Memoirs of Miss Sidney Biddulph: Extracted from her own Journal, and now first published — John Shaqi
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
hearing from you, as you are too ill to admit of any visits. My mother
rang the bell immediately, and asked me to take something; I saw she
wanted to turn the conversation. My maid Ellen came into the room, and I
asked no more questions.
My mother staid with me till it was time for her to go to rest; but
avoided mentioning Mr Faulkland's name, or giving me any opportunity of
doing it; for she tenderly conjured me to keep myself quite composed,
and not to talk. The doctor assured her this night that he thought me
out of danger; and she retired with looks of cordial delight.
She was no sooner gone, than I called Ellen to my bedside, and charged
her to tell me all she knew concerning Mr Faulkland. The poor girl
looked concerned, and seemed to study for an answer. Lord bless me,
madam! what should I know of him more than my lady has told you? When
did you see him, said I? Not for several days, she answered. Where is
he? At Richmond, I heard Sir George say; but I suppose he will come to
town as soon as he hears you are well enough to receive him. I catched
hold of her hand; 'Ellen, I know there is something, relative to Mr
Faulkland, which you all want to hide from me; don't attempt to deceive
me; you may be sure, whatever it be, I must soon be informed of it; in
the mean while, my doubts make me very unhappy.'
The good-natured girl's trouble and confusion increased as I spoke: My
dear madam, she replied, when you are better my lady will tell you all:
'No, no, Ellen, I must know it now; tell it me this minute, or you must
never expect to see me better under such uncertainty. What is the _all_,
the frightful _all_, that I am to be told? How you have shocked me with
that little word!' I know nothing, madam, answered Ellen, but what I
gathered from Sir George's loud angry talk with my lady; and I should be
undone if her ladyship were to know I mentioned it to you. I assured
her my mother should not know it. Why then, madam (speaking lower), I am
afraid that Mr Faulkland has misbehaved, or has been belied to my
lady--She stopped at this--How? how? cried I eagerly; What has she heard
of him? Something of another courtship, she replied; but I hope it is
all false--You trifle with me--speak out, and say all you know. The poor
creature started at my impatience: 'I know no more, madam, than that I
heard my lady say to Sir George, I had rather Sidney were in her grave,
than married to him. Sir George said, But why will not you not let Mr
Faulkland justify himself, madam? Justify himself! my lady answered;
What can he say? Is it not plain that he is false to another woman? They
talked lower; but at last Sir George raised his voice, and said, he
would give half his estate to have the villain punished--All this,
madam, I over-heard by mere accident. Sir George was going abroad; his
linen was lying ready for him in his dressing-room; and his man desired
me to put a stitch in one of his master's point ruffles which was a
little ripped in the gathering.
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