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
A very discreet answer, said my mother; just such a one as I would have
dictated to you, if I had been at your elbow. I believe we may venture
to suppose, that Mrs Sidney _has_ no prepossessions; and as this is as
handsome an offer as can possibly be made, I have no objections (if you
have none, my dear) to admit Mr Faulkland upon the terms he proposes.
What answer ought I to have made, Cecilia? Why, to be sure, just the one
I _did_ make--I have _no_ prepossessions, madam, looking down and
blushing, till it actually pained me, for I was really startled. My
Cecilia knows I am not a prude.
My dear! cry'd my mother, and took me by the hand--
Poor Sidney, said Sir George, how you are to be pitied! Mr Faulkland
purposes waiting on you in the afternoon, if he is not _forbid_; and he
looked so teazingly sly, that my mother bid him leave off his _pranks_.
The day is ever--Mr Faulkland spent the evening with us; no other
company but our own family. My mother likes him better even than
before--Thy _mother_--disingenuous girl! why dost thou not speak thy
_own_ sentiments! (There is an apostrophe for thy use, my Cecilia). Well
then, _my_ sentiments you shall have; you have an undoubted right to
know them on all subjects, but particularly on this interesting one.
I _do_ think Mr Faulkland the most amiable of men; and if my heart were
(happily for me it is not) _very_ susceptible of tender impressions, I
really believe I should in time be absolutely in love with him. This
confession will not satisfy you: may be it is not enough--yet, in truth,
Cecilia, it is all that at present I can afford you.
The thoughts of the aukward figure I should make in the evening visit,
sat heavy on my spirits all day.--Can you conceive any thing more
distressing than the situation of a poor girl, receiving the visit of a
man, who, for the first time, comes professedly as her admirer? I had
conceived a frightful idea of such an interview, having formed my
notions of it only from romances, where set speeches of an ell long are
made by the lover, and answers of a proportionable size are returned in
form by the lady. But Mr Faulkland soon delivered me from my anxiety.
His easy, but incomparably polite and sensible freedom of address,
quickly made me lose my ridiculous fears.--He made no other use of this
visit, than to recommend himself more strongly to our esteem, by such
means as proved how well he deserved it. If he was particular to me,
either in his looks or manner, it was under the regulation of such a
nice decorum, that I (who supposed I must have sunk with downright
confusion) was hardly disconcerted during the whole visit.
_June 10_
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