The History and Remarkable Life of the Truly Honourable Colonel Jacque, Commonly Called Colonel JackDefoe, Daniel
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The History and Remarkable Life of the Truly Honourable Colonel Jacque, Commonly Called Colonel Jack
Defoe, Daniel
Adventure stories, English; England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Picaresque fiction
She carried on this air of levity to such an excess that I could not
but be dissatisfied at the expense of it; for she kept company that I
did not like, lived beyond what I could support, and sometimes lost at
play more than I cared to pay. Upon which, one day, I took occasion to
mention it, but lightly; and said to her, by way of raillery, that we
lived merrily, for as long as it would last. She turned short upon me,
“What do you mean?” says she. “Why, you don’t pretend to be uneasy, do
ye?” “No, no, madam, not I, by no means; it is no business of mine, you
know,” said I, “to inquire what my wife spends, or whether she spends
more than I can afford, or less. I only desire the favour to know, as
near as you can guess, how long you will please to take to despatch me,
for I would not be too long a-dying.”
“I do not know what you talk of,” says she. “You may die as leisurely,
or as hastily, as you please, when your time comes; I a’nt a-going to
kill you, as I know of.”
“But you are a-going to starve me, madam,” said I, “and hunger is as
leisurely a death as breaking upon the wheel.”
“I starve you! Why, are not you a great Virginia merchant, and did not
I bring you £1500? What would you have? Sure, you can maintain a wife
out of that, can’t you?”
“Yes, madam,” says I, “I could maintain a wife, but not a gamester,
though you had brought me £1500 a year; no estate is big enough for a
box and dice.”
She took fire at that, and flew out in a passion, and after a great
many bitter words, told me, in short, that she saw no occasion to alter
her conduct; and as for my not maintaining her, when I could not
maintain her longer she would find some way or other to maintain
herself.
Some time after the first rattle of this kind, she vouchsafed to let me
know that she was pleased to be with child. I was at first glad of it,
in hopes it would help to abate her madness; but it was all one, and
her being with child only added to the rest, for she made such
preparations for her lying-in, and the other appendixes of a child’s
being born, that, in short, I found she would be downright distracted.
And I took the liberty to tell her one day that she would soon bring
herself and me to destruction, and entreated her to consider that such
figures as those were quite above us, and out of our circle; and, in
short, that I neither could nor would allow such expenses; that, at
this rate, two or three children would effectually ruin me, and that I
desired her to consider what she was doing.
She told me, with an air of disdain, that it was none of her business
to consider anything of that matter; that if I could not allow it, she
would allow it herself, and I might do my worst.
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