Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
Amelia was taken somewhat at a surprize, but she was too polite to shew
much confusion; for, though she knew nothing of the town, she had had a
genteel education, and kept the best company the country afforded. The
ceremonies therefore past as usual, and they all sat down.
His lordship soon addressed himself to Booth, saying, “As I have what
I think good news for you, sir, I could not delay giving myself the
pleasure of communicating it to you. I have mentioned your affair
where I promised you, and I have no doubt of my success. One may easily
perceive, you know, from the manner of people’s behaving upon such
occasions; and, indeed, when I related your case, I found there was much
inclination to serve you. Great men, Mr. Booth, must do things in their
own time; but I think you may depend on having something done very
soon.”
Booth made many acknowledgments for his lordship’s goodness, and now a
second time paid all the thanks which would have been due, even had the
favour been obtained. This art of promising is the economy of a great
man’s pride, a sort of good husbandry in conferring favours, by which
they receive tenfold in acknowledgments for every obligation, I mean
among those who really intend the service; for there are others who
cheat poor men of their thanks, without ever designing to deserve them
at all.
This matter being sufficiently discussed, the conversation took a
gayer turn; and my lord began to entertain the ladies with some of
that elegant discourse which, though most delightful to hear, it is
impossible should ever be read.
His lordship was so highly pleased with Amelia, that he could not help
being somewhat particular to her; but this particularity distinguished
itself only in a higher degree of respect, and was so very polite, and
so very distant, that she herself was pleased, and at his departure,
which was not till he had far exceeded the length of a common visit,
declared he was the finest gentleman she had ever seen; with which
sentiment her husband and Mrs. Ellison both entirely concurred.
Mrs. Bennet, on the contrary, exprest some little dislike to my lord’s
complaisance, which she called excessive. “For my own part,” said she,
“I have not the least relish for those very fine gentlemen; what the
world generally calls politeness, I term insincerity; and I am more
charmed with the stories which Mrs. Booth told us of the honest serjeant
than with all that the finest gentlemen in the world ever said in their
lives!”
“O! to be sure,” cries Mrs. Ellison; “_All for Love, or the World well
Lost,_ is a motto very proper for some folks to wear in their coat of
arms; but the generality of the world will, I believe, agree with that
lady’s opinion of my cousin, rather than with Mrs. Bennet.”
Mrs. Bennet, seeing Mrs. Ellison took offence at what she said, thought
proper to make some apology, which was very readily accepted, and so
ended the visit.
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