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made him a very low curtsey; and went back to her
place; and began to sing away again more merrily than
ever。
〃What's that?〃 said Miss Crawley; interrupted in her
after…dinner doze by the stoppage of the music。
〃It's a false note;〃 Miss Sharp said with a laugh; and
Rawdon Crawley fumed with rage and mortification。
Seeing the evident partiality of Miss Crawley for the
new governess; how good it was of Mrs。 Bute Crawley not
to be jealous; and to welcome the young lady to the
Rectory; and not only her; but Rawdon Crawley; her
husband's rival in the Old Maid's five per cents! They
became very fond of each other's society; Mrs。 Crawley
and her nephew。 He gave up hunting; he declined
entertainments at Fuddleston: he would not dine with the
mess of the depot at Mudbury: his great pleasure was to stroll
over to Crawley parsonagewhither Miss Crawley came
too; and as their mamma was ill; why not the children
with Miss Sharp? So the children (little dears!) came with
Miss Sharp; and of an evening some of the party would
walk back together。 Not Miss Crawleyshe preferred her
carriagebut the walk over the Rectory fields; and in at
the little park wicket; and through the dark plantation;
and up the checkered avenue to Queen's Crawley; was
charming in the moonlight to two such lovers of the
picturesque as the Captain and Miss Rebecca。
〃O those stars; those stars!〃 Miss Rebecca would say;
turning her twinkling green eyes up towards them。 〃I
feel myself almost a spirit when I gaze upon them。〃
〃OahGadyes; so do I exactly; Miss Sharp;〃 the
other enthusiast replied。 〃You don't mind my cigar; do
you; Miss Sharp?〃 Miss Sharp loved the smell of a cigar
out of doors beyond everything in the worldand she just
tasted one too; in the prettiest way possible; and gave a
little puff; and a little scream; and a little giggle; and
restored the delicacy to the Captain; who twirled his
moustache; and straightway puffed it into a blaze that
glowed quite red in the dark plantation; and swore〃Jove
awGadawit's the finest segaw I ever smoked in
the world aw;〃 for his intellect and conversation were
alike brilliant and becoming to a heavy young dragoon。
Old Sir Pitt; who was taking his pipe and beer; and
talking to John Horrocks about a 〃ship〃 that was to be killed;
espied the pair so occupied from his study…window; and
with dreadful oaths swore that if it wasn't for Miss
Crawley; he'd take Rawdon and bundle un out of doors; like a
rogue as he was。
〃He be a bad'n; sure enough;〃 Mr。 Horrocks remarked;
〃and his man Flethers is wuss; and have made such a row
in the housekeeper's room about the dinners and hale; as
no lord would makebut I think Miss Sharp's a match
for'n; Sir Pitt;〃 he added; after a pause。
And so; in truth; she wasfor father and son too。
CHAPTER XII
Quite a Sentimental Chapter
We must now take leave of Arcadia; and those amiable
people practising the rural virtues there; and travel back
to London; to inquire what has become of Miss Amelia
〃We don't care a fig for her;〃 writes some unknown
correspondent with a pretty little handwriting and a pink seal
to her note。 〃She is fade and insipid;〃 and adds some more
kind remarks in this strain; which I should never have
repeated at all; but that they are in truth prodigiously
complimentary to the young lady whom they concern。
Has the beloved reader; in his experience of society;
never heard similar remarks by good…natured female
friends; who always wonder what you CAN see in Miss
Smith that is so fascinating; or what COULD induce Major
Jones to propose for that silly insignificant simpering Miss
Thompson; who has nothing but her wax…doll face to
recommend her? What is there in a pair of pink cheeks
and blue eyes forsooth? these dear Moralists ask; and hint
wisely that the gifts of genius; the accomplishments of the
mind; the mastery of Mangnall's Questions; and a ladylike
knowledge of botany and geology; the knack of making
poetry; the power of rattling sonatas in the Herz…manner;
and so forth; are far more valuable endowments for a
female; than those fugitive charms which a few years will
inevitably tarnish。 It is quite edifying to hear women
speculate upon the worthlessness and the duration of
beauty。
But though virtue is a much finer thing; and those
hapless creatures who suffer under the misfortune of good
looks ought to be continually put in mind of the fate
which awaits them; and though; very likely; the heroic
female character which ladies admire is a more glorious
and beautiful object than the kind; fresh; smiling; artless;
tender little domestic goddess; whom men are inclined
to worshipyet the latter and inferior sort of women
must have this consolationthat the men do admire them
after all; and that; in spite of all our kind friends' warnings
and protests; we go on in our desperate error and
folly; and shall to the end of the chapter。 Indeed; for my
own part; though I have been repeatedly told by persons
for whom I have the greatest respect; that Miss Brown is
an insignificant chit; and Mrs。 White has nothing but her
petit minois chiffonne; and Mrs。 Black has not a word to
say for herself; yet I know that I have had the most
delightful conversations with Mrs。 Black (of course; my
dear Madam; they are inviolable): I see all the men in a
cluster round Mrs。 White's chair: all the young fellows
battling to dance with Miss Brown; and so I am tempted
to think that to be despised by her sex is a very great
compliment to a woman。
The young ladies in Amelia's society did this for her
very satisfactorily。 For instance; there was scarcely any
point upon which the Misses Osborne; George's sisters;
and the Mesdemoiselles Dobbin agreed so well as in their
estimate of her very trifling merits: and their wonder that
their brothers could find any charms in her。 〃We are kind
to her;〃 the Misses Osborne said; a pair of fine black…
browed young ladies who had had the best of governesses;
masters; and milliners; and they treated her with
such extreme kindness and condescension; and patronised
her so insufferably; that the poor little thing was in fact
perfectly dumb in their presence; and to all outward
appearance as stupid as they thought her。 She made efforts
to like them; as in duty bound; and as sisters of her
future husband。 She passed 〃long mornings〃 with them
the most dreary and serious of forenoons。 She drove
out solemnly in their great family coach with them; and
Miss Wirt their governess; that raw…boned Vestal。 They
took her to the ancient concerts by way of a treat; and
to the oratorio; and to St。 Paul's to see the charity
children; where in such terror was she of her friends; she
almost did not dare be affected by the hymn the children
sang。 Their house was comfortable; their papa's table
rich and handsome; their society solemn and genteel;
their self…respect prodigious; they had the best pew at
the Foundling: all their habits were pompous and orderly;
and all their amusements intolerably dull and decorous。
After every one of her visits (and oh how glad she was
when they were over!) Miss Osborne and Miss Maria
Osborne; and Miss Wirt; the vestal governess; asked each
other with increased wonder; 〃What could George find in
that creature?〃
How is this? some carping reader exclaims。 How is it
that Amelia; who had such a number of friends at
school; and was so beloved there; comes out into the
world and is spurned by her discriminating sex? My dear
sir; there were no men at Miss Pinkerton's establishment
except the old dancing…master; and you would not have
had the girls fall out about HIM? When George; their
handsome brother; ran off directly after breakfast; and
dined from home half…a…dozen times a week; no wonder
the neglected sisters felt a little vexation。 When young
Bullock (of the firm of Hulker; Bullock & Co。; Bankers;
Lombard Street); who had been making up to Miss Maria
the last two seasons; actually asked Amelia to dance the
cotillon; could you expect that the former young lady
should be pleased? And yet she said she was; like an
artless forgiving creature。 〃I'm so delighted you like dear
Amelia;〃 she said quite eagerly to Mr。 Bullock after the
dance。 〃She's engaged to my brother George; there's not
much in her; but she's the best…natured and most
unaffected young creature: at home we're all so fond of her。〃
Dear girl! who can calculate the depth of affection
expressed in that enthusiastic SO?
Miss Wirt and these two affectionate young women so
earnestly and frequently impressed upon George
Osborne's mind the enormity of the sacrifice he was making;
and his romantic generosity in throwing himself away
upon Amelia; that I'm not sure but that he really thought
he was one of the most deserving characters in the British
army; and gave himself up to be loved with a good deal
of easy resignation。
Somehow; although he left home every morning; as was
stated; and dined abroad six days in the week; when his
sisters believed the infatuated youth to be at Miss Sedley's
apron…strings: he was NOT always with Amelia; whilst the
world supposed him at her feet。 Certain it is that on more
occas