The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 1 of 5)Burney, Fanny
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The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 1 of 5)
Burney, Fanny
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Refugees -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Refugees -- Fiction; War stories
Starting up, but preventing Ellis from rising, by laying a hand upon
each of her shoulders, she gazed upon her eyes with a fixed stare, of
almost frantic impatience, and said, 'Speak! say Yes, or No, at once!
Give me no phrase--Let me see no hesitation!--Kill me, or restore me to
life!--Has Harleigh--' she gasped for breath--'ever made you any
declaration?'
'None!' steadily, forcibly, and instantly Ellis answered.
'Enough!' cried she, recovering some composure.
She then walked up and down the room, involuntarily smiling, and her
lips in a motion, that shewed that she was talking to herself. Then
stopping, and taking Ellis by the hand, and half laughing, 'You will
think me,' she cried, 'crazy; but I assure you I had never a more
exquisite enjoyment of my senses. I see every thing to urge, and nothing
to oppose my following the bent of my own humour; or, in other words,
throwing off the trammels of unmeaning custom, and acting, as well as
thinking, for myself.'
Again, then, walking up and down the chamber, she pursued her new train
of ideas, with a glee which manifested that she found them delightful.
'My dear Ellis,' she cried, presently, 'have you ever chanced to hear of
such a person as Dennis Harleigh?'
Ellis wished to avoid answering this question, on account of her
informant, Selina; but her embarrassment was answer sufficient. 'I see
yes!' cried Elinor, 'I see that you have heard of that old story. Don't
be frightened,' added she, laughing, 'I am not going to ask who blabbed
it. I had as lieve it were one impertinent fool as another. Only never
imagine me of the tribe of sentimental pedants, who think it a disgrace
to grow wiser; or who suppose that they must abide by their first
opinions, for fear the world should know that they think twice upon one
subject. For what is changing one's mind, but taking the _pro_ one time,
and the _con_ another?'
'But come,' continued she, 'this is no time for rattling. Two years I
have existed upon speculation; I must now try how I shall fare upon
practice. Is it not just, Ellis, that it should be you who should drag
me out of the slough of despond, since it was you who flung me into
it?--However, now for your commission. Do you feel as if you could
execute it with spirit?'
'With willingness, certainly, if I see any chance of success.'
'No ifs, Ellis. I hate the whole tribe of dubiosity. However, that you
may not make any blunder, I shall tell you my story myself; for all that
you have heard from others, you must set down to ignorance or prejudice.
Nobody knows my feelings, and nobody understands my reasons. So
everybody is at war against me in the dark.
'Now hearken!
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