Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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entertain'd by one another's conversation.--Never saw I any two
seemingly more happy!--The chearfulness of the former augmented;--the voice of the latter at least three notes lower.--This has been since explain'd to me by Lady Powis.--Mr. Morgan, she says, notwithstanding his rough appearance, is of a nature so compassionate, that, to people defective in person or fortune, he is the gentlest creature breathing. Our party broke up at nine.--I sat half an hour after supper, then propos'd returning to Mr. Jenkings's.--Lady Powis would not hear me on this subject--I must stay that night at the Abbey:--venturing out such weather would hazard my health.--So said Sir James; so said Lord Darcey.--As for Mr. Morgan, he swore, Was he the former, his horses should not stir out for fifty pieces, unless, said he, Sir James chooses to be a fellow-sufferer with Lord Allen, who I have led such a chace this day, that he was forced to leave poor Snip on the forest.--Saying which, he threw himself back in the chair, and fell into a sound sleep.--About eleven I retir'd to my chamber;--a message first being sent to Mr. Jenkings.--Instead of going immediately to bed, I sat down and indulg'd myself with the satisfaction of writing to my beloved Lady Mary.--This morning I got up early to finish my packet; and though I have spent half an hour with Mr. Jenkings, shall close it before her Ladyship is stirring. Your commands, my dear Lady, are executed.--I have wrote Mrs. Smith; and as soon as I receive her answer, shall, with a joyful heart, with impatient fondness, prepare to throw at your Ladyship's feet, Your much honour'd, and affectionate, |
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