Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
His lordship departed about ten o’clock, and left the company in
raptures with him, especially the two ladies, of whom it is difficult
to say which exceeded the other in his commendations. Mrs. Ellison
swore she believed he was the best of all humankind; and Amelia, without
making any exception, declared he was the finest gentleman and most
agreeable man she had ever seen in her life; adding, it was great pity
he should remain single. “That’s true, indeed,” cries Mrs. Ellison, “and
I have often lamented it; nay, I am astonished at it, considering the
great liking he always shews for our sex, and he may certainly have
the choice of all. The real reason, I believe, is, his fondness for his
sister’s children. I declare, madam, if you was to see his behaviour to
them, you would think they were his own. Indeed he is vastly fond of all
manner of children.” “Good creature!” cries Amelia; “if ever he doth
me the honour of another visit I am resolved I will shew him my little
things. I think, Mrs. Ellison, as you say my lord loves children, I may
say, without vanity, he will not see many such.” “No, indeed, will he
not,” answered Mrs. Ellison: “and now I think on’t, madam, I wonder at
my own stupidity in never making the offer before; but since you put it
into my head, if you will give me leave, I’ll take master and miss
to wait on my lord’s nephew and niece. They are very pretty behaved
children; and little master and miss will be, I dare swear, very happy
in their acquaintance; besides, if my lord himself should see them, I
know what will happen; for he is the most generous of all human beings.”
Amelia very readily accepted the favour which Mrs. Ellison offered her;
but Booth exprest some reluctance. “Upon my word, my dear,” said he,
with a smile, “this behaviour of ours puts me in mind of the common
conduct of beggars; who, whenever they receive a favour, are sure to
send other objects to the same fountain of charity. Don’t we, my dear,
repay our obligations to my lord in the same manner, by sending our
children a begging to him?”
“O beastly!” cries Mrs. Ellison; “how could such a thought enter your
brains? I protest, madam, I begin to grow ashamed of this husband of
yours. How can you have so vulgar a way of thinking? Begging, indeed!
the poor little dear things a begging! If my lord was capable of such
a thought, though he was my own brother instead of my cousin, I should
scorn him too much ever to enter his doors.” “O dear madam!” answered
Amelia, “you take Mr. Booth too seriously, when he was only in jest; and
the children shall wait upon you whenever you please.”
Though Booth had been a little more in earnest than Amelia had
represented him, and was not, perhaps, quite so much in the wrong as
he was considered by Mrs. Ellison, yet, seeing there were two to one
against him, he wisely thought proper to recede, and let his simile go
off with that air of a jest which his wife had given it.
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