obliged to degrade yourself in your own eyes by seeking a support
for your wife in the Generosity of Sir Edward.”
“Never, never Augusta will I so demean myself. (said Edward).
Support! What support will Laura want which she can receive from
him?”
“Only those very insignificant ones of Victuals and Drink.”
(answered she.)
“Victuals and Drink! (replied my Husband in a most nobly
contemptuous Manner) and dost thou then imagine that there is no
other support for an exalted mind (such as is my Laura’s) than
the mean and indelicate employment of Eating and Drinking?”
“None that I know of, so efficacious.” (returned Augusta).
“And did you then never feel the pleasing Pangs of Love, Augusta?
(replied my Edward). Does it appear impossible to your vile and
corrupted Palate, to exist on Love? Can you not conceive the
Luxury of living in every distress that Poverty can inflict, with
the object of your tenderest affection?”
“You are too ridiculous (said Augusta) to argue with; perhaps
however you may in time be convinced that …”
Here I was prevented from hearing the remainder of her speech, by
the appearance of a very Handsome young Woman, who was ushured
into the Room at the Door of which I had been listening. On
hearing her announced by the Name of “Lady Dorothea,” I instantly
quitted my Post and followed her into the Parlour, for I well
remembered that she was the Lady, proposed as a Wife for my
Edward by the Cruel and Unrelenting Baronet.
Altho’ Lady Dorothea’s visit was nominally to Philippa and
Augusta, yet I have some reason to imagine that (acquainted with
the Marriage and arrival of Edward) to see me was a principal
motive to it.
I soon perceived that tho’ Lovely and Elegant in her Person and
tho’ Easy and Polite in her Address, she was of that inferior
order of Beings with regard to Delicate Feeling, tender
Sentiments, and refined Sensibility, of which Augusta was one.
She staid but half an hour and neither in the Course of her
Visit, confided to me any of her secret thoughts, nor requested
me to confide in her, any of Mine. You will easily imagine
therefore my Dear Marianne that I could not feel any ardent
affection or very sincere Attachment for Lady Dorothea.
Adeiu
Laura.
LETTER 8th
LAURA to MARIANNE, in continuation
Lady Dorothea had not left us long before another visitor as
unexpected a one as her Ladyship, was announced. It was Sir
Edward, who informed by Augusta of her Brother’s marriage, came
doubtless to reproach him for having dared to unite himself to me
without his Knowledge. But Edward foreseeing his design,
approached him with heroic fortitude as soon as he entered the
Room, and addressed him in the following Manner.
“Sir Edward, I know the motive of your Journey here–You come
with the base Design of reproaching me for having entered into an
indissoluble engagement with my Laura without your Consent. But
Sir, I glory in the Act–. It is my greatest boast that I have
incurred the displeasure of my Father!”
So saying, he took my hand and whilst Sir Edward, Philippa, and
Augusta were doubtless reflecting with admiration on his
undaunted Bravery, led me from the Parlour to his Father’s
Carriage which yet remained at the Door and in which we were
instantly conveyed from the pursuit of Sir Edward.
The Postilions had at first received orders only to take the
London road; as soon as we had sufficiently reflected However, we
ordered them to Drive to M—-. the seat of Edward’s most
particular freind, which was but a few miles distant.
At M—-. we arrived in a few hours; and on sending in our names
were immediately admitted to Sophia, the Wife of Edward’s freind.
After having been deprived during the course of 3 weeks of a real
freind (for such I term your Mother) imagine my transports at
beholding one, most truly worthy of the Name. Sophia was rather
above the middle size; most elegantly formed. A soft languor
spread over her lovely features, but increased their Beauty–.
It was the Charectarestic of her Mind–. She was all sensibility
and Feeling. We flew into each others arms and after having