MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE, TO MISS HOWE [IN CONTINUATION.]

As this subject was introduced by himself, and treated so lightly by

him, I was going on to tell him more of my mind; but he interrupted

me--Dear, dear Madam, spare me. I am sorry that I have lived to this

hour for nothing at all. But surely you could not have quitted a subject

so much more agreeable, and so much more suitable, I will say, to your

present situation, if you had not too cruel a pleasure in mortifying a

man, who the less needed to be mortified, as he before looked up to you

with a diffidence in his own merits too great to permit him to speak

half of his mind to you. Be pleased but to return to the subject we were

upon; and at another time I will gladly embrace correction from the only

lips in the world so qualified to give it.

You talk of reformation sometimes, Mr. Lovelace, and in so talking,

acknowledge errors. But I see you can very ill bear the reproof, for

which perhaps you are not solicitous to avoid giving occasion. Far be it

from me to take delight in finding fault; I should be glad for both our

sakes, since my situation is what it is, that I could do nothing but

praise you. But failures which affect a mind that need not be very

delicate to be affected by them, are too grating to be passed over in

silence by a person who wishes to be thought in earnest in her own duties.

I admire your delicacy, Madam, again interrupted he. Although I suffer

by it, yet would I not have it otherwise: indeed I would not, when I

consider of it. It is an angelic delicacy, which sets you above all our

sex, and even above your own. It is natural to you, Madam; so you may

think it extraordinary: but there is nothing like it on earth, said the

flatterer--What company has he kept!

But let us return to the former subject--You were so good as to ask me

what I would advise you to do: I want but to make you easy; I want but

to see you fixed to your liking: your faithful Hannah with you; your

reconciliation with those to whom you wish to be reconciled, set

on foot, and in a train. And now let me mention to you different

expedients; in hopes that some one of them may be acceptable to you.

'I will go to Mrs. Howe, or to Miss Howe, or to whomsoever you would

have me to go, and endeavour to prevail upon them to receive you.*

* The reader, perhaps, need not be reminded that he had taken care from

the first (see Vol. I. Letter XXXI.) to deprive her of any protection

from Mrs. Howe. See in his next letter, a repeated account of the same

artifices, and his exultations upon his inventions to impose upon the

two such watchful ladies as Clarissa and Miss Howe.

'Do you incline to go to Florence to your cousin Morden? I will furnish

you with an opportunity of going thither, either by sea to Leghorn,

or by land through France. Perhaps I may be able to procure one of

the ladies of my family to attend you. Either Charlotte or Patty would

rejoice in such an opportunity of seeing France and Italy. As for

myself, I will only be your escort, in disguise, if you will have it so,

even in your livery, that your punctilio may not receive offence by my

attendance.'

I told him, I would consider of all he had said: but that I hoped for a

line or two from my aunt Hervey, if not from my sister, to both of

whom I had written, which, if I were to be so favoured, might help to

determine me. Mean time, if he would withdraw, I would particularly

consider of this proposal of his, in relation to my cousin Morden. And

if it held its weight with me, so far as to write for your opinion upon

it, he should know my mind in an hour's time.

He withdrew with great respect: and in an hour's time returned. And I

then told him it was unnecessary to trouble you for your opinion about

it. My cousin Morden was soon expected. If he were not, I could not

admit him to accompany me to him upon any condition. It was highly

improbable that I should obtain the favour of either of his cousins'

company: and if that could be brought about, it would be the same thing

in the world's eye as if he went himself.

This led us into another conversation; which shall be the subject of my

next.

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