The Manoeuvring Mother (vol. 1 of 3)Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
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The Manoeuvring Mother (vol. 1 of 3)
Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
English fiction -- 19th century
"I dare say not, my love; but when you become a mother, these things
will explain themselves. Give me a little credit for foresight, I
beseech you, in the establishments I procured your sisters. Be patient,
and appear calm, Clara, till I have decided yours."
Clara became impatient and offended, which caused her mother infinite
vexation and alarm. She dreaded lest Clara's irritable spirit should
transpire even to Lucy Kerrison: she dreaded lest her own web should
become unravelled by the very hand she wished to bestow upon Sir
Foster. It was necessary to deal very gently and delicately with a
disposition like Clara's. She did not possess the gentleness of manner
which was so eminent in Anna Maria, or the sprightly sweetness of Lady
Ennismore. Her beauty was superior to both sisters, which prepossessed
many in her favour; but her wayward and powerful temper was known only
in her own home. It was her mother's aim to shield it if possible from
observation. Thompson, who had ever played a conspicuous part in the
family, was at this time installed into a kind of confidential friend;
and to her Lady Wetheral bitterly complained of the fatigue and terror
attendant upon her own watchfulness.
"I declare, Thompson, Miss Clara gives me infinitely more trouble than
my three eldest daughters combined. I am always fearful of some display
of temper occurring in an unfortunate hour to betray her to gentlemen."
"Yes, my lady, that would be sad indeed. I'm sure I am always boasting
of Miss Clara's sweet temper, as far as I am concerned."
"I wish her to be silent and calm in appearance, yet I am ever upon the
watch to soften Miss Clara's remarks, and explain away offensive looks.
I don't think, Thompson, Miss Clara will marry soon."
"Oh, my lady, I have heard many remarks about Sir Foster Kerrison's
attentions at my young ladies' wedding!"
"What remarks, Thompson? what do foolish people say now?" asked her
lady, affecting nonchalance.
"People say Sir Foster is not a very talkative gentleman, my lady, but
then he stood always close to Miss Clara; I heard too he called this
morning; so people put two and two together, as they very well may."
"If people calculate so erroneously, they must expect to be wrong in
the sum total," replied her ladyship, smiling and internally pleased at
remarks having been uttered; "but we shall see, Thompson."
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