He took the removed chair, and drew it so near mine, squatting in it
with his ugly weight, that he pressed upon my hoop.--I was so offended
(all I had heard, as I said, in my head) that I removed to another
chair. I own I had too little command of myself. It gave my brother
and sister too much advantage. I day say they took it. But I did it
involuntarily, I think. I could not help it.--I knew not what I did.

I saw that my father was excessively displeased. When angry, no man's
countenance ever shews it so much as my father's. Clarissa Harlowe!
said he with a big voice--and there he stopped. Sir! said I,
trembling and courtesying (for I had not then sat down again); and put
my chair nearer the wretch, and sat down--my face, as I could feel,
all in a glow.

Make tea, child, said my kind mamma; sit by me, love, and make tea.

I removed with pleasure to the seat the man had quitted; and being
thus indulgently put into employment, soon recovered myself; and in
the course of the breakfasting officiously asked two or three
questions of Mr. Solmes, which I would not have done, but to make up
with my father.--Proud spirits may be brought to! Whisperingly spoke
my sister to me, over her shoulder, with an air of triumph and scorn:
but I did not mind her.

My mother was all kindness and condescension. I asked her once, if
she were pleased with the tea? She said, softly, (and again called me
dear,) she was pleased with all I did. I was very proud of this
encouraging goodness: and all blew over, as I hoped, between my father
and me; for he also spoke kindly to me two or three times.