Kit and Kitty: A Story of West MiddlesexBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Kit and Kitty: A Story of West Middlesex
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Middlesex (England) -- Fiction
“Very well. And there is such a place as Sunbury, and a road between
them, though not at all a good one. Well then, at Leatherhead there
is a young man, crotchety, grumpy, whatever you like to call him, but
horribly stubborn, and possessed with one idea. And at Sunbury there is
a young lady to be found, very little better, I daresay, and possessed
with the same idea, only upside down, as women are supposed to see
everything. They have got it into their stupid heads, that they cannot
live without one another. It would cost more to take the young man to
her, and perhaps he would never come back again. It is cheaper to fetch
the young lady to him; though it can’t he done under a guinea. And the
fly with two horses will start in half an hour.”
I told her she was the best woman in the world; and she answered that
I was a hypocrite, yet seemed pleased with my hypocrisy. Then we had a
debate whether Kitty would come, in which I maintained the negative,
for the sake of being convinced, not against my will.
“You are a perfect stupe,” said my aunt, with sound judgment; “you
don’t know what a woman is, half so well as _Jupiter_. Not to talk of
affection, or any of that stuff, a woman thinks ten times as much as
a man does of the wickedness of wasting money. If I went myself, she
would think I came for a drive, and her conscience would be easy. If I
sent one horse, she would hesitate a great deal, if she did not want
to come. But when she sees two horses and an empty carriage, do you
think she would let the man get all the money for nothing? It would
take four horses going the other way, to prevent her jumping in and
saying, ‘Well, I suppose I must.’ I shall write her a very pretty note,
of course. You had better not be well enough to send anything but your
love.”
I was only afraid that Uncle Corny might take it as rather a slur upon
him, to have his new visitor stolen like this. But Miss Parslow (who
was always extremely desirous to have her own way, when her mind was
made up) declared that she would make that all right with him. And so
she did by reasoning which I did not try to penetrate, and which she
put vaguely in her note to him. For it was something about clothing,
and deficiency of wardrobe, which men cannot understand, and are
impressed with readily, when the duty of paying for it falls on some
one else.
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