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
I took the liberty to ask her, how she first came acquainted with Mr
Arnold; and, as you may not know it, I will give you the story. She
answered, with a profound sigh, It was by mere accident I first saw
him. After the death of Captain Gerrarde, which happened in a little
more than a year after we left Bath, for the gout, poor man, got
into his stomach not long after we returned home (and the crocodile
pretended to drop a tear), I went to London, in order to sollicit
for my pension. As I had formerly been a Roman Catholic, and had not
publickly renounced that persuasion, some difficulties arose in the
business; and a friend of my deceased husband, who had undertaken
the affair for me, happening to be an intimate of Mr Arnold's, and
knowing he had an influence with the secretary at war, endeavoured
to interest him in my favour, by representing my situation in the
most affecting light he could to him. He kindly undertook to
interfere for me, and was as good as his word; but could not
surmount the difficulty of the objection which was made to my claim.
He happened one morning, unluckily for me, to call in at my friend's
lodgings, to tell him of his ill success: I, impatient to know how
my affair went on, had dropped in to inquire about it a few minutes
before him, and was sitting in the dining-room when Mr Arnold
entered. I was in my weeds, and my melancholy looks I believe made
Mr Arnold conjecture I was the person for whom he had so kindly
concerned himself. He told my friend he was sorry to inform him,
that though he had used all means in his power, with regard to the
affair in which he had employed him, he found it was impossible to
effect the business; and I am the more concerned, said he, turning
towards me, as I am afraid this lady is to be the sufferer. My
relation said I was the person for whom he had been so good as to
intercede. I returned Mr Arnold thanks, not without tears, at the
uncomfortable prospect I had before me; for I had then nothing to
depend on, but my small jointure in Kent. I was about to take my
leave; but observing it rained, desired my friend to give his
servant leave to call me a chair. Mr Arnold very politely desired I
would permit him to set me down, as his chariot waited at the door.
I would have excused myself; but my relation said, 'Tis in his way,
child; and since you have no hopes of a pension, you ought to be
sparing of chair-hire. Mr Arnold very obligingly offered me his
hand, and led me to his chariot. He set me down at my lodgings, and
at parting desired permission to wait on me. The fatal consequence
of our acquaintance it was impossible for me to foresee; for I never
had the least hint given me, either from my own relation or Mr
Arnold himself, that he was a married man, till he had so far
secured my gratitude, by repeated acts of generosity, that it was
impossible for me to refuse him the return he demanded.
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