Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
Booth did not long remain in the dark as to the conduct of James,
which, at first, appeared to him to be so great a mystery; for this very
afternoon he received a letter from Miss Matthews which unravelled
the whole affair. By this letter, which was full of bitterness and
upbraiding, he discovered that James was his rival with that lady, and
was, indeed, the identical person who had sent the hundred-pound note to
Miss Matthews, when in the prison. He had reason to believe, likewise,
as well by the letter as by other circumstances, that James had hitherto
been an unsuccessful lover; for the lady, though she had forfeited
all title to virtue, had not yet so far forfeited all pretensions to
delicacy as to be, like the dirt in the street, indifferently common
to all. She distributed her favours only to those she liked, in which
number that gentleman had not the happiness of being included.
When Booth had made this discovery, he was not so little versed in human
nature, as any longer to hesitate at the true motive to the colonel’s
conduct; for he well knew how odious a sight a happy rival is to an
unfortunate lover. I believe he was, in reality, glad to assign the
cold treatment he had received from his friend to a cause which, however
injustifiable, is at the same time highly natural; and to acquit him of
a levity, fickleness, and caprice, which he must have been unwillingly
obliged to have seen in a much worse light.
He now resolved to take the first opportunity of accosting the colonel,
and of coming to a perfect explanation upon the whole matter. He debated
likewise with himself whether he should not throw himself at Amelia’s
feet, and confess a crime to her which he found so little hopes of
concealing, and which he foresaw would occasion him so many difficulties
and terrors to endeavour to conceal. Happy had it been for him, had
he wisely pursued this step; since, in all probability, he would have
received immediate forgiveness from the best of women; but he had not
sufficient resolution, or, to speak perhaps more truly, he had too much
pride, to confess his guilt, and preferred the danger of the highest
inconveniences to the certainty of being put to the blush.
Chapter vi.
_In which may appear that violence is sometimes done to the name of
love._
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