Autobiographical fiction; England -- Fiction; Feminist fiction; Governesses -- Fiction; Single women -- Fiction
Meantime, young Meltham was pretty frequent in his visits to the house
or transits past it; and, judging by Matilda’s execrations and
reproaches, her sister paid more attention to him than civility
required; in other words, she carried on as animated a flirtation as
the presence of her parents would admit. She made some attempts to
bring Mr. Hatfield once more to her feet; but finding them
unsuccessful, she repaid his haughty indifference with still loftier
scorn, and spoke of him with as much disdain and detestation as she had
formerly done of his curate. But, amid all this, she never for a moment
lost sight of Mr. Weston. She embraced every opportunity of meeting
him, tried every art to fascinate him, and pursued him with as much
perseverance as if she really loved him and no other, and the happiness
of her life depended upon eliciting a return of affection. Such conduct
was completely beyond my comprehension. Had I seen it depicted in a
novel, I should have thought it unnatural; had I heard it described by
others, I should have deemed it a mistake or an exaggeration; but when
I saw it with my own eyes, and suffered from it too, I could only
conclude that excessive vanity, like drunkenness, hardens the heart,
enslaves the faculties, and perverts the feelings; and that dogs are
not the only creatures which, when gorged to the throat, will yet gloat
over what they cannot devour, and grudge the smallest morsel to a
starving brother.
She now became extremely beneficent to the poor cottagers. Her
acquaintance among them was more widely extended, her visits to their
humble dwellings were more frequent and excursive than they had ever
been before. Hereby, she earned among them the reputation of a
condescending and very charitable young lady; and their encomiums were
sure to be repeated to Mr. Weston: whom also she had thus a daily
chance of meeting in one or other of their abodes, or in her transits
to and fro; and often, likewise, she could gather, through their
gossip, to what places he was likely to go at such and such a time,
whether to baptize a child, or to visit the aged, the sick, the sad, or
the dying; and most skilfully she laid her plans accordingly. In these
excursions she would sometimes go with her sister—whom, by some means,
she had persuaded or bribed to enter into her schemes—sometimes alone,
never, now, with me; so that I was debarred the pleasure of seeing Mr.
Weston, or hearing his voice even in conversation with another: which
would certainly have been a very great pleasure, however hurtful or
however fraught with pain. I could not even see him at church: for Miss
Murray, under some trivial pretext, chose to take possession of that
corner in the family pew which had been mine ever since I came; and,
unless I had the presumption to station myself between Mr. and Mrs.
Murray, I must sit with my back to the pulpit, which I accordingly did.
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