Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
When the colonel and doctor were gone, Booth acquainted Amelia with
the invitation he had received. She was so struck with the news, and
betrayed such visible marks of confusion and uneasiness, that they could
not have escaped Booth’s observation had suspicion given him the least
hint to remark; but this, indeed, is the great optic-glass helping us to
discern plainly almost all that passes in the minds of others, without
some use of which nothing is more purblind than human nature.
Amelia, having recovered from her first perturbation, answered, “My
dear, I will dine with you wherever you please to lay your commands on
me.” “I am obliged to you, my dear soul,” cries Booth; “your obedience
shall be very easy, for my command will be that you shall always follow
your own inclinations.” “My inclinations,” answered she, “would, I am
afraid, be too unreasonable a confinement to you; for they would always
lead me to be with you and your children, with at most a single friend
or two now and then.” “O my dear!” replied he, “large companies give us
a greater relish for our own society when we return to it; and we shall
be extremely merry, for Doctor Harrison dines with us.” “I hope you
will, my dear,” cries she; “but I own I should have been better pleased
to have enjoyed a few days with yourself and the children, with no other
person but Mrs. Atkinson, for whom I have conceived a violent affection,
and who would have given us but little interruption. However, if you
have promised, I must undergo the penance.” “Nay, child,” cried he, “I
am sure I would have refused, could I have guessed it had been in the
least disagreeable to you though I know your objection.” “Objection!”
cries Amelia eagerly “I have no objection.” “Nay, nay,” said he, “come,
be honest, I know your objection, though you are unwilling to own
it.” “Good Heavens!” cryed Amelia, frightened, “what do you mean? what
objection?” “Why,” answered he, “to the company of Mrs. James; and
I must confess she hath not behaved to you lately as you might have
expected; but you ought to pass all that by for the sake of her
husband, to whom we have both so many obligations, who is the worthiest,
honestest, and most generous fellow in the universe, and the best friend
to me that ever man had.”
Amelia, who had far other suspicions, and began to fear that her husband
had discovered them, was highly pleased when she saw him taking a wrong
scent. She gave, therefore, a little in to the deceit, and acknowledged
the truth of what he had mentioned; but said that the pleasure she
should have in complying with his desires would highly recompense any
dissatisfaction which might arise on any other account; and shortly
after ended the conversation on this subject with her chearfully
promising to fulfil his promise.
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