Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
“Well, madam, we have now taken our leave of Amelia. I rode a full mile
before I once suffered myself to look back; but now being come to
the top of a little hill, the last spot I knew which could give me a
prospect of Mrs. Harris’s house, my resolution failed: I stopped and
cast my eyes backward. Shall I tell you what I felt at that instant? I
do assure you I am not able. So many tender ideas crowded at once into
my mind, that, if I may use the expression, they almost dissolved my
heart. And now, madam, the most unfortunate accident came first into
my head. This was, that I had in the hurry and confusion left the dear
casket behind me. The thought of going back at first suggested itself;
but the consequences of that were too apparent. I therefore resolved
to send my man, and in the meantime to ride on softly on my road. He
immediately executed my orders, and after some time, feeding my eyes
with that delicious and yet heartfelt prospect, I at last turned my
horse to descend the hill, and proceeded about a hundred yards,
when, considering with myself that I should lose no time by a second
indulgence, I again turned back, and once more feasted my sight with the
same painful pleasure till my man returned, bringing me the casket, and
an account that Amelia still continued in the sweet sleep I left her.
I now suddenly turned my horse for the last time, and with the utmost
resolution pursued my journey.
“I perceived my man at his return--But before I mention anything of
him it may be proper, madam, to acquaint you who he was. He was the
foster-brother of my Amelia. This young fellow had taken it into his
head to go into the army; and he was desirous to serve under my command.
The doctor consented to discharge him; his mother at last yielded to
his importunities, and I was very easily prevailed on to list one of the
handsomest young fellows in England.
“You will easily believe I had some little partiality to one whose milk
Amelia had sucked; but, as he had never seen the regiment, I had no
opportunity to shew him any great mark of favour. Indeed he waited on
me as my servant; and I treated him with all the tenderness which can be
used to one in that station.
“When I was about to change into the horse-guards the poor fellow began
to droop, fearing that he should no longer be in the same corps with
me, though certainly that would not have been the case. However, he had
never mentioned one word of his dissatisfaction. He is indeed a fellow
of a noble spirit; but when he heard that I was to remain where I was,
and that we were to go to Gibraltar together, he fell into transports
of joy little short of madness. In short, the poor fellow had imbibed
a very strong affection for me; though this was what I knew nothing of
till long after.
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