British -- India -- Fiction; Epistolary fiction; Kolkata (India) -- History -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
“Indeed, madam, they have spoke to me of little else for some months
past, and their very last words----”
“Why, that’s very well,” says she, “for I must think better of you
than to imagine that after such sedulous care you, any more than my
Charlotte, could fall a prey to the wiles of the designing creatures.
Pray, miss, what do you think was my intention in presenting the
gentlemen to you two young women to-day?”
“Indeed, madam, I don’t know,” for what dark political meaning there
could be in so natural an act, I could not imagine.
“Why, then,” says Mrs Hamlin, “I desired to provide you both with
agreeable cavaliers for the voyage, without the fear of falling in
love on either side.”
“Sure, madam, you’re very kind,” Miss Hamlin puts in.
_Mrs Hamlin_. Don’t be pert, miss. I observed just now, Miss Freyne,
that you was put out of countenance by a foolish remark of my
nephew’s, which his sister very properly reproved. Such sensibility
does you honour, but I would have you learn to take such sayings in
good part, since, though it be true that a man of fine manners would
not allude to the fact so freely, ’tis yet undeniable that both you
and my niece are going to Bengall to be married, as my poor Henry
said.
_Sylvia_. Sure, madam, ’tis but the action of a woman of spirit to
protest against such a view, and endeavour to discredit it?
_Mrs H_. I see, miss, that, like other romancical young ladies, you
cherish the notion that you would prefer to lead a single life. I
don’t fancy you would remain long in that mind in Britain--since we
en’t Papists, and if I may say so to your face, you are reasonable
well-looking--but in India such a resolution could not hold for a
single day. When you have seen, as I have, the numerous crowds of
gentlemen in respectable, if not in affluent circumstances, that will
hasten to the _Gott_[1.08] to see the European ladies disembark, and
rush to hand you out of your _palanqueen_ and into church on Sunday,
you will perceive that no woman could be so cruel as to keep so many
worthy persons pining in suspense. I have known a young lady--and she
not a creature of any figure--who was married, within two hours of her
landing, to a gentleman she had never seen before.
_Sylvia_. I hope, madam, you don’t anticipate such a fate for me?
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