Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 5 by Samuel Richardson
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My dearest soul--Would you have me appear--
I would have you appear, Sir, as you are! I am resolved that I will appear to my uncle's friend, and to my uncle, as I am. For one week, my dearest life! cannot you for one week--only till the settlements-- Not for one hour, with my own consent. You don't know, Sir, how much I have been afflicted, that I have appeared to the people below what I am not. But my uncle, Sir, shall never have it to upbraid me, nor will I to upbraid myself, that I have wilfully passed upon him in false lights. What, my dear, would you have me say to the Captain to-morrow morning? I have given him room to think-- Then put him right, Mr. Lovelace. Tell the truth. Tell him what you please of the favour of your relations to me: tell him what you will about the settlements: and if, when drawn, you will submit them to his perusal and approbation, it will show him how much you are in earnest. My dearest life!--Do you think that he would disapprove of the terms I have offered? No. Then may I be accursed, if I willingly submit to be trampled under foot by my enemies! And may I, Mr. Lovelace, never be unhappy in this life, if I submit to |
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