Bildungsromans; Love stories; Young women -- England -- Fiction
She came in with that sense of having done her duty which is so sweet to
a well-regulated mind. But it was not to that internal satisfaction
alone that Providence limited Lucilla's reward. There are exceptional
cases to be found here and there even in this world, in which virtue
finds its just acknowledgment, and disinterested well-doing is
recompensed as it deserves. While Miss Marjoribanks was still occupied
with the arrangement of her plans she was interrupted by a visitor, who
entered with a brow clouded by care, and yet exalted by the sense of a
charge and dignity which is not afforded to every woman. It was Mrs
Centum who thus came to unfold to Lucilla the new event which was about
to happen in Carlingford. She had a great deal to say first, as was
natural, of the dreadful vexation of such a thing happening in
holiday-time when the boys were all at home, and when she did not know
what to do.
"But you know, Lucilla, it will be delightful for all you young ladies
to have the officers," said Mrs Centum; "it keeps a place lively;
though, for my part, I always say in six months there will not be a
servant in the house that one can depend upon. It is dreadful for
servants--especially young ones, and if they are nice-looking, you know;
but it is very nice for the young ladies, and for all the picnics and
dances and everything----"
"What officers?" said Lucilla, pricking up her ears--for to tell the
truth, the very name of officers in a place like Carlingford, where
nobody could flirt but Mr Cavendish, was as water in the desert to Miss
Marjoribanks's soul.
"Has not the Doctor told you?" said Mrs Centum--"but, to be sure, very
few people know as yet. Mr Centum says it must be all on your account,
because you give such nice parties--but of course that is only his fun,
you know. However, I suppose somebody has told Lord Palmerston of all
those great buildings that were meant for the factories, and of
Carlingford being such a healthy place. And so the General is coming to
us to-morrow, Lucilla--General Travers, you know, that was in all the
papers for something he did in India; Charles used to know him at
school. He is quite handsome, and has ever so many medals and things. It
is a dreadful addition to one's troubles in holiday-time, you know; but,
my dear, I hope you will ask him to your Thursdays, and help us to make
Carlingford pleasant to him. It all depends upon him," said Mrs Centum
solemnly;--"if he likes the place, and thinks it will do, and finds nice
society--whether it is here or at Hampton that they establish the
depot."
"At Hampton!" cried Miss Marjoribanks naturally excited--"the stupidest,
wretchedest little place----"
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