[My Lady Ludlow by Elizabeth Gaskell]@TWC D-Link bookMy Lady Ludlow CHAPTER XIV 28/44
By this time, I should tell you, all the parsonesses were looking at Mrs.Brooke, for she had shown her want of breeding before; and the parsonesses, who were just a step above her in manners, were very much inclined to smile at her doings and sayings.
Well! what does she do, but pull out a clean Bandanna pocket-handkerchief all red and yellow silk, spread it over her best silk gown; it was, like enough, a new one, for I had it from Sally, who had it from her cousin Molly, who is dairy-woman at the Brookes', that the Brookes were mighty set-up with an invitation to drink tea at the Hall.
There we were, Tom Diggles even on the grin (I wonder how long it is since he was own brother to a scarecrow, only not so decently dressed) and Mrs. Parsoness of Headleigh,--I forget her name, and it's no matter, for she's an ill-bred creature, I hope Bessy will behave herself better--was right-down bursting with laughter, and as near a hee-haw as ever a donkey was, when what does my lady do? Ay! there's my own dear Lady Ludlow, God bless her! She takes out her own pocket-handkerchief, all snowy cambric, and lays it softly down on her velvet lap, for all the world as if she did it every day of her life, just like Mrs.Brooke, the baker's wife; and when the one got up to shake the crumbs into the fire-place, the other did just the same.
But with such a grace! and such a look at us all! Tom Diggles went red all over; and Mrs.Parsoness of Headleigh scarce spoke for the rest of the evening; and the tears came into my old silly eyes; and Mr.Gray, who was before silent and awkward in a way which I tell Bessy she must cure him of, was made so happy by this pretty action of my lady's, that he talked away all the rest of the evening, and was the life of the company. 'Oh, Margaret Dawson! I sometimes wonder if you're the better off for leaving us.
To be sure you're with your brother, and blood is blood. But when I look at my lady and Mr.Gray, for all they're so different, I would not change places with any in England.' Alas! alas! I never saw my dear lady again.
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