Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
“Our good friend the doctor remained with us. He said he had intended to
visit a family in some affliction; ‘but I don’t know,’ says he, ‘why I
should ride a dozen miles after affliction, when we have enough here.’”
Of all mankind the doctor is the best of comforters. As his excessive
good-nature makes him take vast delight in the office, so his great
penetration into the human mind, joined to his great experience, renders
him the most wonderful proficient in it; and he so well knows when to
soothe, when to reason, and when to ridicule, that he never applies any
of those arts improperly, which is almost universally the case with the
physicians of the mind, and which it requires very great judgment and
dexterity to avoid.
“The doctor principally applied himself to ridiculing the dangers of the
siege, in which he succeeded so well, that he sometimes forced a smile
even into the face of Amelia. But what most comforted her were the
arguments he used to convince her of the probability of my speedy if not
immediate return. He said the general opinion was that the place would
be taken before our arrival there; in which case we should have nothing
more to do than to make the best of our way home again.
“Amelia was so lulled by these arts that she passed the day much better
than I expected. Though the doctor could not make pride strong enough to
conquer love, yet he exalted the former to make some stand against
the latter; insomuch that my poor Amelia, I believe, more than once
flattered herself, to speak the language of the world, that her reason
had gained an entire victory over her passion; till love brought up a
reinforcement, if I may use that term, of tender ideas, and bore down
all before him.
“In the evening the doctor and I passed another half-hour together, when
he proposed to me to endeavour to leave Amelia asleep in the morning,
and promised me to be at hand when she awaked, and to support her with
all the assistance in his power. He added that nothing was more foolish
than for friends to take leave of each other. ‘It is true, indeed,’ says
he, ‘in the common acquaintance and friendship of the world, this is
a very harmless ceremony; but between two persons who really love each
other the church of Rome never invented a penance half so severe as this
which we absurdly impose on ourselves.
“I greatly approved the doctor’s proposal; thanked him, and promised,
if possible, to put it in execution. He then shook me by the hand, and
heartily wished me well, saying, in his blunt way, ‘Well, boy, I hope
to see thee crowned with laurels at thy return; one comfort I have at
least, that stone walls and a sea will prevent thee from running away.’
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