Lady Darnford was also pleased to make me a fine
compliment, and said, I looked freer and easier every time she saw me.
Dear heart! I wish, thought I, you would spare these compliments; for I
shall have some joke, I doubt, passed on me by-and-by, that will make me
suffer for all these fine things.
Mr. Peters said, softly, God bless you, dear daughter!--But not so much
as my wife knows it.--Sir Simon came in last, and took me by the hand,
and said, Mr. B----, by your leave; and kissed my hand five or six times,
as if he was mad; and held it with both his, and made a very free jest,
by way of compliment, in his way. Well, I think a young rake is hardly
tolerable; but an old rake, and an old beau, are two very sad things!--
And all this before daughters, women-grown!--I whispered my dearest, a
little after, and said, I fear I shall suffer much from Sir Simon's rude
jokes, by-and-by, when you reveal the matter.--'Tis his way, my dear,
said he; you must now grow above these things.--Miss Nanny Darnford said
to me, with a sort of half grave, ironical air,--Well, Miss Andrews, if I
may judge by your easy deportment now, to what it was when I saw you
last, I hope you will let my sister, if you won't me, see the happy knot
tied! For she is quite wild about it.
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