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sidhe_faerie) wrote2018-01-23 09:15 am
sidhe_faerie) wrote2018-01-23 09:15 am
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19. The Lady in Yellow
19. The Lady in Yellow
Barret Jones was taken by surprise by the vision in yellow as she walked past. Barret smiled to her as she walked closer to him. She seemed to be floating on air. He tipped his hat as she walked past without looking at him.
She was only a few feet past him when she dropped her handkerchief on the ground. It is well known signal that all well-bred women use when they wish to be approached by a strange man.
Barret smiled even wider. She had seen him! He scooped up the handkerchief and caught up to the lady.
“Miss, I believe this is yours.” Barret offered the handkerchief to the lady.
“Thank you Mr.?” She took the handkerchief from his hand.
When Barret heard her voice he thought it was as beautiful as she was. It sounded like music to him.
“Barret Jones. I am the solicitor for the Smythe family. Do you know them well?”
“I am acquainted with the eldest daughter. Lady Ann and I came out together.” She smiled at him. “Thank you again Mr. Jones.”
“I am at a disadvantage. You know my name but I don’t know yours.” Barret smiled. He awaited her answer as if it was a cherished gift.
“I am Lady Camila Winston. I am staying with my aunt at Porter House. Call on me there, if you like.” She batted her eyes at him and started to walk away.
“I will call, Lady Camila. I will indeed.” Barret nearly floated into the old manor house to speak to the lord.
Barret knew that he would see the lady again and that made his heart skip a happy beat.
Barret Jones was taken by surprise by the vision in yellow as she walked past. Barret smiled to her as she walked closer to him. She seemed to be floating on air. He tipped his hat as she walked past without looking at him.
She was only a few feet past him when she dropped her handkerchief on the ground. It is well known signal that all well-bred women use when they wish to be approached by a strange man.
Barret smiled even wider. She had seen him! He scooped up the handkerchief and caught up to the lady.
“Miss, I believe this is yours.” Barret offered the handkerchief to the lady.
“Thank you Mr.?” She took the handkerchief from his hand.
When Barret heard her voice he thought it was as beautiful as she was. It sounded like music to him.
“Barret Jones. I am the solicitor for the Smythe family. Do you know them well?”
“I am acquainted with the eldest daughter. Lady Ann and I came out together.” She smiled at him. “Thank you again Mr. Jones.”
“I am at a disadvantage. You know my name but I don’t know yours.” Barret smiled. He awaited her answer as if it was a cherished gift.
“I am Lady Camila Winston. I am staying with my aunt at Porter House. Call on me there, if you like.” She batted her eyes at him and started to walk away.
“I will call, Lady Camila. I will indeed.” Barret nearly floated into the old manor house to speak to the lord.
Barret knew that he would see the lady again and that made his heart skip a happy beat.