Emily, not doubting that her aunt’s mistake arose from the
having observed her ramble in the garden on the night preceding
her departure from La Vallée, now mentioned the motive of it, at
which Madame Cheron smiled contemptuously, refusing either to
accept this explanation, or to give her reasons for refusing it; and,
soon after, she concluded the subject by saying, ‘I never trust
people’s assertions, I always judge of them by their actions; but
I am willing to try what will be your behaviour in future.’¶
Emily, less surprised by her aunt’s moderation and mysterious
silence, than by the accusation she had received, deeply considered
the latter, and scarcely doubted, that it was Valancourt whom she
had seen at night in the gardens of La Vallée, and that he had been
observed there by Madame Cheron; who now passing from one
painful topic only to revive another almost equally so, spoke of the
situation of her niece’s property, in the hands of M. Motteville.
While she thus talked with ostentatious pity of Emily’s mis-
fortunes, she failed not to inculcate the duties of humility and
gratitude, or to render Emily fully sensible of every cruel mortifica-
tion, who soon perceived, that she was to be considered as a de-
pendant, not only by her aunt, but by her aunt’s servants.¶
She was now informed, that a large party were expected to
dinner, on which account Madame Cheron repeated the lesson of
the preceding night, concerning her conduct in company, and Emily
wished, that she might have courage enough to practise it. Her aunt
then proceeded to examine the simplicity of her dress, adding, that
she expected to see her attired with gaiety and taste; after which
she condescended to shew Emily the splendour of her chateau,
and to point out the particular beauty, or elegance, which she
thought distinguished each of her numerous suites of apartments.
she then withdrew to her toilet, the throne of her homage, and
Emily to her chamber, to unpack her books, and to try to charm
her mind by reading, till the hour of dressing.¶
When the company arrived, Emily entered the saloon with an
air of timidity, which all her efforts could not overcome, and which
was increased by the consciousness of Madame Cheron’s severe
observation. Her mourning dress, the mild dejection of her
beautiful countenance, and the retiring diffidence of her manner,
rendered her a very interesting object to many of the company;
among whom she distinguished Signor Montoni, and his friend
Cavigni, the late visitors at M. Quesnel’s, who now seemed to
converse with Madame Cheron with the familiarity of old acquain-
tance, and she to attend to them with particular pleasure.¶