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
Thus safely and tranquilly situated, Juliet, without meeting any
difficulty, proposed to sojourn with them for some days. She gave, also,
a commission, to the younger mistress of the house, to purchase her some
ready-made linen at Romsey; and she was soon more consistently equipped,
in new, but homely apparel.
This interval was most seasonably passed, in recruiting her strength,
and calming her spirits. She took pleasant walks, accompanied by the
tallest boy and girl; she worked for the grandmother; taught a part of
the catechism to some of the children; played with them all, and made
herself at once so useful and so agreeable in the rustic dwelling, that
she won the heart and good will of all its inhabitants.
Yet, three times only the sun had set thus serenely, when her host,
returning half an hour later in the evening than usual, appeared so
altered and ill humoured, that Juliet thought it advisable to leave him
with his family; but the slightness of the small building made as
inevitable as it was alarming, her learning that she was herself the
subject of his discontent.
He told his mother that she must be more cautious how she harboured
travellers, or she might come to trouble; for there was a young
female-swindler, in or about Salisbury, who was advertised in the
news-papers; and who, upon being found out in her tricks, had made off
with Dame Goss's, without so much as paying for her lodging. She had
been traced as far as Romsey, by means of a postilion; but there, too,
she had left her lodgings by stealth, in the very middle of the night.
All the coachmen and postilions and innkeepers were looking out for her;
a handsome reward being offered, for sending tidings where she might be
met with, to an attorney in London. 'And now, mother,' he continued,
'suppose, by hap, this young gentlewoman be she? why you'll be fit to
hong yourself, mother! for as to her being so koind to the children,
that be no sign; for the bad ones be oftentimes the koindest.'
He then enquired whether she had arrived in a white muslin gown, and a
white chip-hat.
Her gown might be white muslin, the mother answered, for aught she could
say to the contrary, for it was covered almost all round by a blue
striped apron; but as to her hat, it was nothing but a straw-bonnet as
coarse and ordinary as he might wish to set eyes on.
O then, he said, it was clear it could not be she, she was not a person
to wear a blue apron; she had been seen, the very night she made off,
dressed quite genteel.
What now was the consternation of Juliet, to find herself thus pursued
as a run-away, and stigmatized as a swindler and an imposter!
Astonishing destiny! she cried; for what am I reserved? O when may I
cast off this veil of humiliating concealment? when meet unappalled the
fair eye of open day? when appear,--when alas!--even know what I am!
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