Tales and Novels — Volume 07: Patronage [part 1]Edgeworth, Maria
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Tales and Novels — Volume 07: Patronage [part 1]
Edgeworth, Maria
England -- Social conditions -- 19th century -- Fiction
“Silly! Oh! dear, no: there you are wrong, Bell; for you know they are
all so wise, and so learned, so blue, such a deep blue, and all that
sort of thing, that, for my part, I shall never dare to open my lips
before them.”
“Fortunately,” said one of the young ladies, “you have not much to fear
from their learning at a ball; and as dancers I don’t apprehend you have
much to dread from any of them, even from _the beauty_.”
“Why, scarcely,” said Miss Georgiana; “I own I shall be curious to see
how they will _get on--‘comment ces savantes se tireront d’affaire_.’
I wonder they are not here. Keep your eye on the door, dear Lady
Frances--I would not miss their entrée for millions.”
In vain eyes and glasses were fixed in expectation of the arrival of
these devoted objects of ridicule--another, and another, and another
came, but not the Percys.
The band was now ready, and began to play--Count Altenberg entered
the room. Quick as grace can venture to move, Mrs. Falconer glided to
receive him. Miss Georgiana Falconer, at the same moment, composed her
features into their most becoming position, and gave herself a fine air
of the head. The Count bowed to her--she fanned herself, and her eye
involuntarily glanced, first at a brilliant star he wore, and then at
her mother, whilst, with no small degree of anxiety, she prepared to
play off, on this decisive evening, all her artillery, to complete her
conquest--to complete her victory, for she flattered herself that only
the finishing blow was wanting. In this belief her female companions
contributed to confirm her, though probably they were all the time
laughing at her vanity.
Mrs. Falconer requested Count Altenberg to open the ball with Lady
Frances Arlington. After having obeyed her orders, he next led out Miss
Georgiana Falconer, evidently to her satisfaction; the more so, as she
was conscious of being, at that moment, the envy of at least half the
company.
Count Altenberg, quite unconscious of being himself the object of any
attention, seemed to think only of showing his partner to advantage; if
he danced well, it appeared to be only because he habitually moved with
ease and dignity, and that whatever he did he looked like a gentleman.
His fair partner danced admirably, and now surpassed herself.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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