Prev | Current Page 512 | Next

Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Eustace Diamonds"

I hope you know that I'm as poor as Job."
"I didn't know."
"I am, then. You'll get nothing beyond wholesome food with me. And I'm not
sure it is wholesome always. The butchers are scoundrels and the bakers
are worse. What used you to do at Lady Fawn's?"
"I still did lessons with the two youngest girls."
"You won't have any lessons to do here unless you do 'em with me. You had
a salary there?"
"Oh, yes."
"Fifty pounds a year, I suppose."
"I had eighty."
"Had you, indeed. Eighty pounds, and a coach to ride in!"
"I had a great deal more than that, Lady Linlithgow."
"How do you mean?"
"I had downright love and affection. They were just so many dear friends.
I don't suppose any governess was ever so treated before. It was just like
being at home. The more I laughed the better every one liked it."
"You won't find anything to laugh at here; at least I don't. If you want
to laugh, you can laugh up-stairs or down in the parlour."
"I can do without laughing for a while."
"That's lucky, Miss Morris. If they were all so good to you, what made you
come away? They sent you away, didn't they?"
"Well, I don't know that I can explain it just all.


Pages:
500 501 502 503 504 505 506 507 508 509 510 511 512 513 514 515 516 517 518 519 520 521 522 523 524