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LETTER XLV
EVELINA IN CONTINUATION June 15th.
YESTERDAY morning Madame Duval again sent me to Mr. Branghton's,
attended by M. Du Bois, to make some party for the evening, because
she had had the vapours the preceding day from staying at home.
As I entered the shop, I perceived the unfortunate North Briton
seated in a corner, with a book in his hand. He cast his melancholy
eyes up as we came in; and, I believe, immediately recollected my
face-for he started, and changed colour. I delivered Madame Duval's
message to Mr. Branghton, who told me I should find Polly up stairs,
but that the others were gone out.
Up stairs, therefore, I went; and, seated on a window, with Mr. Brown
at her side, sat Miss Polly. I felt a little awkward at disturbing
them, and much more so at their behaviour afterwards; for, as soon
as the common enquiries were over, Mr. Brown grew so fond and so
foolish, that I was extremely disgusted. Polly, all the time, only
rebuked him with, "La, now, Mr. Brown, do be quiet, can't you?-you
should not behave so before company.-Why, now, what will Miss think
of me?"-While her looks plainly showed not merely the pleasure,
but the pride which she took in his caresses.
I did not by any means think it necessary to punish myself by
witnessing their tenderness; and therefore telling them I would see
if Miss Branghton were returned home, I soon left them, and against
descended into the shop.
"So, Miss, you've come again," said Mr. Branghton; "what, I suppose
you've a mind to sit a little in the shop, and see how the world goes,
hey, Miss?"
I made no answer; and M. Du Bois instantly brought me a chair.
The unhappy stranger, who had risen at my entrance, again seated
himself; and though his head leant towards his book, I could not help
observing, his eyes were most intently and earnestly turned towards me.
M. Du Bois, as well as his broken English would allow him, endeavoured
to entertain us till the return of Miss Branghton and her brother.
"Lord, how tired I am!" cried the former; "I have not a foot to stand
upon." And, then, without any ceremony, she flung herself into the
chair from which I had risen to receive her.
"You tired!" said the brother; "why, then, what must I be, that have
walked twice as far?" And, with equal politeness, he paid the same
compliment to M. Du Bois which his sister had done to me.
Two chairs and three stools completed the furniture of the shop;
and Mr. Branghton, who chose to keep his own seat himself, desired
M. Du Bois to take another; and then seeing that I was without any,
called out to the stranger, "Come, Mr. Macartney, lend us your stool."
Shocked at their rudeness, I declined the offer; and, approaching
Miss Branghton, said, "If you will be so good as to make room for me
on your chair, there will be no occasion to disturb that gentleman."
"Lord, what signifies that?" cried the brother; "he has had his share
of sitting, I'll be sworn."
"And, if he has not," said the sister, "he has a chair up stairs;
and the shop is our own, I hope."
This grossness so much disgusted me, that I took the stool, and
carrying it back to Mr. Macartney myself, I returned him thanks as
civilly as I could for his politeness, but said that I had rather
stand.
He looked at me as if unaccustomed to such attention, bowed very
respectfully, but neither spoke nor yet made use of it.
I soon found that I was an object of derision to all present, except
M. Du Bois; and therefore, I begged Mr. Branghton would give me an
answer for Madame Duval, as I was in haste to return.
"Well, then, Tom,-Biddy, where have you a mind to go tonight? your
aunt and Miss want to be abroad and amongst them."
"Why, then, Papa," said Miss Branghton, "we'll go to Don
Saltero's. Mr. Smith likes that place, so may be he'll go along
with us."
"No, no," said the son, "I'm for White-Conduit House; so let's
go there."
"White-Conduit House, indeed!" cried his sister; "no, Tom, that
I won't."
"Why, then, let it alone; nobody wants your company;-we shall do as
well without you, I'll be sworn, and better too."
"I'll tell you what, Tom, if you don't hold your tongue, I'll make
you repent it,-that I assure you."
Just then Mr. Smith came into the shop, which he seemed to intend
passing through; but when he saw me, he stopped, and began a most
courteous enquiry after my health, protesting, that, had he known I
was there, he should have come down sooner. "But, bless me, Ma'am,"
added he, "what is the reason you stand?" and then he flew to bring
me the seat from which I had just parted.
"Mr. Smith, you are come in very good time," said Mr. Branghton,
"to end a dispute between my son and daughter, about where they shall
all go to-night."
"O, fie, Tom,-dispute with a lady!" cried Mr. Smith. "Now, as for me,
I'm for where you will, provided this young lady is of the party;-one
place is the same as another to me, so that it be but agreeable to
the ladies.-I would go any where with you, Ma'am," (to me) "unless,
indeed, it were to church; -ha, ha, ha!-You'll excuse me, Ma'am; but,
really, I never could conquer my fear of a parson;-ha, ha, ha!-Really,
ladies, I beg your pardon for being so rude; but I can't help laughing
for my life!"
"I was just saying, Mr. Smith," said Miss Branghton, "that I should
like to go to Don Saltero's;-now, pray, where should you like to go?"
"Why, really, Miss Biddy, you know I always let the ladies decide; I
never fix any thing myself; but I should suppose it would be rather
hot at the coffee-house:-however, pray, ladies, settle it among
yourselves;-I'm agreeable to whatever you choose."
It was easy for me to discover, that this man, with all his parade of
conformity, objects to every thing that is not proposed by himself:
but he is so much admired by this family for his gentility, that he
thinks himself a complete fine gentleman!
"Come," said Mr. Branghton, "the best way will be to put it to the
vote, and then every body will speak their minds. Biddy, call Poll
down stairs. We'll start fair."
"Lord, Papa," said Miss Branghton, "why can't you as well send
Tom?-you're always sending me of the errands."
A dispute then ensued, but Miss Branghton was obliged to yield.
When Mr. Brown and Miss Polly made their appearance, the latter
uttered many complaints of having been called, saying, she did not
want to come, and was very well where she was.
"Now, ladies, your votes," cried Mr. Smith; "and so, Ma'am (to me),
we'll begin with you. What place shall you like best?" and then, in
a whisper, he added, "I assure you, I shall say the same as you do,
whether I like it or not."
I said, that as I was ignorant what choice was in my power, I must
beg to hear their decisions first. This was reluctantly assented to;
and then Miss Branghton voted for Saltero's Coffee-house; her sister,
for a party to Mother Red Cap's; the brother for White-Conduit House;
Mr. Brown, for Bagnigge Wells; Mr. Braughton, for Sadler's Wells;
and Mr. Smith, for Vauxhall.
"Well now, Ma'am," said Mr. Smith, "we have all spoken, and so you
must give the casting vote. Come, what will you fix upon?"
"Sir," answered I, "I was to speak last."
"Well, so you will," said Miss Branghton, "for we've all spoke first."
"Pardon me," returned I, "the voting has not yet been quite general."
And I turned towards Mr. Macartney, to whom I wished extremely to
show that I was not of the same brutal nature with those by whom he
was treated so grossly.
"Why, pray," said Mr. Branghton, "who have we left out? would you have
the cats and dogs vote?"
"No, Sir," cried I, with some spirit, "I would have that gentleman
vote,-if, indeed, he is not superior to joining our party."
They all looked at me, as if they doubted whether or not they had
heard me right: but, in a few moments, their surprise gave way to a
rude burst of laughter.
Very much displeased, I told M. Du Bois that if he was not ready to
go, I would have a coach called for myself.
O yes, he said, he was always ready to attend me.
Mr. Smith then, advancing, attempted to take my hand, and begged me
not to leave them till I had settled the evening's plans.
"I have nothing, Sir," said I, "to do with it, as it is my intention
to stay at home; and therefore Mr. Branghton will be so good as to
send Madame Duval word what place is fixed upon, when it is convenient
to him."
And then, making a slight courtesy, I left them.
How much does my disgust for these people increase my pity for poor Mr.
Macartney! I will not see them when I can avoid so doing; but I am
determined to take every opportunity in my power to show civility to
this unhappy man, whose misfortunes with this family, only render him
an object of scorn. I was, however, very well pleased with M. Du Bois,
who, far from joining in their mirth, expressed himself extremely
shocked at their ill-breeding.
We had not walked ten yards before we were followed by Mr. Smith,
who came to make excuses, and to assure me they were only joking, and
hoped I took nothing ill; for if I did, he would make a quarrel of it
himself with the Branghtons, rather than I should receive any offense.
I begged him not to take any trouble about so immaterial an affair,
and assured him I should not myself. He was so officious, that he
would not be prevailed upon to return home, till he had walked with
us to Mr. Dawkins's.
Madame Duval was very much displeased that I brought her so little
satisfaction. White-Conduit House was at last fixed upon; and,
notwithstanding my great dislike of such parties and such places,
I was obliged to accompany them.
Very disagreeable, and much according to my expectations, the
evening proved. There were many people all smart and gaudy, and so
pert and low-bred, that I could hardly endure being amongst them;
but the party to which, unfortunately, I belonged, seemed all at home.
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Let's Analyse the Pattern
The Vulnerability Vultures - How Desperation Becomes Currency
When people's desperation becomes visible, others often calculate how to profit from it rather than offer genuine help.
Why This Matters
Connect literature to life
This chapter teaches how to distinguish genuine help from opportunistic exploitation when you're vulnerable.
Practice This Today
This week, notice when people offer help—do they ask what you actually need, or do they assume control while positioning themselves as your savior?
Now let's explore the literary elements.
Key Quotes & Analysis
"his first thought was instantly to turn his lodger out of doors, 'Lest his killing himself in my house should bring me into any trouble: but then I was afraid I should never get the money that he owes me'"
Context: Explaining his calculated response to his lodger's suicide attempt
This reveals the brutal reduction of human suffering to financial calculation. Branghton's only concerns are legal liability and debt collection, showing complete absence of empathy for someone in crisis.
In Today's Words:
My first thought was to kick him out so I wouldn't get in trouble if he killed himself, but then I realized I'd never get my money back.
"It is ten to one, father, if he came fairly by it"
Context: Commenting on the ring his father took as collateral from the desperate lodger
Immediately assumes poverty equals criminality. This shows how financial desperation makes people suspicious of everything you own, as if being poor means you must be dishonest.
In Today's Words:
I bet he stole that ring.
"though I was no Scotchman, yet, I did not like to be over-reached any more than he"
Context: Justifying his harsh treatment of the Scottish lodger
Uses ethnic stereotyping while claiming he won't be cheated. This reveals how prejudice combines with class cruelty, making vulnerable people even easier targets for exploitation.
In Today's Words:
I'm not stupid like those Scots, and I won't let anyone take advantage of me either.
Thematic Threads
Class
In This Chapter
Financial vulnerability strips away human dignity as the Branghtons treat their suicidal lodger like a business problem to solve
Development
Evolved from earlier social climbing to showing how class operates through dehumanization of the poor
In Your Life:
You might see this when landlords exploit tenants' desperation or when employers take advantage of workers who can't afford to quit
Social Performance
In This Chapter
Mr. Smith performs gallantry and cultural superiority, using Evelina's inexperience to elevate his own status
Development
Continuing the theme of how people use social interactions as status competitions rather than genuine connection
In Your Life:
You might recognize this when someone 'helps' you mainly to show off their knowledge or make themselves look good
Cultural Gatekeeping
In This Chapter
Evelina's honest admission about not seeing London attractions earns 'surprise and contempt' from others who use cultural knowledge as social currency
Development
New development showing how shared experiences become barriers to belonging
In Your Life:
You might experience this when others make you feel inferior for not knowing certain cultural references or not having certain experiences
Empathy Deficit
In This Chapter
The Branghtons show complete lack of compassion for their lodger's mental health crisis, focusing only on financial implications
Development
Building on earlier themes of selfishness to show how people protect themselves from feeling guilty about their cruelty
In Your Life:
You might see this when people dismiss others' struggles as 'drama' or 'attention-seeking' to avoid feeling obligated to help
Identity
In This Chapter
Evelina's outsider status becomes painfully clear through her cultural knowledge gaps, marking her as different and vulnerable
Development
Continuing her struggle to find belonging while maintaining authenticity in a judgmental social world
In Your Life:
You might feel this when your background or experiences make you feel like an outsider in new social or professional settings
You now have the context. Time to form your own thoughts.
Discussion Questions
- 1
How do the Branghtons treat their lodger's suicide attempt, and what does this reveal about their priorities?
analysis • surface - 2
Why does Mr. Smith interrogate Evelina about London attractions, and how does her inexperience affect how others see her?
analysis • medium - 3
Where do you see people today using others' vulnerability or inexperience to gain advantage over them?
application • medium - 4
If you were in Evelina's position, being judged for lacking certain experiences, how would you handle the social pressure?
application • deep - 5
What does this chapter teach us about how people decide who deserves compassion and who deserves exploitation?
reflection • deep
Critical Thinking Exercise
Vulnerability Audit: Map Your Exposure Points
Think about your current life situation and identify three areas where you might be vulnerable to exploitation - financial struggles, lack of experience in certain areas, or emotional needs. For each vulnerability, write down who knows about it and how they've responded. Then identify one person who has consistently shown trustworthiness during difficult times.
Consider:
- •Notice the difference between people who offer help versus those who offer to 'manage' your problems
- •Pay attention to who asks probing questions about your struggles versus who simply offers support
- •Consider whether you're sharing vulnerabilities strategically or just hoping for sympathy
Journaling Prompt
Write about a time when someone used your inexperience or vulnerability against you. What warning signs did you miss, and how would you handle a similar situation now?
Coming Up Next...
Chapter 46: Standing Up for the Outcast
The social adventures continue as Evelina navigates more of London's entertainment scene with her questionable guides. New complications arise that will test her ability to maintain her dignity while depending on the Branghtons' dubious hospitality.




