Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 46: what you’re looking at

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a4 THE EMERALD NECKLACE. Before any one spoke again the housekeeper entered to re- ceive orders and conduct the ladies to their rooms. Pennon gave her liberty to send to the village and procure such help as she needed in waiting upon his guests. She was dressed in deep mourning, and appeared very sad; but her new master evidently made a favorable impression, and she went out look- ing more cheerful than when she came in. In a few moments apartments were ready for the ladies. “Oh, how charming! how perfectly entrancing!” exclaim- ed Rosalie, as she entered the one allotted to her. “If I was the mistress of it!” she murmured, as she threw herself into an easy chair. “I must be—I will be! and when Rosalie Sloane says ‘I will,’ then the thing must ¢ome to pass !” She arose and approached an immense mirror, which reached from floor to ceiling, and was set between the drapery of the windows overlooking most lovely scenery. Then she gazed upon her own loveliness with as much interest as if it were new to her, when, if the truth must be told, she spent “many an hour in that same agreeable occupation. That the result was, as usual, satisfactory, might be told by the rich -smile gathering about the full corners of her red mouth, and beaming out, lustrous and dewy, from the long, half-drooped, languid lashes shadowing her blue eyes. The draperies of her apartment were of rose and amber- colored stripes, shaded down into a white ground, which pro- duced a very soft light and elegant effect far a chamber-room. The furniture was tasteful, corresponding in all things, and fully fine enough to awaken the covetousness of the luxurious beauty. “I shall keep this room for my own, when I am mistress of this mansion,” she whispered, as she began to lay out articles for a fascinating toilet in which to make her appearance at tea. “Dear! what shall I do for help before the maid arrives ?” Pennon, when he was left gies by his retiring guests, walked back and forth through the hall. “My friend little thought, when he left me this, that he was making a fitting choice of one whose necessity it would be to follow his example of celibacy; or, what were worse, to marry some woman to be mistress of his house, when bis heart goes : comic ooks.com