This Signor Montoni had an air of conscious superiority,
animated by spirit, and strengthened by talents, to which every
person seemed involuntarily to yield. The quickness of his per-
ceptions was strikingly expressed on his countenance, yet that
countenance could submit implicitly to occasion; and, more than
once in this day, the triumph of art over nature might have been
discerned in it. His visage was long, and rather narrow, yet he was
called handsome; and it was, perhaps, the spirit and vigour of his
soul, sparkling through his features, that triumphed for him. Emily
felt admiration, but not the admiration that leads to esteem; for it
was mixed with a degree of fear she knew not exactly wherefore.¶
Cavigni was gay and insinuating as formerly; and, though he
paid almost incessant attention to Madame Cheron, he found some
opportunities of conversing with Emily, to whom he directed, at
first, the sallies of his wit, but now and then assumed an air of ten-
derness, which she observed, and shrunk from. Though she replied
but little, the gentleness and sweetness of her manners encouraged
him to talk, and she felt relieved when a young lady of the party,
who spoke incessantly, obtruded herself on his notice. This lady,
who possessed all the sprightliness of a Frenchwoman, with all her
coquetry, affected to understand every subject, or rather there was
no affectation in the case; for, never looking beyond the limits of
her own ignorance, she believed she had nothing to learn. She
attracted notice from all; amused some, disgusted others for a
moment, and was then forgotten.¶
This day passed without any material occurrence; and Emily,
though amused by the characters she had seen, was glad when she
could retire to the recollections, which had acquired with her the
character of duties.¶
A fortnight passed in a round of dissipation and company,
and Emily, who attended Madame Cheron in all her visits, was
sometimes entertained, but oftener wearied. She was struck by
the apparent talents and knowledge displayed in the various con-
versations she listened to, and it was long before she discovered,
that the talents were for the most part those of imposture, and the
knowledge nothing more than was necessary to assist them. But
what deceived her most, was the air of constant gaiety and good
spirits, displayed by every visitor, and which she supposed to arise
from content as constant, and from benevolence as ready. At
length, from the over-acting of some, less accomplished than the
others, she could perceive, that, though contentment and benevo-
lence are the only sure sources of cheerfulness, the immoderate