The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 4 of 5)Burney, Fanny
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The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 4 of 5)
Burney, Fanny
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Refugees -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Refugees -- Fiction; War stories
Mrs Howel, surprised, paused an instant; but then harshly went on, 'This
cant, young woman, can only delude those who are ignorant of the world.
Whatever you may chuse to utter to me of that sort will be perfectly
null. What I have to say is simple; what you have to offer must, of
course, be complicate. But I have no time to throw away upon rants and
rodomontades, and I have no patience to waste upon impostors. Hear me
then without reply.'
'Not to reply, Madam, will cost me little,' indignantly cried Juliet:
'but to hear you,--pardon me, Madam,--force only can exact from me so
dreadful a compliance.'
She looked round, but not having courage to open a further door, nor
power to pass by Mrs Howel, walked to a window.
Not heeding her resistance, and disdaining her emotion, Mrs Howel
continued: 'My Lord Melbury is not, it is true, like his sister, under
my immediate care; but he is here only to join her ladyship, whom my
Lord Denmeath has entrusted to my protection. And, therefore, though he
is as noble in mind as in rank, since he is still, in years, but a boy,
I must, in honour, consider myself to be equally responsible to my Lord
Denmeath for the brother as for the sister. This being the case, I must
not leave him to the machinations of an adventurer. In two words,
therefore,--Declare yourself for what you are; or return with Mrs Ireton
to Brighthelmstone, and remain under her roof, since she deigns to
permit it, till I have restored my young friends, safe and uninjured, to
their uncle. Otherwise--'
Juliet, casting up her eyes, as if calling upon heaven for patience,
would have opened the window, to seek refuge in the air from sounds of
which the shock was insupportable: but Mrs Howel, offended into yet
deeper wrath, advanced with a mien of such rigid austerity, that she
lost her purpose in her consternation, and listened irresistibly to what
follows: 'Otherwise,--mark me, young woman! the still unexplained
mystery with which you have made your way into the kingdom, will
authorise an application which you will vainly try to elude, and with
which you will not dare to prevaricate. You will take your choice, and,
in five minutes, you will be summoned to make it known.'
With this menace she left the room.
In an agony of terrour, that again absorbed even resentment, Juliet
remained motionless, confounded, and incapable of deliberation, till the
groom of Mrs Ireton came to inform her that his lady was ready to set
out.
Juliet, scarcely herself knowing her own intentions, precipitately
ejaculated, 'The crisis is arrived!--I must cast myself upon Lady
Aurora!'
The servant said he did not understand her.
'Tell Lady Aurora--;' she cried, 'or Lord Melbury,--no, Lady Aurora,--'
she stopt, fearfully balancing upon which to fix.
The groom asked what he was to say.
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