Winefred: A Story of the Chalk CliffsBaring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
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Winefred: A Story of the Chalk Cliffs
Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
English fiction
'If you positively must,' said the maid, 'then there's no help for it.
You will have to do one of two things, either wait till our ladies come
home after midnight. They will not be late as our mistress is gone,
and it is the first time for years――or else you can go with me to the
Rooms. Did you say you had come from a great distance?'
'Yes, from Axmouth. I have walked all day, and more than one day.'
'Are you not tired?'
'I am too anxious to see her to be tired.'
'Well, you may step inside and sit down. I shall be going to the
Assembly Rooms shortly myself with the shawls and clogs. Our ladies
drove there, but are going to walk home.'
'How long before you go?'
'In an hour. I have a mind to see what I can of the dancers in their
gay dresses and jewellery.'
'I would wish to go with you.'
'Come in, then, and be seated. Shall I give you a mouthful first? You
must be hungry. We are about to have our supper, and you shall join us.
That done, we will go.'
Jane Marley consented.
The girl was good-natured, simple, and fresh, but not devoid of
curiosity. In the kitchen she observed the stranger woman, how
dirt-soiled, weary, and dishevelled she was. Her clothes were of good
material, in cut above those of the class of the domestic, and there
was a distinction in the manner, and nobility in the face, that imposed
on the girl.
'You will do up your hair and be shaken down a bit before you go,'
said she, 'and slip off your shoes and I'll give them a brush up. You
see――unless tidied, they are not likely to admit you.'
The girl endeavoured to extract some particulars from the stranger
concerning herself and relative to her purpose in coming to Bath. But
Jane was reticent. Her impatience was so manifest that the maid hurried
over her work so as to be ready to start for the Assembly Rooms. And
when she was prepared, she made Mrs. Marley assist in carrying the
mantles and shawls.
'You see there are four of them,' she explained; 'the old lady I
thought never would have gone out into Society again, but with this
Miss Holwood she has made an exception. They say she's a regular
beauty, and Mr. Wardroper comes here a lot, but whether it be after
Miss Jesse or she――that's more than I can guess. Miss Holwood has a
power of fine dresses――O my! you should see them, and they set her off
beautiful. Her father, he's never tired of making her pretty presents,
and she has the beautifullest gold watch.'
Mrs. Marley listened eagerly, as the girl ran on. And it was thus
talking that they arrived at the Rooms, where they readily obtained
admission as servants of Mrs. Tomkin-Jones.
Jane was bewildered at the light, the sound of music, the buzz of
voices and tramp of feet, and the, to her, unwonted splendour of the
surroundings.
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