The Official Chaperon by Natalie Sumner Lincoln (9781150729638)
Natalie Sumner Lincoln Release Date: 23 December 2009 Format: Paperback Pages: 176 Publisher: General Books ISBN: 9781150729638 ISBN-10: 1150729635
General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1915 Original Publisher: Macaulay Co. Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CHAPTER III QUESTIONS AND QUERIES MARJORIE LANGDON contemplated her small wardrobe as it lay spread out before her on the bed, and then gazed at the passbook open in her hand. She saw the slender balance remaining to her credit at the bank through diminishing glasses, and despair tugged at her heart-strings. "The way of the bread-winner is hard," she paraphrased bitterly. "I don't wonder there are so many transgressors in the world. Bless my soul, Minerva, what do you want?" The colored woman, who had entered the bedroom unnoticed a second before, actually jumped at the sharpness of Marjorie's usually tranquil voice. " 'Scuse me, miss; but I knocked an' knocked at de do' 'till I was plum' tired. My, ain't dem pretty?" catching a glimpse of the dresses on the bed. "Is ye fixin' ter go ter a party?" "Not exactly," wearily. "I am sorry I kept you waiting, but I was -- thinking." "Yes, miss; I heard yo' a talkin' ter yo'self, an' calculated yo' didn't hyar me." Minerva backed toward the door. "Lunch am ready." "Is it time?" exclaimed Marjorie, glancing in surprise at her wrist-watch, whose hands pointed to three minutes past one. "I'll be right down; tell Madame Yvonett not to wait for me." "Marse Tom's hyar," volunteered Minerva, as she disappeared over the threshold, closing the door behind her. Left to herself, Marjorie bathed her face, the cool water bringing some relief to her throbbing temples, then after rearranging her hair, she paused a moment and anxiously regarded her reflection in the mirror. Except for an increased pallor, her expression gave no indic...