The Manoeuvring Mother (vol. 2 of 3)Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
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The Manoeuvring Mother (vol. 2 of 3)
Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
English fiction -- 19th century
"D---- me, if I stand this!" cried Sir Foster, provoked beyond
endurance, and, seizing a heavy volume from the table, he hurled it at
Clara's head: it missed its aim, and fell at Christobelle's feet. Clara
again laughed contemptuously. Christobelle rose in alarm, but her fears
were not for herself; she threw her arms round Sir Foster, in terror,
and implored him to overlook her sister's conduct. She found fluency
of speech, as she besought him to bear with her temper, and take no
notice of her remarks. She implored him to think of her dear father,
and to promise he would never strike Clara, let her conduct be ever so
provoking. "Oh, leave the room, Sir Foster, when Clara becomes angry,
but do not throw such dreadful things at her!--do not commit murder in
your passion!"
Sir Foster winked his eye during this address, and smiled, but
Christobelle could perceive all decorum was banished between them, for
he replied with coarseness, "I'll serve her out, if she jaws in that
style."
It was impossible to interfere with Sir Foster and his lady, when each
party forgot prudence and propriety alike. It was but too evident
that Clara disdained to conciliate, and that she rendered her husband
furious by unfeminine and violent opposition. From the coarse mind
of Sir Foster also, that mind which Sir John had deprecated--which
his lady had palliated--which every one connected with Ripley
deplored--from such a mind, under the influence of provocation, nothing
but abusive language could proceed, or violent conduct be elicited.
It was therefore incumbent upon Clara to obey the wishes of a man
with whom her life must pass away in wrangling, should she oppose his
measures. But Clara had never curbed the strength of her passions:
her mother's influence had never been exerted to reach and amend that
peccant part, and, as the wife of Sir Foster, those passions increased
to the threatened destruction of her happiness and respectability. It
was impossible the present state of things could exist. Sir Foster or
Clara must yield in time, and who was to watch the conflict?
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