Louisa May Alcott

The Mysterious Key Louisa May Alcott

Book Excerpt: ...nce he died, and got foreign ways, perhaps."As he spoke without any accent, and looked full in her face with a pair of honest blue eyes under the dark lashes, Lady Trevlyn's momentary doubt vanished."Your age, Paul?""Sixteen, my lady.""You understand gardening?""Yes, my lady.""And what else?""I can break horses, serve at table, do errands, read aloud, ride after a young lady as groom, illuminate on parchment, train flowers, and make myself useful in any way."The tone, half modest, half eager, in which the boy spoke, as well as the odd list of his accomplishments, brought a smile to Lady Trevlyn's lips, and the general air of the lad prepossessed her."I want Lillian to ride soon, and Roger is rather old for an escort to such a little horsewoman. Don't you think we might try Paul?" she said, turning to Hester. The woman gravely eyed the lad from head to foot, and shook her head, but an imploring little gesture and a glance of the han...