[Bad Hugh by Mary Jane Holmes]@TWC D-Link bookBad Hugh CHAPTER XXXIV 15/16
She did not know for certain that she should even see him.
She might and she might not, but if she did perchance stumble upon him, she would a little rather he should see that she was not like ordinary waiting-maids.
She would make a good impression! And so she wore the pretty dark French calico which Anna had given to her, fastened the neat linen collar with a chaste little pin, buttoned her snow-white cuffs, thrust a clean handkerchief into the dainty pocket on the outside of her skirt, and then descended to the drawing-room to see that the fires were burning briskly, for spite of the cheerful sunshine pouring in, the morning was cold and frosty.
They had delayed their breakfast until the doctor should come, and in the dining-room the table was laid with unusual care.
Everything was in its place, and still Adah fluttered around it like a restless bird, lingering by what she knew was the doctor's chair, taking up his knife, examining his napkin ring, and wondering what he would think of the cheap bone rings used at Spring Bank. In the midst of her cogitations, the door bell rang, and she heard the tramp of horses' feet as Jim drove around to the stable.
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