Illustrations of political economy, Volume 6 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 6 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
The sudden calm and quiet of the little parlour made the Lieutenant rub
his hands under the sense of comfort, while Matilda put back her lank
hair from over her eyes, and prepared to tell the story of the morning.
The Lieutenant had however already heard it. Matilda was glad of this,
and went on to ask if any harm could possibly arise from telling her
husband every thing that happened to her, and all that she observed. No
harm in the world, but possibly a great deal of good. It might put her
on her guard against doing and saying things which were perfectly
innocent and amiable in themselves, but which might be imprudent under
certain circumstances;--such as showing herself indignant on seeing a
gipsy boy ducked, when the neighbours were already quite angry enough on
his account. The Lieutenant loved to see her ardour in such causes; but
he was sorry to say it did not consist with the prudence necessary to be
observed by any one connected with him, in his present office. This was
enough to make Matilda vituperate the office, till she remembered that
by its means her husband was detained by her side, instead of being
dispatched to the other end of the world. It required this and many
other comforting considerations to reconcile the Lieutenant himself to
this service, uncongenial as it was to the spirit of an active and
enterprising officer, who had no particular pleasure in playing the spy
on a grand scale, and who found it galling to a kindly temper to live
among a host of enemies. He had hesitated long about accepting the
appointment, entertaining, in addition to his disinclination, a fear
that it would be an effectual bar to further promotion. If it had not
been that his mother and sister depended mainly on him for support, and
that, having waited till forty, he wished to marry, he would hardly have
bartered the hope of professional eminence for pecuniary advantage; but,
circumstanced as he was, he thought it right to accept an appointment
which allowed him to enjoy the fruits of former service while gaining
more by present duty. Though satisfied that he had done right, and fully
sensible of the blessing of having a home always about him, he had no
objection to hear the Preventive Service found fault with in a quiet way
by his own fireside, and foreign service exalted at its expense.
"What could put it into your head, Matilda, that harm could come of your
telling me every thing? The prudence I speak of relates to your reserve
with our neighbours, not with me. What could have put such an idea into
your head?"
"Elizabeth thought that I had better not tell you every thing. But if I
really have a difficult part to act, I shall be miserable without your
help. I never could act for myself in my life."
"Never?" asked her husband, with a smile, "I think you can boast of one
act of remarkable decision, my love."
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