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"
An
artful
designing
woman
?
Yes
,
so
she
is
,
and
she
does
speak
ill
of
every
one
--
but
I
am
certain
that
woman
has
made
Rawdon
drink
.
All
those
low
people
do
--
"
"
He
was
very
much
affected
at
seeing
you
,
ma'am
,
"
the
companion
said
;
"
and
I
am
sure
,
when
you
remember
that
he
is
going
to
the
field
of
danger
--
"
"
How
much
money
has
he
promised
you
,
Briggs
?
"
the
old
spinster
cried
out
,
working
herself
into
a
nervous
rage
--
"
there
now
,
of
course
you
begin
to
cry
.
I
hate
scenes
.
Why
am
I
always
to
be
worried
?
Go
and
cry
up
in
your
own
room
,
and
send
Firkin
to
me
--
no
,
stop
,
sit
down
and
blow
your
nose
,
and
leave
off
crying
,
and
write
a
letter
to
Captain
Crawley
.
"
Poor
Briggs
went
and
placed
herself
obediently
at
the
writing-book
.
Its
leaves
were
blotted
all
over
with
relics
of
the
firm
,
strong
,
rapid
handwriting
of
the
spinster
's
late
amanuensis
,
Mrs.
Bute
Crawley
.
"
Begin
'
My
dear
sir
,
'
or
'
Dear
sir
,
'
that
will
be
better
,
and
say
you
are
desired
by
Miss
Crawley
--
no
,
by
Miss
Crawley
's
medical
man
,
by
Mr.
Creamer
,
to
state
that
my
health
is
such
that
all
strong
emotions
would
be
dangerous
in
my
present
delicate
condition
--
and
that
I
must
decline
any
family
discussions
or
interviews
whatever
.
And
thank
him
for
coming
to
Brighton
,
and
so
forth
,
and
beg
him
not
to
stay
any
longer
on
my
account
.
And
,
Miss
Briggs
,
you
may
add
that
I
wish
him
a
bon
voyage
,
and
that
if
he
will
take
the
trouble
to
call
upon
my
lawyer
's
in
Gray
's
Inn
Square
,
he
will
find
there
a
communication
for
him
.
Yes
,
that
will
do
;
and
that
will
make
him
leave
Brighton
.
"
The
benevolent
Briggs
penned
this
sentence
with
the
utmost
satisfaction
.
"
To
seize
upon
me
the
very
day
after
Mrs.
Bute
was
gone
,
"
the
old
lady
prattled
on
;
"
it
was
too
indecent
.
Briggs
,
my
dear
,
write
to
Mrs.
Crawley
,
and
say
SHE
need
n't
come
back
.
No
--
she
need
n't
--
and
she
sha
n't
--
and
I
wo
n't
be
a
slave
in
my
own
house
--
and
I
wo
n't
be
starved
and
choked
with
poison
.
They
all
want
to
kill
me
--
all
--
all
"
--
and
with
this
the
lonely
old
woman
burst
into
a
scream
of
hysterical
tears
.
The
last
scene
of
her
dismal
Vanity
Fair
comedy
was
fast
approaching
;
the
tawdry
lamps
were
going
out
one
by
one
;
and
the
dark
curtain
was
almost
ready
to
descend
.
That
final
paragraph
,
which
referred
Rawdon
to
Miss
Crawley
's
solicitor
in
London
,
and
which
Briggs
had
written
so
good-naturedly
,
consoled
the
dragoon
and
his
wife
somewhat
,
after
their
first
blank
disappointment
,
on
reading
the
spinster
's
refusal
of
a
reconciliation
.
And
it
effected
the
purpose
for
which
the
old
lady
had
caused
it
to
be
written
,
by
making
Rawdon
very
eager
to
get
to
London
.
Out
of
Jos
's
losings
and
George
Osborne
's
bank-notes
,
he
paid
his
bill
at
the
inn
,
the
landlord
whereof
does
not
probably
know
to
this
day
how
doubtfully
his
account
once
stood
.
For
,
as
a
general
sends
his
baggage
to
the
rear
before
an
action
,
Rebecca
had
wisely
packed
up
all
their
chief
valuables
and
sent
them
off
under
care
of
George
's
servant
,
who
went
in
charge
of
the
trunks
on
the
coach
back
to
London
.
Rawdon
and
his
wife
returned
by
the
same
conveyance
next
day
.
