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LETTER the THIRD
Jane Austen
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       _ LETTER the THIRD
       From a YOUNG LADY in distressed Circumstances to her freind
       A few days ago I was at a private Ball given by Mr Ashburnham.
       As my Mother never goes out she entrusted me to the care of Lady
       Greville who did me the honour of calling for me in her way and
       of allowing me to sit forwards, which is a favour about which I
       am very indifferent especially as I know it is considered as
       confering a great obligation on me "So Miss Maria (said her
       Ladyship as she saw me advancing to the door of the Carriage) you
       seem very smart to night-- MY poor Girls will appear quite to
       disadvantage by YOU-- I only hope your Mother may not have
       distressed herself to set YOU off. Have you got a new Gown on?"
       "Yes Ma'am." replied I with as much indifference as I could
       assume.
       "Aye, and a fine one too I think--(feeling it, as by her
       permission I seated myself by her) I dare say it is all very
       smart--But I must own, for you know I always speak my mind, that
       I think it was quite a needless piece of expence--Why could not
       you have worn your old striped one? It is not my way to find
       fault with People because they are poor, for I always think that
       they are more to be despised and pitied than blamed for it,
       especially if they cannot help it, but at the same time I must
       say that in my opinion your old striped Gown would have been
       quite fine enough for its Wearer--for to tell you the truth (I
       always speak my mind) I am very much afraid that one half of the
       people in the room will not know whether you have a Gown on or
       not--But I suppose you intend to make your fortune to night--.
       Well, the sooner the better; and I wish you success."
       "Indeed Ma'am I have no such intention--"
       "Who ever heard a young Lady own that she was a Fortune-hunter?"
       Miss Greville laughed but I am sure Ellen felt for me.
       "Was your Mother gone to bed before you left her?" said her
       Ladyship.
       "Dear Ma'am, said Ellen it is but nine o'clock."
       "True Ellen, but Candles cost money, and Mrs Williams is too wise
       to be extravagant."
       "She was just sitting down to supper Ma'am."
       "And what had she got for supper?" "I did not observe." "Bread
       and Cheese I suppose." "I should never wish for a better
       supper." said Ellen. "You have never any reason replied her
       Mother, as a better is always provided for you." Miss Greville
       laughed excessively, as she constantly does at her Mother's wit.
       Such is the humiliating Situation in which I am forced to appear
       while riding in her Ladyship's Coach--I dare not be impertinent,
       as my Mother is always admonishing me to be humble and patient if
       I wish to make my way in the world. She insists on my accepting
       every invitation of Lady Greville, or you may be certain that I
       would never enter either her House, or her Coach with the
       disagreable certainty I always have of being abused for my
       Poverty while I am in them.--When we arrived at Ashburnham, it
       was nearly ten o'clock, which was an hour and a half later than
       we were desired to be there; but Lady Greville is too fashionable
       (or fancies herself to be so) to be punctual. The Dancing
       however was not begun as they waited for Miss Greville. I had
       not been long in the room before I was engaged to dance by Mr
       Bernard, but just as we were going to stand up, he recollected
       that his Servant had got his white Gloves, and immediately ran
       out to fetch them. In the mean time the Dancing began and Lady
       Greville in passing to another room went exactly before me--She
       saw me and instantly stopping, said to me though there were
       several people close to us,
       "Hey day, Miss Maria! What cannot you get a partner? Poor Young
       Lady! I am afraid your new Gown was put on for nothing. But do
       not despair; perhaps you may get a hop before the Evening is
       over." So saying, she passed on without hearing my repeated
       assurance of being engaged, and leaving me very much provoked at
       being so exposed before every one--Mr Bernard however soon
       returned and by coming to me the moment he entered the room, and
       leading me to the Dancers my Character I hope was cleared from
       the imputation Lady Greville had thrown on it, in the eyes of all
       the old Ladies who had heard her speech. I soon forgot all my
       vexations in the pleasure of dancing and of having the most
       agreable partner in the room. As he is moreover heir to a very
       large Estate I could see that Lady Greville did not look very
       well pleased when she found who had been his Choice--She was
       determined to mortify me, and accordingly when we were sitting
       down between the dances, she came to me with more than her usual
       insulting importance attended by Miss Mason and said loud enough
       to be heard by half the people in the room, "Pray Miss Maria in
       what way of business was your Grandfather? for Miss Mason and I
       cannot agree whether he was a Grocer or a Bookbinder." I saw that
       she wanted to mortify me, and was resolved if I possibly could to
       Prevent her seeing that her scheme succeeded. "Neither Madam; he
       was a Wine Merchant." "Aye, I knew he was in some such low way--
       He broke did not he?" "I beleive not Ma'am." "Did not he
       abscond?" "I never heard that he did." "At least he died
       insolvent?" "I was never told so before." "Why, was not your
       FATHER as poor as a Rat" "I fancy not." "Was not he in the
       Kings Bench once?" "I never saw him there." She gave me SUCH a
       look, and turned away in a great passion; while I was half
       delighted with myself for my impertinence, and half afraid of
       being thought too saucy. As Lady Greville was extremely angry
       with me, she took no further notice of me all the Evening, and
       indeed had I been in favour I should have been equally neglected,
       as she was got into a Party of great folks and she never speaks
       to me when she can to anyone else. Miss Greville was with her
       Mother's party at supper, but Ellen preferred staying with the
       Bernards and me. We had a very pleasant Dance and as Lady G--
       slept all the way home, I had a very comfortable ride.
       The next day while we were at dinner Lady Greville's Coach
       stopped at the door, for that is the time of day she generally
       contrives it should. She sent in a message by the servant to say
       that "she should not get out but that Miss Maria must come to the
       Coach-door, as she wanted to speak to her, and that she must make
       haste and come immediately--" "What an impertinent Message Mama!"
       said I--"Go Maria--" replied she--Accordingly I went and was
       obliged to stand there at her Ladyships pleasure though the Wind
       was extremely high and very cold.
       "Why I think Miss Maria you are not quite so smart as you were
       last night--But I did not come to examine your dress, but to
       tell you that you may dine with us the day after tomorrow--Not
       tomorrow, remember, do not come tomorrow, for we expect Lord and
       Lady Clermont and Sir Thomas Stanley's family--There will be no
       occasion for your being very fine for I shant send the Carriage--
       If it rains you may take an umbrella--" I could hardly help
       laughing at hearing her give me leave to keep myself dry--"And
       pray remember to be in time, for I shant wait--I hate my Victuals
       over-done--But you need not come before the time--How does your
       Mother do? She is at dinner is not she?" "Yes Ma'am we were in
       the middle of dinner when your Ladyship came." "I am afraid you
       find it very cold Maria." said Ellen. "Yes, it is an horrible
       East wind --said her Mother--I assure you I can hardly bear the
       window down--But you are used to be blown about by the wind Miss
       Maria and that is what has made your Complexion so rudely and
       coarse. You young Ladies who cannot often ride in a Carriage
       never mind what weather you trudge in, or how the wind shews your
       legs. I would not have my Girls stand out of doors as you do in
       such a day as this. But some sort of people have no feelings
       either of cold or Delicacy--Well, remember that we shall expect
       you on Thursday at 5 o'clock--You must tell your Maid to come
       for you at night--There will be no Moon--and you will have an
       horrid walk home--My compts to Your Mother--I am afraid your
       dinner will be cold--Drive on--" And away she went, leaving me in
       a great passion with her as she always does.
       Maria Williams. _