ABSTRACT
The next morning, Ethelinde was constrained to hear a long and insulting harangue from her aunt, who ostentatiously displayed her own great kindness in thus receiving her when she had lost all those friends on whom she preferably depended; and concluded with a lecture on the prudence necessary to young women who were destitute of fortune. – ‘You are still I see in mourning, child,’ said she at the end of this tedious discourse; ‘I forget how long your unfortunate father has been dead?’
