My dear Lady Clementina, she cannot hear. She shall never more come near you.

So you say.

Did I ever deceive you, madam?

I can’t remember: my memory is gone; quite gone, Camilla.

She then looked earnestly at Camilla, and screamed.

What ails you, my dearest young lady?

Recovering herself Ah, my own Camilla! It is you. I thought, by the cast of your eye, you were become Laurana. Do not, do not, give me such another look!

Camilla was not sensible of any particularity in her looks.

Here you have me again upon a journey, Ca-milla: but how do I know that I am not to be car — ried to my cruel cousin ?

You are really going to your father’s palace at Bologna, madam.

Is my mother there?

She is.

Who else?

The chevalier, madam.

What chevalier?

Grandison.

Impossible! Is he not in proud England?

He is come over, madam.

What for?

With a skilful English surgeon, in hopes to cure Signor Jeronymo

Poor Jeronymo!

And to pay his compliment to you, madam.

Flatterer! How many hundred times have I been told so?

Should you wish to see him, madam?

See whom?

The Chevalier Grandison.

Once I should; and sighed.

And not now, madam?

No: I have lost all I had to say to him. Yet I wish I were allowed to go to that England. We poor women are not suffered to go any-whither! while men

There she stopt; and Camilla could not make her say any more.

. The bishop was fond of repeating these particu-lars; as she had not, for some time, talked so much, and so sensibly.

Friday evening. I pass more than half my time with Signor Jero-nymo; but (that I may not fatigue his spirits) at different hours of the day. The Italian surgeons and Mr. Lowther happily agree in all their measures: they applaud him when his back is turned; and he speaks well of them in their absence. This mutual return of good offices, which they hear of, unites them. The patient declares, that he had not for months been so easy as now. Every-body attributes a great deal to his heart’s being revived by my fre-quent visits. To-morrow it is proposed to make an

SI H CHARLES GRANDISON, 313 opening below the most difficult wound. Mr.Low-ther says, he will not flatter us, till he sees the suc — cess of this operation.

The marquis and his lady are inexpressibly obliging to me. I had yesterday a visit from both, on an indisposition that confined me to my chamber; occasioned, I believe, by a hurry of spirits; by fa-tigue; by my apprehensions for Jeronymo; my concern for Clementina; and by my too great anxiety for the dear friends I had so lately left in England.