Emmeline, the Orphan of the CastleSmith, Charlotte
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Emmeline, the Orphan of the Castle
Smith, Charlotte
Gothic fiction; Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Single women -- Fiction
'Oh dear! What you was coy? You knew your subject, no doubt, and now
make a merit of what was merely a piece of art. I detest such demure
hypocrites! Tell me,--why, if you are _not_ disposed to take advantage
of Mr. Delamere's folly, you do not accept the noble offer made you by
this banker, or whatever he is, that my Lord says is worth above an
hundred thousand pounds? The reason is evident. A little obscure
creature, bred on the Welch mountains, and who was born nobody knows
how, does not so easily refuse a man of fortune unless she has some
other views. You would like a handsome young man with a title! Yes! you
would like to hide your own obscurity in the brilliant pedigree of one
of the first families in Europe. But know, presumptuous girl, that the
whole house shall perish ere it shall thus be contaminated--know'----
She grew inarticulate with passion; pride and malignity seemed to choak
her; and she stopped, as if to recover breath to give vent to her rage.
Miss Delamere took the opportunity to speak--
'Indeed, child,' said she, 'it is hurting yourself extremely; and I am
really sorry you should be so deceived. _My_ brother can never marry
_you_; and as Lord Montreville has brought you up, under the notion of
your belonging to a part of his family, we are really interested, my
mother and I, in your not going into a bad course of life. If you do not
marry this rich city-man, what do you think is to become of you?'
'My Lord Montreville has been so good as to assure me,' said
Emmeline--her words were so faint, that they died away upon her lips.
'What does she say, Fanny?' asked Lady Montreville.
'Something of my father's having assured her, Madam.'
'Don't flatter yourself, girl,' resumed her Ladyship, 'don't deceive
yourself. If you refuse to marry this man who offers to take you, not
one shilling shall you ever receive from this family; determine
therefore at once; send to the person in question; let him come here,
and let an agreement for a settlement be directly signed between Lord
Montreville and him. Lord Montreville will in that case give you a
fortune. I will hear no objection! I _will_ have the affair closed this
morning! I _will_ have it so!'
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