MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE, TO MISS HOWE TUESDAY, MARCH 7.

By my last deposit, you will see how I am driven, and what a poor

prisoner I am.--No regard had to my reputation. The whole matter is now

before you. Can such measures be supposed to soften?--But surely they

can only mean to try and frighten me into my brother's views!--All my

hope is, to be able to weather this point till my cousin Morden comes

from Florence; and he is soon expected: yet, if they are determined upon

a short day, I doubt he will not be here in time enough to save me.

It is plain by my brother's letter, that my mother has not spared me, in

the report she was pleased to make of the conference between herself and

me: yet she was pleased to hint to me, that my brother had views which

she would have had me try to disappoint. But indeed she had engaged to

give a faithful account of what was to pass between herself and me: and

it was, doubtless, much more eligible to give up a daughter, than to

disoblige a husband, and every other person of the family.

They think they have done every thing by turning away my poor Hannah:

but as long as the liberty of the garden, and my poultry-visits, are

allowed me, they will be mistaken.

I asked Mrs. Betty, if she had any orders to watch or attend me; or

whether I was to ask her leave whenever I should be disposed to walk in

the garden, or to go feed my bantams?--Lord bless her! what could I mean

by such a question! Yet she owned, that she had heard, that I was not to

go into the garden, when my father, mother, or uncles were there.

However, as it behoved me to be assured on this head, I went down

directly, and staid an hour, without question or impediment; and yet a

good part of the time, I walked under and in sight, as I may say, of my

brother's study window, where both he and my sister happened to be.

And I am sure they saw me, by the loud mirth they affected, by way of

insult, as I suppose.

So this part of my restraint was doubtless a stretch of the authority

given him. The enforcing of that may perhaps come next. But I hope not.

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