u talk in that high strain about principle because it
sounds well, and is respectable--and even these things are better
than your cold way of looking out for a wife, just as you would do
for a carpet, to add to your comforts, and settle you respectably.
But I won't be that wife. You shall see something of me which shall
make you not acquiesce so quietly in the arrangements of the firm."
She cried too vehemently to go on thinking or speaking. Then she
stopped, and said:
"Only an hour ago I was hoping--I don't know what I was hoping--but
I thought--oh! how I was deceived!--I thought he had a true, deep,
loving, manly heart, which God might let me win; but now I know he
has only a calm, calculating head--"
If Jemima had been vehement and passionate before this conversation
with her father, it was better than the sullen reserve she assumed
now whenever Mr Farquhar came to the house. He felt it deeply; no
reasoning with himself took off the pain he experienced. He tried to
speak on the subjects she liked, in the manner she liked, until he
despised himself for the unsuccessful efforts.
He stood between her and her father once or twice, in obvious
inconsistency with his own previously expressed opinions; and Mr
Bradshaw piqued himself upon his admirable management, in making
Jemima feel that she owed his indulgence or forbearance to
Mr Farquhar's interference; but Jemima--perverse, miserable
Jemima--thought that she hated Mr Farquhar all the more. She
respected her father inflexible, much more than her father pompously
giving up to Mr Farquhar's subdued remonstrances on her behalf.
Even Mr Bradshaw was perplexed, and shut himself up to consider how
Jemima was to be made more fully to understand his wishes and her own
interests. But there was nothing to take hold of as a ground for any
further conversation with her. Her actions were so submissive that
they were spiritless; she did all her father desired; she did it
with a nervous quickness and haste, if she thought that otherwise
Mr Farquhar would interfere in any way. She wished evidently to
owe nothing to him. She had begun by leaving the room when he came
in, after the conversation she had had with her father; but at Mr
Bradshaw's first expression of his wish that she should remain, she
remained--silent, indifferent, inattentive to all that was going on;
at least there was this appearance of inattention. She would work
away at her sewing as if she were to earn her liv
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