Mistress Penwick by Dutton Payne
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deprecating gesture, she shuffled from the room.
'Twas a great square apartment, with low ceiling, a small hearthstone and an immense bedstead with tester and outer coverings of flowered chintz. The light from the two small candles upon the high mantel-shelf were dimmed by the greater light from the hearth. With a long, heavy sigh, which ended in a quiet half-hearted laugh, Katherine flung herself back in a huge chair and said,-- "Art not afraid to lash tongues with a trusted servant of my Lord Cedric? She may give thee an ill name." "Nay, rather, if I had boxed' er hears' 'twould have been better. Indeed, if thou hadst been absent I should have brawled it with her. 'Ludship'--'tis the cant of a pot house wench,--'is Ludship' to me, who has been consorting with Sister Agnes and Phelia and Drusah and the Mother Superior of the Ursuline. Wilt let me dress thee now?" "Nay, Janet, I will cleanse my face and hands, have my supper--for I'm nearly famished, and jump into yonder bed that hath a lid--" "Why, Lambkin, that is a tester, 'tis the first thou hast seen! But, Lambkin, I would have thee don thy pretty white dress and go down to more cheerful surroundings." "Nay, Janet, I could not raise courage. Have my supper brought up!" "My blessed Lambkin, I will take thee down and see that they give thee proper food for thy coach-jostled stomach. Thou shalt have a room and |
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