The Little Vanities of Mrs. Whittaker: A NovelWinter, John Strange
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The Little Vanities of Mrs. Whittaker: A Novel
Winter, John Strange
Domestic fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
"Oh yes, madam, but these are only the stones that her Grace wears
occasionally. I have been told," he went on, "that their brilliance
never lasts with her, and that long before the Drawing-room, or
whatever the function may be, is over, they look as if they had been
black-leaded. You can quite understand, sir," he said, turning to
Alfred Whittaker, "that it is positive pain to me to sell any of our
best diamonds to such a wearer."
"Well," said Alfred, "the lady who is going to wear these earrings will
never, I think, trouble you in the same way."
"Oh no!" said Julia.
And then, somehow, the idea was born that Alfred Whittaker should give a
little trifle of remembrance to Regina and their daughter. The little
trifle of remembrance consisted of a very handsome turquoise ring for
the mother and a very smart bangle for the girl.
"I had no idea, dear daddy," said Julia, "of your buying me anything
to-day. I have been wanting one of these bangles for, oh! such a long
time."
"And you never breathed it!" said Regina.
"I never thought of it," said Julia; "but I am all the more delighted
because I did not think of anything for myself."
Then they departed carrying with them the lovely earrings which Maudie
was to wear in remembrance of home as long as she should live.
"They know you in that shop, daddy," said Julia, as they walked back
toward Piccadilly.
"Oh yes, I have gone there for years; but how do you know that they knew
me?"
"Oh--from the way they said 'good day' to you when you went in, and then
you brought the earrings away with you and only paid for them by
cheque--to say nothing of my beautiful bangle and mother's ring."
At this Alfred Whittaker laughed and said that being known at shops like
this was one of the advantages of having a solid business behind one.
Then they looked into one or two windows, and Mrs. Whittaker beguiled
Alfred into a certain lace shop under the excuse that she was going to
wear a lace garment at the wedding and that she wanted him to help her
to choose it. Then they went to some very smart tea-rooms and refreshed
themselves after the usual manner of five o'clock, and then they went
home to Ye Dene, where they found Maudie, who had just come in,
struggling with a perfect avalanche of presents.
"Where did you get that heart?" said Julia, looking fixedly at her
sister.
Maudie's hand, the one with the diamonds on it, touched the jewel. "Oh,
my heart," she said in her soft, cooing voice. "Harry has been over, he
brought it from town--he wants me to wear it always. See, it's got a
little miniature of him at the back. He thought I should like to have it
to be married in--just his heart, you know--because I had decided not to
wear my necklace, or--my--er--fender."
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