Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 1 by Samuel Richardson
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accept of them. I hate him more than before. One great estate is
already obtained at the expense of the relations to it, though distant relations; my brother's, I mean, by his godmother: and this has given the hope, however chimerical that hope, of procuring others; and that my own at least may revert to the family. And yet, in my opinion, the world is but one great family. Originally it was so. What then is this narrow selfishness that reigns in us, but relationship remembered against relationship forgot? But here, upon my absolute refusal of him upon any terms, have I had a signification made me that wounds me to the heart. How can I tell it you? Yet I must. It is, my dear, that I must not for a month to come, or till license obtained, correspond with any body out of the house. My brother, upon my aunt's report, (made, however, as I am informed, in the gentlest manner, and even giving remote hopes, which she had no commission from me to give,) brought me, in authoritative terms, the prohibition. Not to Miss Howe? said I. No, not to Miss Howe, Madam, tauntingly: for have you not acknowledged, that Lovelace is a favourite there? See, my dear Miss Howe!-- And do you think, Brother, this is the way-- Do you look to that.--But your letters will be stopt, I can tell you.- |
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