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against me, save yourself the pain of telling me so; for I know
that it must be painful to you. Yet judge of the strength of
that regard which is thus anxious to shield you from
uneasiness, at the moment when it anticipates such pain from
your hands. If you can give me hope (and, observe, when I say
hope, I do not mean certainty), do not tax your delicacy for
studied phrases of acceptance, but write me even a common card
of invitation to Norwood, and the tenderest billet that ever
was penned by woman, never gave more pleasure than it will
bring to your very affectionate and obedient servant,
'EDWARD BOLINGBROKE.'
Laura could not help smiling at the composed style of this epistle, so
different from the only ones of its kind with which she was conversant.
A lover confess that his mistress had faults, and that he was sensible
of them!--insinuate that he expected not only duty, but willing and
grateful duty from his wife!--have the boldness to expect, that, if his
passion were unsuccessful, he should quickly be able to conquer it!
Laura felt no inclination to envy her friend a lover so fully in the
exercise of his judgment and foresight; but she was pleased with the
plain honest rationality of the letter; and, with the materials before
her, immediately busied her imagination in its favourite work of
sketching and adorning character.
She was called from her meditation by another petition for advice. 'You
see,' said Harriet, 'he pretends not to expect certainty; but it is much
the same whether one run one's neck into the noose, or gets entangled so
that one can't decently get off. If I could _creditably_ contrive to
keep him dangling till I had made up my mind,' continued she,
illustrating the metaphor with her watch-chain. 'Do assist me, my dear;
I am sure you have managed a dozen of them in your time.'
'My experience is not so extensive,' replied Laura, 'and I can really
assist you to no _creditable_ method of trifling.'
'You would not have me resolve to marry a man whom I don't care a
farthing for.' 'No, indeed! but I think Mr Bolingbroke would have a
right to complain, if you gave hopes which you did not fulfil.' 'You
would have me dismiss him at once then?' 'By no means; but I would have
you think for yourself on a subject of which no other person can judge;
and remember, my dear, that, as your decision has neither been wrested
from you by surprise, nor seduced from you by persuasion, you have no
excuse for forming a weak or wavering resolution.'
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