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 own I did not expect to have succeeded so soon; and without Pivet,
who had now a feeling in the affair, I certainly should not. I
resolved directly to make the best use of the advantage I had
gained. I told Pivet that he should be married the next day. He was
so transported at the thought, that he begged I would give him leave
to go to Mrs Gerrarde, to declare his love and his good fortune
together; for Sir, said he, you know she promises to accept of
whomsoever you propose, and I hope she will not dispise your choice
so much as she thinks she shall. Softly, softly, good Monsieur
Pivet, your violent hurry will spoil all. I do not mean that you
shall see her till to-morrow. Not till to-morrow! Ah Sir! do, I
beseech you, Sir, allow me; she will think it very cruel. (Poor
Pivet, thought I, thou wilt have enough of her). Simpleton (to him),
this day's suspence will forward your business more than all you
could say to her in seven hours: is it not enough you are sure of
her? We have other things now to mind. What plan of life do you
purpose to pursue? You know I have promised to do handsomely for
you.
Sir, said he, I always intended to follow the business I was bred
to; and if this piece of extraordinary good fortune had _not_
happened to me, I did purpose, tho' you have been the best of
masters to me, to have asked your permission to return to my
friends, in order to settle in my trade, as I have some capital of
my own. But to be sure, Sir, I shall be directed in this, as in
every thing else, by your will and pleasure. I approve of your
design intirely, said I; but there are certain conditions that must
be previously settled between you and me. In the first place, tell
me honestly, what is the capital you say you are worth.
He answered, his father had left him about eight thousand livres,
which were in the hands of a banker in Paris, whom he named to me,
and referred me to him for confirmation of the truth of what he told
me.
Well, said I, this will go a good way towards setting you up in your
own business. Where do you think of settling?
He answered, Paris was the best place for his trade.
On that I put an absolute negative; I said Paris was too much
frequented by my countrymen, to be a proper place for Mrs Gerrarde
to make her appearance in, as she was likely to meet there with more
of her acquaintance than might be convenient: I told him I had no
objection to any other large provincial town.
He said he was born at Dijon, and should like to go thither, as he
had many friends there.
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