Book four, Chapter two of The Female Quixote, Volume one. Read by Bob Neufeld. The Female Quixote by Charlotte Lennox. Book four, Chapter two, in which a very pleasing conversation is left unfinished. As Arabella was in this part of her discourse, a servant came to inform her that Sir Charles Glanville was just alighted, upon which Miss Glanville flew to receive her father, and Arabella, walking a little slower after her, gave Sir George an opportunity of holding a little longer conversation with her. I dare believe, madam, said he, when you read the story of the unfortunate Alexander, your fair eyes did not refuse to shed some tears at the barbarous and shameful death he was going to suffer. Yet I assure you, melancholy as his situation was, it was also very glorious for him, since he had the sublime satisfaction of dying for a person he adored, and had the ravishing pleasure to know that his fate would draw tears from that lovely princess for whom he sacrificed his life. Such a conditioned madam ought to be envied rather than pitted, for, next to the happiness of possessing the person one adores, certainly the glory of dying for her is most to be coveted. Arabella, pleasantly surprised to hear language so conformable to her own ideas, looked for a moment upon the baronet with a most enchanting complacency in her eyes. "'It must be confessed, sir,' said she, that you speak very rationally upon these matters, and by the tenderness and generosity of your sentiments you give me cause to believe that your heart is prepossessed with some object worthy of inspiring them. Sir George, seeming as if he struggled to suppress a sigh, "'You are in the right, madam,' said he, to suppose that if my heart be prepossessed with any object, it is with one who is capable of inspiring a very sublime passion, and I assure you, if ever it submits to any fetters, they shall be imposed on me by the fairest person in the world.' "'Since love is not voluntary,' replied Arabella, smiling, it may happen that your heart may be surprised by a meaner beauty than such as one you describe. However, as a lover has always an extraordinary partiality for the beloved object, it is probable what you say may come to pass, and you may be in love with the fairest person in the world, in your opinion.' They were now so near the house that Sir George could reply no other ways than by a very passionate glance, which Arabella did not observe, being in haste to pay her respects to her uncle whom she met just going on to Mr. Glanville. Her looks were directed to him. Sir Charles, saluting her with great affection, they all went into Mr. Glanville's chamber, who received his father with the utmost respect and tenderness, extremely regretting the trouble he had been at in taking a journey to the castle upon his account, and gently blaming his sister for her precipitancy in alarming him so soon. Sir Charles, extremely overjoyed to find him so well recovered, would not allow him to blame Miss Glanville for what she had done, but addressing himself to his niece, he thanked her for the care she had taken of Mr. Glanville in very obliging terms. Arabella could not help blushing at her uncle's compliment, supposing he thanked her for having restored her cousin to his health. "'I assure you, sir,' said she, Mr. Glanville is less obliged to my commands than to the goodness of his constitution for his recovery, and herein he was not so obedient as many persons I could name to him. Mr. Glanville, willing to prevent the company's observation upon this speech, began to acquaint his father with the rise and progress of his distemper. Yet though the old man listened with great attention to his son while he was speaking, yet not having lost a word of what Arabella had said as soon as he was done, he turned to his niece and asked her how she could be so unjust to accuse his son of disobedience because he did not recover when she commanded him.   "'Alas,' replied Sir George, "'you beauties make very nice distinctions in these cases, and think if you do not directly command your lovers to die, you are no ways accountable for their death. And when a lover, as it often happens, dies through despair of ever being able to make himself beloved, or being doomed to banishment or silent falls into a fever from which nothing but kindness can recover him, and that being denied, he patiently expires. I say, when these things happen, as they certainly do every day, how can you hold yourselves guiltless of their deaths which are apparently occasioned either by your scorn or insensibility?' Sir Charles and Miss Glanville were extremely diverted at this speech of Sir George's, and Mr. Glanville, though he would have wished he had been rallying any other person's follies than his cousins, yet could not help smiling at the solemn accent in which he delivered himself. Arabella, mightily pleased with his manner of talking, was resolved to furnish him with more occasions of diverting the company at her expense.  But pray, what would you have a lady do, whom an importunate lover presumes to declare his passion to? You know it is not permitted us to listen to such discourses, and you know also whoever is guilty of such an offence merits a most rigorous punishment. Moreover, you find that when a sentence of banishment or silence is pronounced upon them, these unhappy criminals are so conscious of the justice of their doom that they never murmur against their judge who condemns them, and therefore whatever are their fates, in consequence of that anger they have incurred, the ladies thus offended ought not to be charged with it as any cruel exertion of their power." "'Such eloquence as yours, madam,' replied Sir George, "'might defend things yet more unjustifiable. However, you must give me leave, as being interested in the safety of my sex, still to be of the opinion that no man ought to be hated, because he adores a beautiful object and consecrates all his moments to her service. Questionless!' resumed Arabella, he will not be hated, while out of the respect and reverence he bears her, he carefully conceals his passion from her knowledge, but as soon as ever he breaks through the bounds which that respect prescribes him and lets her understand his true sentiments, he has reason to expect a most rigorous sentence, since he certainly, by that presumption, has greatly deserved it." "'If the ladies,' replied Sir George, "'were more equitable and would make some distinctions between those who really love them in a passionate and respectful silence, and others who do not feel the power of their charms, they might spare themselves the trouble of hearing what so mortally offends them. But when a lady sees a man every day, who by his looks, size, and solicitude to please her, by his numberless services and constant attendance of her, makes it evident that his soul is possessed with a violent passion for her, I say, when a lady sees and yet will not see all this, and persists in using a passionate adorer with all the indifference due to a man wholly insensible of the power of her charms, what must he do in such a mortifying situation, but make known his torments to her that occasions them, in order to prevail upon her to have some sense of what he does and feels hourly for her sake. But since he gains nothing by the discovery of his passion,' resumed Arabella, "'but on the contrary loses the advantages he was before possessed of, which were very great, since he might see and discourse with his mistress every day, and happily have the honour to do her a great many petty services and receive some of her commands, all these advantages he loses when he declares he loves. And truly, I think, a man who is so unwise as to hazard a certain happiness for a very improbable hope, deserves to be punished as well for his folly as presumption, and upon both these accounts, banishment is not too rigorous a sentence. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Read by Bob Neufeld. The Female Quixote by Charlotte Lennox. Book 4 Chapter 3 Definition of Love and Beauty The Necessary Qualities of a Hero and Heroin Though, replied Mr. Glanville, you are very severe in the treatment you think it necessary our sex should receive from yours, yet I wish some of our town beauties were, if not altogether of your opinion, yet sufficiently so as to make it a slavery for a man to be in their company. For unless one talks of love to these fairer coquettes the whole time one is with them, they are quite displeased, and look upon a man who can think anything but themselves worthy his thoughts or observation with the utmost contempt. How often have you and I, Sir George, pursued he, pitted the condition of a few men of sense who are sometimes among the cloud of bow who attend the two sister beauties to all places of polite diversion in town. For those ladies think it a mortal injury done to their charms if the men about them have eyes or ears for any object but their faces, or any sound but that of their voices, so that the connoisseurs in music who attend them to run along must stop their ears like Ulysses when the siren frozzy sings, and the wits who gallant them to the side-box must lay a much greater constraint upon themselves in order to resist the soul-moving Garrick and appear insensible while he is upon the stage. Upon my soul, added Sir George, forgetting the character he assumed, when I have seen some persons of my acquaintance talking to the eldest of those ladies, while one of Congreaves' comedies has been acting, his face quite turned from the stage and hers overspread with an eternal smile, her fine eyes sometimes lifted up in a beautiful surprise, and a little enchanting giggle half hid from her fan, in spite of their inattention I have been ready to imagine he was entertaining her with remarks upon the play, which she was judicious enough to understand, and yet I have afterwards been informed by himself that nothing was less in their thoughts and all that variety in her face and that extreme seeming earnestness in his discourse was occasioned by the most trifling subjects imaginable. He perhaps had been telling her how the sight of her squirrel, which peeped out of her pocket, surprised some ladies she was visiting and what they said upon her fondness for it when she was gone, blaming them at the same time for their want of delicacy in not knowing how to set a right value upon such pleasing animals, hence preceded her smiles, the lifting up of her eyes, the half stifled laugh, and all the pretty gestures that appeared so wonderfully charming to all those who did not hear their discourse, and it is upon such trifles as these, or else in the inexhaustible subject of their charms, that all who are ambitious of being near these miracles are under a necessity of talking. And pray, interrupted Arabella, what subjects afford matter for a more pleasing variety of conversation than those of beauty and love? Can we speak of any object so capable of delighting as beauty, or of any passion of the mind more sublime and pleasing than love? With submission, madam, said Glanville, I conceive all that can be said either a beauty or of love may be comprised in a very few words. All who have eyes and behold true beauty will be ready to confess it is a very pleasing object, and all that can be said of it may be said in very few words, for when we have run over the catalogue of charms and mentioned fine eyes, fine hair, delicate complexion, regular features, and an elegant shape, we can only add a few epithets more, such as lovely, dangerous, enchanting, irresistible, and the like, and everything that can be said of beauty is exhausted. And so likewise it is with love, we know that admiration precedes it, that beauty kindles it, hope keeps it alive, and despair puts an end to it, and that subject may be as soon discussed as the other by the judicious use of proper words, such as wounds, darts, fires, languishings, dyings, torture, rack, jealousy, and a few more of no signification but upon this subject. Certainly, sir, said Arabella, you have not well considered what you say, since you maintain that love and beauty are subjects easily and quickly discussed. Take the pains I beseech you to reflect a little upon those numerous and long conversations which these subjects have given rise to in Clalia and the Grand Cyrus, where the most illustrious and greatest personages in the world manage the disputes, and the agreeable diversity of their sentiments on these heads affords a most pleasing and rational entertainment. You will find there that the greatest conquerors and heroes of invincible valor reason with the most exact and scrupulous nicety upon love and beauty, the superiority of fair and brown hair, controverted by warriors with as much eagerness as they dispute for victory in the field, and the different effects of that passion upon different hearts defined with the utmost accuracy and eloquence. I must own, interrupted Sir Charles, I should have but a mean opinion of those warriors, as you call them, who could busy themselves in talking of such trifles, and be apt to imagine such insignificant fellows who would wrangle about the color of their mistresses' hair would be the first to turn their backs upon the enemy in battle. Is it possible, Sir, resumed Arabella glowing with indignation, that you can entertain such unworthy thoughts of heroes who merit the admiration and praise of all ages for their inestimable valor, whom the spears of a whole army opposed to each of their single swords would not oblige to fly? What think you, Sir? pursued she, looking at Sir George, of the injurious words my uncle has uttered against those heroic princes whose courage I believe you are as well acquainted with as myself? The great Orondates, the invincible Artaban, the valiant and fortunate Artamanes, the irresistible Juba, the incomparable Cleomedon and and hundred other heroes I could name, are all injured by this unjust assertion of my uncle, since certainly they were not more famous for their noble and wonderful actions in war than for the sublimity and constancy of their affections in love. Some of these heroes you have named, replied Sir George, had the misfortune, even in their lives, to be very cruelly vilified. The great Orondates was a long time accused of treachery to his divine princess. The valiant and unfortunate Artamanes was suspected of inconstancy, and the irresistible Juba reproached with infidelity and baseness by both his mistress and friend. I never knew you were so well acquainted with these persons, interrupted Mr. Glanville, and I fancy it is but very lately that you have given yourself the trouble to read romances. I am not of your opinion, said Arabella. Sir George, questionless, has appropriated great part of his time to the perusal of those books so capable of improving him in all useful knowledge, the sublimity of love, and the quintessence of valor, which two qualities, if possessed in a superlative degree, form a true and perfect hero, as the perfection of beauty, wit, and virtue make a heroine worthy to be served by such an illustrious personage. And I dare say Sir George has profited so much by the great examples of fidelity and courage he has placed before his eyes, that no consideration whatever could make him for one moment fail in his constancy to the divine beauty he adores, and inspired by her charms he would scorn to turn his back, as my uncle raises it, upon an army of an hundred thousand men. I am extremely obliged to you, madam, said Sir George, bowing his head to the ground, to hide a smile he could not possibly restrain, for the good opinion you have of my courage and fidelity. As for Sir George's courage, cousin, said Mr. Glanvir laughing, I never disputed it, and though it be indeed a very extraordinary exertion of it to fight singly against an army of an hundred thousand men, yet, since you are pleased to think it is probable, I am as willing to believe Sir George may do it as any other man, but as for his fidelity in matters of love, I greatly suspected, since he has been charged with some very flagrant crimes of that nature. How, sir, resumed Arabella, have you ever been faithless then? And after having sworn happily to devote your whole life to the service of some beauty, have you ever violated your oaths and been base enough to forsake her? I have too much complacence, madam, said Sir George, to contradict Mr. Glanvir, who has been pleased positively to assert that I have been faithless, as you most unkindly phrase it. Nay, sir, replied Arabella, this accusation is not of a nature to be neglected, and though a king should say it, I conceive if you are innocent, you have a right to contradict him and clear yourself. Do you consider how deeply this assertion wounds your honour and happiness for the future? What lady, thank you, will receive your services loaded as you are with the terrible imputation of inconstancy. Oh, as for that, madam, said Miss Glanvir, I believe no lady will think worse of Sir George for being faithless. For my part, I declare nothing pleases me so much as gaining a lover from another lady, which is a greater compliment to one's beauty than the addresses of a man that never was in love before. You may remember, cousin, replied Arabella, that I said once before your spirit and humour resembled a certain great princess very much, and I repeat it again. Never was there a greater conformity in tempers and in inclinations. My daughter, said Sir Charles, is mightily obliged to you, Lady Bella, for comparing her to a great princess? Undoubtedly you mean it as a compliment. If you think, said Arabella, that barely comparing her to a princess be a compliment, I must take the liberty to differ from you. My cousin is not so many degrees below a princess, as that such a comparison should be thought extraordinary. For if her ancestors did not wear a crown, they might happily have deserved it, and her beauty may one day procure her a servant, whose sword, like that of the great Artaban, may win her aceptor, who, with a noble confidence, told his princess when the want of a crown was objected to him, I wear a sword, madam, that can perform things more difficult than what you require, and if a crown be all that I want to make me worthy of you, tell me what kingdom in the world you shall choose to reign in, and I will lay it at your feet. That was a promise, replied Sir George, fit only for the great Artaban to make, but madam, if you will permit me to make any comparison between that renowned warrior and myself, I would venture to tell you that even the great Artaban was not exempted from the character of inconstancy any more than myself, since, as you certainly know, he was in love with three great princesses successively. I grant you, replied Arabella, that Artaban did wear the chains of three princesses successively, but it must also be remembered in his justification that the two first of these beauties refused his adoration, and treated him with contempt because he was not a prince. Therefore, recovering his liberty by those disdains they cast on him, he preserved that illustrious heart from despair to tender it with more passionate fidelity to the divine princess of the Parthians, who, though greatly their superior in quality and beauty, did permit him to love her. However, I must confess, I find something like levity in the facility he found in breaking his fetters so often, and when I consider that among all those great heroes whose histories I have read none but himself ever bore without dying the cruelties he experienced from those princesses, I am sometimes tempted to accuse him myself of inconstancy. But, indeed, everything we read of that prodigy of valor is wholly miraculous, and since the performance of impossibilities was reserved for him, I conclude this miracle also, among many others, was possible to him whom nothing was ever able to resist upon earth. However, pursued she, rising, I shall not absolutely condemn you till I have heard your adventures from your own mouth, at a convenient time when I shall be able to judge how far you merit the odious appellation of inconstancy. Saying this, she saluted her uncle, who had for some time been conversing in a low voice with his son, with a grace wholly charming and retired to her apartment. Miss Glanville, following her a few moments after, the compliment extravagant as it was which she had paid her, having procured her some goodwill from the vein and interested Miss Glanville, they conversed together with a great deal of good humor till dinner. The time which, because Mr. Glanville was not absolutely recovered, was served in his chamber. torture. As Mr. Glanville took a great deal of pains to turn the discourse upon subjects on which the charming Arabella could expatiate without any mixture of that absurdity which mingled itself in the great many others, the rest of that day and several others were passed very agreeably. At the end of which, Mr. Glanville, being perfectly recovered and able to go abroad, the baronet proposed to take the diversion of hunting, which Arabella, who was used to it, consented to partake of. But being informed that Ms. Glanville could not ride and chose to stay at home, she would have kept her company, had not Sir Charles insisted upon the contrary. As Sir George and some other gentleman had invited themselves to be of the party, Arabella, on her coming down to mount her horse, found a great many young gallants ready to offer her their assistance upon this occasion. Accepting therefore with great politeness this help from a stranger who was nearest her, she mounted her horse, giving occasion to every one that was present, to admire the grace with which she stand managed him. Her shape being as perfect as any shape could possibly be, her riding habit discovered all its beauties.  And she appeared with so many advantages in this dress and posture that Mr. Glanville, forgetting all her absurdities, was wholly lost in the contemplation of so many charms as her whole person was adorned with. Sir George, though he really admired Arabella, was not so passionately in love as Mr. Glanville, and, being a keen sportsman, eagerly pursued the game with the rest of the hunters, but Mr. Glanville minded nothing but his cousin and kept close by her. After having rode a long time, Arabella, conceiving it a piece of cruelty not to give her lover an opportunity of talking to her as by his extreme solicitude he seemed ardently to desire, coming to a delightful valley she stopped, and told Mr. Glanville that, being wary of the chase, she should alight and repose herself a little under the shade of those trees. Mr. Glanville, extremely pleased at this proposition, dismounted, and having helped her to alight, seated himself by her on the grass. Arabella, expecting he would begin to talk to her of his passion, could not help blushing at the thoughts of having given him such an opportunity, and Mr. Glanville, endeavouring to accommodate himself to her ideas of a lover, expressed himself in terms extravagant enough to have made a reasonable woman think he was making a jest of her. All which, however, Arabella was extremely pleased with, and she observed with a just decorum in her answers that, as the writers of romance phrase it, if she did not give him any absolute hopes of being beloved, yet she said enough to make him conclude that she did not hate him. They had conversed in this manner near a quarter of an hour, when Arabella, perceiving a man at a little distance, walking very composedly, shrieked out aloud, and rising with the utmost precipitation, flew from Mr. Glanville and went to untie her horse, while his astonishment being so great at her behaviour, that he could not, for a moment or two, ask her the cause of her fear. Do you not see, said she, out of breath with the violence of her apprehensions, the person who is coming towards us? It is the same, who some months ago attempted to carry me away when I was riding out with two attendants. I escaped for that time the danger that threatened me, but questionless he comes now to renew his attempts. Therefore can you wonder at my fear? If it should be, as you say, madam, interrupted Glanville, what reason have you to fear? Do you not think I am able to defend you? Ah, without doubt you are able to defend me, answered she. And, though if you offer to resist the violence he comes to use against me, he will happily call two or three dozen armed men to his assistance, who are, I suppose, concealed hereabouts. Yet I am not apprehensive that you will be worsted by them. But as it happened to the brave Jubah and Cleomedon, while they were fighting with some hundred men who wanted to carry away their princesses before their faces and were giving death at every blow in order to preserve them, the commander of these ravishers, seeing the two princesses sitting as I was under a tree, ordered them to be seized by two of his men and carried away, while the two princesses were losing best part of their blood in their defence. Therefore, to prevent such an accident happening, while you are fighting for my rescue, I think it will be the safest way for me to get on horseback, that I may be in a condition to escape, and that you may not employ your valour to no purpose. Saying this, having with Mr. Glanville's assistance loosed her horse from the tree, he helped her to mount, and then remounted his own. Your antagonist, said Arabella, is on foot, and therefore, though I prize your life extremely, yet I cannot dispense with myself from telling you that it is against the laws of knighthood to take any advantage of that kind over your enemy, nor will I permit your concern for my safety to make you forget what you owe to your own reputation. Mr. Glanville, fretting excessively at her folly, begged her not to make herself uneasy about things that were never likely to happen. The gentleman yonder, added he, seems to have no designs to make any attempt against you. If he should, I shall know how to deal with him. But since he neither offers to assault me nor affront you, I think we ought not to give him any reason to imagine we suspect him by gazing on him thus, and letting him understand by your manner that he is the subject of our conversation. If you please, madam, we will endeavour to join our company. Arabella, while he was speaking, kept her eyes fixed upon his face, with looks which expressed her thoughts were laboring upon some very important point. And after a pause of some moments, is it possible, said she, with a tone of extreme surprise, that I should be so mistaken in you? Do you really want courage enough to defend me against that ravisher?   He whom you see there, replied Arabella, pointing to him with her finger, for no, cold and insensible as thou art to the danger which threatens me, yonder night is thy rival, and a rival happily who deserves my esteem better than thou dost. Since, if he has courage enough to get me by violence into his power, that same courage may make him defend me against my injuries I might be offered from another.  With these words she galloped away from her astonished lover, who, not daring to follow her for fear of increasing her suspicions of his cowardice, flung himself off his horse in a violent rage, and forgetting that the stranger was observing and now within hearing, he fell accusing and exclaiming against the books that had turned his cousin's brain, and railing at his own ill fate that condemned him to the punishment of loving her. Mr. Hervey, for it really was he whom an affair of consequence had brought again into the country, hearing some of Mr. Glanville's last words, and observing the gestures he used, concluded he had been treated like himself by Arabella, whom he knew again at a distance. Therefore, coming up to Mr. Glanville laughing, Though I have not the honour of knowing you, sir, said he, I must beg the favour you will inform me if you are not disturbed at the ridiculous folly of the lady I saw you with just now. She is the most fantastical creature that ever lived, and in my opinion fit for a madhouse. Pray, are you acquainted with her? Mr. Glanville, being in a very ill humour, could not brook the freedom of this language against his cousin, whose follies he could not bear any one should braille at but himself. And being provoked at his sneers and the interruption he had given to their conversation, he looked upon him with a disdainful frown and told him in a haughty tone that he was very impertinent to speak of a lady of her quality and merit so rudely. Oh, sir, I beg your pardon, replied Mr. Hervey, laughing more than before. What! I suppose you are the champion of this fair lady. But I assure myself, if you intend to quarrel with everyone that will laugh at her, you will have more business upon your hands than you can well manage. Mr.  But recovering himself, he drew his sword, and mad with the affront he had received, made a push at Glanville, who, avoiding it with great dexterity, had recourse to his hangar for his defence. Arabella, in the meantime, who had not rid far, concealing herself behind some trees, saw all the actions of her lover and intended ravisher, and being possessed with an opinion of her cousin's cowardice, was extremely rejoiced to see him fall upon his enemy first, and that, with so much fury, that she had no longer any reason to doubt his courage. Her suspicions, therefore, being removed, her tenderness for him returned. And when she saw them engaged with their swords—for at that distance she did not plainly perceive the difference of their weapons—her apprehensions for her cousin were so strong that, though she did not doubt his valour, she could not bear to see him expose his life for her. And without making any reflections upon the singularity of her design, she was going to ride up to them and endeavour to part them, when she saw several men come towards them, whom she took to be the assistance of her ravisher, though they were, in reality, haymakers, who, at a distance, having seen the beginning of their quarrel, had hastened to part them. Terrified, therefore, at this reinforcement, which she thought would expose her cousin to great danger, she galloped with all speed after the hunters, being directed by the sound of the horn. Her anxiety for her cousin made her regardless of her own danger, so that she rode with a surprising swiftness. And, overtaking the company, she would have spoken to tell them of her cousin's situation, when her spirits failing her, she could only make a sign with her hand, and sunk down in a swoon in the arms of Sir George, who eagerly galloped up to her, and supporting her, as well as he was able till some others came to her relief, they took her off her horse and placed her upon the ground. When, by the help of some water, they brought from a spring near them, at a little time she came to herself. Sir Charles, who, seeing her come up to them without his son, and by her fainting, concluding some misfortune had happened to them, the moment she opened her eyes, asked her eagerly where he was. Your son, said Arabella sighing, is, with the valour equal to that of the brave Cleomedon, this moment fighting in my defence against a crowd of enemies, and is, happily, shedding the last drop of his blood in my quarrel. Shedding the last drop of his blood? Happily? interrupted Sir Charles, excessively grieved, and not a little enraged at Arabella, supposing she had introduced him into some quarrel. It may be happy for you, madam, but I'm sure it will make me very miserable if my son comes to any harm. If it be the will of heaven he should fall in this combat, resumed Arabella, he can never have a more glorious destiny, and as that consideration will doubtless sweeten his last moments, so it ought to be your consolation. However, I beg you'll lose no time but haste to his assistance, for since he has a considerable number of enemies to deal with, it is not improbable, but he may be overpowered at last. Where did you leave my son, madam? cried Sir Charles eagerly.  Go that way, pursued she, pointing with her finger towards the place where she had left her cousin. There you will meet with him amidst a crowd of foes, which he is sacrificing to my safety and his just resentment. Sir Charles, not knowing what to think, got up to way, followed by most part of the company. Sir George telling Lady Bella that he would stay to defend her against any attempts that might be made on her liberty by any of her ravishers, servants, who were probably straggling about. Arabella, however, being perfectly recovered, insisted upon following her uncle. There is no question, said she, but Mr. Glanville is victorious. I am only apprehensive for the dangerous wounds he may have received in the combat, which will require all our care and assistance. Sir George, who wanted to engross her company a little to himself, in vain represented to her that amidst the horrors of a flight so bloody as that must certainly be, in which Mr. Glanville and his friends would be now engaged, it would be dangerous for her to venture her person. Yet she would not be persuaded. But having mounted her horse with his assistance, she rode as fast as she was able after the rest of the company. Sir Charles, who by this time had got to the place she directed him to, but saw no appearance of fighting and only a few haymakers in discourse together, inquired if there had been any quarrel between two gentlemen in that place. One of them, at this question advancing, told Sir Charles that two gentlemen had quarreled there and were fighting with swords, but that they had parted them and that one of them, having an horse tied to a tree, mounted him and rode away, that the other they believed was not far off, and that there had been no bloodshed, they having come in time enough to prevent it. Sir Charles was extremely satisfied with this account, and giving the haymakers some money for the good office they did in parting the two combatants, rode up to meet Lady Bella and informed her that his son was safe. I cannot imagine he is safe, replied she, when I see some of his enemies, pointing to the haymakers, still alive. It is not customary in those cases to suffer any to escape, and questionless my cousin is either dead or a prisoner, since all his adversaries are not vanquished. Why, you dream, madam, replied Sir Charles, those fellows yonder are haymakers. What should make them enemies to my son?  I cannot imagine for what reason my son quarreled with that person they speak of. Perhaps you can inform me. Certainly, sir, said Arabella, I can inform you, since I was the cause of their quarrel. The story is too long to tell you now, and besides, it is so connected with the other accidents of my life that is necessary you should be acquainted with my whole history in order to comprehend it. But if those persons are what you say, and did really part my cousin and his antagonist, truly I believe they have done him a very ill office. For I am persuaded my cousin will never be at rest till by his rival's death he has freed himself from one capable of the most daring enterprises to get me into his power. And since I cannot be in security while he lives and persists in the resolution he has taken to persecute me it had been better if he had suffered all the effects of my cousin's resentment at that time than to give him the trouble to hunt him through the world in order to sacrifice him to the interest of his love and vengeance. Sir Charles, no less astonished than alarmed at this discovery of his niece's sanguinary sentiments, told her he was sorry to see a lady so far forget the gentleness of her sex as to encourage and incite men to such extremities upon her account. And for the future, added he, I must entreat you, niece, to spare me the affliction of seeing my son exposed to these dangerous quarrels, for though his life is so little regarded by you, it is of the utmost consequence to me.  Arabella, in speaking these words, blushed with shame, as thinking they were rather too tender. And Sir Charles, who colored likewise from a very different motive, was opening his mouth to tell her that he did not think his son was much obliged to her from not hating him, when Arabella, supposing he designed to press her to a further explanation of the favorable sentiments she felt for Mr. Glanville, stopped him with precipitation. Press me no more, said she, upon this subject, and as I have already spoken too much happily before so many witnesses, seek not to enhance my confusion by prolonging a discourse that at present must need be disagreeable to me. I shall readily agree with you, madam, replied Sir Charles, that you have spoken too much, and if I had thought you capable of speaking in the manner you have done, I would have been more cautious in giving you an occasion for it. I should imagines her, said Arabella, blushing with anger, as she did before with shame, that you would be the last person in the world who would think I had spoken too much upon this occasion, and since you are pleased to tell me so, I think it fit to let you know that I have not, in my opinion, transgressed the laws of decency and decorum in what I have said in my cousin's favour, and I can produce many examples of greater freedom of speech in princesses and ladies of the highest quality. However, I shall learn such a lesson of moderation in this respect from your reproof, that I promise you, neither yourself or Mr. Glanville shall have any cause for the future to complain of my want of discretion. Sir Charles, who was very polite and good-natured, was half angry with himself for having obliged his knees to such a submission, as he thought it, and apologizing for the rudeness of his reprehension, assured her that he was perfectly convinced of her discretion in all things, and did not doubt but her conduct would be always agreeable to him. Arabella, who, from what her uncle had said, began to entertain suspicions that would never have entered any imagination but hers, looked earnestly upon him for half a moment, as if she wished to penetrate into the most secret recesses of his heart. But, fancying she saw something in his looks that confirmed her apprehensions, she removed her eyes from his face, and, fastening them on the ground, remained for some moments in confusion. Sir Charles, whom her apparent disturbance made very uneasy, proposed returning to the castle, telling Lady Arabella he expected to find his son already there. "'Tis more than probable,' said she, turning to Sir George, that my cousin is gone in pursuit of my ravisher, and the interruption that has been given to his designed vengeance, making him more furious than before, tis not likely he will return till he has punished his insolence by that death he so justly merits. "'Mr. Glanville is already so happy in your opinion,' said Sir George, with a very profound sigh, that there is no need of his rendering you this small service to increase your esteem. But if my prayers are heard, the punishment of your ravisher will be reserved for a person less fortunate indeed than Mr. Glanville, though not less devoted to your interests and concerned in your preservation.' Sir George, counterfeiting a look of extreme confusion and fear as he ended these words, Arabella, who perfectly comprehended the meaning they were designed to convey, thought herself obliged to take no notice of them, and, therefore, without making any reply to the young Baronette, who ventured slowly to lift his eyes to her face in order to discover if there were any signs of anger in it, she told Sir Charles she inclined to go home, and Sir George, with the rest of the company, attempted them to the castle, where, as soon as they arrived, they took their leave. Sir George, notwithstanding Arabella's care to deprive him of an opportunity of speaking to her, told her in a whisper, having eagerly alighted to help her off her horse, I am going, madam, to find that insolent man who has dared to offer violence to the fairest person in the world, and if I am so happy as to meet with him, he shall either take my life, or I will put him into a condition never to commit any more offenses of that nature. Saying this, he made a low bow, and being desirous to prevent her answer, remounted his horse, and went away with the rest of the company. Arabella, who upon this occasion was to be all confusion mixed with some little resentment, discovered so much emotion in her looks, while Sir George was whispering to her, that her uncle, as he was handing her into the house, asked her if she was offended at anything Sir George had said to her. Arabella, construing this question as she had done some other things her uncle had said to her, replied, in a reserved manner, Since my looks, contrary to my intention, have betrayed my thoughts to you, I will not scruple to confess that I have some cause to be offended with Sir George, and that in two instances today he has seemed to forget the respect he owes me. Sir Charles was fired at this account. Is it possible, said he, that Sir George has had the assurance to say anything to offend you, and that before my face too? This affront is not to be borne. I am sorry, replied Arabella, eyeing him heedfully, to see you so much concerned at it. Don't be uneasy, interrupted Sir Charles, there will be no bad consequences happen from it. But he shall hear of it, added he, raising his voice with passion. I'll force him this night to explain himself. You must pardon me, Sir, said Arabella, more and more confirmed in her notions, if I tell you that I am extremely offended at your uncommon zeal upon this occasion, and also I must assure you that a little more calmness would be less liable to suspicion. Miss Glanville, coming to meet them, Sir Charles, who did not take much notice of what Arabella said, eagerly inquired for his son, and hearing he was not come home, was apprehensive of his meeting again with the person he had quarreled with. But his fears did not last long, for Mr. Glanville came in. Having purposely avoided the company to hide the uneasiness Lady Bella's tormenting frolly had given him. Book 4 Chapter 6 In which the mistakes are continued As soon as Mr. Glanville appeared, the two ladies retired, Miss Glanville asking Arabella a hundred questions concerning their diversion, the drift of which was to know how Sir George behaved to her. But that fair lady whose thoughts were wholly employed on the strange accidents which had happened to her that day, longed to be at liberty to indulge her reflections, and complaining of extreme weariness under pretence of reposing herself till dinner, got quit of Miss Glanville's company, which at that time she thought very tedious. As soon as she was left to herself, her imagination running over all that had happened, she could not help confessing that few women ever met with such a variety of adventures in one day. In danger of being carried off by violence by one mother, delivered by another, in sinuations of love from a third, who she thought was enamored of her cousin, and what was still more surprising, a discovery that her uncle was not insensible of her charms, but was become the rival of his own son. As extravagant as this notion was, Arabella found precedence in her romances of passions full as strange and unjustifiable, and confirmed herself in that opinion by collecting several examples of unlawful love. Why should I not believe, said she, that my charms can work as powerful effects as those of Olympia, Princess of Thrace, whose brother was passionately enamored of her, did not the divine Clalia inspire Marble with a violent passion for her, who, though discovered to be her brother, did not nevertheless cease to adore her, and to bring an instance still nearer to my own case, was not the uncle of the fair Alcyon in love with her, and did he not endeavour to win her heart by all the methods in his power. Ah, then, pursued she, let us doubts no more of our misfortune, and since our fatal beauty has raised this impious flame, let us stifle it with our rigor, and not allow an ill-timed pity or respect to encourage a passion which may one day cast a blemish upon our glory. Arabella, having settled this point, proceeded to reflect on the conquest she had made of Sir George. She examined his words over and over, and found them so exactly conformable to the language of an Orandates or Aronces that she could not choose but be pleased. But, recollecting that it behooved her, like all other heroines, to be extremely troubled and perplexed at an insinuation of love, she began to lament the cruel necessity of parting with an agreeable friend, who, if he persisted in making her acquainted with his thoughts, would expose himself to the treatment persons so indiscreet always meet with. Though was she less concerned, lest if Mr. Glanville had not already dispatched her ravisher, Sir George, by wandering in search of him and happily sacrificing him to his eager desire of serving her, should, by that means, lay her under an obligation to him, which, considering him as a lover, would be a great mortification. Sir George, however, was gone home to his own house, with no thoughts of pursuing Arabella's ravisher. And Mr. Glanville, being questioned by his father concerning his quarrel, invented some trifling excuse for it, which, not agreeing with the account the baronet had received from Arabella, he told his son that he had concealed the truth from him, and that there was more in that affair than he had owned. You quarreled, added he, upon Arabella's account, and she did not scruple to affirm it before all the company. Mr. Glanville, who had vainly flattered himself with and hope that his cousin had not acquainted the company with her whimsical apprehensions, was extremely vexed when he found she had exposed herself to that ridicule, and that it was probable even he had not escaped. But, willing to know from her own mouth how far she had carried her folly, he went up to her chamber, and being immediately admitted, she began to congratulate him upon the conquest he had gained as she supposed over his enemy, and thanked him very solemnly for the security he had procured for her. Mr. Glanville, after assuring her that she was in no danger of ever being carried away by that person whom she feared, proceeded to inquire into all that had passed between her and the company whom she had joined when she left him, and Arabella, relating every particular, gave him the mortification to know that her folly had been sufficiently exposed. But she touched upon her fears for him with so much delicacy, and mentioned her fainting in such a manner as insinuated a much greater tenderness than he before had reason to hope for, and this knowledge destroying all his intentions to quarrel with her for what she had said, he appeared so easy and satisfied that Arabella, reflecting upon the misfortune his father's newborn passion would probably be the occasion of to him, could not help sighing at the apprehension, looking on him at the same time with a kind of pitying complacency, which did not escape Mr. Glanville's notice. I must know the reason of that sigh, cousin, said he, smiling and taking her hand. If you are wise, replied Arabella gravely, you will be contented to remain in the pleasing ignorance you are at present, and not seek to know a thing which will happily afford you but little satisfaction. You have increased my curiosity so much by this advice, resumed he, accommodating his looks to Arabella's, that I shall not be at rest till I know what it is you conceal from me, and since I am so much concerned in it, even by your own confession, I have a right to press you to explain yourself. Since you are so importunate, replied Arabella, I must tell you that I will not do you so great a diskindness as to explain myself, nor will I be the first who shall acquaint you with your misfortune, since you will, happily, too soon arrive at the knowledge of it by other means. Glanville, who imagined this was some new whim that had got into her head, was but little perplexed at an insinuation which, had he been ignorant of her foible, would have given him great uneasiness. But being sensible that she expected he would press her to disclose herself, and appear extremely concerned at her refusing him that satisfaction, he counterfeited so well that she was at a loss how to evade the arguments he used to make her unfold the terrible mystery. With the dinner-bell bringing and relieving her for the present, Mr. Glanville led her down to the parlor, where Sir Charles and his daughter attended their coming. End of Book 4, Chapter 6 Book 4, Chapter 7 of The Female Quixote, Volume 1 This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Read by Bob Neufeld. The Female Quixote by Charlotte Lennox. Book 4, Chapter 7 In Which The Mistakes Are Not Yet Cleared Up The baronet, who had been put into a bad humor by R.M.L.'s insinuations that Sir George had affronted her, appeared reserved and uneasy, and being resolved to question her about it, was willing first to know exactly what it was his niece had been offended at. But as he feared if it came to his son's knowledge it would produce a quarrel between the young gentleman that might have dangerous consequences. He was desirous of speaking to her alone, and as soon as dinner was over asked her to take a walk with him upon the terrace, telling her he had something to say to her in private. Arabella, whose fears had been considerably increased by the pensiveness which appeared in her uncle's looks during dinner, and supposing he wanted a private conversation only to explain himself more clearly to her than he had yet done, was excessively alarmed at this request, and, casting her eyes down to the ground, blushed in such a manner as betrayed her confusion, and made Miss Glanville and her brother believe that she suspected her uncle had a design to press her soon to give her hand to Mr. Glanville, which occasioned her apparent disorder. Sir Charles, however, who had not so heedfully observed her behaviour, repeated his request, adding with a smile upon her giving him no answer, Sure Lady Bella, you are not afraid to be alone with your uncle? No, sir, replied Arabella, giving him a piercing look. I am not afraid of being alone with my uncle, and as long as he pretends to be no more than my uncle, I shall not scruple to hear what he has to say to me. Sir Charles, a little vexed at an answer which insinuated as he thought, a complaint of his having pretended to more authority over her than he ought, told her he hoped she had no cause to believe he would displease her by any improper exertion of that power over her with which her father had entrusted him. Where I assure you, added he, I would rather you should follow my advice as an uncle than obey me as a guardian, and since my affection for you is perhaps greater than what many people have for a niece, my solicitude ought to be imputed to that motive. I have all the sense I ought to have of that affection you under me with, replied Arabella, and since I hope it will always be what it should be, without wishing for its increase, I am contented with those testimonies I have already received of it, and do not desire any other. Sir Charles, a little puzzled to understand the meaning of these words, which the grave looks of Arabella made yet more mysterious, rose from his seat with an air of discontent. I should have been glad to have spoken a word in private to you, niece, said he, but since you think proper to make so much ceremony in such a trifle, I'll defer it until you are in a better humour. Miss Glanville, seeing her father going out of the room, stepped before him, ''Nay, papa,'' said she, ''my brother and I will go out, and leave you to yourselves. You will do me a very great displeasure,'' said Arabella, for I am sure my uncle has not anything of consequence to say to me. However, added she, seeing Miss Glanville go away, I am resolved I will not be left alone, and therefore Mr. Glanville, since I can pretend to some power over you, I command you to stay. ''You may remember, madam,'' said Mr. Glanville, with a smile, ''you refused to gratify my curiosity with regard to something you hinted to me some time ago. And to punish you,'' added he, going out of the room, ''I am resolved, you shall listen to what my father has to say to you, for by your unwillingness to hear it, I imagine you suspect already what it is.' Arabella, finding she had no way to avoid hearing what she dreaded so much, and observing her uncle had resumed his chair, prepared to give him audience. But in order to deprive him of all hope that she would receive his discourse favourably, she assumed the severest look she was capable of, and casting her eyes on the ground with a mixture of anger and shame, waited with a kind of fear and impatience for what he had to say.  But I beseech you, do not fear I have any intentions but such as you will approve. You are certainly in the right, sir,'' said Arabella, in the interpretation you have put on my looks. ''I am really in pain about the purport of your discourse, and you would particularly oblige me if you would dispense with me from hearing it.' ''I see,'' replied Sir Charles, ''that out of a mistaken fear you are unwilling to hear me, in order to avoid coming to the explanation I desire. But I tell you, once again, you have nothing to apprehend. I have everything to apprehend, sir,'' resumed Arabella tartly, ''while you persist in your design of disobliging me, and you cannot give me a greater proof of the badness of your intentions than by thus forcing me to listen to discourses I ought to avoid. ''Since my word has no weight with you,'' replied Sir Charles, ''I'll condescend to assure you, by the most sacred oath, that I do not mean to come to any extremities with Sir George concerning what you already told me. All I desire to know is if you think you had any reason to be offended with him for anything he said, and in that case I cannot dispense with myself from expostulating with him about it. ''You would do me a favour, sir,'' resumed Arabella, ''if you would interest yourself a little less in what Sir George said to me. The offence was committed against me only, and none but myself has any right to resent it. ''Tis enough, niece,'' said Sir George, rising. ''You acknowledge sufficient to make me resolved to oblige him to ask pardon for the affront you have received. However, I beg you may make yourself easy. No ill consequences will happen from this affair, provided my son does not know it, and I know you have too much discretion to acquaint him with it.'' Saying this, he went out of the room, leaving Arabella in great confusion at what he had said, which, in her opinion, had amounted almost to a plain declaration of his passion, and his design of putting an end to Sir George's pretensions, whom it was probable he looked upon as a more dangerous rival than his son, confirmed her in the opinion of his resolution to persecute her. Full of the reflections this accident had occasioned, she went to walk in the garden, where Mr. Glanville, his sister having just left him, joined her. As he imagined his father's design in speaking to her alone was to prevail upon her to consent to marry him before she left the country, which was what he most earnestly wished, he drew a bad omen from the discontent which appeared in her eye. ''Is it with me, cousin?'' said he, or with what my father has been saying to you that you are angry. ''With both,'' replied Arabella hastily, ''for if you had stayed in the room as I commanded you, I should not have been exposed to the pain of hearing things so disagreeable. Since I knew what would be the purport of my father's discourse,'' said Mr. Glanville, ''you ought not to be surprised I could not resolve to give any interruption to it by my presence. And being so much interested in the success of his solicitation, I could not choose but to give him an opportunity of speaking to you alone as he desired. It seems then,'' resumed Arabella, you know what was the subject of his conversation. ''I believe I can guess,'' interrupted Mr. Glanville, smiling. ''Is it possible?'' cried Arabella, starting back in great surprise, that knowing, as you say you do, your father's intentions, you would resolve to furnish him with an opportunity of disclosing them. ''Can you blame me,'' said Mr. Glanville, for suffering him to undertake what I durst not myself? I know your delicacy, or rather your severity so well, that I am sensible if I had taken the liberty to say what my father has said you would have been extremely offended and punished me, as you have often done, with a banishment from your presence. ''Nay,'' pursued he, seeing astonishment and anger in her countenance, I perceive you are at this moment going to pronounce some terrible sentence against me. ''You are deceived,'' said Arabella, with a forced calmness. ''I am so far from being offended with you, that I am ready to acknowledge you merit very extraordinary praises for the perfect resignation you show to the will, and for your credit I will suppose the commands of your father. But I would advise you to be contented with the reputation of being a dutiful son, and for the future never aspire to that of being a faithful lover. Speaking these words, which were wholly unintelligible to her amazed admirer, she left him and went to her own apartment, strangely surprised at the indifference of Mr. Glanville, who, as she understood what he had said, was not only willing to resign her to his father, but also took upon him to mediate in his behalf. As she was unwilling to acknowledge, even to herself, that the grief she felt at this discovery proceeded from any affection for her cousin, she imputed it to the shame of seeing herself so basely forsaken and neglected, and, not being able to find a precedent for such an indignity offered to the charms of any lady in her romances, the singularity of her fates in this respect seemed to demand all her uneasiness. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Read by Bob Neufad. The Female Quixote by Charlotte Lennox. Book 4 Chapter 8 Which contains some necessary consequences of the foregoing mistakes. A soliloquy on a love letter. While Arabella passed her time in her closet in the most disagreeable reflections, Glanville was racking his brain to find out the meaning of those mysterious words she had uttered at leaving him. He examined them twenty times over, but could not possibly penetrate into their sense. But, supporting at last that they really meant nothing at all, or were occasioned by some new flight of her imagination, he went to find out his father in order to know what had passed between him and Arabella. Sir Charles, however, was not to be found. He had ordered his horse to be made ready, under pretence of taking a little ride after dinner, and passing by Sir George's house, alighted to pay him a visit. The young Baronet, being at home, received him with great politeness. And Sir Charles, whose peculiar disposition was to be nicely tenacious of everything which he imagined had any relation to the honour of his family, took the first opportunity to question him concerning the confusion his whisper had occasioned in Lady Arabella, adding that she had confessed he had given her reason to take ill at what he had said to her. Sir George, who was by no means willing to quarrel with the uncle of Arabella, received the old gentleman's remonstrances with a great deal of calmness. And finding Arabella had not discovered the purport of that whisper which had offended her, he told Sir Charles that the confusion he saw in her countenance was occasioned by his rallying her upon the fright she had been in upon Mr. Glanville's account. He added some particulars to this account, that entirely taking away all inclination in Sir Charles to pursue the matter any farther, they parted upon very good terms. Sir George promising very soon to return his visit at the castle. Mr. Glanville, upon his father's return, being impatient to know what he had said to Arabella, inquired with so much precipitation concerning the conversation they had had together, that Sir Charles, unwilling to tell him the truth, and not having time to consider of an answer, evaded his question in such a manner that Mr. Glanville could not help making some observation upon it. And comparing this circumstance with what Arabella had said, though he could not comprehend the meaning that seemed to be concealed under their behaviour, he immediately concluded there was some mystery which had concerned him to find out. Possessed with this opinion, he longed for an opportunity to talk with Arabella alone, but he was not so happy to obtain one. For, though that fair one presided at the tea-table, as usual, and also appeared at supper, yet she so industriously avoided all occasions of being alone with him, though but for a moment, and appeared so reserved and uneasy that it was impossible for him to speak to her upon that subject. As soon as it was time to retire, having resolved to request the favour of a few moments' conversation with her in her own apartment, and when he had, as was his custom, handed her upstairs, instead of wishing her a good night at her chamber door, he was going to desire permission to enter it with her when Lucy, coming to meet her lady, whispered to her in the ear, upon which Arabella, turning towards him, gave him an hasty salute and hurried into her apartment. Glanville, no less vexed at this disappointment than perplexed at that whisper which had caused such a visible emotion in Arabella, retired to his own room, tormented with a thousand uneasy suspicions for which he could not exactly assign a cause, and wishing impatiently for the next day, in which he hopes to procure some explanation of what at present greatly perplexed him. In the meantime Arabella, who had been informed by Lucy in that whisper, who was eager to let her know it, that a messenger had brought a letter from Sir George, and, late as it was at night, waited for an answer, was debating with herself whether she should open this billet or not. She had a strong inclination to see what it contained, but fearful of transgressing the laws of romance by indulging a curiosity not justifiable by example, she resolved to return this letter unopened. Here, she said to Lucy, give this letter to the messenger that brought it, and tell him I was excessively offended with you for receiving it from his hands. Lucy, taking the letter, was going to obey her orders, when recollecting herself, she bid her stay. Since Sir George, said she to herself, is no declared lover of mine, I may, without any offence to decorum, see what this letter contains. To refuse receiving it will be to acknowledge that his sentiments are not unknown to me, and, by consequence, to lay myself under a necessity of banishing him. Nor is it fit that I should allow him to believe I am so ready to apprehend the meaning of every gallant speech which is used to me, and to construe such insinuations, as he took the liberty to make me, into declarations of love. Allowing, therefore, the justice of these reasons, she took the letter out of Lucy's hand, and, being upon the point of opening it, a sudden thought controlled her designs. She threw it suddenly upon her toilet, and looking very earnestly upon it. Presumptuous paper, said she, speaking with great emotion to the letter. Bold repository of thy master's daring thoughts, shall I not be blamed by all who hereafter will hear or read my history, if, contrary to the apprehensions I have, that thou containest a confession that will displease me, I open thy seal, and become accessory to thy writer's guilt by daining to make myself acquainted with it, and thou, too indiscreet and unwary friend, whose folds contain the acknowledgment of his crime. What will it advantage thee of him, if, torn by my resenting hand, I make thee suffer, for the part thou bearest in thy master's fault, and teach him by thy fate how little kindness he has to expect from me? Yet, to spare myself the trouble of reading what will questionless greatly displease me, I will return thee uninjured into thy master's hands, and by that moderation make him repent the presumption he has been guilty of. The Female Quixote by Charlotte Lennox Book 4 Chapter 9 Containing a love letter in the heroic style, with some occasional reasonings by Lucy, full of wit and simplicity. Our fair heroine, having ended the foregoing soliloquy, took up the letter and gave it to Lucy, who had, all the time she was speaking, observed a profound silence mixed with a most eager attention. Here, pursued she, carry it to the person who brought it, and bid him tell his master that lest I should find anything in it which may offend me, I have chosen not to read it, and if he is wise, he will profit by my concern for him, and take care how he hazards displeasing me a second time by an importunity of this kind which I shall not so easily pardon him. Lucy, who had taken particular notice of this speech in order to remember every word of it when she repeated it again, went conning her lesson to the place where she had desired the servant to wait her coming. But he was gone, such being indeed his master's orders, for he was apprehensive that following the custom of the ladies in romances, Arabella would return his letter, and therefore, to deprive her of an opportunity of sending it back that night, he ordered his man to say he waited for an answer, but as soon as he conveniently could, to come away without one. Lucy, in a great surprise at the servants going away, returned to her lady with the letter in her hand, telling her she must needs read it now since the person who brought it was gone. It must be confessed, said Arabella, taking the letter from her with a smile, he has fallen upon an ingenious device to make me keep it for this night, and since, happily, I may be mistaken in the contents, I have a mind to open it. Lucy did not fail to confirm her lady in this design, and Arabella, making as if she yielded to the importunities of her confidant, opened the letter, which she found as follows, the unfortunate and despairing Belmour to the divine Arabella. Madam, since it is doubtless not only with your permission, but even by your commands, that your uncle, Sir Charles Glanville, comes to pronounce the sentence of my death in the denunciation of your anger, I submit, Madam, without repining at the rigor of that doom you have inflicted on me.  Let my death then, O divine Arabella, expiate the offence I have been guilty of, and let me hope those fair eyes that have beheld me with scorn when alive will not refuse to shed some tears upon my tomb, and that, when you remember my crime of loving you, you will also be pleased to remember that I died for that crime and wish for no other comfort in death but the hope of your not hating when he is no more. The Unhappy Belmool. Arabella, who had read this letter aloud, sighed gently at the conclusion of it. But poor Lucy, who was greatly affected at so dollarous an epistle, could not restrain her tears. But sob so often and with so much violence as at length recalled her lady from the reverie into which she was plunged. What ails you, said she to her confidant, greatly surprised? What is the cause of this unseemly sorrow? Oh, madam! cried Lucy, her sobs making a frequent and unpleasing interruption in her words. I shall break my heart to be sure. Never was such a sad mournful letter in the world.  Pray excuse me, madam, but indeed I can't help saying, you are the most hard-heartedest lady I ever knew in my born days.  Well, I would not have what your ladyship has to answer for, for all the world.  Do you think I have any cause to accuse myself, though five thousand men were to die for me? It is very certain my beauty has produced very deplorable effects. The unhappy hervey has expiated by his death the violence his too desperate passion forced him to mediate against me. The no less guilty, the noble unknown Edward is wandering about the world in a tormenting despair, and stands exposed to the vengeance of my cousin who has vowed his death. My charms have made another person whose character ought to be sacred to me forget all the ties of consanguinity and become the rival of his son whose interest he once endeavored to support. And lastly the unfortunate Belmour consumes away in an hopeless passion and conscious of his crime dooms himself happily with more severity than I desire to a voluntary death in hopes thereby of procuring my pardon and compassion when he is no more. All these, Lucy, as I said before, are very deplorable effects of my beauty, that my will has no part in the miseries that unfortunate beauty occasions, and that though I could even wish myself less fair in order to avoid giving so much unhappiness to others, yet these wishes would not avail. And since, by a fatal necessity, all these things will happen whether I would or no, I must comfort myself under the uneasiness which the sensibility of my temper makes me feel by the reflection that with my own consent I contribute nothing to the misfortune of those who love me. Where your ladyship then let poor Sir George die, said Lucy, who had listened very attentively to this fine harangue without understanding what it meant. Questionless, he must die, replied Arabella, if he persists in his design of loving me. But pray, madam, resume, Lucy, cannot your ladyship command him to live as you did Mr. Hervey and Mr. Glanville, who both did as you bid them? I may command him to live, said Arabella, and there is no question but he would obey me, if I likewise permit him to love me. But this last not being fit for me to do, I see no way to prevent the sad resolution he has taken. To be sure, madam, returned Lucy, your ladyship knows what you are to do better than I can advise your ladyship, being that you are more learned than me. But for all that I think it is better to save life than to kill, as the Bible book says, and since I am sure your ladyship is a good Christian, if the gentleman dies for the want of a few kind words or so, I am sure you will be troubled in mind about it. It must be confessed, said Arabella, smiling, that though your solicitations are not very eloquent, they are very earnest and affecting, and I promise you I will think about it. And if I can persuade myself I am doing no wrong thing by concerning myself about his preservation, I will dispatch you to-morrow morning with my orders to him to live, or at least to proceed no further in his design of dying till he has further cause. Lucy, being extremely glad she had gained her point, called in her lady's other women, who, having assisted her to undress, left her in her closet, to which she always retired for an hour before she went to bed.


I mean, you know, it's a new team. I'm getting adjusted, but you know, they've been welcoming. It's not anything where I feel out of place or anything like that.  We got a lead. When I'm out there, I don't think of it as something in the seventh inning, not the ninth. I think at the end of the day, it's just about me commanding the pitches and finding a way to consistently command my sinker. And once I get to that point, the, you know, the performance is going to be a lot better right now. You know, it's self-inflicted. All the bad outings I've had here have been self-inflicted of me not throwing enough strikes to where guys respect it, and they sit up there and they make me throw three strikes. And I'm not able to do it right now, so I got to find a way to do that. Is that tough to take? The fact that it has been self-inflicted for you, it's not circumstance? Yeah, it's about as frustrating as I've been throughout my career right now. Coming off the surgery command has been like the biggest struggle, and it's, you know, it's something that I need to figure out quickly and not be able to, you know, not have to put our bullpen in that situation where donuts come in there. In that situation, this should be a bullpen where we can roll through innings, you know, without having to get somebody in there to clean up a mess like that. So it's frustrating, you know, I'm really frustrated, but, you know, if I get an opportunity tomorrow, I've got to go in there and make the adjustment. I think that's the biggest thing. It's time I make the adjustment. Does the Achilles affect you mechanically in any way? I mean, it's more physical. You know, it's just, you know, not having the strength in the off season and then still building strength at the point now. But it's not an issue when I'm out on the mound. It's more so just, you know, getting back to who I was, you know, prior to surgery. And like I said, I think a lot of it's mental. The physical part's there. I think now it's like a mental block getting over that and trusting my stuff.


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All of that backstory of three minutes in, we're still making good time. If you want to look at my notes for this talk, any future research that I do, there's a link here. Feel free to grab that link. It goes to a document that is a live document. It has this presentation and some other stuff that I'm working on alongside of this included in it. And as I mentioned before, I could add so many more names to this, but at the time of working on this talk, these were the names that were very prominent to me. And the idea of this came from a friend of mine, Wayne Jones, who had done something similar by documenting the shooting incidents in New York City. Now, New York City is a lot larger of a space, a lot more crowded than San Diego, but I feel like if he was able to make sense of all this data, I could as well. So I'm asking like, what is the purpose of doing all of this? It's not to prove a point. It's not to do any of those things. It's simple. Make data readable. I mean, it's, I have seen so many times and I will show as we jump into this that the data that I got was unreadable at first. There was a lot of stuff. And I mean, I will say that some of it wasn't CSV file, so sorry. But it was very, very challenging that racial identification and profiling act data that I came up that I was trying to discover was separated between 12 different CSV files that all documented the same 20,000 incidents. So having to create joins and make sense of all that data just didn't make sense. So my goal is to make data readable for people who make real decisions such as politicians, people who manage city and municipal budgets, as well as zoning laws and other things and training. But to also think of other use cases for this data, you see, if, if we make the data readable, it isn't just for those in tech, it isn't just for those in Congress or at the state capital. It could also be for real estate. It could help people make decisions when they're moving to an area. And I'm talking about this specific data set my police call data. So we can see, like, how many parties have the cops called them on them in a single area of where I'm from and also allow resource allocation. If we know that one particular area of San Diego has more police calls and more traffic stops than another area. But that area is grossly underfunded or under resourced. We can start reallocating those funds and resources to other points. And of course for training. So I say all of this to encourage you because many cities themselves have open data. They all follow what's called the PDDL or the public domain and distribution license, which means the government has to make this available. And you're allowed to use it for whatever reasons you want. So, I've done enough talking. Let's look at some data. And at this point, I do need to switch screens because browser sizes and me looking at cameras will not make sense. So, let's find. Okay, there we go. And perfect. Awesome. So, I wanted to mention first. Fine, my mouse. There we go. As I mentioned before, all of this data is available on San Diego's open data portal. And I just simply went to police, went to police calls for service. And grabbed all 3 million records that existed in here. And what you can kind of see here is you have an incident number and some other information here. This is not readable. It doesn't give us any help. So, we're going to go to our Jupyter notebook here. It's Python. I'm going to walk everyone through it. I'm going to be using a data framing tool called pandas. Pandas allows us to basically create, recreate that Excel spreadsheet look and feel on data. So, I do this read CSV command. And at this point, I just load the data set in and I'm actually going to make sure nothing breaks. All right, cool. Perfect. So, I'm doing this live. All of the data is stored on my computer or in a safe cloud place. So, don't try to do this without the data. So, you see, the first thing that I did was try to get a definition of what these call types are because I'm sure if you've ever watched your favorite buddy cop film, you've seen the comments of like, oh, we've got a 1016 on Juniper and Ivy, like that. We don't know what that means. But if we have that description, we can add it. So that's the first thing that I did was add the call types data set. And I built some helper scripts. And I had to do this, unfortunately, because not only was the data unreadable, but it was also not consistent. Over the years, the process has changed and improved for the better, which is great. However, we have to also make sure that we can read the data as well over time. We've built our helper scripts. We've done that. I'm just going to tap that really quick to make sure those exist. And then we start uploading data. I'm going to use just the 2021 data because I'm live streaming this and I don't want my computer to explode. So what we're doing here is we're calling CSV file, this data set from just 2021, which I don't think is, I think it's last updated in early April. And then we're going to read that data as well. So we just hit that really quick and boom, we now have all of that data and you can still see those incident numbers time of day, we didn't change anything here. So this is where it gets fun. I'm here to have fun. I hope y'all are too. What I did here was I created what was called the DF with call type. So the DF with call type is simple. And by simple, I mean it's rocket science. We're going to do a merge on our data frame and that call type data set that we added. We're going to merge it on the call type. We're going to remove all the empty values in that area and we're going to drop the duplicates now. Can I make a request? There's been a request for you to make this bigger. Absolutely. To make it large. Can we do it? I tried to do it, but I don't have the power. There we go. Yes, I hope that was that's better. Okay. So I should still be able to read this also. All right, so I'm going to break this line up a little bit. The PD merge basically takes that data frame that glorified Excel spreadsheet that we made. It's going to combine it with those call types. The fill in a is going to remove any of the in a in not a number fields and it's going to make it just a blank string, because sometimes a blank string is just so much easier. And then something weird happened when I did this. It started creating some duplicate records. Not sure why that happened. I've asked questions and haven't gotten the right answers yet, but I was told that if you drop duplicates, it will not affect your data. I tested that and of course the numbers did not change, which is good. That's what we like to see. So can we make sense of this data? Well, let's find out. If I get an error message, I know why because I did not run this message. There we go. Let's try that one more time. There we are. All right. So we're going to create a sorting function. That's what we did here. This lambda function just says hey sort it by the length of the beat. Now a beat is just a district that will not even a district. It's a segment of the space where police officers will control. So you'll hear me talk about a particular beat here. For this example, I'm going to use beat 521. So the we're going to go to the beat and the call type. And we're going to sort in those areas. We're going to sort by the beat number first. So if we hit that, what we see is a list of beats and a bunch of calls. Now remember, this is just from January to about April. So beat 521 very busy, over 9,000 calls. And we can go through that. Now I'm giving this data in a Jupyter notebook because I know in the data science space that seems to be kind of the default for Python data science and presentations. I want you to keep that in mind as we run through the next five minutes. Beat 523, we have that. Let's look at just those calls. If I hit update here, we get some records. We can see the day of the week, the address, the number we've already covered all of this before. You've seen it and a description of what those calls actually work. A little bit more readable now instead of 1186, we got special detail. Great. So what about intersections? I want to see what are the busiest intersections based on our records. And that involves doing a group by and some more sorting, but it is possible we can do that we can get the busiest intersection which just happens to be fifth and f that's the busiest for my city. But of course nothing is more readable than a chart. So if I just, I'm going to update this chart really quick. We can actually see what are the priority of calls based on this one beat beat 523. And it looks like most of the calls are priority to priority to actually means that it is not of the utmost emergency, but police should respond as fast as possible. So three, you can take your time one you should break laws to get there. And then we have some other ones that have kind of faded away in time. And of course, the other thing that we can check is this are what are the most frequent police calls why are people calling the cops in areas in San Diego. They're disturbing the peace. And then someone's reporting a crime that's happening and would like someone to come in actually do something about it. It's great. It's a little narrow. As I mentioned before I'm a developer advocate for elastic so in most cases when I need a lot of data, and I need to understand a lot of data. So what I can do is take the elastic route which is elastic search. So what I can do is, I can take all of this data not just 2021 but all of the data and store it in an elastic search server, which gives me the ability to then use visualization tools like kebana lens, as well as save my computer from exploding. So now I can actually show you that. And that's what this is. There's a lot going on a lot of colors. I'm a colorful person. I like colors. But we can now break down by the day of the week or the date. What the calls were. And how they work. And we can still see the data persist. We can see disturbing the peace. If we want to check on a beat. I don't have 520 odd to have 521 right here. We can go to 521. And we should see based on the geo coordinates 521 maps should have changed. And quick interruption to say for more minutes. Perfect. So we can actually see where beat 521 is which is in this area which it's a really nice area. There's also a peer there. You should go sometime if you're ever in the area. Now. I mentioned earlier that elastic search is beautiful as it is is not how data scientists present data to people who make decisions. They do it through Jupiter notebooks. Well, we have a tool called Elon and Elon is pandas, but for elastic search. So I'm going to show you how easy it is and I'm going to do it in three minutes or less because I will get in trouble if I don't. So traditionally what we would have to do is we would have to import elastic search set up a client. We're going to have to do that anyway. And then we would have to do a bulk operator to bulk upload all of the 2021 data provide any manipulations on it that we want. That's what this actions line is here. But now what we can do is we can just do all that work inside of data frames. We can do things like results client search on the index and match all of the hits that you want. And when we do Elon, it's just one line of code. Elon data frame the name of our data frame and we just have to pass in our client and we get this nice little elastic search ID, but we get all the same information in a slightly different order that we were looking at before. And as I mentioned before, we can do all of the same things where we can sort and we can highlight just a particular beat like in this case where we just get beat 523. They look the same. And as I mentioned, the most readable way to do this is to give them a nice graph. We can even use the pandas functionality by providing graphs and plots using map plot live. Nothing changes. Our data stays the same. Ignore really long red errors because I did not reload that. And that's it. So my encouragement for you in the last 20 seconds is if you want to take action if you want to observe and you keep being told. The data doesn't say the data is probably available and it's probably there but not many people have read it or seen it because it's not really readable. But hopefully using tools like panda using tools like a lot. Maybe even tools like Kibana where you can pull up maps and fancy colors. You can make your data more readable, and you can present it and hopefully make the change that you do want to see in the world.


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Hi, I'm Sunith. I work as a designer at ClearTrip and this year I'm doing a design workshop at MetaRefresh. The idea of the workshop is to really sensitize you towards the design nuances that make interfaces intuitive and elegant. And while you're going to have, you know, you're going to be spoiled for choices as far as CSS frameworks go and you can always rely on, you know, the latest trends to make your interfaces look modern, we all know that a good product is much, much more than that and I believe that, you know, a good product really solves, you know, a user problem well and to solve a problem, you know, you need to be, you need to understand the problem and ask the right questions. The design exercises that you guys will do during the workshop will force you to think hard about how your users are going to actually use the product before you can think about how they know how the product is going to look and function. So I believe that it's going to be a lot of fun and, you know, hopefully you learn something that you can apply in your projects moving forward. So yeah, I mean look forward to seeing you then.