• All Search Results
  • Books
  • Users
  • Groups
  • FAQs

A Noble Woman (Fiscle Part-Xi) Part 1

User: disha
A Noble Woman (Fiscle Part-Xi) Part 1
She Was Eighteen Years Old And Would Graduate In A Few Weeks, Yet Elsie
Looked Like A Child, Lying There In That Little White Bed, With Her
Golden Curls Scattered On The Pillow And The Soft Whiteness Of Her Neck
And Hands Shaded By The Delicate Valenciennes With Which Her Night Robe
Was Profusely Decorated. A Quantity Of Hot House Flowers Lay Scattered
On The Counterpane, Where The Girl Had Flung Them, One By One, From A
Bouquet She Was Still Tearing To Pieces. A Frown Was On Her Pretty
Forehead, And Her Large Violet Eyes Shone Feverishly. It Was Seldom
Anything Half So Lovely Appeared In The Confined Sleeping Rooms Of That
Highly Fashionable Boarding School. Indeed, Since Its Foundation It Is
Doubtful If A Creature Half So Beautiful As Elsie Mellen Had Ever Slept
Within Its Walls.

Just As The Girl Had Littered The Whole Bed With Flowers, Which She
Broke And Crushed As A Child Breaks The Toys He Is Weary Of, The Door Of
The Room Opened, And A Young Lady Entered, With A Plate Of Hot-House
Grapes In Her Hand. She Was Older Than The Sick Girl By Two Or Three
Years, And In All Respects A Grave And Most Womanly Contrast. Calm,
Gracious And Dignified, She Came Forward With An Air Of Protection And
Sat Down By The Bed, Holding Out Her Grapes.

Posts and Comments
To ensure optimal functioning, our website uses cookies. By using the website you agree to the use of cookies. More info
Top of page
No Thumbnail Remove Please choose a reason Please enter the place in the book. en en_US