Briarly Hall's femme fatale. by zanya Dribble Flash Fiction contest entry |
Butler Winston checked the guest list.
Madame Faussaud. Perhaps she is a friend of the Squire's wife, he mused. A knock on the kitchen door interrupted him. Housekeeper, Mrs Ormbsy, poked her head in. 'Winston, when is the Squire goin to elope with his French fancy woman'?, she asked. 'Letter's in the study', she continued,'saw it meself '. Winston was aghast. 'Good Heavens, woman, calm down', he barked. 'Be careful what you say'. Mrs Ormbsy slammed the door. Winston pondered ruefully, if the Squire's recent sojourn in Paris could have been a love tryst. Was Mme Fassaud, Briarly Hall's femme fatale ?
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