say!"

"He will yet, I hope," said Cecilia, "make you rejoice in all your
kindness to him: his health is already returning, and his affairs wear
again a more prosperous aspect" "But do you suppose, ma'am, that
having him sent two or three hundred miles away from me; with some
young master to take care of, is the way to make up to me what I have
gone through for him? why I used to deny myself every thing in the
world, in order to save money to buy him smart cloaths, and let him go
to the Opera, and Ranelagh, and such sort of places, that he might
keep himself in fortune's way! and now you see the end of it! here he
is, in a little shabby room up two pairs of stairs, with not one of
the great folks coming near him, to see if he's so much as dead or
alive."

"I do not wonder," said Cecilia, "that you resent their shewing so
little gratitude for the pleasure and entertainment they have formerly
received from him but comfort yourself that it will at least secure
you from any similar disappointment, as Mr Belfield will, in future,
be guarded from forming such precarious expectations."

"But what good will that do me, ma'am, for all the money he has been
throwing after them all this while? do you think I would have scraped
it up for him, and gone without every thing in the world, to see it
all end in this manner? why he might as well have been brought up the
commonest journeyman, for any comfort I shall have of him at this
rate. And suppose he should be drowned in going beyond seas? what am I
to do then?"

"You must not," said Cecilia, "indulge such fears; I doubt not but