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
Mrs Maple, meanwhile, suffered the utmost perplexity: far from
foreseeing an admiration which thus bore down all before it, she had
conceived that, the piece once finished, the actress would vanish, and
be thought of no more: nor was she without hope, in her utter disdain of
the stranger, that the part thus given merely by necessity, would be so
ill represented, as to disgust her niece from any such frolics in
future. But when, on the contrary, she found that there was but one
voice in favour of this unknown performer; when not all her own pride,
nor all her prejudice, could make her blind to that performer's truly
elevated carriage and appearance; when every auditor flocked to her,
with 'Who is this charming Miss Ellis?'--'Present us to this
incomparable Miss Ellis;' she felt covered with shame and regret; though
compelled, for her own credit, to continue repeating, that she was a
young lady of family who had passed over with her from the Continent.
Provoked, however, she now followed the crowd, meaning to give a hint to
the Incognita to retire; but she had the mortification of hearing her
gallant new enthusiast pressing for her hand, in a cotillon, which they
were preparing to dance; and though the stranger gently, yet steadily,
was declining his proposition, Mrs Maple was so much frightened and
irritated that such a choice should be in her power, that she called out
impatiently, 'My Lord, we must have some refreshments before the dance.
Do pray, Lady Aurora Granville, beg Lord Melbury to come this way, and
take something.'
The young lord and lady, with civil but cold thanks, that spoke their
dislike of this interference, both desired to be excused; but great was
their concern, and universal, throughout the apartment, was the
consternation, upon observing Miss Ellis change colour, and sink upon a
chair, almost fainting. Harleigh, who had strongly marked the grace and
dignity with which she had received so much praise, now cast a glance of
the keenest indignation at Mrs Maple, attributing to her rude
interruption of the little civilities so evidently softening to the
stranger, this sudden indisposition; but Mrs Maple either saw it not, or
did not understand it, and seized, with speed, the opportunity of
saying, that Miss Ellis was exhausted by so much acting, and of desiring
that some of the maids might help her to her chamber.
Elinor stood suspended, looking not at her, but at Harleigh. Every one
else came forward with inquiry, fans, or sweet-scented vials; but Ellis,
a little reviving, accepted the salts of Lady Aurora Granville, and,
leaning against her waist, which her arm involuntarily encircled,
breathed hard and shed a torrent of tears.
'Why don't the maids come?' cried Mrs Maple. 'Selina, my dear, do call
them. Lady Aurora, I am quite ashamed.--Miss Ellis, what are you
thinking of, to lean so against Her Ladyship? Pray, Mr Ireton, call the
maids for me.'
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