The Governess; Or, The Little Female AcademyFielding, Sarah
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The Governess; Or, The Little Female Academy
Fielding, Sarah
Didactic fiction; Girls' schools -- Fiction; Governesses -- Fiction; School children -- Fiction; Schools -- Fiction
She hastened the next morning to meet Rozella, and told her all that had
passed in her own mind the preceding night; declaring that she would not
pass such another for the whole world; but yet would not dispense with
her promise to her, without her consent; and therefore came to ask her
leave to acquaint her good mother with all that had passed: ‘For (said
she) my dear Rozella, we must, if we would be happy, do always what is
right, and trust for the consequences.’ Here Rozella drew her features
into the most contemptuous sneer imaginable, and said, ‘Pray what are
all these mighty pains you have suffered? Are they not owing only to
your want of sense enough to know, that you can do your mother no harm,
by concealing from her this, or anything else that will vex her? and,
my dear girl (continued she) when you have once entered into this way of
thinking, and have put this blind duty out of your head, you will spend
no more such restless nights, which you must see was entirely owing to
your own imaginations.’
This startled the princess to such a degree, that she was breaking from
her, but, putting on a more tender air, Rozella cried, ‘And can
you then, my dear Hebe, determine to give me up for such a trifling
consideration?’ Then raising her voice again, in a haughty manner, she
said, ‘I ought to despise and laugh at you for your folly, or at best
pity your ignorance, rather than offer a sincere friendship to one so
undeserving.’
The princess, having once swerved from her duty, was now in the power of
every passion that should attack her.
Pride and indignation, at the thought of being despised, bore more sway
with her, than either her duty or affection to her fond mother; and she
was now determined, she said, to think for herself, and make use of her
own understanding, which she was convinced would always teach her what
was right. Upon this Rozella took her by the hand, and, with tears
of joy, said, ‘Now, my dearest girl, you are really wise, and cannot
therefore (according to your own rule) fail of being happy. But to show
that you are in earnest in this resolution, you shall this morning go
home with me to my father’s cot; it is not so far off, but you will be
back by the time your mother expects you; and as that will be obeying
the chief command, it is but concealing from her the thing that would
vex her, and there will be no harm done.’ Here a ray of truth broke in
upon our young princess; but as a false shame, and fear of being laughed
at, had now got possession of her, she, with a soft sigh, consented to
the proposal.
Rozella led the way. But just as they were turning round the walk, which
leads out of the wood, a large serpent darted from one side out of a
thicket, directly between them, and turning its hissing mouth towards
the princess, as seeming to make after her, she fled hastily back, and
ran with all her speed towards the grove, and panting for breath, flew
into the arms of her ever kind protectress.
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