London (England) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
By the time he had enjoyed for three months the acquaintance of the
brother and sister in Audley Court the whole complexion of his life
seemed changed; it was pervaded by an interest, an excitement, which
overshadowed, though it by no means supplanted, the brilliant figure of
Miss Henning. It was pitched in a higher key, altogether, and appeared
to command a view of horizons equally fresh and vast. Millicent,
therefore, shared her dominion, without knowing exactly what it was
that drew her old play-fellow off, and without indeed demanding of him
an account which, on her own side, she was not prepared to give.
Hyacinth was, in the language of the circle in which she moved, her
fancy, and she was content to occupy, as regards himself, the same
graceful and somewhat irresponsible position. She had an idea that she
was a most beneficent friend: fond of him and careful of him as an
elder sister might be; warning him as no one else could do against the
dangers of the town; putting that stiff common sense, of which she was
convinced that she possessed an extraordinary supply, at the service of
his incurable verdancy; and looking after him, generally, as no one,
poor child, had ever done. Millicent made light of the little
dressmaker, in this view of Hyacinth’s past (she thought Pinnie no
better than a starved cat), and enjoyed herself immensely in the
character of guide and philosopher, while she pushed the young man with
a robust elbow or said to him, “Well, you _are_ a sharp one, you are!”
Her theory of herself, as we know, was that she was the sweetest girl
in the world, as well as the cleverest and handsomest, and there could
be no better proof of her kindness of heart than her disinterested
affection for a snippet of a bookbinder. Her sociability was certainly
great, and so were her vanity, her grossness, her presumption, her
appetite for beer, for buns, for entertainment of every kind. She
represented, for Hyacinth, during this period, the eternal feminine,
and his taste, considering that he was fastidious, will be wondered at;
it will be judged that she did not represent it very favourably.
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