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Linley and the child, and my excellent courier had found such a charming place of retreat for them in one of the suburbs of Hanover, that 'she saw no reason now for taking the shocking course that I had recommended to her so repugnant to all her most cherished convictions; so sinful and so shameful in its doing of evil that good might come.
"Wanstead, October 22, 1792. "Your brother has taken a house in this village very near me, where he means to place his dear little girl to be as much as possible under my projection. Sheridan, in an Elegy, written by her brother, Mr. William Linley, soon after the news of the sad event reached him in India: "Oh most beloved! my sister and my friend!
Dolman, of York, who happened to be resident at Lisle at the time, was called in to attend her; and in order that she might be more directly under his care, he and Mrs. Dolman invited her to their house, where she was found by Mr. Linley, on his arrival in pursuit of her. After a few words of private explanation from Sheridan, which had the effect of reconciling him to his truant daughter, Mr.
For a long time he contrived to keep his attachment a secret from his elder brother, Charles, and from his friend Halhed, both of whom were madly in love with Miss Linley, and neither of whom appears to have had the faintest suspicion of finding a rival, the one in so close a kinsman, the other in his own familiar friend.
"Quite satisfied," Linley said and left the room. His mother-in-law looked after him with a familiar expression of opinion, and a smile of supreme contempt. "You fool!" Only two words; and yet there seemed to be some hidden meaning in them relating perhaps to what might happen on the next day which gently tickled Mrs. Presty in the region assigned by phrenologists to the sense of self-esteem.
Here, the remains of the Roman wall, crowded in among mere, middle-aged things; there the place where Queen Elizabeth stayed, or Queen Anne; where "Catherine Morland" lodged, or "General Tilney"; where "Miss Elliot" and "Captain Wentworth" met; where John Hales was born, and Terry, the actor; where Sir Sidney Smith and De Quincey went to school; the house whence Elizabeth Linley eloped with Sheridan; the place where the "King of Bath," poor old Nash, died poor and neglected; and so on, ad infinitum, all the way to Prior Park, where Pope stayed with Ralph Allen, rancorously reviling the town and its sulphur-laden air.
At the two first words, she stopped and began to clean her spectacles. Had her own eyes deceived her? Or had Herbert Linley actually addressed her daughter after having been guilty of the cruelest wrong that a husband can inflict on a wife as "Dear Catherine"? Yes: there were the words, when she put her spectacles on again. Was he in his right senses? or had he written in a state of intoxication?
The trial of temper produced by this state of hesitation, and by the secret doubts which it encouraged, led insensibly to a certain estrangement which Linley in particular was morbidly unwilling to acknowledge.
He made the best apology in his power: he said his nerves were out of order, and asked her to excuse him if he had spoken roughly. There was no unfriendly feeling on either side; and yet there was something wanting in the reconciliation. Mrs. Linley left her husband, shaken by a conflict of feelings. At one moment she felt angry with him; at another she felt angry with herself.
She made a resolute effort to speak to him coldly she called him "Mr. Linley" she bade him good-by. It was useless. He stood between her and the door; he disregarded what she had said as if he had not heard it. "Hardly a day passes," he owned to her, "that I don't think of you." "You shouldn't tell me that!" "How can I see you again and not tell you?" She burst out with a last entreaty.
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