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Miss Crespigny written by Frances Hodgson Burnett who was a British novelist and playwright. This book was published in 1879. And now republish in ebook format. We believe this work is culturally important in its original archival form. While we strive to adequately clean and digitally enhance the original work, there are occasionally instances where imperfections such as missing pages, poor pictures or errant marks may have been introduced due to either the quality of the original work. Despite these occasional imperfections, we have brought it back into print as part of our ongoing global book preservation commitment, providing customers with access to the best possible historical reprints. We appreciate your understanding of these occasional imperfections, and sincerely hope you enjoy reading this book.

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Miss Crespigny

By

Frances Hodgson Burnett

Table of Contents

Author’s Note.

CHAPTER I. LISBETH.

CHAPTER II. ANOTHER GENTLEMAN OF THE SAME NAME.

CHAPTER III. PANSIES FOR THOUGHT.

CHAPTER IV. A LUNCH PARTY.

CHAPTER V. GEORGIE ESMOND.

CHAPTER VI. A SONG.

CHAPTER VII. A NEW EXPERIENCE.

CHAPTER VIII. I WILL TELL YOU THE TRUTH FOR ONCE.

CHAPTER IX. WE MUST ALWAYS BE TRUE.

CHAPTER X. PEN’YLLAN.

CHAPTER XI. A CONFESSION.

CHAPTER XII. A VISITOR.

CHAPTER XIII. A GHOST.

CHAPTER XIV. IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN VERY SWEET.

CHAPTER XV. WE WON’T GO YET.

CHAPTER XVI. YES—TO LISBETH.

CHAPTER XVII. GOOD-BY.

CHAPTER XVIII. YOU THINK I HAVE A SECRET.

CHAPTER XIX. AND THAT WAS THE END OF IT.

Author’s Note.

These love stories were written for and printed in “Peterson’s Ladies’ Magazine.” Owing to the fact that this magazine was not copyrighted, a number of them have been issued in book-form without my consent, and representing the sketches to be my latest work.

If these youthful stories are to be read in book form, it is my desire that my friends should see the present edition, which I have revised for the purpose, and which is brought out by my own publishers.

Frances Hodgson Burnett.

October, 1878.

CHAPTER I. LISBETH.

“Another party?” said Mrs. Despard.

“Oh yes!” said Lisbeth. “And, of course, a little music, and then a little supper, and a little dancing, and all that sort of thing.” And she frowned impatiently.

Mrs. Despard looked at her in some displeasure.

“You are in one of your humors, again, Lisbeth,” she said, sharply.

“Why shouldn’t I be?” answered Miss Crespigny, not a whit awed by her patroness. “People’s humors are their privileges. I would not help mine if I could. I like them because they are my own private property, and no one else can claim them.”

“I should hardly think any one would want to claim yours,” said Mrs. Despard, dryly, but at the same time regarding the girl with a sort of curiosity.

Lisbeth Crespigny shrugged her shoulders—those expressive shoulders of hers. A “peculiar girl,” even the mildest of people called her, and as to her enemies, what did they not say of her? And her enemies were not in the minority. But “peculiar” was not an unnatural term to apply to her. She was “peculiar.” Seeing her kneeling close before the fender this winter evening, one’s first thought would have been that she stood apart from other girls. Her very type was her own, and no one had ever been heard to say of any other woman, “she is like Lisbeth Crespigny.” She was rather small of figure, she had magnificent hair; her black brows and lashes were a wonder of beauty; her eyes were dark, mysterious, supercilious. She often frightened people. She frightened modest people with her nerve and coolness, bold people with her savage sarcasms, quiet people with her moods. She had alarmed Mrs. Despard, occasionally, when she had first come to live with her; but after three years, Mrs. Despard, who was strong of nerve herself, had become used to her caprices, though she had not got over being curious and interested in spite of herself.

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