Abbeychurch; Or, Self-Control and Self-ConceitYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Abbeychurch; Or, Self-Control and Self-Conceit
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
English fiction -- 19th century; Religious fiction
'Lizzie, I beg your pardon,' said Anne, trying to check herself, 'but I
could not help it. Your speech put me in mind of the prints from
Albano's four elements. Do not you remember Juno's visit to AEolus,
where he is opening the door of a little corner cupboard where he keeps
the puff-cheeked winds locked up? Do you mean to say that Mamma keeps
her mighty powers of mind locked up in the same way, for fear they
should burst out and overwhelm everybody?'
Elizabeth heartily joined in her cousin's merriment. 'I will tell you
what I do mean, Anne, what the great law of society is. Now, do not
put on that absurd face of mock gravity, or I shall only laugh, instead
of arguing properly.'
'Well, let us hear,' said Anne.
'It is almost more important than the law that you must eat with a
knife and fork,' said Elizabeth. 'There is one level of conversation,
fit for the meanest capacity; and whoever ventures to transgress it, is
instantly called blue, or a horrid bore, &c., &c.'
'Nonsense, Lizzie,' said Anne, laughing; 'I am sure I have heard plenty
of clever people talk, about sensible things too, and never did I hear
them called bores, or blue, or any of your awful et ceteras either.'
'Because people did not dare to do so,' said Elizabeth, 'but they
thought it all the same.'
'What do you mean by people?' said Anne.
'The dull, respectable, common-place gentry, who make up the mass of
mankind,' said Elizabeth.
'Do they?' said Anne.
'Do not they?' said Elizabeth.
'I do not know what the mass of mankind may be at Abbeychurch,' said
Anne, 'but I am sure the people whom we see oftenest at home, are such
as I think it a privilege to know.' And she began to enumerate these
friends.
'Oh! Anne,' interrupted Elizabeth, 'do not, for pity's sake, make me
discontented; here am I in Abbeychurch, and must make the best of it. I
must be as polite and hypocritical as I can make myself. I must waste
my time and endure dullness.'
'As to waste of time,' said Anne, 'perhaps it is most usefully employed
in what is so irksome as you find being in company. Mamma has always
wished me to remember, that acquiring knowledge may after all be but a
selfish gratification, and many things ought to be attended to first.'
'That doctrine would not do for everybody,' said Elizabeth.
'No,' said Anne, 'but it does for us; and you will see it plainer, if
you remember on what authority it is said that all knowledge is
profitable for nothing without charity.'
'Charity, yes,' said Elizabeth; 'but Christian love is a very different
thing from drawing-room civility.'
'Not very different from bearing and forbearing, as Helen said,'
answered Anne.
'Politeness is not great enough,' said Elizabeth, 'to belong to
charity.'
'You are not the person to say so,' said Anne.
'Because I dislike it so much,' said Elizabeth, 'but that is because I
despise it. It is such folly to sit a whole evening with your hands
before you doing nothing.'
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