Sadie's Journal
I don't want to give Captain O'Hara an answer. I don't even know what I want to do. Do I say yes and allow myself to be married to him someday, or do I say no and wait for someone else to come along? Or will I be an old maid? I asked Tavy this morning what I should do, but he only hissed when I said O'Hara's name. I guess that was a 'no'. Or maybe a 'heavens no'.
If only Colonel Tavington had been there when O'Hara asked. He could have given an answer for me, and then pulled me away to have a dance and get my mind off it. But he wasn't, and now I am blinded as to what I should do. O'Hara still hasn't talked to my uncle, because my uncle is still asking me if I am ill.
I tried to hint to Colonel Tavington when I danced with him for a second time that O'Hara had asked to court me, and I think he got the message, but before he had even said anything, my uncle called the room to order and began his announcement of Tavingtons' reward. He recieved a medal and his spot back in raiding. He will be watching me only when my uncle needs him to. The issue between O'Hara and myself were driven completely out of his mind. I didn't blame him of course, but I would have liked it if he could have done something about it.
Meanwhile O'Hara seems to be trailing me more then usual. I first noticed it when I was out in the gardens earlier today. Colonel Tavington had gone out on a raid ( it was his first one since he got back on he job). I decided that I would go outside just for a little bit. I took Tavy with me, and as I walked he began to spit and hiss. I looked in the direction he was, and found O'Hara hurriedly backing off and interesting himself in a rose on a rose bush. I had to turn my back so Tavy couldn't see him. He was still hissing a little when we reached my quarters, and stopped when my uncle came in to see me. He took Tavy into his arms and Tavy began purring contentedly. My uncle stroked him and spoke to me as he did so.
"Did you have anyone in mind," he had asked me.
I didn't understand him. Then he told me that when I turn sixteen people were going to want to court me, and because I am the niece of the Lord General, there will be a lot of men lining up for me. What wouldn't I give to have had had the heart to tell him that someone had already asked for a reserved spot in courting me. I couldn't do it though, and I ended up telling him I just hadn't thought about it. I decided that since O'Hara was the one who is sure of what he wants, he should be the one to tell my uncle. The longer he waits to ask, the longer I wait to decide.
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