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We
must
pass
over
a
part
of
Mrs.
Rebecca
Crawley
's
biography
with
that
lightness
and
delicacy
which
the
world
demands
--
the
moral
world
,
that
has
,
perhaps
,
no
particular
objection
to
vice
,
but
an
insuperable
repugnance
to
hearing
vice
called
by
its
proper
name
.
There
are
things
we
do
and
know
perfectly
well
in
Vanity
Fair
,
though
we
never
speak
of
them
:
as
the
Ahrimanians
worship
the
devil
,
but
do
n't
mention
him
:
and
a
polite
public
will
no
more
bear
to
read
an
authentic
description
of
vice
than
a
truly
refined
English
or
American
female
will
permit
the
word
breeches
to
be
pronounced
in
her
chaste
hearing
.
And
yet
,
madam
,
both
are
walking
the
world
before
our
faces
every
day
,
without
much
shocking
us
.
If
you
were
to
blush
every
time
they
went
by
,
what
complexions
you
would
have
!
It
is
only
when
their
naughty
names
are
called
out
that
your
modesty
has
any
occasion
to
show
alarm
or
sense
of
outrage
,
and
it
has
been
the
wish
of
the
present
writer
,
all
through
this
story
,
deferentially
to
submit
to
the
fashion
at
present
prevailing
,
and
only
to
hint
at
the
existence
of
wickedness
in
a
light
,
easy
,
and
agreeable
manner
,
so
that
nobody
's
fine
feelings
may
be
offended
.
I
defy
any
one
to
say
that
our
Becky
,
who
has
certainly
some
vices
,
has
not
been
presented
to
the
public
in
a
perfectly
genteel
and
inoffensive
manner
.
In
describing
this
Siren
,
singing
and
smiling
,
coaxing
and
cajoling
,
the
author
,
with
modest
pride
,
asks
his
readers
all
round
,
has
he
once
forgotten
the
laws
of
politeness
,
and
showed
the
monster
's
hideous
tail
above
water
?
No
!
Those
who
like
may
peep
down
under
waves
that
are
pretty
transparent
and
see
it
writhing
and
twirling
,
diabolically
hideous
and
slimy
,
flapping
amongst
bones
,
or
curling
round
corpses
;
but
above
the
waterline
,
I
ask
,
has
not
everything
been
proper
,
agreeable
,
and
decorous
,
and
has
any
the
most
squeamish
immoralist
in
Vanity
Fair
a
right
to
cry
fie
?
When
,
however
,
the
Siren
disappears
and
dives
below
,
down
among
the
dead
men
,
the
water
of
course
grows
turbid
over
her
,
and
it
is
labour
lost
to
look
into
it
ever
so
curiously
.
They
look
pretty
enough
when
they
sit
upon
a
rock
,
twanging
their
harps
and
combing
their
hair
,
and
sing
,
and
beckon
to
you
to
come
and
hold
the
looking-glass
;
but
when
they
sink
into
their
native
element
,
depend
on
it
,
those
mermaids
are
about
no
good
,
and
we
had
best
not
examine
the
fiendish
marine
cannibals
,
revelling
and
feasting
on
their
wretched
pickled
victims
.
And
so
,
when
Becky
is
out
of
the
way
,
be
sure
that
she
is
not
particularly
well
employed
,
and
that
the
less
that
is
said
about
her
doings
is
in
fact
the
better
.
If
we
were
to
give
a
full
account
of
her
proceedings
during
a
couple
of
years
that
followed
after
the
Curzon
Street
catastrophe
,
there
might
be
some
reason
for
people
to
say
this
book
was
improper
.
The
actions
of
very
vain
,
heartless
,
pleasure-seeking
people
are
very
often
improper
(
as
are
many
of
yours
,
my
friend
with
the
grave
face
and
spotless
reputation
--
but
that
is
merely
by
the
way
)
;
and
what
are
those
of
a
woman
without
faith
--
or
love
--
or
character
?
And
I
am
inclined
to
think
that
there
was
a
period
in
Mrs
Becky
's
life
when
she
was
seized
,
not
by
remorse
,
but
by
a
kind
of
despair
,
and
absolutely
neglected
her
person
and
did
not
even
care
for
her
reputation
.
This
abattement
and
degradation
did
not
take
place
all
at
once
;
it
was
brought
about
by
degrees
,
after
her
calamity
,
and
after
many
struggles
to
keep
up
--
as
a
man
who
goes
overboard
hangs
on
to
a
spar
whilst
any
hope
is
left
,
and
then
flings
it
away
and
goes
down
,
when
he
finds
that
struggling
is
in
vain
.
She
lingered
about
London
whilst
her
husband
was
making
preparations
for
his
departure
to
his
seat
of
government
,
and
it
is
believed
made
more
than
one
attempt
to
see
her
brother-in-law
,
Sir
Pitt
Crawley
,
and
to
work
upon
his
feelings
,
which
she
had
almost
enlisted
in
her
favour
.
As
Sir
Pitt
and
Mr.
Wenham
were
walking
down
to
the
House
of
Commons
,
the
latter
spied
Mrs.
Rawdon
in
a
black
veil
,
and
lurking
near
the
palace
of
the
legislature
.
She
sneaked
away
when
her
eyes
met
those
of
Wenham
,
and
indeed
never
succeeded
in
her
designs
upon
the
Baronet
.
Probably
Lady
Jane
interposed
.
I
have
heard
that
she
quite
astonished
her
husband
by
the
spirit
which
she
exhibited
in
this
quarrel
,
and
her
determination
to
disown
Mrs.
Becky
.
Of
her
own
movement
,
she
invited
Rawdon
to
come
and
stop
in
Gaunt
Street
until
his
departure
for
Coventry
Island
,
knowing
that
with
him
for
a
guard
Mrs.
Becky
would
not
try
to
force
her
door
;
and
she
looked
curiously
at
the
superscriptions
of
all
the
letters
which
arrived
for
Sir
Pitt
,
lest
he
and
his
sister-in-law
should
be
corresponding
.
Not
but
that
Rebecca
could
have
written
had
she
a
mind
,
but
she
did
not
try
to
see
or
to
write
to
Pitt
at
his
own
house
,
and
after
one
or
two
attempts
consented
to
his
demand
that
the
correspondence
regarding
her
conjugal
differences
should
be
carried
on
by
lawyers
only
.
The
fact
was
that
Pitt
's
mind
had
been
poisoned
against
her
.
A
short
time
after
Lord
Steyne
's
accident
Wenham
had
been
with
the
Baronet
and
given
him
such
a
biography
of
Mrs.
Becky
as
had
astonished
the
member
for
Queen
's
Crawley
.
He
knew
everything
regarding
her
:
who
her
father
was
;
in
what
year
her
mother
danced
at
the
opera
;
what
had
been
her
previous
history
;
and
what
her
conduct
during
her
married
life
--
as
I
have
no
doubt
that
the
greater
part
of
the
story
was
false
and
dictated
by
interested
malevolence
,
it
shall
not
be
repeated
here
.
But
Becky
was
left
with
a
sad
sad
reputation
in
the
esteem
of
a
country
gentleman
and
relative
who
had
been
once
rather
partial
to
her
.
The
revenues
of
the
Governor
of
Coventry
Island
are
not
large
.
