The Indiscretion of the Duchess by Anthony Hope
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"If it be a surprise that I should invite my friends to my house," he
retorted. "And that you should not consult your wife," she said, with a smile. He turned to me, bethinking himself, I suppose, that the conversation was not best suited for the ears of the groom. "Go and join your fellow-servants; and see that you behave yourself this time." I bowed and was about to withdraw, when the duchess motioned me to stop. For an instant her eyes rested on mine. Then she said, in gentle tones: "I am glad, Sampson, that the duke thinks it safe to give you an opportunity of retrieving your character." "That for his character!" said the duke, snapping his fingers. "I want him to help when Mme. and Mlle. Delhasse are here." On the words the duchess went red in the face, and then white, and sprang up, declaring aloud in resolute, angry tones, that witnessed the depth of her feelings in the matter: "I will not receive Mlle. Delhasse!" I was glad I had not missed that: it was a new aspect of my little friend the duchess. Alas, my pleasure was short-lived! for the duke, his face full of passion, pointed to the door, saying "Go!" and, cursing his regard for the dignity of the family, I went. |
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