Frances Burney

“ I was old enough to have known better,—and I ought to have been wise enough."
"You must then be angry with yourself, next," said Cecilia, anxious to re-encourage her, "for all the love that I bear you; since to your openness and frankness it was entirely owing."
"But there are some things that people should not be frank in; however, I am only come now to beg you will tell me, madam, when it is to be;—and don't think I ask out of nothing but curiosity, for I have a very great reason for it indeed."
"What be, my dear Henrietta?—you are very rapid in your ideas!" ”

“ Whatever may be my fate, I will never be so treacherous as to betray my beloved Henrietta to any body."
"May I ask you, madam, one question?"
"Certainly."
"Why did all this never happen before?"
"Indeed," cried Cecilia, much distressed, "I know not that it will happen now."
"Why what, dear madam, can hinder it?"
"A thousand, thousand things! nothing can be less secure." ”

“ Cecilia now, finding there was no longer any chance for concealment, thought it better to give the poor Henrietta at least the gratification of unreserved confidence, which might somewhat sooth her uneasiness by proving her reliance in her faith. She frankly, therefore, confessed to her the whole of her situation. Henrietta wept at the recital with bitterness, thought Mr Delvile a monster, and Mrs Delvile herself scarce human; pitied Cecilia with unaffected tenderness, and wondered that the person could exist who had the heart to give grief to young Delvile! ”