CAMILLA remained in a state of accumulated distress, that knew not upon what object most to dwell: her father, shocked and irritated beyond the mild endurance of his character; her brother, wantonly sporting with his family’s honour, and his own morals and reputation; her uncle, preparing for nuptials broken off without his knowledge; Edgar, by a thousand perversities of accident, of indiscretion, of misunderstanding, for ever parted from her;-rushed all together upon her mind, each combating for precedence, each individually foiled, yet all collectively triumphant. Nor were even these her sole subjects of affliction: yet another cause was added, in debts contracted from mingled thoughtlessness, inexperience, and generosity, augmented to she knew not what sum, and to be paid by she knew not what means. And this topic, which in itself seemed to her the least interesting, soon, by the circumstances with which it was connected, grew the most pressing of any. How, at a moment like this, could she make her purposed confession to her father, whose wounded mind demanded all she could offer of condolement? How call upon her uncle to be responsible for what she owed, when she now knew the enormous accounts preparing for him from Clermont, of which he was himself yet uninformed?
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Lionel soon returned. ‘So it’s really all off?’ he cried; ‘dame Fortune, methinks, has a mind to give me a taste of her art that I shan’t easily forget. Eugenia would tell me no particulars. But, since things are thus, there is only one step left for poor Pillgarlick. I must whisk over to the Continent.’
‘To the Continent? without consulting my father? without–’
‘My father?–Why, you see he gives me up. He thinks–I thank him!-a little wholesome discipline will do me good. Don’t you understand what he means by seclusion from the world? A prison, my dear! a gaol! However, I’m not quite of that opinion. I really think a man’s as well off in a little open air. So fare thee well, child. As soon as ever my dear uncle Relvil says good night, I’ll come home again, and wish you all good morning.’
‘Lionel! Lionel!–’
‘Well, well! I know it’s very wrong, and all that; so say nothing. Don’t distress me, I beg, for I hate to be hipped. Besides, old Relvil don’t deserve much better; why can’t he behave like a man, and settle an annuity upon himself, and an old servant, and a dog, and a cat, and a parrot, and then let an honest young fellow see a little of the world handsomely, and like a gentleman? But your bachelor uncles, and maiden aunts, are the most tantalizing fellows and fellowesses in the creation.’
He then kissed her, and was going; but, earnestly detaining him, she conjured that he would let her first hint his design to their father, that at least it might be set aside, if it would still more deeply disturb him.
‘No, child, no; I know his way of reasoning already. He thinks every man should pay for what he owes, either with money or stripes. Now my poor dear little body is not of that opinion. And what would they get by having me shut up in prison? And I’ll defy ’em to cast me in any other damages. I’ve a few debts, too, of my own, that make me a little uneasy. I don’t mean to trades people; they can wait well enough; our credit is good: but a man looks horrid small, walking about, when he can’t pay his debts of honour. However, when I disappear, perhaps my father will take compassion upon my character. If not, the Relvil estate shall wipe off all in the long run.’
‘And is it possible, Lionel, thus lightly, thus negligently, thus unmoved, you can plan such a journey? such an exile?’
‘Why what can I do? what can I possibly do? I am obliged to be off in my own defence. Unless, indeed, I marry little Miss Dennel, which I have once or twice thought of; for she’s a monstrous fool. But then she is very rich. How should you like her for............