Penelope : $b or, Love's labour lost. A novel. Volume 1 (of 3)Scargill, William Pitt
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Penelope : $b or, Love's labour lost. A novel. Volume 1 (of 3)
Scargill, William Pitt
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Had sincerity been the readiest road to the patronage and friendship
of the great, this question might have been very readily and easily
answered. But Penelope knew better than to suppose that any advantage
could arise from a direct opposition to the wishes of a patron.
Repugnant as she was to the proposal, she dared not to whisper the
least syllable of contradiction, on the ground of dislike, to the
profession; but after a blush of mortification, which the Countess
mistook for a symptom of diffidence, she replied:
“I fear that your ladyship is disposed to estimate rather too highly
the humble talents I may possess, and that I shall not answer the
expectations which so distinguished patronage might raise.”
The Countess was not altogether pleased with this shadow of an
objection; for it seemed to call in question her own discernment. She
therefore replied with some quickness:
“I beg your pardon, Miss Primrose: I have usually been considered
as something of a judge in these matters; and, if I do not greatly
mistake, you are peculiarly qualified for the profession; and, if you
would condescend to adopt my recommendation, I will be answerable for
its success.”
The Countess, with all her kindness and considerateness, had not the
slightest idea that there could be in a young person, situated as
Penelope, any feeling of pride or thought of degradation. But pride was
in being before titles were invented; and even republics, which, in
the arrogance of equality, may repel from their political vocabulary
all distinctions of fellow citizens, cannot eradicate pride from the
human heart. In a civilized country there is not perhaps an individual
to be found who is incapable of the sensation of degradation. Miss
Primrose thought it degrading to become a public singer; she felt that
it would be publishing to the world that she was not independent. The
world cares little about such matters. Right or wrong, however, this
feeling took possession of the young lady’s mind; and as pride does not
enter the mind by means of reasoning, it will not be expelled by any
process of ratiocination. For all this, however, the worthy Countess
could make no allowance; and it appeared to her that if a young person
were under the necessity of serving her superiors in rank for the sake
of maintenance, it signified very little what mode of servitude were
applied to.
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