Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 2Burney, Fanny
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Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 2
Burney, Fanny
England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Love stories; Young women -- Fiction
Cecilia, who strongly felt the poignancy of this sarcasm, and whose
constant and unaffected value of Mrs Delvile by no means deserved it,
was again silenced, and again most cruelly depressed; nor could she
secretly forbear repining that at the very moment she found herself
threatened with a necessity of foregoing the society of her new
favourite, Miss Belfield, the woman in the whole world whom she most
wished to have for her friend, from an unhappy mistake was ready to
relinquish her. Grieved to be thus fallen in her esteem, and shocked
that she could offer no justification, after a short and thoughtful
pause, she gravely arose to take leave.
Mrs Delvile then told her that if she had any business to transact with
Mr Delvile, she advised her to acquaint him with it soon, as the whole
family left town in a few days.
This was a new and severe blow to Cecilia, who sorrowfully repeated “In
a few days, madam?”
“Yes,” answered Mrs Delvile, “I hope you intend to be much concerned?”
“Ah madam!” cried Cecilia, who could no longer preserve her quietness,
“if you knew but half the respect I bear you, but half the sincerity
with which I value and revere you, all protestations would be useless,
for all accusations would be over!”
Mrs Delvile, at once surprised and softened by the warmth of this
declaration, instantly took her hand, and said “They shall now, and for
ever be over, if it pains you to hear them. I concluded that what I said
would be a matter of indifference to you, or all my displeasure would
immediately have been satisfied, when once I had intimated that your
absence had excited it.”
“That I have excited it at all,” answered Cecilia, “gives me indeed
the severest uneasiness; but believe me, madam, however unfortunately
appearances maybe against me, I have always had the highest sense of the
kindness with which you have honoured me, and never has there been the
smallest abatement in the veneration, gratitude, and affection I have
inviolably borne you.”
“You see, then,” said Mrs Delvile with a smile, “that where reproof
takes any effect, it is not received; with that easiness you were just
now admiring; on the contrary, where a concession is made without
pain, it is also made without meaning, for it is not in human nature to
project any amendment without a secret repugnance. That here, however,
you should differ from Lady Honoria Pemberton, who can wonder, when you
are superior to all comparison with her in every thing?”
“Will you then,” said Cecilia, “accept my apology, and forgive me?”
“I will do more,” said Mrs Delvile laughing, “I will forgive you without
an apology; for the truth is I have heard none! But come,” continued
she, perceiving Cecilia much abashed by this comment, “I will enquire no
more about the matter; I am glad to receive my young friend again, and
even half ashamed, deserving as she is, to say how glad!”
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