Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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the Colonel should have danced with one of our Alderman's
daughters:--instead of that, he engag'd a daughter of Esquire Light, and introduced the Major and a _handsome Captain_ to her two sisters.--Now, to be sure, this was enough to enrage the best Trade's-People in the place, who can give their _young Ladies_ three times as much as Mr. Light can his daughters. I saw she was determin'd to finish her harangue, so did not attempt to interrupt her. One of us chambermaids, _Mame_, continued she, always assist the waiters;--it was my turn this evening; so, as I was stirring the fire in the card-room, I could hear the Ladies whisper their partners, if they let strangers stand above them, they might dance with whom they could get for the future.--They were busy about the matter when the Colonel enter'd with Miss Light, who though she is _very_ handsome, _very_ sensible, and all that, it did not become her to wear a silver silk;--for what, as _our Ladies_ said, is family without fortune?--But I am running on with a story of an hour long.--So _Mame_, as soon as the Colonel and his partner went into the dancing-room,--_one_ cry'd, Defend me from French'd hair, if people's heads are to look like towers;--_another_, her gown sleeves were too large;--a _third_, the robeings too high;--a _fourth_, her ruff too deep:--in short, _Mame_, her very shoe-buckles shared the same fate. This recital put me out of all patience:--I could not endure to see held up a picture, which, though out of the hands of a dauber, presented a true likeness of human nature in her most deprav'd state.--Enough, Mrs. Betty, said I, now pray warm my bed; it is late, and I am fatigued. |
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