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[246] _Memoir_, p. 104.
[247] Afterwards, Lady Pollen, of Redenham, near Andover, and then at a school in London.
[248] Layton and Shears, a millinery establishment at 9 Henrietta Street, Covent Garden.
[249] After the death of his wife, Henry Austen moved into chambers over his bank, 10 Henrietta Street, Covent Garden.
[250] This letter is full of allusions to _Pride and Prejudice_.
[251] Two of Henry Austen's clerks.
[252] Mr. Tilson was a partner of Henry Austen.
[253] Miss Darcy.
[254] _Sailor Brothers_, p. 233. One paragraph in this letter (respecting the marriage of Mr. Blackall) is quoted in Chapter VI.
[255] Edward Knight, whom his uncle Henry was about to take to Scotland.
See p. 279.
[256] _Pride and Prejudice_ was sold outright to Mr. Egerton; and this implies that the sum given was 110.
CHAPTER XVI
_MANSFIELD PARK_
1812-1814
Jane was now about to pay what proved to be her last visit to G.o.dmersham. On the way thither she, with one division of the Knight family party, halted for a couple of days in London, to stay with Henry at 10 Henrietta Street.
Henrietta Street: Wednesday [September 15, 1813, 1/2 past 8].
Here I am, my dearest Ca.s.sandra, seated in the breakfast-, dining-, sitting-room, beginning with all my might. f.a.n.n.y will join me as soon as she is dressed and begin her letter.
We arrived at a quarter-past four, and were kindly welcomed by the coachman, and then by his master, and then by William, and then by Mrs. Perigord,[257]
who all met us before we reached the foot of the stairs. Mde. Bigeon was below dressing us a most comfortable dinner of soup, fish, bouillee, partridges, and an apple tart, which we sat down to soon after five, after cleaning and dressing ourselves, and feeling that we were most commodiously disposed of.
The little adjoining dressing-room to our apartment makes f.a.n.n.y and myself very well off indeed, and as we have poor Eliza's bed our s.p.a.ce is ample every way.
Lady Robert is delighted with _P. and P._,[258]
and really _was_ so, as I understand, before she knew who wrote it, for, of course, she knows now.
He told her with as much satisfaction as if it were my wish. He did not tell _me_ this, but he told f.a.n.n.y. And Mr. Hastings! I am quite delighted with what such a man writes about it. Henry sent him the books after his return from Daylesford, but you will hear the letter too.
f.a.n.n.y and the two little girls are gone to take places for to-night at Covent Garden; _Clandestine Marriage_ and _Midas_. The latter will be a fine show for L. and M.[259] They revelled last night in _Don Juan_, whom we left in h.e.l.l at half-past eleven. We had scaramouch and a ghost, and were delighted. I speak of _them_; _my_ delight was very tranquil, and the rest of us were sober-minded. _Don Juan_ was the last of three musical things. _Five Hours at Brighton_, in three acts--of which one was over before we arrived, none the worse--and the _Beehive_, rather less flat and trumpery.
Miss Hare had some pretty caps, and is to make me one like one of them, only _white_ satin instead of blue. It will be white satin and lace, and a little white flower perking out of the left ear, like Harriot Byron's feather. I have allowed her to go as far as 1 16_s._ My gown is to be trimmed everywhere with white ribbon plaited on somehow or other. She says it will look well. I am not sanguine. They trim with white very much.
Mr. Hall was very punctual yesterday, and curled me out at a great rate. I thought it looked hideous, and longed for a snug cap instead, but my companions silenced me by their admiration.
We had very good places in the box next the stage-box, front and second row; the three old ones behind of course. I was particularly disappointed at seeing nothing of Mr. Crabbe. I felt sure of him when I saw that the boxes were fitted up with crimson velvet.
It was not possible for me to get the worsteds yesterday. I heard Edward last night pressing Henry to come to [? G.o.dmersham], and I think Henry engaged to go there after his November collection.[260] Nothing has been done as to _S.
and S._ The books came to hand too late for him to have time for it before he went.
I long to have you hear Mr. H.'s opinion of _P.
and P._ His admiring my Elizabeth so much is particularly welcome to me.
Miss Austen, Chawton.
Her delight at the appreciation of her book by Warren Hastings may be compared with a pa.s.sage from Madame d'Arblay's diary, which forms a curious link between the two writers.
Mrs. Cooke [Jane Austen's cousin], my excellent neighbour, came in just now to read me a paragraph of a letter from Mrs. Leigh of Oxfordshire, her sister.[261] . . . After much civility about the new work [_Camilla_] and its author, it finishes thus: 'Mr. Hastings I saw just now; I told him what was going forward; he gave a great jump and exclaimed: "Well, then, now I can serve her, thank heaven, and I will! I will write to Anderson to engage Scotland, and I will attack the East Indies myself."'[262]
Henrietta Street: Thursday [September 16, 1813, after dinner].
Thank you, my dearest Ca.s.sandra, for the nice long letter I sent off this morning.
We are now all four of us young ladies sitting round the circular table in the inner room writing our letters, while the two brothers are having a comfortable coze in the room adjoining. It is to be a quiet evening, much to the satisfaction of four of the six. My eyes are quite tired of dust and lamps.
We . . . went to Wedgwood's, where my brother and f.a.n.n.y chose a dinner set. I believe the pattern is a small lozenge in purple, between lines of narrow gold, and it is to have the crest.
With love to you all, including Triggs,[263] I remain,
Yours very affectionately, J. AUSTEN.
The journey from London to G.o.dmersham was no doubt duly narrated in a letter now missing. Those from G.o.dmersham are filled with the ordinary comings and goings of a large family party, and allusions to Kent neighbours--of whom Ca.s.sandra would know just enough to be interested in their proceedings.
G.o.dmersham Park: Thursday [September 23, 1813].