Thus, making the most of love, and life did we stay in this lodging in

Chelsea about ten days; in which time Charles took care to give his

excursions from home a favourable gloss, and to keep his footing with

his fond indulgent grand-mother, from whom he drew constant and

sufficient supplies for the charge I was to him, and which was very

trifling, in comparison with his former less regular course of

pleasure.

Charles removed me then to a private ready furnished lodging in D....

street, St. James’s, where he paid half a guinea a week for two rooms

and a closet on the second floor, which he had been some time looking

out for, and was more convenient for the frequency of his visits, than

where he had at first placed me, in a house, which I cannot say but I

left with regret, as it was infinitely endeared to me by the first

possession of my Charles, and the circumstance of losing, there, that

jewel, which can never be twice lost. The landlord, however, had no

reason to complain of any thing, but of a procedure in Charles too

liberal not to make him regret the loss of us.

Arrived at our new lodging, I remember I thought them extremely fine,

though ordinary enough, even at that price; but, had it been a dungeon

that Charles had brought me to, his presence would have made a little

Versailles.

The landlady, Mrs. Jones, waited on us to our apartment, and with great

volubility of tongue, explained to us all its conveniences: “that her

own maid should wait on us... that the best of quality had lodged at

her house... that her first floor was let to a foreign secretary of an

embassy, and his lady... that I looked like a very good natured

lady...” At the word lady, I blushed out of flattered vanity: this was

strong for a girl of my condition; for though Charles had the

precaution of dressing me in a less tawdry flaunting style than were

the clothes I escaped to him in, and of passing me for his wife, that

she had secretly married, and kept private (the old story) on account

of his friends, I dare swear this appeared extremely apocryphal to a

woman who knew the town so well as she did; but that was the least of

her concern: it was impossible to be less scruple-ridden than she was;

and the advantage of letting her rooms being her sole object, the truth

itself would have far from scandalized her, or broke her bargain.

A sketch of her picture, and personal history, will dispose you to

account for the part she is to act in my concern.

She was about forty six years old, tall, meagre, red-haired, with one

of those trivial ordinary faces you meet with every where, and go about

unheeded and un-mentioned. In her youth she had been kept by a

gentleman, who, dying, left her forty pounds a year during her life, in

consideration of a daughter he had by her: which daughter, at the age

of seventeen, she sold, for not a very considerable sum neither, to a

gentleman who was going on envoy abroad, and took his purchase with

him, where he used her with the utmost tenderness, and it is thought,

was secretly married to her: but had constantly made a point of her not

keeping up the least correspondence with a mother base enough to make a

market of her own flesh and blood. However, as she had not nature, nor,

indeed, any passion but that of money, this gave her no further

uneasiness, then, as she thereby lost a handle of squeezing presents,

or other after advantages, out of the bargain. Indifferent then, by

nature of constitution, to every other pleasure but that of increasing

the lump, by any means whatever, she commenced a kind of private

procuress, for which she was not amiss fitted, by her grave decent

appearance, and sometimes did a job in the match-making way; in short,

there was, nothing that appeared to her under the shape of gain, that

she would not have undertaken. She knew most of the ways of the town,

having not only herself been upon, but kept up constant intelligences

in promoting a harmony between the two sexes, in private pawn-broking,

and other profitable secrets. She rented the house she lived in, and

made the most of it, by letting it out in lodgings; though she was

worth, at least, near three or four thousand pounds, she would not

allow herself even the necessaries, of life, and pinned her subsistence

entirely on what she could squeeze out of her lodgers.

When she saw such a young pair come under her roof, her immediate

notions, doubtless, were how she should make the most money of us, by

every means that money might be made, and which, she rightly judged,

our situations and inexperience would soon beget her occasions of.

In this hopeful sanctuary, and under the clutches of this harpy, did we

pitch our residence. It will not be might material to you, or very

pleasant to me, to enter into a detail of all the petty cut-throat ways

and means with which she used to fleece us; all which Charles

indolently chose to bear with, rather than take the trouble of

removing, the difference of expense being scarce attended to by a young

gentleman who had no ideas of stint, or even economy, and a raw country

girl who knew nothing of the matter.

Here, however, under the wings of my sovereignly beloved, did the most

delicious hours of my life flow on; my Charles I had, and, in him,

every thing my fond heart could wish or desire. He carried me to plays,

operas, masquerades, and every diversion of the town; all which pleased

me, indeed, but pleased me infinitely the more for his being with me,

and explaining every thing to me, and enjoying perhaps, the natural

impressions of surprise and admiration, which such sights, at the

first, never fail to excite in a country girl, new to the delights of

them; but to me, they sensibly proved the power and dominion of the

sole passion of my heart over me, a passion in which soul and body were

concentered, and left me no room for any other relish of life but love.

As to the men I saw at those places, or at any other, they suffered so

much in the comparison my eyes made of them with my all-perfect Adonis,

that I had not the infidelity even of one wandering thought to reproach

myself with upon his account. He was the universe to me, and all that

was not him, was nothing to me.

My love, in fine, was so excessive, that is arrived at annihilating

every suggestion or kindling spark of jealousy; for, one idea only,

tending that way, gave me such exquisite torment, that my self-love,

and dread of worse than death, made me for ever renounce and defy it:

nor had I, indeed, occasion; for, were I to enter here on the recital

of several instances wherein Charles sacrificed to me women of much

greater importance than I dare hint (which, considering his form, was

no such wonder), I might, indeed, give you full proof of his unshaken

constancy to me; but would not you accuse me of warming up against a

feast, which my vanity ought long ago to have been satisfied with?

In our cessations from active pleasure, Charles framed himself one, in

instructing me, as far as his own lights reached, in a great many

points of life, that I was, in consequence of my no-education,

perfectly ignorant of: nor did I suffer one word to fall in vain from

the mouth of my lovely teacher: I hung on every syllable he uttered,

and received, as oracles, all he said; whilst kisses were all the

interruption I could not refuse myself the pleasure of admitting, from

lips that breathed more than Arabian sweetness, I was in a little time

enabled, by the progress I had made, to prove the deep regard I had

paid to all that he had said to me: repeating it to him almost word for

word; and to shew that I was not entirely the parrot, but that I

reflected upon, that I entered into it, I joined my own comments, and

asked him questions of explanation.

My country accent, and the rusticity of my gait, manners, and

deportment, began now sensibly to wear off: so quick was my

observation, and so efficacious my desire of growing every day worthier

of his heart.

As to money, though, he brought me constantly all he received, it was

with difficulty he even got me to give it room in my bureau; and what

clothes I had, he could prevail on me to accept of on no other foot,

than that of pleasing him by the greater neatness in my dress, beyond

which I had no ambition. I could have made a pleasure of the greatest

toil, and worked my fingers to the bone, with joy, to have supported

him: guess, then, if I could harbour any idea of being burthensome to

him, and this disinterested turn in me was so unaffected, so much the

dictate of my heart, that Charles could not but feel it: and if he did

not love me as much as I did him (which was the constant and only

matter of sweet contention between us), he managed so, at least, as to

give me the satisfaction of believing it impossible for man to be more

tender, more true, more faithful than he was.

Our landlady, Mrs. Jones, came frequently up to my apartment, from

whence I never stirred on any pretext without Charles; nor was it long

before she wormed out, without much art, the secret of our having

cheated the church of a ceremony, and, in course, of the terms we lived

together upon; a circumstance which far from displeased her,

considering the designs she had upon me, and which, alas! she will have

too soon, room to carry into execution. But in the meantime, her own

experience of life let her see, that any attempt, however indirect or

disguised, to divert or break, at least presently, so strong a cement

of hearts as ours was, could only end in losing two lodgers, of whom

she had made very competent advantages, if either of us came to smoke

her commission, for a commission she had from one of her customers,

either to debauch, or get me away from my keeper at any rate.

But the barbarity of my fate soon saved her the task of disuniting us.

I had now been eleven months with this life of my life, which had

passed in one continued rapid stream of delight: but nothing so violent

was ever made to last. I was about three months gone with a child by

him, a circumstances would have added to his tenderness, had he ever

left me room to believe it could receive an addition, when the mortal,

the unexpected blow of separation fell upon us. I shall gallop

post-over the particulars, which I shudder yet to think of, and cannot;

to this instant, reconcile myself how, or by what means I could

out-live it.

Two live-long days had I lingered through without hearing from him, I

who breathed, who existed but in him, and had never yet seen

twenty-four hours pass without seeing or hearing from him. The third

day my impatience was so strong, my alarms had been so severe, that I

perfectly sickened with them; and being unable to support the shock

longer, I sunk upon the bed, and ringing for Mrs. Jones, who had far

from comforted me under my anxieties, she came up, and I had scarce

breath and spirit enough to find words to beg of her, if she would save

my life, to fall upon some means of finding out, instantly, what was

become of its only prop and comfort. She pitied me in a way that rather

sharpened my affliction than suspended it, and went out upon this

commission.

For she had but to go to Charles’s house, who lived but an easy

distance, in one of the streets that run into Covent Garden. There she

went into a public house, and from thence sent for a mid servant, whose

name I had given her, as the properest to inform her.

The maid readily came, and as readily, when Mrs. Jones enquired of her

what had become of Mr. Charles, or whether he was gone out of town,

acquainted her with the disposal of her master’s son, which, the very

day after, was no secret to the servants. Such sure measures had he

taken, for the most cruel punishment of his child for having more

interest with his grandmother than he had, though he made use of a

pretence, plausible enough, to get rid of him in this secret abrupt

manner, for fear her fondness should have interposed a bar to his

leaving England, and proceeding on a voyage he had concerted for him;

which pretext was, that it was indispensably necessary to secure a

considerable inheritance that devolved to him by the death of a rich

merchant (his own brother) at one of the factories in the South Seas,

of which he had lately received advice, together with a copy of the

will.

In consequence of which resolution, to send away his son, he had,

unknown to him, made the necessary preparations for fitting him out,

struck a bargain with the captain of a ship, whose punctual execution

of his orders he had secured, by his interest with his principal owners

and patron; and, in short, concerted his measures so secretly, and

effectually, that whilst the son thought he was going down to the

river, that would take him a few hours, he was stopt on board of a

ship, debarred from writing, and more strictly watched than a State

criminal.

Thus was the idol of my soul torn from me, and forced on a long voyage,

without taking leave of one friend, or receiving one line of comfort,

except a dry explanation and instructions, from his father, how to

proceed when he should arrive at his destined port, enclosing, withal,

some letters of recommendation to a factor there: all these particulars

I did not learn minutely till some time after.

The maid, at the same time, added, that she was sure this usage of her

sweet young master would be the death of his grand-mamma, as indeed it

proved true; for the old lady, on hearing it, did not survive the news

a whole month, and as her fortune consisted in an annuity, out of which

she had laid up no reserves, she left nothing worth mentioning to her

so fatally envied darling, but absolutely refused to see his father

before she died.

When Mrs. Jones returned, and I observed her looks, they seemed so

unconcerned, and even nearest to pleased, that I half flattered myself

she was going to set my tortured heart at ease, by bringing me good

news; but this, indeed, was a cruel delusion of hope: the barbarian,

with all the coolness imaginable, stabs me to the heart, in telling me,

succinctly, that he was sent away, at least, on a four years’ voyage

(here she stretched maliciously), and that I could not expect, in

reason, ever to see him again: and all this with such pregnant

circumstances, that I could not escape giving them credit, as they

were, indeed, too true!

She had hardly finished her report before I fainted away, and after

several successive fits, all the while wild and senseless, I miscarried

of the dear pledge of my Charles’s love; but the wretched never die

when it is fittest they should die, and women are hard-lived! to a

proverb.

The cruel and interested care taken to recover me, saved an odious

life: which, instead of the happiness and joys it had overflower in,

all of a sudden presented no view before me of any thing but the depth

of misery, horror, and the sharpest affliction.

Thus I lay six weeks, in the struggles of youth and constitution,

against the friendly efforts of death, which I constantly invoked to my

relief and deliverance, but which proved too weak for my wish. I

recovered at length, but into a state of stupefaction and despair, that

threatened me with the loss of my senses, and a mad house.

Time, however, that great comforter in ordinary, began to assuage the

violence of my suffering, and to numb my feeling of them. My health

returned to me, though I still retained an air of grief, dejection, and

languor, which taking off from the ruddiness of my country complexion,

rendered it rather more delicate and affecting.

The landlady had all this while officiously provided, and seen that I

wanted for nothing: and as soon as she saw me retrieved into a

condition of answering her purpose, one day, after we had dined

together, she congratulated me on my recovery, the merit of which she

took entirely to herself, and all this by way of introduction to a most

terrible, and scurvy epilogue: “You are now,” says she, “Miss Fanny,

tolerably well, and you are very welcome to stay in these lodgings as;

long as you please! you see I have asked you for nothing this long

time, but truly I have a call to make up a sum of money, which must be

answered.” And, with that, presents me with a bill of arrears for rent,

diet, apothecaries’ charges, nurse, etc., sum total twenty-three

pounds, seventeen and six-pence: towards discharging of which I had not

in the world (which she well knew) more than seven guineas, left by

chance, of my dear Charles’s common stock, with me. At the same time,

she desired me to tell her what course I would take for payment. I

burst out into a flood of tears, and told her my condition: that I

would sell what few clothes I had, and that, for the rest, would pay

her as soon as possible. But my distress, being favourable to her view,

only stiffened her the more.

She told me, very cooly, that “she was indeed sorry for my misfortunes,

but that she must do herself justice, though it would go to the very

heart of her to send such a tender young creature to prison....” At the

word “prison!” every drop of my blood chilled, and my fright acted so

strongly upon me, that, turning as pale and faint as a criminal at the

first sight of his place of execution, I was on the point of swooning.

My landlady, who wanted only to terrify me to a certain point, and not

to throw me into a state of body inconsistent with her designs upon it,

began to sooth me again, and told me, in a tone composed to more pity

and gentleness, that “it would be my own fault, if she was forced to

proceed to such extremities; but she believed there was a friend to be

found in the world, who would make up matters to both our

satisfactions, and that she would bring him to drink tea with us that

very afternoon, when she hoped we would come to a right understanding

in our affairs.” To all this, not a word of answer; I sat mute,

confounded, terrified.

Mrs. Jones, however, judging rightly that it was time to strike while

the impressions were so strong upon me, left me to myself and to all

the terrors of an imagination, wounded to death by the idea of going to

prison, and, from a principle of self-preservation, snatching at every

glimpse of redemption from it.

In this situation I sat near half an hour, swallowed up in grief and

despair, when my landlady came in, and observing a death-like dejection

in my countenance, still in pursuance of her plan, put on a false pity,

and bidding me be of good heart: “Things,” she said, “would be but my

own friend”; and closed with telling me “she had brought a very

honourable gentleman to drink tea with me, who would give me the best

advice how to get rid of all my troubles.” Upon which, without waiting

for a reply, she goes out, and returns with this very honourable

gentleman, whose very honourable procuress she had been, on this, as

well as other occasions.

The gentleman, on his entering the room, made me a very civil bow,

which I had scarce strength, or presence of mind enough to return a

curtsey to; when the landlady, taking upon her to do all the honours of

the first interview (for I had never, that I remember, seen the

gentleman before), sets a chair for him, another for herself. All this

while not a word on either side; a stupid stare was all the face I

could put on this strange visit.

The tea was made, and the landlady, unwilling, I suppose, to lose any

time, observing my silence and shyness before this entire stranger:

“Come, Miss Fanny,” says she, in a coarse familiar style, and tone of

authority, “hold up your head, child, and do not let sorrow spoil that

pretty face of yours. What! sorrows are only for a time; come, be free,

here is a worthy gentleman who has heard of your misfortunes, and is

willing to serve you; you must be better acquainted with him, do not

you now stand upon your punctilios, and this and that, but make your

market while you may.”

At this so delicate, and eloquent harangue, the gentleman, who saw I

looked frighted and amazed, and, indeed, incapable of answering, took

her up for breaking things in so abrupt a manner, as rather to shock

than incline me to an acceptance of the good he intended me then,

addressing himself to me, told me “he was perfectly acquainted with my

whole story, and every circumstance of my distress which he owned was a

cruel plunge for one of my youth and beauty to fall into.... that he

had long taken a liking to my person, for which he appealed to Mrs.

Jones, there present; but finding me so deeply engaged to another, he

had lost all hopes of succeeding, till he had heard the sudden reverse

of fortune that had happened to me, on which he had given particular

orders to my landlady to see that I should want for nothing; and that,

had he not been forced abroad to the Hague, on affairs he could not

refuse himself to, he would himself have attended me during my

sickness;... that on his return, which was the day before, he had, on

learning my recovery, desired my landlady’s good offices to introduce

him to me, and was as angry, at least, as I was shocked, at the manner

in which she had conducted herself towards obtaining him that

happiness; but, that to show me how much he disdained her procedure,

and how far he was from taking any ungenerous advantage of my

situation, and from exacting any security for my gratitude, he would

before my face, that instant, discharge my debt entirely to my

landlady, and give me her receipt in full; after which I should be at

liberty either to reject or grant his suit, as he was much above

putting any force upon my inclinations.”

Whilst he was exposing his sentiments to me, I ventured just to look up

to him, and observed his figure, which was that of a very well-looking

gentleman, well made, of about forty, dressed in a suit of plain

clothes, with a large diamond ring on one of his fingers, the lustre of

which played in my eyes as he waved his hand in talking, and raised my

notions of his importance. In short, he might pass for what is commonly

called a comely black man, with an air of distinction natural to his

birth and condition.

To all his speeches, however, I answered only in tears that flower

plentifully to my relief, and choking up my voice, excused me from

speaking, very luckily, for I should not have known what to say.

The sight, however, moved him, as he afterwards told me, irresistibly,

and by way of giving me some reason to be less powerfully afflicted, he

drew out his purse, and calling for pen and ink, which the landlady was

prepared for, paid her every farthing of her demand, independent of a

liberal gratification which was to follow unknown to me, and taking a

receipt in full, very tenderly forced me to secure it, by guiding my

hand, which he had thrust it into, so as to make me passively put it

into my pocket.

Still I continued in a state of stupidity, or melancholic despair, as

my spirits could not yet recover from the violent shocks that they had

received; and the accommodating landlady had actually left the room,

and me alone with this strange gentleman, before I had observed it, and

then I observed it without alarm, for I was now lifeless, and

indifferent to every thing.

The gentleman, however, no novice in affairs of this sort, drew near

me; and, under the pretence of comforting me, first with his

handkerchief dried my tears as they ran down my cheeks: presently he

ventured to kiss me on my part, neither resistance nor compliance. I

sat stock still; and now looking on myself as bought by the payment

that had been transacted before me.

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