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- Author: Genevieve Cogman
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“YOU MEAN THEY don’t even wear no trousers?” Sarah asked, shocked.
“They don’t wear any breeches,” Melanie corrected her. “All the aristos
—that’s what they call the nobs over there when they’re being rude about it
—called the ordinary people sans-culottes because of how they weren’t
wearing nice knee-breeches. But frilly clothes don’t do them much good
now they’re all getting their heads cut off. Ain’t—isn’t that so, Nellie?”
Eleanor didn’t look up from drying the china. Slacking at one’s job in
the Baroness of Basing’s household was a bad idea, even among her fellow
servants in the kitchen downstairs. She’d spent enough time working her
way up to an indoors maid position, and the possibility of serving as an
actual lady’s maid was almost within her grasp. She wasn’t going to ruin
her chances now.
“That’s pretty much it,” she agreed, picking up another fancy plate, one
of the set with pink designs and gilt edging. “Though the papers say the
citizens are all in rags mostly anyhow, except for the ones in their
Assembly.”
“It tears my heart,” Mrs. Dommings said, kneading the dough with
powerful hands, “to hear you talking about what they’re all wearing and not
about what those evil Frenchies are doing. A nation what kills their own
king is cursed by God and man alike.” She punched the dough again. “If it
weren’t for that heroic Scarlet Pimpernel saving the poor persecuted
nobility from the guillotine, hundreds more of them’d be dead. Dead for
good, if you count the vampire ones. I don’t know how he does it.”
Eleanor and Melanie rolled their eyes at each other, suppressing sighs.
Mrs. Dommings was the world’s worst bore when she got onto the subject
of the mysterious Scarlet Pimpernel and how he rescued innocent
aristocrats from having their heads cut off. What was the point of discussing
the man when the only thing anyone knew about him was that he was
mysterious? Even rescued French aristocrats knew nothing about him—or
claimed to know nothing.
Sarah began to peel carrots for the servants’ supper. She and Melanie
were part of the mansion’s day service; the night service would come on
duty later. Lady Sophie rarely ate . . . regular meals, but servants needed
sustenance, like any other human. Still, when you had a vampire for your
mistress, you worked by night and you didn’t complain. “I wish we didn’t
have to learn French. It doesn’t make no . . .” She paused and corrected her
grammar at a glare from Mrs. Dommings. “That is, it doesn’t make any
sense.”
“The Baroness likes having the household able to speak French for
when she has French visitors,” Eleanor said, conscious of her position as
the senior maid of the three. “Besides, with all the aristocrats leaving
France, maybe we’ll end up working for one of them.” More importantly, if
one couldn’t speak French, then one had no hope of rising in the household
to work abovestairs. Eleanor had no intention of spending her entire life in
the kitchen.
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