Indeed, my dear, my eyes were swelled: I was very low spirited; and could
not think of entering all at once, after the distance I had kept him at
for several days, into the freedom of conversation which the utter
rejection I have met with from my relations, as well as your advice, has
made necessary.
He sent up to tell me, that as he heard I was fasting, if I would promise
to eat some chicken which Mrs. Sinclair had ordered for supper, he would
acquiesce.--Very kind in his anger! Is he not?
I promised that I would. Can I be more preparatively condescending?--How
happy, I'll warrant, if I may meet him in a kind and forgiving humour!