By Helen Magee
Not anything used to be ever a similar after Perdita entered Abby's lifestyles. She used to be wearing rags, yet not anyone spotted that, purely the intense fantastic thing about the exhausted baby which grew much more haunting because the years handed. So too did the air of threat that clung to her, and Abby used to be plunged right into a net of worry as Edmund, whom she had continuously enjoyed, was once stuck up in Perdita's spell.
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Never had I dreamt of such a room. The bed was the largest I had ever seen in my life and was hung about with shimmering pink draperies, and the rugs on the polished floor were thick and soft. I thought I was in heaven. Aunt Josephine turned from her supervision of the maids, ‘Have your bath and get into bed, my dear, and I shall come and tuck you in in a little while. ’ And, giving me a kindly smile, she bustled out of the room. The maids were red cheeked country girls, friendly and sympathetic, but I remained silent and after one or two attempts to include me in their chatter they gave up and their talk was of household things.
She turned this time and contemplated me calmly for a moment. ‘Those who like me,’ she said. There was a long moment while we continued to hold our gaze, then she said, ‘Think on the bright side. Aunt Josephine says we need not have another governess. After all we are sixteen now and at last fit to be called ‘young ladies’. ’ she said and her eyes danced with mischief. I could no more 26 control the bubble of laughter that rose in my throat than could a thrush its song. I am ashamed to say that poor Miss Pettigrew was forgotten as we romped and pillow fought until a scandalised Aunt Josephine arrived to see what the commotion was.
Miss Pettigrew left soon after. I was careful after that not to overtire myself and the nightmares virtually ceased. Indeed by the time Edmund was due to come down from Oxford for good I had almost forgotten I had ever had a nightmare. It had been a year since the last and I rarely thought of them. Only one thought filled 43 my mind and that was Edmund’s return. The house had been a hive of activity for days. Everything must be perfect for his return, though, as Abby said, it was doubtful whether Edmund would notice the freshly polished floors and the freshly washed windows.