Why, Jack, thou needest not make such a wonderment, as the girls say, if
I should have taken large strides already towards reformation: for dost
thou not see, that while I have been so assiduously, night and day,
pursuing this single charmer, I have infinitely less to answer for,
than otherwise I should have had? Let me see, how many days and
nights?--Forty, I believe, after open trenches, spent in the sap only,
and never a mine sprung yet!
By a moderate computation, a dozen kites might have fallen, while I have
been only trying to ensnare this single lark. Nor yet do I see when
I shall be able to bring her to my lure: more innocent days yet,
therefore!--But reformation for my stalking-horse, I hope, will be a
sure, though a slow method to effect all my purposes.
Then, Jack, thou wilt have a merit too in engaging my pen, since thy
time would be otherwise worse employed: and, after all, who knows but by
creating new habits, at the expense of the old, a real reformation may
be brought about? I have promised it; and I believe there is a pleasure
to be found in being good, reversing that of Nat. Lee's madman,
--Which none but good men know.
By all this, seest thou not how greatly preferable it is, on twenty
accounts, to pursue a difficult rather than an easy chace? I have a
desire to inculcate this pleasure upon thee, and to teach thee to fly at
nobler game than daws, crows, and widgeons: I have a mind to shew thee
from time to time, in the course of the correspondence thou hast so
earnestly wished me to begin on this illustrious occasion, that these
exalted ladies may be abased, and to obviate one of the objections that
thou madest to me, when we were last together, that the pleasure which
attends these nobler aims, remunerates not the pains they bring with
them; since, like a paltry fellow as thou wert, thou assertedst that all
women are alike.
Thou knowest nothing, Jack, of the delicacies of intrigue: nothing of
the glory of outwitting the witty and the watchful: of the joys that
fill the mind of the inventive or contriving genius, ruminating which
to use of the different webs that offer to him for the entanglement of a
haughty charmer, who in her day has given him unnumbered torments. Thou,
Jack, who, like a dog at his ease, contentest thyself to growl over
a bone thrown out to thee, dost not know the joys of a chace, and in
pursuing a winding game: these I will endeavour to rouse thee to,
and then thou wilt have reason doubly and trebly to thank me, as well
because of thy present delight, as with regard to thy prospect beyond
the moon.
To this place I had written, purely to amuse myself, before I was
admitted to my charmer. But now I have to tell thee, that I was quite
right in my conjecture, that she would set up for herself, and dismiss
me: for she has declared in so many words that such was her resolution:
And why? Because, to be plain with me, the more she saw of me, and of my
ways, the less she liked of either.
This cut me to the heart! I did not cry, indeed! Had I been a woman,
I should though, and that most plentifully: but I pulled out a white
cambrick handkerchief: that I could command, but not my tears.
She finds fault with my protestations, with my professions, with my
vows: I cannot curse a servant, the only privilege a master is known by,
but I am supposed to be a trooper*--I must not say, By my soul! nor,
As I hope to be saved! Why, Jack, how particular this is! Would she not
have me think I have a precious soul, as well as she? If she thinks my
salvation hopeless, what a devil [another exceptionable word!] does she
propose to reform me for? So I have not an ardent expression left me.
* See Letter VI. of this volume.
*****
What can be done with a woman who is above flattery, and despises all
praise but that which flows from the approbation of her own heart?
Well, Jack, thou seest it is high time to change my measures. I must run
into the pious a little faster than I had designed.
What a sad thing it would be, were I, after all, to lose her person,
as well as her opinion! the only time that further acquaintance, and no
blow struck, nor suspicion given, ever lessened me in a lady's favour!
A cursed mortification!--'Tis certain I can have no pretence for holding
her, if she will go. No such thing as force to be used, or so much as
hinted at: Lord send us safe at London!--That's all I have for it now:
and yet it must be the least part of my speech.
But why will this admirable creature urge her destiny? Why will she defy
the power she is absolutely dependent upon? Why will she still wish to
my face that she had never left her father's house? Why will she deny me
her company, till she makes me lose my patience, and lay myself open
to her resentment? And why, when she is offended, does she carry her
indignation to the utmost length that a scornful beauty, in the very
height of her power and pride, can go?
Is it prudent, thinkest thou, in her circumstances, to tell me,
repeatedly to tell me, 'That she is every hour more and more
dissatisfied with herself and me? That I am not one who improve upon her
in my conversation and address?' [Couldst thou, Jack, bear this from
a captive!] 'That she shall not be easy while she is with me? That she
knows better than to value herself upon my volubility? That if I think
she deserves the compliments I make her, I may pride myself in those
arts, by which I have made a fool of so extraordinary a person? That
she shall never forgive herself for meeting me, nor me for seducing her
away?' [Her very words.] 'That her regrets increase instead of diminish?
That she will take care of herself; and, since her friends thing it
not worth while to pursue her, she will be left to her own care? That I
shall make Mrs. Sorlings's house more agreeable by my absence?--And go
to Berks, to town, or wherever I will,' [to the devil, I suppose,] 'with
all her heart?'
The impolitic charmer!--To a temper so vindictive as she thins mine! To
a free-liver, as she believes me to be, who has her in his power! I
was before, as thou knowest, balancing; now this scale, now that, the
heaviest. I only waited to see how her will would work, how mine would
lead me on. Thou seest what bias here takes--And wilt thou doubt
that mine will be determined by it? Were not her faults, before this,
numerous enough? Why will she put me upon looking back?
I will sit down to argue with myself by-and-by, and thou shalt be
acquainted with the result.
If thou didst but know, if thou hadst but beheld, what an abject slave
she made me look like!--I had given myself high airs, as she called
them: but they were airs that shewed my love for her: that shewed
I could not live out of her company. But she took me down with a
vengeance! She made me look about me. So much advantage had she over me;
such severe turns upon me; by my soul, Jack, I had hardly a word to say
for myself. I am ashamed to tell thee what a poor creature she made me
look like! But I could have told her something that would have humbled
her pretty pride at the instant, had she been in a proper place, and
proper company about her.
To such a place then--and where she cannot fly me--And then to see
how my will works, and what can be done with the amorous see-saw; now
humble, now proud; now expecting, or demanding; now submitting, or
acquiescing--till I have tried resistance.
But these hints are at present enough. I may further explain myself as
I go along; and as I confirm or recede in my future motions. If she
will revive past disobligations! If she will--But no more, no more, as I
said, at present, of threatenings.