Harriet, if I am a witch, let Lucy know it. Here read this last pnragraph Have 1 guessed right at your subject of discourse? You will tell me, you say, in a letter by itself Do so.

Letter LII.

Lady Grandison to Miss Selby-[7n continuation of Lady G,^s subject,”]

You need not be told, my dear Lucy, that our charming Lady G. is mistress of penetration. Your happy Harriet has been engaged in the most pleasing conversation. The best of husbands conceals not from her one emotion of his excellent heart. He is greatly distressed for Clementina. It would be unworthy of his character, if he were not: yet he seems to think she may be happy with the Count of Belvedere: that is the point we have been debating. As Sir Charles would have been the man of her choice, but for an invincible obstacle, is it not owing, partly to his delicate modesty, that he thinks she may be so? What think you, Lucy?

Lady G. says, I make Clementina’s case my own. Be it so; because so it 07ight to be. Could I have been happy with Lord D.? Call it romantic, if you please Lady G.; 1 think it impossible that I could, even though I could not form to myself, that Sir Charles Grandison himself would make the tender, the indulgent husband he makes to the happiest of women.

Sir Charles gave me the particulars of the conver-sation that passed between him and Lady Clemen — tina in the garden. He observed that she is not a stranger to the count’s resolution, never to marry while she remains unmarried; and that it is the intention of that nobleman to return to Italy, and not go to Spain at all. Perhaps she had her information either from Camilla or Laura; who both lieard him declare as much. If she has condescended to hear them talk on a subject which every body else has studiously avoided, she may also have heard from them many other particulars greatly to the count’s honour; for they are his admirers and well-wishers.

Sir Charles believes she will take a gracious leave of the count before he sets out.

The solemn, the parting interview, was to have been in my drawing-room this afternoon: but Lady Clementina has given the count an unexpected, and joyful reprieve.

She dined in company. We were all charmed with her free and easy deportment, as well to the count, as to cvery-body else. His was not so easy. He, intending to bespeak the favour of half an hour’s audience of her, in order to take leave of her, when shu arose from table, was in visible agitations. How tJie poor man trembled! with what awe, with what reverence, as he sat, did he glance towards her! How did evcry-body })ity him, and by their eyes beseech her pity for liim! yet, in the same moment, our eyes fell under hers, as she looked upon each jjerson; we all seeming unwilling to have lier think we entreated for him by them. I thought I read in her lovely countenance more than once, compassion for him; yet, the breath hard-fetched, as often shewed a sigh suppressed, that indicated, I imagined, a lUsh