The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 5 of 5)Burney, Fanny
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The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 5 of 5)
Burney, Fanny
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Refugees -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Refugees -- Fiction; War stories
'Don't be cast down, however, my girl,' continued the Admiral; 'for when
things are come to the worst, as I have taken frequent note, they often
veer about, nobody knows how, and turn out for the best. I should as
lieve you had not tied such an ugly knot, I won't say to the contrary;
howbeit, as the thing is done, we may as well make the best of it. The
man may be a tolerable good Christian, mayhap, for a Papist. And indeed,
to tell you the truth, though it is a thing I am not over fond of
speaking about, I have seen some Frenchmen I could have liked mightily
myself, if I had not known where they came from. I had some prisoners
once aboard, that were as likely men, and as much of gentlemen, and as
agreeable behaved, and had as good sense, too, of their own, as if they
had been Englishmen. Perhaps your husband may be one of them? If so, let
him come over here, and he shall want for nothing. I am always proud to
shew old England; so invite him, my dear, to come.'
'Alas!--alas!--'cried Juliet, weeping.
'What! he is but a sorry dog, then? Well, I can't pretend to be
surprized at that. However, I'll tie up your fortune, and won't let him
touch a penny of it, but upon condition that you come over for it
yourself once a year. And now I have you safe and sure, I shall carry my
codicil to Lord Denmeath,--a fellow of steel, they say!--and get you
your thirty thousand pounds; for that, I am told, is the portion of the
lady of quality's daughter. But all I shall give you myself shall only
be bit by bit, till I know how that sorry fellow uses you. It's a main
pity you threw yourself away in such a hurry! But I suppose he's a fine
likely young dog?
'Hideous! hideous!' off all guard, exclaimed the shuddering Juliet.
'Why, then, most like, you only married him for the sake of a little
palaver? Poor girl! However, it's done, and a husband's a husband; so
I'll ask no more questions.'
Kissing her then very kindly, he said he would go and suck in a little
fresh breeze upon the beech, to calm his spirits; for he felt as if he
had been steering his vessel in a hurricane.
He asked her to accompany him; but she desired a little stillness and
rest. He shook hands with her, and, with a look of concern, said, 'My
sister did but a foolish thing, after all, in marrying that young lord,
however the world may judge it to have been an ambitious one. You would
never have been smuggled out of your native land, in that fashion, if
she had taken up with a man in her own rank of life: some honest tar,
for example! for, to my seeming, there is not an honester person in the
whole world, nor a person of more honour, than a British tar! And
yet,--see the difference of those topsy-turvy marriages!--a worthy tar
would have been proud of my sister for his wife; while your lord was
only ashamed of her! for that's the bottom of the story, put what dust
you will in your eyes for the top!'
CHAPTER XCI
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