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
Thus did her pride a while support her spirits: but when she reflected
on the affair of Mr. Trueworth, and the reasons she had given him for
speaking and thinking of her in that cool manner she found he now did,
she began to be somewhat less tenacious; and acknowledged within
herself, that her brother Frank, exclusive of his friendship for that
gentleman, had sufficient cause to blame her conduct in that point; and
the heat of passion which had been raised by some expressions he had
uttered being over, she ceased to take unkindly what she was now
sensible had only been occasioned by his zeal for her welfare.
She now saw in their true light all the mistakes she had been guilty of;
all her dangers, all her escapes; and blushed to remember, how she had
been plunged into the one, merely by her own inadvertency; and been
blessed with the other, only by the interposition of some accident,
altogether unforeseen, and even unhoped for, by her.
She had also a more just and lively idea of the merits of Mr. Trueworth
than ever she had been capable of entertaining while he professed
himself her lover: the amiableness of his person--his fine
understanding--his generosity--his bravery--his wit--and the delicacy
and elegance of his conversation--seemed to her impossible to be
equalled; she considered, too, that his estate was much beyond what her
fortune could expect, and that even his family was superior to hers; and
could not help being very sensibly affected that she had so rashly
thrown away her pretensions to the heart of so valuable a man.
'It is true,' said she, 'that if I had an inclination to marry, I have
other offers: Mr. Munden, by his way of living, must have a good estate,
perhaps not inferior to that of Mr. Trueworth; the man has good sense,
and wants neither personal nor acquired endowments; and I have tried
both his love and his constancy; besides, he lives always in town, has a
taste for the pleasures of it--a woman could not be very unhappy in
being his wife. Then there is Sir Frederick Fineer--he is a fool,
indeed; but he is a man of quality: and I know several ladies, who are
the envy of their own sex, and the toast of the other, and yet have
fools for their husbands.'
In this manner did she continue reasoning within herself, till her head
began to ache, and she was luckily relieved from it by the
last-mentioned subject of her meditations.
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