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
assist me in breaking them entirely; and I make no doubt but that time,
joined to my own efforts, and aided by your sweetness of disposition,
your tenderness, and admirable sense, will enable me to conquer what I
must now call a weakness, and make the triumph equally happy for us
both. But remember, Madam, I never see Mrs Arnold more. 'Tis for your
peace sake as well as my own, that I make this a preliminary to our
marriage. I will, when you shall vouchsafe me the honour of your hand,
receive it, if you please, from Lady Bidulph; and as I presume it will
be agreeable to you to have the ceremony intirely private, that I may,
for our dear little boy's sake, present you rather as my acknowleged
wife, than as my new made bride, I will, with the utmost speed and
secrecy, have such dispositions made, as shall be suitable to my
condition, and your own merit.
'I should like, after we are united, if you have no objection to it, to
pay a visit for a while to an estate I have in Ireland; which I have
never yet seen, and which I intended to have looked at, if this event,
this happy event (and he kissed my hand) had not taken place.'
Penetrated as I was, pursued Miss Burchell, with a sense of the
generosity and openness of his heart, I could not forbear raising his
hand to my lips; he tenderly withdrew it from me, as if abashed at my
condescension. He then turned the discourse to less interesting
subjects, and after three delightful hours spent with me, took his
leave; not without having first fixed on Wednesday, next Wednesday, to
be the blessed day that is to make him mine for ever.
Happy, happy may you be, said I! you _must_ be happy; but let me see you
once again before you are Mrs Faulkland: there are not many hours to
come before that name will be yours. My dear Madam! said she, and patted
my bosom with her hand, I hope all is well _here_; she looked earnestly
in my face, and then added, but you have a noble heart. 'Tis an honest
one I hope, said I, a little disconcerted at her manner. Why did she
address me thus, my dear? I hope I did not discover any thing in my
behaviour as if I repined her good fortune; if I did, far be such a
wretched meanness from the heart of thy friend. Was it not my own act to
make Miss Burchell the happy woman she now thinks herself? Yet I own
there is something in Mr Faulkland's conduct which has raised my esteem
to admiration. Oh may his future days be blessed, else shall I indeed be
wretched!
My mother told Miss Burchell, it would give her inexpressive
satisfaction to bestow her in marriage on Mr Faulkland; and desired she
would let her know to-morrow at what time and place the ceremony as to
be performed. She answered, at her own house, as she could be no where
else so private; and that Mr Faulkland would engage for the purpose a
clergyman, a particular friend of his, and fellow-collegian, on whose
discretion he could rely.
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