This delusion, unfortunately, was not of long duration on either side.
Mrs Ireton no sooner observed that Juliet appeared to be settled, than
all zest for detaining her ceased; no sooner became accustomed to
hearing at will the harp, or the piano-forte, than she found something
to say, or to do, that interrupted the performance every four or five
bars; and had no sooner secured a reader whose voice she could command
at pleasure, than she either quarrelled with every book that was begun;
or yawned, or fondled and talked aloud to her little lap dog, during the
whole time that any work was read.
This quick abatement in the power of pleasing, was supported by Juliet
with indifference rather than philosophy. Where interest alone is
concerned, disappointment is rarely heavy with the young and generous.
Age, or misfortune, must teach the value of pecuniary considerations, to
give them force. Yet, though no tender affections, no cherished hopes,
no favourite feelings were in the power of Mrs Ireton, every moment of
time, and consequently all means of comfort, were at her disposal.
Juliet languished, therefore, though she would not repine; and though
she was not afflicted at heart, she sickened with disgust.
The urgency of finding security from immediate insult and want, induced
her, nevertheless, to persevere in her fortitude for supporting, and her
efforts for ameliorating her situation. But, the novelty over, all
labour was vain, all success was at an end; and, in a very short time,
she would have contributed no more to the expulsion of spleen, than any
other inmate of the house; had not her superiour acquirements opened a
more extensive field for the exercise of tyranny and caprice. And in
that exercise alone, Juliet soon saw, consisted every sensation of
pleasure of which Mrs Ireton was susceptible.
Of the many new tasks of Juliet, that which she found the most severe,
was inventing amusement for another while sad and dispirited herself. It
was her duty to be always at hand, early or late; it was her business to
furnish entertainment, whether sick or well. Success, therefore, was
unacknowledged, though failure was resented. There was no relaxation to
her toil, no rest for her person, no recruit for her spirits. From her
sleep alone she could purloin the few minutes that she dedicated to her
pen and her Gabriella.
If a new novel excited interest, or a political pamphlet awakened
curiosity, she was called upon to read whole hours, nay, whole days,
without intermission; even a near extinction of voice did not authorize
so great a liberty as that of requesting a few minutes for rest. Mrs
Ireton, who regarded all the world as robust, compared with herself,
deemed it an impertinent rivalry of a delicacy which she held to be
unexampled, ever to pronounce the word fatigue, ever to heave a sigh of
lassitude, or ever even to allude to that part of the human frame which
is called nerves, unless with some pointed reference to herself.
With the same despotic hardness, she ordered Juliet to the harp, or
piano-forte, and made her play though she were suffering from the
acutest head-ache; and sing when hoarse and short-breathed from the most
violent cold. Yet those commands, however arbitrary and unfeeling, were
more supportable than those with which, after every other source of
tyrannic authority had been drained, the day was ordinarily concluded.
Mrs Ireton, at the hour of retiring, when weary alike of books and of
music, listless, fretful, captious; too sleepy for any exertion, yet too
wakeful or uneasy for repose; constantly brought forward the same
enquiries which had so often been urged and repelled, in the week that
they had spent together upon their arrival from France; repeated the
same sneers, revived the same suspicions, and recurred to the same rude
interrogatories or offensive insinuations.
At meals, the humble companion was always helped last; even when there
were gentlemen, even when there were children at the table; and always
to what was worst; to what was rejected, as ill-cooked, or left, as
spoilt and bad. No question was ever asked of what she chose or what she
disliked. Sometimes she was even utterly forgotten; and, as no one
ventured to remind Mrs Ireton of any omission, her helpless _protegee_,
upon such occasions, rose half famished from the inhospitable board.
Upon the entrance of any visitors, not satisfied to let the humble
companion glide gently away, the haughty patroness called out, in a tone
of command, 'You may go to your room now: I shall send for you when I am
at leisure.' Or, 'You may stand at the window if you will. You won't be
in the way, I believe; and I shall want you presently.'
Or, if she feared that any one of the party had failed to remark this
augmentation of her household and of her power, she would retard the
willing departure by some frivolous and vexatious commission; as, 'Stop,
Miss Ellis; do pray tie this string a little tighter.' Or, 'Draw up my
gloves a little higher: but be so good as not to pinch me; unless you
have a particular fancy for it!'
If, drily, though respectfully, Juliet ever proposed to wait in her own
room, the answer was, 'In your own room? O,--ay--well,--that may be
better! I beg your pardon for having proposed that you should wait in
one of mine! I beg your pardon, a thousand times! I really did not think
of what I was saying! I hope you'll forgive my inattention!'
When then, silently, and with difficulty forbearing from shrugging her
shoulders, Juliet walked away, she was again stopt by, 'One moment, Miss
Ellis! if it won't be requesting too great a favour. Pray, when I want
you, where may I hear of your servants? For to be sure you don't mean
that mine should scamper up and down all day long for you? You cannot
mean that. You must have a lackey of your own, no doubt: some page, or
spruce foot-boy at your command, to run upon your errands: only pray let
some of my people know where he may be met with.'
But if, when the purpose was answered of drawing the attention of her
guests upon her new dependent, that attention were followed by any looks
of approbation, or marks of civility, she hastily exclaimed, 'O, pray
don't disturb yourself, Sir!' or 'Ma'am! 'tis only a young woman I have
engaged to read to me;--a young person whom I have taken into my house
out of compassion.' And then, affably nodding, she would affect to be
suddenly struck with something which she had already repeatedly seen,
and cry, 'Well, I declare, that gown is not ugly, Miss Ellis! How did
you come by it?' or, 'That ribbon's pretty enough: who gave it you?'
Ah, thought Juliet, 'tis conduct such as this that makes inequality of
fortune baleful! Where superiour wealth falls into liberal hands,--where
its possessor is an Aurora Granville, it proves a good still more to the
surrounders than to the owners; 'it blesses those that give, and those
that take.'--But Oh! where it is misused for the purposes of bowing
down the indigent, of oppressing the helpless, of triumphing over the
dependent,--then, how baneful then is inequality of fortune!
With those thoughts, and deeply hurt, she was twenty times upon the
point of retiring, during the first week of her distasteful office; but
the sameness of the offences soon robbed the mortifications of their
poignancy; and apathy; in a short time, taking place of sensibility, she
learnt to bear them if not with indifference, at least with its
precursor contempt.
Amongst the most irksome of the toils to which this subjection made her
liable, was the care,--not of the education, nor mind, nor manners, but
of the amusements,--of the little nephew of Mrs Ireton; whom that lady
rather exulted than blushed to see universally regarded as a spoilt
child.
The temper of this young creature was grown so capricious, from
incessant indulgence, that no compliance, no luxury, no diversion could
afford him more than momentary pleasure; while his passions were become
so ungovernable, that, upon every contrariety or disappointment, he
vented his rage, to the utmost extent of his force, upon whomsoever, or
whatsoever, animate or inanimate, he could reach.
All the mischief thus committed, the injuries thus sustained, the noise
and disturbance thus raised, were to be borne throughout the house
without a murmur. Whatever destruction he caused, Mrs Ireton was always
sure was through the fault of some one else; what he mutilated, or
broke, she had equal certainty must have been merely by accident; and
those he hurt or ill used, must have provoked his anger. If any one
ventured to complain, 'twas the sufferer, not the inflictor who was
treated as culpable.
It was the misfortune of Juliet to excite, by her novelty, the attention
of this young tyrant; and by her powers of entertainment, exerted
inadvertently, from a love of obliging, to become his favourite. The
hope of softening his temper and manners, by amusing his mind, had
blinded her, at first, to the trouble, the torment rather, of such
pre-eminence, which soon proved one of the most serious evils of her
situation. Mrs Ireton, having raised in his young bosom, expectations
never to be realised, by passing the impossible decree, that nothing
must be denied to her eldest brother's eldest son; had authorised
demands from him, and licensed wishes, destructive both to his
understanding and his happiness. When the difficulties which this decree
occasioned, devolved upon a domestic, she left him to get rid of them as
he could; only reserving to herself the right to blame the way that was
taken, be it what it might: but when the embarrassment fell to her own
lot; when the spoilt urchin claimed what was every way unattainable; she
had been in the habit of sending him abroad, for the immediate relief of
her nerves. The favour into which he took Juliet now offered a new and
more convenient resource. Instead of 'Order the carriage, and let the
child go out:' Miss Ellis was called upon to play with him; to tell him
stories; to shew him pictures; to build houses for him with cards; or to
suffer herself to be dragged unmeaningly, yet wilfully and forcibly,
from walk to walk in the garden, or from room to room in the house; till
tired, and quarrelling even with her compliance, he recruited his
wearied caprices with sleep.
Nor even here ended the encroachments upon her time, her attention, her
liberty; not only the spoilt child, but the favourite dog was put under
her superintendence; and she was instructed to take charge of the
airings and exercise of Bijou; and to carry him where the road was rough
or miry, that he might not soil those paws, which had the exclusive
privilege of touching the lady of the mansion; and even of pulling,
patting and scratching her robes and attire for his recreation.
To many, in the place of Juliet, the spoilt child and the spoilt cur
would have been objects of detestation: but against the mere instruments
of malice she harboured no resentment. The dog, though snarling and
snapping at every one but his mistress, Juliet saw as vicious only from
evil habits, which were imbibed, nay taught, rather than natural: the
child, though wantonly revelling in mischief of every kind, she
considered but as a little savage, who, while enjoying the splendour and
luxury of civilized life, was as unformed, as rough, as untaught, and
therefore as little responsible for his conduct, as if just caught, and
brought, wild and untamed, from the woods. The animal, therefore, she
exculpated; the child she pitied; it was the mistress of the mansion
alone, who, wilful in all she did, and conscious of all she inflicted,
provoked bitterer feelings. And to these, the severest poignancy was
accidentally added to Juliet, by the cruel local circumstance of
receiving continual indignity in the very house, nay the very room,
where, in sweetest intercourse, she had been accustomed to be treated
upon terms of generous equality by Lady Aurora Granville.