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Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 1 by Samuel Richardson
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I hope my mother will be able to prevail for me.--But I will recount
it all, though I sit up the whole night to do it; for I have a vast
deal to write, and will be as minute as you wish me to be.

I concluded my last in a fright. It was occasioned by a conversation
that passed between my mother and my aunt, part of which Hannah
overheard. I need not give you the particulars; since what I have to
relate to you from different conversations that have passed between my
mother and me, in the space of a very few hours, will include them
all. I will begin then.

I went down this morning when breakfast was ready with a very uneasy
heart, from what Hannah had informed me of yesterday afternoon;
wishing for an opportunity, however, to appeal to my mother, in hopes
to engage her interest in my behalf, and purposing to try to find one
when she retired to her own apartment after breakfast: but, unluckily,
there was the odious Solmes, sitting asquat between my mother and
sister, with so much assurance in his looks!--But you know, my dear,
that those we love not, cannot do any thing to please us.

Had the wretch kept his seat, it might have been well enough: but the
bend and broad-shouldered creature must needs rise, and stalk towards
a chair, which was just by that which was set for me.

I removed it to a distance, as if to make way to my own: and down I
sat, abruptly I believe; what I had heard all in my head.

But this was not enough to daunt him. The man is a very confident, he
is a very bold, staring man!--Indeed, my dear, the man is very
confident.
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