Sir Cliaries’s looks and behaviour were so respect-ful, that every one addressed me as a person of in creased consequence. Do you think, Lady G. that Lord (j.‘s and Lord L.‘s resj)ectful behaviour to their wives do not as much credit to their own hearts, as to their ladies? How happy are you, that you have recollected yourself, and now encourage not others, by your example, to make a jest of a l:usbait(l\s love! \\\\\ you forgive me the recollection, for the sake of the joy I have in the reforma — tion?

I have read this letter, just now, to my aunt and Lucy, all except this last saucy hint to you. They clasped me each in their arms, and said, they ad-mired him, and were })leased with we, Listruct me, my dear ladies, how to behave in such a manner, as may shew my gratitude (I had almost said my love); yet not go so very far, as to leave the day, the hour, every-thing to his determination!

But, on reading to my aunt and Lucy what I had written, I was ashamed to find, that when he was enumerating the friends he hoped to have near him, or about him, I had forgot to ren;indhim of n;y I-^mi-h, I’ngrateful Harriet! But don’t tell her*^that I was so absorbed in self, and that the conversation was so interesting, that my heart was more of a pas-sive than an active machine at the time. I will soon find, or viciLe, an occasion to be her solicitress. You once thouglit that Emily, ibr her own sake, should not live with us; but her heart is set upon it. Dei^r creature! I love lier! I will sooth her! I will take lit r to my bosom! I will, by my sisterly compas-sion, intitie myself to all her confidence; she shall have all mine. Nor shall her guardian suspect her.

I will be as faithful to her secret, as you and Lady L. were (thankfully I remember it!) to mine. Do you think, my dear, that if Lady Clementina [I bow to her merit whenever I name her to myself] had had such a true, such a soothing friend, to whom she could have revealed the secret that oppressed her noble heart, while her passion was young, it would have been attended with such a deprivation of her reason, as made unhappy all who had the ho-nour of being related to her? * * my dear Lady G! I am undone! Emily is undone; we are all undone! I am afraid so! My intolerable carelessness! I will run away from him! I cannot look him in the face! But I am most, most of all, concerned for my Emily!

Walking in the garden with Lucy, I dropt the last sheet, marked 6, of this letter *