Examples Of Epilogue Ginny
Ginny rose to the next morning, still feeling quite proud of herself. She had successful entertained Maude Jefferson without offending her and scaring her away forever. Ginny felt like that was quite an achievement, especially for her.
Ginny was resting in the parlor when Mother ran in yelling, "Oh Virginia!" she cried.
"What is it mother?" Ginny asked, taking deep breaths, trying to calm her heart.
"The Countess of Lewick sent a footman over asking you to come meet her and the three children, besides his lordship of course, that are in America with her."
"Three children?" Ginny asked, rubbing her eyes. She remembered the discussion she had with Christian about his siblings not mattering to him. She had no idea that they were living with …show more content…
Ginny eventually relented and took Bedford's hand, holding her dress with the other.
"Good luck with the Klines Miss Ginny, I know how they can be!" Bedford said, walking her to the door. "You should be fine. The countess and her son like pretty girls and if you do not mind me saying you are very pretty indeed."
Ginny smiled. "Thank you very much Bedford, for both the compliment and all your help."
Bedford tipped his hat. "Ah, it was nothing miss." He then trotted off to deal with the carriage.
Ginny took a deep breath as she knocked on the door. She could only hope she still looked presentable. Ginny did not care if she impressed the countess or not. She did not care what happened inside that house. Her soul had stopped caring what happened, almost as if it was numb. The only thing that enlivened her soul was the thought of what her mother would do if she did not make a good impression.
The door was opened by a young boy who did not appear older than ten. Ginny struggled to remember his name, but came up with nothing. To Ginny, he looked a like a miniature Christian. Tall with pale brown hair, nearly colorless skin, large dark brown eyes, and a small mouth and …show more content…
She could hardly believe his manners. It was fairly obvious that he was the son of an earl. He looked younger than Edward, yet Ginny could never imagine Edward acting that polite, even if he was introduced to the king. Yet, here was this boy being that polite to her, a mere girl of no importance.
Ginny barely had a chance to look at the house before the countess came sweeping down the stairs. Ginny was caught off guard by her entrance. She was a beautiful woman with long locks of blonde hair piled up on her head by a thousand pins. She was tall, causing Ginny to look up at her. She wore a dress of pale pink that set off the rosiness of her cheeks. Ginny could see her high cheekbones akin to her own. The countess had a facial structure dissimilar to her sons. She had a small forehead, small nose, and small eats. Everything about her face was tiny except her large, thick, dark red lips.
Ginny was so taken aback she scarcely remembered she was supposed to curtsey; the countess was a woman of noble birthright. Ginny quickly swept into the best curtsey she could. Even if this woman was Christian's mother, the person who had raised such a horrid person, the way the countess carried herself demanded respect. Ginny felt the desire to impress her just from looking at her. "My lady," Ginny said, holding her cutesy, despite her stiff
Ginny was resting in the parlor when Mother ran in yelling, "Oh Virginia!" she cried.
"What is it mother?" Ginny asked, taking deep breaths, trying to calm her heart.
"The Countess of Lewick sent a footman over asking you to come meet her and the three children, besides his lordship of course, that are in America with her."
"Three children?" Ginny asked, rubbing her eyes. She remembered the discussion she had with Christian about his siblings not mattering to him. She had no idea that they were living with …show more content…
Ginny eventually relented and took Bedford's hand, holding her dress with the other.
"Good luck with the Klines Miss Ginny, I know how they can be!" Bedford said, walking her to the door. "You should be fine. The countess and her son like pretty girls and if you do not mind me saying you are very pretty indeed."
Ginny smiled. "Thank you very much Bedford, for both the compliment and all your help."
Bedford tipped his hat. "Ah, it was nothing miss." He then trotted off to deal with the carriage.
Ginny took a deep breath as she knocked on the door. She could only hope she still looked presentable. Ginny did not care if she impressed the countess or not. She did not care what happened inside that house. Her soul had stopped caring what happened, almost as if it was numb. The only thing that enlivened her soul was the thought of what her mother would do if she did not make a good impression.
The door was opened by a young boy who did not appear older than ten. Ginny struggled to remember his name, but came up with nothing. To Ginny, he looked a like a miniature Christian. Tall with pale brown hair, nearly colorless skin, large dark brown eyes, and a small mouth and …show more content…
She could hardly believe his manners. It was fairly obvious that he was the son of an earl. He looked younger than Edward, yet Ginny could never imagine Edward acting that polite, even if he was introduced to the king. Yet, here was this boy being that polite to her, a mere girl of no importance.
Ginny barely had a chance to look at the house before the countess came sweeping down the stairs. Ginny was caught off guard by her entrance. She was a beautiful woman with long locks of blonde hair piled up on her head by a thousand pins. She was tall, causing Ginny to look up at her. She wore a dress of pale pink that set off the rosiness of her cheeks. Ginny could see her high cheekbones akin to her own. The countess had a facial structure dissimilar to her sons. She had a small forehead, small nose, and small eats. Everything about her face was tiny except her large, thick, dark red lips.
Ginny was so taken aback she scarcely remembered she was supposed to curtsey; the countess was a woman of noble birthright. Ginny quickly swept into the best curtsey she could. Even if this woman was Christian's mother, the person who had raised such a horrid person, the way the countess carried herself demanded respect. Ginny felt the desire to impress her just from looking at her. "My lady," Ginny said, holding her cutesy, despite her stiff