Aristocracy (Social class) -- England -- Fiction; England -- Social conditions -- 19th century -- Fiction; Rich people -- Fiction
From his point of view it was hard on him, unjust, a very abomination
of Providence. There were four hundred young women in London, four
thousand in Great Britain, who would have asked nothing better than
to be beautifully dressed, to have abundance of pocket-money, to ride
thoroughbred hacks in the Park, to pay court to great people, and
to make themselves agreeable and popular in society. There was not,
indeed, one young woman in ten millions who would have quarrelled with
such a fate; and that extraordinary and solitary exception was his
daughter. It was not wonderful, it was scarcely even blamable, that
William Massarene was beside himself with chagrin and rage.
A thousand other men had daughters who asked nothing better than to
be allowed to spend money, and be made love to by princes, and wear
smart frocks, and push themselves into smart society; and he had this
_rara avis_, this abnormal, unnatural, incredible phenomenon to whom
all these things, which were the very salt of life to other women, were
only as dust and ashes!
What punishment could he give her? What other threats could he make
her? It was useless to threaten with being turned out of doors a
person who asked nothing better than to be set free to work for her
livelihood. If he had hinted at such a punishment, she would have taken
him at his word, would have put on her simplest gown, and would have
gone to the nearest railway-station.
He thundered at her; he hurled at her blasphemous words, which had used
to make the blood of miners and navvies turn cold when the “bull-dozing
boss” used such to them; he swore by all heavenly and infernal powers
that he would drag her on her knees to the offended gentleman. But
he made no impression whatever on her. She ceased to reply. But she
gave no sign of any emotion, either timorous or repentant; she was
altogether unmoved. Say what he would he could not intimidate her,
and the force of his fury spent itself in time, beaten by passive
resistance.
The upshot of the stormy scene was, that he exiled her from his world
by allowing her to accept an invitation to pass a year in India with
some school friends, who were daughters of a nobleman who had recently
accepted the governorship of one of the presidencies in India.
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