Briskett

Miss Briskett read its contents, and gasped; read them again, and trembled; read them

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Miss Briskett rose majestically from her seat and left the room.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Briskett started with dismay to behold a bareheaded figure leaning over the garden gate, elbows propped on the topmost bar, and chin supported on clasped hands.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Briskett was dismayed to feel a thrill of pride mingling with her displeasure, for the girl looked so fresh, so trim, so sparklingly alive perched up on her high driving seat.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Briskett had been clearing her throat in ominous fashion for the last ten minutes, and now that Mary's restraining presence was removed, she wasted no further time in preliminaries.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Emily had laughed and made merry over a message addressed to a Briskett, from a member of her own house!

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Miss Briskett eyed its desertion over the brim of her spectacles.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

"Briskett!" volunteered Cornelia, bowing towards him in gracious acknowledgment.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Briskett was accustomed to an authority as complete as that of the general of an army.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887

Briskett insisted on home-made bread, home-made jams and cakes; home - made pickles and sauces; home-cured tongues and hams, and home-made liqueurs.

Flaming June George de Horne Vaizey 1887