In furthest Ind : $b The narrative of Mr Edward Carlyon of the honourable East India Company's serviceGrier, Sydney C.
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In furthest Ind : $b The narrative of Mr Edward Carlyon of the honourable East India Company's service
Grier, Sydney C.
British -- India -- Fiction; East India Company -- Fiction; India -- Fiction
And thus saying, she left me, I feigning still to read in the old
book, but seeing none of the words in its pages. For I knew that my
cousin was not wont to be thus difficult and bitter, as in these last
two days, except upon occasion, and I could well conceive that this
occasion arose upon the trouble in which she found herself with regard
to her servant, she not knowing whether I would entertain his suit
with favour or not. I being then mighty grieved to cause so much
sorrow not only to myself but to her, did determine to learn from Mrs
Skipwith this gentleman’s name and quality, and so invite him to visit
me, when I might endeavour so to order matters as to lead to their
happiness. But as it chanced, I could do no more that night, for there
come from London by waggon all my heavy chests of toys and suchlike
bought in the Indies, and I had much ado to stow them all away. I was
minded at first to open them, but in the first that come to hand was
there naught but jewellery and other furniture that I had bought with
an eye to Dorothy, at that time when I so foolishly and presumptuously
believed that if I did but return home and ask her, she should be
ready to marry me on the instant. And these I could not now bear to
see, both from the shame and the sorrow that possessed me, so that I
thrust ’em back into their box, and had ’em all put out of sight at
once. And after that was there only time for my one game of chess with
Mrs Skipwith, and then to bed, very weary and prodigious unhappy.
And in the morning, reflecting that when a disagreeable piece of
business is to be done, it were as well done sooner as later, I sought
Mrs Skipwith at an hour when I knew that Dorothy was wont to be in the
kitchen or the still-room overlooking the maids. And first of all I
made her a compliment upon my cousin’s figure and her good breeding,
saying that sure no country lady had ever such elegant manners before.
But this, says I, was evidently to be traced to the excellence of her
instructress in the same line. And at this Mrs Skipwith smiled and
bridled, conceiving herself highly flattered, and declared that she
and Mrs Sternhold had ofttimes said one to another that ’twas a
thousand pities that so divine a creature should be so little seen and
admired.
“Do I understand you to intend, madam,” says I, “that my cousin han’t
seen no genteel company, such as her quality and her breeding alike
fit her to adorn?”
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