Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 1Burney, Fanny
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Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 1
Burney, Fanny
England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Love stories; Young women -- Fiction
She then entered into a detail of her way of life, told him how little
suited to her taste was the unbounded dissipation of the Harrels, and
feelingly expatiated upon the disappointment she had received from the
alteration in the manners and conduct of her young friend. “In her,”
she continued, “had I found the companion I came prepared to meet,
the companion from whom I had so lately parted, and in whose society
I expected to find consolation for the loss of yours and of Mrs
Charlton's, I should have complained of nothing; the very places that
now tire, might then have entertained me, and all that now passes for
unmeaning dissipation, might then have worn the appearance of variety
and pleasure. But where the mind is wholly without interest, every thing
is languid and insipid; and accustomed as I have long been to think
friendship the first of human blessings, and social converse the
greatest of human enjoyments, how ever can I reconcile myself to a state
of careless indifference, to making acquaintance without any concern
either for preserving or esteeming them, and to going on from day to
day in an eager search of amusement, with no companion for the hours
of retirement, and no view beyond that of passing the present moment in
apparent gaiety and thoughtlessness?”
Mr Monckton, who heard these complaints with secret rapture, far from
seeking to soften or remove, used his utmost endeavours to strengthen
and encrease them, by artfully retracing her former way of life, and
pointing out with added censures the change in it she had been lately
compelled to make: “a change,” he continued, “which though ruinous
of your time, and detrimental to your happiness, use will, I fear,
familiarize, and familiarity render pleasant.”
“These suspicions, sir,” said Cecilia, “mortify me greatly; and why,
when far from finding me pleased, you hear nothing but repining, should
you still continue to harbour them?”
“Because your trial has yet been too short to prove your firmness, and
because there is nothing to which time cannot contentedly accustom us.”
“I feel not much fear,” said Cecilia, “of standing such a test as might
fully satisfy you; but nevertheless, not to be too presumptuous, I have
by no means exposed myself to all the dangers which you think surround
me, for of late I have spent almost every evening at home and by
myself.”
This intelligence was to Mr Monckton a surprise the most agreeable he
could receive. Her distaste for the amusements which were offered her
greatly relieved his fears of her forming any alarming connection, and
the discovery that while so anxiously he had sought her every where in
public, she had quietly passed her time by her own fireside, not only
re-assured him for the present, but gave him information where he might
meet with her in future.
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