Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 7 by Samuel Richardson
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For they seldom inquire, but what they fear--and the proverb, as my Lord
has it, says, It comes with a fear. That is, I suppose, what they fear generally happens, because there is generally occasion for the fear. Curiosity indeed she avows to be her only motive for these interrogatories: for, though she says her Ladyship may suppose the questions are not asked for good to me, yet the answer can do me no harm, nor her good, only to give her to understand, whether I have told her a parcel of d----d lyes; that's the plain English of her inquiry. Well, Madam, said I, with as much philosophy as I could assume; and may I ask--Pray, what was your Ladyship's answer? There's a copy of it, tossing it to me, very disrespectfully. This answer was dated July 1. A very kind and complaisant one to the lady, but very so-so to her poor kinsman--That people can give up their own flesh and blood with so much ease!--She tells her 'how proud all our family would be of an alliance with such an excellence.' She does me justice in saying how much I adore her, as an angel of a woman; and begs of her, for I know not how many sakes, besides my soul's sake, 'that she will be so good as to have me for a husband:' and answers--thou wilt guess how--to the lady's questions. Well, Madam; and pray, may I be favoured with the lady's other letter? I presume it is in reply to your's. It is, said the Peer: but, Sir, let me ask you a few questions, before you read it--give me the letter, Lady Betty. |
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