The Widow Barnaby. Vol. 1 (of 3)Trollope, Frances Milton
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The Widow Barnaby. Vol. 1 (of 3)
Trollope, Frances Milton
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Social classes -- England -- Fiction; Widows -- Fiction
Such being the facts, it might be imagined that a schedule like the
above would have appeared to such a possessor of such an income a
sufficient guarantee against any possible pecuniary embarrassment from
inviting one young girl to share it with her. But Miss Compton, as she
sat in her secluded bower, had for years been looking out upon the
fashionable world through the powerful though somewhat distorting
_lunette d'approche_ furnished by modern novels; and if she had acquired
no other information thereby, she at least had learned to estimate with
some tolerable degree of justness the difference between the expense of
living in the world, and out of it.
"If I do adopt her, and make her wholly mine," thought she, "it shall
not be for the purpose of forming her into a rich country-town miss....
She shall be introduced into the world, ... she shall improve whatever
talents Nature may have given her by lessons from the best masters; ...
her dress shall be that of a well-born woman of good fortune, and she
shall be waited upon as a gentlewoman ought to be. Can I do all this,
and keep her a carriage besides, for fourteen hundred a-year?... No!..."
was uttered aloud by the deeply meditative old lady. "What then was she
to decide upon? Should she wait for two more years before she declared
her intentions, and by aid of the farther sum thus saved enable herself
to reach the point she aimed at?" Something that she took for prudence
very nearly answered "YES," but was checked by a burst of contrary
feeling that again found vent in words,--"And while I am saving hundreds
of pounds, may she not be acquiring thousands of vulgar habits that may
again quench all my hopes?... No; it shall be done at once." So at
length she laid her head on her pillow resolved to take her heiress
immediately under her own protection ... (provided always that the
examination which was to take place on the morrow should not prove that
the Wisett style of beauty was unbearably predominant,) and that having
arranged with her honest tenant some fair equivalent for her profitable
apiary, her lodgings, and her present allowances, she should take her at
once to London, devote one year to the completion of her education, and
leave it to fate and fortune to decide what manner of life they should
afterwards pursue.
For a little rustic old woman who had never in her life travelled beyond
the county town of her native shire, this plan was by no means ill
concocted, and must, I think, display very satisfactorily to all
unprejudiced eyes the great advantages to be derived from a long and
diligent course of novel-reading, as, without it, Miss Compton would,
most assuredly, never have discovered that fourteen hundred a-year was
insufficient to supply the expenses of herself and her young niece.
But, alas!... All this wisdom was destined to be blighted in the bud.
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