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 think Mrs Gerrarde's confession, in regard to Mrs Arnold (to which
she could have no interested motive), with the corroborating
circumstance of _my_ going off with her at a time when Mrs Arnold
was from under her husband's protection, injured by him in the
tenderest point, and aspersed by a barbarous and invidious world;
all this, I say, must surely clear from all suspicion that admirable
creature: for who, that knows Mrs Arnold, would think that any man
(except her husband) would prefer any woman upon earth to her? If
this does not remove all doubt of her conduct in Arnold, as well as
in the rest of the world, my pains have been to little purpose; and
I know no other human means that can be used to disabuse the mad
credulity of that man. I pity him from my heart in his present
situation; for it will be some time before he will be sensible of
the good I have done him; and, I dare swear, the man is at this time
so ungrateful, that, if he could, he would cut my throat. I do not
want to have him know the extent of his obligation to me: I shall be
satisfied to sit down in the contemplation of my meritorious
actions, without enjoying the fame of them. This greatness of mind I
learnt of Mrs Gerrarde. But to return:
The having gained my material point put me into such spirits, that I
could have kissed Mrs Gerrarde; a liberty which, I assure you,
however I never presumed to take. She, for her part, seemed as well
pleased with what she had done as I was. I praised her for the part
she had acted, though I very much feared she would repent of it when
we came to explanations, which I resolved should be on that very
day. I told her, I hoped she would oblige me with her company at
dinner. She consented with a bow. I had ordered one to be got ready
earlier than usual, and directed that it should be in her apartment.
We were told it was on table. I never saw Mrs Gerrarde so agreeable
as she was during dinner; she was in high spirits and good-humour: I
almost thought it a pity to let her down that day; but I considered
the longer her expectations were kept up, the greater would be her
disappointment; and, out of pure charity, I determined to put her
out of doubt.
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