The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 1 of 5) — John Shaqi
The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 1 of 5)Burney, Fanny
History
The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 1 of 5)
Burney, Fanny
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Refugees -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Refugees -- Fiction; War stories
He then enquired what it was she intended to do; adding, 'I don't mean
as to your secrets, because they are what I have no right to meddle
with; though I disapprove your having any, they being of little service,
except to keep foul deeds from the light; for what is fair loves to be
above board. Besides, as every thing is sure to come out, sooner or
later, it only breeds suspicion and trouble for nothing, to
procrastinate telling to-day with your own free will, what you may be
certain will be known to-morrow, or next day, with or without it. Don't
be discomposed, however, for I don't say this by way of a sift, nor yet
for a reproach; I merely drop it as a piece of advice.'
'And I should be happy, Sir, to endeavour to deserve it, by frankly
explaining my situation, but that the least mistake, the smallest
imprudence, might betray me to insupportable wretchedness.'
'Why then, if that's the case, you are very right to hold your tongue.
If the law never makes a person condemn himself, much less ought a
little civility. There are dangers enough in the world without running
risks out of mere compliment.'
Then putting his guinea before her, upon the table, he charged her to
keep it unbroken till she set out, assuring her that he should himself
order whatever she could require for her dinner, supper, and lodging,
and settle for the whole with the landlord; as well as with the
book-keeper for her journey to London.
The stranger seemed almost overpowered with gratitude; but interrupting
what she attempted to say, 'No thankings,' he cried, 'young woman! it's
a bad sign when a good turn surprises a person. I have not escaped from
such hard fare with my body, to leave my soul behind me; though, God
knows, I may forget it all fast enough. There's no great fear of mortal
man's being too good.'
Then, wishing her farewell, he was quitting the room, but, thoughtfully
turning back, 'Before we part,' he said, 'it will be but Christian-like
to give you a hint for your serious profit. In whatever guise you may
have demeaned yourself, up to this present date, which is a solution I
don't mean to meddle with, I hope you'll always conduct yourself in a
becoming manner, for the rest of your days, in remembrance of your great
good fortune, in landing safely upon this happy shore.'
He was going, but the Incognita stopt him, and again the dark hue of
her skin, was inadequate to disguise the deep blushes that were burning
upon her cheeks, as she replied, 'I see, Sir, through all your
benevolence, that you believe me to be one of those unhappy persons,
whose misfortunes have been the effect of their crimes: I have no way to
prove my innocence; and assertion may but make it seem more doubtful;
yet--'
'You are right! you are right!' interrupted he; 'I am no abettor of
assertions. They are but a sort of cheap coinage, to make right and
wrong pass current together.'
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