The Baronet's Bride by May Agnes Fleming
page 39 of 352 (11%)
page 39 of 352 (11%)
|
tell no one."
"The carriage waits, my lady," a servant said, entering. "Lady Helen bade me remind you, my lady, it is time to start for church." Lady Kingsland hastily glanced at her watch. "Why, so it is! I had nearly forgotten. Come, Sir Jasper, and forget your fears on this happy day." She led him from the room. Baby, in its christening-robes, slept in nurse's arms, and Lady Helen and Mr. Carlyon stood impatiently waiting. "We will certainly be late!" Lady Helen, who was god-mamma, said, fussily. "Had we not better depart at once, Sir Jasper?" "I am quite at your ladyship's service. We will not delay an instant longer. Proceed, nurse." Nurse, with her precious burden, went before. Sir Jasper drew Lady Helen's arm within his own, and Mr. Carlyon followed with little Mildred Kingsland. Lady Kingsland watched the carriage out of sight, and then went slowly and thoughtfully back to her room. "How extremely foolish and weak of Sir Jasper," she was thinking, "to pay the slightest attention to the canting nonsense of these fortune-telling impostors! If I had been in his place I would have had him horsewhipped from my gates for his pains. I must find out what |
|