"His Flattery had made such a Dupe of my Aunt, that she assented, without the least Suspicion of his Sincerity, to all he said; so sure is Vanity to weaken every Fortress of the Understanding, and to betray us to every Attack of the Enemy."
— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)
You will believe, Madam, that I readily forgave him all he had said, not only from that Motive which I have mentioned, but as I was assured he had spoke the Reverse of his real Sentiments. I was not, however, quite so well pleased with my Aunt, who began to treat me as if I was really an Ideot. Her Contempt, I own, a little piqued me; and I could not help often expressing my Resentment, when we were alone together, to Mr. Bennet; who never failed to gratify me, by making her Conceit the Subject of his Wit; a Talent which he possessed in the most extraordinary Degree.
See Amelia. By Henry Fielding, 4 vols. (London: A. Millar, 1752). <Link to ECCO>
Reading Henry Fielding, Amelia, ed. David Blewett (London: Penguin Books, 1987).