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The Vicar of Wakefield

CHAPTER 16
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To this the 'Squire assenting, she proceeded to remark, that they who had warm fortunes were always sure of getting good husbands: 'But heaven help,' continued she, 'the girls that have none.

What signifies beauty, Mr Thornhill?
or what signifies all the virtue, and all the qualifications in the world, in this age of self-interest?
It is not, what is she?
but what has she?
is all the cry.' 'Madam,' returned he, 'I highly approve the justice, as well as the novelty, of your remarks, and if I were a king, it should be otherwise.
It should then, indeed, be fine times with the girls without fortunes: our two young ladies should be the first for whom I would provide.' 'Ah, Sir!' returned my wife, 'you are pleased to be facetious: but I wish I were a queen, and then I know where my eldest daughter should look for an husband.

But now, that you have put it into my head, seriously Mr Thornhill, can't you recommend me a proper husband for her?
She is now nineteen years old, well grown and well educated, and, in my humble opinion, does not want for parts.' 'Madam,' replied he, 'if I were to chuse, I would find out a person possessed of every accomplishment that can make an angel happy.

One with prudence, fortune, taste, and sincerity, such, madam, would be, in my opinion, the proper husband.' 'Ay, Sir,' said she, 'but do you know of any such person ?'--'No, madam,' returned he, 'it is impossible to know any person that deserves to be her husband: she's too great a treasure for one man's possession: she's a goddess.

Upon my soul, I speak what I think, she's an angel.'-- 'Ah, Mr Thornhill, you only flatter my poor girl: but we have been thinking of marrying her to one of your tenants, whose mother is lately dead, and who wants a manager: you know whom I mean, farmer Williams; a warm man, Mr Thornhill, able to give her good bread; and who has several times made her proposals: (which was actually the case) but, Sir,' concluded she, 'I should be glad to have your approbation of our choice.'-- 'How, madam,' replied he, 'my approbation! My approbation of such a choice! Never.


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