I started to my feet when I heard the name. ‘You have—have you?’ thought I; ‘there is diablerie in the business after all, then!’ ‘Don’t be alarmed,’ continued the strange being; ‘she’s a safe hand is Mrs. Poole: close and quiet; any one may repose confidence in her. But, as I was saying: sitting in […]
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‘You might say all that to almost any one who you knew lived as a solitary dependent in a great house.’ ‘I might say it to almost any one: but would it be true of almost any one?’ ‘In my circumstances.’ ‘Yes; just so, in YOUR circumstances: but find me another precisely placed as you […]
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The library looked tranquil enough as I entered it, and the Sibyl— if Sibyl she were—was seated snugly enough in an easy-chair at the chimney-corner. She had on a red cloak and a black bonnet: or rather, a broad-brimmed gipsy hat, tied down with a striped handkerchief under her chin. An extinguished candle stood on […]
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In the midst of the tumult, and while my eyes and ears were fully engaged in the scene before me, I heard a hem close at my elbow: I turned, and saw Sam. ‘If you please, miss, the gipsy declares that there is another young single lady in the room who has not been to […]
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‘Well, Blanche?’ said Lord Ingram. ‘What did she say, sister?’ asked Mary. ‘What did you think? How do you feel?—Is she a real fortune- teller?’ demanded the Misses Eshton. ‘Now, now, good people,’ returned Miss Ingram, ‘don’t press upon me. Really your organs of wonder and credulity are easily excited: you seem, by the importance […]
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‘My darling Blanche! recollect—‘ ‘I do—I recollect all you can suggest; and I must have my will— quick, Sam!’ ‘Yes—yes—yes!’ cried all the juveniles, both ladies and gentlemen. ‘Let her come—it will be excellent sport!’ The footman still lingered. ‘She looks such a rough one,’ said he. ‘Go!’ ejaculated Miss Ingram, and the man went. […]
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I was pondering these things, when an incident, and a somewhat unexpected one, broke the thread of my musings. Mr. Mason, shivering as some one chanced to open the door, asked for more coal to be put on the fire, which had burnt out its flame, though its mass of cinder still shone hot and […]
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It appears I come at an inopportune time, madam,’ said he, ‘when my friend, Mr. Rochester, is from home; but I arrive from a very long journey, and I think I may presume so far on old and intimate acquaintance as to instal myself here till he returns.’ His manner was polite; his accent, in […]
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The want of his animating influence appeared to be peculiarly felt one day that he had been summoned to Millcote on business, and was not likely to return till late. The afternoon was wet: a walk the party had proposed to take to see a gipsy camp, lately pitched on a common beyond Hay, was […]
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‘She wishes to know who will be her first visitor.’‘I think I had better just look in upon her before any of the ladies go,’ said Colonel Dent.‘Tell her, Sam, a gentleman is coming.’Sam went and returned.‘She says, sir, that she’ll have no gentlemen; they need not trouble themselves to come near her; nor,’ he […]
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