M. Why, indeed, child--why, indeed, I must needs say--and then I should choose to do nothing (forward as you are sometimes) to hurt you.
D. Why, as to that, Madam, I can"t expect that you should deprive yourself of any satisfaction--
M. Satisfaction, my dear!--I don"t say it would be a satisfaction--but could I do any thing that would benefit you, it would perhaps be an inducement to hold one conference upon the subject.
D. My fortune already will be more considerable than my match, if I am to have Mr. Hickman.
M. Why so?--Mr. Hickman has fortune enough to ent.i.tle him to your"s.
D. If you think so, that"s enough.
M. Not but I should think the worse of myself, if I desired any body"s death; but I think, as you say, Mr. Antony Harlowe is a healthy man, and bids fair for a long life.
Bless me, thought I, how shall I do to know whether this be an objection or a recommendation!
D. Will you forgive me, Madam?
M. What would the girl say? [looking as if she was half afraid to hear what.]
D. Only, that if you marry a man of his time of life, you stand two chances instead of one, to be a nurse at your time of life.
M. Saucebox!
D. Dear Madam!--What I mean is only that these healthy old men sometimes fall into lingering disorders all at once. And I humbly conceive, that the infirmities of age are uneasily borne with, where the remembrance of the pleasanter season comes not in to relieve the healthier of the two.
M. A strange girl!--Yet his healthy const.i.tution an objection just now!
---But I have always told you, that you know either too much to be argued with, or too little for me to have patience with you.
D. I can"t but say, I should be glad of your commands, Madam, how to behave myself to Mr. Antony Harlowe next time he comes.
M. How to behave yourself!--Why, if you retire with contempt of him, when he comes next, it will be but as you have been used to do of late.
D. Then he is to come again, Madam?
M. And suppose he be?
D. I can"t help it, if it be your pleasure, Madam. He desires a line in answer to his fine letter. If he come, it will be in pursuance of that line, I presume?
M. None of your arch and pert leers, girl!--You know I won"t bear them.
I had a mind to hear what you would say to this matter. I have not written; but I shall presently.
D. It is mighty good of you, Madam, (I hope the man will think so,) to answer his first application by letter.--Pity he should write twice, if once will do.
M. That fetch won"t let you into my intention as to what I shall write.
It is too saucily put.
D. Perhaps I can guess at your intention, Madam, were it to become me so to do.
M. Perhaps I would not make Mr. Hickman of any man; using him the worse for respecting me.
D. Nor, perhaps, would I, Madam, if I liked his respects.
M. I understand you. But, perhaps, it is in your power to make me hearken, or not, to Mr. Harlowe.
D. Young men, who have probably a good deal of time before them need not be in haste for a wife. Mr. Hickman, poor man! must stay his time, or take his remedy.
M. He bears more from you than a man ought.
D. Then, I doubt, he gives a reason for the treatment he meets with.
M. Provoking creature!
D. I have but one request to make to you, Madam.
M. A dutiful one, I suppose. What is it, pray?
D. That if you marry, I may be permitted to live single.
M. Perverse creature, I"m sure!
D. How can I expect, Madam, that you should refuse such terms? Ten thousand pounds!--At the least ten thousand pounds!--A very handsome proposal!--So many fine things too, to give you one by one!--Dearest Madam, forgive me!--I hope it is not yet so far gone, that rallying this man will be thought want of duty to you.
M. Your rallying of him, and your reverence to me, it is plain, have one source.
D. I hope not, Madam. But ten thousand pounds----
M. Is no unhandsome proposal.
D. Indeed I think so. I hope, Madam, you will not be behind-hand with him in generosity.
M. He won"t be ten thousand pounds the better for me, if he survive me.
D. No, Madam; he can"t expect that, as you have a daughter, and as he is a bachelor, and has not a child!--Poor old soul!
M. Old soul, Nancy!--And thus to call him for being a bachelor, not having a child!--Does this become you?
D. Not old soul for that, Madam--but half the sum; five thousand pounds; you can"t engage for less, Madam.
M. That sum has your approbation then? [Looking as if she"d be even with me].
D. As he leaves it to your generosity, Madam, to reward his kindness to you, it can"t be less.--Do, dear Madam, permit me, without incurring your displeasure, to call him poor old soul again.
M. Never was such a whimsical creature!--[turning away to hide her involuntary smile, for I believe I looked very archly; at least I intended to do so]--I hate that wicked sly look. You give yourself very free airs--don"t you?
D. I s.n.a.t.c.hed her hand, and kissed it--My dear Mamma, be not angry with your girl!--You have told me, that you was very lively formerly.
M. Formerly! Good lack!--But were I to encourage his proposals, you may be sure, that for Mr. Hickman"s sake, as well as your"s, I should make a wise agreement.
D. You have both lived to years of prudence, Madam.