We arrived here late last night , and all day Aunt Martha has kept her room to rest . So I had to keep mine also , although I felt as fresh as a morning lark , and just in the mood for enjoyment . My name is Marguerite Forrester -- an absurdly long name for so small a girl . Aunt Martha always calls me Marguer_ite , with an accent of strong disapproval . She does not like my name , but she gives me the full benefit of it . Connie Shelmardine used to call me Rita . Connie was my roommate last year at the Seminary . We correspond occasionally , but Aunt Martha frowns on it . I have always lived with Aunt Martha -- my parents died when I was a baby . Aunt Martha says I am to be her heiress if I please her -- which means -- but , oh , you do not know what `` pleasing '' Aunt Martha means . Aunt is a determined and inveterate man-hater . She has no particular love for women , indeed , and trusts nobody but Mrs. Saxby , her maid . I rather like Mrs. Saxby . She is not quite so far gone in petrifaction as Aunt , although she gets a little stonier every year . I expect the process will soon begin on me , but it has n't yet . My flesh and blood are still unreasonably warm and pulsing and rebellious . Aunt Martha would be in danger of taking a fit if she ever saw me talking to a man . She watches me jealously , firmly determined to guard me from any possible attack of a roaring and ravening lion in the disguise of nineteenth-century masculine attire . So I have to walk demurely and assume a virtue , if I have it not , while I pine after the untested flesh-pots of Egypt in secret . We have come down to spend a few weeks at Fir Cottage .
Our good landlady is a capacious , kindly-souled creature , and I think she has rather a liking XXXXX me .
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