Excerpts from the diary of Miss Emily Bertilde


there was finally a spot at the ball. while wilamina was dancing with sir cosmo (after lots of science gibberish talk and asking odd questions to metal birds), several of the party followed the not mrs cuthbert out of the room. when sir cosmo and mrs samaline found out, they also followed. wilamina went to talk to the vico-something (important person). suddenly we were walking quickly up the stairs. the important gentleman said something and a whole bunch of servant types went running. we went to the roof and the important guy arrested everyone. i really liked that he begged them to resist. when they did, all shooting started. there was lots of chaos. somewhere in there, mrs not cuthbert fell off the roof with samaline (when did he get there?). then the other dead again guy suddenly got a really surprised look on his face and crumpled. maybe wilaminas lightening gun quite probably helped with that. do i even want to know where and why she had it?

after all the excitement, wilamina ran down to help with samaline. it’s odd to see samaline hurt. i’m glad he always seems to come out ok. we shall hope the trend continues

the ball continued. some of the group went home, but wilamina wanted to stay with mrs fraser. i’m not sure which event bothered me more, Him dancing with miss helen or Him dancing with me.

i was very sad to look up and see Him dancing with miss helen. i was thinking that maybe he didn’t think anything of me, but. i mean i’m not dressed for the occasion and i’m not oficially here and i’m a servant and all. but.

imagine my shock when He came up to me and asked me to dance. i tried to claim that i wasn’t dressed for the occasion. He said that he wanted to dance with me once before he left for the continet. if He truly meant it, i thought it was sweet. mrs frazer was trying to send me off with wilamina but wilamina seemed to want me to take Him up on His offer. part of me wanted to very badly, but part of me was terrified. He eventually took my hand and i let him lead me through a dance. it was one of those scandalous waltzes. one of those dances where we were touching. and His hand was on my waist. i think i did all right, but he seemed to have had a bit much to drink. i’m not sure how i feel about that. i know that i didn’t have the courage to look at Him while we were dancing. even if He did phrase all the moves in weapon terms. He also bid me goodbye before he left. and said to talk to wilamina about combining the table thrower and my weapons practice...

after the dance, mrs frazer went on about not having to dance with the gentlemen if i didn’t want to. in other times i might agree with her. not this time since there was a part of me that really did want to dance with Him.

i had a very hard time getting to sleep after the ball. i kept feeling my hand in His and His hand on my waist. i don’t remember my dreams, but it was odd to wake up smiling...

i had the oddest revelation today. wilamina and edward are one and the same. ok the same but very different. there was a long to go with it, but i can see why wilamina had a very good reason to go into hiding.


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