also, at all seasonable
and unseasonable hours, gentlemanly-looking individuals carrying
pasteboard-boxes, who were generally announced as "the young man from
Regent Street," or "the young man from Wigmore Street," or a "young
person with some lace from South-Audley Street, if you please," or "the
white-satin boots from Oxford Street, Ma'am."
Poor William Crawford lifted his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders in
utter despair when such announcements broke, time after time, upon the
quiet of his meditative evening hours.
"Is there any social law which forbids a woman buying clothes after
she is married?" asked the painter; "or how is it that a bride finds
it necessary to stock her trunks with garments that might serve for a
lifetime? Don't imagine I wince at the amount of the cheques, my dear.
You may have as much money as you like, Flo; but all this business
about white-satin boots and old point-lace seems such unnecessary
frivolity."
Of course, on this Mrs. Bushby swooped down upon her brother-in-law,
and annihilated him with feminine argumentation.
"When _I_ was married, Madame Devy had _carte blanche_," said the
matron, "though I was not an only daughter, and though I was going to
marry a hard-working solicitor. Such a marriage as Florence is about to
make is an event in society, and her _trousseau_ will be a subject of
conversation. The Wigmore-Street people have already asked permission
to exhibit the cambric and Valenciennes _peignoirs_ they are making for
her; and the Oxford-Street people are going to introduce quite a new
style for the Wellington boots we have ordered for riding."
William Crawford groaned aloud.
"And my daughter rides in Wellington boots!" he exclaimed. "Don't tell
me any thing more about the _trousseau_ if you please, Aunt Jane. Ask
me to sign as many cheques as you like, but don't let me know the
particulars. Isn't it Owen Meredith who says, 'There are some things
hard to understand?' surely a young lady's _corbeille de mariage_ is
one of them."
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