CHAPTER VIII

_--You squander freely,

But have you wherewithal? Have you the fund

For these outgoings? If you have, go on;

If you have not--stop in good time, before

You outrun honesty._

Cumberland (from Diphilus).

In defiance of Miss Mortimer's advice, I returned Lady St Edmunds' visit

without delay. I made, indeed, some general enquiries into the character

of my new favourite; myself unwilling to hear, I learnt that she was

said to play games of chance with extraordinary skill and success; and

that she was suspected of impropriety in a point where detection is

still more fatal. It is unfortunate that prudence and self-sufficiency

are so rarely found together since he who will make no use of the wisdom

of others, certainly needs an extraordinary fund of his own. I was

predetermined to consider whatever could be advanced against Lady St

Edmunds, as the effect of malicious misrepresentation. My self-conceit

pointed me out as no improper person to stem the tide of unjustice; and,

by an admirable, though in this case an abused, provision in our nature,

my kindly feelings towards her were strengthened at once by my

intentions to serve her, and by my resentment of her supposed wrongs.

Lady St Edmunds, on her part, more than met my advances. She treated me

with a distinction which I ascribed solely to the most flattering

partiality; and sought my society with an eagerness in which I suspected

no aim beyond its own gratification. Even now, when experience has

taught me to look through these fair seemings, I am convinced that her

affection was not entirely feigned; for I have seldom met with a heart

so callous, as not to be touched with a transient sympathy at least, by

the honest enthusiasm of youth. In the mean time, I had the more

confidence in the disinterestedness of her regard, because I could

detect no sinister motive for her attentions. Once, and only once, she

had engaged me in play; but the stake was not large, and I rose a

winner.

Miss Mortimer nevertheless continued her opposition to the acquaintance,

remonstrating against it with a perseverance and warmth which

alternately surprised and provoked me. Regarding her warnings as the

voice of that cold ungenerous suspicion which I imagined to be incident

to age, I took a perverse delight in extolling the attractions of my new

friend, and in magnifying their power over me. One prophecy of my

Cassandra was impressed upon my recollection, by its containing the only

severe expression that ever my incorrigible wilfulness could exert from

the forbearing spirit of the Christian. Among other rapturous epithets,

I called Lady St Edmunds my dear enchantress. 'Well may you give her

that name,' said Miss Mortimer, 'for she is drawing you into a circle

where nothing good or holy must tread; and if you will follow her to the

tempter's own ground, you must bid farewell to better spirits. The wise

and the virtuous will one by one forsake you, until you have no guide

but such as lead to evil, and no companions but such as take advantage

of your errors, or share in your ruin.'

It is astonishing, that beings formed to look forward so anxiously to

the future, when anxiety can be of no avail, should often treat it with

such perverse disregard, when foresight might indeed be useful. Will it

be believed, that, from this very conversation, I went to exhibit myself

to half the town, as Lady St Edmunds' companion, by attending her to an

auction?

The sale was in consequence of an execution in the house of a lady of

high fashion; and thither of course came all those of her own rank, who

wished to be relieved of their time, their money, or their curiosity.

Lord Frederick de Burgh, who seemed the almost constant associate of his

fair relative, was of our party. Indeed I could not help observing, upon

all occasions, that his attentions to me were infinitely more

particular, since my father had announced his decision. But I regarded

that decision as final; and merely inferred, that Lord Frederick, like

Miss Arnold, perceived the safety of a flirtation, which could lead to

no consequence; or that, in the true spirit of his sex, he grew eager in

pursuit, when attainment appeared difficult.

As the sale proceeded, a hundred useless toys were exposed, and called

forth a hundred vain and unlovely emotions. Curiosity, admiration,

desire, impatience, envy, and resentment, chased each other over many a

fair face; and the flush of angry disappointment, or of unprofitable

victory, stained many a cheek from whence the blush of modesty had faded

for ever. I took out my pencil to caricature a group, in which a spare

dame, whose face combined no common contrast of projection and

concavity, was darting from her sea-green eyes sidelong flames upon a

china jar, which was surveyed with complacent smiles by its round and

rosy purchaser. But my labours were interrupted, and from an amused

spectator of the scene, I was converted into a keen actor, when the

auctioneer exposed a tortoise-shell dressing-box, magnificently inlaid

with gold. Art had exhausted itself in the elegance of the pattern and

the delicacy of the workmanship. It was every way calculated to arrest

the regards of fine ladies; for, like them, it was useless and expensive

in proportion to its finery. It was put up at fifty guineas; less, as we

were assured by the auctioneer, than half its value. Rather than allow

such matchless beauty to be absolutely thrown away, I bade for the

bauble. It proved equally attractive to others, and my fair opponents

soon raised its price to seventy pounds. There for a while it made a

pause, and no one seemed inclined to go farther; but this was still far

below its value. I hesitated for a few moments; and then, in the

conviction that nobody would bid more, increased my offer. It seems I

was mistaken. The lady with whom, but for my perseverance, the prize

would have remained, measured me with a very contemptuous look, and bade

again with a composure which seemed to say, 'Does the girl fancy she can

contend with me?' This was attacking me on the weak side. I instantly

bade again. The lady coolly did the same. I, growing more warm, went on.

The lady proceeded, with smiles not quite of courtesy; till, in exchange

for my discretion, my temper, and a hundred and fifteen pounds, I had

gained the tortoise-shell dressing-box.

The costly toy was already in my possession, and already every eye was

turned upon me with envy, sarcasm, or compassion, before I remembered

that it was necessary to pay for my purchase. In some perplexity I began

to search for my purse; recollecting, not without dismay, that it did

not contain above twenty guineas. I had indeed a further supply at home,

but the law of the sale required that every purchase should be paid for

upon the spot, and I was obliged to apply to Lady St Edmunds for

assistance. This was the first time that ever I had found occasion to

borrow money; and I shall never forget the embarrassment which it cost

me. With a confusion which would have dearly paid for the possession of

ten thousand baubles, I, in a timid, scarcely intelligible whisper,

begged Lady St Edmunds to lend me the necessary sum, assuring her that

it should be repaid that very day. Her Ladyship at first frankly

consented to my request; but suddenly recollecting herself, declared

that she had not a guinea about her; and, without waiting for my

concurrence, called upon Lord Frederick to relieve my difficulty. Giddy

and imprudent as I was, I shrunk from incurring this obligation to Lord

Frederick. I at first positively refused his aid; and while, for a few

minutes, I sat affecting to examine my purchase, I was cordially wishing

that its materials were still in opposite hemispheres, and endeavouring

to gain courage for a petition to some other of my acquaintance.

I at last fixed upon a young lady of fortune with whom I had contracted

some intimacy; and, under pretence of exhibiting my box, beckoned her

towards me, and requested her to lend me the money. With an aspect of

profound amazement, she exclaimed, 'La, my dear! how can you think of

such a thing? I have not ten pounds in the world. I never have. It is

always spent before I can lay a finger on it.'--'Indeed! I was in hopes

you were in cash just now, for I thought I observed you bid for this

box.'--'Oh, one must bid now and then for a little amusement! But I

assure you I had no thoughts of buying such a splendid affair. I must

leave that to those who have more money than they know what to do with.'

I could perceive a tincture of malice in the smile which accompanied

these words; and turning from her, resumed my conversation with Lady St

Edmunds. Her Ladyship rallied me unmercifully upon what she called my

prudery; asking me, in a very audible whisper, what sort of interest I

expected Lord Frederick to exact, which made me so afraid of becoming

his debtor. Lord Frederick himself joined in the raillery; and,

laughing, offered to recommend me to an honest Jew, if I preferred such

a creditor. Their manner of treating the subject made me almost ashamed

of having refused Lord Frederick's assistance, especially as I was

certain that the obligation might be discharged in an hour. I suspected,

indeed, though I was but imperfectly acquainted with the state of my

funds, that they were insufficient for this demand; but I knew that Miss

Arnold had money, because I had divided my quarterly allowance with

her, and had not since observed her to incur any serious expense.

Besides, I was convinced that my father would permit me to draw upon him

in advance, so that at all events I should be able to discharge my debt

on the following day. I therefore half playfully, half in earnest,

accepted of Lord Frederick's offered aid; and he instantly delivered the

money to me with a gallantry, which showed that a man of fashion can,

upon extraordinary occasions, be polite.

When I had received the notes, I jestingly asked him what security I

should give him for their repayment? Lord Frederick took my hand, and

drawing from my finger a ring of small value, said, with more

seriousness than I expected, 'This shall be my pledge; but you must not

imagine that I shall restore it for a few paltry guineas. You may have

it again as soon as you will, on a fit occasion.' I could have dispensed

with this piece of gallantry, which was conducted too seriously for my

taste; but a lady, like a member of Parliament, must accept of no

favours if she would preserve the right of remonstrance, and I allowed

Lord Frederick to keep the ring.

Soon afterwards we returned home, and I proceeded to examine the state

of my funds. I was astonished to find that my bureau did not contain

above ten pounds. I searched every drawer and concealment, wondering at

intervals what could possibly have become of my money,--a wonder, I

believe, in which the fugitive nature of guineas involves every fair

lady who keeps no exact register of their departure. Thus employed, I

was found by Miss Arnold, to whom I immediately unfolded my dilemma;

calling upon her to assist me with her recollection, as to the disposal

of my funds, and with her purse, in supply of their present deficiency.

On the first point, she was tolerably helpful to me, recalling to my

mind many expenses which I had utterly forgotten; but, in regard to the

second, she protested, with expressions of deep regret, that she could

yield me no assistance. 'You may well look astonished, dearest Ellen,'

pursued she, 'considering your noble generosity to me. But, indeed,

nothing could have happened more unfortunately. It was only yesterday

that I visited my brother, and happened to tell him what a princely

spirit you had, and how liberal you had been to me. The deuce take my

tongue for being so nimble,--but it is all your own fault, Ellen; for

you won't let me praise you to your face, and one can't always be

silent. So, just then, in came a fellow with a long bill for some vile

thing or another, and my brother bid me lend him my money that he might

settle with the creature. What could I do, you know? I could not

refuse. But if I had once guessed that you could possibly want it, I

should as soon have lent him my heart's blood.'

I suffered the tale to conclude without interruption; for indeed I was

fully as much astonished as I looked. I had by no means understood that

my friend was upon such terms with her brother as to incline her to lend

him money; nor that he was in such circumstances as to need to borrow. A

doubt of her truth, however, never once darkened my mind. Self-love

prevented me, as it daily prevents thousands, from making the very

obvious reflection, that one who could be disingenuous with others to

serve me, might be disingenuous with me to serve herself. Miss Arnold

proceeded to reproach herself in the bitterest manner for her

improvidence in parting with the money, and seemed so heartily vexed,

that the little spleen which my disappointment had at first excited

entirely subsided; and I comforted my friend as well as I was able, by

assuring her that my father would advance whatever money I desired.

Miss Arnold now, in her turn, was silent, wearing a look of grave

consideration. 'If I were in your place, Ellen,' said she, at last, 'I

don't think I would mention this matter to Mr Percy.'

'Not mention it!' said I, 'why not?'

'Because,' returned Miss Arnold, 'I see no end it can serve, except to

make him angry. You know his pompous notions; and, after what has

passed, I am sure he will think you borrowing money from Lord Frederick

an act of downright rebellion.'

'Indeed,' returned I, 'that is very likely; but I promised to repay Lord

Frederick to-morrow; and I have no other way of obtaining the money.'

'Poh! my dear, you are so punctilious about trifles! What can it

possibly signify to Lord Frederick whether he be repaid to-morrow, or

the day after?'

'Why, to be sure, it cannot signify much; only, as I have given my

promise, I do not like to break it.'

'Well, really, Ellen, if I were to shut my eyes, I could sometimes fancy

you had been brought up with some queer old aunt in the country. What

difference can one day make? And I am sure, by the end of the week, at

farthest, I could get the money from my brother, and settle the whole

matter peaceably. Do take my advice, and say nothing about it to your

father; he will be so angry; and you know, at the worst, you can tell

him at any time.'

Had my mind been well regulated, or my judgment sound, Miss Arnold's

argument would itself have defeated her purpose; and the very conviction

of my father's disliking my debt to Lord Frederick would have determined

me that it should, at all hazards, be repaid. But I was fated, in many

instances, to suffer the penalty of those perverted habits of mind,

which imposed upon me a sort of moral disability of choosing right, as

often as a choice was presented to me. Misled by an artful adviser, or

rather, perhaps, by my own inveterate abhorrence of reproof, I chose

that clandestine path, in which none can tread with peace or safety. In

this fatal decision began a long train of evil.

Warned by my example, let him who is entering upon life review, with a

suspicious eye, the transactions which he is inclined to conceal from

the appointed guardians of his virtue. If the subject be of moment, let

him be wisely fearful to rely upon his own judgment;--if it be trivial,

let not concealment swell it to disastrous importance. If he have,

unfortunately, a tendency to creep through the winding covered path, let

him not strengthen by one additional act a habit so fatal to the lofty

port of honour. If, like me, he be of a frank and open nature, let him

not, to escape a transient evil, sink the light heart, and pervert the

simple purpose, and bend the erect dignity of truth. Let him who can

tread firm in conscious soundness of mind leave the stealthy course for

those to whom nature has given no better means of attaining their end.

The low and tangled way, the subtle tortuous progress, suits the base

earth-worm; let creatures of a nobler mould advance erect and steady.

Having dissuaded me from using the only means of discharging my debt

without delay, Miss Arnold, like a cautious general, contented herself

with fortifying the post she had taken; and, for the present, carried

her operations no further. But, the next day, she took occasion to ask

me, with a careless air, 'whether I had written a note of excuse to Lord

Frederick?' I answered that I had not thought of it. 'You intend

writing, of course,' said Miss Arnold, with that look of decision which

has often served the purpose of argument.

'Don't you think it will be rather awkward?' said I.

'That you should not write, you mean?--Very awkward, indeed. And then I

am sure you ought never to lose an opportunity of writing a note, for I

know nobody who has such a talent for turning these things neatly.'

The indistinct idea of impropriety which was floating in my mind was put

to flight by the nonchalance of Miss Arnold's manner; for, when reason

and conscience are deposed from their rightful authority at home, it is

amazing how abjectly they learn to bend, not to the passions only, but

to impulse merely external. I wrote the note to Lord Frederick. My

lover, for now I may fairly call him so, contrived to reply to my billet

in such terms as, with the help of Miss Arnold's counsels, produced a

rejoinder. This again occasioned another; and notes, sonnets, epistles

in verse, and billet-doux passed between us, till the folly had nearly

assumed the form of a regular correspondence. All this was, of course,

carried on without the knowledge of my father or Miss Mortimer; and so

rapid are the inroads of evil, that I soon began to find a mysterious

pleasure in the dexterity which compassed this furtive intercourse.

In the mean time, Miss Arnold was in no haste to perform her promise.

Day after day she found some excuse for not going to ask her money, or

some pretence for returning without it; and day after day she persuaded

me to wait for its restitution; till the uneasy feeling of undischarged

obligation subsided by degrees, and the natural disquiet of a debtor was

nearly lost in the giddiness of perpetual amusement.

As the masked ball drew near, my eagerness for it had completely

revived. It may seem strange, considering the multitude of my frivolous

pleasures, that any single one should have awakened such ardour. But a

masquerade was now the only amusement which was new to me; and I had

already begun to experience that craving for novelty which is incident

to all who seek for happiness where it never was and never will be

found,--in bubbles which amuse the sense, but cheat the longing soul.

So entirely was I occupied in anticipating my new pleasure, that I

should have had neither thought nor observation to bestow upon any other

subject, had not conscience sometimes turned my attention to Miss

Mortimer. I thought she looked ill and melancholy. Her complexion,

always delicate, had faded to a sickly hue. Her eyes were sunk and

hollow; and the jealous watchfulness of one who has given cause of

complaint, made me remark that they were often fixed sadly upon me. I

half suspected that she had discovered my intended breach of faith; and

wondered whether it were possible that my misconduct could make such an

impression upon her mind. I was relieved from this suspicion by the

frankness with which she one day lamented to me that my father, for some

reason which she could not divine, refused to permit a party to be

formed for the 5th of May. 'I could have wished,' said she, 'to make

that evening pass more gaily than I fear it will. Dear Ellen, how like

you are to your mother when you blush!'

'Then I am sure,' said I, 'I wish I could blush always, for there is

nobody I should like so much to resemble.'

'Well,' said Miss Mortimer, 'were it not for the fear of making you

vain, I could tell you, that there is a more substantial resemblance;

for she, like you, knew how to resign her strongest inclinations in

compliance with the wishes of her friends.'

This was too much. Conscience-struck, and quite thrown off my guard, I

exclaimed, 'Like me! Oh! she was no more like me, than an angel of light

is to a dark designing----' Recollecting that I was betraying myself, I

stopped.

Miss Mortimer turned upon me a smile so kind, so confiding, that as oft

as it rises to my memory I abhor myself. 'Nay, Ellen,' said she, 'if I

am to be your confessor lay open the sins which do really beset you;

unless, as Mr Maitland would say, you are afraid that I should have a

sinecure.'

'I have a great mind,' cried I, 'to make a resolution, that I will never

do a wrong thing again without confessing it to somebody!'

'The resolution would be a good one,' said Miss Mortimer, 'provided you

could rely upon the judgment and integrity of your confessor; and

provided you are sure that the pain of exposing your faults to another

will not lead you to conceal them more industriously from yourself.'

'Oh! I am sure I could never do wrong without being sensible of it. But

the misfortune is, that people have not the right method of talking of

my faults. They always contrive to say something provoking. You need not

smile. It is not that I am so uncandid that I cannot endure to be

blamed; for there's Juliet often finds fault with me, and I never grow

angry.'

'Well, Ellen,' said Miss Mortimer, 'if ever you should be inclined to

make trial of me, I promise you never intentionally to say any thing

provoking. In dexterity I shall not pretend to vie with Miss Arnold, but

in affectionate interest I will yield to none. You have a claim upon my

indulgence, which your errors can never cancel; especially as I am sure

that they will never lean towards artifice or meanness.'

The heart must be callously vile, which can bear to be stabbed with the

words of abused confidence. I sprung away in search of Miss Arnold, that

I might retract my promise of concealing from Miss Mortimer the affair

of the masquerade. I was met by the dress-maker, who, loaded with

parcels and band-boxes, came to fit on the attire of the fair Fatima;

and, during the hour which was consumed on this operation, the ardour of

my sincerity had cooled so far, that Miss Arnold easily prevailed on me

to let matters remain as we had first arranged them.

How often, I may say how invariably, did my better feelings vanish, ere

they issued into action! But feeling is, in its very nature, transient.

It is at best the meteor's blaze, shedding strong, but momentary day;

while principle, the true principle, be it faint at first as the star

whose ray hath newly reached our earth is yet the living light of the

higher heaven; which never more will leave us in utter darkness, but

lend a steady beam to guide our way.

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