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
Considering the complete dependence of Agnes, and the great aptitude of
such a disposition as that of Mrs. Barnaby to keep this ever in her
mind, she certainly felt a greater degree of embarrassment at the idea
of communicating this resolution to her than might have been expected.
Her friends might fairly have drawn an inference considerably in her
favour from this, ... namely, that she was ashamed of it. But however
respectable its cause, the feeling was not strong enough to offer any
effectual impediment to her purpose, and she came forth from the
council-chamber where this great measure had been decided on, wishing,
for the moment at least, that Agnes was at the bottom of the sea, but
firm in her determination to announce to her the important resolution
she had taken, without a moment's further delay.
"I don't know how it is, my dear Agnes," said she, after seating
herself, and looking steadfastly at her niece for a minute or two; "but
though I don't dislike to see you in deep mourning, the sight of it on
myself makes me perfectly wretched.... Why should I go on making my poor
heart ache, for no reason upon earth that I know of, but because, when
people happen to be where they are known by everybody, it is customary
to wear a certain dress for a certain number of days and weeks; but,
thank Heaven! Agnes, there is not a single soul in all Exeter that knows
me, and I really think there is something very like a rebellion against
Providence in refusing to take advantage of this lucky circumstance,
which doubtless the mercy of Heaven has arranged on purpose, so as to
enable me to spare myself without impropriety. It is easy enough, Agnes,
for ordinary-minded women, to wear, for a whole year together, a dress
that must remind them every instant of the most dreadful loss a woman
can sustain!--it is easy enough for others, but it will not do for
me!... And in justice to myself, and indeed to you too, Agnes, I am
determined to make the effort at once, and discard a garb that breaks my
poor heart every time I cast my eyes on any part of it. You must, of
course, perceive that it is not for myself alone, my dear child, that I
make this effort to restore the health and spirits with which nature has
hitherto so bountifully blessed me; ... it is indeed chiefly for you,
Agnes!... it is for your sake, my dear, that I am determined, as far as
in me lies, to stop the sorrow that is eating into my very vitals....
But never be unjust to me, Agnes!... Whenever you see me shaking off the
gloom of my widowed condition, remember it is solely owing to my love
for you.... Remember this with gratitude, Agnes, and, for the sake of
truth, let others know it too, whenever you have an opportunity of
alluding to it."
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