Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Self-control -- Fiction; Women -- Fiction
Her embarrassment confirmed Mrs De Courcy's belief; but, unwilling
further to distress Laura, she said, 'Harriet herself will talk over all
these matters with you, and then your own peculiar manner will soften
the refusal into somewhat almost as pleasing as consent; if indeed you
are obliged to refuse.' 'Indeed, Madam,' said Laura, 'nothing can be
further from my thoughts than refusal; I shall most willingly, most
gladly, attend Miss De Courcy; but may I--will you allow me to--to ask
you why you should expect me to refuse?' 'And if I answer you,' returned
Mrs De Courcy, 'will you promise to be candid with me on a subject where
ladies think that candour may be dispensed with?' 'I will promise to be
candid with you on every subject,' said Laura, rejoiced at this
opportunity of entering on her justification. 'Then I will own to you,'
said Mrs De Courcy, 'that circumstances have conspired with public
report to convince me that you are yourself about to need the good
office which Harriet solicits from you. Colonel Hargrave and you share
between you the envy of our little world of fashion.' 'And have you,
Madam--has Harriet--has Mr De Courcy given credit to this vexatious
report!' cried Laura, the tears of mortification filling her eyes. 'Ah
how differently should I have judged of you!'--'My dearest girl,' said
Mrs De Courcy, surprised but delighted, 'I assure you that none of us
would, upon slight grounds, believe any thing concerning you, that you
would not wish us to credit. But, in this instance, I thought my
authority indisputable; Lady Pelham'--'Is it possible,' cried Laura,
'that my aunt could propagate such a report, when she knew the teasing,
the persecution that I have endured.' 'Lady Pelham did not directly
assure me of its truth;' answered Mrs De Courcy; 'but when I made
inquiries, somewhat, I own, in the hope of being empowered to contradict
the rumour, her answer was certainly calculated to make me believe that
you were soon to be lost to us.'--'Lost indeed!' exclaimed Laura. 'But
what could be my aunt's intention. Surely she cannot still expect to
prevail with me. My dear friend, if you knew what I have suffered from
her importunities.--But she has only my advantage in view, though,
surely, she widely mistakes the means.'
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