Charles Demengeot, from his book Dictionnaire Chiffre-Monogramme, (1881). A hidden attached bail, hammered edging, smooth background
Size: 75 x 65 mm
Weight: 57.6 grams
Setting the locket down carefully into the velvet-lined box, I sighed as waves of nostalgia washed over me. I knew my daughter meant well, but I wished she would leave well enough alone. Ever since the death of her mother, she had made it her mission to dredge up old memories and regrets. While I had a good and successful marriage by English standards, it was by no means a fairy tale. My daughter was a study of the romantics and insisted on reminding me that I had found love at one point in life. One day long ago, she had stumbled across the wooden, velvet-lined box and curiosity had gotten the best of her. When she found the locket and its contents - a lock of hair- she had thought it to hold romantic sentiments for her mother. Not one to tell fairy stories to my children, I had confessed the truth. The lock of hair had been bestowed upon me by my childhood playmate and secret boyhood romance, the estate groundskeeper’s daughter, Thelma. While Thelma had been deemed an adequate playmate for a young master during my nursery days, our secret amour would soon be greatly frowned upon. While spending sabbaticals from Eton at the country estate, we would meet at our secret hiding place in the woods and plan our escape from the confines of society. Found out by her Pappah, who feared for his position, he, out of duty, reluctantly turned us in to my father. Father laughed off the matter, but not my shocked and grief-stricken mother. Father simply stated that I knew my place and duty and that when the time came, this summer amour would be just that, and I would marry for the good of the estate and family. Even to this day, it is the greatest burden that chills me to the bone. I passed up love, true love, to fulfill my duty as every good English nobleman must.
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