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
Meanwhile Cecilia passed her time greatly to her own satisfaction. Her
first care was to assist and comfort the Hills. She went herself to
their lodgings, ordered and paid for whatever the physician prescribed
to the sick man, gave clothes to the children, and money and various
necessaries to the wife. She found that the poor carpenter was not
likely to languish much longer, and therefore, for the present, only
thought of alleviating his sufferings, by procuring him such indulgences
as were authorised by his physician, and enabling his family to abate
so much of their labour as was requisite for obtaining time to nurse
and attend him: but she meant, as soon as the last duties should be paid
him, to assist his survivors in attempting to follow some better and
more profitable business.
Her next solicitude was to furnish herself with a well-chosen collection
of books: and this employment, which to a lover of literature, young
and ardent in its pursuit, is perhaps the mind's first luxury, proved
a source of entertainment so fertile and delightful that it left her
nothing to wish.
She confined not her acquisitions to the limits of her present power,
but, as she was laying in a stock for future as well as immediate
advantage, she was restrained by no expence from gratifying her taste
and her inclination. She had now entered the last year of her minority,
and therefore had not any doubt that her guardians would permit her to
take up whatever sum she should require for such a purpose.
And thus, in the exercise of charity, the search of knowledge, and the
enjoyment of quiet, serenely in innocent philosophy passed the hours of
Cecilia.
CHAPTER iii
A MASQUERADE.
The first check this tranquillity received was upon the day of the
masquerade, the preparations for which have been already mentioned.
The whole house was then in commotion from various arrangements and
improvements which were planned for almost every apartment that was to
be opened for the reception of masks. Cecilia herself, however little
pleased with the attendant circumstance of wantonly accumulating
unnecessary debts, was not the least animated of the party: she was a
stranger to every diversion of this sort, and from the novelty of the
scene, hoped for uncommon satisfaction.
At noon Mrs Harrel sent for her to consult upon a new scheme which
occurred to Mr Harrel, of fixing in fantastic forms some coloured lamps
in the drawing-room.
While they were all discoursing this matter over, one of the servants,
who had two or three times whispered some message to Mr Harrel, and then
retired, said, in a voice not too low to be heard by Cecilia, “Indeed,
Sir, I can't get him away.”
“He's an insolent scoundrel,” answered Mr Harrel; “however, if I must
speak to him, I must;” and went out of the room.
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