"With such a companion to spend the long day!"

He is to be sure a most entertaining creature.

Adieu! I have no patience.

Yours,
A. Fermor.


After all, I am a little droll; I am angry with Emily for concluding
an advantageous match with a man she does not absolutely dislike, which
all good mammas say is sufficient; and this only because it breaks in
on a little circle of friends, in whose society I have been happy. O!
self! self! I would have her hazard losing a fine fortune and a coach
and six, that I may continue my coterie two or three months longer.

Adieu! I will write again as soon as we are married. My next will, I
suppose, be from Montreal. I die to see your brother and my little
Fitzgerald; this man gives me the vapours. Heavens! Lucy, what a
difference there is in men!


END OF VOL. I.




THE HISTORY OF EMILY MONTAGUE.