Uncle Silas - A Tale of Bartram-Haugh by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
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I indignantly repelled the charge, and searching me for a moment with her oddly-shaped, cunning eyes, she said-- 'That is good cheaile, you speak a so direct--I like that, and am glad to hear; but, my dear Maud, that woman----' 'Lady Knollys is papa's cousin,' I interposed a little gravely. 'She does hate a me so, you av no idea. She as tryed to injure me several times, and would employ the most innocent person, unconsciously you know, my dear, to assist her malice.' Here Madame wept a little. I had already discovered that she could shed tears whenever she pleased. I have heard of such persons, but I never met another before or since. Madame was unusually frank--no one ever knew better when to be candid. At present I suppose she concluded that Lady Knollys would certainly relate whatever she knew concerning her before she left Knowl; and so Madame's reserves, whatever they might be, were dissolving, and she growing childlike and confiding. 'Et comment va monsieur votre père aujourd'hui?' 'Very well,' I thanked her. 'And how long miladi Knollys her visit is likely to be?' 'I could not say exactly, but for some days.' |
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