(_To be continued._)
MERLE'S CRUSADE.
BY ROSA NOUCHETTE CAREY, Author of "Aunt Diana," "For Lilias," etc.
CHAPTER III.
THE NEW NURSE.
In looking back on those days, I simply wonder at my own audacity. Am I
really and truly the same Merle Fenton who rang at the bell at Prince's
Gate and informed the astonished footman that I was the person applying
for the nurse's situation? I recall that scene now with a laugh, but I
frankly own that that moment was not the pleasantest in my life. True,
it had its ludicrous side; but how is one to enjoy the humour of an
amusing situation alone? and, to tell the truth, the six foot of plush
and powder before me was somewhat alarming to my female timidity. I hear
now the man's startled "I beg your pardon, ma'am."
"I have come by appointment," I returned, with as much dignity as I
could summon under the trying circumstances; "will you inform your
mistress, Mrs. Morton, that I have come about the nurse's situation?"
Of course, he was looking at me from head to foot. In spite of the
disguising plainness of my dress, I suppose the word gentlewoman was
clearly stamped upon me.
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