Good God! lifting up his hands and eyes, Wifh what noble minds hast thou distinguished these two women! Is it for this, madam, that you wish to wait for the next letters from Italy? I have owned before, that I presumed not to declare myself to you till I was siu’e of Clementina’s adlierence to a resolution so nobly taken. We will, however, expect the next letters. My situation has not been happy. Nothing but the consciousness of my own integrity (e — cuse, madam, the seeming boast) and a firm trust in Providence, could, at certain times, have supported me.

My mind, my Charlotte, seemed too high wroi;;;h.t. Seeing me much disturbed, he resumed the subject of Sir Hargrave’s letter, as a somewhat less-affecting one. You see, mv dearest Miss Byron, said he, a kind of necessity for my hastening up. Another melancholy occasioji oifers: poor Sir llarry Beau-. champ desires to see me, before he dies. What a chequered life ig this! I received Sir Hargrave’s letter to Dr. Bartlett, and this intimation from my Beauchanip by a particular dispatch, just before I came hither. I grudge the time I must lose tomorrow: but we must make some sacrifices to good neighbourhood and civility. Poor Greville had a view, by inviting all his neighbours and me, to let himself down gracefully in a certain case. He made a merit of his resignation to me, before all the company; every one of which admired my dear Miss Byron. Well received as I was, by every gentle-man then present, I could not avoid inviting them, in my turn; but I wiii endeavour to recover tl^e time. J lave I your approbation, madam, for setting out on Saturday morning, early? I am afraid I must borrow of the Sunday some hours, on my journey. But visiting the sick is an act of mercy.

You will be so engaged tomorrow, Sir, said I, with your numerous guests (and my uncle and cou-sin .lames will add to the number) that I suppose we shall hardly see you before you set out (early, as you say that will be) on Saturday morning.

He said, he had given orders already (and, for fear of mistakes, should inforce them to-night) for the entcn-.innient of his guests; and he would do himself the pleasure of breakfasting with us in the morning. Dear Lad)’ Clementina, forgive me! I shall nc)t, l am afraid, know how to part with him, though but for a few weeks. How could you let him depart from you; you knew not but it would be for ever? But you are a wonder of a woman! I am at least at this time, a poor creature, compared to you!

I a^kfd his leave to shew my grandmannna and aunt, and my Lucy, as well as his two sisters. Sir, Hargiave’s letter. He wished that they o/.’(yshou](^ .^ee it.