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THE PORTRAIT* 181
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Chapter Iii. A Few Days After The Imluck...
called ultra-sensible , and my indignation was roused when I considered the coolness with which I was to be disposed of .
"So love is a luxury reserved only for heiresses , " I muttered to myself , as I sought my own room the more freely to indulge my
resentment . " Portionless damsels must take what is offered to themand accept as a God-send a human baboona male in a dress
coa should t , , a simpering an estate fool be , or , led in short with , any the apology offered hand for , a husband ; and irl any poor g
who ventures to refuse coup the great gift is supposed , to be bereft of her senses" As thus I kept on brewing all manner of bitter
. thoug limpse hts of against Sarah Mrs peering . Bethune at me and throug her h ug the ly nep half hew -opened , I caug door ht of a
exclamati my g apartment on of . the " little Bless old us woman all , what one ' s in in the fre wind nt now use ? " when was she the ; que
was surprised or angry . " There is Master Edward tearing about the court because the _carriage is five minutes too late ; here are
you dancing and in up the and salon down sits your Mrs . room Bethune as if as it were cross too as hot two to sticks hold .
you Heig ; ho ! French air must be fiery . " And the dragon ( as Master Edward used to call her ) looked at me with her little grey eyes so
• queerl could not y and resist inquisitivel laughing y , . that It was even clear in the I had midst not of common my anger sense I
when I determined to reject the nej ) hew of Mrs . Bethune for a husband Cleveland , in had spite absented of that himself lady ' s commendation for a whole week of my and _jxrudence I perceived . Mr .
, that Mrs . Bethune was becoming annoyed at what she termed his inattention . As I thought this rather exacting on her partI
, defended the artistand maintained that urgent business might have detained himor occurrences , over which he had no control . When
this conversation , took place we were walking in the gardens of the Tuileries . " You espouse the cause of Mr . Cleveland very warmly , " and with
said Mrs leasant . Bethune smile , while on her a sli li ght . color "Do rose on call her it an cheek affair s , of business an unp escorting * ladies to all the ps public could p you laces l in to Paris this ? " I looked
somewhat confused , and before I repy abrupt question I heard the voice of Mr . Cleveland close at my side . On turning roundthere indeed he wasand two ladies with himone
, , , frank elderl , y , yet the not other particularl young * y and demonstrative pretty . He m accosted anner , and us in his his presence usual
soon restored me to good humor , even with the ugly Edward . We had come to the gardens to enjoy the siht of the merry little elves
sporting French seem with especi each all other y fond in of white _caressing merinos g their children and feathers in white , ( the , ) vernal
and beauty to . watch All Paris , the fresh appeared youn to g be leaves sunning now themselves bursting , into not in the
mode truly , of as drowsy if they Easterns had locked or of up careworn their vexations Englishmen and , c but ares heartil when y they and
locked up their desks , or fastened their house doors . Every one
The Portrait* 181
THE PORTRAIT * 181
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), May 1, 1861, page 181, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01051861/page/37/
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