Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Self-control -- Fiction; Women -- Fiction
Laura's courage failed her when, throwing open the door of a large room,
Mrs de Courcy's servant announced Captain and Miss Montreville. But she
revived when she perceived that the company consisted only of the
mistress of the house, her son and daughter. Mrs de Courcy's appearance
seemed to Laura very prepossessing. She still wore the dress of a widow;
and her countenance bore the traces of what is called a green old age;
for though the hair that shaded her commanding forehead was silver
white, her dark eyes retained their brightness; and though her
complexion was pale, it glowed at times with the roses of youth. The
expression of her face, which was serious even to solemnity, brightened
with a smile of inexpressible benevolence, as she received her guests;
and, even in the difficulty with which she appeared to move, Laura found
somewhat interesting. Her air and manners, without a tincture of
fashion, spoke the gentlewoman. Her dress, her person, her demeanour,
every thing about her seemed consistently respectable. The dinner was
plain, but excellent. The few indispensable pieces of plate were antique
and massive; and the only attendant who appeared, seemed to have grown
gray in the service of the family. Laura had pleasure in observing, that
the reverence with which this old man addressed his lady, softened into
affectionate solicitude to please when he attended De Courcy, who, in
his turn, seemed to treat him with the most considerate gentleness.
Mrs De Courcy behaved to Laura with distinguished politeness; addressed
her often; endeavoured to draw forth her latent powers; and soon made
her sensible that the impression she had given, was no less favourable
than that which she had received. Montague's conversation had its
accustomed effect on Montreville, and the lively Harriet gave spirit to
the whole. The evening passed most agreeably; and Laura was sorry when
the hour of separation arrived. Mrs De Courcy courteously thanked her
for her visit, and begged her to repeat it; but Harriet sportively
objected: 'No, no,' said she, 'if you come back, you will not leave a
heart among all the household--even old John's seems in danger.'
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