England -- Fiction; Love stories; Scholars -- Fiction
And she had loved in her early days, and had been told and had
believed that she was loved. But evidence had come to her that her
lover was a scamp--a man without morals and without principle; and
she had torn herself away from him. And Miss Todd had offered to him
money compensation, which the brute had taken; and since that, for
his sake, or rather for her love's sake, she had rejected all further
matrimonial tenders, and was still Miss Todd: and Miss Todd she
intended to remain.
Being such as she was, the world of Littlebath was soon glad to get
about her. Those who give suppers at their card-parties are not long
in Littlebath in making up the complement of their guests. She had
been there now ten days, and had already once or twice mustered a
couple of whist-tables; but this affair was to be on a larger scale.
Miss Baker she had not yet seen, nor Miss Waddington. The ladies had
called on each other, but had missed fire on both occasions; but with
Sir Lionel she had already renewed her intimacy on very affectionate
terms. They had been together for perhaps three days at Jerusalem,
but then three days at Jerusalem are worth a twelvemonth in such a
dull, slow place as London. And Sir Lionel, therefore, and Miss Todd
had nearly rushed into each other's arms; and they both, without any
intentional falsehood, were talking of each other all over Littlebath
as old and confidential friends.
And now for Miss Todd's party. Assist me, my muse. Come down from
heaven, O, Calliope my queen! and aid me to spin with my pen a long
discourse. Hark! do you hear? or does some fond delusion mock me?
I seem to hear, and to be already wandering through those sacred
recesses--the drawing-rooms, namely, at Littlebath--which are
pervious only to the streams and breezes of good society.
Miss Todd stood at her drawing-room door as her guests were ushered
in, not by the greengrocer's assistant, but by the greengrocer
himself in person. And she made no quiet little curtsies, whispered
no unmeaning welcomes with bated breath. No; as they arrived
she seized each Littlebathian by the hand, and shook that hand
vigorously. She did so to every one that came, rejoiced loudly in the
coming of each, and bade them all revel in tea and cake with a voice
that demanded and received instant obedience.
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