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Reade, Charles, 1814-1884

"White Lies"

I will tell you, mamma, but don't be
angry, or even mention it; they wanted to surprise us. They saw a light
burning, and they crept on tiptoe up to the tapestried room, where
Josephine and I were, and they did give us a great fright."
"What madness!" cried the baroness, angrily; "and in Josephine's weak
state! Such a surprise might have driven her into a fit."
"Yes, it was foolish, but let it pass, mamma. Don't speak of it, for he
is so sorry about it."
Then Rose slipped out, ordered a fire in the salon, and not in the
tapestried room, and the next minute was at her sister's door. There she
found Raynal knocking, and asking Josephine how she was.
"Pray leave her to me a moment," said she. "I will bring her down to
you. Mamma is waiting for you in the salon."
Raynal went down. Rose unlocked the bedroom-door, went in, and, to her
horror, found Josephine lying on the floor. She dashed water in her
face, and applied every remedy; and at last she came back to life, and
its terrors.
"Save me, Rose! save me--he is coming to kill me--I heard him at the
door," and she clung trembling piteously to Rose.


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