All that I ask of you now, that the Bologna, in disappointing you, has disappointed herself (great re-venge!) is within your own power to grant, without detriment to yourself, and, I hope, without regret. It consists of two or three articles: the first is, to re-solve within yourself, that you will not novo, should that heat of the zealot’s imagination, which has seemed to carry her above herself subside (as I have no doubt but it will); and should she even fol-low you to your native place, as a still nobler wo — man ignobly did; that you will not now receive her offered hand! O Grandison! If you do

Next, that you will (thus fairly, though foolishly y dismissed, and the whole family rejoicing in your dismission, well as they pretend to love you) put it out of your own power, since the Florentine can have no hope, to give the Bolognese any. My soul thirsts to see her in a nunnery: I could myself as-sume the veil in the same convent, I think I could, for the pleasure of exulting over her for the pangs she has occasioned me. But for her, Olivia would have been mistress of her own wishes.

Preach not to me, Grandison, against that spirit of revenge, which ever did, and ever must, actuate my heart. Slighted love will warrant it, or nothing can! Have I not lost the man I loved by it? Can I regain him, it I conquer that not ignoble vehemence of a great mind? No! Forbear then the unavailing precept, lam not of Bologna. Iamnozealot! While the warm blood flows in my veins, I pretend not to be above human nature. When I can divest myself of that, then, perhaps I may follow your advice: I may seek to cultivate the friendship of Mrs. Beaumont: but till then, she would not accept of mine.

Grandison! born to distinction! princely in your munificence! amiable in your person! great in your mind, in your sentiments! you have conquered your ambition You may therefore unite yourself to the politest country maid, and the loveliest, that ever adorned your various climate: yet, O that in the same hour, the Bolognese might assume the veil, and the lovely English maid refuse your offered hand!

My third request is (as before requested) that you will not refuse the cabinets which will be soon embarked for you. Be not afraid of me, Grandison; I form no pretensions upon you from this present? valuable as you, perhaps, may think it. Your sim-ple acceptance is all the return I hope for. Write only these words with your own hand “ Olivia, I accept your present, and thank you for it.” Receive it only as a token of my past love, for a man whose virtues I admire, and, by degrees, shall hope to imi-tate. That, Sir, when a certain event was most my wish, was not the least motive for that wish: but now, what will be the destiny of the bewildered creature, who is left at large to her own will, who can tell? A will, that only one man in the world could have subjugated. His controul would have been freedom.