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When Haggerdorn had been dismissed the Queen said to the King: 'I have been thinking about the replacement of Haggerdorn.'
'Yes, yes,' said the King, now as always deeply interested in household matters.
'I have an idea. I wonder what Your Majesty will think of it.'
The change in him was miraculous. She thought: If he could be shut away from State affairs and his troublesome sons, he could be a happy family man. He should be concerned with only small matters. Poor George, to have been born heir to a crown!
'I am eager to hear,' he told her.
'Do you remember the authoress we met at dear Mrs. De-laney's ... the famous Miss Burney? I was thinking of giving the place to her.'
The King's face lit up with pleasure. 'Dear Mrs. Delaney,' he said. 'I remember well.'
That was a pleasant memory. He had set Mrs. Delaney up in a house close to Windsor Lodge; he had supplied all the furniture himself and had even seen to the stocking of the kitchen
cupboards. She remembered his great glee when he brought Mrs. Delaney to see it and tears of pleasure now came into his eyes at the memory.
'Miss Burney,' said the King. 'A very clever young lady, so they tell me.'
'There can be no doubt that she is clever. I should like to hear her read her own books. We are in need of a reader and it seems to me an excellent plan to have a famous authoress in the household.'
The King was nodding. Such a pleasant encounter. Miss Burney had been so overcome by royal condescension and both he and the Queen had talked to her of her books.
'Yes, yes, yes,' went on the King. 'I think you should give the place to Miss Burney.'
It was ten o'clock on a hot July morning when the carriage containing Miss Burney and her father left St. Martin's Street for Windsor. Dr. Burney was delighted with this honour bestowed on his daughter; Fa
What was she, a famous novelist, the darling of London literary society, accustomed to enlightened conversation, going to do in what she knew must be the stultified atmosphere of the royal household?
Perhaps it was not such a fortunate day when she had gone to stay with Mrs. Delaney and had made the acquaintance of the King and Queen. Who would have thought from that meeting that this would have happened?
But one did not apparently decline what was undoubtedly looked upon as an honour.
Oh dear, thought Fa
And she thought of the Queen—the squat ugly little woman with the German accent; and the big alarming King with those fierce eyebrows and that disconcerting habit of shooting questions at one which perhaps did not need an answer. 'Eh, eh? What, what?' And speaking so quickly that if one were a little nervous—and who would not be speaking to the King?—one just could not understand what he was talking about.
But Father, dear Father, was delighted; and so were the family. She could imagine them all boasting: 'Fa
Dr. Burney was now looking as pleased as though he were taking his bow on a concert platform after the most successful performance of his career.
How, Fa
Her eyes rested on her bag. In that were her clothes which she was sure would be most unsuitable. She had no feeling for clothes and never would have. But in that bag was her diary and that should be her comfort, her solace, and in it she would write frankly of her feelings and impressions; she would also write to her sister Susan. Yes, whatever alarms and discomforts, she would always be able to write.
Dr. Burney was talking of the King with respectful awe. The King, whatever people might say of him, loved music, so Fa
Yes, I know, thought Fa
She thought of the old days when she had listened to dear Dr. Johnson and James Boswell and Mrs. Thrale.
Oh dear, thought Fa
Her father smiled at her. Fa
They came into Windsor and there was the Castle—grand and imposing.
'You will not live in the Castle, of course,' her father reminded her, 'but in the Upper Lodge.'
'Less imposing,' said Fa
The carriage had arrived at Mrs. Delaney's house and here they alighted. Mrs. Delaney welcomed them into her house, beaming with pleasure, for she regarded this appointment of Fa
While the luggage was being taken out Mrs. Delaney sent a message to Upper Lodge to say that Miss Burney had arrived. Then Fa
4 I am certain to do something wrong,' declared Fa
'My dear,' said Mrs. Delaney, 'you will find Her Majesty very kind.'
'She will need to be,' said Fa
'Remember, my dear, that you are a famous novelist and that the Queen has enjoyed your books. In fact she is hoping that you will read them aloud to her and the Princesses.'
'But you know my voice. It is low, and when I raise it it ... it squeaks. Oh, dear Mrs. Delaney, I shall be the most dismal failure.' Fa
'It is a good thing,' said Dr. Burney, 'that Her Majesty ca
A message was delivered at Mrs. Delaney's that the Queen had heard of the arrival of Dr. and Miss Burney and was ready to receive them.
'So,' said Mrs. Delaney, 'you may go and good luck go with you.'
Fa
In the Queen's drawing room Her Majesty was seated, and standing beside her was a large and extremely ugly woman to whom Fa
Forward, thought Fa
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'Dr. Burney ... Miss Burney.'
The Queen was smiling. 'It gives nic great pleasure to sec you. Miss Burney, we hope you are going to be happy with us.'
'Your Majesty is very gracious,' murmured Fa
Dr. Burney, at ease, said something about his daughter's being overcome by the honour done to her.
'It is delightful to have a novelist with us who has given such pleasure with her books,' said the Queen. 'This is my Keeper of the Robes. She will tell you what your duties will be. Schwellcn-burg, pray take Miss Burney to her apartments. I daresay she is a little tired and perhaps would like to rest before she begins her duties.'
The cue to depart, thought Fa
She walked out backwards—a necessary procedure, Mrs. De-lancy had told her, and a most awkward one, Fa
At last the door had shut and she was able to walk naturally.
She smiled up at the grim face of Madam von Schwellenburg and thought it extremely unpleasant.