Miss Crespigny

Miss Crespigny

These love stories were written for and printed in Petersons Ladies Magazine. Owing to the fact that this magazine was not copyrighted, a number of them have been issued in book-form without my consent, and representing the sketches to be my latest work. If these youthful stories are to be read in book form, it is my desire that my friends should see the present edition, which I have revised for the purpose, and which is brought out by my own publishers. Why shouldnt I be? answered Miss Crespigny, not a whit awed by her patroness. Peoples humors are their privileges. I would not help mine if I could. I like them because they are my own private property, and no one else can claim them. Lisbeth Crespigny shrugged her shouldersthose expressive shoulders of hers. A peculiar girl, even the mildest of people called her, and as to her enemies, what did they not say of her? And her enemies were not in the minority. But peculiar was not an unnatural term to apply to her. She was peculiar. Seeing her kneeling close before the fender this winter evening, ones first thought would have been that she stood apart from other girls. Her very type was her own, and no one had ever been heard to say of any other woman, she is like Lisbeth Crespigny. She was rather small of figure, she had magnificent hair; her black brows and lashes were a wonder of beauty; her eyes were dark, mysterious, supercilious. She often frightened people. She frightened modest people with her nerve and coolness, bold people with her savage sarcasms, quiet people with her moods. She had alarmed Mrs. Despard, occasionally, when she had first come to live with her; but after three years, Mrs. Despard, who was strong of nerve herself, had become used to her caprices, though she had not got over being curious and interested in spite of herself. 9 ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 57099
Author: Burnett, Frances Hodgson
Release Date: May 6, 2018
Format: eBook
Language: English