A Fair Fraud — page 187: what you’re looking at

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176 A Fair Fraud man already in a good position—a man, too, with looks and talent—’ ‘Oh, dear! you needn’t enumerate his charms, aunt!’ interrupted Marion, impatiently. ‘I can see what he is as well as other people, I sup- pose. But does a girl make up her mind to marry a man who has never professed the smallest affection for her?’ ‘A man generally can be made to profess affection for a girl he admires, my dear. With a little judicious encouragement, Mr Naylor will speak before he goes away,’ replied her aunt, smiling. } ‘Well, “judicious encouragement” is what I shall never bring myself to give to any man, Aunt Fanny. I don’t want to make Mr Naylor marry me, and thanks to Uncle John he must despise and hate me, and—and it’s alto- gether horrible what you have been saying to me,’ she added tumultuously, with a sudden rush of tears into her eyes and voice. Mrs Drury rose with as much dignity as it was in her power to assume. ‘I shall say no more, Marion. I am very much disappointed in you. Your uncle and I have done our duty by you, and if you refuse to be guided by us, we must wash our hands of you altogether. Good night.’ ‘Good night, aunt.’ Mrs Drury went out of the room without the GOMMGIOO gS) CO be