Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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I have been ask'd, it is true, often, for my fortune;--at least, I look
upon asking for my heart to be the same thing.--Sure, I could never be such a fool to part with the latter, when I well knew it was requested only to be put in possession of the former! _You_ think Jenkings suspects his son has a _too_ tender regard for you;--_you_ think he is uneasy on that account.--Perhaps he is uneasy;--but time will convince you his suspicions, his uneasiness, proceed not from the _cause you imagine_.--He is a good man; you cannot think too well of him. I hope this letter will find you safe return'd to Hampshire. I am preparing to leave the Spaw with all possible expedition: I should quit it with reluctance, but for the prospect of visiting it again next summer, with my dear Fanny. At Montpelier the winter will slide on imperceptibly: many agreeable families will there join us from the Spaw, whose good-humour and chearful dispositions, together with plentiful draughts of the Pouhon Spring, have almost made me forget the last ten years I have dragg'd, on in painful sickness. The family in which I have found most satisfaction, is Lord Hampstead's:--every way calculated to make themselves and others happy;--such harmony is observed through the whole, that the mechanism of the individuals seem to be kept in order by one common wheel.--I rejoice that I shall have an opportunity of introducing you to them.--We have fixed to set out the same day for Montpelier. Lady Elizabeth, the eldest daughter, has obligingly offer'd to travel in |
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