Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 7 by Samuel Richardson
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she so freely blames!
This above half affected me.--Had this dispute been so handled by every one, I had been ashamed to look up. I began to be bashful. Charlotte asked if I did not still seem inclinable to do the lady justice, if she would accept of me? It would be, she dared to say, the greatest felicity the family could know (she would answer for one) that this fine lady were of it. They all declared to the same effect; and Lady Sarah put the matter home to me. But my Lord Marplot would have it that I could not be serious for six minutes together. I told his Lordship that he was mistaken; light as he thought I made of his subject, I never knew any that went so near my heart. Miss Patty said she was glad to hear that: and her soft eyes glistened with pleasure. Lord M. called her sweet soul, and was ready to cry. Not from humanity neither, Jack. This Peer has no bowels; as thou mayest observe by this treatment of me. But when people's minds are weakened by a sense of their own infirmities, and when they are drawing on to their latter ends, they will be moved on the slightest occasions, whether those offer from within or without them. And this, frequently, the unpenetrating world, calls humanity; when all the time, in |
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