Agatha's Husband by Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
If
there ever was a woman thoroughly like her name, it was Agatha Bowen.
She was good, in the first place-right good at heart, though with a
slight external roughness (like the sound of the g in her name), which
took away all sentimentalism. Then the vowels-the three broad rich
a's-which no one can pronounce with nimini-pimini closed lips-how
thoroughly they answered to her character!-a character in the which was
nothing small, mean, cramped, or crooked.
But
if we go on unfolding her in this way, there will not be the slightest
use in writing her history, or that of one in whom her life is
beautifully involved and enclosed-as every married woman's should be- He
was still in clouded mystery-an individual yet to be; and two other
individuals had been "talking him over," feminine-fashion, in Miss
Agatha Bowen's drawing-room, much to that lady's amusement and
edification.
For,
being moderately rich, she had her own suite of rooms in the house
where she boarded; and having no mother-sorrowful lot for a girl of
nineteen!-she sometimes filled her drawing-room with very useless and
unprofitable acquaintances. These two married ladies-one young, the
other old-Mrs. Hill and Mrs. Thornycroft-had been for the last half-hour
vexing their very hearts out to find Agatha a husband-a weakness which,
it must be confessed, lurks in the heart of almost every married lady.
This is a romance and a book that all members of the family will enjoy as suspense and a 'coming of age' piece.
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