“I made haste to come and tell you,” said the cunning maid, “not for the sake of your two guineas, but because I saw you were so unhappy.” This duped me directly. I gave her the two guineas, and made her sit down on my bed, begging her to tell me all about her mistress’s return. I did not dream that she had been schooled by my enemies; but during the whole of this period I was deprived of the right use of my reason.
The slut began by saying that her young mistress loved me, and had only deceived me in accordance with her mother’s orders.
“I know that,” I said, “but where did she pass the night?”
“At a shop which she found open, and where she was known from having bought various articles there. She is in bed with a fever, and I am afraid it may have serious consequences as she is in her monthly period.”
“That’s impossible, for I caught her in the act with her hairdresser.”
“Oh, that proves nothing! the poor young man does not look into things very closely.”
“But she is in love with him.”
“I don’t think so, though she has spent several hours in his company.”
“And you say that she loves me!”
“Oh, that has nothing to do with it! It is only a whim of hers with the hairdresser.”