LETTER XVI.

Miss WARLEY to Lady MARY SUTTON.

_Barford Abbey_.

Once more, my dear Lady, I dispatch a packet from this place,--after

bidding adieu to the agreeable Dean,--Brandon Lodge,--and my friends in

that neighbourhood.

How long I shall continue here, God only knows.--If my wishes could

avail, the time would be short; very short, indeed.--I am quite out of

patience with Mr. and Mrs. Smith; some delay every time I hear from

them.--First, we were to embark the middle of this month;--then the

latter end;--now it is put off till the beginning of the next:--perhaps,

when I hear next, it will be, they do not go at all.--Such weak

resolutions are never to be depended on;--a straw, like a magnet, will

draw them from side to side.

I think I am as much an inhabitant of this house as of Mr.

Jenkings's:--I lay here last night after my journey, and shall dine here

this day; but as a great deal of company is expected, must go to my

_other_ home to dress.--To-morrow your Ladyship shall command me.

From Mr. _Jenkings's_.

Rejoice with me, my dear Lady.--You _will_ rejoice, I know, you _will_.

to find my eyes are open to my folly.--How could I be so vain; so

presumptuous!--Yes, it must be vanity, it must be presumption to the

highest,--gloss it over as I will,--to harbour thoughts which before

this your Ladyship is acquainted with.--Did you not blush for me?--did

you not in contempt throw aside my letter?--Undoubtedly you did.--Go,

you said.--I am sure, dear Madam, you _must_ let me not again behold the

weakness of that poor silly girl.--But this is my hope, you are not apt

to judge unfavourably, _even_ in circumstances that will scarce admit of

palliation.--Tell me, my dear Lady, I am pardoned; tell me so, and I

shall never be again unhappy.--How charming, to have _peace_ and

_tranquility_ restor'd, when I fear'd they were for _ever_ banish'd my

breast!--I welcomed the friends;--my heart bounded at their return;--I

smiled on them;--soothed them;--and promised never more to drive them

out.

Thank you, Lord Allen;--again, I thank you:--can I ever be too

grateful?--You have been instrumental to my repose.

The company that dined at the Abbey yesterday were Lord and Lady Allen,

Lord Baily, Mr. Mrs. and Miss Winter.--This was the first day I changed

my mourning;--a white lutestring, with the fine suit of rough garnets

your Ladyship gave me, was my dress on the occasion.--But let me proceed

to the incident for which I stand indebted for the secret tranquility,

the innate repose I now possess in a _superlative_ degree.--

When I went to Mr. Jenkings's to dress for dinner, Lord Darcey attended

me, as usual:--the coach was to fetch us.--I thought I never saw his

Lordship in such high good humour; what I mean is, I never saw him in

such spirits.--To speak the truth, his temper always appears

unruffled;--sometimes a little gloomy; but I suppose he is not exempted

from the common ills of life.--He entertained me on the way with a

description of the company expected, interlarding his conversation with

observations tending to raise my vanity. Notwithstanding his seeming

sincerity, I was proof against such insinuations.--If he had stopp'd

_there_,--well, if he had stop'd _there_;--what then?--Why then,

perhaps, I should not have betray'd the weakness of my heart.--But I

hope thy confusion pass'd unobserv'd;--I hope it was not seen before I

could draw my handkerchief from my pocket: if it should, heavens! the

very thought has dyed me scarlet.

I am running on as though your Ladyship had been present in Mr.

Jenkings's parlour,--in the coach,--and at table, whither I must conduct

you, my dear Lady, if your patience will bear a minute

_recital_.--First, then, to our conference in the parlour, after I was

dress'd.

My coming down interrupted a _tête-à-tête_ between his Lordship and

Edmund. The latter withdrew soon after I entered;--_it look'd some-how

as if designed;--it vexed me_;--mean it how he would, _it much_

disconcerted me:--I _hate_, I _despise_ the least appearance of

design.--In vain did I attempt to bring him back; he only answer'd he

would be with us instantly.

I was no sooner seated, than his Lordship placed himself by me; and

fetching a deep sigh, said, I wish it was in my power to oblige Miss

Warley as much as it is in hers to oblige me.--

My Lord, I cannot conceive how I have it in my power to oblige you. He

took my hand,--Yes, Madam, to make _me_ happy,--for ever happy,--to

make _Sir James_ and _Lady Powis happy_, you have only to determine not

to quit your native country.

Stop! my Lord, if you mean my going to _Montpellier_, I am

determin'd.--And are you _really_ determin'd, Miss Warley?--his face

overspread with a dreadful paleness.

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