Clergy -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction; Religious fiction
With this consolation she returned to her dressing-room and applied
herself to her usual occupations. Henrietta was no longer there; but as
the fashion of the house was for every one to find employment and
amusement for themselves during the morning, she did not think it
necessary to pursue her in order to prove her wish to be agreeable.
At luncheon the three young ladies met as usual in the dining-room:
Fanny appeared to have recovered her spirits and good-humour, and
Henrietta seemed to wish to be more conversable than usual. They then
strolled into the gardens, visited the hothouses, and finally placed
themselves in a shady and fragrant bower, where they discoursed of
poetry and music for an hour or two.
When these subjects seemed to be wellnigh exhausted, Miss Cartwright
rose and slowly walked towards the house without intimating to her
companions what it was her purpose to do next.
Rosalind and Fanny being thus left tête-à-tête, the former said, "What
do you think of our new acquaintance, Fanny?--How do you like Miss
Cartwright?"
"I do not think she seems at all an amiable girl," replied Fanny. "With
such advantages as she has, it is quite astonishing that her manners are
so little agreeable."
"She is not remarkably conversable, certainly," said Rosalind; "but I
suspect that she has very bad health. How dreadfully sallow she is!"
"I suspect that she has a worse infirmity than bad health," answered
Fanny;--"she has, I fear, an extremely bad temper."
"She has not a violent temper, at any rate," observed Rosalind; "for I
never remember to have seen any one who gave me a greater idea of being
subdued and spirit-broken."
"That is not at all the impression she makes upon me," said Fanny: "I
should call her rather sullen than gentle, and obstinate instead of
subdued. But this gossiping is sad idle work, Rosalind: as Miss
Henrietta has fortunately taken herself off, I may go on with what I was
doing before luncheon."
* * * * *
Late in the evening, Mr. Cartwright and his son Jacob paid the young
ladies a visit. The vicar's conversation was chiefly addressed to Miss
Torrington; and if she had never seen him before, she must have agreed
with Fanny in thinking him one of the most agreeable persons in the
world--for he spoke fluently and well upon every subject, and with a
person and voice calculated to please every eye and every ear. There
were probably, indeed, but few who could retain as steady a dislike to
him as our Rosalind did.
The young man got hold of a purse that Fanny was netting, and did his
best to entangle her silks; but his chief amusement was derived from
attempts to quiz and plague his sister, who treated him much as a large
and powerful dog does a little one,--enduring his gambols and annoying
tricks with imperturbable patience for a while, and then suddenly
putting forth a heavy paw and driving him off in an instant.
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