Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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interrupted.--Of _Lady Mary's_ steadiness and integrity I am
convinc'd;--of _Lady Powis_ I have had only a transitory view.--Heaven forbid she should be like such people as from my heart I despise, whose regards are agueish! Appearances promise the reverse;--but what is appearance? For the generality a mere cheat, a gaudy curtain. Pardon me, dear Lady Powis--I am distress'd,--I am perplex'd; but I do not think ill of you;--indeed I cannot,--unless I find--_No_, I cannot find it neither;--something tells me _Lady Mary_, my dear honour'd Lady Mary, will acquit you. We were receiv'd by Mrs. Jenkings, at our return, with a chearful countenance, and conducted to the dining-parlour, where, during our comfortable, meal, nothing was talk'd of but Sir James and Lady Powis:--the kind notice taken of your Fanny mentioned with transport. Thus honour'd,--thus belov'd,--dare I repine?--Why look on past enjoyments with such a wistful eye!--Mrs. Whitmore, my dear maternal Mrs. Whitmore, cannot be recall'd!--Strange perversenss!--why let that which would give me pleasure fleet away!--why pursue that which I cannot overtake!--No gratitude to heaven!--Gratitude to you, my dearest Lady, shall conquer this perverseness;--even now my heart overflows like a swoln river. Good night, good night, dear Madam; I am going to repose on the very bed where, for many years, rested the most deserving of men!--The housekeeper has been relating many of his virtues;--so many, that I long to see him, _though only in a dream_. Was it not before Mr. Powis went abroad, that your ladyship visited at |
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