The Savage Miss Saxon
“Georgette announced fatalistically as she wearily toddled into the drawing room at Mayfield after hounding Clara for a solid hour as to the whereabouts of all her medicines, which had been carefully loaded in a large trunk specially fitted to hold the dozens of vials and papers of powders, then temporarily misplaced. “I shall most probably take a dreadful chill.”The young lady dropped tragically into the nearest chair, pressing the back of one hand against her brow. Georgette Noddenly would have made a tolerable actress, for she was a most convincing invalid, with her slight frame, halo of blonde hair, and pale cheeks; although the fact that her abilities were confined to playing die-away consumptives would, of course, have somewhat limited her roles.“How dreadful. Oh, stifle yourself, Georgie,” Lettice Ann Noddenly grumbled offhandedly, still perusing the map she had somehow already secured from the Mayfield library. The sunlight pouring through the bank of windows facing west did no...thing to enhance her meager beauty, but only highlighted her unfortunate resemblance to her long-nosed sire.MoreLess
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