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
'We went immediately into Cornwall, to an old fashioned but magnificent
family seat; where I was received by Mr. Trelawny's sister, a woman some
years older than he was, and who had brought him up. The coarse
conversation of this woman, which consisted entirely in details of
family oeconomy; and the stupidity of her husband and a booby son of
fourteen, were but ill calculated to render my retirement pleasing.
Having laughed and wondered once at the uncouth figures and obsolete
notions of Mr. Trelawny's Cornish cousins, who hastened, in their best
cloaths, to congratulate him, from places whose barbarous names I could
not pronounce--and having twice entertained the voters of two boroughs
which belonged to the family; I had exhausted all the delights of
Cornwall, and prevailed on him to return to a country where I could see
a few beings like myself.
'When I came back into the world, I was surrounded by a croud of idle
people, whose admiration flattered the vanity of Trelawny more than it
did mine; for I became accustomed to adulation, and it lost it's charms
with it's novelty. Trelawny was continually with young men of fashion,
who called themselves his friends; and who besides doing him the
kindness to advise and instruct him in the disposal of his fortune,
would have relieved him from the affections of his wife, if he had ever
possessed them. They made love to _me_, with as little scruple as they
borrowed money of _him_; and told me that neglect on the part of my
husband, well deserved to be repaid with infidelity on mine: but I felt
for these shallow libertines only disgust and contempt; and received
their professions with so much coldness, that they left me, in search of
some other giddy creature, who might not, by ill-timed prudery, belie
the promise of early coquetry. It was yet however very much the fashion
to admire me; and my husband seemed still to take some delight in
hearing and reading in the daily papers that Lady Adelina Trelawny was
the most elegant figure at Court, or that every beauty at the Opera was
eclipsed on _her_ entrance. The eagerness and avidity with which I had
entered, from the confinement of the nursery, to a life of continual
dissipation, was now considerably abated. I continued it from habit, and
because I knew not how to employ my time otherwise; but I felt a dreary
vacuity in my heart; and amid splendor and admiration was unhappy.
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