Memoirs of Miss Sidney Biddulph: Extracted from her own Journal, and now first publishedSheridan, Frances Chamberlaine
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Memoirs of Miss Sidney Biddulph: Extracted from her own Journal, and now first published
Sheridan, Frances Chamberlaine
English fiction -- 18th century
Whether any of the keys I gave her would fit the locks or not, I was not
much concerned; if they did not, I concluded she would think her
mistress had made a mistake; and that she would force them open, rather
than fail. Having settled this material point, I got back to my Lord
V----'s, without having been missed by the company.
Our ball was very well conducted; I danced with Mrs Gerrarde, and we
passed a very agreeable evening. We supped at twelve, and she had
ordered her chariot to come a little after that hour; but I had given my
fellows their cue. As the dancing was not renewed, the company broke up
between one and two. Mrs Gerrarde was one of the first that offered to
go; but as her servants were not to be found, she was detained till
every-body else had taken their leave. At length her coachman and
footman were found in the cellar, with one of my mean, all so drunk that
they were not able to stand. Her servants were really so, and mine
counterfeited so well, there was no discovering the cheat. In this
emergency, nothing was more natural than the offering my servants to
attend her home, and of course to wait on her myself to see her safe.
She readily accepted the first offer, but declined the other. This was
easily got over; I handed her into her chariot, and stepped in after
her. Our route was settled: we drove from my Lord V----'s door; and
turning short from the road that led to Mrs Gerrarde's house, we struck
down a lane which was to carry us by cross-roads to our first destined
stage, which was at the distance of seven miles. This was no other than
a poor gardener's house, to which place two of my emissaries had been
dispatched that day to wait our coming, with a travelling chariot, and
four stout horses. I had taken care, according to promise, to send a
trusty groom for the maid, with a boy to carry her luggage. They were
both well mounted, and had orders to carry her to an inn on the road to
Rochester, and within about a mile of the town. This inn was kept by a
fellow, who had formerly been my servant; I had placed him there, and he
was intirely at my devotion. He had already received his instructions,
and his house was to be our second stage. I concluded the maid had
arrived there long before us, having had six or seven hours the start of
us, and the place was not more than twenty miles from her own house.
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