
The high-end chariot of the noble Lord Dior carried his young lady from her birthplace, on the border of Mance and Le Havre, through the streets to her home in Rouen, moving at average speed and not forced to speed. This was determined by the Chief Horseman of his chariot, an old coachman who had known his young miss since his birth, almost thirty years ago, He had to ride the train at a speed he considered appropriate, and ignored the woman's request for “moving the speed of his train to be faster!” if the woman does not know what it is her duty to maintain dignity in accordance with her social position as young Miss Dior of Chateau Voux so as not to fuss in the streets, the coachman understood that correctly. And even if her young lady was an old woman, she could even be called a spinster, in her honor and in love with the Dior family, she would never call it that, even he had even rebuked the other horsekeeper who was presumptuous to call him that by giving a hard slap in his ear, the Chief Horseman knows very well how the wishes of his late master how to treat his young miss related to that especially about the speed of the train that was delivering his only daughter around the village.
He knew very well what his master Mr. Francois would feel if he knew that his young Miss had chosen to occupy her own residence in Rouen, a few months after her death, by just being accompanied by a rough old woman who was very thin. Miss Harrow is a belligerent woman, if she ever saw such a woman more like a flayed rabbit than a woman, plus she is a woman who likes to babble not clear nan super chatty. The Head Horseman was astonished by his young lady who was able to endure his chatter because she never lacked any chatter, never at all! every minute there was something discussed whether it was important or not, it seemed like he could not tell the difference. And also can not understand and understand how and when to understand the feelings of others, to give an opinion.
The despicable woman sat next to the young lady in the carriage, and to get rid of his boredom during the trip he did not stop talking until the head steward forgot to listen to whatever was in his discussion. The age of the woman is unclear, but it is not good to describe her as a rough old woman, yes although her stature is very thin, it is not fair to equate her with a skinned rabbit. However Miss Harrow is the distant sister of the young miss, who was abandoned by her extravagant parents in poor condition.
When he received the visit of Lord Arthur Dior, and it was an unprecedented honor and got a crumbling durian to ask him for help, this was due to the urgent desire of the irresponsible old man Miss Harrow's father to hand over and accept Mr. Dior's help in order for her son to be appointed the caretaker of the young Miss. That very moment Miss Harrow saw, in the stout and dignified figure of the man, a protector who might have been sent by God to save her from the slums of the inn, daily food is not healthy, and the feeling of fear that continues to whack once he finds himself wrapped in debt relics of his parents.
Unwittingly, Miss Harrow herself does not know the prospective protector who will become her employer or dependant, also struggling desperately to reject herself in any way because of her nature and temperament. Or any woman, forced upon him but without his knowledge at any other time. The woman instead visited and appeared at Chateau Voux, nervously flanking her ancient little bag, looking eager to please everyone, and looked at the young lady's face with terrified eyes and begged, which finally melted Miss Dior's hard heart of judgment so that she accepted it by her side. The young miss had no thoughts whatsoever other than to accept the poor skinny lady. Because you can not imagine Miss Harrow who is small and soft-hearted (Although only acting for a moment) as a companion.
The young miss was an independent woman who was beautiful, jovial, agile and full of spirit, therefore, Grand Madame Dior, her brother-in-law, took the opportunity to speak and tried to remind and beg her not to accept and hire Miss Harrow without careful and careful consideration. Because she herself had heard and understood the true nature of Miss Harrow from her husband's story.
“I'm sure in the future, darling, you'll find him a very boring and annoying person!” said Big Lady Dior at that time.
“Yes, it can certainly be like that. But anyway, I always considered every guard whatever those very dull and boring people,” Caroline said.
“So even if I have to have a guard it doesn't mean I really need a guard, while at my age I prefer her to Miss Harrow than anyone else.
At least, he will not dare to try to control my house later, or also dare to organize me. Anyway, I pity him about what he's been through.” The young miss suddenly laughed, upon noticing the doubtful gaze within the soft blue eyes of Grand Madam Dior. “Ah, or you're worried that she won't be able to manage me! You're absolutely right, he won't! But, as well as everyone else, you know it.”
“But, Caroline, Arthur say”
“I know very well what Arthur said,” cut Caroline.
“I already know what she will say to me at any time and for these twenty years, I have instead found it far more boring than this poor Miss Harrow. Come on, don't look surprised and worried about my decision! Actually I believe and believe no one knows better than you do me or she's Miss Harrow. He and I may forever disagree about anything. The only chance that if we're going to really agree is when he convinces me to love his wife you!” He added as he looked at Big Madam Dior deeper to convince what he was conveying.
“Oh, Caroline!” refute the Great Mistress Dior, while turning her red face glittering feeling noticed. “You don't have to make it up like that! Anyway, I can't believe it's possible that this is actually you mean it if you don't want to continue living with me here!”
“Omong empty let alone this!” caroline commented, smiling wryly. “I can stay and be happy with you for the rest of my life, you know that too! Only with my brother I cannot and will not be able to stay together for a long time, my brother who is very respectable, rigid, and proud. there will definitely be unnecessary debates throughout the day to decide something. Yes, and also I feel strange here with you guys who might be a mosquito repellent at home, “kan?”
“Honey once.” Grand Madam Dior was sad.
“Oh, why is that? You'd say that if I really lived here. You must surely admit life would feel much more serene without me fishing Arthur many times a day!” Big Lady Dior did not deny this, but she sighed and said, “But, you are too young to set up your own home there, dear! I totally agree with Arthur about it.”
“You must have always agreed with him, Majorie. You are indeed the perfect wife for him, but don't worry about me, I'm sure with the decision I've taken.” interrupted Caroline without being held back again.
“I'm sure I'm not that kind of wife, but I try to be that way. And, as for me agreeing with him, men are far wiser than our kind, and far more capable of judging worldly matters, are they not?”
“The reality is not!”
“But, Arthur was right when he said it would look very awkward if you lived alone in Rouen.”
“Yeah, I won't be alone because I will be accompanied by Miss Harrow.”
“Caroline, I cannot convince myself if she is the right person to accompany you in the current situation!”
“Honey, they won't think so if they see us on good terms. I hope you didn't mean to reduce my acquaintance? I wanted to visit you often at Versailles, and remind you that I will always consider the Chateau my second home, and that I will probably visit you suddenly for a long time. Surely, you will meet me often.” As Grand Madam Dior still looked sad, she got up and sat down next to him, held his hand, then said, “Try to understand, Majorie! It's not just that Arthur and I are at odds with each other that makes me want to stay home by myself. I want ... I also want to have a life of my own!”
“Oh, I really understand that!” said Grand Madam Dior sympathizingly. “Since seeing you for the first time, I realized how bad it would be if a beautiful girl like you had to waste your life. Suppose yesterday you received a proposal from the Great Lord Curtis or Mr. Damitri oh, no, maybe not the betrothed! Arthur said the guy likes to play with women and gamble, and I don't think he'll be worthy of you even if I admit that I think he's fascinating! Well, if you can't like Curtis, what don't you like about young Gaydon? Or”.
“Oh Stop, stop!” Caroline pleaded with a laugh. “I found nothing disliked in them, but I also could not find in myself a shred of desire to marry one of them. Really, I don't want to marry anyone at all and until at any time, I feel more at ease if there is no responsibility to take care of this and that in my life later. Because deciding alone is more fun than there should be another person who regulates my life and my decision decisions later.”
“But, Caroline, every woman would want to get married?” shrieked the Great Mistress Dior, very surprised.
“Well, it gives an answer to what people will think when they see me living in my own house instead of in Chateau?” exciting Caroline. “They'll think I'm a freak! Perhaps, I would be one of the strangest in Rouen, like the old General Barrak or that strange woman, who was circling around with a hula hoop and had a fur coat! I'll be touted as”
“If you don't stop talking shit like that, I want to slap you?” cut off the Great Lady Dior. “I'm sure you'll be talked about by people, but not as a freak!”
Either way, they both have a point. Caroline had acquaintances with Rouen residents, even some of her friends lived near Rouen, whose house was often used as a place to stay so that she did not come to Rouen as a stranger. She would have been considered a bit strange for leaving her older brother's house, but Caroline was known both as a very independent young woman, and because she was, at the time, twenty-six years old, long past her maiden years, only the most unfriendly and highly critical people saw something wrong in her behavior.
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