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
My mother's observation, and her uncommonly forcible manner of
expressing it, struck me prodigiously. It is true I had made the same
remarks myself, but as you know she is not extremely penetrating, and in
general, but a superficial observer, I was the more surprized at what
she said. Miss Burchell's behaviour must have been formerly very
different from what it now is, to have made my mother so sensible of the
change. _Some considerations_, she said, ought to have made her chasten
her joy. Perhaps, she meant no more than that the young lady, even in
the midst of that joy, had, upon reflection, cause for humiliation. I
hope, she did not think that her gaiety on this desired event affected
me, who had so warmly promoted it. My mother is too open not to give the
full meaning of her thoughts. This may be only the suggestion of my own
fancy, yet it has mortified me. I had but little rest last night, and
rose this morning by day-light, to throw together in writing the above
particulars.
_June 27_
Miss Burchell came not to us till late this evening; pleasure danced in
her eyes. I whispered to her, We rejoice with you, dear Madam,
sincerely rejoice, at your approaching felicity; but our present state
will not suffer us to keep pace with you in that gaiety, however
justifiable it may be from the cause: restrain yourself a little; my
mother will not think you kind, as we are so soon to part with you.
She smiled, and thanking me for the hint, immediately composed her
features to such a decorum (I will not call it demureness) that it was
impossible to discover she was agitated by any extraordinary emotion.
I own, I was amazed at the command she so suddenly assumed over
her countenance. I was glad, however, she did so, that my mother
might not have fresh cause of dislike towards her.
She told us that Mr Faulkland had settled a thousand pounds a
year on her, and that too without ever having informed himself of the
state of her fortune: for, in the hurry of her thoughts, she had
neglected to mention it to him: (Generous man! whispered I to
myself.) She then, with great gravity, applied herself to my mother,
and told her, she hoped for the honour of her presence, the next
morning, at her own house; where the ceremony was to be
performed, before no other witnesses but her ladyship, and the
gentlewoman, who had been Mr Faulkland's housekeeper; and that
the following day they purposed retiring to Mr Faulkland's seat in
Hertfordshire, and, after a short stay there, to set out for Ireland.
My mother commended Mr Faulkland's diligence, for having so
suddenly disposed every thing for this important event, and told our
friend she would not fail to attend her at the appointed time.
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