Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
Booth poured forth very warmly a great profusion of gratitude on this
occasion; and nothing more anywise material passed at this interview,
which was very short, the colonel being in a great hurry, as he had, he
said, some business of very great importance to transact that morning.
The colonel had now seen Booth twice without remembering to give him the
thirty pounds. This the latter imputed intirely to forgetfulness; for
he had always found the promises of the former to be equal in value
with the notes or bonds of other people. He was more surprized at what
happened the next day, when, meeting his friend in the Park, he received
only a cold salute from him; and though he past him five or six times,
and the colonel was walking with a single officer of no great rank, and
with whom he seemed in no earnest conversation, yet could not Booth, who
was alone, obtain any further notice from him.
This gave the poor man some alarm; though he could scarce persuade
himself that there was any design in all this coldness or forgetfulness.
Once he imagined that he had lessened himself in the colonel’s opinion
by having discovered his inconstancy to Amelia; but the known character
of the other presently cured him of his suspicion, for he was a perfect
libertine with regard to women; that being indeed the principal blemish
in his character, which otherwise might have deserved much commendation
for good-nature, generosity, and friendship. But he carried this one
to a most unpardonable height; and made no scruple of openly declaring
that, if he ever liked a woman well enough to be uneasy on her account,
he would cure himself, if he could, by enjoying her, whatever might be
the consequence.
Booth could not therefore be persuaded that the colonel would so highly
resent in another a fault of which he was himself most notoriously
guilty. After much consideration he could derive this behaviour from
nothing better than a capriciousness in his friend’s temper, from a kind
of inconstancy of mind, which makes men grow weary of their friends
with no more reason than they often are of their mistresses. To say the
truth, there are jilts in friendship as well as in love; and, by the
behaviour of some men in both, one would almost imagine that they
industriously sought to gain the affections of others with a view only
of making the parties miserable.
This was the consequence of the colonel’s behaviour to Booth. Former
calamities had afflicted him, but this almost distracted him; and the
more so as he was not able well to account for such conduct, nor to
conceive the reason of it.
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