The History of Miss Betsy ThoughtlessHaywood, Eliza Fowler
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The History of Miss Betsy Thoughtless
Haywood, Eliza Fowler
Abused wives -- Fiction; Bildungsromans; Didactic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
'The hurry,' said Mr. Trueworth, 'you seem to complain of, must needs be
a very agreeable one; and I heartily congratulate you upon it. A single
man, like you, makes but a very solitary figure in a great wild house:
these ladies will fill the vacuum, and give a double life to your
family.'--'Nay,' resumed Sir Bazil, 'I shall not have them long with me;
they hate London, and never come but once in two years, to buy cloaths
and see fashions: besides, one of them is married, and the other fond of
her sister, that I believe she would not quit her to be a duchess.
Indeed, it is not much to be wondered at; our mother dying when she was
very young, Harriot, for so she is called, was brought up under her
sister, who is eight years older than herself, and they never have been
asunder two days in their lives.'
Mr. Trueworth then expiated on the amiableness of such an harmony
between persons of the same blood: to which Sir Bazil replied, that it
was more than ordinarily fortunate for his sisters; 'For,' said he, 'the
elder of them being married just before my mother's death, my father
committed to her the care of the younger, as she was reckoned a woman of
greater prudence than might be expected from her years. My brother
Wellair, (for that is the name of the gentleman she married) though a
very good husband in the main, is a great sportsman, takes rather too
much delight in his hawks and hounds, and gives his wife but little of
his company in the day; so that, if it were not for Harriot, she would
pass her time uncomfortably enough. In short, the younger is improved by
the lessons of the elder, and the elder diverted by the sprightliness
and good-humour of the younger.'
Sir Bazil, who had an extreme regard for his sisters, could not forbear
entertaining Mr. Trueworth on this subject all the time he was there;
and, at parting, told him he would not ask him to stay dinner that day,
because he supposed they would be very busy in unpacking their things,
and setting themselves in order; but engaged him to come on the
following.
Mr. Trueworth thought no farther on what had passed, than to remember
his promise, which he accordingly fulfilled. Sir Bazil received him with
open arms, and conducted him into the dining-room, where the two ladies
were sitting. They were both very handsome: the elder was extremely
graceful; and, at first glance, appeared to be the most striking beauty
of the two; but, on a second, the younger had the advantage; she was not
altogether so tall as her sister, nor had a skin of that dazzling
whiteness; but her shape was exquisite--her complexion clear--her eyes
sparkling--all her features perfectly regular, and accompanied with a
sweetness which had in it somewhat irresistibly attractive.
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