13/37 "There was a French maid in that play that Robert took me to see. She had pink stockings; she was very wicked." "She was a soubrette," Gertrude announced, who had never seen a play in her life. It will be a great chance to learn French." Charlotte gave a little soft, helpless groan. She had a vision of a wicked, theatrical person, clad in pink stockings and red shoes, and speaking, with confounding volubility, an incomprehensible tongue, flitting through the sacred penetralia of that large, clean house. |