Let me sketch it out See, then, the dear lady, with a countenance full ofbenignity, years written by venerableness, rather than by wrinkles, in her face; dignity and familiarity in her manner; one hand on his, talking to him: his fine countenance shining with modesty and reverence, looking delighted, as admiring her wisdom, and not a little regardful of her half-pointing finger [let tJiat be, for fear of mis-takes] to a creature young enough to be her grand — daughter; who, to avoid shewing too much sensi — bility, shall seem to be talking to two other young ladies [Nancy and Lucy suppose]; but, in order to distinguish the young creature, let her, with a blushing cheek, cast a sly eye on the grandmamma and young gentleman, while the other two shall not be afraid to look more free and unconcerned.

See, my dear, how fanciful I am: but I had a mind to tell you, in a new manner, how my grandmamma and Sir Charles seam to admire each other.

INIr. Deaneand he had also some talk together; my uncle joined them: and I blushed in earnest at the subject I only irnesseil at from the following words of Mr. Deane, at Sir Charles’s rising to come from them to my aunt and me, who both of us satin the bow-window. My dear Sir Charles Grandison, said Mr. Deane, you love to give pleasure; I never was so happy in my life, as I am in view of this long-wished-for event. You must oblige me; I insist upon it.

My aunt took it, as I did. A generous contention! said she. O my dear! we shall all be too happy. God grant that nothing may fall out to disconcert us! If there should, how many broken hearts

The first broken one, madam, interrupted I, would be the happiest: I, in that case, should have the ad-vantage of every-body.

Dear love! you are too serious [tears were in my eyes]: Sir Charles’s unquestionable honour is our se-curity! If Clementina bestedfast; if life and health be spared you and him If

Dear, dear madam, no more Ifs! Let there be but one If, and that on Lady Clementina’s resumption. In that case, I will submit; and God only (as indeed He always ought) shall be my reliance for the rest of my life.

Lucy, Nancy, and my two cousin Holles’s, came and spread, two and two, the other seats of the bow-window (there are but three) with their vast hoops; undoubtedly, because they saw SirCharles coming to us. It is difficult, whispered I to my aunt (petulantly enough) to get him one moment to one’s self. My cousin James (silly youth! thought I) stopt him in his way to me; but Sir Charles would not long be stopt: he led the interrupter towards us; and a seat net being at hand, while the young ladies were making a bustle to give him a place between them (toss — ing their hoops above their shoulders on one side) and my cousin James was hastening to bring him a chair; he threw himself at the feet of my aunt and me, making the floor his seat.