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Rh Your weak animals are almost always cunning; and when any event, however improbable, justified suspicions, perhaps quite unjustifiable in the onset, then great was her small triumph—that ovation of the little mind: to borrow again one of her own favourite expressions, "Well, well, I don't set up for being so over clever; I'm none of your bookish people: but, thank Heaven, I have plenty of common sense"—as if common sense were occasioned by the mere absence of higher qualities! The secret of Mrs. Arundel's character was, that she was a very vain woman, and had never had her vanity gratified. As an only child, she had enjoyed every indulgence but flattery. Her father and mother had been, after the fashion of their day, rather literary: the lady piqued herself upon writing such clever letters; and the gentleman had maintained a correspondence with the Gentleman's Magazine, touching the reign to which two brass candlesticks in the parish church belonged; which important and interesting discussion arrived at every thing but a conclusion. Her deficiency in, and disinclination to, all kinds of literary pursuits—the utter impossibility of making the young idea shoot in any