Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 3Burney, Fanny
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Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 3
Burney, Fanny
England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Love stories; Young women -- Fiction
Conscious of these deficiencies for such an undertaking, she deliberated
without intermission how to obviate them. Yet sometimes, when to these
hazards, those arising from her youth and sex were added, she was upon
the point of relinquishing her scheme, as too perilous for execution,
and resolving to continue privately in London till some change happened
in her affairs.
But though to every thing she could suggest, doubts and difficulties
arose, she had no friend to consult, nor could devise any means by which
they might be terminated. Her maid was her only companion, and Ralph,
who had spent almost his whole life in Suffolk, her only guard and
attendant. To hire immediately some French servant, used to travelling
in his own country, seemed the first step she had to take, and so
essential, that no other appeared feasible till it was done. But where
to hear of such a man she could not tell, and to take one not
well recommended, would be exposing herself to frauds and dangers
innumerable.
Yet so slow as Delvile travelled, from whom her last letter was still
dated Ostend, she thought herself almost certain, could she once reach
the continent, of overtaking him in his route within a day or two of her
landing.
The earnest inclination with which this scheme was seconded, made her
every moment less willing to forego it. It seemed the only harbour for
her after the storm she had weathered, and the only refuge she could
properly seek while thus houseless and helpless. Even were Delvile in
England, he had no place at present to offer her, nor could any thing be
proposed so unexceptionable as her living with Mrs Delvile at Nice,
till he knew his father's pleasure, and, in a separate journey home, had
arranged his affairs either for her return, or her continuance abroad.
With what regret did she now look back to the time when, in a distress
such as this, she should have applied for, and received the advice of
Mr Monckton as oracular! The loss of a counsellor so long, so implicitly
relied upon, lost to her also, only by his own interested worthlessness,
she felt almost daily, for almost daily some intricacy or embarrassment
made her miss his assistance: and though glad, since she found him so
undeserving, that she had escaped the snares he had spread for her,
she grieved much that she knew no man of honest character and equal
abilities, that would care for her sufficiently to supply his place in
her confidence.
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