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CHAPTER
23
An hour passed away before the general came in, spent, on the part of his
young guest, in no very favourable consideration of
his character. "This lengthened absence, these solitary rambles, did not
speak a mind at ease, or a conscience void of reproach." At length he
appeared; and, whatever might have been the gloom of his meditations, he could
still smile with them. Miss Tilney, understanding in
part her friend's curiosity to see the house, soon revived the subject; and her
father being, contrary to Catherine's expectations, unprovided
with any pretence for further delay, beyond that of stopping five minutes to
order refreshments to be in the room by their return, was at last ready to
escort them.
They set forward; and, with a grandeur of air, a
dignified step, which caught the eye, but could not shake the doubts of the
well-read Catherine, he led the way across the hall, through the common
drawing-room and one useless antechamber, into a room magnificent both in size
and furniture--the real drawing-room, used only with company of consequence. It
was very noble--very grand--very charming!--was all that Catherine had to say,
for her indiscriminating eye scarcely discerned the colour
of the satin; and all minuteness of praise, all praise that had much meaning,
was supplied by the general: the costliness or elegance of any room's
fitting-up could be nothing to her; she cared for no furniture of a more modern
date than the fifteenth century. When the general had satisfied his own
curiosity, in a close examination of every well-known ornament, they proceeded
into the library, an apartment, in its way, of equal magnificence, exhibiting a
collection of books, on which an humble man might have
looked with pride. Catherine heard, admired, and wondered with more genuine
feeling than before--gathered all that she could from this storehouse of
knowledge, by running over the titles of half a shelf, and was ready to
proceed. But suites of apartments did not spring up with her wishes. Large as
was the building, she had already visited the greatest part; though, on being
told that, with the addition of the kitchen, the six or seven rooms she had now
seen surrounded three sides of the court, she could scarcely believe it, or
overcome the suspicion of there being many chambers secreted. It was some
relief, however, that they were to return to the rooms in common use, by
passing through a few of less importance, looking into the court, which, with
occasional passages, not wholly unintricate,
connected the different sides; and she was further soothed in her progress by
being told that she was treading what had once been a cloister, having traces
of cells pointed out, and observing several doors that were neither opened nor
explained to her--by finding herself successively in a billiard-room, and in
the general's private apartment, without comprehending their connection, or
being able to turn aright when she left them; and lastly, by passing through a
dark little room, owning Henry's authority, and strewed with his litter of
books, guns, and greatcoats.
From the dining-room, of which, though already seen, and always to be seen
at five o'clock, the general could not forgo the pleasure of pacing out the
length, for the more certain information of Miss Morland,
as to what she neither doubted nor cared for, they proceeded by quick
communication to the kitchen-- the ancient kitchen of the convent, rich in the
massy walls and smoke of former days, and in the stoves and hot closets of the
present. The general's improving hand had not loitered here: every modern
invention to facilitate the labour of the cooks had
been adopted within this, their spacious theatre; and, when the genius of
others had failed, his own had often produced the perfection wanted. His
endowments of this spot alone might at any time have placed him high among the
benefactors of the convent.
With the walls of the kitchen ended all the antiquity of the abbey; the
fourth side of the quadrangle having, on account of its decaying state, been
removed by the general's father, and the present erected in its place. All that
was venerable ceased here. The new building was not only new, but declared
itself to be so; intended only for offices, and enclosed behind by
stable-yards, no uniformity of architecture had been thought necessary.
Catherine could have raved at the hand which had swept away what must have been
beyond the value of all the rest, for the purposes of mere domestic economy;
and would willingly have been spared the mortification of a walk through scenes
so fallen, had the general allowed it; but if he had a vanity, it was in the
arrangement of his offices; and as he was convinced that, to a mind like Miss Morland's, a view of the accommodations and comforts, by
which the labours of her inferiors were softened,
must always be gratifying, he should make no apology for leading her on. They
took a slight survey of all; and Catherine was impressed, beyond her
expectation, by their multiplicity and their convenience. The purposes for which a few shapeless pantries and a
comfortless scullery were deemed sufficient at Fullerton, were here carried on
in appropriate divisions, commodious and roomy. The number of servants
continually appearing did not strike her less than the number of their offices.
Wherever they went, some pattened girl stopped to
curtsy, or some footman in dishabille sneaked off. Yet this was an abbey! How
inexpressibly different in these domestic arrangements from such as she had read
about--from abbeys and castles, in which, though certainly larger than
Northanger, all the dirty work of the house was to be done by two pair of
female hands at the utmost. How they could get through it all had often amazed
Mrs. Allen; and, when Catherine saw what was necessary here, she began to be
amazed herself.
They returned to the hall, that the chief staircase might be ascended, and
the beauty of its wood, and ornaments of rich carving
might be pointed out: having gained the top, they turned in an opposite
direction from the gallery in which her room lay, and shortly entered one on
the same plan, but superior in length and breadth. She was here shown
successively into three large bed-chambers, with their dressing-rooms, most
completely and handsomely fitted up; everything that money and taste could do,
to give comfort and elegance to apartments, had been bestowed on these; and,
being furnished within the last five years, they were perfect in all that would
be generally pleasing, and wanting in all that could give pleasure to
Catherine. As they were surveying the last, the general, after slightly naming
a few of the distinguished characters by whom they had at times been honoured, turned with a smiling countenance to Catherine,
and ventured to hope that henceforward some of their earliest tenants might be
"our friends from Fullerton." She felt the unexpected compliment, and
deeply regretted the impossibility of thinking well of a man so kindly disposed
towards herself, and so full of civility to all her family.
The gallery was terminated by folding doors, which Miss Tilney,
advancing, had thrown open, and passed through, and seemed on the point of
doing the same by the first door to the left, in another long reach of gallery,
when the general, coming forwards, called her hastily, and, as Catherine
thought, rather angrily back, demanding whether she were going?--And what was
there more to be seen?--Had not Miss Morland already
seen all that could be worth her notice?--And did she not suppose her friend
might be glad of some refreshment after so much exercise? Miss Tilney drew back directly, and the heavy doors were closed
upon the mortified Catherine, who, having seen, in a momentary glance beyond
them, a narrower passage, more numerous openings, and symptoms of a winding
staircase, believed herself at last within the reach of something worth her
notice; and felt, as she unwillingly paced back the gallery, that she would
rather be allowed to examine that end of the house than see all the finery of
all the rest. The general's evident desire of preventing such an examination
was an additional stimulant. Something was certainly to be concealed; her
fancy, though it had trespassed lately once or twice, could not mislead her
here; and what that something was, a short sentence of Miss Tilney's,
as they followed the general at some distance downstairs, seemed to point out:
"I was going to take you into what was my mother's room--the room in which
she died--" were all her words; but few as they were, they conveyed pages
of intelligence to Catherine. It was no wonder that the general should shrink
from the sight of such objects as that room must contain; a room in all
probability never entered by him since the dreadful scene had passed, which
released his suffering wife, and left him to the stings of conscience.
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