English fiction -- 19th century; Horror tales; Penny dreadfuls
“‘I’m really glad to see you all; this is _quite_ a surprise. Come
in Mollie. How do, Lizzie? Ah! Josephine, dear. Come in, gentlemen,’
said Clare bustling about. ‘I’m so glad you’ve come.’
“And while she bustled about, giving orders to various servants, Lady
Bray helped her to do the honors of the house (for the colonel was a
widower), and made every one at home.
“Music was the order of the evening, and ere long, harps, flutes,
violins, and voices were good-humoredly engaged in quartettes and
chorusses.
“The colonel was in his element.
“He was here, there, and everywhere; ordering this, and arranging
that, for the evening dance.
“His anxiety was so great to please the young people, and he seemed
so flurried with his preparations, that he was red and perspiring,
while two or three ‘merry imps’ of young girls, were following him
about, doing their utmost to confuse or amuse him.
“The large and small drawing-rooms were thrown into one; numberless
wax tapers were arranged in groups, with vases of newly plucked
flowers, and all bade fair for a pleasant party, in which English
youth so much delight.
“Cook, with some half dozen assistants, was squabbling over her
numerous pots and pans.
First one dish was upset, and then another, until the whole culinary
department seemed in a state of haste, noise, bustle and confusion.
“As soon as it became known that the band was going to Colonel
Temple’s house half-a-dozen or more couples of both sexes hurried
thither uninvited, for the colonel’s friends never waited for
invitations in those good old times, and kept dropping in until the
fine old gentleman sat under the verandah laughing and smoking his
pipe in a state of bliss.
“Supper had long been over, and here and there along the garden walks
couples strolled, laughing in the moonlight, while the sounds of
music were issuing from the drawing-room, at the windows of which,
opening on the lawn, stood here and there, one or two, enjoying the
cooling breeze of the lovely summer night.
“All was gaiety and pleasure; servants were flying hither and thither
with trays, decanters, and every sort of refreshment, and more than
one rogue of a servant hid behind some door to pay his respects to a
half-emptied bottle of wine.
“Clare, with noiseless step and busy air, was studying the comforts
of her friends and companions, while Lady Bray, all animation and
gaiety, was the life and soul of the party.
“Clare was beloved by all for her gentleness and exalted virtues,
while Lady Bray was admired for dashing manners and beauty of feature.
“The lady guests would cluster round Clare, and kiss and toy with her
as if she was their sister, while gentlemen took pleasure in courting
the company of Lady Emma, who, perfectly conscious of her charms, was
pleasantly teazing them with coquetry and wit.
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