Modern literature: a novel, Volume 1 (of 3)Bisset, Robert
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Modern literature: a novel, Volume 1 (of 3)
Bisset, Robert
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction
had some business to transact which might detain him beyond the dining
hour, ordered dinner. They were just seated, and by some accident,
Maria Mortimer occupied the place nearest the bottom of the table,
and facing the door, when Hamilton hastily knocking and entering the
room, the first object he beheld was his beloved Maria. Having with
an anxious earnestness and confused eagerness of manner, voice, and
countenance accosted Miss Mortimer, and with affectionate kindness her
father and brother, he learned the meeting at the hotel, and had the
satisfaction to see that his sister and mother were delighted with the
object of his adoration. It was resolved to defer the theatre party
till the following evening; and the day was spent with great pleasure
and happiness.
Our hero had been so much engrossed by either the company or image
of Maria, that he had almost entirely forgotten his old flame, Jenny
Collings.--Though Jenny had not forgotten him; yet finding his absence
very tedious, she began to listen to the addresses of another. This
other, it seems, was that redoubtable champion esquire Blossom, who
being frequently in London, had seen Miss Collings before his late
adventure with Mortimer, and afterwards choosing to change the scene
a little had come to London, and renewed his application, in hopes
of seducing the virtue of the fair Collings. He had succeeded, and
had lived with her about a week, when one morning a gentleman was
introduced in a naval uniform, who, in rather a stern voice and manner
demanded to see Miss Collings. Blossom told him, that there was no
such person in the house; the officer answered, “That is false, I know
she is here; I saw her at the window.--Your name is Blossom; you have
seduced my sister, and if you do not marry her instantly, this moment
is your last.”--With that he pulled out a brace of pistols. Jenny being
well tutored for the purpose, ran out with her hair disshevelled, and
throwing herself at her brother’s feet, conjured him not to murder
her betrothed husband. “Are you this lady’s husband?” Blossom made
no answer: the lady answered, “He is in conscience and honour, but I
acknowledge not in law.” Blossom, afraid of the pistols, which were
presented and cocked, resolved to temporize that he might get away, and
accordingly acknowledged that he had promised marriage, and that he was
willing and ready to perform his engagement. That, said the seaman,
alters the case, though I still must blame my sister’s simplicity and
credulity; yet, as I find you disposed to make an honourable atonement,
I shall bury the past in oblivion. There are two friends of mine
without who will witness your proposal of amends. The friends were
called in, the brother agreed in their presence to pardon Blossom, if
he immediately performed the engagement which he had admitted. “I am,
(he said,) obliged to be out of town to-morrow afternoon, therefore
we must finish the calls of honour and justice immediately. There is
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