Modern literature: a novel, Volume 3 (of 3)Bisset, Robert
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Modern literature: a novel, Volume 3 (of 3)
Bisset, Robert
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction
“I don’t understand you, my dear, what do you mean? you are
certainly castle-building.”--“The castle is already built; and now,
Maria, I have a very important piece of intelligence to communicate
to you.” He accordingly explained to her the information he had just
received, and gave her the letter to peruse.
To pretend that Maria was so exalted and disinterested, as to grieve
at the death of a cousin, who was not peculiarly engaging, with whom
she was on no terms of friendship, beyond mere civility and attention;
when the departure of that cousin made her husband possessor of six
thousand a year, and heir to two thousand more, would be to pretend
that this Maria was totally different from all other Marias in their
sober senses. William and she very tenderly congratulated each other,
and rang for their two children. The little boy, just entered the
third year of his age, was returned from seeing the soldiers exercise,
and, in a minute, they heard him in the passage, calling as well as he
could, “Right, right,” and he entered in a marching step, with his gun
shouldered, and fixed bayonet. He advanced to charge upon his father,
but instead of parrying, as usual, and playing with the child, the
father eagerly snatching him in his arms, and congratulated him on the
providential change: his infant sister being brought by the servant,
he solemnly prayed to Heaven that his children might prove worthy of
the situation which they were now destined to fill in society; that
little Maria might resemble her charming and estimable mother; and
that Charles might do honour to the family which he would eventually
represent. When the parents had given vent to their affections, and
recovered themselves, Hamilton set out to inform his mother of the
state of affairs, and to assure her, that her income should rise in
proportion to his. It is needless to say, the mother heartily rejoiced
at this momentous change in the situation of her adored son; but
she immediately declared that she would receive no addition to her
revenue, which was fully adequate to her wants and habits of life.
Hamilton resolved to conquer in this point, but without contesting it
at present. His mother said, she supposed he would write to her father
and brother immediately; but he replied, he would deliver them the
intelligence himself, having only to see Sir Edward, and set off post
that afternoon for Etterick. He took her promise to be with Maria till
his return, repaired to the Baronet’s, who was proudly joyful to find
that such a connection and friend, was now about to move in a sphere
which he was so well qualified to adorn. Returning to his house he took
a hasty dinner with Maria, and set off at six o’clock; the next evening
he reached Dr. Wentbridge’s, at Weatherby, just as his father and he
were sitting down to an early supper, and removed their surprize at
his journey, by joy for its cause. He was prevailed on to take a few
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