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It
was
only
the
confirmation
of
the
dark
presages
which
had
long
gone
before
.
It
was
the
mere
reading
of
the
sentence
--
of
the
crime
she
had
long
ago
been
guilty
--
the
crime
of
loving
wrongly
,
too
violently
,
against
reason
.
She
told
no
more
of
her
thoughts
now
than
she
had
before
.
She
seemed
scarcely
more
unhappy
now
when
convinced
all
hope
was
over
,
than
before
when
she
felt
but
dared
not
confess
that
it
was
gone
.
So
she
changed
from
the
large
house
to
the
small
one
without
any
mark
or
difference
;
remained
in
her
little
room
for
the
most
part
;
pined
silently
;
and
died
away
day
by
day
.
I
do
not
mean
to
say
that
all
females
are
so
.
My
dear
Miss
Bullock
,
I
do
not
think
your
heart
would
break
in
this
way
.
You
are
a
strong-minded
young
woman
with
proper
principles
.
I
do
not
venture
to
say
that
mine
would
;
it
has
suffered
,
and
,
it
must
be
confessed
,
survived
.
But
there
are
some
souls
thus
gently
constituted
,
thus
frail
,
and
delicate
,
and
tender
.
Whenever
old
John
Sedley
thought
of
the
affair
between
George
and
Amelia
,
or
alluded
to
it
,
it
was
with
bitterness
almost
as
great
as
Mr.
Osborne
himself
had
shown
.
He
cursed
Osborne
and
his
family
as
heartless
,
wicked
,
and
ungrateful
.
No
power
on
earth
,
he
swore
,
would
induce
him
to
marry
his
daughter
to
the
son
of
such
a
villain
,
and
he
ordered
Emmy
to
banish
George
from
her
mind
,
and
to
return
all
the
presents
and
letters
which
she
had
ever
had
from
him
.
She
promised
acquiescence
,
and
tried
to
obey
.
She
put
up
the
two
or
three
trinkets
:
and
,
as
for
the
letters
,
she
drew
them
out
of
the
place
where
she
kept
them
;
and
read
them
over
--
as
if
she
did
not
know
them
by
heart
already
:
but
she
could
not
part
with
them
.
That
effort
was
too
much
for
her
;
she
placed
them
back
in
her
bosom
again
--
as
you
have
seen
a
woman
nurse
a
child
that
is
dead
.
Young
Amelia
felt
that
she
would
die
or
lose
her
senses
outright
,
if
torn
away
from
this
last
consolation
.
How
she
used
to
blush
and
lighten
up
when
those
letters
came
!
How
she
used
to
trip
away
with
a
beating
heart
,
so
that
she
might
read
unseen
!
If
they
were
cold
,
yet
how
perversely
this
fond
little
soul
interpreted
them
into
warmth
.
If
they
were
short
or
selfish
,
what
excuses
she
found
for
the
writer
!
It
was
over
these
few
worthless
papers
that
she
brooded
and
brooded
.
She
lived
in
her
past
life
--
every
letter
seemed
to
recall
some
circumstance
of
it
.
How
well
she
remembered
them
all
!
His
looks
and
tones
,
his
dress
,
what
he
said
and
how
--
these
relics
and
remembrances
of
dead
affection
were
all
that
were
left
her
in
the
world
.
And
the
business
of
her
life
,
was
--
to
watch
the
corpse
of
Love
.
To
death
she
looked
with
inexpressible
longing
.
Then
,
she
thought
,
I
shall
always
be
able
to
follow
him
.
I
am
not
praising
her
conduct
or
setting
her
up
as
a
model
for
Miss
Bullock
to
imitate
.
Miss
B.
knows
how
to
regulate
her
feelings
better
than
this
poor
little
creature
.
Miss
B.
would
never
have
committed
herself
as
that
imprudent
Amelia
had
done
;
pledged
her
love
irretrievably
;
confessed
her
heart
away
,
and
got
back
nothing
--
only
a
brittle
promise
which
was
snapt
and
worthless
in
a
moment
.
A
long
engagement
is
a
partnership
which
one
party
is
free
to
keep
or
to
break
,
but
which
involves
all
the
capital
of
the
other
.
Be
cautious
then
,
young
ladies
;
be
wary
how
you
engage
.
Be
shy
of
loving
frankly
;
never
tell
all
you
feel
,
or
(
a
better
way
still
)
,
feel
very
little
.
See
the
consequences
of
being
prematurely
honest
and
confiding
,
and
mistrust
yourselves
and
everybody
.
Get
yourselves
married
as
they
do
in
France
,
where
the
lawyers
are
the
bridesmaids
and
confidantes
.
At
any
rate
,
never
have
any
feelings
which
may
make
you
uncomfortable
,
or
make
any
promises
which
you
can
not
at
any
required
moment
command
and
withdraw
.
That
is
the
way
to
get
on
,
and
be
respected
,
and
have
a
virtuous
character
in
Vanity
Fair
.
If
Amelia
could
have
heard
the
comments
regarding
her
which
were
made
in
the
circle
from
which
her
father
's
ruin
had
just
driven
her
,
she
would
have
seen
what
her
own
crimes
were
,
and
how
entirely
her
character
was
jeopardised
.
Such
criminal
imprudence
Mrs.
Smith
never
knew
of
;
such
horrid
familiarities
Mrs.
Brown
had
always
condemned
,
and
the
end
might
be
a
warning
to
HER
daughters
.
"
Captain
Osborne
,
of
course
,
could
not
marry
a
bankrupt
's
daughter
,
"
the
Misses
Dobbin
said
.
"
It
was
quite
enough
to
have
been
swindled
by
the
father
.
As
for
that
little
Amelia
,
her
folly
had
really
passed
all
--
"
