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
Perceiving she was in very great agonies, he threw his arms about her
waist, and gave her a very affectionate salute; which, though no more
than a brother might have offered to a sister, a little mitigated the
force of her grief. 'I see I am undone!' cried she. 'I have lost your
heart, and am the most wretched creature upon earth!'--'Do not say so,'
replied he. 'I never can be ungrateful for the favours you have bestowed
upon me; but discretion ought to be observed in an amour, such as ours.
I have really some affairs upon my hands, which for a time will very
much engross me. Make yourself easy, then; resume that gaiety which
renders you so agreeable to the world; and, depend upon it, that to make
me happy, you must be so yourself.'--'When, then, shall I see you?'
cried she, still weeping, and hanging on his breast. 'As soon as
convenience permits I will send to you,' said he; 'but there is a
necessity for my leaving you at present.'
He then called to the coachman to drive back to the house where he had
taken him up. It is not to be doubted but she made use of all the
rhetorick of desperate dying love, and every other art she was mistress
of, to engage him to prefix some time for their meeting; but he would
not suffer himself to be prevailed upon so far: and he left her with no
other consolation than a second embrace, little warmer than the former
had been, and a repetition of the promise he had made of writing to her
in a short time.
CHAPTER VII
_May be called an appendix to the former, as it contains only some
passages subsequent to the preceding occurrences._
What pain soever the good-nature and generosity of Mr. Trueworth had
made him suffer, at the sight of the unfortunate Miss Flora's distress,
it was dissipated by recalling to his mind the pleasing idea Sir Bazil
had inspired in him, of succeeding in his wishes with the amiable Miss
Harriot.
What sleep he had that night, doubtless, presented him with nothing but
the delightful images of approaching joys; and, possibly, might give him
some intimation of what was in those moments doing for him by those who
were waking for his interest.
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