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Chapters (10)
  1. SIR CHARLES GRANDISON
  2. PREFACE.
  3. NAMES OF THE PRINCIPAL PERSONS.
  4. VOLUME I.
  5. VOLUME II.
  6. VOLUME III.
  7. VOLUME IV.
  8. VOLUME V.
  9. VOLUME VI.
  10. VOLUME VII.

Safjr;lay, May 19. I H.WE somcthing to communicate to you, my dear Lady Grandison, and take your advice about: yet, f o young a creature as I aai, I am (jui’e ashamed.

But you must keep ray secret from every living soul, and from my guardian too, for the present, since in writing to you, I think I write to him, as you know all his heart, and are so prudent a lady. It is true, I was, (or I might have been, I should rather say) a forward girl with regard to him: but then my whole heart was captivated by his perfections, by his greatness of mind; that was all. May not a creature, though ever so young, admire a good man’s goodness? May she not have a deep sense of gratitude for kindness conferred? That gratitude may indeed, as she grows up, engage her too deeply; and / found myself in danger; but made my escape iu time. Thank God! and thank you, who assisted me! what an excellent lady are you, that one can speak to you of these tender matters! But you are the queen of our sex, and sit enthroned, holding out your sceptre in pity to one poor girl, and raising an-other, and another; for it is glory enough for you to call the man yours, for whom so many hearts have iigheJ in secret.

But this was always my way I never sat myself down to write to my guardian or to you, but my preambles v*ere longer than my matter To the point then but be sure keep my secret.

Here every-body is fond of Sir Edward Beau-champ. He is indeed a very agreeable man. Next to my guardian, 1 think him the most agreeable of men. He is ahvays coming down to us. I cannot but see that he is particularly obliging to me. I really believe, young as I am, he loves me: but every body is so silent about him: yet they slide away, and leave us together very often. Jt looks as if all fa-voured him; yet would not interiere. He has not made any declaration of love neither. I am so yoimg a creature, you know; and to be sure he is a wry prudcTit njaii.

My guardian dearly loves him who docs not? His address is so gentle: his words are so soothing: his voice To be sure he is a very amiable man! Now tell me freely Do you think my guardian (but pray only sound him I am so young a creature, you know) would be displeased if matters were to come to something in time? Three or four years hence, suppose, if Sir Edward would think it worth while to stay for so silly a creature? I would not think of sooner. If not, I would not allow myself to be so much in his company, you know.