Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 110 of 116
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- e a 108 THE EMERALD NECKLACE, ing to Pennon unless he questions me about it. In the bureau of my room there is a drawer full of my grandmother's old- fashioned finery—her wedding suit, I believe.” “ That’s fine. You will show them to me.” 2 “T got out the dress, the belt, the emerald clasp, the puffed hair, the high-heeled shoes, and put them on; drew a few wrinkles in my face with a bit of India ink, and practised my voice awhile at a high and querulous, but not loud pitch, I think I should have passed for the spirit of my ancestor—at least, that was what I intended.” “Did you really venture into the young gentleman’s room?” “I did. It was very audacious for me. But I peeped through the key-hole and saw that his light was extinguished ; and I could hear by his regular breathing that he was asleep. I knew that if he were frightened, or attempted to rise, that one bound would take me out of the chamber, and that I could escape to my room before he detected me. Stealing softly in I began the speech which I had studied—I forget the words now—but they connected him with the family destiny and the emerald necklace.” “Very easy to prophesy, and then set deliberately to work to bring about whst you have foretold,” jeered. Rosalie. . “Oh, but in sober truth I had not‘a serious thought of such athing. I supposed the young gentleman would leave us and our fortunes upon the morrow, never to think of us again.” “Wished that he would, too, I make no doubt! How did he take the intrusion of so wonderful an apparition ?” “Very coolly. Quite too deliberately to please me. He was. neither frightened nor exasperated, but looked at me so calmly through the moonlight that it was I who grew alarmed for fear that he recognized me, and was laughing silently at my expense.” ; “He did not recognize you. He has told me about ‘the ghost,’ as he called it, and confessed that it has puzzled him in thinking about it. He never thought of you.” “Because he could not think I would do such a thing. Oh, I never mean to tell him, unless he asks,” “You see how dangerous it is to prophecy even in sport,” said Rosalie with mock gravity; “for your idle jest came true in some very serious ways.” comiclooks.conn