Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 7 by Samuel Richardson
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which I knew would of itself give me merit with your whole family: [they
were all ear:] a presumptuous one; a punishably-presumptuous one, as it has proved: in the hope that I might be an humble mean, in the hand of Providence, to reclaim a man who had, as I thought, good sense enough at bottom to be reclaimed; or at least gratitude enough to acknowledge the intended obligation, whether the generous hope were to succeed or not.' --Excellent young creature!-- Excellent young creature! echoed the Ladies, with their handkerchiefs at their eyes, attended with music. Lovel. By my soul, Miss Patty, you weep in the wrong place: you shall never go with me to a tragedy. Lady Betty. Hardened wretch. His Lordship had pulled off his spectacles to wipe them. His eyes were misty; and he thought the fault in his spectacles. I saw they were all cocked and primed--to be sure that is a very pretty sentence, said I----that is the excellency of this lady, that in every line, as she writes on, she improves upon herself. Pray, my Lord, proceed--I know her style; the next sentence will still rise upon us. Lord M. D----d fellow! [Again saddling, and reading.] 'But I have been most egregiously mistaken in Mr. Lovelace!' [Then they all clamoured again.]--'The only man, I persuade myself'---- Lovel. Ladies may persuade themselves to any thing: but how can she answer for what other men would or would not have done in the same |
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