Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Milly Darrell Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Book Excerpt: ...ight; for I'm the weakest, vainest creature in the world, I believe. Papa has spoiled me so.''If you are always like what you are to-night, I don't think the spoiling has done much mischief, ' I said.'O, I am always amiable enough, so long as I have my own way. And now tell me all about your home.'I gave her a faithful account of my brothers and my sister, and a brief description of the dear old-fashioned cottage, with its white- plaster walls crossed with great black beams, its many gables and quaint latticed windows. I told her how happy and united we had always been at home, and how this made my separation from those I loved so much the harder to bear; to all of which Milly Darrell listened with most unaffected sympathy. Early the next day my new life began in real earnest. Miss Susan Bagshot did not allow me to waste my time in idleness until the arrival of my pupils. She gave me a pile of exercises to correct, and some difficult needlework to finish; and I found I had indeed.