Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 8 by Samuel Richardson
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I am in hopes that the word I left, that I am to go out of town to-morrow
morning, will soon bring the lady back again. Mean time, I thought I would write to divert thee, while thou art of such importance about the dying; and as thy servant, it seems, comes backward and forward every day, perhaps I may send thee another letter to-morrow, with the particulars of the interview between the dear creature and me; after which my soul thirsteth. LETTER XIV MR. LOVELACE, TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ. TUESDAY, AUG. 22. I must write on, to divert myself: for I can get no rest; no refreshing rest. I awaked just now in a cursed fright. How a man may be affected by dreams! 'Methought I had an interview with my beloved. I found her all goodness, condescension, and forgiveness. She suffered herself to be overcome in my favour by the joint intercessions of Lord M., Lady Sarah, Lady Betty, and my two cousins Montague, who waited upon her in deep mourning; the ladies in long trains sweeping after them; Lord M. in a long black mantle trailing after him. They told her they came in these robs to express their sorrow for my sins against her, and to implore her to forgive me. 'I myself, I thought, was upon my knees, with a sword in my hand, |
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