Sir Charles intends to pay his respects to Lord and Lady W. at Windsor; and to the Earl of G. and Lady Gertrude, who are at their Berkshire seat. My honest lord has obtained my leave, at the first asking, to attend him thither My brother will wait on Sir Harry, and Lady Beauchamp in his way to Lady Mansfield’s Beauchamp will accompany him thi-ther. Poor Grandison, as humble as a mouse, though my brother does all he can to raise him, desires to be in his tram as he calls it, all the way, and never to be from under his wing. My brother intends to make a short visit toGrandison-hall, when he is so near as at Lady Mansfield’s: Dr. Bartlett will accompany him thither, as all the way; and hopes he will approve of every-thing he has done there, and in that neighbourhood, in his absence. The good man has promised to write to me. Emily is sometimes to be with me, sometimes with aunt Eleanor, at the ancient’s request; though Lord and Lady L. mutter at it. My brother’s trusty Saun-ders is to be left behind, in order to dispatch to his master, by man and horse, any letters that may come from abroad; and I have promised to send him an account of the healths, and-so-forth, of our North-amptonshire friends. I think it would be a right thing in him to take a turn to Selby-house. I hope you think so too. Don’t fib, Harriet.

Adieu, my dear. Eor God’s sake be well, prays your sister, your friend, and the friend of all your friends, ever-affectionate and obliged,

CHARLOTTE G.

Letter XLIV.

Miss Harriet Byron to Lady G.

Thursday, September 7. I will write to your letter as it lies before me.

I do most heartily congratulate you, my dear Lady G. on the arrival of your brother. I do not wonder that his fatigues, and his disappointment, have made an alteration in his person and countenance. Sir Charles Grandison would not be the man he is, if he had not sensibility.

You could not know your brother, my dear, if you expected from him recriminations on your past odd bel aviour to Lord G. I hope he does not yet know a tenth part of it: but if he did, as he hoped you saw your error, and would be good for the future, he was right surely to forget, what you ought not, but with contrition, to remember. You are very naughty in the letter before me; and I love you too well to spare you.