Two:
More than likely during the course of your life you have met someone you didn't know. And more than likely when you met this person you used the fine rules of etiquette that are proper to use when meeting someone for the first time.(Unless of course that stranger was running off with your purse or your calico cat named Frederick, as happened to me once.) The Baudelaires were very familiar with the rules one should use when meeting a person for the first time. They had learned them early on because before their parent's tragic accident, the Baudelaire parents often held extravagant, a word here which means full of fancy people, bubbly drinks, and fancy cheeses that are often very smelly, parties. It was good that the Baudelaires knew these rules because soon after Violet knocked on the bright yellow door, it was answered by a very extravagant, a word here which means not full of smelly cheese but covered in jewels and fur, looking woman.
"Hello", said Violet very politely. "Are you Ms. St.Claire?"
"Yes, dahling! I certainly am!" Ms. St.Claire replied.
"Yes, well", Violet continued, "I believe my brother, my sister, and I have come to live with you."
"Well, yes of course! You simply must come inside out of the street. You will catch your death!" Ms. St.Claire said as she ushered them into her home. The three Baudelaires and the woman covered in jewels, fur, and who had a full head of gorgeous red hair crowded into the foyer, a word here which means a fancy name for the first room one usually comes to in a house that is usually a resting place for rain boots and umbrellas. Ms. St.Claire helped the children with their jackets and mittens and placed them on a slender coat rack. She stepped back and glanced over the children and said, "Well, now let me just get a look at you dahlings!"
She walked across them like a drill sergeant inspecting the children. She came to the baby Sunny who, not being much larger than a loaf of bread, was standing up on her own with the assistance of hanging onto Klaus's trouser leg. She bent down to look at Sunny and her jewels dangled in front of Sunny's face. Ms. St.Claire said, "Why what a gorgeous baby! You are so precious!"
Sunny bit one of the diamonds dangling in front of her and Violet shrieked, "No, Sunny! You mustn't bite Ms. St.Claire's diamonds! They are very expensive things!"
"Oh, don't fret over it little one!" Ms. St.Claire said, "I have plenty of these old things! Here, you may have this to chew on anytime you please!" She took the diamond off her necklace and handed it to Sunny who looked up and said, "Gwee!" that probably translated to, "Oh thank you so very much, I'm speechless!"
Next Ms. St.Claire came up to Klaus and said, "Aren't you quite the handsome young gentlemen? I'm sure that diamonds are of no interest to you. What are your interests?"
"Well", said Klaus "I enjoy reading a great deal. I read nearly every book in our parent's library before it…burned."
"Grand! Grand!", Ms. St.Claire exclaimed. It startled Klaus at first because he was under the impression she thought the fact that his parent's library had burned to the ground along with the rest of their home, but then he realized why she was so excited. "Klaus, you are going to love it here! Nearly the entire second floor is a library full of books, especially plays? Do you enjoy plays, Klaus?"
"Very much, ma'am", he replied, "A Midsummer Night's Dream is one of my favorites."
"Fabulous, dahling!" the woman replied as she continued on to Violet. " Now", she said stopping, "What are your hobbies?"
"I like inventing and building things.", said Violet
"Fabulous!", Ms. St.Claire exclaimed, "I have a whole studio full of designs for the sets of my plays in production. Perhaps you could help us construct part of the stage or help invent some fabulous new special effects, dahling!"
"That sounds like fun, Ms. St.Claire." said Violet.
"Oh dahlings! Don't call me Ms. St.Claire, it makes me feel so much older than I am! Of course, you three will never know how old I REALLY am. A classy woman never reveals her age. Children call me Genevieve. I am going to be your new caretaker and guardian and I do believe we are going to have a fabulous time together!"
"As long as we're far away from Count Olaf, we will have a fabulous time anywhere!" exclaimed Klaus.
"Oh, now don't be worried about that old Count Olaf. Mr.Poe gave me a complete description. He also tells me that this Count Olaf uses a wide variety of disguises to people into believing he is not who he says he is, but I work in the theatre dahlings and I know a costume when I see one. So, don't you three worry your sweet little heads. Count Olaf will never harm a hair on your head as long as Genevieve is around!"
The three children smiled as the woman said this and embraced them all in a large hug. For the first time in a long time, the Baudelaire orphans were beginning to feel a little bit of happiness in their unfortunate lives. However, as you know and I know, the Baudelaires never experience happiness for a long amount of time and this was to be the case once again as the doorbell rang.
"Oops! I forgot all about din-din! I'm sorry children I'm so busy I've never learned to cook properly so I hope take-out will be alright, until I can hire a proper cook for the three of you."
"Take-out is fine!", Violet said very sweetly. It was the truth too, anything was better than some of the previous foods the Baudelaires had been subjected to, including Parsley soda, Lumpy beef casserole, and cold cucumber soup.
Genevieve opened the door and the Baudelaires gasped at the delivery boy who handed the food over to Ms. St.Claire and took her money. It was strangely odd that this man looked strangely neither like a man nor a woman.
More than likely during the course of your life you have met someone you didn't know. And more than likely when you met this person you used the fine rules of etiquette that are proper to use when meeting someone for the first time.(Unless of course that stranger was running off with your purse or your calico cat named Frederick, as happened to me once.) The Baudelaires were very familiar with the rules one should use when meeting a person for the first time. They had learned them early on because before their parent's tragic accident, the Baudelaire parents often held extravagant, a word here which means full of fancy people, bubbly drinks, and fancy cheeses that are often very smelly, parties. It was good that the Baudelaires knew these rules because soon after Violet knocked on the bright yellow door, it was answered by a very extravagant, a word here which means not full of smelly cheese but covered in jewels and fur, looking woman.
"Hello", said Violet very politely. "Are you Ms. St.Claire?"
"Yes, dahling! I certainly am!" Ms. St.Claire replied.
"Yes, well", Violet continued, "I believe my brother, my sister, and I have come to live with you."
"Well, yes of course! You simply must come inside out of the street. You will catch your death!" Ms. St.Claire said as she ushered them into her home. The three Baudelaires and the woman covered in jewels, fur, and who had a full head of gorgeous red hair crowded into the foyer, a word here which means a fancy name for the first room one usually comes to in a house that is usually a resting place for rain boots and umbrellas. Ms. St.Claire helped the children with their jackets and mittens and placed them on a slender coat rack. She stepped back and glanced over the children and said, "Well, now let me just get a look at you dahlings!"
She walked across them like a drill sergeant inspecting the children. She came to the baby Sunny who, not being much larger than a loaf of bread, was standing up on her own with the assistance of hanging onto Klaus's trouser leg. She bent down to look at Sunny and her jewels dangled in front of Sunny's face. Ms. St.Claire said, "Why what a gorgeous baby! You are so precious!"
Sunny bit one of the diamonds dangling in front of her and Violet shrieked, "No, Sunny! You mustn't bite Ms. St.Claire's diamonds! They are very expensive things!"
"Oh, don't fret over it little one!" Ms. St.Claire said, "I have plenty of these old things! Here, you may have this to chew on anytime you please!" She took the diamond off her necklace and handed it to Sunny who looked up and said, "Gwee!" that probably translated to, "Oh thank you so very much, I'm speechless!"
Next Ms. St.Claire came up to Klaus and said, "Aren't you quite the handsome young gentlemen? I'm sure that diamonds are of no interest to you. What are your interests?"
"Well", said Klaus "I enjoy reading a great deal. I read nearly every book in our parent's library before it…burned."
"Grand! Grand!", Ms. St.Claire exclaimed. It startled Klaus at first because he was under the impression she thought the fact that his parent's library had burned to the ground along with the rest of their home, but then he realized why she was so excited. "Klaus, you are going to love it here! Nearly the entire second floor is a library full of books, especially plays? Do you enjoy plays, Klaus?"
"Very much, ma'am", he replied, "A Midsummer Night's Dream is one of my favorites."
"Fabulous, dahling!" the woman replied as she continued on to Violet. " Now", she said stopping, "What are your hobbies?"
"I like inventing and building things.", said Violet
"Fabulous!", Ms. St.Claire exclaimed, "I have a whole studio full of designs for the sets of my plays in production. Perhaps you could help us construct part of the stage or help invent some fabulous new special effects, dahling!"
"That sounds like fun, Ms. St.Claire." said Violet.
"Oh dahlings! Don't call me Ms. St.Claire, it makes me feel so much older than I am! Of course, you three will never know how old I REALLY am. A classy woman never reveals her age. Children call me Genevieve. I am going to be your new caretaker and guardian and I do believe we are going to have a fabulous time together!"
"As long as we're far away from Count Olaf, we will have a fabulous time anywhere!" exclaimed Klaus.
"Oh, now don't be worried about that old Count Olaf. Mr.Poe gave me a complete description. He also tells me that this Count Olaf uses a wide variety of disguises to people into believing he is not who he says he is, but I work in the theatre dahlings and I know a costume when I see one. So, don't you three worry your sweet little heads. Count Olaf will never harm a hair on your head as long as Genevieve is around!"
The three children smiled as the woman said this and embraced them all in a large hug. For the first time in a long time, the Baudelaire orphans were beginning to feel a little bit of happiness in their unfortunate lives. However, as you know and I know, the Baudelaires never experience happiness for a long amount of time and this was to be the case once again as the doorbell rang.
"Oops! I forgot all about din-din! I'm sorry children I'm so busy I've never learned to cook properly so I hope take-out will be alright, until I can hire a proper cook for the three of you."
"Take-out is fine!", Violet said very sweetly. It was the truth too, anything was better than some of the previous foods the Baudelaires had been subjected to, including Parsley soda, Lumpy beef casserole, and cold cucumber soup.
Genevieve opened the door and the Baudelaires gasped at the delivery boy who handed the food over to Ms. St.Claire and took her money. It was strangely odd that this man looked strangely neither like a man nor a woman.