“After the last war, my father was reduced to half-pay; with which we
retired to a village in the country, which the acquaintance of some
genteel families who resided in it, and the cheapness of living,
particularly recommended. My father rented a small house, with a piece
of ground sufficient to keep a horse for him, and a cow for the benefit
of his family. An old man servant managed his ground; while a maid, who
had formerly been my mother’s, and had since been mine, undertook the
care of our little dairy: they were assisted in each of their provinces
by my father and me: and we passed our time in a state of tranquillity,
which he had always talked of with delight, and my train of reading had
taught me to admire.
“Though I had never seen the polite circles of the metropolis, the
company my father had introduced me into had given me a degree of good
breeding, which soon discovered a superiority over the young ladies of
our village. I was quoted as an example of politeness, and my company
courted by most of the considerable families in the neighbourhood.
“Amongst the houses where I was frequently invited was Sir George
Winbrooke’s. He had two daughters nearly of my age, with whom, though
they had been bred up in those maxims of vulgar doctrine which my
superior understanding could not but despise, yet as their good nature
led them to an imitation of my manners in everything else, I cultivated a
particular friendship.
“Some months after our first acquaintance, Sir George’s eldest son came
home from his travels. His figure, his address, and conversation, were
not unlike those warm ideas of an accomplished man which my favourite
novels had taught me to form; and his sentiments on the article of
religion were as liberal as my own: when any of these happened to be the
topic of our discourse, I, who before had been silent, from a fear of
being single in opposition, now kindled at the fire he raised, and
defended our mutual opinions with all the eloquence I was mistress of.
He would be respectfully attentive all the while; and when I had ended,
would raise his eyes from the ground, look at me with a gaze of
admiration, and express his applause in the highest strain of encomium.
This was an incense the more pleasing, as I seldom or never had met with
it before; for the young gentlemen who visited Sir George were for the
most part of that athletic order, the pleasure of whose lives is derived
from fox-hunting: these are seldom solicitous to please the women at all;
or if they were, would never think of applying their flattery to the
mind.
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