Jane and the Man of the Cloth by Stephanie Barron
By Stephanie Barron
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Her voice faltered. "I fear I have been forgetting altogether too much. A consequence of the knock, perhaps. Do you think it a permanent one, Jane? " "You are not," I said, perching at the bed's foot. "And would you have me attend a ball while my dearest sister lies confined by such cruel woes, as the forgetting of my blushes? " she cried, sitting up against the pillows perhaps too rapidly, and wincing. "I have caused difficulty and trial enough. You must go, and carry my father with you. "[9] James is our new manservant, acquired, like the portraits of ships that adorn our walls, with the house.
He halted in the. very act of exiting, and offered a lifted eyebrow. "This is a very singular household indeed," I burst out. "'Singular' does not even begin to describe it," Mr. Sidmouth replied, and left me to myself. I HAD NOT LONG TO AWAIT THE RETURN OF THE GRANGE'S CARRIAGE, and my anxious feet had sped me to the courtyard well before the horses were pulled up, and the coach door flung open, and my dear Cassandra laid on a settee before the fire. She was as colourless as a ghost, and I might even have believed her to have expired, but from the composure of my father in attending her.
Her noble head was high, and her carriage graceful; she moved, as always, as though possessed of wings.