# Clarissa

### Or, the History of a Young Lady

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# Samuel Richardson

### Part 1 of 2

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### Vol. 1

Clarissa. Or, The History of a Young Lady: Comprehending The most Important Concerns of Private Life. And particularly shewing, The Distresses that may attend the Misconduct Both of Parents and Children, In Relation to Marriage. Published by the Editor of Pamela.

### PREFACE.

The following History is given in a Series of Letters, written principally in a double, yet separate, Correspondence;
Between Two young Ladies of Virtue and Honour, bearing an inviolable Friendship for each other, and writing upon the most interesting Subjects: And
Between Two Gentlemen of free Lives; one of them glorying in his Talents for Stratagem and Invention, and communicating to the other, in Confidence, all the secret Purposes of an intriguing Head, and resolute Heart.
But it is not amiss to premise, for the sake of such as may apprehend Hurt to the Morals of Youth from the more freely-written Letters, That the Gentlemen, tho' professed Libertines as to the Fair Sex, and making it one of their wicked Maxims, to keep no Faith with any of the Individuals of it who throw themselves into their Power, are not, however, either Infidels or Scoffers: Nor yet such as think themselves freed from the Observance of other moral Obligations.
On the contrary, it will be found, in the Progress of the Collection, that they very often make such Reflections upon each other, and each upon himself, and upon his Actions, as reasonable Beings, who disbelieve not a future State of Rewards and Punishments (and who one day propose to reform) must sometimes make: -One of them actually reforming, and antidoting the Poison which some might otherwise apprehend would be spread by the gayer Pen, and lighter Heart, of the other.
And yet that other, [altho' in unbosoming himself to a select Friend, he discover Wickedness enough to intitle him to general Hatred] preserves a Decency, as well in his Images, as in his Language, which is not always to be found in the Works of some of the most celebrated modern Writers, whose Subjects and Characters have less warranted the Liberties they have taken.
Length will be naturally expected, not only from what has been said, but from the following Considerations:
That the Letters on both Sides are written while the Hearts of the Writers must be supposed to be wholly engaged in their Subjects: The Events at the Time generally dubious: - So that they abound, not only with critical Situations; but with what may be called instantaneous Descriptions and Reflections; which may be brought home to the Breast of the youthful Reader: -As also, with affecting Conversations; many of them written in the Dialogue or Dramatic Way.
To which may be added, that the Collection contains not only the History of the excellent Person whose Name it bears, but includes The Lives, Characters, and Catastrophes, of several others, either principally or incidentally concerned in the Story.
But yet the Editor [to whom it was referred to publish the Whole in such a Way as he should think would be most acceptable to the Public] was so diffident in relation to this Article of Length, that he thought proper to submit the Letters to the Perusal of several judicious Friends; whose Opinion he desired of what might be best spared.
One Gentleman, in particular, of whose Knowlege, Judgment, and Experience, as well as Candor, the Editor has the highest Opinion, advised him to give a Narrative Turn to the Letters; and to publish only what concerned the principal Heroine;-striking off the collateral Incidents, and all that related to the Second Characters; tho' he allowed the Parts which would have been by this means excluded, to be both instructive and entertaining. But being extremely fond of the affecting Story, he was desirous to have every-thing parted with, which he thought retarded its Progress.
This Advice was not relished by other Gentlemen. They insisted, that the Story could not be reduced to a Dramatic Unity, nor thrown into the Narrative Way, without divesting it of its Warmth; and of a great Part of its Efficacy; as very few of the Reflections and Observations, which they looked upon as the most useful Part of the Collection, would, then, find a Place.
They were of Opinion, That in all Works of This, and of the Dramatic Kind, Story, or Amusement, should be considered as little more than the Vehicle to the more necessary Instruction: That many of the Scenes would be render'd languid, were they to be made less busy: And that the Whole would be thereby deprived of that Variety, which is deemed the Soul of a Feast, whether mensal or mental.
They were also of Opinion, That the Parts and Characters, which must be omitted, if this Advice were followed, were some of the most natural in the whole Collection: And no less instructive; especially to Youth. Which might be a Consideration perhaps overlooked by a Gentleman of the Adviser's great Knowlege and Experience: For, as they observed, there is a Period in human Life, in which, youthful Activity ceasing, and Hope contenting itself to look from its own domestic Wicket upon bounded Prospects, the half-tired Mind aims at little more than Amusement. -And with Reason; for what, in the instructive Way, can appear either new or needful to one who has happily got over those dangerous Situations which call for Advice and Cautions, and who has fill'd up his Measures of Knowlege to the Top?
Others, likewise gave their Opinions. But no Two being of the same Mind, as to the Parts which could be omitted, it was resolved to present to the World, the Two First Volumes, by way of Specimen; and to be determined with regard to the rest by the Reception those should meet with.
If that be favourable, Two others may soon follow; the whole Collection being ready for the Press: That is to say, If it be not found necessary to abstract or omit some of the Letters, in order to reduce the Bulk of the Whole.
Thus much in general. But it may not be amiss to add, in particular, that in the great Variety of Subjects which this Collection contains, it is one of the principal Views of the Publication,
To caution Parents against the undue Exertion of their natural Authority over their Children, in the great Article of Marriage:
And Children against preferring a Man of Pleasure to a Man of Probity, upon that dangerous, but too commonly received Notion, That a Reformed Rake makes the best Husband.
But as the Characters will not all appear in the Two First Volumes, it has been thought advisable, in order to give the Reader some further Idea of Them, and of the Work, to prefix

### A brief Account of the principal Characters throughout the Whole.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, a young Lady of great Delicacy; Mistress of all the Accomplishments, natural and acquired, that adorn the Sex; having the strictest Notions of filial Duty.
Robert Lovelace, Esq; a Man of Birth and Fortune: Haughty, vindictive, humourously vain; equally intrepid and indefatigable in the Pursuit of his Pleasures- Making his Addresses to Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
James Harlowe, Esq; the Father of Miss Clarissa, Miss Arabella, and Mr. James Harlowe: Despotic, absolute; and, when offended, not easily forgiving.
Lady Charlotte Harlowe, his Wife, Mistress of fine Qualities; but greatly under the Influence not only of her arbitrary Husband, but of her Son.
James Harlowe, jun. proud, fierce, uncontroulable, and ambitious; jealous of the Favour his Sister Clarissa stood in with the Principals of the Family; and a bitter and irreconcileable Enemy to Mr. Lovelace.
Miss Arabella Harlowe, elder Sister of Miss Clarissa; ill-natured, overbearing, and petulant; envying her Sister; and the more, as Mr. Lovelace was first brought to make his Addresses to herself.
John Harlowe, Esq; elder Brother of Mr. James Harlowe, sen. an unmarried Gentleman; good-natured, and humane; but easily carried away by more boistrous Spirits.
Antony Harlowe, Third Brother, who had acquired a great Fortune in the Indies; positive, rough, opinionated.
Mr. Roger Solmes, a Man of sordid Manners; disagreeable in his Person and Address: Immensely rich: Proposed with an high hand for an Husband to Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Mrs. Hervey, Half-Sister of Lady Charlotte Harlowe; a Lady of good Sense, and Virtue: In her Heart against the Measures taken to drive her Niece to Extremities; but not having Courage to oppose herself to so strong a Stream, sailing with it.
Miss Dolly Hervey, her Daughter; good-natured, gentle, sincere; and a great Admirer of her Cousin Clarissa.
Mrs. Norton, a Gentlewoman of Piety, and good Understanding; the Daughter of an unpreferred Clergyman of great Merit, whose Amanuensis she was: -Married unhappily (and left a Widow), engaged to nurse Miss Clarissa Harlowe: In whose Education likewise she had a principal Share.
Colonel Morden, a Man of Fortune, Generosity, and Courage, nearly related to the Harlowe-Family: For some time past residing at Florence.
Miss Howe, the most intimate Friend, Companion, and Correspondent of Miss Clarissa Harlowe: Of great Vivacity, Fire, and Fervency in her Friendships and Enmities.
Mrs. Howe, Mother of Miss Howe; a Widow Lady of high Spirit; a notable Manager: Having high Notions of the Parental Authority.
Mr. Hickman, a Man of Family, Fortune, Sobriety, and Virtue: Encouraged by Mrs. Howe in his Addresses to her Daughter.
Lord M. Uncle to Mr. Lovelace; a Nobleman of middle Genius; and a great Proverbialist.
Lady Sarah Sadleir, Lady Betty Lawrance, Half-Sisters of Lord M. Widow-Ladies of Honour and Fortune.
Miss Charlotte and Patty Montague, Maiden Ladies of Character; Nieces of the same Nobleman.
Dr. Lewin, a Divine of great Piety and Learning; to whom Miss Clarissa Harlowe owed much of her Improvement.
Dr. H. a Physician of Humanity, Generosity, and Politeness.
Mr. Elias Brand, a pedantic young Clergyman, fond of Latin Scraps, and Classical Quotations.
Richard Mowbray, Thomas Doleman, James Tourville, Thomas Belton, Libertine Gentlemen, Companions of Mr. Lovelace.
John Belford, Esq; a Fifth Friend and Companion of Mr. Lovelace; and his principal Intimate and Confident.
Mrs. Sinclair, the pretended Name of a private Brothel-keeper in London.
Capt. Tomlinson, the assumed Name of a vile and artful Pander of the Debaucheries of Mr. Lovelace.
Mrs. Moore, a Widow-Gentlewoman, keeping a Lodging-house at Hampstead.
Miss Rawlins, a notable young Gentlewoman in that Neighbourhood.
Mrs. Bevis, a lively Widow of the same Place.
Sally Martin, Polly Horton, Assistants of, and Partners with, the infamous Mrs. Sinclair.
Joseph Leman, William Summers, Hannah Burton, Betty Barnes, Dorcas Wykes, and others, Servants to the principal Persons.

### THE HISTORY OF Miss Clarissa Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER I.

Miss Anna Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Jan. 10.
I am extremely concerned, my dearest friend, for the disturbances that have happened in your family. I know how it must hurt you, to become the subject of the public talk: And yet, upon an occasion so generally known, it is impossible but that whatever relates to a young lady, whose distinguished merits have made her the public care, should engage every-body's attention. I long to have the particulars from yourself; and of the usage I am told you receive upon an accident you could not help; and in which, as far as I can learn, the sufferer was the aggressor.
Mr. Diggs, whom I sent for at the first hearing of the rencounter, to inquire, for your sake, how your brother was, told me, That there was no danger from the wound, if there were none from the fever; which, it seems, has been increased by the perturbation of his spirits.
Mr. Wyerley drank tea with us yesterday; and tho' he is far from being partial to Mr. Lovelace, as it may be well supposed, yet both he and Mr. Symmes blame your family for the treatment they gave him, when he went in person to inquire after your brother's health, and to express his concern for what had happened.
They say, That Mr. Lovelace could not avoid drawing his sword: And that either your brother's unskilfulness or violence left him, from the very first pass, intirely in his power. This, I am told, was what Mr. Lovelace said upon it; retreating as he spoke: 'Have a care, Mr. Harlowe-Your violence puts you out of your defence. You give me too much advantage! For your sister's sake, I will pass by everything; -if-'
But this the more provoked his rashness, to lay himself open to the advantage of his adversary-Who, after a slight wound in the arm, took away his sword.
There are people who love not your brother, because of his natural imperiousness, and fierce and uncontroulable temper: These say, That the young gentleman's passion was abated; on seeing his blood gush plentifully down his arm; and that he received the generous offices of his adversary, who help'd him off with his coat and waistcoat, and bound up his arm, till the surgeon could come, with such patience, as was far from making a visit afterwards from that adversary to inquire after his health, appear either insulting, or improper.
Be this as it may, every-body pities you. So steady, so uniform in your conduct: So desirous, as you always said, of sliding through life to the end of it unnoted; and, as I may add, not wishing to be observed even for your silent benevolence; sufficiently happy in the noble consciousness which rewards it: Rather useful, than glaring, your deserved motto; though now push'd into blaze, as we see, to your regret; and yet blamed at home for the faults of others;-How must such a virtue suffer on every hand! -Yet it must be allowed, that your present trial is but proportion'd to your prudence!-
As all your friends without doors are apprehensive, that some other unhappy event may result from so violent a contention, in which, it seems, the families on both sides are now engaged, I must desire you to enable me, on the authority of your own information, to do you occasional justice.
My mamma, and all of us, like the rest of the world, talk of nobody but you, on this occasion, and of the consequences which may follow, from the resentments of a man of Mr. Lovelace's spirit; who, as he gives out, has been treated with high indignity by your uncles. My mamma will have it, that you cannot now, with any decency, either see him, or correspond with him. She is a good deal prepossessed by your uncle Antony; who occasionally calls upon us, as you know; and, on this rencounter, has represented to her the crime, which it would be in a fitter, to encourage a man, who is to wade into her favour, (this was his expression) thro' the blood of her brother.
Write to me therefore, my dear, the whole of your story, from the time that Mr. Lovelace was first introduced into your family; and particularly an account of all that passed between him and your sister; about which there are different reports; some people supposing that the younger sister (at least by her uncommon merit) has stolen a lover from the elder: And pray write in so full a manner, as may gratify those, who know not so much of your affairs, as I do. If any thing unhappy should fall out from the violence of such spirits as you have to deal with, your account of all things previous to it, will be your justification.
You see what you draw upon yourself, by excelling all your sex: Every individual of it, who knows you, or has heard of you, seems to think you answerable to her for your conduct in points so very delicate and concerning.
Every eye, in short, is upon you, with the expectation of an example. I wish to heaven you were at liberty to pursue your own methods: And would then, I dare say, be easy, and honourably ended. But I dread your directors and directresses: for your mamma, admirably well qualified as she is to lead, must submit to be led. Your sister and brother will certainly put you out of your course.
But this is a point you will not permit me to expatiate upon: Pardon me therefore, and I have done. -Yet, why should I say, Pardon me? When your concerns are my concerns? When your honour is my honour? When I love you, as never woman loved another? And when you have allowed of that concern and of that love; and have for years, which in persons so young, may be called many, ranked in the first class of your friends,
Your ever-grateful and affectionate
Anna Howe.
Will you oblige me with a copy of the preamble to the clauses in your grandfather's will in your favour; and allow me to send it to my aunt Harman? -She is very desirous to see it. Yet your character has so charm'd her, that, tho' a stranger to you personally, she assents to the preference given you in it, before she knows his reasons for that preference.

### v1 LETTER II.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Harlowe-Place, Jan. 13.
How you oppress me, my dearest friend, with your politeness! I cannot doubt your sincerity; but you should take care, that you give me not reason, from your kind partiality, to call in question your judgment. You do not distinguish, that I take many admirable hints from you, and have the art to pass them upon you for my own: For in all you do, in all you say, nay, in your very looks (so animated!), you give lessons, to one who loves you and observes you, as I love and observe you, without knowing that you do: -So, pray, my dear, be more sparing of your praise for the future, lest, after this confession, we should suspect, that you secretly intend to praise yourself, while you would be thought only to commend another.
Our family has indeed been strangely discomposed. -Discomposed! -It has been in tumults, ever since the unhappy transaction; and I have borne all the blame; yet should have had too much concern, from myself, had I been more justly spared by every one else.
For, whether it be owing to a faulty impatience, having been too indulgently treated to be inured to blame, or to the regret I have to hear those censured on my account, whom it is my duty to vindicate; I have sometimes wished, that it had pleased God to have taken me in my last fever, when I had everybody's love, and good opinion; but oftener, that I had never been distinguished by my grandpapa as I was: Which has estranged from me, I doubt, my brother's and sister's affections; at least, has raised a jealousy, with regard to the apprehended favour of my two uncle, that now and-then overshadows their love.
My brother being happily recover'd of his fever, and his wound in a hopeful way, altho' he has not yet ventured abroad, I will be as particular as you desire in the little history you demand of me. But heaven forbid, that any thing should ever happen, which may require it to be produced for the purpose you so kindly mention!
I will begin, as you command, with Mr. Lovelace's address to my sister; and be as brief as possible. I will recite facts only; and leave you to judge of the truth of the report raised, that the younger sister has robbed the elder.
It was in pursuance of a conference between Lord M. and my uncle Antony, that Mr. Lovelace (my papa and mamma not forbidding) paid his respects to my sister Arabella. My brother was then in Scotland, busying himself in viewing the condition of the considerable estate which was left him there by his generous godmother, together with one as considerable in Yorkshire. I was also absent at my Dairy-house, as it is called, busied in the accounts relating to the estate which my grandfather had the goodness to bequeath me; and which once a year are left to my inspection, altho' I have given the whole into my papa's power.
My sister made me a visit there the day after Mr. Lovelace had been introduced; and seemed highly pleased with the gentleman. His birth, his fortune in possession, a clear 2000l. per annum, as Lord M. had assured my uncle; presumptive heir to that nobleman's large estate: His great expectations from Lady Sarah Sadleir, and Lady Betty Lawrance; who, with his uncle, interested themselves very warmly (he being the last of his line) to see him married.
'So handsome a man!-O her beloved Clary!' (for then she was ready to love me dearly, from the overflowings of her good humour on his account!) 'He was but too handsome a man for her! -Were she but as amiable as somebody, there would be a probability of holding his affections! -For he was wild, she heard; very wild, very gay; loved intrigue- But he was young; a man of sense: Would see his error; could she but have patience with his faults, if his faults were not cured by marriage.'
Thus she ran on; and then wanted me 'to see the charming man,' as she called him. -Again concerned, 'that she was not handsome enough for him:' With, 'A sad thing, that the man should have the advantage of the woman in that particular.' -But then, stepping to the glass, she complimented herself, 'That she was very well: That there were many women deemed passable, who were inferior to herself: That she was always thought comely: and, let her tell me, that comeliness having not so much to lose as beauty had, would hold, when that would evaporate and fly off: -Nay, for that matter,' (and again she turn'd to the glass), 'her features were not irregular; her eyes not at all amiss.' And I remember they were more than usually brilliant at that time. -'Nothing, in short, to be found fault with, tho' nothing very engaging, she doubted-Was there, Clary?'
Excuse me, my dear, I never was thus particular before; no, not to you. Nor would I now have written thus freely of a sister; but that she makes a merit to my brother, of disowning that she ever liked him: as I shall mention hereafter: And then you will always have me give you minute descriptions, nor suffer me to pass by the air and manner in which things are spoken, that are to be taken notice of; rightly observing, that air and manner often express more than the accompanying words.
I congratulated her upon her prospects. She received my compliments with a great deal of self-complacency.
She liked the gentleman still more at his next visit: And yet he made no particular address to her; altho' an opportunity was given him for it. This was wonder'd at, as my uncle had introduced him into our family, declaredly as a visitor to my sister. But as we are ever ready to make excuses, when in good humour with ourselves, for the supposed slights of those whose approbation we wish to engage; so my sister found out a reason, much to Mr. Lovelace's advantage, for his not improving the opportunity that was given him. - It was bashfulness, truly, in him. (Bashfulness in Mr. Lovelace, my dear!)-Indeed, gay and lively as he is, he has not the look of an impudent man. But, I fancy, it is many, many years ago, since he was bashful.
Thus, however, could my sister make it out- 'Upon her word, she believed Mr. Lovelace deserved not the bad character he had as to women. He was really, to her thinking, a modest man. He would have spoken out, she believed: But once or twice, as he seemed to intend to do so, he was under so aggre-able a confusion! Such a profound respect he seemed to shew her: A perfect reverence, she thought: She lov'd dearly, that a gentleman in courtship should shew a reverence to his mistress.' -So indeed we all do, I believe: And with reason; since, if I may judge from what I have seen in many families, there is little enough of it shewn afterwards. -And she told my aunt Hervey, that she would be a little less upon the reserve next time he came: 'She was not one of those flirts, not she, who would give pain to a person that deserved to be well-treated; and the more for the greatness of his value for her.' -I wish, she had not Somebody whom I love in her eye. Yet is not her censure unjust, I believe: -Is it, my dear? -Excepting in one undue and harsh word?
In his third visit, Bella govern'd herself by this kind and considerate principle: So that, according to her, own account of the matter, the man might have spoken out. -But he was still bashful: He was not able to overcome this unseasonable reverence. So this visit went off, as the former.
But now she began to be dissatisfied with him: She compared his general character, with This his particular behaviour to her; and, having never been courted before, own'd herself puzzled, how to deal with so odd a lover. 'What did the man mean! - Had not her uncle brought him declaredly as a suiter to her? -It could not be bashfulness (now she thought of it), since he might have open'd his mind to her uncle, if he wanted courage to speak directly to her. -Not that she cared much for the man neither: But it was right, surely, that a woman should be put out of doubt, early, as to a man's intentions, in such a case as This, from his own mouth. -But, truly, she had begun to think, that he was more solicitous to cultivate her mamma's good opinion, than hers! -Every-body, she own'd, admired her mamma's conversation. -But he was mistaken, if he thought that would do with her. And then, for his own sake, surely, he should put it into her power to be complaisant to him, if he gave her cause of approbation. This distant behaviour, she must take upon her to say, was the more extraordinary, as he continued his visits, and declared himself extremely desirous to cultivate a friendship with the whole family; and as he could have no doubt about her sense, if she might take upon her to join her own with the general opinion; he having taken great notice of, and admired many of her good things, as they fell from her lips. -Reserves were painful, she must needs say, to open and free spirits, like hers: And yet she must tell my aunt' (to whom all this was directed) 'that she should never forget what she ow'd to her sex, and to herself, were Mr. Lovelace as unexceptionable in his morals, as in his figure, and were he to urge his suit ever so warmly.'
I was not of her council. I was still absent. And it was agreed between my aunt Hervey and her, that she was to be quite solemn and shy in his next visit, if there were not a peculiarity in his address to her.
But my sister, it seems, had not consider'd the matter well. This was not the way, as it proved, to be taken with a man of Mr. Lovelace's penetration, for matters of mere omission: -Nor with any man; since if love has not taken root deep enough to cause it to shoot out into declaration, if an opportunity be fairly given for it, there is little room to expect, that the blighting winds of anger or resentment will bring it forward. Then my poor sister is not naturally good-humour'd. This is too well known a truth for me to endeavour to conceal it, especially from you. She must therefore, I doubt, have appear'd to great disadvantage, when she aim'd to be worse-temper'd than ordinary.
How they managed it in this conversation I know not: One would be tempted to think by the issue, that Mr. Lovelace was ungenerous enough to seek the occasion given, and to improve it. Yet he thought fit to put the question too: -But, she says, it was not till by some means or other (she knew not how) he had wrought her up to such a pitch of displeasure with him, that it was impossible for her to recover herself, at the instant: Nevertheless he re-urged his question, as expecting a definitive answer, without waiting for the return of her temper, or endeavouring to mollify her: so that she was under a necessity of persisting in her denial: Yet gave him reason to think, that she did not dislike his address, only the manner of it; his court being rather made to her mamma than to herself, as if he were sure of her consent at any time.
A good encouraging denial, I must own: -As was the rest of her plea; to wit, 'A disinclination to change her state. -Exceedingly happy as she was: She never could be happier!' And such-like consenting negatives, as I may call them; and yet not intend a reflection upon my sister: For what can any young creature, in the like circumstances, say, which she is not sure, but a too ready consent may subject her to the slights of a sex, that generally values a blessing, either more or less, as it is obtained with difficulty or ease? Miss Biddulph's answer to a copy of verses from a gentleman, reproaching our sex, as acting in disguise, is not a bad one, altho' you perhaps may think it too acknowleging for the female character.
Ungen'rous sex!-To scorn us, if we're kind;
And yet upbraid us, if we seem severe!
Do You, t'encourage us to tell our mind,
Yourselves, put off disguise, and be sincere.
You talk of Coquetry!-Your own false hearts
Compel our sex to act dissembling parts.
Here I am obliged to lay down my pen. I will soon resume it.

### v1 LETTER III.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Jan. 13, 14.
And thus, as Mr. Lovelace thought fit to take it, had he his answer from my sister. It was with very great regret, as he pretended (I doubt the man is an hypocrite, my dear!), that he acquiesced in it. 'So much determinedness; such a noble firmness in my sister; that there was no hope of prevailing upon her to alter sentiments she had adopted on full consideration.' 'He sigh'd, as Bella told us, when he took his leave of her: Profoundly sigh'd: Grasp'd her hand, and kissed it with such an ardor. -Withdrew with such an air of solemn respect. -She had him then before her. -She could almost find in her heart, altho' he had vex'd her, to pity him.' A good intentional preparative, this pity; since, at the time, she little thought that he would not renew his offer.
He waited on my mamma, after he had taken leave of Bella, and reported his ill success, in so respectful a manner, both with regard to my sister, and to the whole family, and with so much concern that he was not accepted as a relation to it, that it left upon them all (my brother being then, as I have said, in Scotland) impressions in his favour; and a belief, that this matter would certainly be brought on again. But Mr. Lovelace going up directly to town, where he stay'd a whole fortnight; and meeting there with my uncle Antony, to whom he regretted his niece's unhappy resolution not to change her state; it was seen that there was a total end put to the affair.
My sister was not wanting to herself on this occasion; but made a virtue of necessity; and the man was quite another man with her. 'A vain creature! too well knowing his advantages: Yet those, not what she had conceived them to be! -Cool and warm by fits and starts: An ague-like lover: A steady man, a man of virtue, a man of morals, was worth a thousand of such gay flutterers. Her sister Clary might think it worth her while perhaps, to try to engage such a man: She had patience: She was mistress of persuasion; and indeed, to do the girl justice, had something of a person: But as for her, she would not have a man, of whose heart she could not be sure for one moment; no, not for the world: And most sincerely glad was she, that she had rejected him.'
But when Mr. Lovelace return'd into the country, he thought fit to visit my papa and mamma; hoping, as he told them, that, however unhappy he had been in the rejection of the wish'd-for alliance; he might be allowed to keep up an acquaintance and friendship with a family which he should always respect. And then, unhappily, as I may say, was I at home, and present.
It was immediately observed, that his attention was fixed on me. My sister, as soon as he was gone, in a spirit of bravery, seem'd desirous to promote his address, should it be tendered.
My aunt Hervey was there; and was pleased to say, We should make the finest couple in England; if my sister had no objection. -No, indeed, with a haughty toss, was my sister's reply! -It would be strange if she had, after the denial she had given him upon full deliberation.
My mamma declared, That her only dislike of his alliance with either daughter, was on account of his faulty morals.
My uncle Harlowe, That his daughter Clary, as he delighted to call me from childhood, would reform him, if any woman in the world could.
My uncle Antony gave his approbation in high terms: But referr'd, as my aunt had done, to my sister.
She repeated her contempt of him; and declar'd, that were there not another man in England, she would not have him. She was ready, on the contrary, she could assure them, to resign her pretensions under hand and seal, if Miss Clary were taken with his tinsel; and if every one else approved of his address to the girl.
My papa, indeed, after a long silence, being urged to speak his mind, by my uncle Antony, said, That he had a letter from his son James, on his hearing of Mr. Lovelace's visits to his daughter Arabella; which he had not shewn to any-body but my mamma; that treaty being at an end when he received it: That in this letter he expressed great dislikes to an alliance with Mr. Lovelace, on the score of his immoralities: That he knew, indeed, there was an old grudge between them: That, being desirous to prevent all occasions of disunion and animosity in his family, he would suspend the declaration of his own mind, till his son arrived, and till he had heard his further objections: That he was the more inclined to make his son this compliment, as Mr. Lovelace's general character gave but too much ground for his son's dislike of him; adding, That he had heard, (So, he supposed, had every-one) that he was a very extravagant man: that he had contracted debts in his travels: And, indeed, he was pleased to say, he had the air of a spendthrift.
These particulars I had partly from my aunt Hervey, and partly from my sister; for I was called out, as soon as the subject was entered upon. And, when I returned, my uncle Antony asked me, How I should like Mr. Lovelace? Every-body saw, he was pleased to say, that I had made a conquest.
I immediately answered, Not at all: He seemed to have too good an opinion both of his person and parts, to have any great regard to his wife, let him marry whom he would.
My sister, particularly, was pleased with this answer, and confirmed it to be just; with a compliment to my judgment: -For it was hers.
But the very next day Lord M. came to Harlowe-Place: I was then absent: And, in his nephew's name, made a proposal in form; declaring, That it was the ambition of all his family to be related to ours: And he hoped his kinsman would not have such an answer on the part of the younger sister, as he had had on that of the elder.
In short, Mr. Lovelace's visits were admitted, as those of a man who had not deserved disrespect from our family; but, as to his address to me, with a reservation, as above, on my papa's part, that he would determine nothing without his son. My discretion, as to the rest, was confided in: For still I had the same objections as to the man: Nor would I, when we were better acquainted, hear any-thing but general talk from him; giving him no opportunity of conversing with me in private.
He bore this with a resignation little expected from his natural temper, which is generally reported to be quick and hasty; unused, it seems, from childhood, to check or controul: A case too common in considerable families, where there is an only son: And his mother never had any other child. But, as I have heretofore told you, I could perceive, notwithstanding this resignation, that he had so good an opinion of himself, as not to doubt, that his person and accomplishments would insensibly engage me: And could That be once done, he told my aunt Hervey, he should hope from so steady a temper, that his hold in my affections would be durable: While my sister accounted for his patience in another manner, which would perhaps have had more force, if it had come from a person less prejudiced: 'That the man was not fond of marrying at all: That he might perhaps have half-a-score mistresses; and that delay might be as convenient for his roving, as for my well-acted indifference.' -That was her kind expression.
Whatever were his motive for a patience so generally believed to be out of his usual character, and where the object of his address was supposed to be of fortune considerable enough to engage his warmest attention, he certainly escaped many mortifications by it: For while my papa suspended his approbation till my brother's arrival, he received from every-one those civilities which were due to his birth: And altho' we heard, from time to time, reports to his disadvantage with regard to morals; yet could we not question him upon them, without giving him greater advantages, than the situation he was in with us would justify to prudence; since it was much more likely, that his address would not be allowed of, than that it would.
And thus was he admitted to converse with our family, almost upon his own terms; for while my friends saw nothing in his behaviour but what was extremely respectful, and observed in him no violent importunity, they seemed to have taken a great liking to his conversation: While I considered him only as a a common guest, when he came; and thought myself no more concerned in his visits, nor at his entrance or departure, than any other of the family.
But this indifference of my side was the means of procuring him one very great advantage; for upon it was grounded that correspondence by letters, which succeeded;-and which, had it been to be begun, when the family animosity broke out, would never have been entered into on my part. The occasion was this:
My uncle Hervey has a young gentleman intrusted to his care, whom he has thoughts of sending abroad, a year or two hence, to make the Grand Tour, as it is called; and, finding Mr. Lovelace could give a good account of every-thing necessary for a young traveller to observe upon such an occasion, he desired him to write down a description of the courts and countries he had visited; and what was most worthy of curiosity in them.
He consented, on condition that I would direct his subjects, as he called it: And, as every-one had heard his manner of writing commended; and thought his relations might be agreeable amusements in winter evenings; and that he could have no opportunity particularly to address me in them, since they were to be read in full assembly, before they were to be given to the young gentleman; I made the less scruple to write, and to make observations, and put questions, for our further information-Still the less, perhaps, as I love writing; and those who do, are fond, you know, of occasions to use the pen: And then, having every one's consent, and my uncle Hervey's desire that I would, I thought, that if I had been the only scrupulous person, it would have shewn a particularity, that a vain man would construe to his advantage; and which my sister would not fail to animadvert upon.
You have seen some of these letters; and have been pleased with his account of persons, places, and things; and we have both agreed, that he was no common observer upon what he had seen.
My sister herself allowed, that the man had a tolerable knack of writing and describing: And my papa, who had been abroad in his youth, said, That his remarks were curious, and shewed him to be a person of reading, judgment, and taste.
Thus was a kind of correspondence begun between him and me, with general approbation; while everyone wonder'd at, and was pleased with, his patient veneration of me; for so they called it. However, it was not doubted, that he would soon be more importunate; since his visits were more frequent, and he acknowleged to my aunt Hervey a passion for me, accompany'd with an awe, that he had never known before; to which he attributed what he called his but seeming acquiescence with my papa's pleasure, and the distance I kept him at. And yet, my dear, this may be his usual manner of behaviour to our sex; for had not my sister, at first, all his reverences?
Mean time, my father, expecting this importunity, kept in readiness the reports he had heard in his disfavour, to charge them upon him then, as so many objections to his address. And it was highly agreeable to me, that he did so: It would have been strange, if it were not; since the person who could reject Mr. Wyerley's address for the sake of his free opinions, must have been inexcusable, had she not rejected another's for his freer practices.
But I should own, that in the letters he sent me, upon the general subject, he more than once inclosed a particular one, declaring his passionate regards for me, and complaining, with fervour enough, of my reserves: But of these I took not the least notice; for as I had not written to him at all, but upon a subject so general, I thought it was but right, to let what he wrote upon one so particular, pass off as if I never had seen it; and the rather, as I was not then at liberty, from the approbation his letters met with, to break off the correspondence, without assigning the true reason for doing so. Besides, with all his respectful assiduities, it was easy to observe, (if it had not been his general character) that his temper is naturally haughty and violent; and I had seen enough of that untractable spirit in my brother, to like it in one who hoped to be still nearer related to me.
I had a little specimen of this temper of his, upon the very occasion I have mentioned: For, after he had sent me a third particular letter with the general one, he asked me, the next time he came to Harlowe-Place, If I had not received such a one from him? -I told him, I should never answer one, so sent; and, that I had waited for such an occasion as he had now given me, to tell him so: I desired him therefore not to write again on the subject; assuring him, that if he did, I would return both, and never write another line to him.
You cannot imagine how saucily the man looked; as if, in short, he was disappointed, that he had not made a more sensible impression upon me: And when he recollected himself (as he did immediately), what a visible Struggle it cost him to change his haughty airs for more placid ones. But I took no notice of either; for I thought it best to convince him, by the coolness and indifference, with which I repulsed his forward hopes (at the same time intending to avoid the affectation of pride or vanity), that he was not considerable enough in my eyes to make me take over-ready offence at what he said, or how he looked: In other words, that I had not value enough for him, to treat him with peculiarity either by smiles or frowns. Indeed, he had cunning enough to give me, undesignedly, a piece of instruction which taught me this caution; for he had said in conversation once, 'That if a man could not make a lady in courtship own herself pleased with him, it was as much, and oftentimes more, to his purpose, to make her angry with him.'
I must break off here. But will continue the subject the very first opportunity. Mean time, I am,
Your most affectionate friend and servant,
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER IV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
This, my dear, was the situation Mr. Lovelace and I were in, when my brother arrived from Scotland.
The moment Mr. Lovelace's visits were mentioned to him, he, without either hesitation or apology, expressed his disapprobation of them. He found great flaws in his character; and took the liberty to say, in so many words, That he wondered, how it came into the hearts of his uncles to encourage such a man for either of his sisters: At the same time returning his thanks to my father for declining his consent till he arrived, in such a manner, I thought, as a superior would do, when he commended an inferior, for having well performed his duty in his absence.
He justified his avowed inveteracy, by common fame, and by what he had known of him at college; declaring, That he had ever hated him; ever should hate him; and would never own him for a brother, nor me for a sister; if I married him.
That college-begun antipathy I have heard accounted for in this manner:
Mr. Lovelace was always noted for his vivacity and courage; and no less, it seems, for the swift and surprising progress he made in all parts of literature: For diligence in his studies, in the hours of study, he had hardly his equal. This, it seems, was his general character at the university; and it gained him many friends among the more learned youth; while those who did not love him, feared him, by reason of the offence his vivacity made him too ready to give, and of the courage he shewed in supporting the offence when given; which procured him as many followers as he pleased among the mischievous sort. -No very amiable character, you'll say, upon the whole.
But my brother's temper was not happier. His native haughtiness could not bear a superiority so visible; and whom we fear more than love, we are not far from hating: And, having less command of his passions, than the other, was evermore the subject of his, perhaps indecent, ridicule: So that they never met without quarreling: And every-body, either from love or fear, siding with his antagonist, he had a most uneasy time of it, while both continued in the same college. - It was the less wonder, therefore, that a young man, who is not noted for the gentleness of his temper, should resume an antipathy early begun, and so deeply-rooted.
He found my sister, who waited but for the occasion, ready to join him in his resentments against the man he hated. She utterly disclaimed all manner of regard for him: 'Never liked him at all: -His estate was certainly much incumber'd: It was impossible it should be otherwise; so intirely devoted as he was to his pleasures. He kept no house; had no equipage: Nobody pretended that he wanted pride: The reason therefore was easy to be guessed at.' And then did she boast of, and my brother praise her for, refusing him: And both joined on all occasions to depreciate him, and not seldom made the occasions; their displeasure against him causing every subject to run into this, if it began not with it.
I was not solicitous to vindicate him, when I was not joined in their reflections. I told them, I did not value him enough to make a difference in the family on his account: And as he was supposed to have given too much cause for their ill opinion of him, I thought he ought to take the consequence of his own faults.
Now-and-then, indeed, when I observed, that their vehemence carried them beyond all bounds of probability, I thought it but justice to put in a word for him. But this only subjected me to reproach, as having a prepossession in his favour that I would not own. -So that when I could not change the subject, I used to retire either to my music, or to my closet.
Their behaviour to him, when they could not help seeing him, was very cold and disobliging; but, as yet, not directly affrontive: For they were in hopes of prevailing upon my papa to forbid his visits. But, as there was nothing in his behaviour, that might warrant such a treatment of a man of his birth and fortune, they succeeded not: And then they were very earnest with me to forbid them. I ask'd, What authority I had to take such a step in my father's house; and when my behaviour to him was so distant, that he seemed to be as much the guest of any other person of the family, themselves excepted, as mine? -In revenge, they told me, That it was cunning management between us; and that we both understood one another better than we pretended to do. And at last, they gave such a loose to their passions, all of a sudden, as I may say, that instead of withdrawing, as they used to do when he came, they threw themselves in his way, purposely to affront him.
Mr. Lovelace, you may believe, very ill brooked this: But, nevertheless, contented himself to complain of it to me: In high terms, however; telling me, that, but for my sake, my brother's treatment of him was not to be borne.
I was sorry for the merit this gave him, in his own opinion, with me: And the more as some of the affronts he received, were too flagrant to be excused: But I told him, That I was determin'd not to fall out with my brother, if I could help it, whatever were his faults: And, since they could not see one another with temper, should be glad, that he would not throw himself in my brother's way; and I was sure my brother would not seek him.
He was very much nettled at this answer: But said, He must bear his affronts, if I would have it so. He had been accused himself of violence in his temper: But he hoped to shew on this occasion, that he had a command of his passions, which few young men, so provoked, would be able to shew; and doubted not, but it would be attributed to a proper motive by a person of my generosity and penetration.
My brother had just before, with the approbation of my uncles, employ'd a person related to a discharged bailiff or steward of Lord M. who had had the management of some part of Mr. Lovelace's affairs (from which he was also dismissed by him), to inquire into his debts; after his companions; into his amours; and the like.
My aunt Hervey, in confidence, gave me the following particulars of what the man said of him.
'That he was a generous landlord: That he spared nothing for solid and lasting improvements upon his estate: And that he looked into his own affairs, and understood them: That he had, when abroad, been very expensive; and contracted a large debt (for he made no secret of his affairs); yet chose to limit himself to an annual sum, and to decline equipage, in order to avoid being obliged to his uncle and aunts; from whom he might have what money he pleased; but that he was very jealous of their controul; had often quarrels with them, and treated them so freely, that they were all afraid of him. However, that his estate was never mortgaged, as my brother had heard it was; his credit was always high; and, he believed, he was by this time, near upon, if not quite, clear of the world.
'He was a sad gentleman, he said, as to women: - If his tenants had pretty daughters, they chose to keep them out of his sight. He believed, he kept no particular mistress; for he had heard newelty, that was the man's word, was every-thing with him. But for his uncle's and aunts teazings, fansy'd he would not think of marriage: Was never known to be disguised with liquor: But was a great plotter, and a great writer: That he lived a wild life in town, by what he had heard: Had six or seven companions as bad as himself; whom now-and-then he brought down with him; and the country was always glad when they went up again. He would have it, that, altho' passionate, he was good-humour'd; loved as well to take a jest, as to give one, and would railly himself, upon occasion, the freest of any man he ever knew.'
This was his character from an enemy; for, as my aunt observed, every thing the man said commendably of him, came grudgingly, with a Must needs say-To do him justice, &c. while the contrary was delivered with a free good-will. And this character, as a worse was expected, tho' This was bad enough, not answering the end of inquiring after it, my brother and sister were more apprehensive than before, that his address would be encouraged: since the worst part of it was known, or supposed, when he was first introduced to my sister.
But, with regard to myself, I must observe in his disfavour, that, notwithstanding the merit he wanted to make with me, for his patience upon my brother's ill-treatment of him, I owed him no compliments for trying to conciliate with him. Not that I believe it would have signified any thing, if he had made ever such court, either to him, or to my sister: Yet one might have expected, from a man of his politeness, and from his pretensions, you know, that he would have been willing to try. Instead of which, such a hearty contempt he shew'd of them both, of my brother especially, that I ever heard of it with aggravations. And for me to have hinted at an alteration in his behaviour to my brother, was an advantage I knew he would have been proud of; and which therefore I had no mind to give him. -But I doubted not, that having so very little encouragement from any -body, his pride would soon take fire, and he would of himself discontinue his visits, or go to town; where, till he came acquainted with our family, he used chiefly to reside: And in this latter case he had no reason to expect, that I would receive, much less answer, his letters; the occasion, which had led me to receive any of his, being by this time over.
But my brother's antipathy would not permit him to wait for such an event; and after several excesses, which Mr. Lovelace still return'd with contempt, and a haughtiness too much like that of the aggressor, my brother took upon himself to fill up the door-way, once, when he came, as if to oppose his entrance: and, upon his asking for me, demanded, What his business were with his sister?
The other, with a challenging air, as my brother says, told him, He would answer a gentleman any question: But he wished, that Mr. James Harlowe, who had of late given himself high airs, would remember, that he was not now at college.
Just then the good Dr. Lewin, who frequently honours me with a visit of conversation, as he is pleased to call it, and had parted with me in my own parlour, came to the door; and, hearing the words, interposed; both having their hands upon their swords: And telling Mr. Lovelace where I was, he burst by my brother, to come to me; leaving him chasing, he said, like a hunted boar at bay.
This alarm'd us all. My father was pleased to hint to Mr. Lovelace; and I, by his command, spoke a great deal plainer; that he wish'd he would discontinue his visits, for the peace-sake of the family.
But Mr. Lovelace is not a man to be easily brought to give up his purpose, in a point, especially, wherein he pretends his heart is so much engag'd: And an absolute prohibition not having been given, things went on for a little while as before: For I saw plainly, that to have deny'd myself to his visits (which, however, I declin'd receiving, as often as I could) was to bring forward some desperate issue between the two; since the offence so readily given on one side, was only brooked by the other, out of consideration to me. And thus did my brother's rashness lay me under an obligation where I would least have ow'd it.
The intermediate proposals of Mr. Symmes and Mr. Mullins, both (in turn) encouraged by my brother, were inducements for him to be more patient for a while; he being in hopes, as no-body thought me over-forward in Mr. Lovelace's favour, that he should engage my father and uncles to espouse the one or the other in opposition to him. But when he found, that I had interest enough to disengage myself from their addresses, as I had (before he went to Scotland, and, before Mr. Lovelace visited here) of Mr. Wyerley's, he then kept no measures: And first set himself to upbraid me for a supposed prepossession; which he treated, as if it were criminal: And then to insult Mr. Lovelace in person. And it being at Mr. Edward Symmes's, the brother of the other Symmes, two miles off, and no good Dr. Lewin again to interpose, the unhappy rencounter follow'd. My brother was disarm'd in it, as you have heard; and on being brought home, and giving us ground to suppose he was much worse hurt than he really was, and a fever ensuing, every-one flam'd out; and all was laid at my door.
Mr. Lovelace, for three days together, sent twice each day to inquire after my brother's health; and, altho' he received rude, and even shocking returns, he thought fit, on the fourth day, to make in person the fame inquiries; and received still greater incivilities from my two uncles, who happen'd to be both there. My papa also was held by force from going to him with his sword in his hand, altho' he had the gout upon him.
I fainted away with terror, seeing every-one so violent; and hearing his voice, swearing he would not depart without seeing me, or making my uncles ask his pardon for the indignities he had received at their hands: A door being also held fast lock'd between them; my mamma struggling with my papa; and my sister, after treating him with virulence, insulting me, as fast as I recover'd. But, when he was told how ill I was, he departed, vowing revenge.
He was ever a favourite with our domestics. His bounty to them, and having always something facetious to say to each, had made them all of his party: And on this occasion they privately blamed every-body else, and reported his patience and gentlemanly behaviour (till the provocations given him ran very high) in such favourable terms, that those reports, and my apprehensions of the consequence of this treatment, induced me to read a letter he sent me that night; and, it being written in the most respectful terms, offering to submit the whole to my decision, and to govern himself intirely by my will, to answer it some days after.
To this unhappy necessity was owing our renewed correspondence, as I may call it: Yet I did not write, till I had inform'd myself from Mr. Symmes's brother, that he was really insulted into the act of drawing his sword, by my brother's repeatedly threatening, upon his excusing himself out of regard to me, to brand him if he did not; and, by all the inquiry I could make, that he was again the sufferer from my uncles, in a more violent manner than I have related.
The same circumstances were related to my papa, and other friends, by Mr. Symmes; but they had gone too far, in making themselves parties to the quarrel, either to retract or forgive; and I was forbid corresponding with him, or to be seen a moment in his company.
But one thing I can say, but that in confidence, because my mamma commanded me not to mention it: -That, expressing her apprehension of the consequences of the indignities offered to Mr. Lovelace, she told me, She would leave it to my prudence, to prevent, all I could, the impending mischief on one side.
I am obliged to break off. But, I believe, I have written enough to answer very fully all that you have commanded from me. It is not for a child to seek to clear her own character, or to justify her actions, at the expence of the most revered ones: Yet, as I know, that the account of all those further proceedings, by which I may be affected, will be interesting to so dear a friend (who will communicate to others no more than what is fitting), I will continue to write as I have opportunity, as minutely as we are used to write to each other. Indeed I have no delight, as I have often told you, equal to that which I take in conversing with you: -By letter, when I cannot in person.
Mean time, I can't help saying, that I am exceedingly concerned to find, that I am become so much the public talk, as you tell me, and as every-body tells me, I am. Your kind, your precautionary regard for my fame, and the opportunity you have given me to tell my own story, previous to any new accident, which heaven avert! is so like the warm friend I have ever found my dear Miss Howe, that, with redoubled obligation, you bind me to be
Your ever-grateful and affectionate
Clarissa Harlowe.
Copy of the requested Preamble to the clauses in her grandfather's will, in her favour, inclosed in the preceding letter.
As the particular estate I have mentioned and described above is principally of my own raising. As my three sons have been uncommonly prosperous; and are very rich: The eldest by means of the unexpected benefits he reaps from his new-found mines: The second, by what has, as unexpectedly, fallen in to him, on the deaths of several relations of his present wife, the worthy daughter by both sides of very honourable families; over and above the very large portion which he received with her in marriage: My son Antony, by his East-India traffick, and successful voyages: As furthermore my grandson James will be sufficiently provided for by his godmother Lovell's kindness to him; who, having no near relations, assures me, that she has, as well by deed of gift, as by will, left him both her Scotish and English estates: For never (blessed be God therefore!) was there a family more prosperous in all its branches: And as my second son James will very probably make it up to my grandson, and also to my grand-daughter Arabella; to whom I intend no disrespect; nor have reason; for she is a very hopeful and dutiful child: And as my sons John and Antony seem not inclined to a marry'd life; so that my son James is the only one who has children, or is likely to have any: -For all these reasons; and because my dearest and beloved grand-daughter Clarissa Harlowe has been from infancy a matchless young creature in her duty to me, and admired by all who knew her, as a very extraordinary child; I must therefore take the pleasure of considering her, as my own peculiar child; and this, without intending offence; and I hope it will not be taken as any, since my son James can bestow his favours accordingly, and in greater proportion, upon Miss Arabella, and Master James: -These, I say, are the reasons which move me to dispose of the above-described estate in the precious child's favour; who is the delight of my old age; and, I verily think, has contributed, by her amiable duty, and kind and tender regards, to prolong my life.
Wherefore it is my express will and commandment, and I injoin my three sons John, James, and Antony, and my grandson James, and my grand-daughter Arabella, as they value my blessing, and my memory, and would wish their own last wills and desires to be fulfilled by their survivors, that they will not impugn or contest the following bequests and dispositions in favour of my said grand-daughter Clarissa, altho' they should not be strictly conformable to law, or the forms thereof; nor suffer them to be controverted or disputed on any pretence whatsoever.
And in this confidence, &c. &c. &c.

### v1 LETTER V.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Jan. 20.
I have been hinder'd from prosecuting my intention. Neither nights nor mornings have been my own. My mamma has been very ill; and would have no other nurse but me. I have not stirr'd from her bedside; for she kept her bed; and two nights I had the honour of sharing it with her.
Her disorder was a very violent colic. The contentions of these fierce, these masculine spirits, and the apprehension of mischiefs that may arise from the increasing animosity which all here have against Mr. Lovelace, and his too-well known resentful and intrepid character, she cannot bear. Then the foundations laid, as she dreads, for jealousy and heart-burnings in her own family, late so happy and so united, afflict exceedingly a gentle and sensible mind, which has from the beginning, on all occasions, sacrificed its own inward satisfaction to outward peace. My brother and sister, who used very often to jar, are now so much one, and are so much together (caballing was the word that dropped from her, as if at unawares), that she is full of fears of consequences that may follow; -to my prejudice, perhaps, is her kind concern; since she sees that they behave to me every hour with more and more shyness and reserve: Yet, would she but exert that authority, which the superiority of her fine talents gives her, all these family-feuds might perhaps be crush'd in their but-yet beginnings; especially as she may be assured, that all fitting concessions shall be made by me, not only as they are my elders, but for the sake of so excellent and so indulgent a mother.
For, if I may say to you, my dear, what I would not to any other person living, it is my opinion, that, had she been of a temper that would have borne less, she would have had ten times less to bear than she has had. No commendation, you'll say, of the generosity of those spirits, which can turn to its own disquiet so much condescending goodness.
Upon my word, I am sometimes tempted to think, that we may make the world allow for and respect us as we please, if we can but be sturdy in our wills, and set out accordingly. It is but being the less beloved for it, that's all: And, if we have power to oblige those we have to do with, it will not appear to us, that we are. Our flatterers will tell us any thing sooner than our faults.
Were there not truth in this observation, is it possible, that my brother and sister could make their very failings, their vehemences, of such importance to all the family? 'How will my son, how will my nephew, take this or that measure? What will he say to it? Let us consult him about it;' are references always previous to every resolution taken by his superiors, whose will ought to be his. Well may he expect to be treated with this deference by every other person, when my papa himself, generally so absolute, constantly pays it to him; and the more since his god-mother's bounty has given independence to a spirit that was before under too little restraint. -But whither may these reflections lead me? -I know you do not love any of us, but my mamma and me; and, being above all disguises, make me sensible that you do not, oftener than I wish you did. -Ought I then to add force to your dislikes of those whom I wish you more to like?-my father, especially; for he, poor gentleman! has some excuse for his impatience of contradiction. He is not naturally an ill-temper'd man; and in his person and air, and in his conversation too, when not under the torture of a gouty paroxysm, every-body distinguishes the gentleman born and educated.
Our sex, perhaps, must expect to bear a little uncourtliness, shall I call it?-from the husband, whom, as the lover, they let know the preference their hearts gave him to all other men. -Say what they will of generosity being a manly virtue; but, upon my word, my dear, I have ever yet observed, that it is not to be met with in that sex one time in ten, that it is to be found in ours. -But my father was sour'd by the cruel distemper I have named; which seized him all at once in the very prime of life, in so violent a manner, as to take from the most active of minds, as his was, all power of activity, and that, in all appearance, for life: -It imprison'd, as I may say, his lively spirits in himself, and turned the edge of them against his own peace; his extraordinary prosperity adding but to his impatiency: For those, I believe, who want the fewest earthly blessings, most regret that they want any.
But my brother! what excuse can be made for his haughty and morose temper? He is really, my dear, I am sorry to have occasion to say it, an ill-temper'd young man; and treats my mamma sometimes-Indeed he is not dutiful. -But, possessing every-thing, he has the vice of age, mingled with the ambition of youth, and enjoys nothing-but his own haughtiness and ill-temper, I was going to say. -Yet again am I adding force to your dislikes of some of us. -Once, my dear, it was, perhaps, in your power to have moulded him as you pleased. -Could you have been my sister! -Then had I had a friend in a sister. -But no wonder that he don't love you now; who could nip in the bud, and that with a disdain, let me say, too much of kin to his haughtiness, a passion, that would not have wanted a fervor worthy of the object; and which possibly would have made him so.-
But no more of this. I will prosecute my former intention in my next; which I will sit down to as soon as breakfast is over; dispatching this by the messenger whom you have so kindly sent to inquire after us, on my silence. Mean time, I am,
Your most affectionate and obliged
friend and servant,
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER VI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Harlowe-Place, Jan. 20.
I will now resume my narrative of proceedings here. -My brother being in a good way, altho' you may be sure, that his resentments are rather heighten'd than abated by the galling disgrace he has received, my friends (my papa and uncles, however, if not my brother and sister) begin to think, that I have been treated unkindly. My mamma has been so good as to tell me this, since I sent away my last.
Nevertheless, I believe they all think that I receive letters from Mr. Lovelace. But Lord M. being inclin'd rather to support than to blame his nephew, they seem to be so much afraid of him, that they do not put it to me, whether I do, or not; conniving on the contrary, as it should seem, at the only method left to allay the vehemence of a spirit, which they have so much provoked: For he still insists upon satisfaction from my uncles; and this, possibly (for he wants not art) as the best way to be introduced again, with some advantage, into our family. And indeed my aunt Hervey has put it to my mamma, whether it were not best to prevail upon my brother to take a turn to his Yorkshire estate, which he was intending to do before; and to tarry there till all is blown over.
But this is very far from being his intention: For he has already begun to hint again, that he shall never be easy or satisfy'd, till I am marry'd; and, finding neither Mr. Symmes nor Mr. Mullins will be accepted, has proposed Mr. Wyerley once more, on the score of his great passion for me. This I have again rejected; and but yesterday he mention'd one who has apply'd to him by letter, making high offers. This is Mr. Solmes; rich Solmes, you know they call him. But this has not met with the attention of one single soul.
If none of his schemes of marrying me take effect, he has thoughts, I am told, of proposing to me to go to Scotland, in order, as the compliment is, to put his house there in such order as our own is in. But this my mamma intends to oppose for her own sake; because, having relieved her, as she is pleased to say, of the houshold cares (for which, my sister, you know, has no turn), they must again devolve upon her, if I go. And if she did not oppose it, I should; for, believe me, I have no mind to be his house-keeper; and, I am sure, were I to go with him, I should be treated rather as a servant than a sister: - Perhaps, not the better because I am his sister. And, if Mr. Lovelace should follow me, things might be worse than they are now.
But I have besought my mamma, who is apprehensive of Mr. Lovelace's visits, and for fear of whom my uncles never stir out without arms and armed servants, (my brother also being near well enough to go abroad again), to procure me permission to be your guest for a fortnight, or so. -Will your mamma, think you, my dear, give me leave?
I dare not ask to go to my dairy-house, as my good grandfather would call it: For I am now afraid of being thought to have a wish to enjoy that independence to which his will has intitled me: And, as matters are situated, such a wish would be imputed to my favour to the man whom they have now so great an antipathy to. And, indeed, could I be as easy and happy here, as I used to be, I would defy that man, and all his sex; and never repent, that I have given the power of my fortune into my papa's hands.
Just now, my mamma has rejoiced me, with the news, that my requested permission is granted. Everyone thinks it best, that I should go to you, except my brother. But he was told, that he must not expect to rule in every thing. I am to be sent for into the great parlour, where are my two uncles and my aunt Hervey, and to be acquainted with this concession in form.
You know, my dear, that there is a good deal of solemnity among us. But never was there a family more united, in its different branches, than ours. Our uncles consider us as their own children; and declare, that it is for our sakes they live single. So that they are advised with upon every article relating to, or that may affect, us. It is therefore the less wonder, at a time when they understand, that Mr. Lovelace is determin'd to pay us an amicable visit, as he calls it (but which I am sure cannot end so) that they should both be consulted upon the permission I had desired to attend you.
I will acquaint you with what passed at the general leave given me to be your guest. And yet I know, that you will not love my brother the better for my communication. But I am angry with him myself, and cannot help it. And, besides, it is proper to let you know the terms I go upon, and their motives for permitting me to go.
Clary, said my mamma, as soon as I enter'd the great parlour, your request, to go to Miss Howe's for a few days, has been taken into consideration, and granted-
Much against my liking, I assure you, said my brother, rudely interrupting her.
Son James! said my father, and knit his brows.
He was not daunted. His arm is in a sling. He often has the mean art to look upon that, when any thing is hinted, that may be supposed to lead towards the least favour to, or reconciliation with, Mr. Lovelace. -Let the girl then (I am often the girl with him!) be prohibited seeing that vile libertine.
No-body spoke.
Do you hear, sister Clary? taking their silence for approbation of what he had dictated; you are not to receive visits from Lord M's nephew.
Every-one still remained silent.
Do you so understand the licence you have, Miss? interrogated he.
I would be glad, Sir, said I, to understand that you are my brother;-and that you would understand, that you are only my brother.
O the fond, fond heart! with a sneer of insult, lifting up his hands.
Sir, said I to my papa, to your justice I appeal: If I have deserved reflection, let me not be spar'd. But if I am to be answerable, for the rashness-
No more! -No more, of either side, said my papa. You are not to receive the visits of that Lovelace, tho': -Nor are you, son James, to reflect upon your sister: She is a worthy child.
Sir, I have done, reply'd he;-and yet I have her honour at heart, as much as the honour of the rest of the family.
And hence, Sir, retorted I, your unbrotherly reflections upon me!
Well, but, you observe, Miss, said he, that it is not I, but your papa, that tells you, that you are not to receive the visits of that Lovelace.
Cousin Harlowe, said my aunt Hervey, allow me to say, That my cousin Clary's prudence may be confided in.
I am convinc'd it may, join'd my mamma.
But, Aunt, but, Madam (put in my sister) there is no hurt, I presume, in letting my sister know the condition she goes to Miss Howe upon; since, if he gets a knack of visiting her there-
You may be sure, interrupted my uncle Harlowe, he will endeavour to see her there.
So would such an impudent man here, said my uncle Antony: And 'tis better there than here.
Better no-where, said my papa. -I command you, turning to me, on pain of my displeasure, that you see him not at all.
I will not, Sir, in any way of encouragement, I do assure you: Nor at all, if I can decently avoid it.
You know with what indifference, said my mamma, she has hitherto seen him. -Her prudence may be trusted to, as my sister Hervey says.
With what ap-pa-rent indifference, drolled my brother-
Son James! said my father, sternly-
I have done, Sir, said he. -But again, in a provoking manner, reminded me of the prohibition.
Thus ended this conference.
Will you engage, my dear, that the hated man shall not come near your house? -But what an inconsistence is this, when they consent to my going, thinking his visits here no otherwise to be avoided! -But, if he does come, I charge you, never leave us alone together.
As I have no reason to doubt a welcome from your mamma, I will put every-thing in order here, and be with you in two or three days.
Mean time, I am
Your most affectionate and obliged
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER VII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
(After her return from her.)
Harlowe-Place, Feb. 20.
I beg your excuse for not writing sooner. Alas, my dear, I have sad prospects before me! My brother and sister have succeeded in all their views. They have found out another lover for me; an hideous one: -Yet he is encouraged by every-body.- No wonder that I was order'd home so suddenly! - At an hour's warning! -No other notice, you know, than what was brought with the chariot that was to carry me back. -It was for fear, as I have been inform'd (an unworthy fear!), that I should have enter'd into any concert with Mr. Lovelace, had I known their motive for commanding me home; apprehending, 'tis evident, that I should dislike the man.
And well might they apprehend so: -For who do you think he is? -No other than that Solmes! - Could you have believed it? -And they are all determined too; my mamma with the rest! -Dear, dear excellence! how could she be thus brought over!- when I am assured, that, on his first being proposed, she was pleased to say, That, had Mr. Solmes the Indies in possession, and would endow me with them, she should not think him deserving of her Clarissa Harlowe.
The reception I met with at my return, so different from what I used to meet with on every little absence (and now I had been from them three weeks), convinced me, that I was to suffer for the happiness I had had in your company and conversation for that most agreeable period. I will give you an account of it.
My brother met me at the door, and gave me his hand, when I stepp'd out of the chariot. He bow'd very low: Pray, Miss, favour me. -I thought it in good humour; but found it afterwards mock respect: And so he led me, in great form, I prattling all the way, inquiring of every-body's health (altho' I was so soon to see them, and there was hardly time for answers), into the great parlour; where were my father, mother, my two uncles, and my sister.
I was struck all of a heap as soon as I enter'd, to see a solemnity which I had been so little used to on the like occasions, in the countenance of every dear relation. They all kept their seats. I ran to my papa, and kneeled: Then to my mamma: And met from both a cold salute: From my papa, a blessing but half-pronounced: My mamma, indeed, called me, Child; but embraced me not with her usual indulgent ardor.
After I had paid my duty to my uncles, and my compliments to my sister, which she received with solemn and stiff form, I was bid to sit down. But my heart was full: And I said it became me to stand, if I could stand a reception so awful and unusual. I was forced to turn my face from them, and pull out my handkerchief.
My unbrotherly accuser hereupon stood forth, and charg'd me with having received no less than five or six visits at Miss Howe's from the man they had all so much reason to hate (that was the expression); notwithstanding the commands I had received to the contrary. And he bid me deny it, if I could.
I had never been used, I said, to deny the truth; nor would I now. I owned I had, in the passed three weeks, seen the person I presumed he meant oftener than five or six times (Pray hear me out, brother, said I; for he was going to flame). -But he always came and asked for Mrs. or Miss Howe.
I proceeded, That I had reason to believe, that both Mrs. Howe and Miss, as matters stood, would much rather have excused his visits; but they had more than once apologiz'd, that, having not the same reason my papa had, to forbid him their house, his rank and fortune intitled him to civility.
You see, my dear, I made not the pleas I might have made.
My brother seem'd ready to give a loose to his passion: My papa put on the countenance, which always portends a gathering storm: My uncles mutteringly whisper'd: And my sister aggravatingly held up her hands. While I begg'd to be heard out;-and my mamma said, Let the child, that was her kind word, be heard.-
I hoped, I said, there was no harm done: That I became not me to prescribe to Mrs. or Miss Howe who should be their visitors: That Mrs. Howe was always diverted with the raillery that passed between Miss and him: That I had no reason to challenge her guest for my visitor; as I should seem to have done, had I refused to go into their company, when he was with them: That I had never seen him out of the presence of one or both of those ladies; and had signify'd to him, once, on his urging for a few moments private conversation with me, that, unless a reconciliation were effected between my family and his, he must not expect, that I would countenance his visits; much less give him an opportunity of that sort.
I told them further, That Miss Howe so well understood my mind, that she never left me a moment, while he was there: That, when he came, if I was not below in the parlour, I would not suffer myself to be called to him: Altho' I thought it would be an affectation, which would give him advantage rather than the contrary, if I had left company when he came in; or refused to enter into it, when I found he would stay any time.
My brother heard me out with such a kind of impatience, as shew'd he was resolved to be dissatisfy'd with me, say what I would. The rest, as the event has proved, behav'd as if they would have been satisfy'd, had they not further points to carry, by intimidating me. All this made it evident, as I mention'd above, that they themselves expected not my voluntary compliance; and was a tacit confession of the disagreeableness of the person they had to propose.
I was no sooner silent, than my brother swore, altho' in my papa's presence (swore, uncheck'd either by eye or countenance), That, for his part, he would never be reconciled to that libertine: And that he would renounce me for a sister, if I encouraged the addresses of a man so obnoxious to them all.
A man who had like to have been my brother's murderer, my sister said, with a face even bursting with restraint of passion.
The poor Bella has, you know, a plump, high-fed face, if I may be allow'd the expression. -You, I know, will forgive me for this liberty of speech, sooner than I can myself: Yet, how can one be such a reptile, as not to turn when trampled upon!-
My papa, with vehemence both of action and voice (my father has, you know, a terrible voice, when he is angry!), told me, that I had met with too much indulgence, in being allow'd to refuse this gentleman, and the other gentleman; and it was now his turn to be obey'd.
Very true, my mamma said: -And hoped his will would not now be disputed by a child so favour'd.
To shew they were all of a sentiment, my uncle Harlowe said, He hoped his beloved niece only wanted to know her papa's will, to obey it.
And my uncle Antony, in his rougher manner, That I would not give them reason to apprehend, that I thought my grandfather's favour to me had made me independent of them all. -If I did, he could tell me, the will could be set aside, and should.
I was astonish'd, you must needs think. -Whose addresses now, thought I, is this treatment preparative to! -Mr. Wyerley's again!-or whose? -And then, as high comparisons, where self is concern'd, sooner than low, come into young peoples heads; be it for whom it will, this is wooing as the English did for the heiress of Scotland in the time of Edward the sixth. -But that it could be for Solmes, how should it enter into my head?
I did not know, I said, that I had given occasion for this harshness: I hoped I should always have a just sense of their favour to me, superadded to the duty I ow'd as a daughter and a niece: But that I was so much surprised at a reception so unusual and unexpected, that I hoped my papa and mamma would give me leave to retire, in order to recollect myself.
No one gainsaying, I made my silent compliments, and withdrew;-leaving my brother and sister, as I thought, pleased; and as if they wanted to congratulate each other on having occasioned so severe a beginning to be made with me.
I went up to my chamber, and there, with my faithful Hannah, deplor'd the determin'd face which the new proposal, it was plain they had to make me, wore.
I had not recover'd myself when I was sent for down to tea. I begg'd, by my maid, to be excus'd attending: But, on the repeated command, went down, with as much chearfulness as I could assume; and had a new fault to clear myself of: For my brother, so pregnant a thing is determin'd ill-will, by intimations equally rude and intelligible, charg'd my desire of being excus'd coming down, to sullens, because a certain person had been spoken against, upon whom, as he supposed, my fancy ran.
I could easily answer you, Sir, said I, as such a reflection deserves: But I forbear. If I do not find a brother in you, you shall have a sister in me.
Pretty meekness! Bella whisperingly said; looking at my brother, and lifting up her lip in contempt.
He, with an imperious air, bid me deserve his love, and I should be sure to have it.
As we sat, my mamma, in her admirable manner, expatiated upon brotherly and sisterly love; indulgently blam'd my brother and sister upon having taken up displeasure too lightly against me; and politically, if I may so say, answer'd for my obedience to my papa's will. -Then it would be all well, my papa was pleas'd to say: Then they should dote upon me, was my brother's expression: Love me as well as ever, was my sister's: And my uncles, That I should then be the pride of their hearts. -But, alas! what a forfeiture of all these must I make!
This was the reception I had on my return from you!
Mr. Solmes came in before we had done tea. My uncle Antony presented him to me, as a gentleman he had a particular friendship for. My uncle Harlowe in terms equally favourable for him. My father said, Mr. Solmes is my friend, Clarissa Harlowe. My mamma look'd at him, and look'd at me, now-and-then, as he sat near me, I thought with concern. -I at her, with eyes appealing for pity. -At him, when I could glance at him, with disgust, little short of affrightment. While my brother and sister Mr. Solmes'd-him, and Sirr'd-him up, with high favour. So caress'd, in short, by all;-yet such a wretch! -But I will at present only add, My humble thanks and duty to your honour'd mamma (to whom I will particularly write, to express the grateful sense I have of her goodness to me); and that I am,
Your ever obliged
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER VIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Feb. 24.
They drive on here at a furious rate. The man lives here, I think. He courts them, and is more and more a favourite. Such terms, such settlements! That's the cry!
O, my dear, that I had not reason to deplore the family fault, immensely rich as they all are! But this I may the more unreservedly say to you, as we have often join'd in the same concern: I, for a father and uncles; you, for a mother; in every other respect faultless.
Hitherto, I seem to be delivered over to my brother, who pretends as great love to me as ever.
You may believe, I have been very sincere with him. But he affects to railly me, and not to believe it possible, that one, so dutiful and so discreet as his sister Clary, can resolve to disoblige all her friends.
Indeed, I tremble at the prospect before me; for it is evident, that they are strangely determin'd.
My father and mother industriously avoid giving me opportunity of speaking to them alone. They ask not for my approbation, intending, as it should seem, to suppose me into their will. And with them I shall hope to prevail, or with no-body. They have not the interest in compelling me, as my brother and sister have: I say less therefore to them, reserving my whole force for an audience with my father, if he will permit me a patient ear. How difficult is it, my dear, to give a negative, where both duty and inclination join to make one wish to oblige!-
I have already stood the shock of three of this man's particular visits, besides my share in his more general ones; and find it is impossible I should ever endure him. He has but a very ordinary share of understanding; is very illiterate; knows nothing but the value of estates, and how to improve them; and what belongs to land-jobbing, and husbandry. Yet am I as one stupid, I think. They have begun so cruelly with me, that I have not spirit enough to assert my own negative.
My good Mrs. Norton they had endeavour'd, it seems, to influence, before I came home: So intent are they to carry their point: And her opinion not being to their liking, she has been told, that she would do well to decline visiting here for the present: Yet she is the person of all the world, next to my mamma, the most likely to prevail upon me, were the measures they are engag'd in, reasonable measures; or such as she could think so.
My aunt likewise having said, that she did not think her niece could ever be brought to like Mr. Solmes, has been obliged to learn another lesson.
I am to have a visit from her to-morrow. And, since I have refused so much as to hear from my brother and sister what the noble settlements are to be, he is to acquaint me with the particulars; and to receive from me my determination: For my father, I am told, will not have patience but to suppose, that I shall stand in opposition to his will.
Mean time it has been signify'd to me, that it will be acceptable, if I do not think of going to church next Sunday.
The same signification was made me for last Sunday; and I obey'd. They are apprehensive, that Mr. Lovelace will be there, with design to come home with me.
Help me, dear Miss Howe, to a little of your charming spirit: I never more wanted it.
The man, you may suppose, has no reason to boast of his progress with me. He has not the sense to say any thing to the purpose. His courtship, indeed, is to them; and my brother pretends to court me as his proxy, truly! I utterly to my brother refuse his application; but thinking a person so well received, and recommended, by all my family, intitled to good manners, all I say against him is affectedly attributed to coyness: And he, not being sensible of his own imperfections, believes that my avoiding him when I can, and the reserves I express, are owing to nothing else: -For, as I said, all his courtship is to them; and I have no opportunity of saying No, to one who asks me not the question. And so, with an air of mannish superiority, he seems rather to pity the bashful girl, than apprehend that he shall not succeed.
February 25.
I have had the expected conference with my aunt.
I have been obliged to hear the man's proposals from her; and all their motives for espousing him as they do. I am even loth to mention, how equally unjust it is for him to make such offers, or for those I am bound to reverence to accept of them. I hate him more than before. One great estate is already obtained at the expence of the relations to it, tho' 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 remembred 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 licence 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 acknowleg'd, 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. -And away he flung.
My sister came to me soon after. -Sister Clary, you are going on in a fine way, I understand. But as there are people who are supposed to harden you against your duty, I am to tell you, that it will be taken well, if you avoid visits or visitings for a week or two, till further order.
Can this be from those who have authority-
Ask them; ask them, child, with a twirl of her finger. -I have deliver'd my message. Your papa will be obey'd. He is willing to hope you to be all obedience; and would prevent all incitements to refractoriness.
I knew my duty, I said; and hoped I should not find impossible conditions annexed to it.
A pert young creature, vain and conceited, she called me. I was the only judge, in my own wise-opinion, of what was right and fit. She, for her part, had long seen through my specious ways: And now I should shew every-body what I was at bottom.
Dear Bella, said I! hands and eyes lifted up,-why all this? -Dear, dear Bella, why-
None of your dear, dear Bella's to me. -I tell you, I see thro' your witchcrafts. -That was her strange word: And away she flung; adding, as she went,- And so will every-body else very quickly, I dare say.
Bless me, said I to myself, what a sister have I! - How have I deserv'd this? Then I again regretted my grandfather's too distinguishing goodness to me.
Feb. 25. in the evening.
What my brother and sister have said against me, I cannot tell: -But I am in heavy disgrace with my papa.
I was sent for down to tea. I went with a very chearful aspect: But had occasion soon to change it.
Such a solemnity in every-body's countenance! - My mamma's eyes were fixed upon the tea-cups; and when she looked up, it was heavily, as if her eyelids had weights upon them; and then not to me. My papa sat half-aside in his elbow-chair, that his head might be turn'd from me; his hands folded, and waving, as it were, up and down; his fingers, poor dear gentleman! in motion, as if angry to the very ends of them. My sister sat swelling. My brother looked at me with scorn, having measured me, as I may say, with his eyes, as I enter'd, from head to foot. My aunt was there, and looked upon me, as if with kindness restrained, bending coldly to my compliment to her, as she sat; and then cast an eye first on my brother, then on my sister, as if to give the reason (so I am willing to construe it) of her unusual stiffness. -Bless me, my dear! that they should choose to intimidate rather than invite a mind, till now, not thought either unpersuadable or ungenerous!-
I took my seat. Shall I make tea, Madam, to my mamma? -I always used, you know, my dear, to make tea.
No! a very short sentence, in one very short word was the expressive answer: And she was pleased to take the canister in her own hand.
My sister's Betty attending, my brother bid her go: -He would fill the water.
My heart was up at my mouth. I did not know what to do with myself. What is to follow? thought I
Just after the second dish, out stept my mamma. - A word with you, sister Hervey! taking her in her hand. Presently my sister dropt away. Then my brother. So I was left alone with my papa.
He looked so very sternly, that my heart failed me, as twice or thrice I would have addressed myself to him: Nothing but solemn silence on all hands having passed before.
At last, I asked, If it were his pleasure, that I should pour him out another dish?
He answer'd me with the same angry monosyllable which I had received from my mamma before; and then arose, and walked about the room. I arose too, with intent to throw myself at his feet; but was too much over-awed by his sternness, even to make such an expression of my duty to him, as my heart overflowed with.
At last, as he supported himself, because of his gout, on the back of a chair, I took a little more courage; and approaching him, besought him to acquaint me, in what I had offended him?
He turn'd from me, and, in a strong voice, Clarissa Harlowe, said he, know, that I will be obey'd.
God forbid, Sir, that you should not! -I have never yet opposed your will-
Nor I your whimsies, Clarissa Harlowe, interrupted he. -Don't let me run the fate of all who shew indulgence to your sex; To be the more contradicted for mine to you.
My papa, you know, my dear, has not (any more than my brother) a kind opinion of our sex; altho' there is not a more condescending wife in the world than my mamma.
I was going to make protestations of duty. -No protestations, girl! -No words. -I will not be prated to! -I will be obey'd! -I have no child. -I will have no child, but an obedient one.
Sir, you never had reason, I hope-
Tell me not what I never had, but what I have, and what I shall have.-
Good Sir, be pleased to hear me-My brother and my sister, I fear-
Your brother and sister shall not be spoken against, girl! -They have a just concern for the honour of my family.
And I hope, Sir,-
Hope nothing. -Tell me not of hopes, but of facts. I ask nothing of you but what is in your power to comply with, and what it is your duty to comply with.
Then, Sir, I will comply with it. -But yet I hope from your goodness,-
No expostulations! -No but's, girl! -No qualifyings! -I will be obey'd, I tell you!-and chearfully too!-or you are no child of mine!-
I wept.
Let me beseech you, my dear and ever-honoured papa (and I dropt down on my knees) that I may have only your's and my mamma's will, and not my brother's, to obey. -I was going on; but he was pleased to withdraw, leaving me on the floor; saying, That he would not hear me thus by subtilty and cunning aiming to distinguish away my duty; repeating, that he would be obey'd.
My heart is too full;-so full, that it may endanger my duty, were I to unburden it to you on this occasion: So I will lay down my pen. -But can- Yet, positively, I will lay down my pen!-

### v1 LETTER IX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Feb. 26. in the morning.
My aunt, who staid here last night, made me a visit this morning, as soon as it was light. She tells me, that I was left alone with my papa yesterday on purpose that he might talk with me on my expected obedience; but that he own'd he was put beside his purpose by reflecting on something my brother had told him in my disfavour, and by his impatience but to suppose, that such a gentle spirit as mine had hitherto seem'd to be, should presume to dispute his will, in a point where the advantage of the whole family was to be so greatly promoted by my compliance.
I find, by a few words which dropt from her unawares, that they have all an absolute dependence upon what they suppose to be a meekness in my temper. But in this they may be mistaken; for I verily think upon a strict examination of myself, that I have almost as much in me of my father's as of my mother's family.
My uncle Harlowe, it seems, is against driving me upon extremities: But his unbrotherly nephew has engaged, that the regard I have for my reputation, and my principles, will bring me round to my duty, that's the expression. Perhaps I shall have reason to wish I had not known this.
My aunt advises me to submit, for the present, to the interdicts they have laid me under; and, indeed, to encourage Mr. Solmes's address. I have absolutely refused the latter, let what will, as I have told her, be the consequence. The visiting prohibition I will conform to. But as to that of not corresponding with you, nothing but the menace, that our letters shall be intercepted, can engage my observation of it.
She believes, that this order is from my father, without consulting my mother upon it: And that purely, as she supposes, in consideration to me, lest I should mortally offend him; and this from the incitements of other people (meaning you and Miss Lloyd, I make no doubt), rather than by my own will. For still, as she tells me, he speaks kind and praiseful things of me.
Here is clemency! Here is indulgence! -And so it is, To prevent a headstrong child, as a good prince would wish to do disaffected subjects, from running into rebellion, and so forfeiting every-thing! But this is all my brother's young man's wisdom; a plotter without a head, and a brother without a heart!
How happy might I have been with any other brother in the world, but Mr. James Harlowe; and with any other sister, but his sister! Wonder not, my dear! that I, who used to chide you for these sort of liberties with my relations, now am more undutiful than you ever were unkind. I cannot bear the thought of being deprived of the principal pleasure of my life; for such is your conversation by person and by letter. And who besides can bear to be made the dupe of such low cunning, operating with such high and arrogant passions?
But can you, my dear Miss Howe, condescend to carry on a private correspondence with me? If you can, there is one way I have thought of, by which it may be done.
You must remember the Green Lane, as we call it, that runs by the side of the wood-house and poultry-yard, where I keep my bantams, pheasants, and pea-hens, which generally engage my notice twice a-day; the more my favourites, because they were my grandfather's, and recommended to my care by him; and therefore brought hither from my dairy-house, since his death.
The lane is lower than the floor of the wood-house; and in the side of the wood-house the boards are rotted away down to the floor, for half an ell together, in several places. Hannah can step into the lane, and make a mark with chalk where a letter or parcel may be push'd in, under some sticks; which may be so managed, as to be an unsuspected cover for the written deposites from either.
I have been just now to look at the place, and find it will answer. So your faithful Robert may, without coming near the house, and as only passing thro' the green lane, which leads to two or three farm-houses (out of livery, if you please), very easily take from thence my letters, and deposite yours.
This place is the more convenient, because it is seldom resorted to, but by myself or Hannah, on the above-mentioned account; for it is the general store-house for firing; the wood for constant use being nearer the house.
One corner of this being separated off for the roosting-place of my little poultry, either she or I shall never want a pretence to go thither.
Try, my dear, the success of a letter this way; and give me your opinion and advice what to do, in this disgraceful situation, as I cannot but call it; and what you think of my prospects; and what you would do in my case.
But, before-hand, I must tell you, that your advice must not run in favour of this Solmes: And yet it is very likely they will endeavour to engage your mamma, in order to induce you, who have such an influence over me, to favour him.
Yet, on second thoughts, if you incline to that side of the question, I would have you write your whole mind. Determin'd, as I think I am, and cannot help it, I would at least give a patient hearing to what may be said on the other side. For my regards are not so much engag'd (upon my word, they are not; I know not myself if they be) to another person, as some of my friends suppose; and as you, giving way to your lively vein, upon his last visits, affected to suppose. What preferable favour I may have for him to any other person, is owing more to the usage he has received, and for my sake borne, than to any personal consideration.
I write a few lines of grateful acknowlegement to your mamma for her favours to me in the late happy period. I fear I shall never know such another! -I hope she will forgive me, that I did not write sooner.
The bearer, if suspected and examin'd, is to produce that, as the only one he carries. How do needless watchfulness and undue restraint produce artifice and contrivance! I should abhor these clandestine correspondencies, were they not forced upon me. They have so mean, so low an appearance, to myself, that I think I ought not to expect, that you should take part in them.
But why (as I have also expostulated with my aunt) must I be pushed into a state, which, altho' I reverence, I have no wish to enter into? -Why should not my brother, so many years older, and so earnest to see me engaged, be first engaged? -And, if not so, why not my sister be first provided for?
But here I conclude these unavailing expostulations, with the assurance, that I am, and ever will be,
Your affectionate
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER X.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Febr. 27.
What odd heads some people have! -Miss Clarissa Harlowe to be sacrificed in marriage to Mr. Roger Solmes! Astonishing!
I must not, you say, give my advice in favour of this man! -You now half-convince me, my dear, that you are ally'd to the family that could think of so preposterous a match, or you could never have had the least notion of my advising in his favour.
Ask me for his picture: You know I have a good hand at drawing an ugly likeness. But I'll see a little farther first: For who knows what may happen; since matters are in such a train; and since you have not the courage to oppose so overwhelming a torrent.
You ask me to help you to a little of my spirit. Are you in earnest? But it will not now, I doubt, do you service. -It will not sit naturally upon you. You are your mamma's girl, think what you will, and have violent spirits to contend with. Alas! my dear, you should have borrowed some of mine a little sooner;-that is to say, before you had given the management of your estate into the hands of those who think they have a prior claim to it. What, tho' a father's? -Has not that father two elder children? -And do they not both bear his stamp and image, more than you do? -Pray, my dear, call me not to account for this free question; lest your application of my meaning prove to be as severe as that.
Now I have launch'd out a little, indulge me one word more in the same strain: I will be decent, I promise you. -I think you might have known, that Avarice and Envy are two passions that are not to be satisfy'd, the one by giving, the other by the envied person's continuing to deserve and excel. -Fuel, fuel both, all the world over, to flames insatiate and devouring.
But since you ask for my opinion, you must tell me all you know or surmise of their inducements. And if you will not forbid me to make extracts from your letters, for the entertainment of my cousin in the little island, who longs to hear more of your affairs, it will be very obliging.
But you are so tender of some people, who have no tenderness for any body but themselves, that I must conjure you to speak out. Remember, that a friendship like ours admits of no reserves. You may trust my impartiality: It would be an affront to your own judgment, if you did not: For do you not ask my advice? And have you not taught me, that friendship should never give a bias against justice? -Justify them therefore, if you can. Let us see if there be any sense, whether sufficient reason or not, in their choice. At present, I cannot (and yet I know a good deal of your family) have any conception, how all of them, your mamma in particular, and your aunt Hervey, can join with the rest against judgments given. As to some of the others, I cannot wonder at any thing they do, or attempt to do, where Self is concern'd.
You ask, Why may not your brother be first engag'd in wedlock? -I'll tell you why: His temper and his arrogance are too well known to induce women he would aspire to, to receive his addresses, notwithstanding his great independent acquisitions, and still greater prospects. Let me tell you, my dear, those acquisitions have given him more pride, than reputation. To me he is the most intolerable creature that I ever saw. The treatment you blame, he merited from one whom he would have addressed with the air of a person intending to confer, rather than hoping to receive a favour. I ever loved to mortify proud and insolent spirits. What, think you, makes me bear Hickman near me, but that the man is humble, and knows his distance?
As to your question, Why your elder sister may not be first provided for? I answer, Because she must have no man, but who has a great and clear estate; that's one thing. Another is, Because she has a younger sister: -Pray, my dear, be so good as to tell me, what man of a great and clear estate would think of that elder sister, while the younger were single?
You are all too rich to be happy, child. For must not each of you, by the constitutions of your family, marry to be still richer? People who know in what their main excellence consists are not to be blam'd (are they?) for cultivating and improving what they think most valuable? Is true happiness any part of your family-view? -So far from it, that none of your family, but yourself, could be happy were they not rich. So let them fret on, grumble and grudge, and accumulate; and wondering what ails them that they have not happiness when they have riches, think the cause is want of more; and so go on heaping up, till death, as greedy an accumulator as themselves, gathers them into his garner!
Well then once more, I say, do you, my dear, tell me what you know of their avowed and general motives; and I will tell you more than you will tell me of their failings! Your aunt Hervey, you say, has told you: -Why, as I hinted above, must I ask you to let me know them; when you condescend to ask my advice on the occasion?
That they prohibit your corresponding with me, is a wisdom I neither wonder at, nor blame them for: Since it is an evidence to me, that they know their own folly: And if they do, is it strange that they should be afraid to trust another's judgment upon it?
I am glad you have found out a way to correspond with me. I approve it much. I shall more, if this first tryal of it proves successful. But should it not, and should it fall into their hands, it would not concern me, but for your sake.
We had heard before you wrote, that all was not right between your relations and you, at your coming home: That Mrs. Solmes visited you, and that with a prospect of success. But I concluded, the mistake lay in the person; and that his address was to Miss Arabella: And indeed had she been as good-natur'd as your plump ones generally are, I should have thought her too good for him by half: -Thought I, this must be the thing; and my beloved friend is sent for to advise and assist in her nuptial preparations. Who knows, said I to my mamma, but that, when the man has thrown aside his yellow, full-buckled peruke, and his broad-brimm'd beaver, both of which I suppose were Sir Oliver's Best of long standing, he may cut a tolerable figure dangling to church with Miss Bell! -The woman, as she observes, should excel the man in features: And where can she match so well for a foil?
I indulged this surmize against rumour, because I could not believe, that the absurdest people in England could be so very absurd, as to think of this man for you.
We heard moreover, that you received no visitors: I could assign no reason for this; except that the preparations for your sister were to be private, and the ceremony sudden: Miss Lloyd and Miss Biddulph were with me to inquire what I knew of this; and of your not being at church, either morning or afternoon, the Sunday after your return from us; to the disappointment of a little hundred of your admirers, to use their words. It was easy for me to guess the reason to be what you confirm: -Their apprehensions that Lovelace would be there, and attempt to wait on you home.
My mamma takes very kindly your compliments in your letter to her. Her words upon reading it were; 'Miss Clarissa Harlowe is an admirable young lady: Where-ever she goes, she confers a favour: Whomever she leaves, she fills with regret.' -And then a little comparative reflection; 'O my Nancy, that you had a little of her sweet obligingness!'
No matter. The praise was yours. You are me; and I enjoy'd it. The more enjoy'd it, because-shall I tell you the truth? -Because I think myself as well as I am-Were it but for this reason; That had I twenty brother James's, and twenty sister Bell's, not one of them, nor all of them join'd together, would dare to treat me, as yours presume to treat you. The person who will bear much shall have much to bear, all the world thro': 'Tis your own sentiment, grounded upon the strongest instance that can be given in your own family; tho' you have so little improv'd by it.
The result is this, That I am fitter for this world than you: You for the next than me;-that's the difference. -But long, long, for my sake, and for hundreds of sakes, may it be, before you quit us for company more congenial, and more worthy of you!-
I communicated to my mamma the account you give of your strange reception; also what a horrid wretch they have found out for you; and the compulsory treatment they give you. It only set her on magnifying her lenity to me, on my tyrannical behaviour, as she will call it (mothers must have their way, you know), to the man she so warmly recommends, against whom, it seems, there can be no just exception; and expatiating upon the complaisance I owe her for her indulgence. So I believe I must communicate to her nothing farther,-especially as I know she would condemn the correspondence between us, and That between you and Lovelace, as a clandestine and undutiful thing: For duty implicit is her cry. And moreover she lends a pretty open ear to the preachments of that starch old bachelor your uncle Antony; and for an example to her daughter, would be more careful how she takes your part, be the cause ever so just. Yet is not this right policy neither. For people who will allow nothing, will be granted nothing: In other words, those who aim at carrying too many points will not be able to carry any.
But can you divine, my dear, what that old preachment-making plump-hearted soul, your uncle Antony, means, by his frequent amblings hither? -There is such smirking and smiling between my mamma and him! Such mutual praises of oeconomy; and 'That is my way!'-and ' This I do!'-and 'I am glad it has your approbation, Sir!'-and 'You look into every thing, Madam!' -'Nothing would be done, if I did not!' -Such exclamations against servants: Such exaltings of self! -And dear-heart, and good-lack! -and 'las-a-day! -And now and then their conversation sinking into a whispering accent, if I come cross them! -I'll tell you, my dear, I don't above half like it.
Only that these old bachelors usually take as many years to resolve upon matrimony, as they can reasonably expect to live; or I should be ready to fire upon his visits; and recommend Mr. Hickman, as a much properer man, to my mamma's acceptance: For what he wants in years, he makes up in gravity: And if you will not chide me, I will say, That there is a primness in both, especially when the man has presumed too much with me upon my mamma's favour for him, and is under discipline on that account, as makes them seem near of kin: And then in contemplation of my sauciness, and what they both bear from it, they sigh away!-and seem so mightily to compassionate each other, that if Pity be but one remove from Love, I am in no danger, while they both are in a great deal, and don't know it.
Now, my dear, I know you will be upon me with your grave airs: So in for the lamb, as the saying is, in for the sheep; and do you yourself look about you: For I'll have a pull with you, by way of being aforehand. Hannibal, we read, always advised to attack the Romans upon their own territories.
You are pleased to say, and upon your word too! - That your regards (a mighty quaint word for affections) are not so much engag'd, as some of your friends suppose, to another person. What need you give one to imagine, my dear, that the last month or two has been a period extremely favourable to that other person! -whom it has made an obliger of the niece for his patience with the uncles.
But, to pass that by,-So much engag'd! -How much, my dear? Shall I infer? Some of your friends suppose a great deal. -You seem to own a little.
Don't be angry. It is all fair: Because you have not acknowledg'd to me That little. People, I have heard you say, who affect secrets always excite curiosity.
But you proceed with a kind of drawback upon your averrment, as if recollection had given you a doubt. -You know not yourself, if they be [so much engag'd]. Was it necessary to say This, to me?- and to say it upon your word too? -But you know best. -Yet you don't neither, I believe. For a beginning Love is acted by a subtile spirit; and oftentimes discovers itself to a bystander, when the person possess'd (why should I not call it possess'd?) knows not it has such a demon.
But further you, say, what PREFERABLE favour you may have for him, to any other person, is owing more to the usage he has received, and for your sake borne, than to any personal consideration.
This is generously said. It is in character. But, O my friend, depend upon it, you are in danger. Depend upon it, whether you know it or not, you are a little in for't. Your native generosity and greatness of mind indanger you: All your friends, by fighting against him with impolitic violence, fight for him. And Lovelace, my life for yours, notwithstanding all his veneration and assiduities, has seen further than that veneration and those assiduities (so well calculated to your meridian) will let him own he has seen. - Has seen, in short, that his work is doing for him more effectually than he could do it for himself. And have you not before now said, That nothing is so penetrating as the vanity of a lover; since it makes the person who has it frequently see in his own favour what is not; and hardly ever fail of observing what is. And who says Lovelace wants vanity?
In short, my dear, it is my opinion, and that from the easiness of his heart and behaviour, that he has seen more than I have seen; more than you think could be seen;-more than I believe you yourself know, or else you would have let me know it.
Already, in order to restrain him from resenting the indignities he has received, and which are daily offer'd him, he has prevailed upon you to correspond with him privately. I know he has nothing to boast of from what you have written. But is not his inducing you to receive his letters, and to answer them, a great point gain'd? -By your insisting, that he should keep this correspondence private, it appears, that there is one secret, that you do not wish the world should know: And he is master of that secret. He is indeed himself, as I may say, that secret! -What an intimacy does this beget for the lover! -How is it distancing the parent!-
Yet who, as things are situated, can blame you? - Your condescension has no doubt hitherto prevented great mischiefs: It must be continued, for the same reasons, while the cause remains. You are drawn in by a perverse fate, against inclination: But custom, with such laudable purposes, will reconcile the inconveniency, and make an inclination. -And I would advise you (as you would wish to manage, on an occasion so critical with that prudence which governs all your actions) not to be afraid of entering upon a close examination into the true springs and grounds of this your generosity to that happy man.
It is my humble opinion, I tell you frankly, that, on inquiry, it will come out to be LOVE. -Don't start, my dear! -Has not your man himself had natural philosophy enough to observe already to your aunt Hervey, that Love takes the deepest root in the steadiest minds? The duce take his sly penetration, I was going to say; for this was six or seven weeks ago.
I have been tinctured, you know. Nor, on the coolest reflection, could I account how, and when, the jaundice began: But had been over head and ears, as the saying is, but for some of that advice from you, which I now return you. Yet my man was not half so-So what, my dear? -To be sure Lovelace is a charming fellow. -And were he only-But I will not make you glow, as you read! -Upon my word, I won't. -Yet, my dear, don't you find at your heart somewhat unusual make it go throb, throb, throb, as you read just here? -If you do, don't be asham'd to own it. -It is your generosity, my love! that's all. - But, as the Roman augur said, Caesar, beware of the ides of March!
Adieu, my dearest friend, and forgive; and very speedily, by the new-sound expedient, tell me, that you forgive
Your ever-affectionate
Anna Howe.

### v1 LETTER XI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday, March 1.
You both nettled and alarmed me, my dearest Miss Howe, by the concluding part of your last. At first reading it, I did not think it necessary, said I to myself, to guard against a critic, when I was writing to so dear a friend. But then recollecting myself, Is there not more in it, said I, than the result of a vein so naturally lively? Surely, I must have been guilty of an inadvertence. -Let me enter into the close examination of myself, which my beloved friend advises.
I did so; and cannot own any of the glow, any of the throbs you mention. -Upon my word, I will repeat, I cannot. And yet the passages in my letter upon which you are so humourously severe, lay me fairly open to your agreeable raillery. I own they do. And I cannot tell what turn my mind had taken, to dictate so oddly to my pen.
But-pray-now-Is it saying so much, when one, who has no very particular regard to any man, says, There are some who are preferable to others? And is it blameable to say, Those are the preferable, who are not well used by one's relations; yet dispense with that usage out of regard to one's self, which they would otherwise resent? Mr. Lovelace, for instance, I may be allow'd to say, is a man to be preferr'd to Mr. Solmes; and that I do prefer him to that man: But, surely, this may be said, without its being a necessary consequence, that one must be in love with him.
Indeed, I would not be in love with him, as it is called, for the world: First, because I have no opinion of his morals; and think it a fault in which our whole family, my brother excepted, has had a share, that he was permitted to visit us with a hope; which, however being distant, did not, as I have observed heretofore, intitle any of us to call him to account for such of his immoralities as came to our ears. Next, because I think him to be a vain man, capable of triumphing, secretly at least, over a person whose heart he thinks he has engaged. And, thirdly, because the assiduities and veneration which you impute to him, seem to carry an haughtiness in them, as if his address had a merit in it, that would be an equivalent for a lady's favour. In short, he seems to me so to behave, when most unguarded, as if he thought himself above the very politeness which his birth and education (perhaps therefore more than his choice) oblige him to shew. In other words, his very politeness appears to me to be constrained; and, with the most remarkably easy and genteel person, something seems to be behind in his manner, that is too studiously kept in. Then, goodhumour'd as he is thought to be in the main to other peoples servants, and this even to familiarity (altho', as you have observ'd, a familiarity that has dignity in it, not unbecoming a man of quality), he is apt sometimes to break out into passion with his own: An oath or a curse follows; and such looks from those servants as plainly shew terror; and that they should have far'd worse, had they not been in my hearing: With a confirmation in the master's looks of a surmize too well justify'd.
Indeed, my dear, THIS man is not THE man. I have great objections to him. My heart throbs not after him: I glow not, but with indignation against myself, for having given room for such an imputation. - But you must not, my dearest friend, construe common Gratitude into Love. I cannot bear that you should. But if ever I should have the misfortune to think it Love, I promise you, upon my word, which is the same as upon my honour, that I will acquaint you with it.
You bid me to tell you very speedily, and by the new-found expedient, that I am not displeased with you for your agreeable raillery: I dispatch this therefore immediately; postponing to my next the account of the inducements which my friends have to promote with so much earnestness the address of Mr. Solmes.
Be satisfy'd, my dear, mean time, that I am not displeased with you: Indeed I am not: On the contrary, I give you my hearty thanks for your friendly premonitions. And I charge you, as I have often done, that if you observe any thing in me so very faulty, as would require, from you to others, in my behalf, the palliation of friendly and partial love, you acquaint me with it: For, methinks, I would to conduct myself, as not to give reason even for an adversary to censure me: And how shall so weak and so young a creature avoid the censure of such, if my friend will not hold a looking-glass before me, to let me see my imperfections?
Judge me then, my dear, as any indifferent person knowing what you know of me) would do: -I may, at first, be a little pained; may glow a little, perhaps, to be found less worthy of your friendship, than I wish to be; but assure yourself, that your kind correction will give me reflection, that shall amend me. If it do not, you will have a fault to accuse me of, that will be utterly in-excusable: A fault, let me add, that should you not accuse me of it, if in your opinion I am guilty, you will not be so much, so warmly, my friend, as I am yours; who have never spar'd you, you know, my dear, on the like occasions.
Here I break off; to begin another letter to you; with the assurance, mean time, that I am, and ever will be,
Your equally affectionate
and grateful
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Morn, March 2.
Indeed you would not be in love with him for the world! -Your servant, my dear. Nor would he have you: For I think, with all the advantages of person, fortune, and family, he is not by any means worthy of you. And this opinion I give as well from the reasons you mention, which I cannot but confirm, as from what I have heard of him but a few hours ago from Mrs. Fortescue, a favourite of lady Betty Lawrance, who knows him well. -But let me congratulate you, however, on your being the first of our sex, that ever I heard of, who has been able to turn the lion, Love, at her own pleasure, into a lap-dog.
Well but, if you have not the throbs and the glows you have not: And are not in love; good reason why-because you would not be in love; and there's no more to be said. -Only, my dear, I shall keep a good look-out upon you; and so I hope you will upon yourself: For it is no manner of argument, that because you would not be in love, you are not. -But before I part intirely with this subject, a word in your ear, my charming friend-'Tis only by way of caution, and in pursuance of the general observation, that a stander-by is often a better judge of the game than those that play. -May it not be, that you have had and have, such cross creatures, and such odd hearts to deal with, as have not allow'd you to attend to the throbs? -Or, if you had them a little now and then, whether, having had two accounts to place them to, you have not, by mistake, put them to the wrong one?
But whether you have a value for this Lovelace, or not, I know you'll be impatient to hear what Mr. Fortescue has said of him. Nor will I keep you longer in suspense.
An hundred wild stories she tells of him, from childhood to manhood: for, as she observes, having never been subject to contradiction, he was always as mischievous as a monkey. But I shall pass over these whole hundred of his puerile rogueries, altho' indicative ones, as I may say, to take notice as well of some things you are not quite ignorant of, as of others you know not; and to make a few observations upon him and his ways.
Mrs. Fortescue owns, what every-body knows, that he is notoriously, nay, avowedly, a man of pleasure; yet says, that in any thing he sets his heart upon, or undertakes, he is the most industrious and persevering mortal under the sun. He rests, it seems, not above six hours in the twenty-four, any more than you. He delights in writing. Whether at his Uncle's, or at Lady Betty's, or Lady Sarah's, he has always, when he retires, a pen in his fingers. One of his companions, confirming his love of writing, has told her, that his thoughts flow rapidly to his pen: And you and I, my dear, have observed, on more occasions than one, that tho' he writes even a fine hand, he is one of the readiest and quickest of writers. He must indeed have had early a very docile genius; since a person of his pleasurable turn, and active spirit, could ever have submitted to take long or great pains in attaining the qualifications he is master of; qualifications so seldom attainable by youth of quality and fortune; by such especially of those of either, who, like him, have never known what it was to be controuled.
He had once the vanity, upon being complimented on these talents (and on his surprising diligence for a man of pleasure) to compare himself to Julius Caesar; who perform'd great actions by day, and wrote them down at night: And valued himself, that he only wanted Caesar's outsetting, to make a figure among his contemporaries.
He spoke this, indeed, she says, with an air of pleasantry: For she observed, and so have we, that he has the art of acknowleging his vanity, with so much humour, that it sets him above the contempt which is due to vanity and self-opinion; and at the same time half-persuades those who hear him, that he really deserves the exaltation he gives himself.
But supposing it to be true, that all his vacant nightly hours are imploy'd in writing, what can be his subjects? If, like Caesar, his own actions, he must undoubtedly be a very enterprising and very wicked man since no-body suspects him to have a serious turn. And, decent as he is in his conversation with us, his writings are not probably such as will redound either to his own honour, or to the benefit of others, were they to be read. He must be conscious of this, since Mrs. Fortescue says, that, in the great correspondence by letters which he holds, he is as secret and careful, as if it were of a treasonable nature;-yet troubles not his head with politics, tho' no body knows the interests of princes and courts better than he.
That you and I, my dear, should love to write, is no wonder. We have always, from the time each could hold a pen, delighted in epistolary correspondencies. Our employments are domestic and sedentary; and we can scribble upon twenty innocent subjects, and take delight in them because they are innocent; tho' were they to be seen, they might not much profit or please others. But that such a gay lively young fellow as this, who rides, hunts, travels, frequents the public entertainments, and by means to pursue his pleasures, should be able to set himself down to write for hours together, as you and I have heard him say he frequently does, that is the strange thing.
Mrs. Fortescue says, that he is a complete master of short-hand writing. By the way, what inducements could such a swift writer as he have, to learn short-hand?
She says (and we know it as well as she) that he has a surprising memory; and a very lively imagination.
Whatever his other vices are, all the world, as well as Mrs. Fortescue, say, he is a sober man. And among all his bad qualities, gaming, that great waster of time, as well as fortune, is not his vice: So that he must have his head as cool, and his reason as clear, as the prime of youth, and his natural gaiety, will permit; and, by his early morning hours, a great portion of time upon his hands, to employ in writing, or worse.
Mrs. Fortescue says, he has one gentleman, who is more his intimate and correspondent than any of the rest. You remember what his dismiss'd bailiff said of him, and of his associates. I don't find, but that man's character of him was in general pretty just. Mrs. Fortescue confirms this part of it, that all his relations are afraid of him; and that his pride sets him above owing obligations to them. She believes he is clear of the world; and that he will continue so: No doubt from the same motive that makes him avoid being oblig'd to his relations.
A person willing to think favourably of him would hope, that a brave, a learned, and a diligent man, cannot be naturally a bad man. -But if he be better than his enemies say he is (and, if worse, he is bad indeed), he is guilty of an inexcusable fault, in being so careless as he is of his reputation. I think a man can he so but from one of these two reasons: Either that he is conscious he deserves the evil spoken of him; or, that he takes a pride in being thought worse than he is: -Both very bad and threatening indications: Since he first must shew him to be utterly abandon'd; and it is but natural to conclude from the other, that what a man is not asham'd to have imputed to him, he will not scruple to be guilty of, whenever he has opportunity.
Upon the whole, and upon all that I could gather from Mrs. Fortescue, Mr. Lovelace is a very faulty man: You and I have thought him too gay, too inconsiderate, too rash, too little an hypocrite, to be deep. You see he never would disguise his natural temper (haughty as it certainly is), with respect to your brother's behaviour to him: Where he thinks a contempt due, he pays it to the uttermost: Nor has he complaisance enough to spare your uncles.
But were he deep, and ever so deep, you would soon penetrate him, if they would leave you to yourself. His vanity would be your clue. Never man had more: Yet, as Mrs. Fortescue observed, never did man carry it off so happily. There is a strange mixture in it of humourous vivacity: -For but one half of what he says of himself, when he is in the vein, any other man would be insufferable.
Talk of the devil, is an old saying. -The lively wretch has made me a visit, and is but just gone away. He is all impatience and resentment, at the treatment you meet with; and full of apprehensions too, that they will carry their point with you.
I told him my opinion, that you will never be brought to think of such a man as Solmes; but that is will probably end in a composition, never to have either.
No man, he said, whose fortunes and alliances are so considerable, ever had so little favour from a lady, for whose sake he had borne so much.
I told him my mind, as freely as I used to do. But who ever was in fault, Self being judge? He complain'd of spies set upon his conduct, and to pry into his life and morals; and this by your brother and uncles.
I told him, that this was very hard upon him; and the more so, as neither the one nor the other, perhaps, would stand a fair inquiry.
He smiled, and called himself my servant. -The occasion was too fair, he said, for Miss Howe, who never spared him, to let it pass. -But, Lord help their shallow souls, would I believe it? they were for turning plotters upon him. They had best take care he did not pay them in their own coin. Their hearts were better turn'd for such works, than their heads.
I asked him, if he valued himself upon having a head better turn'd than theirs for such works, as he call'd them?
He drew off: And then ran into the highest professions of reverence and affection for you. The object so meritorious, who can doubt the reality of his professions?
Adieu, my dearest, my noble friend! -I love and admire you for the generous conclusion of your last more than I can express. Tho' I began this letter with impertinent raillery, knowing that you always loved to indulge my mad vein, yet never was there a heart that more glowed with friendly love, than that of
Your own
Anna Howe.

### v1 LETTER XIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wedn. March 1.
I now take up my pen, to lay before you the inducements and motives which my friends have to espouse so earnestly the address of this Mr. Solmes.
In order to set this matter in a clear light, it is necessary to go a little backward, and even perhaps to mention some things which you already know: And so you may look upon what I am going to relate, as a kind of supplement to my letters of the 15th and 20th of January last.
In those letters, of which I have kept memorandums, I gave you an account of my brother's and sister's implacableness to Mr. Lovelace; and the methods they took (so far as they had then come to my knowlege) to ruin him in the opinion of my other friends: And I told you, that after a very cold, yet not a directly affrontive behaviour, to him, they all of a sudden (a) became more violent, and proceeded to personal insults; which brought on, at last, the unhappy rencounter between my brother and him.
Now you must know, that from the last conversation which passed between my aunt and me, it comes out, that this sudden vehemence on my brother's and sister's parts, was owing to stronger reasons than to the college-begun antipathy on his side, or to slighted love on hers; to wit, to an apprehension that my uncles intended to follow my grandfather's example, in my favour; at least, in a higher degree than they wish they should: An apprehension founded, it seems, on a conversation between my two uncles, and my brother and sister; which my aunt communicated to me in confidence, as an argument to prevail upon me to accept of Mr. Solmes's noble settlements; urging that such a seasonable compliance would frustrate my brother's and sister's views, and establish me for ever in the opinion and love of my father and uncles.
I will give you the substance of this communicated conversation, after I have made a brief introductory observation or two: Which, however, I hardly need to make to you, who are so well acquainted with us all, did not the series or thread of the story require it.
I have more than once mentioned to you the darling view some of us have long had of raising a family as it is called: A reflection, as I have often thought, upon our own; which is no inconsiderable or upstart one, on either side: Of my mamma's, especially. - A view too frequently, it seems, entertained by families, which having great substance, cannot be satisfy'd without rank and title.
My uncles had once extended this view to each of us three children; urging, that as they themselves intended not to marry, we each of us might be so portion'd, and so advantageously matched, as that our posterity, if not ourselves, might make a first figure in our country-While my brother, as the only son, thought the two girls might be very well provided for by ten or fifteen thousand pounds apiece: And that all the real estates in the family, to wit, my grandfather's, father's, and two uncles, and the remainder of their respective personal estates, together with what he had an expectancy of from his godmother, would make such a noble fortune, and give him such an interest, as might intitle him to hope for a peerage: Nothing less would satisfy his ambition.
With this view, he gave himself airs very early; 'That his grandfather and uncles were his stewards: That no man ever had better: That daughters were but incumbrances and drawbacks upon a family:' And this low and familiar expression was often in his mouth, and utter'd always with the self-complaisance which an imagin'd happy thought can be supposed to give the speaker; to wit, 'That a man who has sons brings up chickens for his own table;' (tho' once I made his comparison stagger with him, by asking him, If the sons, to make it hold, were to have their necks wrung off?); 'whereas daughters are chickens brought up for the tables of other men.' This, accompanied with the equally polite reflection, 'That, to induce people to take them off their hands, the family-stock must be impaired into the bargain,' used to put my sister out of all patience: And altho' she now seems to think a younger sister only can be an incumbrance, she was then often proposing to me to make a party in our own favour against my brother's rapacious views, as she used to call them: While I was for considering the liberties he took of this sort, as the effect of a temporary pleasantry; which in a young man not naturally good-humour'd, I was glad to see; or as a foible, that deserv'd raillery, but no other notice.
But when my grandfather's will (of the purport of which in my particular favour, until it was open'd, I was as ignorant as they) had lopp'd off one branch of my brother's expectation, he was extremely dissatisfy'd with me. No-body indeed was pleased: For altho' every-one loved me, yet being the youngest child, father, uncles, brother, sister, all thought themselves postpon'd, as to matter of right and power (Who loves not power?): And my father himself could not bear that I should be made sole, as I may call it, and independent; for such the will, as to that estate, and the powers it gave (unaccountably, as they all said), made me.
To obviate therefore every one's jealousy, I gave up to my father's management, as you know, not only the estate, but the money bequeathed me (which was a moiety of what my grandfather had by him at his death; the other moiety being bequeathed to my sister); contenting myself to take, as from his bounty, what he was pleased to allow me, without desiring the least addition to my annual stipend. And then I hoped I had laid all envy asleep: But still my brother and sister (jealous, as now is evident, of my two uncles favour for me, and of the pleasure I had given my father and them, by this act of duty) were every-now-and-then occasionally doing me covert ill offices: Which I took the less notice of; having, as I imagin'd, removed the cause of their envy; and imputed every thing of that sort to the petulance they are both pretty much noted for.
My brother's acquisition then took place: This made us all very happy; and he went down to take possession of it: And his absence (on so good an account too) made us still happier. -Then follow'd Lord M.'s proposal for my sister: And this was an additional felicity for the time. I have told you how exceedingly good-humour'd it made my sister.
You know how that went off: You know what came on in its place.
My brother then return'd; and we were all wrong again: And Bella, as I observ'd in my letters above-mention'd, had an opportunity to give herself the credit of having refused Mr. Lovelace, on the score of his reputed faulty morals. This united my brother and sister in one cause. They set themselves on all occasions to depreciate Mr. Lovelace, and his family too, (a family which deserves nothing but respect): And this gave rise to the conversation I am leading to, between my uncles and them: Of which I now come to give the particulars; after I have observed, that it happen'd before the rencounter, and soon after the inquiry made into Mr. Lovelace's affairs had come out better than my brother and sister hoped or expected.
They were bitterly inveighing against him, in their usual way, strengthening their invectives with some new stories in his disfavour; when my uncle Antony, having given them a patient hearing, declar'd, 'That he thought the gentleman behav'd like a gentleman; his niece Clary with prudence; and that a more honourable alliance for the family, as he had often told them, could not be wished for: Since Mr. Lovelace had a very good paternal estate; and that, by the evidence of an enemy, all clear: Nor did it appear, that he was so bad a man as had been represented: Wild indeed; but it was at a gay time of life: He was a man of sense: And he was sure that his niece would not have him, if she had not good reason to think him reform'd, or, by her own example, likely to be so.'
He then gave one instance, my aunt told me, as a proof of a generosity in his spirit, which shew'd him, he said, to be no very bad man in nature; and of a temper, he was pleased to say, like my own: Which was, that when he, my uncle, had represented to him, that he might, if he pleased (as he had heard Lord M. say), make three or four hundred pounds a year of his paternal estate, more than he did; he answer'd, 'That his tenants paid their rents well: That it was a maxim with his family, from which he would by no means depart, never to rack-rent old tenants, or their descendants; and that it was a pleasure to him, to see all his tenants look fat, sleek, and contented.'
I indeed had once occasionally heard him say something like this; and thought he never looked so well as at the time;-except once; on this occasion:
An unhappy tenant came petitioning to my uncle Antony for forbearance, in Mr. Lovelace's presence. When he had fruitlesly withdrawn, Mr. Lovelace pleaded his cause so well, that the man was called in again, and had his suit granted. And Mr. Lovelace privately follow'd him out, and gave him two guineas, for present relief; the man having declared, that, at the time, he had not five shillings in the world.
On this occasion, he told my uncle of the good action I hinted at, and that without any ostentatious airs; to wit, That he had once observed an old tenant and his wife in a very mean habit at church; and questioning them about it next day, as he knew they had no hard bargain in their farm, the man said, he had done some very foolish things with a good intention, which had put him behind-hand, and he could not have paid his rent, and appear better. He asked him, how long it would take him to retrieve the foolish step he had made. He said, perhaps two or three years. Well then, said he, I will abate you five pounds a year for seven years, provided you will lay it out upon your wife and self, that you may make a Sunday appearance like MY tenants. Mean time take This (putting his hand in his pocket, and giving him five guineas), to put yourselves in present plight; and let me see you next Sunday at church, hand in hand, like an honest and loving couple; and I bespeak you to dine with me afterwards.
Altho' this pleased me when I heard it, as giving an instance of generosity and prudence at the same time, not lessening, as my uncle took notice, the yearly value of the farm, yet, my dear, I had no throbs, no glows upon it;-upon my word, I had not. Nevertheless I own to you, that I could not help saying to myself on the occasion, 'Were it ever to be my lot to have this man, he would not hinder me from pursuing the methods I so much delight to take.' -With 'A pity, that such a man were not uniformly good!'
Forgive me this digression.
My uncle went on, my aunt told me, 'That, besides his paternal estate, he was the immediate heir to very splendid fortunes: That, when he was in treaty for his niece Arabella, Lord M. told him, what great things he and his two half-sisters intended to do for him, in order to qualify him for the title (which would be extinct at his Lordship's death); and which they hoped to procure for him, or a still higher, that of those Ladies father, which had been for some time extinct, on failure of heirs male: That this view made his relations so earnest for his marrying: That as he saw not where Mr. Lovelace could better himself; so, truly, he thought there was wealth enough in their own family to build up three considerable ones: That therefore, he must needs say, he was the more desirous of this alliance, as there was a great probability, not only from Mr. Lovelace's descent, but from his fortunes, that his niece Clarissa might one day be a peeress of Great Britain: -And upon that prospect (here was the mortifying stroke) he should, for his own part, think it not wrong, to make such dispositions as should contribute to the better support of the dignity.'
My uncle Harlowe, it seems, far from disapproving of what his brother had said, declar'd, 'That there was but one objection to an alliance with Mr. Lovelace; to wit, his morals: Especially as so much could be done for Miss Bella, and for my brother too, by my father; and as my brother was actually possessed of a considerable estate, by virtue of the deed of gift and will of his godmother Lovell.'
Had I known this before, I should the less have wonder'd at many things I have been unable to account for in my brother's and sister's behaviour to me; and been more on my guard than I imagin'd there was a necessity to be.
You may easily guess how much this conversation affected my brother at the time. He could not, you know, but be very uneasy, to hear two of his stewards talk at this rate to his face.
He had from early days, by his violent temper, made himself both feared and courted by the whole family. My father himself, as I have lately mentioned, very often (long before his acquisitions had made him still more assuming) gave way to him, as to an only son, who was to build up the name, and augment the honour of it. Little inducement therefore had he to correct a temper, which gave him so much consideration with every-body.
'See, sister Bella,' said he, in an indecent passion before my uncles, on the occasion I have mention'd- 'See how it is! -You and I ought to look about us! -This little Syren is in a fair way to out-uncle, as well as out-grandfather us both!'
From this time, as I now find it plain upon recollection, did my brother and sister behave to me, as to one who stood in their way (sometimes as to a creature in love with their common enemy); and to each other, as having but one interest: And were resolved therefore to bend all their force to hinder an alliance from taking effect, which they believed was likely to oblige them to contract their views.
And how was this to be done, after such a declaration from both my uncles?
My brother found out the way. My sister, as I have said, went hand in hand with him. Between them, the family union was broken, and every-one was made uneasy. Mr. Lovelace was received more and more coldly by all: But not being to be put out of his course by slights only, personal affronts succeeded; defiances next; then the rencounter: That, as you have heard, did the business: And now, if I do not oblige them, my grandfather's estate is to be litigated with me; and I, who never designed to take advantage of the independency bequeathed me, am to be as dependent upon my papa's will, as a daughter ought to be who knows not what is good for herself. This is the language of the family now.
But if I will suffer myself to be prevailed upon, how happy, as they lay it out, shall we all be! - Such presents am I to have, such jewels, and I cannot tell what, from every one of the family! Then Mr. Solmes's fortunes are so great, and his proposals so very advantageous (no relation whom he values), that there will be abundant room to raise mine upon them, were the high-intended favours of my own relations to be quite out of the question. Moreover it is now, with this view, found out, that I have qualifications, which, of themselves, will be a full equivalent to him for the settlements he is to make me; and leave him, as well as them, under an obligation to me for my compliance. He himself thinks so, I am told; so very poor a creature is he, even in his own, as well as in their eyes.
These charming views answer'd, how rich, how splendid, shall we all three be! And I-what obligations shall I lay upon them all! -And that only by doing an act of duty so suitable to my character, and manner of thinking;-if indeed I am the generous, as well as dutiful creature, I have hitherto made them believe I am.
This is the bright side that is turn'd to my father and uncles, to captivate them: But I am afraid, that my brother's and sister's design is to ruin me with them at any rate. Were it otherwise, would they not, on my return from you, have rather sought to court than frighten me into measures their hearts are so much bent to carry? A method they have followed ever since.
Mean time, orders are given to all the servants to shew the highest respect to Mr. Solmes; the generous Mr. Solmes is now his character with some of our family! But are not these orders a tacit confession, that they think his own merit will not procure him respect? He is accordingly, in every visit he makes, not only highly caressed by the principals of our family, but obsequiously attended and cring'd to by the menials. -And the noble settlements are echoed from every mouth.
Noble is the word used to inforce the offers of a man, who is mean enough avowedly to hate, and wicked enough to propose to rob of their just expectations, his own family (every one of which at the same time stands in too much need of his favour), in order to settle all he is worth upon me; and, if I die without children, and he has none by any other marriage, upon a family which already abounds. Such are his proposals.
But were there no other motive to induce me to despise the upstart man, is not this unjust one to his family enough? -The upstart man, I repeat; for he was not born to the immense riches he is possessed of: Riches left by one niggard to another, in injury to the next heir, because that other is a niggard. And should I not be as culpable, do you think, in my acceptance of such unjust settlements, as he in the offer of them, if I could persuade myself to be a sharer in them, or suffer a reversionary expectation of possessing them to influence my choice?
Indeed it concerns me not a little, that my friends could be brought to encourage such offers on such motives as I think a person of conscience should not presume to begin the world with.
But this, it seems, is the only method that can be taken to disappoint Mr. Lovelace; and at the same time to answer all my relations have to wish for each of us. And sure I will not stand against such an accession to the family, as may happen from marrying Mr. Solmes: Since now a possibility is discover'd (which such a grasping mind as my brother's can easily turn into a probability), that my grandfather's estate will revert to it, with a much more considerable one of the man's own. Instances of estates falling in, in cases far more unlikely than this, are insisted on; and my sister says, in the words of an old saw, It is good to be related to an estate.
While Solmes, smiling no doubt to himself at a hope so remote, by offers only, obtains all their interests; and doubts not to join to his own the estate I am envied for; which, for the conveniency of its situation between two of his, will it seems be of twice the value to him that it would be of to any other person; and is therefore, I doubt not, a stronger motive with him than the wise.
These, my dear, seem to me the principal inducements of my relations to espouse, so vehemently as they do, this man's suit. And here, once more, must I deplore the family-fault, which gives those inducements such a force, as it will be difficult to resist.
And thus far, let matters with regard to Mr. Solmes and me come out as they will, my brother has succeeded in his views: that is to say, he has, in the first place, got my Father to make the cause his own, and to insist upon my compliance as an act of duty.
My Mamma has never thought fit to oppose my father's will, when once he has declar'd himself determin'd.
My Uncles, stiff, unbroken, highly-prosperous bachelors, give me leave to say, tho' very worthy gentlemen in the main, have as high notions of a child's duty, as of a wife's obedience; in the last of which, my mamma's meekness has confirm'd them, and given them greater reason to expect the first.
My aunt Hervey (not extremely happy in her own nuptials, and perhaps under some little obligation) is got over, and chooses not to open her lips in my favour, against the wills of a father and uncles so determin'd.
This passiveness in her and in my mamma, in a point so contrary to their own first judgments, is too strong a proof that my papa is absolutely resolv'd.
Their treatment of my worthy Mrs. Norton is a sad confirmation of it: A woman deserving of all consideration for her wisdom; and every-body thinking so; but who, not being wealthy enough to have due weight in a point against which she has given her opinion, and which they seem bent upon carrying, is restrain'd from visiting here, and even from corresponding with me, as I am this very day inform'd.
Hatred to Lovelace, family aggrandizement, and this great motive paternal authority! -What a force united!-when, singly, each consideration is sufficient to carry all before it!
This is the formidable appearance which the address of this disagreeable man wears at present!
My Brother and my Sister triumph. -They have got me down, is their expression, as Hannah, overhearing hearing them, tells me. And so they have (yet I never knew that I was insolently up); for now my brother will either lay me under an obligation to comply, to my own unhappiness, and so make me an instrument of his revenge upon Lovelace; or, if I refuse, throw me into disgrace with my whole family.
Who will wonder at the intrigues and plots carried on by undermining courtiers against one another, when a private family, but three of which can possibly have clashing interests, and one of them, as she presumes to think, above such low motives, cannot be free from them?
What at present most concerns me, is, the peace of my mamma's mind! How can the husband of such a wife (a good man too! -But oh! this prerogative of manhood!) be so posi-tive, so unper-suade-able, to one who has brought into the family, means, which they know so well the value of, that methinks they should value her the more for their sake!
They do indeed value her: But, I am sorry to say, she has purchased that value by her compliances: Yet has merit for which she ought to be venerated; prudence which ought of itself to be trusted and conformed to in every-thing.
But whither roves my pen? How dare a perverse girl take these liberties with relations so very respectable, and whom she highly respects? -What an unhappy situation is that which obliges her, in her own defence as it were, to expose their failings?
But you, who know how much I love and reverence my mamma, will judge what a difficulty I am under, to be obliged to oppose a scheme which she has engaged in. Yet I must oppose it (to comply is impossible), and must declare without delay my opposition, or my difficulties will increase; since, as I am just now inform'd, a lawyer has been this very day consulted (would you have believ'd it?) in relation to settlements.
Were ours a Roman Catholic family, how much happier for me, that they thought a Nunnery would answer all their views! -How happy, had not a certain person slighted somebody! All then would have been probably concluded on between them before my brother had arrived to thwart the match: Then had I had a sister; which now I have not; and two brothers;- both aspiring; possibly both titled: While I should only have valued that in either which is above title, that which is truly noble in both!
But what long-reaching selfishness is my brother govern'd by! By what remote, exceedingly remote views! -Views, which it is in the power of the slightest accident, of a fever, for instance (the seeds of which are always vegetating, as I may say, and ready to burst forth, in his own impetuous temper), or of the provoked weapon of an adversary, to blow up, and destroy!
I will break off here. Let me write ever so freely of my friends, I am sure of your kind construction: And I confide in your discretion, that you will avoid reading to or transcribing for others, such passages as may have the appearance of treating too freely the parental, or even the fraternal character, or induce others to censure for a supposed failure in duty to the one, or decency to the other,
Your truly affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Evening, March 2.
On Hannah's depositing my long letter, begun yesterday, but by reason of several interruptions, not finish'd till within this hour, she found and brought me yours of this day. I thank you, my dear, for this kind expedition: -These few lines will perhaps be time enough deposited, to be taken away by your servant with the others: Yet they are only to thank you, and to tell you my increasing apprehensions.
I must beg or seek the occasion to apply to my mamma for her mediation;-for I am in danger of having a day fixed, and antipathy taken for bashfulness. -Should not sisters be sisters to each other? Should they not make a common cause of it, as I may say, a cause of sex, on such occasions as the present? Yet mine, in support of my brother's selfishness, and, no doubt, in concert with him, has been urging in full assembly, as I am told, and that with an earnestness peculiar to herself when she sets upon any thing, that an absolute day be given me; and if I comply not, to be told, that it shall be to the forfeiture of all my fortunes, and of all their loves.
She need not be so officious: My brother's interest, without hers, is strong enough; for he has found means to confederate all the family against me. Upon some fresh provocation, or new intelligence concerning Mr. Lovelace (I know not what it is), they have bound themselves, or are to bind themselves, by a sign'd paper, to one another (the Lord bless me, my dear, what shall I do!), to carry this point of Mr. Solmes, in support of my father's authority, as it is called, and against Lovelace, as a libertine, and an enemy to the family: And if so, I am sure, I may say against me. -How impolitic in them all, to join two people in one interest, whom they wish for ever to keep asunder!
What the discharg'd steward reported of him was bad enough: What Mrs. Fortescue said, not only confirms that bad, but gives room to think him still worse: - And something my friends have come at, which, as Betty Barnes tells Hannah, is of so heinous a nature, that it proves him to be the worst of men. -But, hang the man, I had almost said,-what is he to me? What would he be-were not this Mr. Sol-O, my dear, how I hate that man in the light he is proposed to me! -All of them at the same time afraid of Mr. Lovelace;-yet not afraid to provoke him! - How am I intangled!-to be obliged to go on corresponding with him for their sakes-Heaven forbid, that their persisted-in violence should so drive me, as to make it necessary for my own! -But surely they will yield-Indeed I cannot. -I believe the gentlest spirits when provoked (causlesly and cruelly provoked) are the most determin'd. -The reason may be, That not taking up resolutions lightly, their very deliberation makes them the more immoveable. -And then, when a point is clear and self-evident to everybody, one cannot, without impatience, think of entering into an argument or contention upon it.
An interruption obliges me to conclude myself, in some hurry, as well as fright, what I must ever be,
Yours more than my own,
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Friday, March 3.
I have both your letters at once. It is very unhappy, my dear, since your friends will have you marry, that such a merit as yours should be addressed by a succession of worthless creatures, who have nothing but their presumption for their excuse.
That these presumers appear not in this very unworthy light to some of your friends, is, because their defects are not so striking to them, as to others. -And why? Shall I venture to tell you? -Because they are nearer their own standard. -Modesty, after all, perhaps has a concern in it; for how should they think, that a niece or a sister of theirs (I will not go higher, for fear of incurring your displeasure) should be an angel? -But where indeed is the man to be found, who has the least share of due diffidence, that dares to look up to Miss Clarissa Harlowe with hope, or with any thing but wishes? Thus the bold and forward, not being sensible of their defects, aspire; while the modesty of the really worthy fills them with too much reverence to permit them to explain themselves. Hence your Symmes's, your Byron's, your Mullins's, your Wyerley's (the best of the herd), and your Solmes's, in turn invade you-Wretches that, looking upon the rest of your family, need not despair of succeeding in an alliance with it: -But to you, what an inexcusable presumption!
Yet I am afraid all opposition will be in vain. You must, you will, I doubt, be sacrificed to this odious man! -I know your family! -There will be no resisting such baits as he has thrown out. -O, my dear, my beloved friend! and are such charming qualities, is such exalted merit, to be sunk in such a marriage! -You must not, your uncle tells my mamma, dispute their authority. Authority! what a full word is that in the mouth of a narrow-minded person, who happen'd to be born thirty years before one! - Of your uncles I speak; for as to the parental authority, That ought to be sacred. -But should not parents have reason for what they do?
Wonder not, however, at your Bell's unsisterly behaviour in this affair: I have a particular to add to the inducements your insolent brother is govern'd by, which will account for all her driving. Her outward eye, as you have own'd, was from the first struck with the figure and address of the man whom she pretends to despise, and who 'tis certain thoroughly despises her: But you have not told us, that still she loves him of all men. Bell has a meanness in her very pride; and no one is so proud as Bell. She has own'd her love, her uneasy days, and sleepless nights, and her revenge grafted upon it, to her favourite Betty Barnes. -To, lay herself in the power of a servant's tongue! -Poor creature! -But LIKE little souls will find one another out, and mingle, as well as LIKE great ones. This, however, she told the wench in strict confidence: And thus, by way of the female round-about, as Lovelace had the sauciness on such another occasion, in ridicule of our sex, to call it, Betty (pleased to be thought worthy of a secret, and to have an opportunity of inveighing against Lovelace's perfidy, as she would have it to be) told it to one of her confidants: That confidant, with like injunctions of secrecy, to Miss Lloyd's Harriot-Harriot to Miss Lloyd-Miss Lloyd to me-I to you- with leave to make what you please of it. -And now you will not wonder to find in Miss Bell an implacable rivaless, rather than an affectionate sister; and will be able to account for the words witchcraft, syren, and such-like, thrown out against you; and for her driving on for a fixed day for sacrificing you to Solmes: In short, for her rudeness and violence of every kind. -What a sweet revenge will she take, as well upon Lovelace, as upon you, if she can procure her rival and all-excelling sister to be married to the man that sister hates; and so prevent her having the man whom she herself loves (whether she have hope of him, or not), and whom she suspects her sister loves! Poisons and poniards have often been set to work by minds inflam'd by disappointed love and revenge; will you wonder then, that the ties of relationship in such a case have no force, and that a sister forgets to be a sister?
This her secret motive (the more resistless, because her pride is concern'd to make her disavow it), join'd with her former envy, and with the general and avowed inducements particularized by you, now it is known, fills me with apprehensions for you: Join'd also by a brother, who has such an ascendant over the whole family; and whose interest, slave to it as he always was, and whose revenge, his other darling passion, are engaged to ruin you with everyone: Both having the ears of all your family, and continually misrepresenting all you say, all you do, to them: Their subject the rencounter, and Lovelace's want of morals, to expatiate upon. O, my dear! how will you be able to withstand all this? - I am sure (-alas! I am too sure) that they will subdue such a fine spirit as yours, unused to opposition; and, Tell it not in Gath, you must be Mrs. Solmes!
Mean time, it is now easy, as you will observe, to guess from what quarter the report I mention'd to you in one of my former came, That the younger sister has robb'd the elder of her lover: For Betty whisper'd it, at the time she whisper'd the rest, that neither Lovelace nor you had done honourably by her young mistress. -How cruel, my dear, in you, to job the poor Bella of the only lover she ever had! - At the instant too that she was priding herself, that now, at last, she should have it in her power not only to gratify her own susceptibilities, but to give an example to the flirts of her sex (my worship's self the principal, I suppose, with her) how to govern their man with a silken rein, and without a kerb-bridle!
Upon the whole, I have now no doubt of their persevering in favour of the despicable Solmes; and of their dependence upon the gentleness of your temper, and the regard you have for their favour, and for your own reputation. And now I am more than ever convinced of the propriety of the advice I formerly gave you, to keep in your own hands the estate bequeathed to you by your grandfather. -Had you done so, it would have procured you at least an outward respect from your brother and sister; which would have made them conceal the envy and ill-will that now is bursting upon you from hearts so narrow.
I must harp a little more upon this string-Don't you observe, how much your brother's influence has over-topp'd yours, since he has got into fortunes so considerable; and since you have given some of them an appetite to continue in themselves the possession of your estate, unless you comply with their terms?
I know your dutiful, your laudable motives; and one would have thought, that you might have trusted to a father who so dearly loved you. But had you been actually in possession of that estate, and living up to it, and upon it (your youth protected from blighting tongues by the company of your prudent Norton, as you had purposed), do you think that your brother, grudging it to you at the time, as he did, and looking upon it as his right, as an only son, would have been practising about it, and aiming at it? -I told you some time ago, that I thought your trials but proportion'd to your prudence: -But you will be more than woman, if you can extricate yourself with honour, having such violent spirits and sordid minds, as in some, and such tyrannical and despotic wills, as in others, to deal with. -Indeed, all may be done, and the world be taught further to admire you, for your blind duty and will-less resignation, if you can persuade yourself to be Mrs. Solmes!
I am pleased with the instances you give me of Mr. Lovelace's benevolence to his own tenants, and with his little gift to your uncle's. Mrs. Fortescue allows him to be the best of landlords: I might have told you. That, had I thought it necessary to put you in some little conceit of him. He has qualities, in short, that may make him a tolerable creature on the other side of fifty: But God help the poor woman to whose lot he shall fall till then! Women, I should say perhaps; since he may break half a dozen hearts before that time. - But to the point I was upon-Shall we not have reason to commend the tenant's grateful honesty, if we are told, that with joy the poor man call'd out your uncle and on the spot paid him in part of his debt those two guineas? -But what shall we say of that landlord, who, tho' he knew the poor man to be quite destitute, could take it; and, saying nothing while Mr. Lovelace staid, as soon as he was gone, tell of it, praising the poor fellow's honesty? -Were this so, and were not that landlord related to my dearest friend, how should I despise such a wretch! -But perhaps the story is aggravated. Covetous people have everyone's ill word: And so indeed they ought; because they are only sollicitous to keep that which they prefer to every-one's good one. -Covetous indeed would they be, who deserved neither, yet expected both!
I long for your next letter. Continue to be as particular as possible. I can think of no other subject but that relates to you, and to your affairs: For I am, and ever will be, most affectionately,
All your own
Anna Howe.

### v1 LETTER XVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
(Her last, not at the time received.)
Friday, March 3.
O my dear friend, I have had a sad conflict! trial upon trial; conference upon conference! -But what law, what ceremony, can give a man a right to a heart which abhors him more than it does any of God Almighty's creatures?
I hope my mamma will be able to prevail for me.- but I will recount all, tho' I sit up the whole night to do it; for I have a vast deal to write; and will be as minute as you wish me to be.
In my last, I told you, in a fright, my apprehensions; which were grounded upon a conversation that passed between my mamma and my aunt, part of which Hannah overheard. I need not give you the further particulars; since what I have to relate to you from different conversations that have passed between my mamma and me in the space of a very few hours will include them all. I will begin then.
I went down this morning, when breakfast was ready, with a very uneasy heart, from what Hannah had told me yesterday afternoon; wishing for an opportunity, however, to appeal to my mamma, in hopes to engage her interest in my behalf, and purposing to try to find one, when she retired to her own apartment after breakfast: -But, unluckily, there was the odious Solmes sitting asquat between my mamma and sister, with so much assurance in his looks! -But you know, my dear, that those we love not, cannot do any-thing to please us.
Had the wretch kept his seat, it might have been well enough: But the bent and broad-shoulder'd creature must needs rise, and stalk towards a chair, which was just by that which was set for me.
I removed it at a distance, as if to make way for my own: And down I sat, abruptly I believe; what I had heard, all in my head.
But this was not enough to daunt him: The man is a very confident, he is a very bold, staring man! - Indeed, my dear, the man is very confident.
He took the removed chair, and drew it so near mine, squatting in it with his ugly weight, that he press'd upon my hoop. -I was so offended (all I had heard, as I said, in my head), that I removed to another chair. I own I had too little command of myself: It gave my brother and sister too much advantage; I dare say they took it: -But I did it involuntarily, I think: I could not help it. -I knew not what I did.
I saw my papa was excessively displeased. When angry, no man's countenance ever shew'd it so much as my papa's. Clarissa Harlowe! said he, with a big voice; and there he stopp'd. -Sir! said I, and courtesy'd. -I trembled; and put my chair nearer the wretch, and sat down; my face I could feel all in a glow.
Make tea, child, said my kind mamma: Sit by me, love; and make tea.
I removed with pleasure to the seat the man had quitted; and being thus indulgently put into employment, soon recover'd myself; and in the course of the breakfasting officiously asked two or three questions of Mr. Solmes, which I would not have done, but to make up with my papa. -Proud spirits may be brought to; whisperingly spoke my sister to me, over her shoulder, with an air of triumph and scorn: but I did not mind her.
My mamma was all kindness and condescension. I asked her once, if she were pleased with the tea? she said, softly, and again called me dear, she was pleased with all I did. I was very proud of this encouraging goodness: And all blew over, as I hoped, between my papa and me; for he also spoke kindly to me two or three times.
Small incidents these, my dear, to trouble you with; only as they lead to greater; as you shall hear.
Before the usual breakfast-time was over, my papa withdrew with my mamma, telling her he wanted to speak to her. My sister, and my aunt, who was with us, next dropt away.
My brother gave himself some airs of insult, that I understood well enough; but which Mr. Solmes could make nothing of: -And at last he arose from his seat-Sister, said he, I have a curiosity to shew you: I will fetch it: And away he went; shutting the door close after him.
I saw what all this was for. I arose; the man hemming up for a speech, rising, and beginning to set his splay-feet (indeed, my dear, the man in all his ways is hateful to me) in an approaching posture. - I will save my brother the trouble of bringing to me his curiosity, said I. -I courtesy'd-Your servant, Sir- The man cry'd, Madam, Madam, twice, and look'd like a fool. -But away I went-to find my brother, to save my word. -But my brother was gone, indifferent as the weather was, to walk in the garden with my sister. A plain case, that he had left his curiosity with me, and design'd to shew me no other.
I had but just got into my own apartment, and began to think of sending Hannah to beg an audience of my mamma (the more encouraged by her condescending goodness at breakfast), when Shorey, her woman, brought me her commands to attend her in her closet.
My papa, Hannah told me, had just gone out of it with a positive, angry countenance. Then I as much dreaded the audience, as I had wished for it before.
I went down, however; but, apprehending the subject, approached her trembling, and my heart in visible palpitations.
She saw my concern. Holding out her kind arms, as she sat, Come kiss me, my dear, said she, with a smile like a sun-beam breaking thro' the cloud that overshadowed her naturally benign aspect. Why flutters my jewel so?
This preparative sweetness, with her goodness just before, confirmed my apprehensions. My mamma saw the bitter pill wanted gilding.
O my mamma! was all I could say; and I clasp'd my arms round her neck, and my face sunk into her bosom.
My child! my child! restrain, said she, your powers of moving! -I dare not else trust myself with you. -And my tears trickled down her bosom, as hers bedew'd my neck.
O the words of kindness, all to be express'd in vain, that flow'd from her lips!
Lift up your sweet face, my best child, my own Clarissa Harlowe! -O my daughter, best-beloved of my heart, lift up a face so ever-amiable to me! - Why these sobs? -Is an apprehended duty so affecting a thing, that before I can speak-But I am glad, my love, you can guess at what I have to say to you. I am spared the pains of breaking to you what was a task upon me reluctantly enough undertaken to break to you.
Then rising, she drew a chair near her own, and made me sit down by her, overwhelm'd as I was with tears of apprehension of what she had to say, and of gratitude for her truly maternal goodness to me; sobs still my only language.
And drawing her chair still nearer to mine, she put her arms round my neck, and my glowing cheek, wet with my tears, close to her own: Let me talk to you, my child; since silence is your choice, hearken to me, and be silent.
You know, my dear, what I every day forego, and undergo, for the sake of peace: Your papa is a very good man, and means well; but he will not be controuled; nor yet persuaded. You have seem'd to pity me sometimes, that I am obliged to give up every point. Poor man! his reputation the less for it; mine the greater; yet would I not have this credit, if I could help it, at so dear a rate to him and to myself. You are a dutiful, a prudent, and a wise child, she was pleased to say (in hope, no doubt, to make me so): You would not add, I am sure, to my trouble: You would not wilfully break that peace which costs your mamma so much to perserve. Obedience is better than sacrifice. O my Clary Harlowe, rejoice my heart, by telling me I have apprehended too much! -I see your concern! I see your perplexity! I see your conflict (loosing her arm, and rising, not willing I should see how much she herself was affected). I will leave you a moment. -Answer me not (for I was essaying to speak, and had, as soon as she took her dear cheek from mine, dropt down on my knees, my hands clasped and lifted up in a supplicating manner): I am not prepared for your irresistible expostulation, she was pleased to say. -I will leave you to recollection: And I charge you, on my blessing, that all this my truly maternal tenderness be not thrown away upon you.
And then she withdrew into the next apartment; wiping her eyes, as she went from me; as mine overflow'd; my heart taking in the whole compass of her meaning.
She soon returned, having recover'd more steadiness.
Still on my knees, I had thrown my face cross the chair she had sat in.
Look up to me, my Clary Harlowe. No sullenness, I hope!
No, indeed, my ever-to be-revered mamma. - And I arose. -I bent my knee.
She raised me, No kneeling to me, but with knees of duty and compliance. -Your heart, not your knees, must bend. -It is absolutely determin'd. -Prepare yourself therefore to receive your papa, when he visits you by-and-by, as he would wish to receive you: But on this one quarter of an hour depends the peace of my future life, the satisfaction of all the family, and your own security from a man of violence: And I charge you besides, on my blessing, that you think of being Mrs. Solmes.
There went the dagger to my heart, and down I sunk; and when I recover'd, found myself in the arms of my Hannah, my sister's Betty holding open my reluctantly open'd palm, my laces cut, my linen scented with harts-horn; and my mamma gone. - Had I been less kindly treated, the hated name still forborn to be mention'd, or mention'd with a little more preparation and reserve, I had stood the horrid found with less visible emotion-But to be bid, on the blessing of a mother so dearly beloved, so truly reverenc'd, to think of being Mrs. Solmes, what a denunciation was that!
Shorey came in with a message, deliver'd in her solemn way: Your mamma, Miss, is concern'd for your disorder: She expects you down again in an hour; and bid me say, that she then hopes every thing from your duty.
I made no reply; for what could I say? And leaning upon my Hannah's arm, withdrew to my own apartment. There you will guess how the greatest part of the hour was employed.
Within that time, my mamma came up to me.
I love, she was pleased to say, to come into this apartment! -No emotions, child! No flutters! - Am I not your mother! -Am I not your fond, your indulgent mother! Do not discompose me by discomposing yourself! -Do not occasion me uneasiness, when I would give you nothing but pleasure. Come, my dear, we will go into your library!
She took my hand, led the way, and made me sit down by her: And after she had inquired how I did, she began in a strain, as if she had supposed I had made use of the intervening space, to overcome all my objections.
She was pleased to tell me, that my papa and she, in order to spare my natural modesty, had taken the whole affair upon themselves-
Hear me out, and then speak (for I was going to expostulate). You are no stranger to the end of Mr. Solmes's visits. -
O Madam-
Hear me out; and then speak. He is not indeed every thing I wish him to be: But he is a man of probity, and has no vices-
No vices, Madam!-
Hear me out, child-You have not behaved much amiss to him: We have seen with pleasure that you have not.-
O Madam, must I not now speak!-
I shall have done presently-A young creature of your virtuous and pious turn, she was pleased to say, cannot surely love a profligate: You love your brother too well, to wish to marry one who had like to have killed him, and who threaten'd your uncles, and defies us all. You have had your own way six or seven times: We want to secure you against a man so vile. Tell me; I have a right to know; whether you prefer this man to all others? -Yet God forbid, that I should know you do! for such a declaration would make us all miserable. Yet, tell me, are your affections engag'd to this man?
I knew what the inference would be, if I had said they were not.
You hesitate: You answer me not: You cannot answer me. -Rising -Never more will I look upon you with an eye of favour.-
O Madam, Madam! Kill me not with your displeasure: I would not, I need not, hesitate one moment, did I not dread the inference, if I answer you as you wish. -Yet be that inference what it will, your threatened displeasure, will make me speak. And I declare to you, that I know not my own heart, if it be not absolutely free. And pray, let me ask, my dearest mamma, in what has my conduct been faulty, that, like a giddy creature, I must be forced to marry, to save me from-From what? Let me beseech you, Madam, to be the guardian of my reputation. -Let not your Clarissa be precipitated into a state she wishes not to enter into with any man! And this upon a supposition that otherwise she shall marry herself, and disgrace her whole family.
Well then, Clary (passing over the force of my plea), if your heart be free-
O my beloved mamma, let the usual generosity of your dear heart operate in my favour. Urge not upon me the inference that made me hesitate.
I won't be interrupted, Clary. -You have seen in my behaviour to you, on this occasion, a truly maternal tenderness; you have observ'd that I have undertaken this task, with some reluctance, because the man is not every thing; and because I know you carry your notions of perfection in a man too high-
Dearest Madam, this one time excuse me! -Is there then any danger that I should be guilty of an imprudent thing for the man's sake you hint at?
Again interrupted! -Am I to be question'd, and argued with? You know this won't do somewhere else. You know it won't. What reason then, ungenerous girl, can you have for arguing with me thus, but because you think from my indulgence to you, you may?
What can I say? What can I do? What must that cause be, that will not bear being argued upon?
Again! Clary Harlowe!-
Dearest Madam, forgive me: It was always my pride and my pleasure to obey you. But look upon that man-see but the disagreeableness of his person-
Now, Clary, do I see whose person you have in your eye! -Now is Mr. Solmes, I see, but comparatively disagreeable; disagreeable only as another man has a much more specious person.
But, Madam, are not his manners equally so? - Is not his person the true representative of his mind? - That other man is not, shall not, be any thing to me, release me but from this one man, whom my heart, unbidden, resists.
Condition thus with your papa. Will he bear, do you think to be thus dialogu'd with? Have I not conjur'd you, as you value my peace-What is it that I do not give up? This very task, because I apprehended you would not be easily persuaded, is a task indeed upon me. And will you give up nothing? Have you not refused as many as have been offer'd to you? If you would not have us guess for whom, comply; for comply you must, or be look'd upon as in a state of defiance with your whole family.
And saying this, she arose, and went from me. But at the chamber-door stopt, and turn'd back; I will not say below, in what a disposition I leave you. Consider of every thing. The matter is resolv'd upon. As you value your father's blessing and mine, and the satisfaction of all the family, resolve to comply. I will leave you for a few moments. I will come up to you again: See that I find you as I wish to find you; and since your heart is free, let your duty govern it.
In about half an hour, my mamma return'd: She found me in tears. She took my hand; It is my part evermore to be of the acknowledging side. I believe I have needlessly exposed myself to your opposition, by the method I have taken with you. I first began as if I expected a denial, and by my indulgence brought it upon myself.
Do not, my dearest mamma! do not, say so!
Were the occasion for this debate, proceeded she, to have risen from myself; were it in my power to dispense with your compliance; you too well know what you can do with me-
Would any-body, my dear Miss Howe, wish to marry, when one sees a necessity for such a sweet temper as my mamma's, either to be ruin'd, or depriv'd of all power?
-When I came to you a second time, knowing that your contradiction would avail you nothing, I refused to hear your reasons: And in This I was wrong too, because a young creature, who loves to reason, and used to love to be convinc'd by reason, ought to have all her objections heard: I now, therefore, this third time, see you; and am come resolv'd to hear all you have to say: And let me, my dear, by my patience engage your gratitude; your generosity, I will call it; because it is to You I speak, who used to have a mind wholly generous: Let me, if your heart be really free, let me see what it will induce you to do to oblige me: And so as you permit your usual discretion to govern you, I will hear all you have to say; but with this intimation, that say what you will, it will be of no avail elsewhere.
What a dreadful saying is that! But could I engage your pity, Madam, it would be somewhat.
You have as much of my pity, as of my love. But what is person, Clary, with one of your prudence, and your heart disengag'd?-
Should the eye be disgusted, when the heart is to be engag'd? -O Madam, who can think of marrying, when the heart must be shock'd at the first appearance, and where the disgust must be confirm'd by every conversation afterwards?
This, Clary, is owing to your prepossession. Let me not have cause to regret that noble firmness of mind in so young a creature, which I thought your glory, and which was my boast in your character. In this instance it would be obstinacy, and want of duty. -Have you not made objections to several-
That was to their minds, their principles, Madam- But this man-
Is an honest man, Clary Harlowe. He has a good mind. -He is a virtuous man.
He an honest man! His a good mind, Madam! He a virtuous man!-
No-body denies him these qualities.
Can he be an honest man who offers terms that will rob all his own relations of their just expectations? -Can his mind be good-
You, Clary Harlowe, for whose sake he offers so much, are the last person that should make this observation.
Give me leave, to say, Madam, that a person preferring happiness to fortune, as I do; that want not even what I have, and can give up the use of that, as an instance of duty-.
No more, no more of your merits! -You know you will be a gainer by that chearful instance of your duty; not a loser. You know you have but cast your bread upon the waters-So no more of that! -For it is not understood as a merit by every-body, I assure you; tho' I think it a high one; and so did your papa and uncles at the time-
At the time, Madam!-How unworthily do my brother and sister, who are afraid that the favour I was so lately in-
I hear nothing against your brother and sister- What family feuds have I in prospect, at a time when I hoped most comfort from you all!
God bless my brother and sister, in all their worthy views! You shall have no family feuds, if I can prevent them. You yourself, Madam, shall tell me what I shall bear from them, and I will bear it: But let my actions, not their misrepresentations (as I am sure has been the case, by the disgraceful prohibitions I have met with), speak for me-
Just then, up came my Papa, with a sternness in his looks, that made me tremble! -He took two or three turns about my chamber-And then said to my mamma, who was silent as soon as she saw him-
My dear, you are long absent-Dinner is near ready. What you had to say, lay in a very little compass. Surely, you have nothing to do but to declare your will, and my will! -But, perhaps, you may be talking of the preparations-Let us have you soon down-Your daughter in your hand, if worthy of the name.
And down he went, casting his eye upon me with a look so stern, that I was unable to say one word to him, or even, for a few minutes, to my mamma.
Was not this very intimidating, my dear?
My mamma, seeing my concern, seem'd to pity me. She called me her good child, and kissed me; told me my papa should not know, that I had made such opposition. He has kindly furnish'd us with an excuse for being so long together. -Come, my dear,- Dinner will be upon table presently-Shall we go down? And took my hand.
This made me start: What, Madam, go down, to let it be supposed we were talking of preparations! -O my beloved mamma, command me not down upon such a supposition.
You see, child, that to stay longer together, will be owning that you are debating about an absolute duty: And that will not be borne. Did not your papa himself, some days ago, tell you, he would be obey'd? I will a third time leave you. I must say something by way of excuse for you: And that you desire not to go down to dinner-That your modesty on the occasion-.
O Madam! say not my modesty on such an occasion: For that will be to give hope-
And design you not to give hope? -Perverse girl! - Rising, and flinging from me, take more time for consideration! -Since it is necessary, take more time-And when I see you next, let me know what blame I have to cast upon myself, or to bear from your papa, for my indulgence to you.
She made, however, a little stop at the chamber-door; and seem'd to expect, that I would have besought her to make the gentlest construction for me; for hesitating, she was pleased to say, I suppose, you would not have me make a report-
O Madam interrupted I, whose favour can I hope for, if I lose my mamma's?
To have desired a favourable report, you know, my dear, would have been qualifying upon a point that I was too much determin'd upon, to give room for any of my friends to think I have the least hesitation about. And so my mamma went down stairs.
I will deposite thus far; and as I know you will not think me too minute in my relation of particulars so very interesting to one you honour with your love, proceed in the same way. As matters stand, I don't care to have papers so freely written about me.
Pray let Robert call every day, if you can spare him, whether I have any thing ready or not.
I should be glad you would not send him empty-handed. What a generosity in you, to write as frequently from friendship, as I am forced to do from misfortune! The letters being taken away will be an assurance that you have them. As I shall write and deposite as I have opportunity, the formality of super and sub-scription, will be excused. For I need not say how much I am,
Your sincere and ever-affectionate,
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
My mamma, on her return, which was as soon as she had din'd, was pleased to inform me, that she told my papa, on his questioning her about my chearful compliance (for it seems, the chearful was all that was doubted), that she was willing, on so material a point, to give a child whom she had so much reason to love (as she condescended to acknowlege were her words) liberty to say all that was in her heart to say, that her compliance might be the freer: Letting him know, that when he came up, she was attending to my pleas; for that she found I had rather not marry at all.
She told me, that to this my papa angrily said, Let her take care-Let her take care-that she give me not ground to suspect her of a preference somewhere else. But, if it be to ease her heart, and not to dispute my will, you may hear her out.
So, Clary, said my mamma, I am returned in a temper accordingly, if you do not again, by your peremptoriness, shew me, how I ought to treat you.
Indeed, Madam, you did me justice, to say, I have no inclination to marry at all. I have not, I hope, made myself so very unuseful in my papa's family, as-
No more of your merits, Clary! You have been a good child: You have eased me of all the family cares: But do not now add more than ever you relieved me from. You have been richly repaid in the reputation your skill and management have given you: -But now there is soon to be a period to all those assistances from you. If you marry, there will be a natural, and, if to please us, a desirable period; because your own family will employ all your talents in that way: If you do not, there will be a period likewise, but not a natural one:- You understand me, child.
I wept.
I have made inquiry already after a housekeeper. I would have had your good Norton; but I suppose you will yourself wish to have the worthy woman with you. If you desire it, that shall be agreed upon for you.
But, why, dearest Madam, why am I, the youngest, to be precipitated into a state, that I am very far from wishing to enter into with any-body?
You are going to question me, I suppose, why your sister is not thought of for Mr. Solmes?
I hope, Madam, it will not displease you, if I were?
I might refer you for an answer to your papa. - Mr. Solmes has reasons for preferring you-
And so have I, Madam, for disliking him. And why am I-
This quickness upon me, interrupted my mamma, is not to be borne! I am gone, and your father comes, if I can do not good with you.
Madam, I would rather die, than-
She put her hand to my mouth.- No peremptoriness, Clary Harlowe! Once you declare yourself inflexible, I have done.
I wept for vexation. This is all, all, my brother's doings-His grasping views-
No reflections upon your brother: He has intirely the honour of the family at heart.
I would no more dishonour my family, Madam, than my brother would.
I believe it: But I hope you'll allow your papa, and me, and your uncles, to judge what will do it honour, what dishonour!
I then offer'd to live single; never to marry at all; or never but with their full approbation.
If I meant to shew my duty, and my obedience, I must shew it in their way; not my own.
I said, I hoped I had so behaved myself hitherto, that there was no need of such a trial of my obedience as this.
Yes, she was pleased to say, I had behaved extremely well: But I had no trials till now: And she hoped, that now I was called to one, I should not fail in it. Parents, said she, when children are young, are pleased with every thing they do. -You have been a good child upon the whole: But we have hitherto rather comply'd with you, than you with us. Now that you are grown up to marriageable years, is the test; especially as your grandfather has made you independent, as we may say, in preference to those who had prior expectations upon that estate.-
Madam, my grandfather knew, and expressly mentions in his will his desire, that my papa will more than make it up to my sister-I did nothing but what I thought my duty, to procure his favour. It was rather a mark of his affection, than any advantage to me: For, do I either seek or wish to be independent? Were I to be queen of the universe, that, dignity should not absolve me from my duty to you and my papa. I would kneel for your blessings, were it in the presence of millions-So that-
I am loth to interrupt you, Clary; tho' you could more than once break in upon me-You are young and unbroken-But, with all this ostentation of your duty, I desire you to shew a little more deference to me when I am speaking.
I beg your pardon, dear Madam, and your patience with me on such an occasion as this. -If I did not speak with earnestness upon it, I should be supposed to have only maidenly objections against a man I never can abide.-
Clary Harlowe-
Dearest, dearest Madam, permit me to speak what I have to say, this once-It is hard, it is very hard, to be forbid to enter into the cause of all, because I must not speak disrespectfully of one who supposes me in the way of his ambition, and treats me like a slave-
Whither, whither, Clary-
My dearest mamma! -My duty will not permit me so far to suppose my father arbitrary, as to make a plea of that arbitrariness to you.-
How now, Clary!-O girl!-
Your patience, my dearest mamma:- You were pleased to say, you would hear me with patience. - Person, in a man is nothing, because I am supposed to be prudent: So my eye is to be disgusted, and my reason not convinced.-
Girl, girl!-
Thus are my imputed good qualities to be made my punishment; and I am to be wedded to a monster.-
(Astonishing! -Can this, Clarissa, be from you?-
The man, Madam, person and mind, is a monster in my eye.) -And that I may be induced to bear this treatment, I am to be complimented with being indifferent to all men: Yet, at other times, and to serve other purposes, am I to be thought prepossessed in favour of a man against whose moral character lie just objections. -Confined, as if, like the giddiest of creatures, I would run away with this man, and disgrace my whole family! -O my dearest mamma! who can be patient under such treatment?
Now, Clary, I suppose you will allow me to speak. I think I have had patience indeed with you. -Could I have thought-But I will put all upon a short issue. Your mamma, Clarissa, shall shew you an example of that patience, you so boldly claim from her, without having any yourself.
O my dear, how my mamma's condescension distressed me at the time! infinitely more distressed me, than rigour could have done. But she knew, she was to be sure aware, that she was put upon a harsh service; an unreasonable service, let me say; or she would not, she could not, have had so much patience with me.
Let me tell you then, proceeded she, that all lies in a small compass, as your papa said. -You have been hitherto, as you are pretty ready to plead, a dutiful child-You have indeed had no cause to be otherwise; no child was ever more favour'd-Whether you will discredit all your past actions; whether, at a time and upon an occasion that the highest instance of duty is expected from you (an instance that is to crown all); and when you declare that your heart is free-you will give that instance; or whether, having a view to the independence you may claim (for so, Clary, whatever be your motive, it will be judged), and which any man you favour, can assert for you against us all; or rather for himself, in spite of us-Whether, I say, you will break with us all; and stand in defiance of a jealous papa; needlessly jealous, I will venture to say, of the progatives of his sex, as to me, and still ten times more jealous of the authority of a father;-This is now the point with us. You know your papa has made it a point; and did he ever give up one he thought he had a right to carry?
Too true, thought I to myself! And now my brother has engag'd my father, his fine scheme will walk alone, without needing his leading-strings; and it is become my father's will that I oppose; not my brother's grasping views.
I was silent. To say the truth, I was just then sullenly silent. My heart was too big. I thought it was hard to be thus given up by my mamma; and that she should make a will so uncontroulable as my brother's, her will.
But this silence availed me still less.-
I see, my dear, said she, that you are convinc'd. Now, my good child, now, my Clary, do I love you! It shall not be known, that you have argued with me at all: All shall be imputed to that modesty, which has ever so much distinguish'd you. You shall have the full merit of your resignation.
I wept.
She tenderly wip'd the tears from my eyes, and kiss'd my cheek-Your papa expects you down, with a chearful countenance-But I will excuse your going: All your scruples, you see, have met with an indulgence truly maternal from me. I rejoice in the hope that you are convinc'd. This indeed seems to be a proof of the welcome truth you have asserted, That your heart is free.
Did not this seem to border upon cruelty, my dear, in so indulgent a mamma?- It would be wicked (would it not?) to suppose my mamma capable of art-But she is put upon it; and obliged to take methods her heart is naturally above stooping to; and all intended for my good, because she sees that no arguing will be admitted any-where else.
I will go down, proceeded she, and excuse your attendance at afternoon tea, as I did to dinner: For I know you will have some little reluctances to conquer. I will allow you those; and also some little natural shynesses-And so you shan't come down, if you choose not to come down-Only, my dear, don't disgrace my report when you come to supper. And besure behave as you used to do to your brother and sister; for your behaviour to them will be one test of your chearful obedience to us. I advise as a friend, you see, rather than command as a mother -So adieu, my love: And again she kissed me; and was going.
O my dear mamma, said I, forgive me! -But surely you cannot believe, I can ever think of having that man!
She was very angry, and seemed to be greatly disappointed. She threatened to turn me over to my papa and my uncles: -She bid me (generously bid me) consider, if I thought my brother and sister had views to serve by making my uncles dissatisfied with me, what a handle I gave them. She told me, That she had early said all that she thought could be said against the present proposal, on a supposition, that I, who had refused several others (whom she own'd to be preferable as to person) should not approve of it; and could she have prevailed, I had never heard of it: And if SHE could not, how could I expect it? -That it was equally my good (in order to preserve to me the share I had hitherto held in every-body's affections), and her own peace, that she wished to promote by the task she had undertaken: -That my papa would flame out, upon my refusal to comply: -That my uncles were so much convinced of the consistence of the measure with their favourite views of aggrandizing the family, that they were as much determin'd as my papa: -That my aunt Hervey and my uncle Hervey were of the same party: -That it was hard, if a father and mother, and uncles, and aunt, all conjoin'd, could not be allowed to direct my choice: - That, surely, I was not the more averse, because the family view would be promoted by the match: - That this would be the light, she could assure me, in which my refusal would be taken by every-body: - That all the asseverations I could make of living single, while the man who was so obnoxious to every-body, remain'd unmarry'd, and while he buzz'd about me, was the word, would have no weight with any of them: -That if Mr. Lovelace were an angel, and my father made it a point that I should not have him, I must be sensible he would not have his will disputed: Especially, as it was not doubted, that I corresponded with him: To the belief of which, and that it was by Miss Howe's means, were owing the prohibition, laid upon me, so much against her liking, she was pleased to say.
I answer'd to every article she had spoken to as above, in such a manner, as I am sure would have satisfy'd her, could she have been permitted to judge for herself; and then inveighed with bitterness against the disgraceful prohibitions laid upon me.
They would serve to shew me, she was pleased to say, how much in earnest my papa was. They might be taken off, whenever I thought fit, and no harm done, nor disgrace received. But if I were to be contumacious, I might thank myself for all that would follow.
I sigh'd. I wept. I was silent.
Shall I, Clary, said she, tell your papa, that these prohibitions are as unnecessary, as I hoped they would be? That you know your duty, and will not offer to controvert his will? -What say you, my love?
O Madam, what can I say to questions so indulgently put? I do indeed know my duty: No creature in the world is more willing to practise it: But, pardon me, dearest Madam, if I say, That I must bear these prohibitions, if I am to pay so dear to have them taken off.
Determin'd and perverse, my dear mamma called me: And after walking twice or thrice in anger about the room, she turn'd to me;-Your heart free! Clarissa! How can you tell me your heart is free? Such yextraordinary antipathies to a particular person must be owing to extraordinary prepossessions in another's favour! -Tell me, Clary; and tell me truly- Do you not continue to correspond with Mr. Lovelace?
Dearest Madam, reply'd I, you know my motives: To prevent mischief, I answer'd his Letters. The reason for our apprehensions of this sort are not over.
I own to you, Clary, altho' now I would not have it known, that I once thought a little qualifying among such violent spirits, was not amiss. I did not know but all things would come round again by Lord M.'s and his two sisters mediation: But as they all three think proper to resent for their nephew; and as their nephew thinks fit to defy us all; and as terms are offer'd on another hand, that could not be asked, which will very probably prevent your grandfather's estate going out of the family, and may be a means to bring a still greater into it; I see not, that the continuance of your correspondence with him either can, or ought to be permitted. I therefore now forbid it to you, as you value my favour.
Be pleased, Madam, only to advise me how to break it off with safety to my brother and uncles; and it is all I wish for. Would to heaven, the man so hated had not the pretence to make of having been too violently treated, when he meant peace and reconciliation! It would always have been in my own power to have broke with him: -His reputed immoralities would have given me a just pretence at any time to do so-But, Madam, as my uncles and my brother will keep no measures;-as he has heard what the view is; and as I have reason to think, that he is only restrained by his regard for me from resenting their violent treatment of him and his family; what can I do? -Would you have me, Madam, make him desperate?
The Law will protect us, child! -Offended magistracy will assert itself-
But, Madam, may not some dreadful mischief first happen? -The Law asserts not itself, till it is offended.
You have made offers, Clary, if you might be obliged in the point in question: -Are you really in earnest, on that condition to break off all correspondence with Mr. Lovelace? -Let me know this.
Indeed, I am; and I will. You, Madam, shall see every letter that has passed between us. You shall see I have given him no encouragement, independent of my duty: -And when you have seen them, you will be better able to direct me how, on that condition, to break intirely with him.
I take you at your word, Clarissa: Give me his letters; and the copies of yours.
I am sure, Madam, you will keep the knowlege that I write, and what I write-
No conditions with your mamma-Surely my prudence may be trusted to.
I begg'd her pardon; and besought her to take the key of the private drawer in my escrutoire, where they lay, that she herself might see, that I had no reserves to my mamma.
She did; and took all his letters, and the copies of mine. -Un -condition'd with, she was pleased to say, they shall be yours again, unseen by any-body else.
I thank'd her; and she withdrew to read them; saying, she would return them, when she had.
You, my dear, have seen all the letters that have passed between him and me, till my last return from you: You have acknowleg'd, that he has nothing to boast of, from them: Three others I have received since, by the private conveyance I told you of; the last I have not yet answer'd.
In these three, as in those you have seen, after having besought my favour, and, in the most earnest manner, professed the sincerity of his passion for me; and set forth the indignities done him; the defiances my brother throws out against him in all companies; the menaces, and hostile appearance of my uncles, where-ever they go, or come; and the methods they take to defame him; he declares, 'That neither his own honour, nor his family's (involved as that is in the undistinguishing reflections cast upon him for an unhappy affair, which he would have shunn'd, but could not), permit him to bear these confirmed indignities: That as my inclinations, if not favourable to him, cannot be, nor are, to such a man as the new-set-up Solmes, he is interested the more to resent my brother's behaviour; who to every-body avows his rancour and malice; and glories in the probability he has, thro' this Solmes's address, of mortifying me, and avenging himself on him: That it is impossible, he should not think himself concern'd to frustrate a measure, so directly level'd at him, had he not still a higher motive for hoping to frustrate it: That I must forgive him, if he enters into conference with Solmes upon it. He earnestly insists upon what he has so often proposed, That I will give him leave, in company with Lord M. to wait upon my uncles, and even upon my papa or mamma; promising patience, if new provocations, absolutely beneath a man to bear, are not given:' Which, by the way, I am far from being able to engage for.
In my answer, I absolutely declare, as I tell him I have often done, 'That he is to expect no favour from me, against the approbation of my friends: That I am sure their consents for his visiting any of them will never be obtained: That I will not be either so undutiful, or so indiscreet, as to suffer my interests to be separated from the interests of my family, for any man on earth: That I do not think myself obliged to him for the forbearance I desire one flaming spirit to have with others: That in this desire I require nothing of him, but what prudence, justice, and the laws of his country, oblige from him: That if he has any expectations of favour from me, on that account, he deceives himself: That I have no inclination, as I have often told him, to change my condition: That I cannot allow myself to correspond with him any longer in this clandestine manner: It is mean, low, undutiful, I tell him; and has a giddy appearance, which cannot be excused: That therefore he is not to expect, that I will continue it.'
To this, in his last, among other things, he replies; 'That if I am actually determin'd to break off all correspondence with him, he must conclude, that it is with a view to become the wife of a man, whom no woman of honour and fortune can think tolerable. And in that case, I must excuse him for saying, that he shall neither be able to bear the thoughts of losing for ever a person in whom all his present, and all his future hopes are centred; nor support himself with patience under the insolent triumphs of my brother upon it: But that he will not presume to threaten either his own life, or that of any other man. He must take his resolutions as such a dreaded event shall impell him, at the time. If he shall know that it will be with my own consent, he must endeavour to resign to his destiny: But if it be brought about by compulsion, he shall not be able to answer for the consequence.'
I will send you these letters for your perusal, in a few days. I would inclose them; but that it is possible something may happen, which may make my mamma require to see them again. -You will see, my dear, by his, how he endeavours to hold me to this correspondence.
In about an hour my mamma return'd. Take your letters, Clary: I have nothing to task your discretion with, as to the wording of yours to him: You have even kept up a proper dignity, as well as decorum: And you have resented, as you ought to resent, his menacing invectives. But can you think from the avowed hatred of one side, and the avowed defiance of the other, that this can be a suitable match? Can you think it becomes you to encourage an address from a man who has fought a duel with your brother, let his fortune and professions be what they will?
By no means it can, Madam; you will be pleased to observe, that I have said as much to him. But now, Madam, the whole correspondence is before you; and I beg your commands what to do in a situation so very disagreeable.
One thing I will tell you, Clary Harlowe: But I charge you, as you would not have me question the generosity of your spirit, to take no advantage of it, either mentally or verbally, were the words: That I am so much pleased with the offer of your keys to me, in so chearful and unreserved a manner, and in the prudence you have shewn in your letters, that were it practicable to bring every one, or your father only, into my opinion, I should readily leave all the rest to your discretion, reserving only to myself the direction or approbation of your future letters; and to see, that you broke off the correspondence, as soon as possible. But as it is not, and as I know your papa would have no patience with you, should it be acknowleg'd that you correspond with Mr. Lovelace, or that you have corresponded with him since the time he prohibited you so to do; I forbid you continuing such a liberty. Yet, as the case is difficult, let me ask you, What you yourself can propose? Your heart, you say, is free. You own, that you cannot think, as matters are circumstanced, that a match with a man so obnoxious as he now is to us all, is proper to be thought of: What do you propose to do? -What, Clary, are your own thoughts of the matter?
Without hesitation (for I saw I was upon a new trial) thus I answer'd-What I humbly propose is this: -'That I will write to Mr. Lovelace (for I have not answer'd his last) that he has nothing to do between my father and me: That I neither ask his advice, nor need it: But that since he thinks he has some pretence for interfering, because of my brother's avowal of the interest of Mr. Solmes in malice to him, I will assure him, without giving him any reason to impute the assurance to be in the least favourable to himself, that I never will be that man's.' And if, proceeded I, I may be permitted to give him this assurance; and Mr. Solmes, in consequence of it, be discouraged from prosecuting his address; let Mr. Lovelace be satisfy'd or dissatisfy'd, I will go no farther; nor write another line to him; nor ever see him more, if I can avoid it: And shall have a good excuse for it, without bringing in any of my family.
Ah! my love! -But what shall we do about the terms Mr. Solmes offers? Those are the inducements with every-body: He has even given hopes to your brother that he will make exchanges of estates; or at least, that he will purchase the northern one; for, you know, it must be intirely consistent with the family views, that we increase our interest in this county. Your brother, in short, has given in a plan that captivates us all: And a family so rich in all its branches, that has it's views to honour, must be pleased to see a very great probability of being on a footing with the principal in the kingdom.
And for the sake of these views, for the sake of this plan of my brother's, am I, Madam, to be given in marriage to a man I never can endure! -O my dear mamma, save me, save me, if you can, from this heavy evil! -I had rather be bury'd alive, indeed I had, than have that man!
She chid me for my vehemence; but was so good as to tell me, That she would venture to talk with my uncle Harlowe, and, if he encourag'd her (or would engage to second her), with my papa; and I should hear further in the morning.
She went down to tea, and kindly undertook to excuse my attendance at supper: And I immediately had recourse to my pen, to give you these particulars.
But is it not a sad thing, I repeat, to be obliged to stand in opposition to the will of such a mamma? Why, as I often say to myself, was such a man as this Solmes fix'd upon? The only man in the world, surely, that could offer so much, and deserve so little!
Little indeed does he deserve! -Why, my dear, the man has the most indifferent of characters. Every mouth is open'd against him for his forbid ways-A foolish man, to be so base-minded! -When the difference between the obtaining of a fame for generosity, and incurring the censure of being a miser, will not, prudently manag'd, cost fifty pounds a year.
What a name have you got, at a less expence? And what an opportunity had he of obtaining credit at a very small one, succeeding such a wretched creature as Sir Oliver, in fortunes so vast? -Yet has he so behaved, that the common phrase is apply'd to him, That Sir Oliver will never be dead, while Mr. Solmes lives.
The world, as I have often thought, ill-natured as it is said to be, is generally more just in characters (speaking by what it feels), than is usually apprehended: And those who complain most of its censoriousness, perhaps should look inwardly for the occasion oftener than they do.
My heart is a little at ease, on the hopes that my mamma will be able to procure favour for me, and a deliverance from this man; and so I have leisure to moralize: But if I had not, I should not forbear to intermingle occasionally these sort of remarks, because you command me never to omit them when they occur to my mind: And not to be able to make them, even in a more affecting situation, when one sits down to write, would shew one's-self more engaged to self, and one's own concerns, than attentive to the wishes of a friend. If it be said, that it is natural so to be, what makes that nature, on occasions where a friend may be obliged, or reminded of a piece of instruction, which, writing down, one's-self may be the better for, but a fault; which it would set a person above nature to subdue?

### v1 LETTER XVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sat. Mar. 4.
Would you not have thought, that something might have been obtained in my favour, from an offer so reasonable, from an expedient so proper, as I imagine, to put a tolerable end, as from myself, to a correspondence I hardly know how, otherwise, with safety to some of my family, to get rid of! -But my brother's plan (which my mamma spoke of, and of which I have in vain endeavour'd to procure a copy, with a design of taking it to pieces, and exposing it, as I question not there is room to do), together with my papa's impatience of contradiction, is irresistible.
I have not been in bed all night; nor am I in the least drousy. Expectation, and hope, and doubt (an uneasy state!), kept me sufficiently wakeful. I stept down at my usual time, that it might not be known I had not been in bed; and gave directions in the family way.
About eight o' clock Shorey came to me from my mamma, with orders to attend her in her chamber.
My mamma had been weeping, I saw by her eyes: But her aspect seem'd to be less tender, and less affectionate, than the day before; and this struck me with an awe, as soon as I entered her presence, which gave a great damp to my spirits.
Sit down, Clary Harlowe; I shall talk to you by-and-by: And was looking into a drawer among laces and linen, in a way neither busy nor unbusy.
After some time, she ask'd me coldly, What directions I had given for the day?
I gave her the bill of fare for this day, and tomorrow, if, I said, it pleased her to approve of it.
She made a small alteration in it; but with an air so cold and so solemn, as added to the emotions I enter'd into her presence with.
Mr. Harlowe talks of dining out to-day, I think, at my brother Antony's.-
Mr. Harlowe! -Not my papa! -Have I not then a papa!-thought I?
Sit down when I bid you.
I sat down.
You look very sullen, Clary.
I hope not, Madam.
If children would always be children-parents- And there she stopt.
She then went to her toilette, and looked in the glass, and gave half a sigh-the other half, as if she would not have sighed, could she have help'd it, she gently hem'd away.
I don't love to see the girl look so sullen.
Indeed, Madam, I am not sullen. -And I arose, and, turning from her, drew out my handkerchief, for the tears ran down my cheeks. I thought, by the glass before me, I saw the mother in her soften'd eye cast towards me. -But her words confirm'd not the hop'd for tenderness.
One of the provoking'st things in the world is, to have people cry for what they can help!
I wish to heaven I could, Madam!-and I sobb'd again.
Tears of penitence and sobs of perverseness are mighty well suited! -You may go up to your chamber. I shall talk with you by-and-by.
I courtesy'd with reverence.-
Mock me not with outward gesture of respect. The heart, Clary, is what I want.
Indeed, Madam, you have it. It is not so much mine, as my mamma's!
Fine talking! -As somebody says, If words were duty, Clarissa Harlowe would be the dutifullest child breathing.
God bless that somebody! -Be it whom it will, God bless that somebody! -And I courtesy'd, and, pursuant to her last command, was going.
She seem'd struck; but was to be angry with me.
So turning from me, she spoke with quickness, Whither now, Clary Harlowe?
You commanded me, Madam, to go to my chamber.
I see you are very ready to go out of my presence. Is your compliance the effect of sullenness, or obedience? -You are very ready to leave me.
I could hold no longer; but threw myself at her feet: O my dearest mamma! Let me know all I am to suffer: Let me know what I am to be! I will bear it, if I can bear it: But your displeasure I cannot bear!
Leave me, leave me, Clary Harlowe! -No kneeling! -Limbs so supple; Will so stubborn! -Rise, I tell you.
I cannot rise! I will disobey my mamma, when she bids me leave her, without her being reconciled to me! No sullens, my mamma: No perverseness: But, worse than either, This is direct disobedience! - Yet tear not yourself from me! (wrapping my arms about her as I kneeled; she struggling to get from me; my face lifted up to hers, with eyes running over, that spoke not my heart if they were not all humility and reverence.) You must not, must not, tear yourself from me! (for still the dear lady struggled, and looked this way and that, in a sweet disorder, as if she knew not what to do.) -I will neither rise, nor leave you, nor let you go, till you say you are not angry with me.
O thou ever-moving child of my heart! (folding her dear arms about my neck, as mine embraced her knees.) Why was this task! -But leave me! -You have discomposed me beyond expression! -Leave me, my dear! -I won't be angry with you-if I can help it-if you'll be good.
I arose trembling, and, hardly knowing what I did, or how I stood or walk'd, withdrew to my chamber. My Hannah followed me, as soon as she heard me quit my mamma's presence, and with salts and springwater just kept me from fainting; and that was as much as she could do. It was near two hours before I could so far recover myself as to take up my pen, to write to you how unhappily my hopes have ended.
My mamma went down to breakfast. I was not fit to appear: But if I had been better, I suppose I should not have been sent for; my papa's hint, when in my chamber, being, To bring me down, if worthy of the name of daughter. That, I doubt, I never shall be in his opinion, is he be not brought to change his mind as to this Mr. Solmes.

### v1 LETTER XIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
[In answer to Letter XV.]
Sat. March 4. 12 o'clock.
Hannah has just now brought me from the usual place your favour of yesterday. The contents of it have made me very thoughtful; and you will have an answer in my gravest style. -I to have that Mr. Solmes! -No indeed! -I will sooner-But I will write first to other parts of your letter that are less concerning, that I may touch upon this part with more patience.
As to what you mention of my sister's value for Mr. Lovelace, I am not very much surprised at it. She takes such officious pains, and it is so much her subject, to have it thought that she never did, and never could like him, that she gives but too much room to suspect her. Then she never tells the story of their parting, and of her refusal of him, but her colour rises, she looks with disdain upon me, and mingles anger with the airs she gives herself: -Both anger and airs, at least, demonstrating, that she refused a man whom she thought worth accepting: Where else is the reason either for anger or boast? -Poor Bella! She is to be pity'd! -She cannot either like or dislike with temper! -Would to heaven she had been mistress of all her wishes! -Would to heaven she had!-
As to the article of giving up to my papa's controul the estate bequeathed me, my motives at the time, as you acknowlege, were not blameable. Your advice to me on the subject was grounded, as I remember, on your good opinion of me; believing that I should not make a bad use of the power willed me: Neither you nor I, my dear, altho' you now assume the air of a diviner (pardon me), could have believed That would have happen'd which has happen'd, as to my father's part particularly. You were indeed jealous of my brother's views against me; or rather of his predominant love of Self; but I did not think so hardly of my brother and sister, as you always did. You never loved them; and ill-will has eyes always open to the faulty side; as good-will or love is blind even to real imperfections. I will briefly recollect my motives.
I found jealousies and uneasiness rising in every breast, where all before was unity and love: The honoured testator was reflected upon: A second childhood was attributed to him; and I was censured, as having taken advantage of it. All young creatures, thought I, more or less, covet independency; but those who wish most for it, are seldom the fittest to be trusted either with the government of themselves, or with power over others. This is certainly a very high and unusual bequest to so young a creature. We should not aim at all we have power to do. To take all that good-nature, or indulgence, or good opinion confers, shews a want of moderation, and a graspingness that is unworthy of that indulgence; and are bad indications of the use that may be made of the power bequeathed. It is true, thought I, that I have formed agreeable schemes of making others as happy as myself, by the proper discharge of the stewardship intrusted to me (Are not all estates stewardships, my dear?): But let me examine myself: Is not vanity, or secret love of praise, a principal motive with me at the bottom? -Ought I not to suspect my own heart? If I set up for myself, puffed up with every one's good opinion, may I not be left to myself? -Every one's eyes are upon the conduct, upon the visits, upon the visit-ors of a young creature of our sex, made independent: And are not such, moreover, the subjects of the attempts of the worst of the other? -And then, left to myself, should I take a wrong step, tho' with ever so good an intention, how many should I have to triumph over me, how few to pity? -The more of the one, and the fewer of the other, for having aimed at excelling.
These were some of my reflections at the time: And I have no doubt, but that in the same situation I should do the very same thing; and that upon the maturest deliberation. Who can command or foresee events? To act up to our best judgments at the time, is all we can do. If I have err'd, 'tis to worldly wisdom only that I have err'd. If we suffer by an act of duty, or even by an act of generosity, is it not pleasurable on reflection, that the fault is in others, rather than in ourselves? -I had rather, a vast deal, have reason to think others unkind, than that they should have any to think me undutiful. And so, my dear, I am sure had you.
And now for the most concerning part of your letter.
You think I must of necessity be Mr. Solmes's wife, as matters are circumstanced. I will not be very rash, my dear, in protesting to the contrary: But I think it never, never can, nor ought to be! -My temper, I know, is depended upon: But I have heretofore said, that I have something in me of my father's family, as well as of my mother's. And have I any encouragement to follow too implicitly the example which my mamma sets of meekness, and resignedness to the wills of others? -Is she not for ever obliged to be, as she was pleased to hint to me, of the forbearing side? In my mamma's case, your observation is verify'd, that those who will bear much, shall have much to bear: - What is it, as she says, that she has not sacrificed to peace? -Yet, has she by her sacrifices always found the peace she has deserved to find? Indeed No! -I am afraid the very contrary. And often and often have I had reason, on her account, to reflect, that we poor mortals, by our over-sollicitude to preserve undisturbed the qualities we are constitutionally fond of, frequently lose the benefits we propose to ourselves from them: Since the designing and incroaching, finding out what we most fear to forfeit, direct their batteries against these our weaker places, and, making an artillery, if I may so phrase it, of our hopes and fears, play it upon us at their pleasure.
Steadiness of mind (a quality which the ill-bred and censorious deny to any of our sex), when one is convinced of being in the right (otherwise it is not steadiness, but obstinacy), and in material cases, is a quality, my good Dr. Lewin was wont to say, that brings great credit to the possessor of it; at the same time that it usually, when try'd and known, raises such above the attempts of the meanly machinating. He used therefore to inculcate upon me this steadiness, upon laudable convictions. And why may I not think that I am now put upon an exercise of it? -I have said, that I never can be, that I never ought to be, Mrs. Solmes. -I repeat, that I ought not: For surely, my dear, I should not give up to my brother's ambition the happiness of my future life. -Surely I ought not to be the instrument to deprive Mr. Solmes's relations of their natural rights and reversionary prospects, for the sake of further aggrandizing a family (altho' that I am of) which already lives in great affluence and splendor; and who might be as justly dissatisfy'd, were what some some of them aim at to be obtained, that they were not princes, as now they are, that they are not peers (for when ever was an ambitious mind, as you observe in the case of avarice, satisfy'd by acquisition?). The less, surely, ought I to give into these grasping views of my brother, as I myself heartily despise the end aimed at; as I wish not either to change my state, or better my fortunes; and as I am fully persuaded, that happiness and riches are two things, and very seldom meet together.
Yet I dread, I exceedingly dread, the conflicts I know I must encounter with. It is possible, that I may be more unhappy from the due observation of the good doctor's general precept, than were I to yield the point; since what I call steadiness is attributed to stubbornness, to obstinacy, to prepossession, by those who have a right to put what interpretation they please upon my conduct.
So, my dear, were we perfect, which no one can be, we could not be happy in this life, unless those with whom we have to deal (those, more especially, who have any controul upon us), were govern'd by the same principles. What have we then to do, but as I have hinted above, to choose right, and pursue it steadily, and leave the issue to Providence?
This, if you approve of my motives (and if you don't, pray inform me), must be my aim in the present case.
But what then can I plead for a palliation to myself of my mamma's sufferings on my account? Perhaps This consideration will carry some force with it;- That her difficulties cannot last long; only till this great struggle shall be one way or other determin'd. - Whereas my unhappiness, if I comply, will (from an aversion not to be overcome) be for life. To which let me add, That, as I have reason to think that the present measures are not enter'd upon with her own natural liking, she will have the less pain, should they want the success which I think in my heart they ought to want.
I have run a great length in a very little time. The subject touch'd me to the quick. My reflections upon it will give you reason to expect from me a perhaps too steady behaviour in a new conference, which, I find, I must have with my mamma. My father and brother, as she was pleased to tell me, dine at my uncle Antony's, on purpose, as I have reason to believe, to give an opportunity for it.
Hannah informs me, that she heard my papa high and angry with my mamma, at taking leave of her: I suppose for being too favourable to me; for Hannah heard her say, as in tears, 'Indeed, Mr. Harlowe, you greatly distress me! -The poor girl does not deserve-' Hannah heard no more, but that he said, he would break somebody's heart-Mine, I suppose. -Not my mother's, I hope.
As only my sister dines with my mamma, I thought I should have been commanded down: But she sent me up a plate from her table. I wrote on. I could not touch a morsel: I order'd Hannah however, to eat of it, that I might not be thought sullen.
I will see, before I conclude this, whether any thing offers from either of my private correspondencies, that will make it proper to add to it; and will take a turn in the wood-yard and garden for that purpose.
I am stopp'd. Hannah shall deposite this. She was order'd by my mamma, who ask'd where I was, to tell me, that she would come up and talk with me in my own closet. -She is coming! Adieu, my dear.

### v1 LETTER XX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sat. P. M.
The expected conference is over: But my difficulties are increased. This, as my mamma was pleased to tell me, being the last persuasory effort that will be attempted, I will be as particular in the account of it as my head and my heart will allow me to be.
I have made, said she, as she enter'd my room, a short as well as early dinner, on purpose to confer with you: And I do assure you, that it will be the last conference I shall either be permitted or inclined to hold with you on the subject, if you should prove as refractory as some, whom I hope you'll disappoint, imagine you will; and thereby demonstrate, that I have not the weight with you that my indulgence to you deserves.
Your papa both dines and sups at your uncle's, on purpose to give us this opportunity; and as I shall make my report (which I have promised to do very faithfully) on his return, he will take his measures with you.
I was offering to speak-Hear, Clarissa, what I have to tell you, said she, before you speak, unless what you have to say will signify to me your compliance -Say-will it? -If it will, you may speak.
I was silent.
She looked with concern and anger upon me-No compliance, I find! -Such a dutiful young creature hitherto! -Will you not, can you not, speak as I would have you speak? -Then, rejecting me, as it were, with her hand, then, continue silent. -I, no more than your father, will bear your avowed contradiction!-
She paused, with a look of expectation, as if she waited for my consenting answer.
I was still silent; looking down; the tears in my eyes.
O thou determin'd girl! -But say; speak out; are you resolved to stand in opposition to us all, in a point our hearts are set upon?
May I, Madam, be permitted to expostulate?
To what purpose expostulate with me, Clarissa? Your father is determin'd. Have I not told you, that there is no receding; that the honour, as well as the benefit, of the family is concerned? Be ingenuous: You used to be so, even against yourself-Who at the long run must submit-all of us to you; or you to all of us? -If you intend to yield at last if you find you cannot conquer, yield now, and with a grace- for yield you must, or be none of our child.
I wept. I knew not what to say; or rather how to express what I had to say.
Take notice, that there are flaws in your grandfather's will: Not a shilling of that estate will be yours, if you do not yield. Your grandfather left it to you, as a reward of your duty to him and to us. - You will justly forfeit it, if-
Permit me, good Madam, to say, that, if it were unjustly bequeathed me, I ought not to wish to have it. But I hope Mr. Solmes will be apprized of these flaws.
This was very pertly said, she was pleased to tell me: But bid me reflect, that the forfeiture of that estate, thro' my opposition, would be attended with the total loss of my papa's favour; and then how destitute I must be; how unable to support myself; and how many benevolent designs and good actions must I give up!
I must accommodate myself, I said, in the latter case, to my circumstances: Much only was required where much was given. It became me to be thankful for what I had had: And I had reason to bless her and my good Mrs. Norton, for bringing me up to be satisfied with little-with much less, I would venture to say, than my papa's indulgence annually conferr'd upon me. -And then I thought of the old Roman and his lentiles.
What perverseness! said my mamma. -But if you depend upon the favour of either or both your uncles, vain will be that dependence. They will give you up, I do assure you, if your papa does, and absolutely renounce you.
I told her, I was sorry that I had had so little merit, as to have made no deeper impressions of favour for me in their hearts: But that I would love and honour them as long as I lived.
All this, she was pleased to say, made my prepossession in a certain man's favour the more evident. Indeed my brother and sister could not go any-whither, but they heard of these prepossessions.
It was a great grief to me, I said, to be made the subject of the public talk: But I hop'd she would have the goodness to excuse me for observing, that the authors of my disgrace within doors, the talkers of my prepossession without, and the reporters of it from abroad, were originally the same persons.
She severely chid me for this.
I received her rebukes in silence.
You are sullen, Clarissa! I see you are sullen! -And she walked about the room in anger. Then turning to me-You can bear the imputation, I see! -You have no concern to clear yourself of it. I was afraid of telling you all I was injoined to tell you, in case you were to be unpersuadeable: -But I find that I had a greater opinion of your delicacy and gentleness than I needed to have. -It cannot discompose so steady, so inflexible, a young creature, to be told, that the settlements are actually drawn; and that you will be called down, in a very few days, to hear them read, and to sign them: for it is impossible, if your heart be free, that you can make the least objection to them; except that they are so much in your favour, and in all our favour, be one.
I was speechless, absolutely speechless: Altho' my heart was ready to burst, yet could I neither weep nor speak.
She was sorry, she said, for my averseness to this match (match she was pleased to call it!): But these was no help. The honour and interest of the family, as my aunt had told me, and as she had told me, were concern'd; and I must comply.
I was still speechless.
She folded the warm statue, as she was pleased to call me, in her arms; and intreated me, for God's sake, and for her sake, to comply.
Speech and tears were lent me at the same time. - You have given me life, Madam, said I, clasping my uplifted hands together, and falling on one knee; a happy one, till now, has your goodness, and my papa's, made it! O do not, do not, make all the remainder of it miserable!
Your papa, reply'd she, is resolv'd he will not see you till he sees you as obedient a child as you used to be. You have never been put to a test till now, that deserv'd to be called a test. This is, This must be, my last effort with you. Give me hope, my dear child: My peace in concerned: I will compound with you but for hope; and yet your father will not be satisfy'd without an implicit, and even a chearful obedience: -Give me but hope, my child!
To give you hope, my dearest, my most indulgent mamma, is to give you every thing. Can I be honest, if I give a hope that I cannot confirm?
She was very angry. She again called me perverse: She upbraided me with regarding only my own inclinations, and respecting not either her peace of mind, or my own duty: -'It was a grating thing, she said, for the parents of a child, who delighted in her in all the time of her helpless infancy, and throughout every stage of her childhood, and in every part of her education to womanhood, because of the promises she gave of proving the most grateful and dutiful of children; to find, that just when the time arrived which should crown all their wishes, she should stand in the way of her own happiness, and her parents comfort, and, refusing an excellent offer, and noble settlements, give suspicions to her anxious friends, that she would become the property of a vile rake and libertine, who (be the occasion what it would) defy'd her family, and had actually embrued his hands in her brother's blood.'
She added, 'That she had a very hard time of it between my father and me; That seeing my dislike, she had more than once pleaded for me; but all to no purpose. She was only treated as a too fond mother, who, from motives of a blameable indulgence, would encourage a child to stand in opposition to a father's will: She was charged, she said, with dividing the family into two parts; she and her youngest daughter standing against her husband, his two brothers, her son, her eldest daughter, and her sister Hervey. She had been told, that she must be convinced of the fitness as well as advantage to the whole (my brother and Mr. Lovelace out of the question) of carrying the contract with Mr. Solmes, on which so many contracts depended, into execution.'
She repeated, 'That my father's heart was in it: That he had declared, he had rather have no daughter in me, than one he could not dispose of for her own good: Especially as I had owned, that my heart was free; and as the general good of his whole family was to be promoted by my obedience: That he had pleaded, that his frequent gouty paroxysms (every Fit more threatening than the former) gave him no extraordinary prospects either of worldly happiness, or of long days: That he hoped, that I, who had been supposed to have contributed to the lengthening of his father's life, would not, by my disobedience, shorten his.'
This was a most affecting plea, my dear; I wept in silence upon it; I could not speak to it: And my mamma proceeded: 'What therefore could be his motives, she asked, in the earnest desire he had to see this treaty perfected, but the welfare and aggrandizement of his family; which already having fortunes to become the highest condition, could not but aspire to greater distinctions: That, however slight such views as these might appear to me, I knew, that they were not slight ones to any other of the family: And my papa would be his own judge of what was, and what was not, likely to promote the good of his children: That my abstractedness (affectation of abstractedness some called it) favour'd of greater particularly, than what they aim'd to carry: That modesty and humility would therefore oblige me rather to mistrust myself of peculiarity, than censure views, which all the world pursued, as opportunity offer'd.'
I was still silent; and she proceeded-'That it was owing to the good opinion which my papa had of me, and of my prudence, duty, and gratitude, that he had engaged for my compliance, in my absence (before I return'd from Miss Howe); and had built and finished contracts upon it, that could not be made void, or cancelled.'
But why then, thought I, did they receive me, on my return from Miss Howe, with so much intimidating solemnity? -To be sure, this argument, as well as the rest, was obtruded upon my mamma.
She went on, 'That my papa had declar'd, that my unexpected opposition (unexpected, she was pleased to call it), and Mr. Lovelace's continued menaces and insults, more and more convinc'd him, that a short day was necessary, in order to put an end to all that man's hopes, and to his own apprehensions resulting from the disobedience of a child so favour'd: That he had therefore actually order'd patterns of the richest silks to be sent for from London-'
I started! -I was out of breath-I gasped, at this frightful precipitance: I was going to open with warmth against it. I knew whose the happy expedient must be: Female minds, I once heard my brother say, that could but be brought to balance on the change of their state, might easily be determined by the glare and splendor of the nuptial preparations, and the pride of becoming the mistress of a family. - But she was pleased to hurry on, that I might not have time to express my disgusts at such a communication- to this effect:
'That neither for my sake, nor his own, could my father labour under a suspense so affecting to his repose: That he had even thought fit to acquaint her, on her pleading for me, that it became her, as she valued her own peace (How harsh to such a wife!), and as she wished, that he should not suspect that she secretly favoured the address of a vile rake (a character which all the sex, he was pleased to say, virtuous and vicious, were but too fond of!), to exert her authority over me: And that This she might the less scrupulously do, as I had own'd (the old string!) that my heart was free.'
Unworthy reflection This of our sex's valuing a libertine, in my mamma's case, surely! who made choice of my papa in preference to several suitors of equal fortune, because they were of inferior reputation for morals!
She added, 'That my papa had left her at going out, with this command, That if she found that she had not the proper influence over me, she should directly separate herself from me; and leave me, singly, to take the consequence of my double disobedience.'
She therefore intreated me in the most earnest and condescending manner, 'To signify to my papa, on his return, my ready obedience: And this, she was pleased to say, as well for her sake, as mine.'
Affected by my mamma's goodness to me, and by that part of her argument which related to her own peace, and to the suspicions they had of her secretly inclining to prefer the man so hated by them, to the man so much my aversion, I could not but wish it were possible for me to obey. I therefore paused, hesitated, consider'd, and was silent for a considerable space. I could see, that my mamma hoped that the result of this hesitation would be favourable to her arguments. But then, recollecting, that all was owing to the instigations of a brother and sister, wholly actuated by selfish and envious views: That I had not deserved the treatment I had of late met with: That my disgrace was already become the public talk: That my aversion to their man was too generally known, to make my compliance either creditable to myself or to them; as it would demonstrate less of duty than of a slavish, and even of a sordid mind, seeking to preserve its worldly fortunes, by the sacrifice of its future happiness; That it would give my brother and sister a triumph over me, and over Mr. Lovelace, which they would not fail to glory in; and which, altho' it concern'd me but little to matter on his account, yet might be attended with fatal mischiefs-And then Mr. Solmes's disagreeable person, his still more disagreeable manners; his low understanding-Understanding! the glory of a man! so little to be dispensed with in the head and director of a family, in order to preserve to him that respect which a good wife (and that for the justification of her own choice) should pay him herself, and wish every-body to pay-And as Mr. Solmes's inferiority in this respectable faculty of the human mind (I must be allowed to say this to you, and no great self-assumption neither) would proclaim to all future, as well as present observers, what must have been my mean inducement-All these reflections, which are ever present with me, crouding upon my remembrance; I would, Madam, said I, folding my hands, with an earnestness that my whole heart was ingaged in, bear the cruellest tortures, bear loss of limb, and even of life, to give you peace. But this man, every moment I would, at your command, think of him with favour, is the more my aversion. You cannot, indeed you cannot, think, how my whole soul resists him! -And to talk of contracts concluded upon; of patterns; of a short day!- save me, save me, O my dearest mamma, save your child, from this heavy, from this insupportable evil!-
Never was there a countenance that express'd so significantly, as my mamma's, an anguish, which she struggled to hide, under an anger she was compelled to assume-Till the latter overcoming the former, she turned from me with an uplifted eye, and stamping -Strange perverseness! were the only words I heard of a sentence that she angrily pronounced; and was going. I then, half franticly I believe, laid hold of her gown-Have patience with me, dearest Madam! said I-Do not you renounce me totally! - If you must separate yourself from your child, let it not be with absolute reprobation on your own part! - My uncles may be hard-hearted-My papa may be immoveable-I may suffer from my brother's ambition, and from my sister's envy! -But let me not lose my mamma's love; at least, her pity.
She turned to me with benigner rays-You have my love! You have my pity! But, O my dearest girl-I have not yours.
Indeed, indeed, Madam, you have: And all my reverence, all my gratitude, you have! -But in this one point-Cannot I be this once obliged? -Will no expedient be accepted? Have I not made a very fair proposal as to the man so hated?
I wish, for both our sakes, my dear unpersuadable girl, that the decision of this point lay with me. But why, when you know it don't, should you thus perplex and urge me? -To renounce Mr. Lovelace is now but half what is aimed at. Nor will any-body else believe you in earnest in the offer, if I would. While you remain single, Mr. Lovelace will have hopes-and you, in the opinion of others, inclinations.
Permit me, dearest Madam, to say, That your goodness to me, your patience, your peace, weigh more with me, than all the rest put together: For altho' I am to be treated by my brother, and, thro' his instigations, by my papa, as a slave in this point, and not as a daughter, yet my mind is not that of a slave. You have not brought me up to be mean.
So, Clary, you are already at defiance with your papa! I have had too much cause before to apprehend as much-What will this come to? -I, and then my dear mamma sigh'd-I, am forced to put up with many humours-
That you are, my ever-honour'd mamma, is my grief. And can it be thought that this very consideration, and the apprehension of what may result from a much worse-temper'd man (a man, who has not half the sense of my papa), has not made an impression upon me, to the disadvantage of the marry'd life? Yet 'tis something of an alleviation, if one must bear undue controul, to bear it from a man of sense. My papa, I have heard you say, Madam, was for years a very good-humour'd gentleman-Unobjectible in person and manners. -But the man proposed to me-
Forbear reflecting upon your papa (Did I, my dear, in what I have repeated, and I think they are the very words; reflect upon my papa?): It is not possible, I must say again, and again, were all men equally indifferent to you, that you should be thus sturdy in your will. -I am tired out with your obstinacy-The most unper-suade-able girl! -You forget, that I must separate myself from you, if you will not comply: You do not remember that your papa will take you up, where I leave you. -Once more, however, I will put it to you,-Are you determin'd to brave your papa's displeasure? -Are you determin'd to defy your uncles? -Will you choose to break with us all, rather than encourage Mr. Solmes? -Rather than give me hope?
Cruel alternative! -But is not my sincerity, is not the integrity of my heart, concerned in my answer? May not my everlasting happiness be the sacrifice? Will not the least shadow of the hope you just now demanded from me, be driven into absolute and sudden certainty? Is it not sought to insnare, to intangle me in my own desire of obeying, if I could give answers that might be construed into hope? Forgive me, Madam: Bear with your child's boldness in such a cause as This! -Settlements drawn! - Patterns sent for! -An early day! -Dear, dear Madam, how can I give hope, and not intend to be this man's?
Ah, girl, never say your heart is free! You deceive yourself if you think it is.
Thus to be driven (and I wrung my hands thro' impatience) by the instigations of a designing, an ambitious brother, and by a sister, that-
How often, Clary, must I forbid your unsisterly reflections? -Does not your father, do not your uncles, does not every-body, patronize Mr. Solmes? - And let me tell you, ungrateful girl, and unmoveable as ungrateful, let me repeatedly tell you, that it is evident to me, that nothing but a love unworthy of your prudence can make a creature late so dutiful, so sturdy. You may guess what your father's first question on his return will be. He must know, that I can do nothing with you. I have done my part. Seek me, if your mind change before he comes back: You have yet a little more time, as he stays supper: I will no more seek you, nor to you. -And away she flung.
What could I do but weep?
I am extremely affected on my mamma's account- more, I must needs say, than on my own. -And indeed, all things consider'd, and especially, that the measure she is engaged in, is (as I dare say it is) against her own judgment, she deserves more compassion than myself. -Excellent woman! What pity, that meekness and condescension should not be attended with the due rewards of those charming graces! -Yet had she not let violent spirits, as I have elsewhere observed with no small regret, have found their power over hers, it could not have been thus.
But here, run away with by my pen, I suffer my dear mamma to be angry with me on her own account. She hinted to me, indeed, that I must seek her, if my mind changed; which is a condition that amounts to a prohibition: -But, as she left me in displeasure, will it not have a very obstinate appearance, and look like a a kind of renunciation of her mediation in my favour, if I go not down to supplicate her pity, and her kind report, before my papa comes back?-
I will attend her. I had rather all the world should be angry with me, than my mamma!
Mean time, to clear my hands from papers of such a nature, Hannah shall deposite this. If two or three letters reach you together, they will but express, from one period to another, the anxieties and difficulties which the mind of your unhappy, but ever affectionate, friend labours under.
Cl. H.

### v1 LETTER XXI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sat. Night.
I have been down. I am to be unlucky in all I do, I think, be my intention ever so good. I have made matters worse instead of better; as I shall now tell you.
I found my mamma and sister together in my sister's parlour. My mamma, I fear, by the glow in her fine face (and as the browner, sullener glow in my sister's confirm'd), had been expressing herself with warmth, against her unhappier child: Perhaps giving such an account of what had passed, as should clear herself, and convince Bella, and thro' her, my brother and uncles, of the sincere pains she had taken with me!-
I enter'd like a dejected criminal, I believe;-and besought the favour of a private audience. My mamma's return, both looks and words, gave but too much reason for my surmize.
You have, said she (looking at me with a sternness that never sits well on her sweet features), rather a requesting than a conceding countenance, Clarissa Harlowe: If I am mistaken, tell me so; and I will withdraw with you where-ever you will. -Yet, if so, or not so, you may say what you have to say before your sister.
My mamma, I thought, might have withdrawn with me, as she knows, that I have not a friend in my sister.
I came down, I said, to beg of her to forgive me for any-thing she might have taken amiss in what had passed above respecting herself; and to use her interest to soften my papa's displeasure, when she made the report she was to make to him.
Such aggravating looks; such lifting-up of hands and eyes; such a furrow'd forehead, in my sister!-
My mamma was angry enough without all that; and asked me, To what purpose I came down, if I were still so untractable?
She had hardly spoke the words, when Shorey came in to tell her, that Mr. Solmes was in the hall, and desired admittance.
Ugly creature! What, at the close of day, quite dark, brought him hither? -But, on second thoughts, I believe it was contrived, that he should be here at supper, to know the result of the conference between my mamma and me; and that my papa, on his return, might find us together.
I was hurrying away; but my mamma commanded me, since I had come down only, as she said, to mock her, not to stir; and at the same time see if I could behave so to him, as might encourage her to make the report to my papa which I had so earnestly besought her to make.
My sister triumphed. I was vexed to be so caught, and to have such an angry and cutting rebuke given me, with an aspect more like the taunting sister than the indulgent mother, if I may presume to say so. - For my mamma herself seem'd to enjoy the surprize upon me.
The man stalked in. His usual walk is by pauses, as if (from the same vacuity of thought which made Dryden's clown whistle) he was telling his steps: and first paid his clumsy respects to my mamma; then to my sister; next to me, as if I were already his wife, and therefore to be last in his notice; and sitting down by me, told us in general what weather it was. Very cold he made it; but I was warm enough. Then addressing himself to me; And how do you find it, Miss, was his question; and would have took my hand.
I withdrew it, I believe with disdain enough: My mamma frown'd; my sister bit her lip.
I could not contain myself: I never was so bold in my life; for I went on with my plea, as if Mr. Solmes had not been there.
My mamma colour'd, and look'd at him, look'd at my sister, and look'd at me. My sister's eyes were opener and bigger than ever I saw them before.
The man understood me. He hemm'd, and remov'd from one chair to another.
I went on, supplicating for my mamma's favourable report: Nothing but invincible dislike-
What would the girl be at? Why, Clary! -Is this a subject! -Is this! -Is this! -Is this a time-And again she look'd upon Mr. Solmes.
I am sorry, on reflection, that I put my mamma into so much confusion. -To be sure it was very saucy in me.
I begg'd pardon. But my papa, I said, would return. I should have no other opportunity. I thought it was requisite, since I was not permitted to withdraw, that Mr. Solmes's presence should not deprive me of an opportunity of such importance for me to embrace; and at the same time, if he still visited on my account (looking at him), to shew, that it could not possibly be to any purpose.
Is the girl mad? said my mamma, interrupting me.
My sister, with the affectation of a whisper to my mamma-This is-This is spite, Madam (very spitefully she spoke the word), because you commanded her to stay.
I only looked at her, and turning to my mamma, Permit me, Madam, said I, to repeat my request. I have no brother, no sister! -If I lose my mamma's favour, I am lost for ever!
Mr. Solmes removed to his first seat, and fell to gnawing the head of his hazel; a carved head, almost as ugly as his own. I did not think the man was so sensible.
My sister rose, with a face all over scarlet, and stepping to the table, where lay a fan, she took it up, and, altho' Mr. Solmes had observ'd that the weather was cold, fann'd herself very violently.
My mamma came to me, and angrily taking my hand, led me out of that parlour into my own; which, you know, is next to it-Is not this behaviour very bold, very provoking, think you, Clary?
I beg your pardon, Madam, if it has that appearance to you. But indeed, my dear mamma, there seem to be snares laying for me. Too well I know my brother's drift. With a good word he shall have my consent for all he wishes to worm me out of. -Neither he, nor my sister, shall need to take half this pains.-
My mamma was about to leave me in high displeasure.
I besought her to stay: One favour, but one favour, dearest Madam, said I, give me leave to beg of you-
What would the girl?
I see how every thing is working about. -I never, never can think of Mr. Solmes. My papa will be in tumults, when he is told that I cannot. They will judge of the tenderness of your heart to a poor child who seems devoted by every-one else, from the willingness you have already shewn to hearken to my prayers. There will be endeavours used to confine me, and keep me out of your presence, and out of the presence of every one who used to love me-(This, my dear, is threaten'd)-If This be effected; if it be put out of my power to plead my own cause, and to appeal to You, and to my uncle Harlowe, of whom only I have hope;-then will every ear be open'd against me; and every tale encourag'd. -It is, therefore, my humble request, That, added to the disgraceful prohibitions I now suffer under, you will not, if you can help it, give way to my being deny'd your ear.
Your listening Hannah has given you this intelligence, as she does many others.
My Hannah, Madam, listens not! -My Hannah-
No more in her behalf-She is known to make mischief-She is known-But no more of that busy intermeddler-'Tis true, your father threaten'd to confine you to your chamber, if you comply'd not, in order the more assuredly to deprive you of the opportunity of corresponding with those who harden your heart against his will. He bid me tell you so, when he went out, if I found you refractory. But I was loth to deliver so harsh a declaration; being still in hope that you would come down to us in a compliant temper. -Hannah has overheard this, I suppose; and has told you of it; as also, that he declar'd he would break your heart, rather than you should break his. And I now assure you, that you will be confin'd, and prohibited making teazing appeals to any of us: And we shall see who is to submit, You, or every-body to you!
I offer'd to clear Hannah, and to lay the latter part of the intelligence to my sister's echo, Betty Barnes, who had boasted of it to another servant: But I was again bid to be silent on that head. I should soon find, she was pleased to say, that others could be as determin'd as I was obstinate: And, once for all, would add, that since she saw that I built upon her indulgence, and matter'd not involving her in contentions with my father, and his brothers, and her other children, she would now assure me, that she was as much determin'd against Mr. Lovelace, and for Mr. Solmes and the family-schemes, as any-body; and would not refuse her consent to any measures that should be thought necessary to reduce a stubborn child to her duty.
I was ready to sink. She was so good as to lend me her arm to support me.
And this is all I have to hope for from my mamma?
It is. But, Clary, this one further opportunity I give you-Go in again to Mr. Solmes, and behave discreetly to him; and let your papa find you together, upon civil terms at least.
My feet moved (of themselves, I think) farther from the parlour where he was, and towards the stairs; and there I stopp'd and paused.
If, proceeded she, you are determin'd to stand in defiance of us all-then indeed may you go up to your chamber (as you are ready to do)-And God help you!
God help me indeed! for I cannot give hope of what I cannot intend-But let me have your prayers, my dear mamma! -Those shall have mine, who have brought me into all this distress!
I was moving to go up-
And will you go up, Clary?
I turn'd my face to her: My officious tears would needs plead for me: I could not just then speak; and stood still.
Good girl, distress me not thus! -Dear, good girl, do not thus distress me!-holding out her hand; but standing still likewise-
What can I do, Madam? -What can I do?-
Go in again, my child-Go in again, my dear child!-repeated she; and let your papa find you together!-
What, Madam, to give him hope? -To give hope to Mr. Solmes?
Obstinate, perverse, undutiful Clarissa Harlowe! with a rejecting hand, and angry aspect; then take your own way, and go up! -But stir not down again, I charge you, without leave, or till your papa's pleasure be known concerning you.
She flung from me with high indignation: And I went up with a very heavy heart; and feet as slow as my heart was heavy.
My father is come home, and my brother with him. Late as it is, they are all shut up together. Not a door opens; not a soul stirs. Hannah, as she moves up and down, is shunn'd as a person infected.
The angry assembly is broke up. My two uncles and my aunt Hervey are sent for, it seems, to be here in the morning to breakfast. I shall then, I suppose, know my doom. 'Tis past eleven, and I am order'd not to go to bed.
Twelve o' clock.
This moment the keys of every thing are taken from me. It was proposed to send for me down: But my papa said, he could not bear to look upon me. -Strange alteration in a few weeks! Shorey was the messenger. The tears stood in her eyes when she deliver'd her message.
You, my dear, are happy! -May you always be so! -And then I can never be wholly miserable. Adieu, my beloved friend!
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XXII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday morning, March 5.
Hannah has just brought me, from the private place in the garden-wall, a letter from Mr. Lovelace, deposited last night, signed also by Lord M.
He tells me in it, 'That Mr. Solmes makes it his boast, that he is to be marry'd in a few days to one of the shyest women in England: That my brother explains his meaning to be me; assuring every-one, that his youngest sister is very soon to be Mr. Solmes's wife. He tells me of the patterns bespoke, which my mamma mention'd to me.'
Not one thing escapes him that is done or said in this house!
'My sister, he says, reports the same things; and that with such particular aggravations of insult upon him, that he cannot but be extremely piqued, as well at the manner, as from the occasion; and expresses himself with great violence upon it.
'He knows not what my relations inducements can be, to prefer such a man as Solmes to him. If advantageous settlements be the motive, Solmes shall not offer what he will refuse to comply with.
'As to his estate, or family; the first cannot be excepted against: And for the second, he will not disgrace himself by a comparison so odious. He appeals to Lord M. for the regularity of his life and manners, ever since he has made his addresses to me, or had hope of my favour.'
I suppose, he would have his Lordship's signing to this letter to be taken as a voucher for him.
'He desires my leave, in company with my Lord, in a pacific manner, to attend my father or uncles, in order to make proposals that must be accepted, if they will but see him, and hear what they are: And tells me, that he will submit to any measures that I shall prescribe, in order to bring about a reconciliation.'
He presumes to be very earnest with me 'to give him a private meeting some night, in my father's garden, attended by whom I please.'
Really, my dear, were you to see his letter, you would think I had given him great encouragement, and were in direct treaty with him; or that he were sure that my friends would drive me into a foreign protection; for he has the boldness to offer, in my Lord's name, an asylum to me, should I be tyrannically treated in Solmes's behalf.
I suppose it is the way of this sex to endeavour to intangle the thoughtless of ours by bold supposals and offers, in hopes that we shall be too complaisant or bashful to quarrel with them; and, if not check'd, to reckon upon our silence, as assents voluntarily given, or concessions made in their favour.
There are other particulars in this letter which I ought to mention to you: But I will take an opportunity to send you the letter itself, or a copy of it.
For my own part, I am very uneasy to think how I have been drawn on one hand, and driven on the other, into a clandestine, in short, into a mere Loverlike correspondence, which my heart condemns.
It is easy to see, that if I do not break it off, Mr. Lovelace's advantages, by reason of my unhappy situation, will every day increase, and I shall be more and more intangled: Yet if I do put an end to it, without making it a condition of being freed from Mr. Solmes's address-May I, my dear, is it best, to continue it a little longer, in hopes, by giving him up, to extricate myself out of the other difficulty? -Whose advice can I now ask but yours?
All my relations are met. They are at breakfast together. Solmes is expected. I am excessively uneasy. I must lay down my pen.
They are all going to church together. Grievously disorder'd they appear to be, as Hannah tells me. She believes something is resolved upon.
Sunday noon.
What a cruel thing is suspense! -I will ask leave to go to church this afternoon. I expect to be deny'd: But if I do not ask, they may allege, that my not going is owing to my self.
I desired to speak with Shorey: Shorey came: I directed her to carry my request to my mamma, for permission to go to church this afternoon. What think you was the return? Tell her, that she must direct herself to her brother for any favour she has to ask. -So, my dear, I am to be deliver'd up to my brother!-
I was resolved, however, to ask of him this favour. Accordingly, when they sent me up my solitary dinner, I gave the messenger a billet, in which I made it my humble request to my papa, thro' him, to be permitted to go to church this afternoon.
This was the contemptuous answer: Tell her, that her request will be taken into consideration to-morrow. - My request to go to church to-day to be taken into consideration to-morrow!-
Patience will be the fittest return I can make to such an insult. But this method will not do, indeed it will not, with your Clarissa Harlowe. And yet it is but the beginning, I suppose, of what I am to expect from my brother, now I am delivered up to him.
On recollection, I thought it best to renew my request. I did. The following is a copy of what I wrote, and what follows that, of the answer sent me.
Sir,
I know not what to make of the answer brought to my request of being permitted to go to church this afternoon. If you designed to shew your pleasantry by it, I hope that will continue; and then my request will be granted. You know, that I never absented myself, when well, and at home, till the two last Sundays; when I was advised not to go. My present situation is such, that I never more wanted the benefit of the public prayers. I will solemnly engage only to go thither, and back again. I hope it cannot be thought that I would do otherwise. My dejection of spirits will give a too just excuse on the score of indisposition, for avoiding visits. Nor will I, but by distant civilities, return the compliments of any of my acquaintance. My disgraces, if they are to have an end, need not to be proclaim'd to the whole world. I ask this favour, therefore, for my reputation's sake, that I may be able to hold up my head in the neighbourhood, if I live to see an end of the unmerited severities, which seem to be designed for
Your unhappy sister,
Cl. Harlowe.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
For a girl to lay so much stress upon going to church, and yet resolve to defy her parents, in an article of the greatest consequence to them, and to the whole family, is an absurdity. You are recommended, Miss, to the practice of your private devotions: May they be efficacious upon the mind of one of the most pervicacious young creatures that ever was heard of! The in-ten-tion is, I tell you plainly, to mortify you into a sense of your duty. The neighbours you are so sollicitous to appear well with, already know, that you defy that. So, Miss, if you have a real value for your reputation, shew it as you ought. It is yet in your own power to establish or impair it.
Ja. Harlowe.
Thus, my dear, has my brother got me into his snares, and I, like a poor silly bird, the more I struggle, am the more intangled.

### v1 LETTER XXIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Mond. morning, Mar. 6.
They are resolv'd to break my heart. My poor Hannah is discharged-disgracefully discharged! - Thus it was.
Half an hour after I had sent the poor girl down for my breakfast, that bold creature Betty Barnes, my sister's confident and servant (if a favourite maid and confident can be deemed a servant), came up.
What, Miss, will you please to have for breakfast?
I was surpris'd. What will I have for breakfast, Betty! -How! -What! -How comes it! -Then I named Hannah! -I could not tell what to say.
Don't be surpris'd, Miss: -But you'll see Hannah no more in this house!-
God forbid! -Is any harm come to Hannah! - What! What is the matter with Hannah?-
Why, Miss, the short and the long is this: Your papa and mamma think Hannah has staid long enough in the house to do mischief; and so she is order'd to troop (that was the confident creature's word); and I am directed to wait upon you.
I burst into tears: -I have no service for you, Betty Barnes, none at all. -But where is Hannah? - Cannot I speak with the poor girl. I owe her half a year's wages. May I not see the honest creature, and pay her her wages? -I may never see her again perhaps, for they are resolv'd to break my heart.
And they think, you are resolv'd to break theirs: So tit for tat, Miss.
Impertinent I call'd her; and ask'd her, if it were upon such confident terms that her service was to commence.
I was so very earnest to see the poor maid, that, to oblige me, as she said, she went down with my request.
The worthy creature was as earnest to see me; and the favour was granted in presence of Shorey and Betty.
I thank'd her, when she came up, for her past service to me.
Her heart was ready to break. And she fell a vindicating her fidelity and love; and disclaiming any mischief she had ever made.
I told her, that those, who occasion'd her being turn'd out of my service, made no question of her integrity: That it was an indignity level'd at me: There I was very sorry for it, and hoped she would meet with as good a service.
Never, never, wringing her hands, a mistress she loved so well. And the poor creature ran on in my praises, and in professions of love to me.
We are all apt, you know, my dear, to praise our benefactors, because they are our benefactors; as if every-body did right or wrong as they obliged or disobliged us. But this good creature deserved to be kindly treated; so I could have no merit in favouring one, whom it would have been ingrateful not to distinguish.
I gave her a little linen, some laces, and other odd things; and, instead of four pounds which were due to her, ten guineas: And said, If ever I were again allow'd to be my own mistress, I would think of her in the first place.
Betty enviously whisper'd Shorey upon it.
Hannah told me, before their faces, having no other opportunity, that she had been examin'd about letters to me, and from me: And that she had given her pockets to Miss Harlowe, who look'd into them, and put her fingers in her stays; to satisfy herself that she had not any.
She gave me an account of the number of my pheasants and bantams; and I said, they should be my own care twice or thrice a day.
We wept over each other at parting. The girl pray'd for all the family.
To have so good a servant so disgracefully dismissed, is a cutting thing: And I could not help saying, That these methods might break my heart, but not any other way answer the end of the authors of my disgraces.
Betty, with a very saucy sleer, said to Shorey, There would be a trial of skill about that, she fancy'd. But I took no notice of it. If this wench thinks I have robbed her young mistress of a lover, as you say she has given out, she may think it a merit in herself to be impertinent to me.
Thus have I been forced to part with my faithful Hannah. If you can commend the good creature to a place worthy of her, pray do, for my sake.

### v1 LETTER XXIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Mond. near 12 o'Clock.
The inclosed Letter is just now delivered to me. My brother has now carried all his points.
I send you also the copy of my answer. No more at this time can I write.
Mond. March 6.
Miss Clary,
By your papa's and mamma's command, I write, expressly to forbid you to come into their presence, or into the garden when they are there: Nor when they are not there, but with Betty Barnes to attend you, except by particular licence or command.
On their blessings, you are forbidden likewise to correspond with the vile Lovelace; as it is well known you did by means of your fly Hannah: Whence her sudden discharge: As was fit.
Neither are you to correspond with Miss Howe; who has given herself high airs of late; and might possibly help on your correspondence with that libertine. Nor, in short, with any-body without leave.
You are not to enter into the presence of either of your uncles, without their leave first obtained. It is in mercy to you, after such a behaviour to your mamma, that your papa refuses to see you.
You are not to be seen in any apartment of the house, you so lately govern'd as you pleased, unless you are commanded down.
In short, are strictly to confine yourself to your chamber, except now and then, in Betty Barnes's sight (as aforesaid) you take a morning and evening turn in the garden: And then you are to go directly, and without stopping at any apartment in the way, up and down the back-stairs, that the sight of so perverse a young creature may not add to the pain you have given every-body.
The hourly threatenings of your Lovelace, as well as your own unheard-of obstinacy, will account to you for all this. What a hand has the best and most indulgent of mothers had with you, who so long pleaded for you, and undertook for you; even when others, from the manner of your setting out, despaired of moving you! -What must your perverseness have been, that such a mother can give you up! She thinks it right so to do: Nor will take you to favour, unless you make the first steps, by a compliance with your duty.
As for myself, whom, perhaps, you think hardly of (in very good company, if you do, that is my consolation); I have advised, that you may be permitted to pursue your own inclinations [Some people need no greater punishment than such a permission]; and not to have the house incumbered by one who must give them the more pain for the necessity she has laid them under of avoiding the sight of her, altho' in it.
If any thing I have written, appear severe or harsh, it is still in your power (but perhaps, will not always be so) to remedy it; and that by a single word.
Betty Barnes has orders to obey you in all points consistent with her duty to those to whom you owe it, as well as she.
Ja. Harlowe.
To James Harlowe junior, Esq;
Sir,
I will only say, That you may congratulate yourself on having so far succeeded in all your views, that you may report what you please of me, and I can no more defend myself, than if I were dead. Yet one favour, nevertheless, I will beg of you: It is this;-That you will not occasion more severities, more disgraces, than are necessary for carrying into execution your further designs, whatever they be, against
Your unhappy Sister
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XXV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tues. March 7.
By my last deposite, you'll 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 to 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 expected soon. Yet, if they are determined upon a short day, I doubt he will not be here time enough to save me.
It is plain, by my brother's letter, that my mamma has not spared me, in the report she has made of the conferences 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 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 were to ask her Leave, whenever I should be disposed to walk in the garden, or to go to 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 walk in the garden when my papa, mamma, 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 inforcing of that may perhaps come next. But I hope not.
Tuesday night.
Since I wrote the above, I have ventured to send a letter by Shorey, to my mamma. I directed her to give it into her own hand, when nobody was by.
I shall inclose the copy of it. You'll see that I would have it thought, that now Hannah is gone, I have no way to correspond out of the house. I am far from thinking all I do, right. I am afraid, this is a little piece of art, that is not so. But this is an afterthought: The letter went first.
Honoured Madam,
Having acknowledged to you, that I had received letters from Mr. Lovelace, full of resentment, and that I answered them purely to prevent further mischief; and having shew'd you copies of my answers, which you did not disapprove of, altho' you thought fit, after you had read them, to forbid me any further correspondence with him; I think it my duty to acquaint you, that another letter from him has since come to my hand, in which he is very earnest with me to permit him to wait on my papa, or you, or my two uncles, in a pacific way, accompanied by Lord M. -On which I beg your commands.
I own to you, Madam, that had not the prohibition been renew'd, and had not Hannah been so suddenly dismissed my service, I should have made the less scruple to have written an answer, and to have commanded her to convey it to him with all speed, in order to dissuade him from these visits, lest any thing should happen on the occasion, that my heart akes but to think of.
And here, I cannot but express my grief, that I should have all the punishment, and all the blame, who, as I have reason to think, have prevented great mischief, and have not been the occasion of any. For, Madam, could I be supposed to govern the passions of either of the gentleman? -Over the one indeed, I have some little influence, without giving him hitherto any reason to think he has fasten'd an obligation upon me for it. -Over the other, Who, Madam, has any?
I am grieved at heart, to be obliged to lay so great blame at my brother's door, altho' my reputation and my liberty are both to be sacrific'd to his resentment and ambition. May not, however, so deep a sufferer be permitted to speak out?
This communication being as voluntarily made, as dutifully intended; I humbly presume to hope, that I shall not be required to produce the letter itself. I cannot either in honour or prudence do that, because of the vehemence of his style; for having heard [not, I assure you, by my means, or thro' Hannah's] of some part of the harsh treatment I have met with; he thinks himself intitled to place it to his own account, by reason of speeches thrown out by some of my relations equally vehement.
If I do not answer him, he will be made desperate, and think himself justified [tho' I shall not think him so] in resenting the treatment he complains of: If I do, and if, in compliment to me, he forbears to resent what he thinks himself intitled to resent; be pleased, Madam, to consider the obligation he will suppose he lays me under.
If I were as strongly prepossessed in his favour as is supposed, I should not have wish'd this to be consider'd by you. -And permit me, as a still further proof that I am not prepossessed, to beg of you to consider, Whether, upon the whole, the proposal I made of declaring for the Single Life (which I will religiously adhere to) is not the best way, to get rid of his pretensions with honour. To renounce him, and not to be allowed to aver, that I will never be the other man's, will make him conclude (driven as I am driven), that I am determined in that other man's favour.
If this has not its due weight, my brother's strange schemes must be try'd, and I will resign myself to my destiny, with all the acquiescence that shall be granted to my prayers. And so leaving the whole to your own wisdom, and whether you choose to consult my papa and uncles upon this humble application, or not; or whether I shall be allowed to write an answer to Mr. Lovelace, or not (and if allow'd so to do, I beg your direction, by whom to send it); I remain,
Honoured Madam,
Your unhappy, but ever-dutiful daughter,
Cl. Harlowe.
Wednesday morning.
I have just received an answer to the inclosed letter. My mamma, you'll observe, has ordered me to burn it: But, as you will have it in your safe keeping, and nobody else will see it, her end will be equally answer'd. It has neither date nor superscription.
Clarissa,
Say not all the blame, and all the punishment, is yours. I am as much blam'd, and as much punish'd, as you are; yet am more innocent. When your obstinacy is equal to any other person's passion, blame not your brother. We judg'd right, that Hannah carry'd on your correspondencies. Now she is gone, and you cannot write (we think you cannot) to Miss Howe, nor she to you, without our knowlege, one cause of uneasiness and jealousy is over.
I had no dislike to Hannah. I did not tell her so; because Somebody was within hearing, when she desired to pay her duty to me at going: I gave her a caution, in a raised voice, To take care, where-ever she went to live next, if there were any young Ladies, how she made parties, and assisted in clandestine correspondencies: -But I slid two guineas into her hand. Nor was I angry to hear you were more bountiful to her-So much for Hannah.
I don't know what to write, about your answering that man of violence. What can you think of it, that such a family as ours, should have such a rod held over it? -For my part, I have not own'd that I know you have corresponded: By your last boldness to me (an astonishing one it was, to pursue before Mr. Solmes, the subject that I was forced to break from above stairs) you may, as far as I know, plead, that you had my countenance for your correspondence with him; and so add to the uneasiness between your papa and me. You was once all my comfort: You made all my hardships tolerable: -But now! - However, nothing, it is plain, can move you; and I will say no more on that head: For you are under your papa's discipline now; and he will neither be prescribed to, nor intreated.
I should have been glad to see the letter you tell me of, as I saw the rest: -You say, both honour and prudence forbid you to shew it me! -O Clarissa! what think you of receiving letters that honour and prudence forbid you to shew to a mother! -But it is not for me to see it, if you would choose to shew it me. I will not be in your secret. I will not know that you did correspond. And, as to an answer, take your own methods. But let him know it will be the last you will write. And, if you do write, I won't see it: So seal it up, if you do, and give it to Shorey, and she-Yet do not think I give you licence to write!
We will be upon no conditions with him, nor will you be allow'd to be upon any. Your papa and uncles would have no patience were he to come. What have you to do to oblige him with your refusal of Mr. Solmes? -Will not That refusal be to give him hope? And while he has any, can we be easy or free from his insults? Were even your brother in fault, as that fault cannot be conquer'd, is a sister to carry on a correspondence that shall endanger her brother? But your papa has given his sanction to your brother's dislikes, and they are now your papa's dislikes, and my dislikes, your uncles and every-body's! -No matter to whom owing.
As to the rest, you have by your obstinacy put it out of my power to do any-thing for you. Your papa takes upon himself to be answerable for all consequences. You must not therefore apply to me for any favour. I shall endeavour to be only an observer; Happy, if I could be an unconcerned one! -While I had power, you would not let me use it as I would have used it. Your aunt has been forced to engage not to interfere but by your papa's direction. You'll have severe trials. If you have any favour to hope for, it must be from the mediation of your uncles. And yet I believe, they are equally determin'd: For they make it a principle-(Alas! they never had children!) that that child, who in marriage is not govern'd by her parents, is to be given up as a lost creature!
I charge you, let not this letter be found. Burn it. There is too much of the mother in it, to a daughter so unaccountably obstinate.
Write not another letter to me, I can do nothing for you. But you can do every thing for yourself.
Now, my dear, to proceed with my melancholy narrative.
After this letter, you will believe, that I could have very little hopes, that an application directly to my father, would stand me in any stead: But I thought it became me to write, were it but to acquit myself to myself, that I have left nothing unattempted, that has the least likelihood to restore me to his favour. Accordingly I wrote to the following effect:
'I presume not, I say, to argue with my papa, I only beg his mercy and indulgence in this one point, on which depends my present and perhaps my future happiness; and beseech him not to reprobate his child for an aversion which it is not in her power to conquer, I beg, that I may not be sacrific'd to projects, and remote contingencies: I complain of the disgraces I suffer in this banishment from his presence, and in being confined to my chamber. In every thing but this one point, I promise implicit duty and resignation to his will. I repeat my offers of a Single Life; and appeal to him, whether I have ever given him cause to doubt my word. I beg to be admitted to his, and to my mamma's presence, and that my conduct may be under their own eye: And this with the more earnestness, as I have too much reason to believe, that snares are laid for me; and tauntings and revilings used, on purpose to make a handle of my words against me, when I am not permitted to speak in my own defence. I conclude with hoping, that my brother's instigations may not rob an unhappy child of her father.'
This is the cruel answer, sent without superscription, and unsealed, altho' by Betty Barnes, who delivered it with an air, as if she knew the contents.
Wednesday.
I write, perverse girl, but with all the indignation that your disobedience deserves. To desire to be forgiven a faul, you own, and yet resolve to persevere in, is a boldness, no more to be equall'd, than passed over. It is my authority you defy. Your reflections upon a brother, that is an honour to us all, deserve my utmost resentment. I see how light all relationship sits upon you. The cause I guess at, too: I cannot bear the reflections that naturally arise from this consideration. Your behaviour to your too indulgent, and too fond mother-But, I have no patience- Continue banished from my presence, undutiful as you are, till you know how to conform to my will. Ingrateful creature! Your letter but upbraids me for my past indulgence. Write no more to me, till you can distinguish better; and till you are convinc'd of your duty to
A justly incensed Father.
This angry letter was accompany'd with one from my mamma, unsealed, and unsuperscribed also. Those who take so much pains to confederate every one against me, I make no doubt, obliged her to bear her testimony against the poor girl.
This letter being a repetition of some of the severe things that passed between my mamma and me, of which I have given you an account, I shall not need to give you the contents-Only thus far, that she also praises my brother, and blames me for my freedoms with him.

### v1 LETTER XXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursd. morn. Mar. 9.
I have another letter from Mr. Lovelace, altho' I had not answer'd his former.
This man, some how or other, knows every thing that passes in our family: My confinement; Hannah's dismission; and more of the resentments and resolutions of my father, uncles; and brother, than I can possibly know, and almost as soon as things happen. He cannot come at these intelligences fairly.
He is excessively uneasy upon what he hears; and his expressions both of love to me, and resentment to them, are very fervent. He sollicits me much 'To engage my honour to him, Never to have Mr. Solmes.' I think I may fairly promise him that I will not.
He begs, 'That I will not think he is endeavouring to make to himself a merit at any man's expence, since he hopes to obtain my favour on the foot of his own; nor that he seeks to intimidate me into a consideration for him. But declares, that the treatment he meets with from my family is so intolerable, that he is perpetually reproached for not resenting it; and that as well by Lord M. and his two aunts, as by all his other friends: And if he must have no hope from me, he cannot answer for what his despair will make him do.'
Indeed, he says, his relations, the Ladies particularly, advise him to have recourse to a legal remedy: 'But how, he asks, can a man of honour go to law for verbal abuses, given by people intitled to wear swords?'
You see, my dear, that my mamma seems as apprehensive of mischief as I, and has indirectly offer'd to let Shorey carry my answer to the letter he sent me before.
He is full of the favour of the Ladies of his family to me: To whom, nevertheless, I am personally a stranger; except, that once I saw Miss Patty Montague at Mrs. Knollys's.
It is natural, I believe, for a person to be the more desirous of making new friends, in proportion as she loses the favour of old ones: Yet, had I rather appear amiable in the eyes of my own relations, and in your eyes, than in those of all the world besides: -But these four Ladies of his family have such excellent characters, that one cannot but wish to be thought well of by them. Cannot there be a way to find out by Mrs. Fortescue's means, or by Mr. Hickman, who has some knowledge of Lord M. (covertly, however), what their opinions are of the present situation of things in our family; and of the little likelihood there is, that ever the alliance once approved of by them, can take effect? -I cannot, for my own part, think so well of myself, as to imagine, that they can wish him to persevere in his views with regard to me, through such contempts and discouragements- Not that it would concern me, should they advise him to the contrary. -By my Lord's signing Mr. Lovelace's former letter; by Mr. Lovelace's assurances of the continued favour of all his relations; and by the report of others; I seem to stand still high in their favour: But, methinks, I would be glad to have this confirmed to me, as from themselves, by the lips of an indifferent person; and the rather, as they are known to put a value upon their alliance, fortunes, and family; and take it amiss, as they have reason, to be included by ours in the contempt thrown upon their kinsman.
Curiosity at present is all my motive: Nor will there ever, I hope, be a stronger, notwithstanding your questionable throbs: Even were Mr. Lovelace to be less exceptionable than he is.
I have answer'd his letters. If he take me at my word, I shall need to be the less sollicitous for his relations opinions in my favour: And yet one would be glad to be well thought of by the worthy. This is the substance of my letter:
'I express my surprize at his knowing (and so early) all that passes here. I assure him, That were there not such a man in the world, as himself, I would not have Mr. Solmes.'
I tell him, 'That to return, as I understand he does, defiances for defiances, to my relations, is far from being a proof with me, either of his politeness, or of the consideration he pretends to have for me.
'That the moment I hear he visits any of my friends without their consent, I will make a resolution, never to see him more, if I can help it.'
I apprise him, 'That I am conniv'd at in sending this letter (altho' no one has seen the contents), provided it shall be the last I will ever write to him: That I had more than once told him, that the Single Life was my choice: And this, before Mr. Solmes was introduced as a visitor in our family: That Mr. Wyerley, and other gentlemen, knew it well to be my choice, before he was acquainted with any of us: That I had never been induced to receive a line from him on the subject, but that I thought he had not acted ungenerously by my brother; and yet had not been so handsomely treated by my friends, as he might have expected: That had he even my friends of his side, I should have very great objections to him, were I to get over my choice of a Single Life, so really preferable to me as it is; and that I should have declared as much to him, had I regarded him as more than a common visitor. On all these accounts, I desire, that the one more letter which I will allow him to deposite in the usual place, may be the very last; and That only, to acquaint me with his acquiescence, that it shall be so; at least till happier times!'
This last I put in, that he may not be quite desperate. But if he take me at my word, I shall be rid of one of my tormentors.
I have promised to lay before you all his letters, and my answers: I repeat that promise: And am the less sollicitous for that reason, to amplify upon the contents of either. But I cannot too often express my vexation, to be driven to such streights and difficulties, here at home, as oblige me to answer letters (from a man I had not absolutely intended to encourage, and had really great objections to) filled as his are with such warm protestations, and written to me with a spirit of expectation.
For, my dear, you never knew so bold a supposer. As commentators find beauties in an author, which the author perhaps was a stranger to; so he sometimes compliments me in high strains of gratitude, for favours, and for a consideration, which I never designed him; insomuch that I am frequently under a necessity of explaining away the attributed goodness, which if I shew'd him, I should have the less opinion of myself.
In short, my dear, like a restiff horse, he pains one's hands, and half disjoints one's arms, to rein him in. And, when you see his letters, you must form no judgment upon them, till you have read my answers: If you do, you will indeed think you have cause to attribute self-deceit, and throbs, and glows to your friend: -And yet, at other times, the contradictory creature complains, that I shew him as little favour, and my friends as much inveteracy, as if in the rencounter betwixt my brother and him, he had been the aggressor; and as if the catastrophe had been as fatal, as it might have been.
If he has a design by this conduct (sometimes complaining of my shyness, at others exulting in my imaginary favours) to induce me at one time to acquiesce with his compliments, at another to be more complaisant for his complaints; and if the contradiction be not the effect of his inattention and giddiness; I shall think him as deep and as artful (too probably, as practised) a creature, as ever lived: and were I to be sure of it, should hate him, if possible, worse than I do Solmes.
But enough for the present of a creature so very various!-

### v1 LETTER XXVII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday night, March 9.
I have no patience with any of the people you are with. I know not what to advise you to do. How do you know, that you are not punishable for being the cause, tho' to your own loss, that the will of your grandfather is not comply'd with? -Wills are sacred things, child. You see, that they, even they, think so, who imagine they suffer by a will, thro' the distinction paid you in it.
I allow of all your noble reasonings for what you did at the time: But since such a charming, such a generous instance of filial duty, is to go thus unrewarded; Why should you not resume?
Your grandfather knew the family-failing: He knew what a noble spirit you had to do good. -He himself, perhaps (excuse me, my dear), had done too little in his life-time; and therefore he put it in your power to make up for the defects of the whole family. Were it to me, I would resume it. Indeed I would.
You will say, you cannot do it, while you are with them. I don't know that. Do you think they can use you worse than they do? -And is it not your right? And do they not make use of your own generosity to oppress you? Your uncle Harlowe is one trustee, your cousin Morden is the other: Insist upon your right to your uncle; and write to your cousin Morden about it. This, I dare say, will make them alter their behaviour to you.
Your insolent brother, what has he to do to controul you? -Were it me (I wish it were for one month, and no more), I'd shew him the difference. I'd be in my own mansion, pursuing my charming schemes, and making all around me happy. I'd set up my own chariot. I'd visit them when they deserv'd it. But when my brother and sister gave themselves airs, I'd let them know, that I was their sister, and not their servant: And, if that did not do, I would shut my gates against them; and bid them be company for each other.-
It must be confess'd, however, that this brother and sister of yours, judging as such narrow spirits will ever judge, have some reason for treating you as they do. It must have long been a mortifying consideration to them (set disappointed love on her side, and avarice on his, out of the question) to be so much eclipsed by a younger sister. -Such a sun in a family, where there are none but faint twinklers, How could they bear it! -Why, my dear, they must look upon you as a prodigy among them: And prodigies, you know, tho' they obtain our admiration, never attract our love. The distance between you and them is immense. Their eyes ake to look up at you. What shades does your full day of merit cast upon them! -Can you wonder then, that they should embrace the first opportunity that offer'd, to endeavour to bring you down to their level?
Depend upon it, my dear, you will have more of it, and more still, as you bear it.
As to this odious Solmes, I wonder not at your aversion to him. It is needless to say any thing to you, who have so sincere an antipathy to him, to strengthen your dislike: Yet, who can resist her own talents? One of mine, as I have heretofore said, is to give an ugly likeness. Shall I indulge it? -I will, And the rather, as, in doing so, you will have my opinion in justification of your aversion to him, and in approbation of a steadiness, that I ever admired, and must for ever approve in your temper.
I was twice in this wretch's company. At one of the times your Lovelace was there. I need not mention to you, who have such a pretty curiosity, tho' at present, only a curiosity, you know! the unspeakable difference!-
Lovelace entertain'd the company in his lively gay way, and made every-body laugh at one of his stories. It was before this creature was thought of for you. Solmes laugh'd too. It was, however, his laugh: For his first three years, at least, I imagine, must have been one continual fit of crying; and his muscles have never yet been able to recover a risible tone. His very smile (you never saw him smile I believe; never at least gave him cause to smile) is so little natural to his features, that it appears in him, as hideous as the grin of a man in malice.
I took great notice of him, as I do of all the noble Lords of the creation, in their peculiarities; and was disgusted, nay, shock'd at him even then. I was glad I remember, on that particular occasion, to see his strange features recovering their natural gloominess; tho' they did this but slowly, as if the muscles which contributed to his distortions, had turn'd upon rusty springs.
What a dreadful thing must even the Love of such a husband be! For my part, were I his wife! (-But what have I done to myself, to make but such a supposition?) I should never have comfort but in his absence, or when I was quarreling with him. A splenetic Lady, who must have somebody to find fault with, might indeed be brought to endure such a wretch: The sight of him would always furnish out the occasion, and all her servants, for That reason, and for That only, would have cause to bless their master. But how grievous, and apprehensive a thing must it be for his wife, had she the least degree of delicacy, to catch herself in having done something to oblige him?
So much for his person: As to the other half of him, he is said to be an insinuating, creeping mortal to any-body he hopes to be a gainer by: An insolent, over-bearing one, where he has no such views: And is not this the genuine spirit of meanness? -He is reported to be spiteful and malicious, even to the whole family of any single person, who has once disobliged him; and to his own relations most of all. I am told, that they are none of them such wretches as himself. This may be one reason, why he is for disinheriting them.
My Kitty, from one of his domestics, tells me, that his tenants hate him: And that he never had a servant who spoke well of him. Vilely suspicious of their wronging him, probably from the badness of his own heart, he is always changing.
His pockets, they say, are continually cramm'd with keys: So that when he would treat a guest (a friend he has not out of your family), he is half as long puzzling which is which, as his niggardly treat might be concluded in. -And if it be wine, he always fetches it himself: Nor has he much trouble in doing so; for he has very few visitors-only those, whom business or necessity brings: For a gentleman who can help it, would rather be benighted, than put up at his house.
Yet this is the man they have found out, for the sake of considerations as sordid as those he is govern'd by, for a husband (that is to say, for a Lord and Master) for Miss Clarissa Harlowe!
But perhaps, he may not be quite so miserable as he is represented. Characters extremely good, or extremely bad, are seldom justly given. Favour for a person will exalt the one, as disfavour will sink the other. But your uncle Antony has told my mamma, who objected to his covetousness, that it was intended to tie him up, as he called it, to your own terms; which would be with a hempen, rather than a matrimonial cord, I dare say! But, is not this a plain indication, that even his own recommenders think him a mean creature; and that he must be articled with-perhaps for necessaries? But enough, and too much, of such a mortal as this! -You must not have him, my dear-That I am clear in-tho' not so clear, how you will be able to avoid it, except you assert the independence which your estate gives you.
Here my mamma broke in upon me. She wanted to see what I had written. I was silly enough to read Solmes's character to her.
She own'd, that the man was not the most desirable of men; had not the happiest appearance: But what was person in a man? And I was chidden for setting you against complying with your father's will. Then follow'd a lecture upon the preference to be given in favour of a man who took care to discharge all his obligations to the world, and to keep all together, in opposition to a spendthrift or profligate: A fruitful subject, you know, whether any particular person be meant by it, or not: Why will these wise parents, by saying too much against the persons they dislike, put one upon defending them? Lovelace is not a spendthrift; owes not obligations to the world; tho', I doubt not, profligate enough. Then, putting one upon doing such but common justice, we must needs be prepossessed, truly! -And so we are put, perhaps, upon curiosities first, how such a one or his friends may think of one;-And then, but too probably, a distinguishing preference, or something that looks like it, comes in.
My mamma charg'd me, at last, to write that side over again. -But excuse me, my good mamma! I would not have the character lost upon any consideration; since my vein ran freely into it: And I never wrote to please myself, but I pleased you. A very good reason why: -We have but one mind between us-Only, that sometimes you are a little too grave, methinks; I, no doubt, a little too flippant in your opinion.
This difference in our tempers, however, is probably the reason that we love one another so well, that, in the words of Norris, no third love can come in between: Since each, in the other's eye, having something amiss, and each loving the other well enough to bear being told of it; and the rather, perhaps, as neither wishes to mend it; This takes off a good deal from that rivalry which might encourage a little, if not a great deal, of that latent spleen, which in time might rise into envy, and That into ill-will. So, my dear, if This be the case, let each keep her fault, and much good may do her with it, say I: For there is constitution in both to plead for it: And what an hero or heroine must he or she be, who can conquer a constitutional fault? Let it be avarice, as in some I dare not name: Let it be gravity, as in my best friend: Or let it be flippancy, as in-I need not say whom.
It is proper to acquaint you, that I was obliged to comply with my mamma's curiosity. -My mamma has her share, her full share, of curiosity, my dear- and to let her see here and there, some passages of your letters.-
I am broke in upon-But I will tell you by-and-by, what passed between my mamma and me, on this occasion-And the rather, as she had her Girl, her favourite Hickman, and your Lovelace, all at once in her eye.-
Thus it was:
'I cannot but think, Nancy, said she, after all, that there is a little hardship in Miss Harlowe's case: And yet, as her mamma says, it is a grating thing to have a child, who was always noted for her duty in smaller points, to stand in opposition to her parents will, in the greater; yea, in the greatest of all. And now, to middle the matter between both, it is pity, that the man they insist upon her accepting has not that sort of merit, which so delicate a mind as Miss Harlowe's might reasonably expect in a husband. -But then, this man is surely preferable to a libertine: To a libertine too, who has had a duel with her own brother. Fathers and mothers must think so, were it not for that circumstance-And it is strange if they do not know best.'
And so they must, thought I, from their experience, if no little, dirty views give them also that prepossession in one man's favour, which they are so apt to censure their daughters for having in another's-And if, as I may add in your case, they have no creeping, old, musty, uncle Antony's to strengthen their prepossessions, as he does my mamma's-Poor, creeping, positive soul, what has such an old bachelor as he to do, to prate about the duties of children to parents; unless he had a notion that parents owe some to their children? But your mamma, by her indolent meekness, let me call it, has spoiled all the three brothers.
'But you see, child, proceeded my mamma, what a different behaviour Mine is to You. I recommend to you one of the soberest, yet politest, men in England.-'
I think little of my mamma's politest, my dear. She judges of honest Hickman for her daughter, as she would have done, I suppose, twenty years ago, for herself: For Hickman appears to me to be a man of that antiquated cut; as to his mind I mean: A great deal too much upon the formal, you must needs think him to be, yourself.
'Of a good family, continued my mamma; a fine, clear, and improving estate (a prime consideration with my mamma, as well as with some other folks, whom you know): And I beg and I pray you to encourage him: At least, not to use him the worse, for his being so obsequious to you.'
Yes, indeed! To use him kindly, that he may treat me familiarly-But distance to the men-wretches is best-I say.
'Yet all will hardly prevail upon you to do as I would have you. What would you say, were I to treat you as Miss Harlowe's father and mother treat her?'
'What would I say, Madam! -That's easily answer'd. I would SAY nothing. Can you think such usage, and to such a young lady, is to be borne?'
'Come, come, Nancy, be not so hasty: You have heard but one side; and that there is more to be said is plain, by your reading to me, but parts of her letters. They are her parents. They must know best. Miss Harlowe, as fine a child as she is, must have done something, must have said something (you know how they lov'd her), to make them use her thus.'
'But if she should be blameless, Madam, how does your own supposition condemn them?'
Then came up Solmes's great estate; his good management of it-'A little too NEAR indeed,' was the word! -(O how money-lovers, thought I, will palliate! Yet my mamma is a princess in spirit to this Solmes!) 'What strange effects have prepossession and love upon young ladies!'
I don't know how it is, my dear; but people take strange delight in finding out folks in love; Curiosities beget curiosities: I believe that's the thing!
She proceeded to praise Mr. Lovelace's person, and his qualifications natural and acquired: But then she would judge as mothers will judge, and as daughters are very loth to judge: -But could say nothing in answer to your offer of living single; and breaking with him-if-if-(three or four If's she made of one good one, If) that could be depended on, she said.
But still obedience without reserve, reason what I will, is the burden of my mamma's song: And This, for my sake, as well as yours.
I must needs say, that I think duty to parents is a very meritorious excellence: But I bless God I have not your trials. We can all be good when we have no temptation nor provocation to the contrary: -But few young persons (who can help themselves too) would bear what you bear.
I will not mention all that is upon my mind, in relation to the behaviour of your father and uncles, and the rest of them, because I would not offend you: But I have now a higher opinion of my own sagacity, than ever I had, in that I could never cordially love any one of your family but yourself. I am not born to like them. But it is my duty to be sincere to my friend: And this will excuse her Anna Howe to Miss Clarissa Harlowe. I ought indeed to have excepted your mamma; a lady to be reverenced; and now to be pity'd. What must have been her treatment, to be thus subjugated, as I may call it? Little did the good old Viscount think, when he married his darling, his only, daughter to so well-appearing a gentleman, and to her own liking too, that she would have been so much kept down. Another would call your father a tyrant, if you will not: All the world indeed would: And if you love your mother, you should not be very angry at the world for taking that liberty. Yet, after all, I cannot help thinking, that she is the less to be pitied, as she may be said (be the gout, or what will, the occasion of his moroseness) to have long behaved unworthy of her birth and fine qualities, in yielding to incroaching spirits (you may confine the reflection to your brother, if it will pain you to extend it); and This for the sake of preserving a temporary peace to herself; which is the less worth attempting to preserve, as it always produced a strength in the will of others, and a weakness in her own, that has subjected her to an arbitrariness which grew, and became established, upon her patience. -And now to give up the most deserving of her children, against her judgment, a sacrifice to the ambition and selfishness of the least deserving -But I fly from this subject-having, I fear, said too much to be forgiven for-and yet much less than is in my heart to say upon the over-meek subject.
Mr. Hickman is expected from London this evening. I have desired him to inquire after Lovelace's life and conversation in town. If he has not, I shall be very angry with him. Don't expect a very good account of either. He is certainly an intriguing wretch, and full of inventions.
Upon my word, I most heartily despise that sex! I wish they would let our fathers and mothers alone; teazing them to teaze us with their golden promises, and protestations, and settlements, and the rest of their ostentatious nonsense. How charmingly might you and I live together, and despise them all! -But to be cajoled, wire-drawn, and insnared, like silly birds, into a state of bondage, or vile subordination: To be courted as princesses for a few weeks, in order to be treated as slaves for the rest of our lives-Indeed, my dear, as you say of Solmes, I cannot endure them! - But for your relations ( friends no more will I call them, unworthy as they are even of the other name!) to take such a wretch's price as That; and to the cutting off all reversions from his own family! -How must a mind but commonly just resist such a measure!
Mr. Hickman shall sound Lord M. upon the subject you recommend. But beforehand, I can tell you what he and what his sisters will say, when they are sounded. Who would not be proud of such a relation as Miss Clarissa Harlowe? -Mrs. Fortescue told me, that they are all your very great admirers.
If I have not been clear enough in my advice about what you shall do, let me say, that I can give it in one word: It is only by re-urging you to Resume. If you do, all the rest will follow.
We are told here, that Mrs. Norton, as well as your aunt Hervey, has given her opinion on the implicit side of the question. If she can think, that the part she has had in your education, and your own admirable talents and acquirements, are to be thrown away upon such a worthless creature as Solmes, I could heartily quarrel with her. You may think I say this to lessen your regard for the good woman. And perhaps not wholly without cause, if you do. For, to own the truth, methinks, I don't love her so well as I should do, did you love her so apparently less, that I could be out of doubt, that you love me better.
Your mamma tells you, 'That you will have great trials: That you are under your papa's discipline.' - The word's enough for me to despise them who give occasion for its use! -'That it is out of her power to help you!' And again: 'That if you have any favour to hope for, it must be by the mediation of your uncles!' I suppose you will write to the oddities; since you are forbid to see them! -But can it be, that such a lady, such a sister, such a wife, such a mother, has no influence in her own family? Who indeed, as you say, would marry, that can live single? My choler is again beginning to rise. RESUME, my dear: -And that's all I will give myself time to say further, lest I offend you, when I cannot serve you-Only this, that I am
Your truly affectionate friend and servant,
Anna Howe.

### v1 LETTER XXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, Mar. 10.
You will permit me, my dear, to touch upon a few passages in your last favour, that affect me sensibly.
In the first place, you must allow me to say, low as I am in spirits, that I am very angry with you for your reflections on my relations, particularly on my father, and on the memory of my grandfather. Nor, my dear, does your own mamma always escape the keen edge of your vivacity. One cannot one's self forbear to write or speak freely of those we love and honour; that is to say, when grief wrings the heart: But it goes against one to hear any body else take the same liberties. Then you have so very strong a manner of expression, where you take a distaste, that when passion has subsided, and I come by reflection to see by your severity what I have given occasion for, I cannot help condemning myself. Let me then, as matters arise, make my complaints to you; but be it your part to soothe and soften my angry passions, by such advice as nobody better knows how to give: And this the rather, as you know what an influence your advice has upon me.
I cannot help owning, that I am pleased to have you join with me in opinion of the contempt which Mr. Solmes deserves from me. But yet, permit me to say, that he is not quite so horrible a creature as you make him: As to his person, I mean; for with regard to his mind, by all I have heard, you have done him but justice: But you have such a talent at an ugly likeness, and such a vivacity, that they sometimes carry you out of verisimilitude. In short, my dear, I have known you, in more instances than one, sit down resolved to write all that wit, rather than strict justice, could suggest upon the given occasion: Perhaps it may be thought, that I should say the less on this particular subject, because your dislike to him arises from love to me: But should it not be our aim to judge of ourselves, and of every thing that affects us, as we may reasonably imagine other people would judge of us, and of our actions?
As to the advice you give, to resume my estate, I am determin'd not to litigate with my papa, let what will be the consequence to myself. I may give you, at another time, a more particular answer to your reasonings on this subject: But, at present, will only observe, that it is my opinion, that Lovelace himself would hardly think me worth addressing, were he to know this to be my resolution. These men, my dear, with all their flatteries, look forward to the Permanent. Indeed, it is fit they should. For Love must be a very foolish thing to look back upon, when it has brought persons born to affluence into indigence; and laid a generous mind under the hard necessity of obligation and dependence.
You very ingeniously account for the love we bear to one another, from the difference in our tempers. I own, I should not have thought of That. There may possibly be something in it: But whether there be, or not, whenever I am cool, and give myself time to reflect, I will love you the better for the correction you give me, be as severe as you will upon me. Spare me not therefore, my dear friend, whenever you think me in the least faulty. I love your agreeable raillery: You know I always did: Nor, however over-serious you think me, did I ever think you flippant, as you harshly call it. One of the first conditions of our mutual friendship was, that each should say or write to the other whatever was upon her mind, without any offence to be taken: A condition, that is indeed an indispensable in all friendship.
I knew your mamma would be for implicit obedience in a child. I am sorry my case is so circumstanced, that I cannot comply: As my Mrs. Norton says, it would be my duty to do so, if I could. You are indeed very happy, that you have nothing but your own agreeable, yet whimsical, humours to contend with, in the choice she invites you to make of Mr. Hickman! -How happy should I be, to be treated with so much lenity! I should blush to have my mamma say, that she begg'd and pray'd me, and all in vain, to encourage a man so unexceptionable as Mr. Hickman.
Indeed, my beloved Miss Howe, I am asham'd to have your mamma say, with Me in her view, 'What strange effects have Prepossession and Love upon young creatures of our sex!' This touches me the more sensibly, because you yourself, my dear, are so ready to persuade me into it. I should be very blameable to endeavour to hide any the least by as upon my mind, from you: And I cannot but say,-that this man-this Lovelace-is a person that might be liked well enough, if he bore such a character as Mr. Hickman bears; and even if there were hopes of reclaiming him: But Love, methinks, as short a word as it is, has a broad sound with it. Yet do I find, that one may be driven, by violent measures, step by step, as it were, into something that may be called-I don't know what to call it-A conditional kind of liking, or so:-But as to the word Love-justifiable and charming as it is in some cases (that is to say, in all the relative, in all the social, and, what is still beyond both, in all our superior duties, in which it may be properly called divine); it has, methinks, in this narrow, circumscribed, selfish, peculiar sense, no very pretty sound with it: Treat me as freely as you will in all other respects, I will love you, as I have said, the better for your friendly freedom: But, methinks, I could be glad, for Sex-sake, that you would not let this imputation pass so glibly from your pen, or your lips, as attributable to one of your own sex, whether I be the person or not: Since the other must have a double triumph, when a person of your delicacy (arm'd with such contempts of them all, as you would have one think) can give up a friend, with an exultation over her weakness, as a silly, love-sick creature!
I could make some other observations upon the contents of your last two letters; but my mind is not free enough at present. The occasions for the above stuck with me; and I could not help taking the earliest notice of them.
I will now acquaint you with all proceedings here: But these shall be the subject of another Letter.

### v1 LETTER XXIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Saturday, March 11.
I have had such taunting messages, and such repeated avowals of ill-offices, brought me from my brother and sister, if I do not comply with their wills (delivered, too, with provoking sauciness by Betty Barnes), that I have thought it proper, before I enter'd upon my intended address to my uncles, in pursuance of the hint given me in my mamma's letter, to expostulate a little with them. But, I have done it in such a manner, as will give you (if you please to take it as you have done some parts of my former letters) great advantage over me. In short, you will have more cause than ever, to declare me far gone in Love, if my reasons for the change of my style, in these letters, with regard to Mr. Lovelace, do not engage your more favourable opinion. -For I have thought proper to give them their own way; and, since they will have it, that I have a preferable regard for Mr. Lovelace, I give them cause rather to confirm their opinion than doubt it.
These are my reasons in brief, for the alteration of my style.
In the first place, they have grounded their principal argument for my compliance with their will, upon my acknowlegements that my heart is free; and so supposing I give up no preferable person, my opposition has the look of downright obstinacy in their eyes; and they argue, that, at worst, my aversion to Solmes, is an aversion that may be easily surmounted, and ought to be surmounted in duty to my father, and for the promotion of family views.
Next, altho' they build upon this argument in order to silence me, they seem not to believe me, but treat me as violently, and as disgracefully, as if I were in love with one of my father's footmen: -So that my conditional willingness to give up Lovelace, has procur'd me no favour.
In the next place, I cannot but think, that my brother's antipathy to him is far from being well-grounded: His inordinate passion for the sex is his crime, that is always rung in my ears; and a very great one it is: But, does my brother recriminate upon him thus, in love to me? -No-His whole behaviour shews me, that That is not his motive, and that he thinks me rather in his way, than otherwise.
It is then the call of justice, as I may say, to speak up a little for a man, who, altho' provok'd by my brother, did not do him all the mischief he could have done him, and which my brother had endeavour'd to do him. It might not be amiss therefore, I thought, to alarm them a little with an apprehension, that the methods they are taking with me, are the very reverse of those they should take to answer the end they design by them: And after all, what is the compliment I make Mr. Lovelace, if I allow it to be thought, that I do really prefer him to such a man, as him they terrify me with? Then, my Miss Howe (concluded I) accuses me of a tameness, which subjects me to insults from my brother: I will keep that dear friend in my eye; and for all these considerations, try what a little of her spirit will do-sit it ever so aukwardly upon me.
In this way of thinking, I wrote to my brother and sister. This is my Letter to him.
Treated, as I am treated, and, in a great measure, if not wholly, by your instigations, brother, you must permit me to expostulate with you upon the occasion. It is not my intention to displease you in what I am going to write: And yet I must deal freely with you: The occasion calls for it.
And permit me, in the first place, to remind you, That I am your sister; and not your servant; and that, therefore, the bitter revilings and passionate language brought me from you, upon an occasion, in which you have no reason to prescribe to me, are neither worthy of my character to bear, or of yours to offer.
Put the case, that I were to marry the man you dislike, and that he were not to make a polite or tender husband, Is that a reason for you to be an unpolite and disobliging brother? -Why must you, Sir, anticipate my misfortunes, were such a case to happen? -Let me tell you plainly, that the husband who could treat me, as a wife, worse than you, of late, have treated me as a sister, must be a barbarous man indeed.
Ask yourself, I pray you, Sir, If you would thus have treated your sister Bella, had she thought fit to receive the addresses of the man so much hated by you? -If not, let me caution you, my brother, not to take your measures by what you think will be borne, but rather by what ought to be offer'd.
How would you take it, if you had a brother, who, in a like case, were to act by you, as you do by me? You cannot but remember what a laconic answer you gave even to my papa, who recommended to you Miss Nelly D'Oily: -You did not like her, were your words: And that was thought sufficient.
You must needs think, that I cannot but know to whom to attribute my disgraces, when I recollect my papa's indulgence to me, in permitting me to decline several offers; and to whom, that a common cause is endeavoured to be made, in favour of a man whose person and manners are more exceptionable, than those of any of the gentlemen I have been permitted to refuse.
I offer not to compare the two men together: Nor is there, indeed, the least comparison to be made between them. All the difference to the one's disadvantage, if I did, is but in one point-Of the greatest importance, indeed-But to whom of most importance? -To myself, surely, were I to encourage his application: -Of the least to you. Nevertheless, if you do not, by your strange policies, unite that man and me as joint-sufferers in one cause, you shall find me as much resolv'd to renounce him, as I am to refuse the other. I have made an overture to this purpose: I hope you will not give me reason to confirm my apprehensions, that it will be owing to you, if it be not accepted.
It is a sad thing, to have it to say, without being conscious of ever having given you cause of offence, that I have in you a brother, but not a friend.
Perhaps you will not condescend to enter into the reasons of your late conduct with a foolish sister: But, if politeness, if civility, be not due to that character, and to my sex, justice is.
Let me take the liberty further to observe, that the principal end of a young gentleman's education at the university, is, to learn him to reason justly, and to subdue the violence of his passions: I hope, brother, that you will not give room for any-body who knows us both, to conclude, that the toilette has learned the one more of the latter doctrine, than the university has taught the other. I am truly sorry to have cause to say, that I have heard it often remarked, that your uncontrouled passions are not a credit to your liberal education.
I hope, Sir, that you will excuse the freedom I have taken with you: You have given me too much reason for it, and you have taken much greater with me, without reason;-so, if you are offended, ought to look at the cause, and not at the effect: -Then examining yourself, that cause will cease, and there will not be any-where a more accomplish'd gentleman than my brother.
Sisterly affection, I do assure you, Sir (unkindly, as you have used me), and not the pertness which of late you have been so apt to impute to me, is my motive in this hint. Let me invoke your returning kindness, my only brother! And give me cause, I beseech you, to call you my compassionating friend. For I am, and ever will be,
Your affectionate sister,
Cl. Harlowe.
This is my brother's answer.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
I know, there will be no end of your impertinent scribble, if I don't write to you. I write therefore: But, without entring into argument with such a conceited and pert preacher and questioner, it is, to forbid you to plague me with your quaint nonsense. I know not what Wit in a woman is good for, but to make her over-value herself, and despise everybody else. Yours, Miss Pert, has set you above your duty, and above being taught or prescrib'd to, either by parents, or any-body else-But go on, Miss, your mortification will be the greater; That's all, child. It shall, I assure you, if I can make it so, so long as you prefer that villainous Lovelace, who is justly hated by all your family. We see by your Letter now, as well as we too justly suspected before, most evidently, what hold he has got of your forward heart. But the stronger the hold, the greater must be the force (and you shall have enough of that) to tear such a miscreant from it. In me, notwithstanding your saucy lecturing, and as saucy reflections before, you are sure of a friend, as well as a brother, if it be not your own fault. But if you will still think of such a husband as that Lovelace, never expect either in
Ja. Harlowe.
I will now give you a copy of my letter to my sister; with her unsisterly answer.
In what, my dear sister, have I offended you, that instead of endeavouring to soften my father's anger against me (as I am sure, I should have done for you, had my unhappy case been yours) you should, in so hard-hearted a manner, join to aggravate not only his displeasure, but my mamma's against me. Make but my case your own, my dear Bella; and suppose you were commanded to marry Mr. Lovelace (to whom you are believed to have an antipathy), would you not think it a very grievous injunction? -Yet cannot your dislike to Mr. Lovelace be greater than mine is to Mr. Solmes. Nor are Love and Hatred voluntary passions.
My brother may, perhaps, think it a proof of a manly spirit, to be an utter stranger to the gentle passions. We have both heard him boast, that he never loved with distinction; and, having predominating passions, and checked in his first attempt, perhaps he never will: It is the less wonder then, raw from the college, so lately himself the tutored, that he should set up for a tutor, a prescriber to our gentler sex, whose tastes and manners are differently formed; For what, according to his account, are colleges, but classes of tyrants, from the upper students over the lower, and from them to the tutor? -That he, with such masculine passions, should endeavour to controul and bear down an unhappy sister, in a case where his antipathy, and, give me leave to say, his ambition (once you would have allowed the latter to be his fault), can be gratify'd by so doing, may not be quite so much to be wonder'd at-But, that a sister should give up the cause of a sister, and join with him to set her father and mother against her, in a case relative to sex; in a case that might have been her own- Indeed, my Bella, this is not pretty in you.
There was a time that Mr. Lovelace was thought reclaimable, and when it was far from being deem'd a censurable view to hope to bring back to the paths of virtue and honour, a man of his sense and understanding. I am far from wishing to make the experiment: -But nevertheless will say, That if I have not a regard for him, the disgraceful methods taken to compel me to receive the addresses of such a man as Mr. Solmes, are enough to inspire it.
Do you, my sister, for one moment, lay aside all prejudice, and compare the two men in their births, their educations, their persons, their understandings, their manners, their air, and their whole deportments; and in their fortunes too, taking in reversions; And then judge of both: Yet, as I have frequently offer'd, I will live single with all my heart, if that will do.
I cannot thus live in displeasure and disgrace! -I would, if I could, oblige all my friends-But will it be just, will it be honest, to marry a man I cannot endure? -If I have not been used to oppose the will of my father, but have always delighted to oblige and obey, judge of the strength of my antipathy, by the painful opposition I am obliged to make, and cannot help it.
Pity then, my dearest Bella, my sister, my friend, my companion, my adviser, as you used to be when I was happy, and plead for,
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.
To Miss Clary Harlowe.
Let it be pretty, or not pretty, in your wife opinion, I shall speak my mind, I'll assure you, both of you and your conduct, in relation to this detested Lovelace. You are a fond, foolish girl, with all your wisdom. Your letter shews that enough in twenty places. And as to your cant of living single, nobody will believe you. This is one of your fetches to avoid complying with your duty, and the will of the most indulgent parents in the world, as yours have been to you, I am sure-Tho' now they see themselves finely requited for it.
We all, indeed, once thought your temper soft and amiable: But why was it? -You never was contradicted before: You had always your own way. But no sooner do you meet with opposition in your wishes to throw yourself away upon a vile rake, but you shew what you are! -You cannot love Mr. Solmes! that's the pretence; but sister, sister, let me tell you, that is because Lovelace has got into your fond heart: A wretch hated, justly hated, by us all; and who has dipped his hands in the blood of your brother: -Yet him you would make our relation, would you?
I have no patience with you, but for putting the case of my liking such a vile wretch as him. As to the encouragement you pretend he received formerly from all our family, it was before we knew him to be so vile: And the proofs that had such force upon us, ought to have had some upon you: -And would, had you not been a foolish forward girl; as on this occasion every-body sees you are.
O how you run out in favour of the wretch! - His birth, his education, his person, his understanding, his manners, his air, his fortune-Reversions too taken in to augment the surfeiting catalogue! What a fond string of love-sick praises is here! - And yet you would live single-Yes, I warrant! - When so many imaginary perfections dance before your dazled eye! -But no more-I only desire, that you will not, while you seem to have such an opinion of your wit, think every one else a fool; and that you can at pleasure, by your whining flourishes, make us all dance after your lead.
Write as often as you will, this shall be the last answer or notice you shall have upon this subject from
Arabella Harlowe.
I had in readiness a letter for each of my uncles; and meeting in the garden a servant of my uncle Harlowe, I gave them to him to deliver according to their respective directions. If I am to form a judgment by the answers I have received from my brother and sister, as above, I must not, I doubt, expect any good from them. But when I have try'd every expedient, I shall have the less to blame myself for, if any thing unhappy should fall out. I will send you copies of both, when I shall see what notice they will be thought worthy of, if of any.

### v1 LETTER XXX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday night, March 12.
This man, this Lovelace, gives me great uneasiness. He is extremely bold and rash. He was this afternoon at our church: In hopes to see me, I suppose: And yet, if he had such hopes, his usual intelligence must have failed him.
Shorey was at church; and a principal part of her observation was upon his haughty and proud behaviour, when he turn'd round in the pew where he sat, to our family-pew. -My papa and both my uncles were there; so were my mamma and sister. My brother happily was not! -They all came home in disorder. Nor did the congregation mind any-body but him; it being his first appearance there, since the unhappy rencounter.
What did the man come for, if he intended to look challenge and defiance, as Shorey says he did, and as others observed it seems as well as she? Did he come for my sake; and, by behaving in such a manner to those present of my family, imagine he was doing me either service or pleasure? -He knows how they hate him: Nor will he take pains, would pains do, to obviate their hatred.
You and I, my dear, have often taken notice of his pride; and you have rallied him upon it; and instead of exculpating himself, he has own'd it; and, by owning it, has thought he has done enough.
For my own part, I thought pride, in his case, an improper subject for raillery. -People of birth and fortune to be proud, is so needless, so mean a vice! - If they deserve respect, they will have it, without requiring it. In other words, for persons to endeavour to gain respect by a haughty behaviour, is to give a proof that they mistrust their own merit: To make confession that they know that their actions will not attract it. -Distinction or Quality may be prided in by those to whom distinction or quality is a new thing. And then the reflection and contempt which such bring upon themselves, by it, is a counter-balance.
Such added advantages too, as this man has in his person and mien; learned also, as they say he is;- Such a man to be haughty, to be imperious! -The lines of his own face at the same time condemning him-How wholly inexcusable! -Proud of what? Not of doing well: The only justifiable pride. - Proud of exterior advantages! -Must not one be led by such a stop-short pride, as one may call it, in him or her who has it, to mistrust the interior. Some people may indeed be afraid, that if they did not assume, they would be trampled upon. A very narrow fear, however, since they trample upon themselves who can fear this. But this man must be secure, that humility would be an ornament to him.
He has talents, indeed: But those talents, and his personal advantages, have been snares to him. It is plain they have. And this shews, that, weigh'd in an equal balance, he would be found greatly wanting.
Had my friends confided, as they did at first, in that discretion which they do not accuse me of being defective in, I dare say I should have found him out: And then should have been as resolute to dismiss him, as I was to dismiss others, and as I am never to have Mr. Solmes. O that they did but know my heart! - It shall sooner burst, than voluntarily, uncompelled, undriven, dictate a measure that shall cast a slur either upon them, my sex, or myself.
Excuse me, my dear friend, for these grave soliloquies, as I may call them. How have I run from reflection to reflection! But the occasion is recent! - They are all in commotion below upon it!
Shorey says, that he watched my mamma's eye, and bowed to her: And she return'd the compliment. He always admir'd my mamma. She would not, I believe, have hated him, had she not been bid to hate him; and had it not been for the rencounter between him and her only son.
Dr. Lewin was at church; and observing, as every-one else did, the disorder into which Mr. Lovelace's appearance had put all our family, was so good as to engage him in conversation, when the service was over, till they were all gone to their coaches.
My father it seems is more and more incensed against me. And so are my uncles: They had my letters in the morning. Their answers, if they vouchsafe to answer me, will demonstrate, I doubt not, the unseasonableness of this rash man's presence at our church.
They are angry, it seems, at my mamma, for returning his compliment. What an enemy is hatred, even to the common forms of civility! which, however, more distinguish the payer of a compliment, than the receiver. But they all see, they say, that there is but one way to put an end to his insults. So I shall suffer: And in what will the rash man have benefited himself, or mended his prospects?
I am extremely apprehensive, that this worse than ghost-like appearance of his, bodes some still bolder step. If he come hither (and very desirous he is of my leave to come), I am afraid there will be murder. To avoid That, if there were no other way, I would most willingly be bury'd alive.
They are all in consultation: Upon my letters, I suppose: So they were in the morning, which occasion'd my uncles to be at our church. I will send you the copies of those letters, as I promised in my last, when I see whether I can give you their answers with them. This letter is all-I cannot-tell-what-the effect of apprehension and displeasure at the man who has occasioned these apprehensions: Six lines would have contained all that is in it to the purpose of my story.
Cl. H.
(See Letter xxxvi. for Mr. Lovelace's account of his behaviour and intentions in his appearance at their church. )

### v1 LETTER XXXI.

Mr. Lovelace, to John Belford, Esq;.
Monday, March 13.
In vain dost thou and thy compeers press me to go to town, while I am in such an uncertainty as I am at present with this proud Beauty. All the ground I have hitherto gained with her, is intirely owing to her concern for the safety of people whom I have reason to hate.
Write then, thou biddest me, if I will not come. That, indeed, I can do; and as well without a subject, as with one. And what follows shall be a proof of it.
The Lady's malevolent brother has now, as I told thee at M. Hall, introduced another man; the most unpromising in his person and qualities, the most formidable in his offers, that has yet appeared.
This man has, by his proposals, captivated every soul of the Harlowe's-Soul! did I say? -There is not a soul among them but my charmer's: And she, withstanding them All, is actually confin'd, and otherwise maltreated, by a Father the most gloomy and positive; at the instigation of a Brother the most arrogant and selfish-But thou knowest their characters; and I will not therefore fully my paper with them.
But is it not a confounded thing to be in love with one, who is the daughter, the sister, the niece, of a family I must eternally despise? And the devil of it, That Love increasing, with her-What shall I call it? -'Tis not scorn: -'Tis not pride: -'Tis not the insolence of an adored beauty: -But 'tis to virtue, it seems, that my difficulties are owing: And I pay for not being a sly sinner, an hypocrite: for being regardless of my reputation; for permitting slander to open its mouth against me. But is it necessary for such a one as I, who have been used to carry all before me, upon my own terms-I, who never inspir'd a Fear, that had not a discernibly-predominant mixture of Love in it; to be an hypocrite? -Well says the poet:
He who seems virtuous does but act a part;
And shews not his own nature, but his art.
Well, but, it seems, I must practise for This art, if I would succeed with this truly admirable creature! But why practise for it? -Cannot I indeed reform? - I have but one vice;-Have I, Jack? -Thou knowest my heart, if any man living does. As far as I know it myself, thou knowest it. -But 'tis a cursed deceiver -For it has many and many a time imposed upon its master- Master, did I say? That am I not now: Nor have I been, from the moment I beheld this angel of a woman: Prepared indeed as I was by her character, before I saw her: For what a mind must that be, which, tho' not virtuous itself, admires not virtue in another? -My visit to Arabella, owing to a mistake of the sisters, into which, as thou hast heard me say, I was led by the blundering uncle; who was to introduce me (but lately come from abroad) to the divinity, as I thought; but, instead of her, carry'd me to a mere mortal. And much difficulty had I, so fond and so forward my Lady, to get off, without forfeiting All with a family that I intended should give me a goddess.
I have boasted, that I was once in love before: - And indeed I thought I was. It was in my early manhood -with that Quality-jilt, whose infidelity I have vow'd to revenge upon as many of the sex as shall come into my power. I believe, in different climes, I have already sacrificed an hecatomb to my Nemesis, in pursuance of this vow. But upon recollecting what I was then, and comparing it with what I find in myself now, I cannot say, that I was ever in love before.
What was it then, dost thou ask me, since the disappointment had such effects upon me, when I found myself jilted, that I was hardly kept in my senses? - Why I'll tell thee what, as near as I can remember; for it was a great while ago: -It was-egad, Jack, I can hardly tell what it was-But a vehement aspiration after a novelty, I think-Those confounded Poets, with their celestially-terrene descriptions, did as much with me as the Lady: They fired my imagination, and set me upon a desire to become a goddess-maker. I must needs try my new-fledg'd pinions, in sonnet, clogy, and madrigal. I must have a Cynthia, a Stella, a Sacharissa, as well as the best of them: Darts, and flames, and the devil knows what, must I give to my Cupid. I must create beauty, and place it where nobody else could find it: And many a time have I been at a loss for a subject, when my new-created goddess has been kinder than it was proper for my plaintive sonnet she should be.
Then I had a vanity of another sort in my passion: I found myself well-received among the women in general; and I thought it a pretty lady-like tyranny (I was very young then, and very vain) to single out some one of the sex, to make half a score jealous. And I can tell thee, it had its effect: For many an eye have I made to sparkle with rival indignation: Many a cheek glow; and even many a fan have I caused to be snapped at a sister-beauty; accompany'd with a reflection, perhaps, at being seen alone with a wild young fellow, who could not be in private with both at once.
In short, Jack, it was more Pride than Love, as I now find it, that put me upon making such a confounded rout about losing this noble varletess. I thought she loved me at least as well as I believed I loved her: Nay, I had the vanity to suppose she could not help it. My friends were pleased with my choice. They wanted me to be shackled. For early did they doubt my morals, as to the sex. They saw, that the dancing, the singing, the musical Ladies were all fond of my company: For who (I am in a humour to be vain, I think!-for who) danc'd, who sung, who touch'd the string, whatever the instrument, with a better grace than thy friend?
I have no notion of playing the hypocrite so egregiously, as to pretend to be blind to qualifications which every-one sees and acknowleges. Such praise-begging hypocrisy! Such affectedly-disclaim'd attributes! Such contemptible praise traps! -But yet, shall my vanity extend only to personals, such as the gracefulness of dress, my debonnaire, and my assureance? -Self-taught, self-acquired, these! -For my Parts, I value not myself upon them. Thou wilt say, I have no cause. -Perhaps not: But if I had any thing valuable as to intellectuals, those are not my own: And to be proud of what a man is answerable for the abuse of, and has no merit in the right use of, is to strut, like the jay, in a borrowed plumage.
But to return to my fair jilt-I could not bear, that a woman, who was the first that had bound me in silken fetters (they were not iron ones, like those I now wear) should prefer a coronet to me: And when the bird was flown, I set more value upon it, than when I had it safe in my cage, and could visit it when I would.
But now am I in-deed in love. I can think of nothing, of no-body else, but the divine Clarissa Harlowe. -Harlowe! -How that hated word sticks in my throat-But I shall give her for it, the name of Love.
Clarissa!-O there's music in the name,
That soft'ning me to infant tenderness,
Makes my heart spring like the first leaps of life!
But could'st thou have thought that I, who think it possible for me to favour as much as I can be favoured; that I, who for this charming creature think of foregoing the life of honour for the life of shackles; could adopt those over-tender lines of Otway?
I check myself, and leaving the three first lines of the following of Dryden's to the family of the whiners, find the workings of the passion in my stormy soul better expressed by the three last:
Love various minds does variously inspire;
He stirs in gentle natures gentle fire:
Like that of incense on the altar laid. But raging flames tempestuous souls invade:
A fire, which ev'ry windy passion blows;
With pride it mounts, and with revenge it glows.
And with Revenge it shall glow! -For, dost thou think, that if it were not from the hope, That this stupid family are all combin'd to do my work for me, I would bear their insults? -Is it possible to imagine, that I would be brav'd as I am brav'd, threaten'd as I am threaten'd, by those who are afraid to see me; and by this brutal brother too, to whom I gave a life (A life, indeed, not worth my taking!); had I not a greater pride in knowing, that by means of his very Spy upon me, I am playing him off as I please; cooling, or inflaming, his violent passions, as may best suit my purposes; permitting so much to be reveal'd of my life and actions, and intentions, as may give him such a confidence in his double-fac'd agent, as shall enable me to dance his employer upon my own wires?
This it is, that makes my pride mount above my resentment. By this engine, whose springs I am continually oiling, I play them all off. The busy old tarpaulin uncle I make but my embassador to Queen Annabella Howe, to engage her (for example sake to her Princessly daughter) to join in their cause, and to assert an authority they are resolv'd, right or wrong (or I could do nothing), to maintain.
And what my motive, dost thou ask? No less than this, That my beloved shall find no protection out of my family; for, if I know hers, fly she must, or have the man she hates. This, therefore, if I take my measures right, and my Familiar fail me not, will secure her mine, in spight of them all; in spight of her own inflexible heart: Mine, without condition; without reformation promises; without the necessity of a siege of years, perhaps; and to be even then, after wearing the guise of a merit-doubting hypocrisy, at an uncertainty, upon a probation unapproved of- Then shall I have all the rascals, and rascalesses of the family come creeping to me: I prescribing to them; and bringing that sordidly-imperious brother to kneel at the foot-stool of my throne.
All my fear arises from the little hold I have in the heart of this charming frost-piece: Such a constant glow upon her lovely features: Eyes so sparkling: Limbs so divinely turn'd: Health so florid: Youth so blooming: Air so animated: To have an heart so impenetrable-And I, the hitherto successful Lovelace, the addressor-How can it be? -Yet there are people, and I have talk'd with some of them, who remember, that she was born: -Her nurse Norton boasts of her maternal offices in her earliest infancy; and in her education gradatim. -So that there is full proof, that she came not from above, all at once an angel! How then can she be so impenetrable?
But here's her mistake; nor will she be cured of it-She takes the man she calls her father (her mother had been faultless, had she not been her father's wife); she takes the men she calls her uncles; the fellow she calls her brother; and the poor contemptible she calls her sister; to be her father, to be her uncles, her brother, her sister; and that, as such, she owes to some of them reverence, to others respect, let them treat her ever so cruelly! -Sordid ties! Mere cradle-prejudices! -For had they not been imposed upon her by Nature, when she was in a perverse humour, or could she have chosen her relations, Would any of these have been among them?
How my heart rises at her preference of them to me when she is convinc'd of their injustice to me! Convinc'd that the alliance would do honour to them all-herself excepted; to whom every-one owes honour; and from whom the most princely family might receive it. But how much more will my heart rise with indignation against her, if I find she hesitates but one moment (however persecuted) about preferring me to the man she avowedly hates! But she cannot surely be so mean, as to purchase her peace with them at so dear a rate. She cannot give a sanction to projects form'd in malice, and founded in a selfishness (and that at her own expence) which she has spirit enough to despise in others; and ought to disavow, that we may not think her a Harlowe.
By this incoherent ramble thou wilt gather, that I am not likely to come up in haste; since I must endeavour first to obtain some assurance from the beloved of my soul, that I shall not be sacrific'd to such a wretch as Solmes! Woe be to the fair-one, if ever she be driven into my power (for I despair of a voluntary impulse in my favour), and I find a difficulty in obtaining this security!
That her indifference to me is not owing to the superior liking she has for any other man, is what rivets my chains: But take care, fair-one; take care, O thou most exalted of female minds, and loveliest of persons, how thou debasest thyself, by encouraging such a competition as thy sordid relations have set on foot in mere malice to me! -Thou wilt say I rave. And so I do!
Perdition catch my soul, but I do love her.
Else, could I bear the perpetual revilings of her implacable family? Else, could I basely creep about- not her proud father's house-but his paddock-and garden-walls? -Yet (a quarter of a mile's distance between us) not hoping to behold the least glimpse of her shadow? -Else, should I think myself repaid, amply repaid, if the fourth, fifth, or sixth midnight stroll, thro' unfrequented paths, and over briery inclosures, afford me a few cold lines; the even expected purport only to let me know, that she values the most worthless-person of her very worthless family, more than she values me; and that she would not write at all, but to induce me to bear insults, which un-man me to hear! -My lodging in the intermediate way, at a wretched alehouse; disguised like an inmate of it: Accommodations equally vile, as those I met with in my Westphalian journey. 'Tis well, that the necessity for all This arises not from scorn and tyranny; but is first imposed upon herself!
But was ever hero in romance (opposing giants and dragons excepted) called upon to harder trials? - Fortune and family, and reversionary grandeur, on my side! Such a wretched fellow my competitor! - Must I not be deplorably in love, that can go thro' these difficulties, encounter these contempts? By my soul, I am half asham'd of myself: I, who am perjur'd too, by priority of obligation, if I am faithful to any woman in the world!
And yet, why say I, I am half asham'd? -Is it not a glory to love her whom every-one who sees her, either loves, or reveres, or both? Dryden says,
The cause of Love can never be assign'd,
'Tis in no face;-But in the lover's mind.
And Cowley thus addresses Beauty as a mere imaginary;
Beauty! thou wild fantastic ape,
Who dost in ev'ry country change thy shape:
Here black; there brown; here tawny; and there white;
Thou flatterer! who comply'st with every sight!
Who hast no certain What, nor Where.
But both these, had they been her contemporaries, and known her, would have confess'd themselves mistaken: And, taking together person, mind, and behaviour, would have acknowleg'd the justice of the universal voice in her favour.
-Full many a Lady
I've ey'd with best regard; and many a time
Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear. For several virtues
Have I lik'd several women. Never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil. But She!-O She!
So perfect and so peerless is created,
Of ev'ry creature's best.-
Thou art curious to know, If I have not started a new game? -If it be possible for so universal a lover to be confined so long to one object? Thou knowest nothing of this charming creature, that thou canst put such questions to me; or thinkest thou know'st me better than thou dost. All that's excellent in her sex is this Lady! -Until by matrimonial, or equal intimacies, I have found her less than angel, it is impossible to think of any other. Then there are so many stimulatives to such a spirit as mine in this affair, besides Love: Such a field for stratagem and contrivance, which thou knowest to be the delight of my heart: Then the rewarding end of all;-To carry off such a girl as This, in spight of all her watchful and implacable friends; and in spight of a prudence and reserve, that I never met with in any of the sex: - What a triumph! -What a triumph over the whole sex! And then such a Revenge to gratify; which is only at present politically rein'd-in, eventually to break forth with the greater fury: -Is it possible, think'st thou, that there can be room for a thought that is not of her, and devoted to her?
By the advices I have this moment received, I have reason to think, that I shall have occasion for thee here. Hold thyself in readiness to come down upon the first summons.
Let Belton, and Mowbray, and Tourville, likewise prepare themselves. I have a great mind to contrive a method to send James Harlowe to travel for improvement. Never was there Booby-'Squire that more wanted-it. Contrive it, did I say? I have already contriv'd it; could I but put it in execution without being suspected to have a hand in it. This I am resolved upon; If I have not his sister, I will have him.
But be This as it may, there is a present likelihood of room for glorious mischief. A confederacy had been for some time form'd against me; but the uncles and the nephew are now to be double -servanted (single-servanted they were before), and those servants are to be double-arm'd when they attend their masters abroad. This indicates their resolute enmity to me, and as resolute favour to Solmes.
The reinforced orders for this hostile apparatus are owing, it seems, to a visit I made yesterday to their church; a good place to begin a reconciliation in, were the heads of the family christians, and did they mean any thing by their prayers. My hopes were to have an invitation (or, at least, to gain a pretence) to accompany home the gloomy sire; and so get an opportunity to see my goddess: For, I believed they durst not but be civil to me, at least. But they were filled with terror, it seems, at my entrance; a terror they could not get over. I saw it indeed in their countenances; and that they all expected something extraordinary to follow. -And so it should have done, had I been more sure than I am of their daughter's favour. Yet not a hair of any of their stupid heads do I intend to hurt.
You shall all have your directions in writing, if there be occasion. But, after all, I dare say there will be no need but to shew your faces in my company.
Such faces never could four men shew-Mowbray's so fierce and so fighting: Belton's so pert and so pimply: Tourville's so fair and so foppish: Thine so rough and so resolute: And I your leader! - What hearts, altho' meditating hostility, must those be which we shall not appall? -Each man occasionally attended by a servant or two, long ago chosen for qualities resembling his master's.
Thus, Jack, as thou desirest, have I written: Written upon Something; upon Nothing; upon Revenge, which I love; upon Love, which I hate, heartily hate, because 'tis my master: And upon the devil knows what besides: -For, looking back, I'm amaz'd at the length of it. Thou may'st read it: I would not for a King's ransom-But so as I do but write, thou say'st thou wilt be pleased.
Be pleased then. I command thee to be pleased: If not for the writer's, or written's sake, for thy word's sake. And so in the royal style (for am I not likely to be thy King and thy Emperor, in the great affair before us?) I bid Thee very heartily
Farewell.

### v1 LETTER XXXII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday, March 14.
I now send you copies of my letters to my uncles: With their answers. Be pleased to return the latter, by the first deposite. I leave them for you, to make remarks upon. I shall make none.
To John Harlowe, Esq;
Sat. March 11.
Allow me, my honoured Second Papa, as in my happy days you taught me to call you, to implore your interest with my papa, to engage him to dispense with a command, which, if insisted upon, will deprive me of my free-will, and make me miserable for my whole life.
For my whole life! let me repeat: Is that a small point, my dear uncle, to give up? Am not I to live with the man? Is any-body else? Shall I not therefore be allow'd to judge for myself, whether I can, or can-not live happily, with him?
Should it be ever so un-happily, will it be prudence to complain, or appeal? If it were, to whom could I appeal with effect against a husband? And would not the invincible and avow'd dislike I have for him at setting out, justify, as it might seem, any ill usage from him, in that state; were I to be ever so observant of him? And if I were to be at all so, it must be from Fear, not Love.-
Once more, let me repeat, That this is not a small point to give up: And that it is for life. Why, I pray you, good Sir, should I be made miserable for life? Why should I be deprived of all comfort, but that which the hope, that it would be a very short one, would afford me?
Marriage is a very solemn engagement, enough to make a young creature's heart ake, with the best prospects, when she thinks seriously of it! -To be given up to a strange man; To be ingrafted into a strange family; To give up her very name, as a mark of her becoming his absolute and dependent property: To be obliged to prefer this strange man, to father, mother,-to every body: -And his humours to all her own-Or to contend, perhaps, in breach of a vow'd duty, for every innocent instance of free-will: To go no whither: To make acquaintance: To give up acquaintance: -To renounce even the strictest friendships perhaps; all at his pleasure, whether she think it reasonable to do so or not: -Surely, Sir, a young creature ought not to be obliged to make all these sacrifices, but for such a man as she can approve. -If she is, how sad must be the case! -How miserable the life, if to be called life!
I wish I could obey you all. What a pleasure would it be to me, if I could! Marry first, and Love will come after, was said by one of my dearest friends! But, 'tis a shocking assertion! A thousand things may happen to make that state but barely tolerable, where it is entered into with mutual affection: What must it then be, where the husband can have no confidence in the love of his wife; but has reason rather to question it, from the preference he himself believes she would have given to somebody else, had she been at her own option? What doubt, what jealousies, what want of tenderness, what unfavourable prepossessions, will there be, in a matrimony thus circumstanced? How will every look, every action, even the most innocent, be liable to misconstruction? - While, on the other hand, an indifference, a carelessness to oblige, may take place; and Fear only can constrain even an appearance of what ought to be the real effect of undisguised Love?
Think seriously of these things, dear good Sir, and represent them to my papa, in that strong light which the subject will bear; but in which my sex, and my tender years and inexperience, will not permit me to paint it; and use your powerful interest, that your poor niece may not be consigned to a misery so durable.
I have offer'd to engage not to marry at all, if that condition may be accepted. What a disgrace is it to me to be thus sequester'd from company, thus banish'd my papa's and mamma's presence, thus slighted and deserted by you, Sir, and my other kind uncle! And to be hinder'd from attending at that public worship, which, were I out of the way of my duty, would be most likely to reduce me into the right path again! -Is this the way, Sir, can it be thought, to be taken with a free and open spirit? -May not this strange method rather harden than convince? -I cannot bear to live in disgrace thus: The very servants, so lately permitted to be under my own direction, hardly daring to speak to me; my own servant discarded with high marks of undeserved suspicion and displeasure, and my sister's maid set over me.
The matter may be too far push'd: Indeed it may: And then, perhaps, every one will be sorry for their parts in it.
May I be suffered to mention an expedient?- If I am to be watch'd, banish'd, and confin'd; Suppose, Sir, it were to be at your house? -Then the neighbouring gentry will the less wonder, that the person of whom they used to think so favourably, appeared not at church here; and that she received not their visits.
I hope, there can be no objection to This. You used to love to have me with you, Sir, when all went happily with me: And will you not now permit me, in my troubles, the favour of your house, till all this displeasure be overblown? -Upon my word, Sir, I will not stir out of doors, if you require the contrary of me: Nor will I see any body, but whom you'll allow me to see; provided you will not bring Mr. Solmes to persecute me there.
Procure, then, this favour for me; if you cannot procure the still greater, that of a happy reconciliation; which nevertheless I presume to hope for, if you will be so good as to plead for me: And you will then add to those favours, and to that indulgence, which have bound me, and then will for ever bind me, to be
Your dutiful and obliged Niece,
Cl. Harlowe.
The Answer.
Sunday night.
My dear Niece,
It grieves me to be forced to deny you any thing you ask. Yet it must be so; for unless you can bring your mind to oblige us in this one point, in which our promises and honour were engaged before we believed there could be so sturdy an opposition, you must never expect to be what you have been to us all.
In short, niece, we are an embattel'd phalanx; your reading makes you a stranger to nothing, but what you should be most acquainted with-So you will see by that expression, that we are not to be pierced by your persuasions, and invincible persistence. We have agreed all to be moved, or none; and not to comply without one another: So you know your destiny; and have nothing to do but to yield to it.
Let me tell you, the virtue of obedience lies not in obliging when you can be obliged again: -But give up an inclination, and there is some merit in That.
As to your expedient: You shall not come to my house, Miss Clary; tho' this is a prayer I little thought I ever should have deny'd you: For were you to keep your word as to seeing no-body but whom we please, yet can you write to somebody else, and receive letters from him: This we too well know you can, and have done-More is the shame and the pity!
You offer to live single, Miss-We wish you marry'd: But because you mayn't have the man your heart is set upon, why, truly, you'll have no-body we shall recommend: And as we know, that some how or other you correspond with him, or at least did, as long as you could; and as he defies us all, and would not dare to do it, if he were not sure of you in spite of us all (which is not a little vexatious to us, you must think); we are resolv'd to frustrate him, and triumph over him, rather than he over us: That's one word for all. So expect not any advocateship from me: I will not plead for you; and that's enough. From
Your displeased Uncle,
John Harlowe.
P. S. For the rest, I refer to my brother Antony.
To Antony Harlowe, Esq;.
Saturday, March 11.
Honoured Sir,
As you have thought fit to favour Mr. Solmes with your particular recommendation, and was very earnest in his behalf, ranking him (as you told me, upon introducing him to me) amongst your select friends; and expecting my regards to him accordingly; I beg your patience, while I offer a few things, out of many that I could offer, to your serious consideration, on occasion of his address to me, if I am to use that word.
I am charged with prepossession in another person's favour: You will be pleased, Sir, to consider, that, till my brother returned from Scotland, that other person was not discouraged, nor was I forbid to receive his visits: And is it such a crime in me, if I should prefer an acquaintance of Twelve months to one of Two? -I believe it will not be pretended, that in birth, education, or personal endowments, a comparison can be made between the two. And only let me ask you, Sir, if the one would have been thought of for me, had he not made such offers, as, upon my word, I think, I ought not in justice to accept, nor he to propose: Offers, which if he had not made, I dare say, my papa would not have required them of him.
But the one, it seems, has many faults: -Is the other fault-less? -The principal thing objected to Mr. Lovelace (and a very inexcusable one) is, that he is immoral in his Loves: -Is not the other in his Hatreds? -Nay, as I may say, in his Loves too (the object only differing), if the love of money be the root of all evil?
But, Sir, if I am prepossessed, what has Mr. Solmes to hope for? -Why should he persevere? What must I think of the man who would wish me to be his against my inclination? -And is it not a very harsh thing for my friends to desire to see me marry'd to one I cannot love, when they will not be persuaded but that there is one I do love?
Treated as I am, now is the time for me to speak out, or never. -Let me review what it is Mr. Solmes depends upon on this occasion. Does he believe, that the disgrace which I suffer on his account, will give him a merit with me? Does he think to win my esteem, thro' my uncles sternness to me; by my brother's contemptuous usage; by my sister's unkindness; by being deny'd to visit, or be visited; and to correspond with my chosen friend, altho' a person of unexceptionable honour and prudence, and of my own sex; my servant to be torn from me, and another servant set over me; to be confined, like a prisoner, to narrow and disgraceful limits, in order avowedly to mortify me, and to break my spirit; to be turn'd out of that family-management which I loved, and had the greater pleasure in it, because it was an ease, as I thought, to my mamma, and what my sister chose not; and yet, tho' time hangs heavy upon my hands, to be so put out of my course, that I have as little inclination as liberty to pursue any of the choice delights of my life-Are these steps necessary to reduce me to a standard so low, as to make me a fit wife for this man? -Yet these are all he can have to trust to- And if his reliance is on these measures, I would have him to know, that he mistakes meekness and gentleness of disposition for servility and baseness of heart.
I beseech you, Sir, to let the natural turn and bent of his mind, and my mind be considered: What are his qualities, by which he would hope to win my esteem? -Dear, dear Sir, if I am to be compelled, let it be in favour of a man that can read and write- That can teach me something: For what a husband must that man make, who can do nothing but command; and needs himself the instruction he should be qualified to give?
I may be conceited, Sir; I may be vain of my little reading; of my writing; as of late I have more than once been told I am-But, Sir, the more unequal the proposed match, if so: The better opinion I have of myself, the worse I must have of him; and the more unfit are we for each other.
Indeed, Sir, I must say, I thought my friends had put a higher value upon me. My brother pretended once, that it was owing to such value, that Mr. Lovelace's address was prohibited. -Can this be; and such a man as Mr. Solmes be intended for me?
As to his proposed settlements, I hope I shall not incur your greater displeasure, if I say what all who know me have reason to think, and some have upbraided me for, that I despise those motives. Dear, dear Sir, what are settlements to one who has as much of her own as she wishes for? -Who has more in her own power, as a single person, than it is probable she would be permitted to have at her disposal, as a wife! -Whose expences and ambition are moderate; and, if she had superfluities, would rather dispense them to the necessitous, than lay them by her useless? If then such narrow motives have so little weight with me for my own benefit, shall the remote and uncertain view of family-aggrandizement, and that in the person of my brother and his descendants, be thought sufficient to influence me?
Has the behaviour of that brother to me of late, or his consideration for the family (which had so little weight with him, that he could choose to hazard a life so justly precious as an only son's, rather than not gratify passions which he is above attempting to subdue, and, give me leave to say, has been too much indulged in, either for his own good, or the peace of any-body related to him; Has his behaviour, I say) deserved of me in particular, that I should make a sacrifice of my temporal (and, who knows? of my eternal) happiness, to promote a plan, that, if I might be permitted to examine it, I will venture to engage to demonstrate it to be, if not absurd, very precarious, and what must depend upon improbable contingencies?
I am afraid you will condemn my warmth: But does not the occasion require it? To the want of a greater degree of earnestness in my opposition, it seems, it is owing, that such advances have been made, as have been made. Then, dear Sir, allow something, I beseech you, for a spirit raised and imbittered by disgraces, which (knowing my own heart) I am confident to say, are unmerited.
But why have I said so much, in answer to the supposed charge of prepossession, when I have declared to my mamma, as now, Sir, I do to you, that if it be not insisted upon that I shall marry any other person, particularly this Mr. Solmes, I will enter into any engagements never to have the other, nor any man else, without their consents; that is to say, without the consents of my Father and Mother, and of you my Uncle, and my eldest Uncle, and my cousin Morden, as he is one of the trustees for my grandfather's bounty to me. -As to my Brother indeed, I cannot say, that his treatment of me has been, of late, so brotherly, as to intitle him to more than civility from me: And for this, give me leave to add, he would be very much my debtor.
If I have not been explicit enough in declaring my dislike to Mr. Solmes, that the charge of prepossession may not be supposed to influence me against him, I do declare solemnly, That, were there no such man as Mr. Lovelace in the world, I would not have him. It is necessary, in some one of my letters to my dear friends, that I should write so clearly as to put this out of all doubt: And to whom can I better address myself, with an explicitness that can admit of no mistake, than to a gentleman who professes the highest regard for plain-dealing and sincerity?
Let me then, for these reasons, be still more particular in some of my exceptions to him.
Mr. Solmes appears to me (to all the world indeed) to have a very narrow mind, and no great capacity: He is coarse and indelicate; as rough in his manners as in his person: He is not only narrow, but covetous: Being possessed of great wealth, he enjoys it not; nor has the spirit to communicate to a distress of any kind. Does not his own sister live unhappily, for want of a little of his superfluities? And suffers he not his aged uncle, the brother of his own mother, to owe to the generosity of strangers the poor subsistence he picks up from half-a-dozen families? -You know, Sir, my open, free, communicative temper: How unhappy must I be, circumscribed in his narrow, selfish circle? out of which, being with-held by this diabolical parsimony, he dare no more stir, than a conjurer out of his; nor would let me.
Such a man as this, love! -Yes, perhaps he may, my grandfather's estate; which he has told several persons (and could not resist hinting it to me, with that sort of pleasure which a low mind takes, when it intimates its own interest as a sufficient motive for it to expect another's favour) lies so extremely convenient for him, that it would double the value of a considerable part of his own. That estate, and an alliance which would do credit to his obscurity and narrowness, may make him think he can love, and induce him to believe he does: But, at most, it is but a second-place Love. Riches were, are, and always will be, his predominant passion. His were left him by a miser, on this very account: And I must be obliged to forego all the choice delights of my life, and be as mean as he, or else be quite unhappy! Pardon, Sir, this severity of expression! -One is apt to say more than one would, of a person one dislikes, when more is said in his favour than he can possibly deserve; and when he is urged to my acceptance with so much vehemence, that there is no choice left me.
Whether these things be perfectly so, or not, while I think they are, it is impossible I should ever look upon him in the light he is offered to me. Nay, were he to be proved ten times better than I have represented him, and sincerely think him; yet would he be still ten times more disagreeable to me than any other man I know in the world. Let me therefore beseech you, Sir, to become an advocate for your niece, that she may not be made a victim of, to a man so highly disgustful to her.
You, and my other uncle, can do a great deal for me, if you please, with my papa. Be persuaded, Sir, that it is not obstinacy I am governed by: It is aversion; an aversion I cannot overcome: For, if I have but endeavoured to reason with myself (out of regard to the duty I owe to my papa's will), my heart has recoiled, and I have been averse to myself, for offering but to argue with myself, in behalf of a man who, in the light he appears to me, has no one merit; and who, knowing this aversion, could not persevere as he does, if he had the spirit of a man, and a gentleman.
If, Sir, you can think the contents of this letter reasonable, I beseech you to support them with your interest: If not-I shall be most unhappy! -Nevertheless, it is but just in me so to write, as that Mr. Solmes may know what he has to trust to.
Forgive, dear Sir, this tedious letter; and suffer it to have weight with you; and you will for ever oblige
Your dutiful and affectionate Niece,
Cl. Harlowe.
Mr. Antony Harlowe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Niece Clary,
You had better not write to us, or to any of us. To me, particularly, you had better never to have set pen to paper, on the subject whereupon you have written. He that is first in his own cause, saith the wise man, seemeth just: But his neighbour cometh, and searcheth him. And so, in this respect, will I be your neighbour; for I will search your heart to the bottom; that is to say, if your letter be written from your heart. Yet do I know what a task I have undertaken, because of the knack you are noted for at writing: But in defence of a father's authority, in behalf of the good, and honour, and prosperity of a family one comes of, what a hard thing would it be, if one could not beat down all the arguments a rebel child (how loth I am to write down that word of Miss Clary Harlowe!) can bring, in behalf of her obstinacy?
In the first place, don't you declare (and that contrary to your declarations to your mother) that you prefer the man we all hate, and who hates us as bad? -Then what a character have you given of a worthy gentleman! I wonder you dare write so freely of a man we all respect. But possibly it may be for that very reason.
How you begin your letter! -Because I value Mr. Solmes as my friend, you treat him the worse-That's the plain Dunstable of the matter, Miss! -I am not such a fool but I can see That. -And so a noted whore-monger is to be chosen before a man who is a money-lover! Let me tell you, niece, this little becomes so nice a one as you have been always reckon'd. Who, think you, does most injustice, a prodigal man, or a saving man? -The one saves his own money; the other spends other people's: But your favourite is a sinner in grain, and upon record.
The devil's in your sex! God forgive me for saying so-The nicest of them will prefer a vile rake and Wh- I suppose I must not repeat the word: - The Word will offend when the Vicious denominated by that word will be chosen! -I had not been a bachelor to this time, if I had not seen such a mass of contradictions in you all. -Such gnat-strainers and camel-swallowers, as venerable Holy Writ has it. What names will perverseness call things by-A prudent man, who intends to be just to every-body, is a covetous man! -While a vile, profligate rake is christen'd with the appellation of a gallant man, and a polite man, I'll warrant you!
It is my firm opinion, Lovelace would not have so much regard for you as he professes; but for two reasons. And what are these? -Why out of spite to all of us-one of them: The other, because of your independent fortune. I wish your good grandfather had not left what he did so much in your own power, as I may say. But little did he imagine his beloved grand-daughter would have turned upon all her friends as she has done!
What has Mr. Solmes to hope for, if you are prepossess'd! Hey-day! Is this you, cousin Clary! -Has he then nothing to hope for from your father's, and mother's, and our recommendations? -No nothing at all, it seems! -O brave! -I should think that this, with a dutiful child, as we took you to be, was enough. Depending on this your duty, we proceeded: And now there is no help for it: For we won't be balked: Neither shall our friend Mr. Solmes, I can tell you that.
If your estate is convenient for him, what then? Does that, pert cousin, make it out that he does not love you? He had need to expect some good with you, that has so little good to hope for from you; mind that. But pray, is not this estate our estate, as we may say? Have we not all an interest in it, and a prior right, if right were to have taken place? And was it more than a good old man's dotage, God rest his soul! that gave it you before us all? -Well then, ought we not to have a choice who shall have it in marriage with you? And would you have the conscience to wish us to let a vile fellow who hates us all, run away with it? -You bid me weigh what you write: Do you weigh this, girl: And it will appear we have more to say for ourselves than you were aware of.
As to your hard treatment, as you call it, thank yourself for That: It may be over when you will: So I reckon nothing upon that: You was not banish'd and confin'd till all intreaty and fair speeches were try'd with you: Mind that. And Mr. Solmes can't help your obstinacy: -Let that be observ'd too.
As to being visited, and visiting, you never was fond of either: So that's a grievance put into the scale to make weight. -As to disgrace, that's as bad to us as to you: So fine a young creature! -So much as we used to brag of you! -And too, besides, this is all in your power, as the rest. -But your heart recoils, when you would persuade yourself to obey your parents -Finely describ'd, i'n't it! -Too truly described, I own, as you go on. I know, that you may love him if you will. -I had a good mind to bid you hate him; then, perhaps, you'd like him the better: For I have always found a most horrid romantic perverseness in your sex. To do and to love what you should not, is meat, drink, and vesture, to you all.
I am absolutely of your brother's mind, That reading and writing, tho' not too much for the wits of you young girls, are too much for your judgments. - You say, you may be conceited, cousin; you may be vain! -And so you are, to despise this gentleman as you do. He can read and write as well as most gentlemen, I can tell you that. Who told you Mr. Solmes can't read and write? But you must have a husband who can learn you something! -I wish you knew but your duty as well as you do your talents-That, niece, you have of late to learn; and Mr. Solmes will therefore find something to instruct you in. I won't shew him this letter of yours, tho' you seem to desire it, lest it should provoke him to be too severe a school-master, when you are his'n.
But now I think of it, suppose you are readier at your pen than he-You will make the more useful wife to him; won't you? For who so good an oeconomist as you? -And you may keep all his accompts, and save yourselves a steward. -And, let me tell you, this is a fine advantage in a family: For those stewards are often sad dogs, and creep into a man's estate, before he knows where he is; and not seldom is he forced to pay them interest for his own money. I know not why a good wife should be above these things. -'Tis better than lying abed half the day, and junketing and card-playing all the night, and making yourselves wholly useless to every good purpose in your own families, as is now the fashion among ye- The duce take ye all that do so, say I! -Only that, thank my stars, I am a bachelor! -Then this is a province you are admirably vers'd in: You grieve that it is taken from you here, you know. So here, Miss, with Mr. Solmes you will have something to keep account of, for the sake of you and your children: With t'other, perhaps, you'll have an account to keep, too- But an account of what will go over the left shoulder: only of what he squanders, what he borrows, and what he owes, and never will pay. Come, come, cousin, you know nothing of the world; a man's a man, and you may have many partners in a handsome man, and costly ones too, who may lavish away all you save. Mr. Solmes therefore for my money, and I hope for yours!
But Mr. Solmes is a coarse man, he is not delicate enough for your niceness, because I suppose he dresses not like a fop and a coxcomb, and because he lays not himself out in complimental nonsense, the poison of female minds. He is a man of sense, I can tell you. No man talks more to the purpose to us: -But you fly him so, that he has no opportunity given him, to express it to you: And a man who loves, if he have ever so much sense, looks like a fool; especially when he is despised, and treated as you treated him the last time he was in your company.
As to his sister; she threw herself away, (as you want to do) against his full warning: For he told her what she had to trust to, if she married where she did marry. And he was as good as his word; and so an honest man ought: Offences against warning ought to be smarted for. Take care This be not your case. Mind that.
His uncle deserves no favour from him, for he would have circumvented him, and got Sir Oliver to leave to himself the estate he had always designed for him his nephew; and brought him up in the hope of it. Too ready forgiveness does but encourage offences: That's your good father's maxim: And there would not be so many headstrong daughters as there are, if this maxim were kept in mind. -Punishments are of service to offenders; Rewards should be only to the meriting: And I think the former are to be dealt out rigorously, in wilful cases.
As to his love; he shews it but too much for your deservings, as they have been of late; let me tell you That: And This is his misfortune; and may in time perhaps be yours.
As to his parsimony, which you wickedly call diabolical -a very free word in your mouth, let me tell ye-Little reason have you of all people for this, on whom he proposes, of his own accord, to settle all he has in the world: A proof, let him love riches as he will, that he loves you better. But that you may be without excuse on this score, we will tie him up to your own terms, and oblige him, by the marriage articles, to allow you a very handsome quarterly sum, to do what you please with. And this has been told you before; and I have said it to Mrs. Howe, that good and worthy lady, before her proud daughter, that you might hear of it again.
To contradict the charge of prepossession to Lovelace, you offer never to have him without our consents: And what is This saying, but that you will hope on for our consents, and to wheedle and tire us out: Then he will always be in expectation, while you are single: And we are to live on at this rate (are we?), vexed by you, and continually watchful about you; and as continually exposed to his insolence and threats. Remember last Sunday, girl! - What might have happen'd, had your brother and he met? -Moreover, you can't do with such a spirit as his, as you can with worthy Mr. Solmes: The one you make tremble; the other will make you quake. Mind that: And you will not be able to help yourself. And remember, that if there should be any misunderstanding between one of them and you, we should all interpose; and with effect, no doubt: But with the other, it would be self-do self-have, and who would either care or dare to put in a word for you? Nor let the supposition of matrimonial differences frighten you: Honey-moon lasts not now-a-days above a fortnight; and Dunmow flitch, as I have been informed, was never claimed; tho' some say once it was. Marriage is a queer state, child, whether pair'd by the parties or by their friends. Out of three brothers of us, you know, there was but one had courage to marry. And why was it, do you think? We were wise by other people's experience.
Don't despise money so much; you may come to know the value of it: That is a piece of instruction that you are to learn; and which, according to your own notions, Mr. Solmes will be able to teach you.
I do indeed condemn your warmth. I won't allow for disgraces you bring upon yourself. If I thought them unmerited, I would be your advocate. But it was always my notion, that children should not dispute their parents authority. When your grandfather left his estate to you, tho' his three sons, and a grandson, and your elder sister were in being, we all acquiesced: And why? Because it was our father's doing. Do you imitate that example: If you will not, those who set it you have the more reason to hold you inexcusable. Mind that, Cousin.
You mention your brother too scornfully: And, in your letter to him, are very disrespectful, as well as in your sister's, to her. He is your brother; a third older than yourself: And a man: And while you can pay so much regard to one man of a twelve month's acquaintance only, pray be so good as not to forget what is due to a brother, who (next to us three brothers) is the head of the family; and on whom the name depends: As upon your dutiful compliance depends the success of the noblest plan that ever was laid down for the honour of the family you are come of. And pray now let me ask you, If the honour of That will not be an honour to you? -If you don't think so, the more unworthy you. You shall see the plan, if you promise not to be prejudiced against it, right or wrong. If you are not besotted to that man, I am sure you will like it. If you are, were Mr. Solmes an angel, it would signify nothing: For the devil is Love, and Love is the devil, when it gets into any of your heads. Many examples have I seen of that.
If there were no such man as Lovelace in the world, you would not have Mr. Solmes. -You would not, Miss! -Very pretty, truly! -We see how your spirit is imbitter'd indeed. -Wonder not, since it is come to your will nots, that those who have authority over you, say, You shall have the other. And I am one. Mind that. And if it behoves You to speak out, Miss, it behoves US not to speak in. What's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander: Take that in your thought too.
I humbly apprehend, that Mr. Solmes has the spirit of a man, and a gentleman. I would admonish you therefore not to provoke it. He pities you as much as he loves you. He says, He will convince you of his love by deeds, since he is not permitted by you to express it by words. And all his dependance is upon your generosity hereafter. We hope he may depend upon That: We encourage him to think he may. And this heartens him up. So that you may lay his constancy at your parents and your uncles doors; and This will be another mark of your duty, you know.
You must be sensible, that you reflect upon your parents, and all of us, when you tell me you cannot in justice accept of the settlements proposed to you. This reflection we should have wonder'd at from you once; but now we don't.
There are many other very censurable passages in this free letter of yours; but we must place them to the account of your imbittered spirit: I am glad you mention'd that word, because we should have been at a loss what to have call'd it: -Much rather have had reason to give it a better name.
I love you dearly still, Miss. I think you, tho' my niece, one of the finest young gentlewomen I ever saw. But, upon my conscience, I think you ought to obey your parents, and oblige me, and my brother John: For you know very well, that we have nothing but your good at heart; consistently, indeed, with the good and honour of all of us. What must we think of any one of it, who would not promote the good of the whole? and who would set one part of it against another? -Which God forbid, say I! -You see I am for the good of all. What shall I get by it, let things go as they will? Do I want any thing of any body for my own sake? Does my brother John? -Well, then, cousin Clary, What would you be at, as I may say?
O but, You can't love Mr. Solmes! -But, I say, you know not what you can do. You encourage yourself in your dislike. You permit your heart (little did I think it was such a froward one) to recoil. Take it to task, niece; drive it on as fast as it recoils (we do so in all our sea-fights, and land-fights too, by our sailors and soldiers, or we should not conquer); and we are all sure you will overcome it. And why? Because you ought. So we think, whatever you think: And whose thoughts are to be preferred? You may be wittier than we; but, if you are wiser, we have lived some of us, let me tell you, to very little purpose thirty or forty years longer than you.
I have written as long as letter as yours. I may not write in so lively, or so polite a style as my niece: But I think I have all the argument on my side: And you will vastly oblige me, if you will shew me, by your compliance with all our desires, that you think so too. If you do not, you must not expect an advocate, or even a friend, in me, dearly as I love you. For then I shall be sorry to be called
Tuesday, Two in the morning.
Your Uncle,
Anthony Harlowe.
Postscript. You must send me no more letters: But a compliable one you may send. But I need not have forbid you; for I am sure, this, by fair argument, is unanswerable: I know it is. I have written day and night, I may say, ever since Sunday morning, only church-time, or the like of that: But this is the last, I can tell you, from A. H.

### v1 LETTER XXXIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday, March 16.
Having met with such bad success in my application to those of my own family, I have taken a step that will surprise you. It is no other than writing a letter to Mr. Solmes himself. I sent it; and have his answer. He had certainly help in it. For I have seen a letter of his; as indifferently worded, as poorly spelt. Yet the superscription is of his dictating, I dare say; for he is a formal wretch. With these, I shall inclose one from my brother to me, on occasion of mine to Mr. Solmes. I did think that it was possible to discourage this man from proceeding; and that would have answer'd all my wishes. It was worth the trial. But you'll see nothing will do. My brother has taken his measures too securely.
To Roger Solmes, Esq;
Wednesday, Mar. 15.
Sir,
You will wonder to receive a letter from me, and more still at the uncommon subject of it. But the necessity of the case will justify me, at least in my own apprehension; and I shall therefore make no other apology for it.
When you first came acquainted with my father's family, you found the writer of This one of the happiest creatures in the world; beloved by the best and most indulgent of parents, and rejoicing in the kind favour of two affectionate uncles, and in the esteem of every one.
But how is this happy scene now changed! -You was pleased to cast a favourable eye upon me. You addressed yourself to my friends: Your proposals were approved of by them; approved of without consulting me; as if my choice and happiness were of the least signification. Those who had a right to all reasonable obedience from me, insisted upon it without reserve. I had not the felicity to think as they did; almost the first time my sentiments differed from theirs. I besought them to indulge me in a point so important to my future happiness: But, alas, in vain! And then (for I thought it was but honest) I told you my mind; and even that my affections were engaged. But, to my mortification, and surprize, you persisted, and still persist.
The consequence of all is too grievous for me to repeat: You, who have such free access to the rest of the family, know it too well; too well you know it, either for the credit of your own generosity, or for my reputation. I am used, on your account, as I never before was used, and never before was thought to deserve to be used; and this was the hard, the impossible condition of their returning favour, that I must prefer a man to all others, that of all others I cannot prefer.
Thus distressed, and made unhappy, and all for your sake, and thro' your cruel perseverance, I write, Sir, to demand of you the peace of mind you have robbed me of: To demand of you Love of so many dear friends, of which you have deprived me; and, if you have the generosity that should distinguish a man, and a gentleman, to adjure you not to continue an address that has been attended with such cruel effects to the creature you profess to esteem.
If you really value me, as my friends would make me believe, and as you have declared you do, must it not be a mean and selfish value? A value that can have no merit with the unhappy object of it, because it is attended with effects so grievous to her? It must be for your own sake only, not for mine. And, even in this point, you must be mistaken; for would a prudent man wish to marry one who has not a heart to give? Who cannot esteem him? Who therefore must prove a bad wife? -And how cruel would it be to make a poor creature a bad wife, whose pride it would be to make a good one?
If I am capable of judging, our tempers and inclinations are vastly different. Any other of my sex will make you happier than I can. The treatment I meet with, and the obstinacy, as it is called, with which I support myself under it, ought to convince you of this; were I not able to give so good a reason for this my supposed perverseness, as that I cannot consent to marry a man whom I cannot value.
But if, Sir, you have not so much generosity in your value for me, as to desist, for my own sake, let me conjure you, by the regard due to yourself, and to your own future happiness, to discontinue your suit, and place your affections on a worthier object: For why should you make me miserable, and yourself not happy? By this means you will do all that is now in your power, to restore me to the affection of my friends; and, if That can be, it will leave me in as happy a state as you found me. You need only to say, That you see there are no Hopes, as you will perhaps complaisantly call it, of succeeding with me (-And indeed, Sir, there cannot be a greater truth than this-) and that you will therefore no more think of me; but turn your thoughts another way.
Your compliance with this request, will lay me under the highest obligation to your generosity, and make me ever
Your well-wisher, and humble servant,
Clarissa Harlowe.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
These most humbly present.
Thursday, March 16.
Dearest Miss,
Your letter has had a very contrary effect upon me, to what you seem to have expected from it. It has doubly convinced me of the excellency of your mind, and the honour of your disposition. Call it selfish, or what you please, I must persist in my suit; and happy shall I be, if by patience and perseverance, and a steady and unalterable devoir, I may at last overcome the difficulty laid in my way.
As your good parents, your uncles, and other friends, are absolutely determined you shall never have Mr. Lovelace, if they can help it; and as I presume no other person is in the way; I will contentedly wait the issue of this matter. And, forgive me, dearest Miss; but a person should sooner persuade me to give up to him my estate, as an instance of my generosity, because he could not be happy without it, than I would a much more valuable treasure, to promote the felicity of another, and make his way easier to circumvent myself.
Pardon me, dear Miss, but I must persevere, tho' I am sorry you suffer on my account, as you are pleased to think; for I never before saw the Lady I could love: And while there is any hope, and that you remain undisposed of to some other happier man, I must and will be
Your faithful, and obsequious admirer,
Roger Solmes.
Mr. James Harlowe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday, March 16.
What a fine whim you took into your head, to write a letter to Mr. Solmes, to persuade him to give up his pretensions to you! -Of all the pretty romantic flights you have delighted in, this was certainly one of the most extraordinary. But to say nothing of what fires us all with indignation against you (your owning your prepossession in a villain's favour, and your impertinence to me and your sister, and your uncles; one of which has given it you home, child); How can you lay at Mr. Solmes's door, the usage you so bitterly complain of? -You know, little fool, as you are, that it is your fondness for Lovelace that has brought upon you all these things; and which would have happen'd, whether Mr. Solmes had honour'd you with his addresses or not.
As you must needs know This to be true, consider, pretty, witty Miss, if your fond love-sick heart can let you consider, what a fine figure all your expostulations with us, and charges upon Mr. Solmes, make! -With what propriety do you demand of him to restore to you your former happiness, as you call it, and merely call it, for it you thought our favour so, you would restore it to yourself; since it is yet in your own power to do so. Therefore, Miss Pert, none of your pathetics, except in the right place. Depend upon it, whether you have Mr. Solmes, or not, you shall never have your heart's delight, the vile rake Lovelace, if our parents, if our uncles, if I, can hinder it. No! you fallen angel, you shall not give your father and mother such a son, nor me such a brother, in giving yourself that profligate wretch for a husband. And so set your heart at rest, and lay aside all thoughts of him, if ever you expect forgiveness, reconciliation, or a kind opinion, from any of your family; but especially from him, who, at present, styles himself
Your Brother,
James Harlowe.
P. S. I know your knack at letter-writing. If you send me an answer to this, I'll return it unopen'd, for I won't argue with your perverseness in so plain a case- Only once for all, I was willing to put you right as to Mr. Solmes; whom I think to blame to trouble his head about you.

### v1 LETTER XXXIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday March 17.
I receive, with great pleasure, the early and chearful assurances of your loyalty and love. And let our principal and most trusty friends named in my last know that I do.
I would have thee, Jack, come down, as soon as thou canst. I believe I shall not want the others so soon. Yet they may come down to Lord M's. I will be there, if not to receive them, to satisfy my Lord, that there is no new mischief in hand, which will require his second intervention.
For thyself, thou must be constantly with me: Not for my security: The family dare do nothing but bully: They bark only at distance: But for my entertainment: That thou mayst, from the Latin and the English Classics, keep my love-sick soul from drooping.
Thou hadst best come to me here, in thy old corporal's coat; thy servant out of livery; and to be upon a familiar foot with thee, as a distant relation, to be provided for by thy interest above; I mean not in heaven, thou mayst be sure. Thou wilt find me at a little alehouse; they call it an inn; The White-Hart; most terribly wounded (but by the weather only) the sign:-In a sorry village; within five miles from Harlowe-Place. Every-body knows Harlowe-Place -For, like Versailles, it is sprung up from a dunghil, within every elderly person's remembrance: Every poor body, particularly, knows it: But that only for a few years past, since a certain angel has appeared there among the sons and daughters of men.
The people here, at the Hart, are poor, but honest; and have gotten it into their heads, that I am a man of quality in disguise; and there is no reining in their officious respect. There is a pretty little smirking daughter; seventeen six days ago: I call her my Rose-bud: Her grandmother (for there is no mother), a good neat old woman, as ever filled a wicker-chair in a chimney-corner, has besought me to be merciful to her.
This is the right way with me. Many and many a pretty rogue had I spared, whom I did not spare, had my power been acknowleged, and my mercy been in time implored. But the Debellare superbos should be my motto, were I to have a new one.
This simple chit, (for there is a simplicity in her thou wilt be highly pleased with: All humble; all officious; all innocent-I love her for her humility, her officiousness, and even for her innocence) will be pretty amusement to thee; while I combat with the weather, and dodge and creep about the walls and purlieus of Harlowe-Place. Thou wilt see in her mind, all that her superiors have been taught to conceal, in order to render themselves less natural, and more undelightful.
But I charge thee, that thou do not (what I would not permit myself to do, for the world-I charge thee, that thou do not) crop my Rose-bud. She is the only flower of fragrance, that has blown in this vicinage for ten years past; or will for ten years to come: For I have look'd backward to the have-been's, and forward to the will-be's; having but too much leisure upon my hands in my present waiting.
I never was so honest for so long together since my matriculation. It behoves me so to be-Some way or other, my recess may be found out; and it will then be thought that my Rose-bud has attracted me. A report in my favour, from simplicities so amiable, may establish me; for the grandmother's relation to my Rose-bud may be sworn to: And the father is an honest poor man: Has no joy, but in his Rose-bud. -O Jack! spare thou therefore (for I shall leave thee often alone; spare thou) my Rose-bud! -Let the rule I never departed from, but it cost me a long regret, be observed to my Rose-bud! Never to ruin a poor girl, whose simplicity and innocence was all she had to trust to; and whose fortunes were too low to save her from the rude contempts of worse minds than her own, and from an indigence extreme: Such an one will only pine in secret; and at last, perhaps, in order to refuge herself from slanderous tongues and virulence, be induced to tempt some guilty stream, or seek an end in the knee-incircling garter, that, peradventure, was the first attempt of abandoned Love. -No defiances will my Rose-bud breathe; no self-dependent, thee -doubting watchfulness (indirectly challenging thy inventive machinations to do their worst), will she assume. Unsuspicious of her danger, the lamb's throat will hardly shun thy knife! -O be not thou the butcher of my lambkin!
The less be thou so, for the reason I am going to give thee-The gentle heart is touched by Love! Her soft bosom heaves with a passion she has not yet found a name for. I once caught her eye following a young carpenter, a widow neighbour's son, living (to speak in her dialect) at the little white-house over the way: A gentle youth he also seems to be, about three years older than herself: Play-mates from infancy, till his eighteenth and her fifteenth year, furnished a reason for a greater distance in shew, while their hearts gave a better for their being nearer than ever: For I soon perceived the Love reciprocal: A scrape and a bow at first seeing his pretty mistress; turning often to salute her following eye; and, when a winding lane was to deprive him of her sight, his whole body turned round, his hat more reverently d'off'd, than before. This answered (for, unseen, I was behind her) by a low courtesy, and a sigh, that Johnny was too far off to hear! -Happy Whelp! said I to myself! -I withdrew; and in tript my Rose-bud, as if satisfied with the dumb shew, and wishing nothing beyond it.
I have examined the little heart: She has made me her confident: She owns, she could love Johnny Barton very well: And Johnny Barton has told her, He could love her better than any maiden he ever saw-But, alas! it must not be thought of. Why not be thought of? -She don't know! -And then she sighed: But Johnny has an aunt, who will give him an hundred pounds, when his time is out; and her father cannot give her but a few things, or so, to set her out with: And tho' Johnny's mother says, she knows not where Johnny would have a prettier, or notabler wife, yet-And then she sighed again- What signifies talking? -I would not have Johnny be unhappy, and poor for me! -For what good would that do me, you know, Sir!
What would I give (-By my soul, my angel will indeed reform me, if her friends implacable folly ruin us not both! What would I give) to have so innocent, and so good a heart, as either my Rose-bud's, or Johnny's!
I have a confounded mischievous one-by nature too, I think! -A good motion now-and-then rises from it: But it dies away presently! -A love of intrigue! -An invention for mischief! -A triumph in subduing! -Fortune encouraging and supporting! - And a constitution-What signifies palliating? But I believe I had been a rogue, had I been a plough-boy.
But the devil's in this sex! Eternal misguiders! Who, that has once trespassed, ever recovered his integrity? And yet where there is not virtue, which nevertheless we free-livers are continually plotting to destroy, what is there even in the ultimate of our wishes with them? - Preparation and Expectation are, in a manner, every-thing: Reflection, indeed, may be something, if the mind be hardened above feeling the guilt of a past trespass: But the Fruition, what is there in that? And yet, That being the end, nature will not be satisfied without it.
See what grave reflections an innocent subject will produce! It gives me some pleasure to think, that it is not out of my power to reform: But then, Jack, I am afraid I must keep better company, than I do at present-For we certainly harden one another. But be not cast down, my boy; there will be time enough to give thee, and all thy brethren, warning to choose another leader: And I fansy thou wilt be the man.
Mean time, as I make it my rule, whenever I have committed a very capital enormity, to do some good, by way of atonement; and as I believe I am a pretty deal indebted on that score, I intend, before I leave these parts (successfully shall I leave them, I hope, or I shall be tempted to do double the mischief by way of revenge, tho' not to my Rose-bud any), to join an hundred pounds to Johnny's aunt's hundred pounds, to make one innocent couple happy. -I repeat, therefore, and for half-a-dozen more therefores, spare thou my Rose-bud.
An interruption: -Another letter anon; and both shall go together.

### v1 LETTER XXXV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
I have found out by my watchful Spy almost as many of my charmer's motions, as those of the rest of her relations. It delights me to think how the rascal is caressed by the uncles and nephew; and let into their secrets; yet proceeds all the time by my line of direction. I have charged him, however, on forfeiture of his present weekly stipend, and my future favour, to take care, that neither my beloved, or any of the family, suspect him: I have told him, that he may indeed watch her egresses and regresses; but that only to keep off other servants from her paths; yet not to be seen by her himself.
The dear creature has tempted him, he told them, with a bribe (which she never offered), to convey a letter (which she never wrote) to Miss Howe; he believes, with one inclosed ( perhaps to me): But he declined it: And he begged they would take no notice of it to her. This brought him a stingy shilling; great applause; and an injunction followed it to all the servants, for the strictest look-out, lest she should contrive some way to send it-And, about an hour after, an order was given him to throw himself in her way; and (expressing his concern for denying her request) to tender his service to her, and to bring them her letter: Which it will be proper for him to report, that she has refused to give him.
Now seest thou not, how many good ends this contrivance answers?
In the first place, The Lady is secured by it, against her own knowlege, in the liberty allowed her of taking her private walks in the garden: For this attempt has confirmed them in their belief, that now they have turned off her maid, she has no way to send a letter out of the house: If she had, she would not have run the risque of tempting a fellow who had not been in her secret: So that she can prosecute, unsuspectedly, her correspondence with me, and Miss Howe.
In the next place, It will afford me an opportunity, perhaps, of a private interview with her, which I am meditating, let her take it as she will; having found out by my Spy (who can keep off every-body else), that she goes every morning and evening to a wood-house remote from the dwelling-house, under pretence of visiting and feeding a set of Bantam-poultry, which were produced from a breed that was her grandfather's, and which for that reason she is very fond of; as also of some other curious fowls brought from the same place. I have an account of all her motions here. -And as she has owned to me in one of her letters that she corresponds privately with Miss Howe, I presume it is by this way.
The interview I am meditating, will produce her consent, I hope, to other favours of the like kind: For, should she not choose the place I am expecting to see her in, I can attend her any-where in the rambling, Dutch-taste garden, whenever she will permit me that honour: For my implement, hight Joseph Leman, has given me the opportunity of procuring two keys (one of which I have given him, for reasons good) to the garden-door, which opens to the haunted coppice, as tradition has made the servants think it; a man having been found hanging in it about twenty years ago: And Joseph, upon the least notice, will leave it unbolted.
But I was obliged to give him, previously, my honour, that no mischief shall happen to any of my adversaries, from this liberty: For the fellow tells me, that he loves all his master; and, only that he knows I am a man of honour; and that my alliance will do credit to the family; and, after prejudices are overcome, every body will think so; or he would not for the world act the part he does.
There never was a rogue, who had not a salvo to himself for being so. -What a praise to honesty, that every man pretends to it, even at the instant that he knows he is pursuing the methods that will perhaps prove him a knave to the whole world, as well as to his own conscience!
But what this stupid family can mean, to make all this necessary, I cannot imagine. My Revenge and my Love are uppermost by turns. If the latter succeed not, the gratifying of the former will be my only consolation: And, by All that's good, they shall feel it; altho', for it, I become an exile from my native country for ever.
I will throw myself into my charmer's presence: I have twice already attempted it in vain. I shall then see what I may depend upon from her favour. If I thought I had no prospect of that, I should be tempted to carry her off. -That would be a rape worthy of a Jupiter!
But all gentle shall be my movements: All respectful, even to reverence, my address to her! -Her hand shall be the only witness to the pressure of my lip-my trembling lip: I know it will tremble, if I do not bid it tremble. As soft my sighs, as the sighs of my gentle Rose-bud. By my humility will I invite her confidence: The loneliness of the place shall give me no advantage: To dissipate her fears, and engage her reliance upon my honour for the future, shall be my whole endeavour: But little will I complain of, not at all will I threaten, those who are continually threatening me: But yet with a view to act the part of Dryden's lion; To secure my Love, or to let loose my vengeance upon my hunters.
What tho' his mighty soul his grief contains?
He meditates revenge, who least complains:
And, like a lion slumb'ring in his way,
Or sleep dissembling, while he waits his prey,
His fearless foes within his distance draws;
Constrains his roaring, and contracts his paws:
Till at the last, his time for fury found,
He shoots with sudden vengeance from the ground:
The prostrate vulgar passes o'er, and spares;
But, with a lordly rage, his hunters tears.

### v1 LETTER XXXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sat. night, Mar. 18.
I have been frighted out of my wits-Still am in a manner out of breath. -Thus occasion'd-I went down, under the usual pretence, in hopes to find something from you. Concern'd at my disappointment, I was returning from the woodhouse, when I heard a rustling, as of somebody behind a stack of wood. I was extremely surpris'd: But still more, to behold a man coming from behind the furthermost stack. O thought I, at that moment, the sin of a prohibited correspondence!
In the same point of time that I saw him, he besought me, not to be frighted: And, still nearer approaching me, threw open a horseman's coat: And who should it be but Mr. Lovelace! I could not scream out (yet attempted to scream, the moment I saw a man; and again, when I saw who it was) For I had no voice: And had I not caught hold of a prop, which supported the old roof, I should have sunk.
I had hitherto, as you know, kept him at distance: And now, as I recover'd myself, judge of my first emotions, when I recollected his character from every mouth of my family; his enterprising temper; and found myself alone with him, in a place so near a bye-lane, and so remote from the house.
But his respectful behaviour soon dissipated these fears, and gave me others, lest we should be seen together, and information of it given to my brother: The consequences of which, I could readily think, would be, if not further mischief, an imputed assignation, a stricter confinement, a forfeited correspondence with you, my beloved friend, and a pretence for the most violent compulsion: And neither the one set of reflections, nor the other, acquitted him to me for his bold intrusion.
As soon therefore as I could speak, I express'd with the greatest warmth my displeasure; and told him, that he cared not how much he exposed me to the resentments of all my friends, provided he could gratify his own impetuous humour; and I commanded him to leave the place that moment: And was hurrying from him; when he threw himself in the way at my feet, beseeching my stay for one moment; declaring, that he suffer'd himself to be guilty of this rashness, as I thought it, to avoid one much greater: -For, in short, he could not bear the hourly insults he received from my family, with the thoughts of having so little interest in my favour, that he could not promise himself, that his patience and forbearance would be attended with any other issue, than to lose me for ever, and be triumphed over and insulted upon it.
This man, you know, has very ready knees. You have said, that he ought, in small points, frequently to offend, on purpose to shew what an address he is master of.
He run on, expressing his apprehensions, that a temper so gentle and obliging, as he said mine was, to every-body but him (and a dutifulness so exemplary inclining me to do my part to others, whether they did theirs or not by me), would be wrought upon in favour of a man set up in part to be reveng'd upon myself, for my grandfather's envied distinction of me; and in part to be reveng'd upon him, for having given life to one, who would have taken his; and now sought to deprive him of hopes dearer to him than life.
I told him, he might be assur'd, that the severity and ill-usage I met with would be far from effecting the intended end: That altho' I could, with great sincerity, declare for a Single Life, which had always been my choice; and particularly, that if ever I marry'd, if they would not insist upon the man I had an aversion to, it should not be with the man they disliked-
He interrupted me here: He hoped, I would forgive him for it; but he could not help expressing his great concern, that, after so many instances of his passionate and obsequious devotion-
And pray Sir, said I, let me interrupt you in my turn: -Why don't you assert, in still plainer words, the obligation you have laid me under by this your boasted devotion? Why don't you let me know, in terms as high as your implication, that a perseverance I have not wish'd for, which has set all my relations at variance with me, is a merit, that throws upon me the guilt of ingratitude, for not answering it as you seem to expect?
I must forgive him, he said, if he, who pretended only to a comparative merit (and otherwise thought no man living could deserve me), had presumed to hope for a greater share in my favour, than he had hitherto met with, when such men as Mr. Symmes, Mr. Wyerley, and now, lastly, so vile a reptile as this Solmes, however discouraged by myself, were made his competitors. As to the perseverance I mentioned, it was impossible for him not to persevere: But I must needs know, that were he not in being, the terms Solmes had proposed were such, as would have involved me in the same difficulties with my relations that I now laboured under. He therefore took the liberty to say, that my favour to him, far from increasing those difficulties, would be the readiest way to extricate me from them. They had made it impossible (he told me, with too much truth) to oblige them any way, but by sacrificing myself to Solmes. They were well apprised besides of the difference between the two; one, whom they hoped to manage as they pleased; the other, who could and would protect me from every insult; and who had natural prospects much superior to my brother's foolish views, of a title.
How comes this man to know so well all our foibles? But I more wonder, how he came to have a notion of meeting me in this place!
I was very uneasy to be gone; and the more as the night came on apace. But there was no getting from him, till I had heard a great deal more of what he had to say.
As he hoped, that I would one day make him the happiest man in the world, he assured me, that he had so much regard for my fame, that he would be as far from advising any step that were likely to cast a shade upon my reputation, (altho' That step were to be ever so much in his own favour) as I would be to follow such advice. But since I was not to be permitted to live single, he would submit it to my consideration, whether I had any way but one to avoid the intended violence to my inclinations: My father so jealous of his authority: Both my uncles in my father's way of thinking: My cousin Morden at a distance: My uncle and aunt Hervey aw'd into insignificance, was his word: My brother and sister inflaming every one; Solmes's offers captivating: Miss Howe's mother rather of party with them, for motives respecting example to her own daughter.
And then he ask'd me, if I would receive a letter from his aunt Lawrance, on this occasion: For his aunt Sadleir, he said, having lately lost her only child, hardly looked into the world, or thought of it farther, than to wish him marry'd, and, preferably to all the women in the world, with me.
To be sure, my dear, there is a great deal in what the man said: -I may be allow'd to say This, without an imputed glow or throb. -But I told him, nevertheless, that altho' I had great honour for the Ladies he was related to (for his two aunts in particular), yet I should not choose to receive a letter on a subject, that had a tendency to promote an end I was far from intending to promote: That it became me, ill as I was treated at present, to hope everything, to bear every-thing, and to try every-thing: When my father saw my steadfastness, and that I would die rather than have Mr. Solmes, he would perhaps recede.-
Interrupting me, he represented the unlikelihood there was of that, from the courses they had enter'd upon; which he thus enumerated: -Their engaging Mrs. Howe against me, in the first place, as a person I might have thought to fly to, if push'd to desperation: - My brother continually buzzing in my father's ears, that my cousin Morden would soon arrive, and then would insist upon giving me possession of my grandfather's estate, in pursuance of the will; which would render me independent of my father! -Their disgraceful confinement of me: -Their dismissing so suddenly my servant, and setting my sister's over me: -Their engaging my mamma, contrary to her own judgment, against me: These, he said, were all so many flagrant proofs, that they would stick at nothing to carry their point; and were what made him inexpressibly uneasy.
He appealed to me, whether ever I knew my papa recede from any resolution he had once fix'd; especially, if he thought either his prerogative, or his authority, concern'd in the question. His acquaintance with our family, he said, enabled him to give several instances (but they would be too grating to me) of an arbitrariness that had few examples even in the families of princes: An arbitrariness, which the most excellent of women, my mamma, too severely experienced.
He was proceeding, as I thought, with reflections of this sort; and I angrily told him, I would not permit my father to be reflected upon; adding, That his severity to me, however unmerited, was not a warrant for me to dispense with my duty to him.
He had no pleasure, he said, in urging any thing that could be so construed; for, however well warranted he was to make such reflections, from the provocations they were continually giving him, he knew how offensive to me any liberties of this sort would be. - And yet he must own, that it was painful to him, who had youth and passions to be allow'd for, as well as others; and who had always valued himself upon speaking his mind; to curb himself, under such treatment. Nevertheless, his consideration for me would make him confine himself in his observations, to facts, that were too flagrant, and too openly avowed, to be disputed. It could not therefore justly displease, he would venture to say, if he made this natural inference from the premises, That if such were my father's behaviour to a wife, who disputed not the imaginary prerogative he was so unprecedently fond of asserting, what room had a daughter to hope, he would depart from an authority he was so earnest, and so much more concern'd, to maintain? family-interests at the same time engaging; an aversion, however causelessly conceived, stimulating; my brother's and sister's resentments and selfish views co-operating; and my banishment from their presence depriving me of all personal plea or intreaty in my own favour.
How unhappy, my dear, that there is but too much reason for these observations, and for this inference; made, likewise, with more coolness and respect to my family than one would have apprehended from a man so much provok'd, and of passions so high, and generally thought uncontroulable!-
Will you not question me about throbs and glows, if, from such instances of a command over his fiery temper, for my sake, I am ready to infer, that were my friends capable of a reconciliation with him, he might be affected by arguments apparently calculated for his present and future good?
He represented to me, that my present disgraceful confinement was known to all the world: That neither my sister nor brother scrupled to represent me as an obliged and favoured child, in a state of actual rebellion: -That, nevertheless, every-body who knew me was ready to justify me for an aversion to a man, whom every-body thought utterly unworthy of me, and more fit for my sister: That unhappy as he was, in not having been able to make any greater impression upon me in his favour, all the world gave me to him: - Nor was there but one objection made to him, by his very enemies (his birth, his fortunes, his prospects all unexceptionable, and the latter splendid); and that, he thank'd God, and my example, was in a fair way of being removed for ever: Since he had seen his error, and was heartily sick of the courses he had follow'd; which, however, were far less enormous than malice and envy had represented them to be. But of This he should say the less, as it were much better to justify himself by his actions, than by the most solemn asseverations, and promises: And then complimenting my person, he assured me (for that he always loved virtue, altho' he had not follow'd its rules, as he ought), that he was still more captivated with the graces of my mind: And would frankly own, that till he had the honour to know me, he had never met with an inducement sufficient to enable him to overcome an unhappy kind of prejudice to matrimony; which had made him before impenetrable to the wishes and recommendations of all his relations.
You see, my dear, he scruples not to speak of himself, as his enemies speak of him. I can't say, but his openness in these particulars gives a credit to his other professions. I should easily, I think, detect an hypocrite: And this man particularly, who is said to have allowed himself in great liberties, were he to pretend to instantaneous lights and convictions-at his time of life too: Habits, I am sensible, are not so easily changed. You have always join'd with me in remarking, that he will speak his mind with freedom, even to a degree of unpoliteness sometimes; and that his very treatment of my family is a proof that he cannot make a mean court to any body for interest sake. -What pity, where there are such laudable traces, that they should have been so mired, and choaked up, as I may say! -We have heard, that the man's head is better than his heart: But do you really think Mr. Lovelace can have a very bad heart? Why should not there be something in blood in the human creature, as well as in the ignobler animals? None of his family are exceptionable-but himself, indeed. The Ladies characters are admirable. But I shall incur the imputation I wish to avoid. Yet what a look of censoriousness does it carry, to take one to task for doing that justice, and making those charitable inferences in favour of one particular person, which one ought without scruple to do, and to make, in the behalf of any other man living?
He then again press'd, that I would receive a letter from his aunt Lawrance of offer'd protection. He said, that people of birth stood a little too much upon punctilio; as people of virtue also did: (-But indeed Birth, worthily liv'd up to, was Virtue; Virtue, Birth; the inducements to a decent punctilio the same; the origin of both, one [How came this notion from him!])-: Else, his aunt would write to me: But she would be willing to be first appris'd, that her offer would be well receiv'd-as it would have the appearance of being made against the liking of one part of my family; and which nothing would induce her to make, but the degree of unworthy persecution which I actually labour'd under, and had further reason to apprehend.
I told him, that, however greatly I thought myself obliged to Lady Betty Lawrance, if This offer came from herself; yet it was easy to see to what it led. It might look like vanity in me, perhaps, to say, That this urgency in him, on this occasion, wore the face of art, in order to engage me into measures I might not easily extricate myself from. I said, that I should not be affected by the splendor of even a Royal title. Goodness, I thought, was Greatness: That the excellent characters of the Ladies of his family weigh'd more with me, than the consideration that they were half-sisters to Lord M. and daughters of an Earl: That he would not have found encouragement from me, had my friends been consenting to his address, if he had only a mere relative merit to those Ladies: Since, in that case, the very reasons that made me admire them, would have been so many objections to their kinsman.
I then assur'd him, that it was with infinite concern, that I had found myself drawn into an epistolary correspondence with him; especially since that correspondence had been prohibited: -And the only agreeable use I could think of making of this unexpected and undesired interview, was, to let him know, that I should from henceforth think myself obliged to discontinue it. And I hoped, that he would not have the thought of engaging me to carry it on, by menacing my relations.
There was light enough to distinguish, that he looked very grave upon this. He so much valued my free choice, he said, and my unbias'd favour (scorning to set himself upon a foot with Solmes, in the compulsory methods used in that man's behalf), that he should hate himself, were he capable of a view of intimidating me by so very poor a method. But, nevertheless, there were two things to be consider'd: First, That the continual outrages he was treated with; the spies set over him, one of which he had detected; the indignities all his family were likewise treated with; as also, myself, avowedly in malice to him, or he should not presume to take upon himself to resent for me, without my leave [The artful wretch saw he would have lain open here, had he not thus guarded]: All these considerations called upon him to shew a proper resentment: And he would leave it to me to judge, whether it would be reasonable for him, as a man of spirit, to bear such insults, if it were not for my sake. I would be pleased to consider, in the next place, whether the situation I was in (a prisoner in my father's house, and my whole family determined to compel me to marry a man unworthy of me; and that speedily, and whether I consented or not) admitted of delay in the preventive measures he was desirous to put me upon, in the last resort only. Nor was there a necessity, he said, if I were actually in Lady Betty's protection, that I should be his, if I should see any thing objectible in his conduct, afterwards.
But what would the world conclude would be the end, I asked him, were I to throw myself into the protection of his friends, but that it was with such a view?
And what less did the world think now, he asked, than that I was confined that I might not? You are to consider, Madam, you have not now an option; and to whom it is owing that you have not; and that you are in the power of those (Parents why should I call them?) who are determin'd, that you shall not have an option. All I propose is, that you will embrace such a protection;-but not till you have try'd every way, to avoid the necessity for it.
And give me leave to say, that if a correspondence, on which I have founded all my hopes, is, at this critical conjuncture, to be broken off; and if you are resolved not to be provided against the worst; it must be plain to me, that you will at last yield to That worst-Worst to me only-It cannot be to you-And then! (and he put his hand clenched to his forehead) how shall I bear the supposition? -Then will you be That Solmes's! -But, by all that's Sacred, neither he, nor your brother, nor your uncles, shall enjoy their triumph: -Perdition seize my soul, if they shall!
The man's vehemence frighten'd me: Yet, in resentment, I would have left him; but, throwing himself at my feet again, Leave me not thus, I beseech you, dearest Madam, leave me not thus, in despair. I kneel not, repenting of what I have vow'd in such a case as That I have supposed. I re-vow it, at your feet! -And so he did. But think not it is by way of menace, or to intimidate you to favour me. If your heart inclines you [and then he arose] to obey your father (your brother, rather), and to have Solmes, altho' I shall avenge myself on those who have insulted me, for their insults to myself and family; yet will I tear out my heart from This bosom (if possible, with my own hands), were it to scruple to give up its ardors to a woman capable of such a preference.
I told him, that he talked to me in very high language; but he might assure himself, that I never would have Mr. Solmes (Yet that this I said not in favour to him): And I had declared as much to my relations, were there not such a man as himself in the world.
Would I declare, that I would still honour him with my correspondence? -He could not bear, that, hoping to obtain greater instances of my favour, he should forfeit the only one he had to boast of.
I bid him forbear rashness or resentment to any of my family, and I would, for some time at least, till I saw what issue my present trials were likely to have, proceed with a correspondence, which, nevertheless, my heart condemned.-
And his spirit him, the impatient creature said, interrupting me, for bearing what he did; when he considered, that the necessity of it was imposed upon him; not by my will; for then he would bear it chearfully, and a thousand times more; but by creatures- And there he stopp'd.
I told him plainly, that he might thank himself (whose indifferent character, as to morals, had given such a handle against him) for all. It was but just, that a man should be spoken evil of, who set no value upon his own reputation.
He offer'd to vindicate himself: But I told him, I would judge him by his own rule-by his actions, not by his professions.
Were not his enemies, he said, so powerful, and so determined; and had they not already shewn their intentions in such high acts of even cruel compulsion; but would leave me to my choice, or to my desire of living single; he would have been content to undergo a twelvemonth's probation, or more: But he was confident, that one month would either complete all their purposes, or render them abortive: And I best knew what hopes I had of my father's receding: He did not know him, if I had any.
I said, I would try every method, that either my duty or my influence upon any of them should suggest, before I would put myself into any other protection. And, if nothing else would do, would resign the envied estate; and that I dared to say would.
He was contented, he said, to abide that issue. He should be far from wishing me to embrace any other protection, but, as he had frequently said, in the last necessity. But, dearest creature, said he, catching my hand with ardor, and pressing it to his lips, if the yielding up that estate will do-Resign it;-and be mine-And I will corroborate, with all my soul, your resignation! -This was not ungenerously said, my dear! But what will not these men say to obtain belief, and a power over one?
I made many efforts to go; and now it was so dark, that I began to have great apprehensions-I cannot say from his behaviour: Indeed, he has a good deal raised himself in my opinion, by the personal respect, even to reverence, which he paid me during the whole conference: For altho' he flam'd out once, upon a supposition that Solmes might succeed, it was upon a supposition that would excuse passion, if any thing could, you know, in a man pretending to love with fervor; altho' it was so levell'd, that I could not avoid resenting it.
He recommended himself to my favour at parting, with great earnestness, yet with as great submission; not offering to condition any thing with me; altho' he hinted his wishes for another meeting: Which I forbid him ever attempting again in the same place. - And I'll own to you, from whom I should be really blameable to conceal any thing, that his arguments (drawn from the disgraceful treatment I meet with) of what I am to expect, make me begin to apprehend, that I shall be under an obligation to be either the one man's or the other's-And if so, I fancy I shall not incur your blame, were I say, which of the two it must be. You have said, which it must not be. But, O my dear, the Single Life is by far the most eligible to me: Indeed it is. And I yet hope to obtain the blessing of making that option.
I got back without observation: But the apprehension that I should not, gave me great uneasiness; and made me begin my letter in a greater flutter than he gave me cause to be in, except at the first seeing him; for then, indeed, my spirits failed me; and it was a particular felicity, that, in such a place, in such a fright, and alone with him, I fainted not away.
I should add, That having reproached him with his behaviour the last Sunday at church, he solemnly assured me, That it was not what had been represented to me: That he did not expect to see me there: But hoped to have an opportunity to address himself to my father, and to be permitted to attend him home. But that the good Dr. Lewin had persuaded him not to attempt speaking to any of the family, at that time; observing to him the emotions his presence had put every-body in. He intended no pride, or haughtiness of behaviour, he assured me; and that the attributing such to him was the effect of that ill will which he had the mortification to find insuperable: Adding, That when he bowed to my mamma, it was a compliment he intended generally to every one in the pew, as well as to her, whom he sincerely venerated.
If he may be believed (and I should think he would not have come purposely to defy my family, yet expect favour from me), one may see, my dear, the force of hatred, which misrepresents all things: -Yet why should Shorey (except officiously to please her principals) make a report in his disfavour? He told me, That he would appeal to Dr. Lewin for his justification on this head; adding, that the whole conversation between them turned upon his desire to attempt to reconcile concile himself to us all, in the face of the Church; and, upon the Doctor's endeavouring to dissuade him from making such a public overture, till he knew how it would be accepted. But, alas! I am debarred from seeing that good man, or any one who would advise me what to do in my present difficult situation!-
I fancy, my dear, however, that there would hardly be a guilty person in the world, were each suspected or accused person to tell his or her own story, and be allowed any degree of credit.
I have written a very long letter. To be so particular as you require, in subjects of conversation, it is impossible to be short. I will add to it only the assurance, That I am, and ever will be,
Your affectionate and faithful
friend and servant,
Cl. Harlowe.
You'll be so good, my dear, as to remember, that the date of your last letter to me, was the 9th of this instant March.

### v1 LETTER XXXVII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sunday, March 19.
I beg your pardon, my dearest friend, for having given you occasion to remind me of the date of my last. I was willing to have before me as much of the workings of your wise relations as possible; being verily persuaded, that one side or the other would have yielded by this time: And then, I should have had some degree of certainty to found my observations upon. And indeed, what can I write, that I have not already written? -You know, that I can do nothing but rave at your stupid persecutors: And That you don't like. I have advised you to resume your own estate: That you won't do. You cannot bear the thoughts of having their Solmes: And Lovelace is resolved you shall be his, let who will say to the contrary. I think you must be either the one man's or the other's. Let us see what their next step will be. As to Lovelace, while he tells his own story; having behaved so handsomely on his intrusion in the woodhouse; and intended so well at Church; who can say, That the man is in the least blameworthy? -Wicked people! to combine against so innocent a man! -But, as I said, Let us see what their next step will be, and what course you will take upon it; and then we may be more inlighten'd.
As to your change of style to your uncles, and brother, and sister, since they were so fond of attributing to you a regard for Lovelace, and would not be persuaded to the contrary; and since you only strengthened their arguments against yourself by denying it; you did but just as I would have done, in giving way to their suspicions; and trying what That would do-But if-But if-Pray, my dear, indulge me a little-You yourself think it was necessary to apologize to me for that change of style to them-And till you will speak out like a friend to her un-question-able friend, I must teaze you a little-Let it run, therefore; for it will run-
If, then, there be not a reason for this change of style, which you have not thought fit to give me, be so good as to watch, as I once before advised you, how the cause for it will come on: Why should it be permitted to steal upon you, and you know nothing of the matter?
When a person gets a great cold, he or she puzzles, and studies, how it began; how he-she got it: And when that is accounted for, down he-she sits contented, and lets it have its course, or takes a sweat, or the like, to get rid of it, if it be very troublesome. -So, my dear, before the malady you wot of, yet wot not of, grows so importunate, as that you must be obliged to sweat it out, let me advise you to mind how it comes on. For I am persuaded, as surely as that I am now writing to you, that their indiscreet violence on one hand, and his insinuating address on the other, if the man be not a greater fool than any body thinks him, will effectually bring it to This, and do all his work for him.
But let it-If it must be Lovelace or Solmes, the choice cannot admit of debate. -Yet, if all be true that is reported, I should prefer almost any of your other lovers to either; unworthy as they also are. But who, indeed, can be worthy of Miss Clarissa Harlowe?
I wish you don't tax me of harping too much upon one string. I should, indeed, think myself inexcusable so to do (the rather, as I am so bold, as to imagine it is a point out of all doubt, from fifty places in your letters, were I to labour the proof), if you would ingenuously own-
Own what? you'll say. Why, my Anna Howe, I hope, you don't think, that I am already in love!-
No, to be sure! How can your Anna Howe have such a thought? -Love, tho' so short a word, has a broad sound with it. What then shall we call it? You have help'd me to a phrase that has a narrower sound with it; but a pretty broad meaning, nevertheless: A conditional kind of liking!-that's it. -O my friend! Did I not know how much you despise Prudery; and that you are too young, and too lovely to be a Prude-
But, avoiding such hard names, let me tell you one thing, my dear (which nevertheless I have told you before); and that is This, That I shall think I have reason to be highly displeased with you, if, when you write to me, you endeavour to keep from me any Secret of your heart.
Let me add, That if you would clearly and explicitly tell me, how far Lovelace has, or has not, a hold in your affections, I could better advise you what to do, than at present I can. You, who are so famed for prescience, as I may call it, and than whom no young Lady ever had stronger pretensions to a share of it; have had, no doubt, reasonings in your heart about him, supposing you were to be one day his (No doubt but you have had the same in Solmes's case: - Whence the ground for the hatred of the one; and of the conditional liking of the other): Will you tell me, my dear, what you have thought of his best and of his worst? -How far eligible for the first; how far rejectible for the last? -Then weighing both parts in opposite scales, we shall see which is likely to preponderate; or rather which does preponderate. Nothing less than the knowlege of the inmost recesses of your heart, can satisfy my love and my friendship. Surely, you are not afraid to trust yourself with a secret of this nature: If you are, then you may the more allowably doubt me. But I dare say, you will not own either: Nor is there, I hope, cause for either.
Be pleased to observe one thing, my dear, that whenever I have given myself any of those airs of raillery, which have seem'd to make you look about you (when, likewise, your case may call for a more serious turn from a sympathizing friend), it has not been upon those passages which are written, tho' perhaps not intended, with such explicitness (don't be alarm'd, my dear!) as leaves one little cause of doubt: But only when you affect reserve; when you give new words for common things; when you come with your curiosities, with your conditional likings, and with your Prude-encies (mind how I spell the word) in a case, that with every other person defies all prudence -Overt-acts of treason, all these against the sovereign friendship we have vowed to each other!-
Remember, that you found me out in a moment. You challeng'd me. I owned directly, that there was only my pride between the man and me; for I could not endure, I told you, to think it in the power of any fellow living to give me a moment's uneasiness. And then my man, as I have elsewhere said, was not such a one as yours: So I had reason to impute full as much to my own inconsideration, as to his power over me: Nay, more. But still more to yours. For you reason'd me out of the curiosity first; and when the liking was brought to be conditional-Why then, you know, I throbb'd no more about him.
O! pray now, as you say, now I have mentioned that my fellow was not such a charming fellow as yours, let Miss Biddulph, Miss Lloyd, Miss Campion, and me, have your opinion, how far Figure ought to engage us: With a view to your own case, however -Mind that -as Mr. T'Antony says-And whether at all, if the man be vain of it; since, as you observe in a former, that vanity is a stop-short pride in such a one, that would make one justly doubt the worthiness of his interior. You, our pattern, so lovely in feature, so graceful in person, have none of it; and have therefore with the best grace always held, that it is not excusable even in a woman.
You must know, that this subject was warmly debated among us in our last conversation, and Miss Lloyd wished me to write to you upon it for your opinion; to which, in every debated case, we always defered. I hope you will not be so much ingross'd by your more weighty cares, as not to have freedom of spirits enough to enter upon the task. -You know how much we all admire your opinion on such topics; which ever produces something new and instructive, as you handle the subjects. And pray tell us, to what you think it owing, that your man seems so careful to adorn that self-adorned person of his; yet so manages, that one cannot for one's heart think him a coxcomb? -Let this question, and the above tasks, divert, and not displease you, my dear. -One subject, tho' ever so important, could never yet ingross your capacious mind. If they should displease you, you must recollect the many instances of my impertinence, which you have forgiven, and then say, This is a mad girl: -But yet I love her! -And she is my own
Anna Howe.

### v1 LETTER XXXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday, March 20.
Your last so sensibly affects me, that I must postpone every other consideration, however weighty, to reply to it: And this I will do very distinctly, and with all the openness of heart, which our mutual friendship demands.
But let me observe, in the first place, gratefully observe, That if I have in fifty passages of my letters given you such undoubted proofs of my value for Mr. Lovelace, that you have spared me for the sake of my explicitness, it is acting by me with a generosity worthy of yourself.
But lives the man, think you, who is so very bad, that he does not give even a doubting mind reason at one time to be better pleased with him, than at another? And when that reason offers, is it not just to express one's self accordingly? I would do the man who addresses me as much justice, as if he did not address me: It has such a look of tyranny, it appears so ungenerous, methinks, to use a man worse for his respect to one (no other cause for disrespect occurring), that I would not by any means be that person who should do so.
But, altho' I may intend no more than justice, it will, perhaps, be difficult to hinder those who know the man's views, from construing it as a partial favour: And especially if the eager-ey'd observer has been formerly touch'd herself, and would triumph that her friend had been no more able to escape than she! -Noble minds, emulative of perfection (and yet the passion, properly directed, I do not take to be an im-perfection neither), may be allow'd a little generous envy, I think!
If I meant by this a reflection, by way of revenge, it is but a revenge, my dear, in the soft sense of the word! -I love, as I have told you, your pleasantry - Altho' at the time, it may pain one a little; yet on recollection, when one feels in the reproof more of the cautioning friend, than of the satirizing observer, an ingenuous mind will be all gratitude upon it. All the business will be This, I shall be sensible of the pain in the present letter perhaps; but I shall thank you in the next, and ever after.
In this way, I hope, my dear, you will account for a little of that sensibility which you will find above, and perhaps still more, as I proceed. -You frequently remind me, by the best example, that I must not spare you!
I am not conscious, that I have written any thing of this man, that has not been more in his dispraise than in his favour. Such is the man, that I think I must have been faulty, and ought to take myself to account, if I had not: But if you think otherwise, I will not put you upon labouring the proof, as you call it! My conduct must then have a faulty appearance at least, and I will endeavour to rectify it. But of this I assure you, That whatever interpretation my words were capable of, I intended not any reserve to you. I wrote my heart, at the time: -If I had had thoughts of disguising it, or been conscious, that there was reason for doing so; perhaps I had not given you the opportunity of remarking upon my curiosity after his relations esteem for me; nor upon my conditional liking, and such-like. All I intended by the first, I believe I honestly told you at the time: To that letter I therefore refer, whether it make for me, or against me: And by the other, that I might bear in mind, what it became a person of my sex and character to be and to do, in such an unhappy situation, where the imputed love is thought an undutiful, and therefore a criminal, passion; and where the supposed object of it is a man of faulty morals too. And I am sure you will excuse my desire of appearing at those times the person I ought to be; had I no other view in it, but to merit the continuance of your good opinion.
But that I may acquit myself of having reserves- O, my dear, I must here break off!-

### v1 LETTER XXXIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday, March 20.
This letter will account to you, my dear, for my abrupt breaking off in the answer I was writing to yours of yesterday; and which, possibly, I shall not be able to finish, and send you, till to-morrow or next day; having a great deal to say to the subjects you put to me in it. What I am now to give you are the particulars of another effort made by my friends, thro' the good Mrs. Norton.
It seems they had sent to her yesterday, to be here this day, to take their instructions, and to try what she could do with me. It would, at least, I suppose they thought, have this effect; To render me inexcusable with her; or to let her see, that there was no room for the expostulations she had often wanted to make in my favour to my mamma.
The declaration, that my heart was free, afforded them an argument to prove obstinacy and perverseness upon me; since it could be nothing else that govern'd me in my opposition to their wills, if I had no particular esteem for another man: And now, that I have given them reason (in order to obviate this argument) to suppose that I have a preference to another, they are resolved to carry their schemes into execution as soon as possible. And in order to this, they sent for This good woman, for whom they know I have even a filial regard.
She found assembled my papa and mamma, my brother and sister, my two uncles, and my aunt Hervey.
My brother acquainted her with all that had passed since she was last permitted to see me; with my letters avowing my regard to Mr. Lovelace, as they all interpreted them; with the substance of their answers to them; and with their resolutions.
My mamma spoke next; and delivered herself to this effect, as the good woman told me afterwards:
After reciting how many times I had been indulged in my refusals of different gentlemen; and the pains she had taken with me, to induce me to oblige my whole family, in one instance out of five or six; and my obstinacy upon it; O my good Mrs. Norton, said the dear Lady, could you have thought, that my Clarissa and your Clarissa was capable of so determin'd an opposition to the will of parents so indulgent to her? But see what you can do with her. The matter is gone too far to be receded from, on our parts. Her papa had concluded every thing with Mr. Solmes, not doubting her compliance. Such noble settlements, Mrs. Norton, and such advantages to the whole family! -In short, she has it in her power to lay an obligation upon us all. Mr. Solmes, knowing she has good principles, and hoping, by his patience now, and good treatment hereafter, to engage her gratitude, and by degrees her love, is willing to overlook All!-
[Overlook all, my dear! Mr. Solmes to overlook all! There's a word!]
So, Mrs. Norton, if you are convinc'd, that it is a child's duty to submit to her parents authority, in the most important point as well as in the least, I beg you'll try your influence over her: I have none. Her papa has none: Her uncles neither. Altho' it is her apparent interest to oblige us All; for, on that condition, her grandfather's estate is not half of what, living and dying, is purpos'd to be done for her. If any body can prevail with her, it is you; and I hope you will heartily enter upon this task with her.
She ask'd, Whether she was permitted to expostulate with them upon the occasion, before she came up to me?
My arrogant brother told her, she was sent for to expostulate with his sister, and not with them. And This, Goody Norton [She is always Goody with him!], you may tell her, that matters are gone so far with Mr. Solmes, that there is no going back! -Of consequence, no room for your expostulation, or hers either.
Be assured of This, Mrs. Norton, said my papa, in an angry tone, that we will not be baffled by her. We will not appear like fools in This matter, and as if we had no authority over our own daughter. We will not, in short, be bully'd out of our child by a cursed rake, who had like to have killed our only son! -And so she had better make a merit of her obedience: For comply she shall, if I live; independent as she thinks my father's indiscreet bounty hath made her of me, her father. Indeed since That, she has never been what she was before. An unjust bequest! - And it is likely to prosper accordingly! -But if she marry that vile Lovelace, I will litigate every shilling with her: Tell her so; and that the Will may be set aside, and shall.
My uncles join'd, with equal heat.
My brother was violent in his declarations.
My sister put in with vehemence, on the same side.
My aunt Hervey was pleased to say, There was no article so proper for parents to govern in, as This of marriage: And it was very fit, mine should be obliged.
Thus instructed, the good woman came up to me. She told me all that had passed; and was very earnest with me to comply; and so much justice did she to the task imposed upon her, that I more than once thought, that her own opinion went with theirs. But when she saw what an immoveable aversion I had to the man, she lamented with me their determin'd resolution: And then examin'd into the sincerity of my profession, that I would gladly compound with them by living single: Of this being satisfy'd, she was so convinc'd, that this offer (which would exclude Lovelace effectually) ought to be accepted, that she would go down, altho' I told her, it was what I had tender'd over-and-over to no purpose, and undertake to be guaranty for me on that score.
She went accordingly; but soon return'd in tears; being used harshly for urging this alternative: -They had a right to my obedience upon their own terms, they said: My proposal was an artifice, only to gain time: Nothing but marrying Mr. Solmes should do: They had told me so before: They should not be at rest till it was done; for they knew what an interest Lovelace had in my heart: I had as good as own'd it in my letters to my uncles, and brother, and sister, altho' I had most disingenuously declared otherwise to my mamma. I depended, they said, upon their indulgence, and my own power over them: They had not banish'd me their presence, if they did not know that their consideration for me was greater than mine for them. And they would be obey'd, or I never should be restor'd to their favour, let the consequence be what it would.
My brother thought fit to tell the good woman, that her whining nonsense did but harden me. There was a perverseness, he said, in female minds, a Tragedy-pride, that would make a romantic young creature, such a one as me, risque any thing to obtain pity. I was of an age, and a turn (the insolent said), to be fond of a lover-like distress: And my grief (which she pleaded) would never break my heart; it would sooner break That of the best and most indulgent of mothers. He added, That she might once more go up to me: But that, if she prevailed not, he should suspect, that the man they all hated had found a way to attach her to his interest.
Every-body blam'd him for this unworthy reflection; which greatly affected the good woman. But nevertheless he said, and no-body contradicted him, that if she could not prevail upon her sweet child (as it seems she had fondly called me), she had best withdraw to her own home, and there tarry till she was sent for; and so leave her sweet child to her father's management.
Sure no-body ever had so insolent, so hard-hearted a brother, as I have! So much resignation to be expected from me! So much arrogance, and to so good a woman, and of so fine an understanding, to be allowed in him!
She nevertheless told him, that however she might be ridiculed for speaking of the sweetness of my disposition, she must take upon her to say, that there never was a sweeter in the sex: And that she had ever found, that by mild methods, and gentleness, I might at any time be prevailed upon, even in points against my own judgment and opinion.
My aunt Hervey hereupon said, it was worth while to reflect upon what Mrs. Norton said: And that she had sometimes allowed herself to doubt, whether I had been begun with by such methods as generous tempers are only to be influenced by, in cases where their hearts are supposed to be opposite to the will of their friends.
She had both my brother and sister upon her for This: Who referr'd to my mamma, whether she had not treated me with an indulgence that had hardly any example?
My mamma said, She must own, that no indulgence had been wanting from her: But she must needs say, and had often said it, that the reception I met with on my return from Miss Howe, and the manner in which the proposal of Mr. Solmes was made to me (which was such as left nothing to my choice), and before I had had an opportunity to converse with him, were not what she had by any means approved of.
She was silenc'd, you will guess by whom,-with, My dear! my dear! -You have ever something to say, something to palliate, for this rebel of a girl! -Remember her treatment of you, of me! -Remember, that the wretch, whom we so justly hate, would not dare to persist in his purposes, but for her encouragement of him, and obstinacy to us. -Mrs. Norton (angrily to her), go up to her once more-and if you think gentleness will do-you have a commission to be gentle. -If it won't, never make use of that plea again.
Ay, my good woman, said my mamma, try your force with her. My sister Hervey and I will go up to her, and bring her down in our hands, to receive her father's blessing, and assurances of every-body's love, if she will be prevailed upon: And, in that case, we will all love you the better for your good offices.
She came up to me, and repeated all these passages with tears: -But, after what had passed between us, I told her, that she could not hope to prevail upon me to comply with measures so wholly my brother's; and so much to my aversion. -And then folding me to her maternal bosom, I leave you, my dearest Miss, said she! -I leave you, because I must! -But let me beseech you to do nothing rashly; nothing unbecoming your character. If all be true that is said, Mr. Love-lace cannot deserve you. If you can comply, remember it is your duty to comply. They take not, I own, the right method with so generous a spirit. But remember, that there would not be any merit in your compliance, if it were not to be against your own will. Remember also, what is expected from a character so extraordinary as yours: Remember, it is in your power to unite or disunite your whole family for ever. Altho' it should at present be disagreeable to you to be thus compelled, your prudence, I dare say, when you consider the matter seriously, will enable you to get over all prejudices against the one, and all prepossessions in favour of the other: And then the obligation you will lay all your family under, will be not only meritorious in you, with regard to them, but in a few months, very probably, highly satisfactory, as well as reputable, to yourself.
Consider, my dear mamma Norton, said I, only consider, that it is not a small thing that is insisted upon; nor for a short duration: It is for my Life. - Consider too, that all This is owing to an overbearing brother, who governs every-body. Consider how desirous I am to oblige them, if a single life, and breaking all correspondence with the man they hate because my brother hates him, would do it.
I consider every-thing, my dearest Miss: And, added to what I have said, do you only consider, that if, by pursuing your own will, and rejecting theirs, you should be unhappy, you will be deprived of all that consolation which those have, who have been directed by their parents, altho' the event prove not answerable to their wishes.
I must go, repeated she;-your brother will say (and she wept), that I harden you by my whining nonsense. 'Tis indeed hard, that so much regard should be paid to the humours of one child; and so little to the inclination of another. But let me repeat, that it is your duty to acquiesce, if you can acquiesce: Your father has given your brother's schemes his sanction; and they are now his. Mr. Lovelace, I doubt, is not a man that will justify your choice, so much as he will their dislike. It is too easy to see that your brother has a view in discrediting you with all your friends, with your uncles in particular: But for that very reason, you should comply, if possible, in order to disconcert his ungenerous measures. I will pray for you; and that is all I can do for you. I must now go down, and make a report, that you are resolved never to have Mr. Solmes: -Must I? -Consider, Miss,- Must I?
Indeed you must!-But of This I do assure you, that I will do nothing to disgrace the part you have had in my education. I will bear every-thing, that shall be short of forcing my hand into his, who never can have any share in my heart. I will try, by patient duty, by humility, to overcome them. But death will I choose, in any shape, rather than That man.
I dread to go down, said she, with so determin'd an answer: They will have no patience with me. -But let me leave you with one observation, which I beg of you always to bear in mind:-
'That persons of prudence, and distinguished talents, like yours, seem to be sprinkled thro' the world, to give credit, by their example, to Religion and Virtue. When such persons wilfully err, how great must be the fault! How ungrateful to that God, who blessed them with such talents! What a loss likewise to the world! What a wound to Virtue! But this, I hope, will never be to be said of Miss Clarissa Harlowe!'
I could give her no answer, but by my tears. And I thought, when she went away, the better half of my heart went with her.
I listened to hear what reception she would meet with below; and found it was just such a one as she apprehended.
Will she, or will she not, be Mrs. Solmes? None of your whining circumlocutions, Mrs. Norton! - (You may guess who said this.) -Will she, or will she not, comply with her parents will?
This cut short all she was going to say.
If I must speak so briefly, Miss will sooner die, than have-
Any-body but Lovelace! interrupted my brother- This, Madam, This, Sir, is your meek daughter! This is Mrs. Norton's sweet child! -Well, Goody, you may return to your own habitation. I am impowered to forbid you to have any correspondence with this perverse girl, for a month to come, as you value the favour of our whole family, or of any individual of it.
And saying this, uncontradicted by any-body, he himself shewed her to the door-No doubt, with all that air of cruel insult, which the haughty Rich can put on to the unhappy Low, who have not pleased them.
So here, Miss, am I deprived of the advice of one of the most prudent and conscientious women in the world, were I to have ever so much occasion for it.
I might, indeed, write, as I presume, under your cover, and receive her answers to what I should write. But should such a correspondence be charged upon her, I know she would not be guilty of a falshood for the world; nor even of an equivocation: And should she own it, after this prohibition, she would forfeit my mamma's favour for ever. And in my dangerous fever, some time ago, I engaged my mamma to promise me, that, if I died before I could do any-thing for the good woman, she would set her above want for the rest of her life, should her eyes fail her, or sickness befal her, and she could not provide for herself, as she now so prettily does by her fine needleworks, &c.
What measures will they fall upon next?-Will they not recede, when they find, that it must be a rooted antipathy, and nothing else, that could make a temper, not naturally inflexible, so sturdy?
Adieu, my dear. Be you happy! -To know that it is in your power to be so, is all that seems wanting to make you so.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v1 LETTER XL.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
[In continuation of the subject in Letter XXXVIII.]
I will now, tho' midnight (for I have no sleep in my eyes), resume the subject I was forced so abruptly to quit; and will obey yours, Miss Lloyd's, Miss Campion's, and Miss Biddulph's call, with as much temper as my divided thoughts will admit. The dead stillness of this solemn hour will, I hope, contribute to calm my disturbed mind.
In order to acquit myself of so heavy a charge as that of having reserves to so dear a friend, I will acknowlege (and I thought I had over and over), that it is owing to my particular situation, if Mr. Lovelace appears to me in a tolerable light: And I take upon me to say, that had they opposed to him a man of sense, of virtue, of generosity; one who enjoy'd his fortune with credit; who had a tenderness in his nature for the calamities of others, which would have given a moral assurance, that he would have been still less wanting in grateful returns to an obliging spirit: - Had they opposed such a man as this to Mr. Lovelace, and been as earnest to have me marry'd, as now they are, I do not know myself, if they would have had reason to tax me with that invincible obstinacy which they lay to my charge: And this, whatever had been the Figure of the man: Since the Heart is what we women should judge by in the choice we make, as the best security for the party's good behaviour in every relation of life.
But, situated as I am, thus persecuted, and driven; I own to you, that I have now and then had a little more difficulty than I wish'd for, in passing by Mr. Lovelace's tolerable qualities, to keep up my dislike to him for his others.
You say, I must have argued with myself in his favour, and in his disfavour, on a supposition, that I might possibly be one day his. I own, that I have: And thus called upon by my dearest friend, I will set before you both parts of the argument.
And first, what occurred to me in his favour.
At his introduction into our family, his negative virtues were insisted upon: -He was no gamester; no horse-racer; no fox-hunter; no drinker: My poor aunt Hervey had, in confidence, given us to apprehend much disagreeable evil, especially to a wise of the least delicacy, from a wine-lover: And common sense instructed us, that Sobriety in a man, is no small point to be secured, when so many mischiefs happen daily from excess. I remember, that my sister made the most of this favourable circumstance in his character, while she had any hopes of him.
He was never thought to be a niggard: Not even ungenerous: Nor, when his conduct came to be inquired into, an extravagant, or squanderer: His pride (so far as was it a laudable pride) secured him from that. Then he was ever ready to own his errors: He was no jester upon sacred things: Poor Mr. Wyerley's fault: who seemed to think, that there was wit in saying bold things, which would shock a serious mind. His conversation with us was always unexceptionable; even chastly so; which, be his actions what they would, shew'd him capable of being influenc'd by decent company; and that he might probably therefore be a led man, rather than a leader, in other. And one late instance, so late as last Saturday evening, has raised him not a little in my opinion, with regard to this point of good (and, at the same time, of manly) behaviour.
As to the advantage of birth, that is of his side, above any man who has been found out for me: If we may judge by that expression of his, which you was pleased with at the time; 'That upon true quality, and hereditary distinction, if good sense were not wanting, honour sat as easy as his glove:' That, with as familiar an air, was his familiar expression; 'while none but the prosperous upstart, Mushroom'd into rank (another of his peculiars) was arrogantly proud of it.' If, I say, we may judge of him by this, we shall conclude in his favour, that he knows what sort of behaviour is to be expected from persons of Birth, whether he act up to it or not. Conviction is half way to amendment.
His fortunes in possession are handsome; in expectation, splendid: So nothing need be said on that subject.
But it is impossible, say some, that he should make a tender or kind husband. Those who are for imposing upon me such a man as Mr. Solmes, and by methods so violent, are not intitled to make this objection: But now, on this subject, let me tell you how I have argued with myself-For still you must remember, that I am upon the extenuating part of his character.
A great deal of the treatment a wife may expect from him, will, possibly, depend upon herself. Perhaps she must practise, as well as promise, obedience to a man so little used to controul; and must be careful to oblige. And what husband expects not this? - The more, perhaps, if he has not reason to assure himself of the preferable love of his wife, before she became such. And how much easier and pleasanter to obey the man of her choice, if he should be even unreasonable sometimes, than one she would not have had, could she have avoided it? Then, I think, as the men were the framers of the matrimonial office, and made obedience a part of the woman's vow, she ought not, even in policy, to shew him, that she can break thro' her part of the contract, however lightly she may think of the instance; lest he should take it into his head (himself is judge) to think as lightly of other points, which she may hold more important. But indeed no point, so solemnly vow'd, can be slight.
Thus principled, and acting accordingly, what a wretch must that husband be, who could treat such a wife brutally! -Will Lovelace's wife be the only person, to whom he will not pay the grateful debt of civility and good-manners? He is allow'd to be brave: Who ever knew a brave man, if a man of sense, an universally base man? And how much the gentleness of sex, and the manner of our training-up and education, make us need the protection of the brave, and the countenance of the generous, let the general approbation which we are all so naturally inclin'd to give to men of that character, testify.
At worst, will he confine me prisoner to my chamber? Will he deny me the visits of my dearest friend, and forbid me to correspond with her? Will he take from me the Mistresly management, which I had not faultily discharged? Will he set a servant over me, with licence to insult me? Will he, as he has not a sister, permit his cousins Montague, or would either of those Ladies accept of a permission, to insult and tyrannize over me? -It cannot be. -Why then, think I often, do you tempt me, O my cruel friends, to try the difference?
And then has the secret pleasure intruded itself, to be able to reclaim such a man to the paths of virtue and honour: To be a secondary means, if I were to be his, of saving him, and preventing the mischiefs so enterprising a creature might otherwise be guilty of, if he be such a one.
In these lights when I have thought of him (and that as a man of sense he will sooner see his errors, than another), I own to you, that I have had some difficulty to avoid taking the path they so violently endeavour to make me shun: And all that command of my passions, which has been attributed to me, as my greatest praise, and, in so young a creature, as my distinction, has hardly been sufficient for me.
And let me add, that the favour of his relations (all but himself unexceptionable) has made a good deal of additional weight, thrown into the same scale.
But now, in his disfavour. When I have reflected upon the prohibition of my parents: The giddy appearance, disgraceful to sex, that such a preference would have: That there is no manner of likelihood, inflam'd by the rencounter, and upheld by art and ambition on my brother's side, that ever the animosity will be got over: That I must therefore be at perpetual variance with all my own family: Must go to him, and to his, as an obliged, and half-fortun'd person: That his aversion to them all, is as strong, as theirs to him; That his whole family are hated for his sake; they hating ours in return: That he has a very immoral character as to our sex: That knowing this, it is a high degree of impurity, to think of joining in wedlock with such a man: That he is young, unbroken, his passions unsubdued: That he is violent in his temper; yet artful: I am afraid vindictive too: That such an husband might unsettle me in all my own principles, and hazard my future hopes: That his own relations, two excellent aunts, and an uncle, from whom he has such large expectations, have no influence upon him: That what tolerable qualities he has, are founded more in pride than in virtue: That allowing, as he does, the excellency of Moral Precepts, and believing the doctrine of future Rewards and Punishments, he can live as if he despis'd the one, and defy'd the other: The probability that the taint arising from such free principles, may go down into the manners of posterity: That I knowing these things, and the importance of them, should be more inexcusable than one who knows them not; since an error against judgment, is worse, infinitely worse, than an error in judgment: -Reflecting upon these things, I cannot help conjuring you, my dear, to pray with me, and to pray for me, that I may not be push'd upon such indiscreet measures, as will render me inexcusable to myself: For that is the test, after all; the world's opinion ought to be but a secondary consideration.
I have said, in his praise, that he is extremely ready to own his errors: But I have sometimes made a great drawback upon this article, in his disfavour; having been ready to apprehend, that this ingenuity may possibly be attributable to two causes, neither of them, by any means, creditable to him. The one, that his vices are so much his masters, that he attempts not to conquer them; the other, that he may think it policy, to give up one half of his character, to save the other, when the whole may be blameable: By this means, silencing by acknowlegement the objections he cannot answer; which may give him the praise of ingenuousness, when he can obtain no other; and when the challeng'd proof might bring out, upon discussion, other evils. These, you'll allow, are severe constructions; but every-thing his enemies say of him cannot be false.
I will proceed by and by.
Sometimes we have both thought him one of the most undesigning merely witty men we ever knew; at other times one of the deepest creatures we ever convers'd with. So that, when in one visit, we have imagin'd we fathom'd him, in the next, he has made us ready to give him up as impenetrable. This, my dear, is to be put among the shades in his character. - Yet, upon the whole, you have been so far of his party, that you have contested, that his principal fault is over-frankness, and too much regardlesness of appearances, and that he is too giddy to be very artful: You would have it, that at the time he says any thing good, he means what he speaks; That his variableness and levity are constitutional, owing to found health, and to a soul and body, that was your observation, fitted for, and pleased with, each other. And hence you concluded, that could this consentaneousness, as you call'd it, of corporal and animal faculties, be pointed by discretion; that is to say, could his vivacity be confined within the pale of but moral obligations; he would be far from being rejectible as a companion for life.
But I used then to say, and I still am of opinion, that he wants a heart: And if he does, he wants every-thing. A wrong head may be convinc'd, may have a right turn given it: But who is able to give a heart, if a heart be wanting? Divine Grace, working a miracle, or next to a miracle, can only change a bad heart. Should not one fly the man who is but suspected of such a one? -What, O what, do parents do, when they precipitate a child, and make her think better than she would otherwise think of a man of an indifferent character, in order to avoid another that is odious to her!
I have said, that I think him vindictive: Upon my word, I have sometimes doubted, whether his perseverance in his addresses to me, has not been the more obstinate, since he has found himself so disagreeable to my friends. From that time, I verily think he has been more fervent in them; yet courts them not; but sets them at defiance. For this, indeed, he pleads disinterestedness (I am sure he cannot politeness) and the more plausibly, as he is apprized of the ability they have to make it worth his while to court them. 'Tis true, he has declared, and with too much reason, or there would be no enduring him, that the lowest submissions on his part, would not be accepted; and to oblige me, has offered to seek a reconciliation with them, if I would give him hope of success. As to his behaviour at church, the Sunday before last, I lay no stress upon that, because I doubt there was too much outward pride in his intentional humility, or Shorey, who is not his enemy, could not have mistaken it.
I do not think him so deeply learn'd in human Nature, or in Ethics, as some have thought him. Don't you remember how he stared, at the following trite observations, which every moralist could have furnish'd him with? Complaining, as he did, in a half-menacing strain, of the obloquies raised against him-'That if he were innocent, he should despise the obloquy: If not, revenge would not wipe off his guilt.' 'That nobody ever thought of turning a sword into a sponge!' 'That it was in his own power, by reformation of an error laid to his charge by an enemy, to make that enemy one of his best friends; and (which was the noblest revenge in the world) against his will; since an enemy would not wish him to be without the faults be taxed him with.'
But the intention, he said, was the wound.
How so, I ask'd him, when That cannot wound without the application? 'That the adversary only held the sword: He himself pointed it to his breast?- And why should he resent mortally that malice, which he might be the better for, as long as he lived?' -What could be the reading he has been said to be master of, to wonder, as he did, at these observations?
But, indeed, he must take pleasure in revenge; and yet holds others to be inexcusable for the same fault. -He is not, however, the only one who can see how truly blameable those errors are in another, which they hardly think such in themselves.
From these considerations; From these over-balances; it was, that I said, in a former, that I would not be in Love with this man for the world: And it was going further than prudence would warrant, when I was for compounding with you, by the words conditional liking; which you so humorously railly.
Well but, methinks you say, what is all this to the purpose? This is still but reasoning: But, if you are in Love, you are: And Love, like the vapours, is the deeper rooted for having no sufficient cause assignable for its hold. And so you call upon me again, to have no reserves, and so-forth.
Why then, my dear, if you will have it, I think, that, with all his preponderating faults, I like him better than I ever thought I should like him; and, those faults consider'd, better perhaps than I ought to like him. And, I believe, it is possible for the persecution I labour under, to induce me to like him still more: - Especially while I can recollect to his advantage our last interview, and as every day produces stronger instances of tyranny, I will call it, on the other side. - In a word, I will frankly own (since you cannot think any thing I say too explicite), that were he now but a moral man, I would prefer him to all the men I ever saw.
So that This is but conditional liking still, you'll say. -Nor, I hope, is it more. I never was in Love; and whether This be it, or not, I must submit to you: -But will venture to think it, if it be, no such mighty monarch, no such unconquerable power, as I have heard it represented; and it must have met with greater encouragements than I think I have given it, to be so irresistible: -Since I am persuaded, that I could yet, without a throb, most willingly give up the one man to get rid of the other.
But now to be a little more serious with you: If, my dear, my particularly unhappy situation had driven (or led me, if you please,) into a liking of the man; and if that liking had, in your opinion, inclined me to the other L, should you, whose mind is susceptible of the most friendly impressions; who have such high notions of the delicacy of sex; and who actually do enter so deeply into the distresses of one you love; should you have pushed so far that unhappy friend on so very nice a subject? -Especially, when I aimed not (as you could prove by fifty instances, it seems), to guard against being found out. Had you raillied me by word of mouth in the manner you do, it might have been more in character; especially, if your friend's distresses had been surmounted; and if she had affected Prudish airs in revolving the subject: But to sit down to write it, as methinks I see you, with a gladden'd eye, and with all the archness of exultation- Indeed my dear (and I take notice of it, rather for the sake of your own generosity, than for my sake; for, as I have said, I love your raillery) it is not so very pretty; the delicacy of the subject, and the delicacy of your own mind, consider'd.
I lay down my pen, here, that you may consider of it a little, if you please.
I Resume; to give you my opinion of the force which figure or person ought to have upon our sex: And this I shall do both generally, and particularly, as to this man: Whence you will be able to collect how far my friends are in the right, or in the wrong, when they attribute a good deal of prejudice in favour of one man, and in disfavour of the other, on the score of figure. But, first, let me observe, That they see abundant reason, on comparing Mr. Lovelace and Mr. Solmes together, to believe that this may be a consideration with me; and therefore they believe it is.
There is certainly something very plausible and attractive, as well as creditable to a woman's choice, in figure. It gives a favourable impression at first sight, in which one wishes to be confirm'd: And if, upon further acquaintance, we find reason so to be, we are pleased with our own judgment, and like the person the better, for having given us cause to compliment our own sagacity, in our first-sighted impressions. But, nevertheless, it has been generally a rule with me, to suspect a fine figure, both in man and woman; and I have had a good deal of reason to approve my rule. With regard to men especially; who ought to value themselves rather upon their intellectual than personal qualities. For, as to our sex, if a fine woman should be led by the opinion of the world, to be vain and conceited upon her form and features; and that to such a degree, as to have neglected the more material and more durable recommendations; the world will be ready to excuse her; since a pretty fool, in all she says, and in all she does, will please, we know not why.
But who would grudge this pretty fool her short day! Since, with her summer's sun, when her butterfly-flutters are over, and the winter of age and furrows arrives, she will feel the just effects of having neglected to cultivate her better faculties; for then, like another Helen, she will be unable to bear the reflection even of her own glass; and being sunk into the insignificance of a mere old woman; she will be intitled to the contempts which follow that character. While the discreet matron, who carries up (we will not, in such a one's case, say down) into advanced life, the ever-amiable character of virtuous prudence, and useful experience, finds solid veneration take place of airy admiration, and more than supply the want of it.
But for a man to be vain of his person, how effeminate? If such a one has genius, it seldom strikes deep into intellectual subjects. His outside usually runs away with him. To adorn, and perhaps, intending to adorn, to render ridiculous, that person, takes up all his attention. All he does is personal; that is to say, for himself: All he admires, is himself: And in spite of the corrections of the stage, which so often, and so justly exposes a coxcomb, he generally dwindles down, and sinks into that character; and, of consequence, becomes the scorn of one sex, and the jest of the other.
This is generally the case of your fine figures and gay dressers of men: Whence it is, that I repeat, that mere person in a man, is a despicable consideration. But if a man, besides figure, has learning, and such talents, as would have distinguish'd him, whatever were his form; then indeed person is an addition: And if he has not run too egregiously into self-admiration; and if he has preserved his morals, he is truly a valuable being.
Mr. Lovelace has certainly taste; and, as far as I am able to determine, he has judgment in most of the politer arts. But altho' he has a humorous way of carrying it off, yet one may see, that he values himself not a little, both on his person and his parts, and even upon his dress; and yet he has so happy an ease in the latter, that it seems to be the least part of his study. And as to the former, I should hold myself inexcusable, if I were to add to his vanity by shewing the least regard for what is too evidently so much his.
And now, my dear, let me ask you; Have I come up to your expectation? If I have not, when my mind is more at ease, I will endeavour to please you better. For, methinks, my sentences drag; my style creeps; my imagination is sunk; my spirit serves me not; only to tell you, That whether I have little or much, it is all devoted to the commands of my dear Miss Howe.
Cl. Harlowe.
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The insolent Betty Barnes has just now fired me anew, by reporting to me the following expressions of the hideous creature, Solmes-'That he is sure of the coy girl; and that with little labour to himself.' 'That be I ever so averse to him beforehand, he can depend upon my principles; and it will be a pleasure to him to see by what pretty degrees I shall come-to.' [-Horrid wretch!] 'That it was Sir Oliver's observation, who knew the world perfectly well, that Fear was a better security than Love, for a woman's good behaviour to her husband; altho', for his part, to such a fine creature, he would try what Love would do; for a few weeks at least: Being unwilling to believe what the old Knight used to averr, That fondness spoils more wives than it makes good.'
What think you, my dear of such a wretch as this! tutor'd, too, by that old furly Misogynist, as he was deemed, Sir Oliver?-

### v1 LETTER XLI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday, March 21.
How willingly would my dear mamma shew kindness to me, were she permitted! None of this persecution should I labour under, I am sure, if that regard were paid to her prudence and fine understanding, which they so well deserve. Whether owing to her, or to my aunt, or to both, that a new trial was to be made upon me, I cannot tell; but this morning her Shorey deliver'd into my hand the following condescending letter.
My dear girl,
For so I must still call you; since dear you may be to me, in every sense of the word-We have taken into particular consideration, some hints that fell yesterday from your good Norton, as if we had not, at Mr. Solmes's first application, treated you with that condescension, wherewith we have in all other instances treated you. If it had been so, my dear, you were not excusable to be wanting in your part, and to set yourself to oppose your father's will in a point he had enter'd too far into, to recede with honour. But all yet may be well. On your single will, my child, depends all our present happiness!-
Your father permits me to tell you, that if you now at last comply with his expectations, all past disobligations shall be bury'd in oblivion, as if they had never been: But withal, that this is the last time that that grace will be offer'd you.
I hinted to you, you must remember, that patterns of the richest silks were sent for. They are come: And as they are come, your papa, to shew how much he is determin'd, will have me send them up to you. I could have wish'd they might not have accompany'd this letter-But there is no great matter in that. I must tell you, that your delicacy is not to be quite so much regarded, as I had once thought it deserved to be.
These are the newest, as well as richest, that we could procure; answerable to our station in the world; answerable to the fortune, additional to your grandfather's estate, designed you; and to the noble settlements agreed upon.
Your papa intends you six suits (three of them dress'd) at his own expence. You have an intire new suit; and one besides, which I think you never wore but twice. As the new suit is rich, if you chuse to make That one of the six, your papa, will present you with an hundred guineas in lieu.
Mr. Solmes intends to present you with a set of jewels. As you have your grandmother's and your own, if you choose to have the former new-set and to make them serve, his present will be made in money; a very round sum-which will be given in full property to yourself; besides a fine annual allowance for pin-money, as it is called. So that your objection against the spirit of a man you think worse of than he deserves, will have no weight; but you will be more independent than a wife of less discretion than we attribute to you, perhaps ought to be. You know full well, that I, who first and last brought a still larger fortune into the family, than you will carry to Mr. Solmes, had not a provision made me of near This, that we have made for you. -Where people marry to their liking, terms are the least things stood upon. -Yet should I be sorry if you cannot, to oblige us all, overcome a dislike.
Wonder not, Clary, that I write to you thus plainly and freely upon this subject. Your behaviour hitherto has been such, that we have had no opportunity of entering minutely into the subject with you. Yet, after all that has passed between you and me in conversation, and between you and your uncles by letter, you have no room to doubt what is to be the consequence. -Either, child, we must give up our authority, or you your humour. You cannot expect the one: We have all the reason in the world to expect the other. You know I have told you more than once, that you must resolve to have Mr. Solmes, or never to be looked upon to be our child.
The draught of the settlements you may see whenever you will. We think there can be no room for objection to any of the articles. There is still more in them in our family's favour, than was stipulated at first, when your aunt talk'd of them to you. More so, indeed, than we could have ask'd. If, upon perusal of them, you think any alteration necessary, it shall be made. -Do, my dear girl, send to me within this day or two, or rather ask me, for the perusal of them.
As a certain person's appearance at church so lately, and what he gives out every-where, make us extremely uneasy, and as that uneasiness will continue while you are single, you must not wonder that a short day is intended. This-day-fortnight we design it to be, if you have no objection to make, that I shall approve of. But, if you determine as we would have you, and signify it to us, we shall not stand with you for a week or so.
Your sightliness of person, may perhaps make some think this alliance disparaging. But I hope you won't put such a personal value upon yourself; if you do, it will indeed be the less wonder that person should weigh with you, (however contemptible the consideration!) -in another man. -Thus we parents, in justice, ought to judge: That our two daughters are equally dear and valuable to us: If so, why should Clarissa think that a disparagement, which Arabella would not (nor we for her) have thought any, had the address been made to her? -You will know what I mean by this, without my explaining myself further.
Signify to us, now, therefore, your compliance with our wishes. -And then there is an end of your confinement: An act of oblivion, as I may call it, shall pass upon all your former refractoriness: And you will once more make us happy in you, and in one another. You may, in this case, directly come down to your papa and me, in his study; where we will give you our opinions of the patterns, with our hearty forgiveness and blessings.
Come, be a good child, as you used to be, my Clarissa. I have (notwithstanding your past behaviour, and the hopelesness which some have express'd of your compliance) undertaken this one time more for you. Discredit not my hopes, my dear girl. I have promised never more to interfere between your father and you, if this my most earnest application succeed not. I expect you down, Love. Your papa expects you down. But be sure don't let him see any thing unchearful in your compliance. If you come, I will clasp you to my fond heart, with as much pleasure as ever I press'd you to it in my whole life. You don't know what I have suffer'd within these few weeks past; nor ever will be able to guess, till you come to be in my situation; which is that of a fond and indulgent mother, praying night and day, and struggling to preserve, against the attempts of more ungovernable spirits, the peace and union of her family.
But, you know the terms. Come not near us, if you resolve to be undutiful: But this, after what I have written, I hope you cannot be.
If you come directly, and, as I said, chearfully, as if your heart were in your duty (and you told me it was free, you know-) I shall then, as I said, give you the most tender proofs, how much I am
Your truly affectionate Mother.
Think for me, my dearest friend, how I must be affected by this letter; the contents of it so surprisingly terrifying, yet so sweetly urged! -O why, cry'd I to myself, am I obliged to undergo this severe conflict between a command that I cannot obey, and language so condescendingly moving! -Could I have been sure of being struck dead at the altar before the ceremony had given the man I hate a title to my vows, I think I could have submitted to have been led to it. But to think of living with, and living for, a man one cannot abide, what a sad thing is that!-
And then, how could the glare of habit and ornament be supposed any inducement to one, who has always held, that the principal view of a good wife in the adorning of her person, ought to be, to preserve the affection of her husband, and to do credit to his choice; and that she should be even fearful of attracting the eyes of others? -In this view, must not the very richness of the patterns add to my disgusts? - Great encouragement indeed, to think of adorning one's-self to be the wife of Mr. Solmes!-
Upon the whole, it was not possible for me to go down upon the prescrib'd condition. Do you think it was? -And to write, if my letter would have been read, what could I write that would be admitted, and after what I had written and said to so little effect? I walked backward and forward: I threw down with disdain the patterns: Now to my closet retir'd I; then, quitting it, now threw I myself upon the Settee; now upon this chair; now upon that; and then into one window, then into another-I knew not what to do! - And while I was in this suspense, having again taken up the letter to re-peruse it, Betty came in, reminding me, by order, That my papa and mamma waited for me in my papa's study.
Tell my mamma, said I, that I beg the favour of seeing her here for one moment; or to permit me to attend her any where by herself.
I listen'd at the stair's-head-You see, my dear, how it is, cry'd my father, very angrily: All your condescension (as your indulgence heretofore) is thrown away. You blame your son's violence, as you call it, [I had some pleasure in hearing this] but nothing else will do with her. You shall not see her alone. Is my presence an exception to the bold creature?
Tell her, said my mamma to Betty, she knows upon what terms she may come down to us. Nor will I see her upon any other.
The maid brought me this answer. I had recourse to my pen and ink; but I trembled so, that I could not write, nor knew I what to say had I had steadier fingers. At last Betty brought me these lines from my papa.
Undutiful and perverse Clarissa,
No condescension, I see, will move you. Your mother shall not see you; nor will I. Prepare, however to obey. You know our pleasure. Your uncle Antony, your brother, and your sister, and your favourite Mrs. Norton, shall see the ceremony performed privately at your said uncle's chapel. And when Mr. Solmes can introduce you to us, in the temper we wish to behold you in, we may perhaps forgive his wife, altho' we never can, in any other character, our perverse daughter. As it will be so privately performed, cloaths and equipage may be provided afterwards. So prepare to go to your uncle's for an early day in next week. We will not see you till all is over: And we will have it over the sooner, in order to shorten the time of your deserved confinement, and our own trouble, in contending with such a rebel, as you have been of late. I'll hear no pleas. Will receive no letter, nor expostulation. Nor shall you hear from me any more till you have chang'd your name to my liking. This from
Your incensed Father.
If this resolution be adhered to, then will my papa never see me more! -For I will never be That Solmes's wife-I will die first!-
Tuesday evening.
HE, this Solmes, came hither soon after I had received my papa's letter. He sent up to beg leave to wait upon me. I wonder at his assurance!
I said to Betty, who brought me his message, Let him restore a lost creature to her father and mother, and then I may hear what he has to say. But, if my friends will not see me on his account, I will not see him upon his own.
I hope, Miss, said Betty, that you will not send me down with this answer. He is with your papa and mamma.
I am driven to despair, said I. I cannot be used worse. I will not see him.
Down she went with my answer. She pretended, it seems, to be loth to repeat it: So was commanded out of her affected reserves, and gave it in its full force.
O how I heard my papa storm!-
They were all together, it seems, in his study. My brother was for having me turn'd out of the house that moment, to Lovelace, and my evil destiny. My mamma was pleased to put in a gentle word for me: I know not what it was: But thus she was answer'd- My dear, this is the provoking'st thing in the world in a woman of your good sense! -To love a rebel, as well as if she were dutiful. What encouragement for duty is this? -Have I not loved her as well as ever you did, and why am I changed? Would to the Lord, your sex knew how to distinguish? But the fond mother ever made a harden'd child!-
She was pleased, however, to blame Betty, as the wench own'd, for giving my answer its full force. But my father praised her for it.
The wench says, That he would have come up in his wrath, at my refusing to see Mr. Solmes: But my brother and sister prevailed upon him to the contrary.
I wish he had! -And, were it not for his own sake, that he had killed me.
Mr. Solmes condescended (I am mightily obliged to him, truly!) to plead for me.
They are all in tumults! How it will end, I know not! -I am quite weary of my life! -So happy, till within these few weeks! -So miserable now!
Well, indeed, might my mamma say, That I should have great trials!-
P. S. The idiot (such a one am I treated like!) is begg'd, as I may say, by my brother and sister. They have desired, that I may be consigned over intirely to their management. If it be granted (It is, on my father's side, I understand, but not yet on my mother's) what cruelty may I not expect from their envy, jealousy, and ill-will? -I shall soon see, by its effects, if I am to be so consigned. -This is a written intimation privately dropt in my Wood-house-walk, by my cousin Dolly Hervey. The dear girl longs to see me, she tells me: But is forbidden till she see me as Mrs. Solmes, or consenting to be his. I will take example by their perseverance! - Indeed I will!-

### v1 LETTER XLII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
An angry dialogue, a scolding-bout rather, has passed between my sister and me. Did you think I could scold, my dear?
She was sent up to me, upon my refusal to see Mr. Solmes-Let loose upon me, I think! -No intention, on their parts, to conciliate! I am to be given up to my brother and her I suppose, by general consent.
Every thing she said against me, which carried force with it, I will do justice to. As I ask for your approbation or disapprobation of my conduct, upon the facts I lay before you, I should think it the sign of a very bad cause, if I endeavoured to mislead my judge.
She began with representing to me the danger I had been in, had my father come up, as he would have done, had he not been hindered, by Mr. Solmes, among the rest. She reflected upon my good Mrs. Norton, as if she encouraged me in my perverseness. She ridiculed me for my supposed esteem for Lovelace. Was surprised that the witty, the prudent, nay, the dutiful and pi-ous (so she sneeringly pronounced the word) Clarissa Harlowe, should be so strangely fond of a profligate man, that her parents were forced to lock her up, to keep her from running into his arms. Let me ask you, my dear, said she, how you now keep your account of the disposition of your time? How many hours in the twenty-four do you devote to your Needle? How many to your Prayers? How many to Letter-writing? And how many to Love? -I doubt, I doubt, my little dear, was her arch expression, The latter article is like Aaron's rod, and swallows up all the rest! -Tell me; is it not so?
To these I answered, That it was a double mortification to me to owe my safety from my papa's indignation to a man I could never thank for any thing. - I vindicated the good Mrs. Norton with a warmth that her merit required from me. -With equal warmth I resented her unsisterly reflections upon me on Mr. Lovelace's account. As to the disposition of my time, in the twenty-four hours, I told her it would better have become her to pity a sister in distress, than to exult over her-Especially, when I could too justly attribute to the disposition of some of her wakeful hours no small part of that distress.
She raved extremely at this last hint: But reminded me of the gentle treatment of all my friends, my mamma's particularly, before it came to This: She said, that I had discovered a spirit they never had expected: That, if they had thought me such a championess, they would hardly have ventured to engage with me: But that now, the short and the long was, that the matter had gone too far to be given up: That now it was a contention between duty and wilfulness; Whether a parent's authority was to yield to a daughter's obstinacy, or the contrary: That I must therefore bend or break, that was all, child.
I told her, that I wished the subject were of such a nature, that I could return her pleasantry with equal lightness of heart: But that, if Mr. Solmes had such merit in every-body's eye, in hers particularly, why might he not be a brother to me, rather than a husband?
O child, she thought I was as pleasant to the full as she was: She began to have some hopes of me now. But did I think she would rob her sister of her humble servant? Had he first addressed himself to me, said she, something might have been said: But to take my younger sister's refusal! No, no, child; it is not come to that neither! Besides, That would be to leave the door open in your heart for you know who, child; and we would fain bar him out, if possible. In short (and then she changed both her tone, and her looks), had I been as forward as somebody, to throw myself into the arms of one of the greatest profligates in England, who had endeavoured to support his claim to me thro' the blood of my brother, then might all my family join together to save me from such a wretch, and to marry me as fast as they could, to some worthy gentleman, who might oppor-tune-ly offer himself. And now, Clary, all's out, and make the most of it.
Did not this deserve a severe return? Do, say it did, to justify my reply. -Alas! for my poor sister! said I. -The man was not always so great profligate. How true is the observation, That unrequited love turns to deepest hate!
I thought she would have beat me. -But I proceeded -I have heard often of my brother's danger, and my brother's murderer. When so little ceremony is made with me, why should I not speak out? -Did he not seek to kill the other, if he could have done it? Would he have given him his life, had it been in his power? -The aggressor should not complain. - And, as to oppor-tune offers, would to heaven some one had offer'd oppor-tune-ly to somebody. It is not my fault, Bella, the oppor-tune gentleman don't come!
Could you, my dear, have shewn more spirit? I expected to feel the weight of her hand. She did come up to me, with it held up: Then, speechless with passion, ran down half way of the stairs, and then up again.
When she could speak-God give her patience with me!
Amen, said I: But you see, Bella, how ill you bear the retort you provoke. Will you forgive me; and let me find a sister in you, as I am sorry, if you have reason to think me unsisterly in what I have said?
Then did she pour upon me, with greater violence; considering my gentleness as a triumph of temper over her. She was resolved, she said, to let every-body know how I took the wicked Lovelace's part against my brother.
I wish'd, I told her, I could make the plea for my-self, which she might for her-self: That my anger was more inexcusable than my judgment. But I presumed she had some other view in coming to me, than she had hitherto acquainted me with. Let me, said I, but know (after all that has passed) if you have anything to propose that I can comply with; any thing that can make my only sister once more my friend?
I had before, upon her ridiculing me on my supposed character of meekness, said, that, altho' I wished to be thought meek, I would not be abject; altho' humble, not mean: And here, in a sneering way, she cautioned me on that head.
I replied, that her pleasantry was much more agreeable than her anger: But I wished she would let me know the end of a visit that had hitherto (between us) been so unsisterly?
She desired to be informed, in the name of everybody, was her word, what I was determined upon: And whether to comply or not? -One word for all: My friends were not to have patience with so perverse a creature, for ever.
This then I told her I would do: Absolutely break with the man they were all so determined against: Upon condition, however, that neither Mr. Solmes, nor any other, were urged to me with the force of a command.
And what was this, more than I had offered before? What, but ringing my changes upon the same bells, and neither receding nor advancing one tittle?
If I knew what other proposals I could make, that would be acceptable to them all, and free me from the address of a man so disagreeable to me, I would make them. I had indeed before offered, never to marry without my father's consent-
She interrupted me, That was because I depended upon my whining tricks to bring my father and mother to what I pleased.
A poor dependence! I said: -She knew those who would make that dependence vain-
And I should have brought them to my own beck, very probably, and my uncle Harlowe too, as also my aunt Hervey, had I not been forbidden their sight, and thereby hindered from playing my pug's tricks before them.
At least, Bella, said I, you have hinted to me to whom I am obliged, that my father and mother, and every-body else, treat me thus harshly. But surely you make them all very weak. Indifferent persons, judging of us two, from what you say, would either think me a very artful creature, or you a very spiteful one.
You are indeed a very artful one, for that matter, interrupted she in a passion: One of the artfullest I every knew! And then followed an accusation so low! so unsisterly! -That I next-to-bewitch'd people, by my insinuating address: That no-body could be valued or respected, but must stand like cyphers wherever I came. How often, said she, have I and my brother been talking upon a subject, and had everybody's attention, till you came in, with your bewitching meek pride, and humble significance; and then have we either been stopped by references to Miss Clarissa's opinion, forsooth; or been forced to stop ourselves, or must have talked on unattended to by every-body.
She paused. Dear Bella, proceed! -She indeed seemed only gathering breath.
And so I will, said she. Did you not bewitch my grandfather? Could any thing be pleasing to him, that you did not say or do? How did he use to hang, till he slabber'd again, poor doting old man! on your silver tongue! Yet what did you say, that we could not have said? What did you do, that we did not endeavour to do? -And what was all this for? His Last Will shewed what effect your smooth obligingness had upon him! -To leave the acquired part of his estate from the next heirs, his own sons, to a grandchild; to his youngest grandchild! a daughter too! - To leave the family-pictures from his sons to you, because you could tiddle about them, and, tho' you now neglect their examples, could wipe and clean them with your dainty hands! The family-plate too, in such quantities, of two or three generations standing, must not be changed, because his precious child (a), humouring his old fal-lal taste, admired it, to make it all her own.
This was too low to move me: O my poor sister! said I: Not to be able, or at least willing, to distinguish between art and nature! If I did oblige, I was happy in it: I looked for no further reward: My mind is above art, from the dirty motives you mention. I wish with all my heart my grandfather had not thus distinguished me: He saw my brother likely to be amply provided for out of the family, as well as in it: He desired that you might have the greater share of my papa's favour for it; and no doubt but you both will. You know, Bella, that the estate my grandfather bequeathed me was not half the real estate he left.
What's all that to an estate in possession, and left you with such distinctions, as gave you a reputation of greater value than the estate itself?
Hence my misfortune, Bella, in your Envy, I doubt! But have I not given up that possession in the best manner I could-
Yes, interrupting me, she hated me for that best manner. Specious little witch! she called me: Your best manner, so full of art and design, had never been seen thro', if you, with your blandishing ways, had not been put out of sight, and reduced to positive declarations! -Hindered from playing your little, whining tricks; curling, like a serpent, about your mamma; and making her cry to deny you any thing your little obstinate heart was set upon!
Obstinate heart, Bella!
Yes, obstinate heart! For did you ever give up any thing? Had you not the art to make them think all was right you asked, tho' my brother and I were frequently refused favours of no greater import?
I knew not, Bella, that I ever asked any thing unfit to be granted. I seldom asked favours for myself, but for others.
I was a reflecting creature for this!
All you speak of, Bella, was a long time ago. I cannot go so far back into our childish follies. Little did I think of how long standing this your late-shewn antipathy is.
I was a reflecter again! Such a saucy meekness; such a best manner; and such venom in words! -O Clary! Clary! Thou wert always a two faced girl!
No-body thought I had two faces, when I gave up All into my papa's management; taking from his bounty, as before, all my little pocket-money, without a shilling addition to my stipend, or desiring it-
Yes, cunning creature! -And that was another of your fetches! -For did it not engage my fond papa (as no doubt you thought it would) to tell you, that, since you had done so grateful and dutiful a thing, he would keep intire, for your use, all the produce of the estate left you, and be but your steward in it; and that you should be intitled to the same allowances as before: Another of your hook-in's, Clary! -So that all your extravagancies have been supported gratis.
My extravagancies, Bella! -But did my papa ever give me any-thing he did not give you?
Yes, indeed; I got more by that means, than I should have had the conscience to ask. But I have still the greater part to shew! But you! What have you to shew? -I dare to say, not fifty pieces in the world!
Indeed I have not!
I believe you! -Your mamma Norton, I suppose- But mum for that!
Unworthy Bella! -The good woman, altho' low in circumstance, is great in mind! Much greater than those who would impute meanness to a soul incapable of it.
What then have you done with the sums given you from infancy to squander? -Let me ask you (affecting archness), Has, has, has, Lovelace, has your Rake, put it out at interest for you?
O that my sister would not make me blush for her! It is, however, out at interest! -And I hope it will bring me interest upon interest! -Better than to lie rusting in my cabinet, as yours does.
She understood me, she said. Were I a man, she should suppose I was aiming to carry the County. Popularity! A croud to follow me with their blessings, when I went to and from church, and no-body else to be regarded, were agreeable things! House-top proclamations! I hid not my light under a bushel, she would say that for me. But was it not a little hard upon me, to be kept from blazing on a Sunday? - And to be hindered from my charitable ostentations?
This, indeed, Bella, is cruel in you, who have so largely contributed to my confinement. -But go on. You'll be out of breath by-and-by. I cannot wish to be able to return this usage. - Poor Bella! And I believe I smiled a little too contemptuously for a sister.
None of my saucy contempts (rising in her voice): None of my poor Bella's, with that air of superiority in a younger sister!
Well then, rich Bella! courtesying-that will please you better-And it is due likewise to the hoards you boast of.
Look-ye, Clary, holding up her hand, if you are not a little more abject in your meekness, a little more mean in your humility, and treat me with the respect due to an elder sister-you shall find-
Not that you will treat me worse than you have done, Bella! -That cannot be; unless you were to let fall your uplifted hand upon me-And that would less become you to do, than me to bear.
Good, meek creature! -But you were upon your overtures just now! -I shall surprize every-body by carrying so long. They will think some good may be done with you-And supper will be ready.
A tear would stray down my cheek-How happy have I been, said I, sighing, in the supper-time conversations, with all my dear friends in my eye, round the hospitable board!
I met only with insult for this-Bella has not a feeling heart: The highest joy in this life she is not capable of: But then she saves herself many griefs, by her impenetrableness. -Yet, for ten times the pain that such a sensibility is attended with, would I not part with the pleasure it brings with it.
She asked me, upon my turning from her, If she should say any thing below of my compliances?
You may say, That I will do every-thing they would have me do, if they will free me from Mr. Solmes's address.
This is all you desire at present, creeper-on! (What words she has!) But will not t'other man flame out, and roar most horribly, upon a prey's being snatch'd from his paws, that he thought himself sure of?
I must let you talk in your own way, or we shall never come to a point. I shall not matter his roaring, as you call it: I will promise him, that, if I ever marry any other man, it shall not be till he is married. And if he be not satisfied with such a condescension as this, I shall think he ought: And I will give any assurances, that I will neither correspond with him, nor see him. Surely this will do.
But I suppose then you will have no objection to see and converse, on a civil foot, with Mr. Solmes- as your papa's friend, or so?
No! I must be permitted to retire to my apartment whenever he comes: I would no more converse with the one, than correspond with the other: That would be to make Mr. Lovelace guilty of some rashness, on a belief, that I broke with him, to have Mr. Solmes.
And so, that wicked wretch is to be allowed such a controul over you, that you are not to be civil to your papa's friends, at his own house, for fear of incensing him! -When this comes to be represented, be so good as to tell me, what it is you expect from it?
Every-thing, I said, or nothing, as she was pleased to represent it. -Be so good as to give it your interest, Bella: And say farther, That I will by any means I can, in the Law, or otherwise, make over to my papa, to my uncles, or even to my brother, all I am intitled to by my grandfather's will, as a security for the performance of my promises. And as I shall have no reason to expect any favour from my papa, if I break them, I shall not be worth any-body's having. And further still, unkindly as my brother has used me, I will go down to Scotland privately, as his housekeeper (I now see I may be spared here), if he will promise to treat me no worse than he would do an hired one. -Or I will go to Florence, to my cousin Morden, if his stay in Italy will admit of it: And, in either case, it may be given out, that I am gone to the other; or to the world's end: I care not whither it is said I am gone, or do go.
Let me ask you, child, if you will give your pretty proposal in writing?
Yes, with all my heart. And I stept to my closet, and wrote to the purpose I have mentioned; and, moreover, a few lines to my brother with it; expressing 'my concern for having offended him; beseeching him to support with his interest the accompanying proposal; disdaining subterfuge and art; referring to him to draw up a writing to bind me to the observance of my promises; declaring, that what the law would not establish, my resolution should. - I told him, That he could do more than any-body to reconcile my father and mother to me: And I should be infinitely obliged to him, if he would let me owe this favour to his brotherly mediation.'
And how do you think Bella employed herself while I was writing? -Why, playing gently upon my harpsichord: And hamming to it, to shew her unconcernedness.
When I approached her with what I had written, the cruel creature arose with an air of levity-Why, love, you have not written already! -You have, I protest! -O what a ready penwoman! -And may I read it?
If you please, Bella.
She read it; and burst into an affected laugh: How wise-ones may be taken in! -Then you did not know, that I was jesting with you all this time! -And so you would have me carry down this pretty piece of nonsense?
Don't let me be surprized at your seeming unsisterliness, Bella. I hope it is but seeming. There can be no wit in such jesting as this.
The folly of the creature! How natural it is for people, when they set their hearts upon any-thing, to think every-body must see with their eyes! -Pray, dear child, what becomes of your papa's authority here? -Who stoops here, the parent, or the child? - How does this square with the engagements actually agreed upon between your Papa and Mr. Solmes? What security, that your Rake will not follow you to the world's-end? -Pr'ythee, pr'ythee, take it back; and put it to thy love-sick heart, and never think I will be laughed at for being taken-in by thy whining nonsense. I know thee better, my dear. -And, with another spiteful laugh, she flung it on my toilette; and away she went. -Contempts for contempts, as she passed! -That's for your poor Bella's!
Nevertheless, I inclosed what I had written, in a few lines directed to my brother: As modestly as I could, accounting, from my sister's behaviour, for sending it down to him; lest she, having, in her passion, mistaken me, as I said, should set what I had written in a worse light than, as I apprehended, it deserved to appear in. The following is the answer I received to it, delivered to me just as I was going to bed. His passion would not let him stay till morning.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
I wonder that you have the courage to write to me, upon whom you are so continually emptying your whole female quiver. I have no patience with you, for reflecting upon me as the aggressor in a quarrel which owed its beginning to my consideration for you.
You have made such confessions in a villain's favour, as ought to cause all your relations to renounce you for ever. For my part, I will not believe any woman in the world, who promises against her avowed inclination. To put it out of your power to ruin yourself, is the only way left to prevent your ruin. I did not intend to write; but your too-kind sister has prevailed upon me. As to your going into Scotland, that day of grace is over! -Nor would I advise, that you should go to grandfather-up your cousin Morden. Besides, that worthy gentleman might be involved in some fatal dispute, upon your account; and then be called the aggressor.
A fine situation you have brought yourself to, to propose to hide yourself from your Rake, and to have falshoods told, to conceal you! -Your confinement, at this rate, is the happiest thing that could befal you. Your Bravo's behaviour at church, looking out for you, is a sufficient indication of his power over you, had you not so shamelesly acknowleged it.
One word for all-If, for the honour of the family, I cannot carry this point, I will retire to Scotland, and never see the face of any one of it more.
Ja. Harlowe.
There's a brother! -There's flaming duty to a father, and mother, and uncles! -But he sees himself valued, and made of consequence; and he gives himself airs accordingly!-

### v1 LETTER XLIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday morning, 9 o' clock.
My aunt Hervey lay here last night, and is but just gone from me. She came up to me with my sister. They would not trust my aunt without this ill-natur'd witness. When she enter'd my chamber, I told her, That this visit was a high favour to a poor prisoner, in her hard confinement. I kiss'd her hand. She, kindly saluting me, said, Why this distance to your aunt, my dear, who loves you so well?
She own'd, That she came to expostulate with me, for the peace sake of the family: For that she could not believe it possible, if I did not conceive myself unkindly treated, that I, who had ever shewn such a sweetness of temper, as well as manners, should be thus resolute, in a point so very near to my father, and all my friends. My mamma and she were both willing to impute my resolution to the manner I had been begun with; and to my supposing, that my brother had originally more of a hand in the proposals made by Mr. Solmes, than my father, or other friends. And fain would she have furnish'd me with an excuse to come off of my opposition; Bella all the while humming a tune, and opening this book and that, without meaning; but saying nothing. After having shewed me, that my opposition could not be of signification, my father's honour being engaged, she concluded with inforcing upon me my duty, in stronger terms than I believe she would have done, the circumstances of the case consider'd, had not my sister been present. It would but be repeating what I have so often mentioned, to give you the arguments that passed on both sides. So I will only recite what she was pleased to say, that carried with it the face of newness.
When she found me inflexible, as she was pleased to call it, she said-For her part, she could not but say, that if I were not to have either Mr. Solmes or Mr. Lovelace, and yet, to make my friends easy, must marry, she should not think amiss of Mr. Wyerley. What did I think of Mr. Wyerley?
Ay, Clary, put in my sister, what say you to Mr. Wyerley?
I saw thro' this immediately. It was said on purpose, I doubted not, to have an argument against me of absolute prepossession in Lovelace's favour: Since Mr. Wyerley every-where proclaims his value, even to veneration, for me; and is far less exceptionable, both in person and mind, than Mr. Solmes: And I was willing to turn the tables, by trying how far Solmes's terms might be dispens'd with; since the same terms could not be expected from Mr. Wyerley?
I therefore desired to know, Whether my answer, if it should be in favour of Mr. Wyerley, would release me from Mr. Solmes? -For I own'd, that I had not the aversion to him, that I had to the other.
Nay, she had no commission to propose such a thing-She only knew, that my papa and mamma would not be easy till Mr. Lovelace's hopes were intirely defeated.
Cunning creature! said my sister. -And this, and her joining in the question before, confirm'd me, that it was a designed snare for me.
Don't You, dear Madam, said I, put questions that can answer no end, but to support my brother's schemes against me. -But are there any hopes of an end to my sufferings and disgrace, without having this hated man imposed upon me? Will not what I have offer'd be accepted? I am sure it ought: I will venture to say That.
Why, niece, if there be not any such hopes, I presume you don't think yourself absolv'd from the duty due from a child to her parents?
Yes, said my sister, I do not doubt but it is Miss Clary's aim, if she does not fly to her Lovelace, to get her estate into her own hands, and go to live at The Grove, in that independence upon which she builds all her perverseness. And, dear heart! my little love, how will you then blaze away! Your mamma Norton your oracle, with your Poor at your gates, mingling so proudly and so meanly with the ragged herd! Reflecting, by your ostentation, upon all the Ladies in the county, who do not as you do. This is known to be your scheme! And the Poor without-doors, and Lovelace within, with one hand building up a name, pulling it down with the other! - O what a charming scheme is this! -But let me tell you, my pretty little fighty one, that my papa's living Will shall controul my grandfather's dead one; and That estate will be disposed of as my fond grandfather would have disposed of it, had he lived to see such a change in his favourite. In a word, Miss, it will be kept out of your hands, till my papa sees you discreet enough to have the management of it, or till you can dutifully, by Law, tear it from him.
Fie, Miss Harlowe, said my aunt, this is not pretty to your sister.
O Madam, let her go on. This is nothing to what I have borne from Miss Harlowe. She is either commissioned to treat me ill by her envy, or by an higher authority, to which I must submit. -As to revoking the estate, what hinders, if I pleased? I know my power; but have not the least thought of exerting it. Be pleased to let my papa know, that, whatever be the consequences to myself, were he to turn me out of doors (which I should rather he would, than to be confined and insulted as I am), and were I to be reduced to indigence and want, I would seek no resources, that should be contrary to his will.
For that matter, child, said my aunt, were you to marry, you must do as your husband will have you. If that husband be Mr. Lovelace, he will be glad of any opportunity of embroiling the families more. And let me tell you, niece, if he had the respect for you he pretends to have, he would not be upon such defiances as he is. He is known to be a very revengeful man; and were I you, Miss Clary, I should be afraid he would wreak upon me that vengeance, tho' I had not offended him, which he is continually threatening to pour upon the family.
Mr. Lovelace's threaten'd vengeance is in return for threaten'd vengeance. It is not every-body will bear insult, as, of late, I have been forced to bear it.
O how my sister's face shone with passion!
But Mr. Lovelace, proceeded I, as I have said twenty and twenty times, would be quite out of the question, were I to be generously treated!
My sister said something with great vehemence: But only raising my voice, to be heard, without minding her, Pray, Madam, provokingly interrogated I, was he not known to have been as wild a man, when he was at first introduced into our family, as he now is said to be? Yet then, the common phrases of wild oats, and black oxen, and such-like, were qualifiers; and marriage, and the wise's discretion, were to perform wonders-But (turning to my sister) I find I have said too much.
O thou wicked reflecter! -And what made me abhor him, think you, but the proof of those villainous freedoms that ought to have had the same effect upon you, were you but half so good a creature as you pretend to be?
Proof, did you say, Bella! I thought you had not proof? -But you know best. [Was not this very spiteful, my dear?]
Now, Clary, would I give a thousand pounds to know all that is in thy little rancorous and reflecting heart, at this moment.
I might let you know for a much less sum, and not be afraid of being worse treated than I have been.
Well, young Ladies, I am sorry to see things run so high between you. You know, niece (to me), you had not been confined thus to your apartment, could your mamma by condescensions, or your papa by authority, have been able to have done any thing with you. But how can you expect, when there must be a concession on one side, that it should be on theirs? If my Dolly, who has not the hundredth part of your understanding, were thus to set herself up in absolute contradiction to my will, in a point so material, I should not take it well of her-Indeed I should not.
I believe not, Madam: And if Miss Hervey had just such a brother, and just such a sister (you may look, Bella!)-and if both were to aggravate her parents, as my brother and sister do mine-Then, perhaps, you might use her as I am used: And if she hated the man you proposed to her, and with as much reason as I do Mr. Solmes-
[And loved a Rake and Libertine, Miss, as you do Lovelace, said my sister-]
Then might she (continued I, not minding her) beg to be excused from obeying. But yet if she did, and would give you the most solemn assurances, and security besides, that she never would have the man you disliked, against your consent-I dare say, Miss Hervey's father and mother would sit down satisfy'd, and not endeavour to force her inclinations.
So!-said my sister, with uplifted hands, father and mother now come in for their share!
But if, child, reply'd my aunt, I knew she loved a Rake, and suspected, that she sought only to gain time, in order to wire-draw me into a consent-
I beg pardon, Madam, for interrupting you; but if Miss Hervey could obtain your consent, what further would be to be said?
True, child; but she never should.
Then, Madam, it never would be.
That I doubt, niece.
If you do, Madam, can you think confinement and ill usage is the way to prevent the apprehended rashness?
My dear, this sort of intimation would make one but too apprehensive, that there is no trusting to yourself, when one knows your inclination.
That apprehension, Madam, seems to have been conceived before this intimation was made, or the least cause for it given. Why else the disgraceful confinement I have been laid under? -Let me venture to say, that my sufferings are rather owing to designed terror, knowing there were too good grounds for my opposition, than doubt of my conduct; for, when they were inflicted upon me first, I had given no cause of doubt; nor should there now be room for any, if my discretion might be trusted to.
My aunt, after a little hesitation, said, But, consider, my dear, what confusion will be perpetuated in your family, if you marry this hated Lovelace?
And, let it be considered, what misery to me, Madam, if I marry that hated Solmes?
Many a young creature has thought she could not love a man, with whom she has afterwards been very happy. Few women, child, marry their first loves.
That may be the reason there are so few happy marriages.
But there are few first impressions fit to be encouraged.
I am afraid so too, Madam. I have a very indifferent opinion of light and first impressions. But, as I have often said, all I wish for is, to have leave to live single.
Indeed you must not, Miss. Your father and mother will be unhappy till they see you marry'd, and out of Lovelace's reach. -I am told, that you propose to condition with him (so far are matters gone between you), never to have any man, if you have not him.
I know no better way to prevent mischief on all sides, I freely own it-And there is not, if he be out of the question, another man in the world, I can think favourably of. -Nevertheless, I would give all I have in the world, that he were marry'd to some other person-Indeed I would, Bella, for all you put on that smile of incredulity.
May be so, Clary: But I will smile for all that.
If he be out of the question! repeated my aunt- So, Miss Clary, I see how it is. -I will go down. - (Miss Harlowe, shall I follow you?) -And I will endeavour to persuade your papa to let my sister herself come up: And a happier event may then result.-
Depend upon it, Madam, said my sister, This will be the case: My mamma and she will be both in tears; but with this different effect; My mamma will come down soften'd, and cut to the heart; but will leave her favourite harden'd, from the advantages she will think she has over my mamma's tenderness. -Why, Madam, it was for this very reason the girl is not admitted into her presence.
Thus she run on, as she went down-stairs.

### v1 LETTER XLIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
My heart fluttered with the hope and the fear of seeing my mamma, and with the shame and the grief of having given her so much uneasiness. But it needed not: She was not permitted to come. But my aunt was so good as to return; yet not without my sister: And, taking my hand, made me sit down by her.
She came, she must own, officiously, she said, this once more; tho' against the opinion of my father: But knowing, and dreading, the consequence of my opposition, she could not but come.
She then set forth to me, my friends expectations from me; Mr. Solmes's riches (three times as rich he came out to be as any-body had thought him); the settlements proposed; Mr. Lovelace's bad character; their aversion to him; all in a very strong light; but not a stronger, than my mamma had before placed them in. My mamma, surely, could not have given the particulars of what had passed between herself and me: If she had, my aunt would not have repeated many of the same sentiments, as you will find she did, that had been still more strongly urged, without effect, by her venerable sister.
She said, it would break the heart of my father to have it imagin'd, that he had not a power over his child; and that, as he thought, for my own good: A child too, whom they always had doated upon! -Dearest, dearest Miss, concluded she, clasping her fingers, with the most condescending earnestness, let me beg of you for my sake, for your own sake, for a hundred sakes, to get over this averseness, and give up your prejudices, and make every-one happy and easy once more. -I would kneel to you, my dearest niece-Nay, I will kneel to you!-
And down she dropp'd, and I with her, kneeling to her, and beseeching her not to kneel; clasping my arms about her, and bathing her worthy bosom with my tears!
Oh rise! rise! my beloved aunt, said I: You cut me to the heart with this condescending goodness.
Say then, my dearest niece, say then, that you will oblige all your friends! If you love us, I beseech you do!
How can I promise what I can sooner choose to die than to perform!-
Say then, my dear, you'll consider of it. Say you will but reason with yourself. Give us but hopes. Don't let me intreat, and thus intreat, in vain. For still she kneeled, and I by her.
What a hard case is mine! -Could I but doubt, I know I could conquer. -That which is an inducement to my friends, is none at all to me! -How often, my dearest aunt, must I repeat the same thing! -Let me but be single-Cannot I live single? Let me be sent, as I have proposed, to Scotland, to Florence; any-whither: Let me be sent a slave to the Indies; any-whither: Any of these I will consent to. But I cannot, cannot think of giving my vows to a man I cannot endure!-
Well then rising; (Bella silently, with uplifted hands, reproaching my supposed perverseness) I see nothing can prevail with you to oblige us.
What can I do, my dearest aunt Hervey? What can I do? Were I capable of giving a hope I meant not to inlarge, then could I say, I would consider of your kind advice. But I would rather be thought perverse than insincere. Is there, however, no medium? Can nothing be thought of? Will nothing do, but to have a man who is the more disgustful to me, because he is unjust in the very articles he offers?
Who now, Clary, said my sister, do you reflect upon? Consider That.
Make not invidious applications of what I say, Bella. It may not be look'd upon in the same light by every one. The giver and the accepter are principally answerable, in an unjust donation. While I think of it in this light, I should be inexcusable to be the latter. But why do I enter upon a supposition of this nature? My heart, as I have often, often said, recoils at the thoughts of the man, in every light. -Whose father, but mine, agrees upon articles, where there is no prospect of a liking? Where the direct contrary is avow'd, all along avow'd, without the least variation, or shadow of a change of sentiment? -But it is not my father's doing originally. O my cruel, cruel brother, to cause a measure to be forced upon me, which he would not behave tolerably under, were the like to be offer'd to him!
The girl is got into her altitudes, aunt Hervey, said my sister. You see, Madam, she spares no-body. Be pleased to let her know what she has to trust to. Nothing is to be done with her. Pray, Madam, pronounce her doom.
My aunt retir'd to the window, weeping, with my sister in her hand: I cannot, indeed I cannot, Miss Harlowe, said she, softly (but yet I heard every word she said): There is great hardship in her case. She is a noble child, after all. What pity things are gone so far! But Mr. Solmes ought to be told to desist.
O Madam, said my sister, in a kind of loud whisper, are you caught too by the little Syren? -My mamma did well not to come up! -I question whether my papa himself, after his first indignation, would not be turn'd round by her. Nobody but my brother can do any-thing with her, I am sure.
Don't think of your brother's coming up, said my aunt, still in a low voice-He is too furious by much. I see no obstinacy, no perverseness in her manner! If your brother comes, I will not be answerable for the consequences: For I thought twice or thrice she would have gone into fits.
O Madam, she has a strong heart! -And you see there is no prevailing upon her, tho' you were upon your knees to her.
My sister left my aunt musing at the window, with her back towards us; and took that opportunity to insult me still more barbarously: For, stepping to my closet, she took up the patterns which my mamma had sent me up, and bringing them to me, she spread them upon the chair by me; and, offering one, and then another, upon her sleeve and shoulder, Thus she ran on, with great seeming tranquillity, but whisperingly, that my aunt might not hear her. This, Clary, is a pretty pattern enough: But This is quite charming! I would advise you to make your appearance in it. And This, were I you, should be my wedding night-gown-and This my second dress'd suit! Won't you give orders, love, to have your grandmother's jewels new set? Or will you think to shew away in the new ones that Mr. Solmes intends to present to you? He talks of laying out two or three thousand pounds in presents, child! Dear heart! -How gorgeously will you be array'd! - What! silent, my dear, mamma Norton's sweet dear! What! silent still? -But, Clary, won't you have a Velvet suit? It would cut a great figure in a country church, you know: And the weather may bear it for a month yet to come. Crimson Velvet, suppose! Such a fine complection as yours, how would it be set off by it! What an agreeable blush would it give you! -High-ho! (mocking me; for I sighed to be thus fooled with): And do you sigh, love?-Well then, as it will be a solemn wedding, what think you of black Velvet, child? -Silent still, Clary! -Black Velvet, so fair as you are, with those charming eyes, gleaming thro' a wintry cloud, like an April Sun! - Does not Lovelace tell you they are charming eyes! - How lovely will you appear to every one! -What! silent still, love! -But about your laces, Clary!-
She would have gone on still further, had not my aunt advanced towards us, wiping her eyes-What! whispering, Ladies! You seem so easy and so pleas'd, Miss Harlowe, with your private conference, that I hope I shall carry down good news.
I am only giving her my opinion of her patterns, here. -Unask'd indeed. -But she seems, by her silence, to approve of my judgment.
O Bella! said I, that Mr. Lovelace had not taken you at your word! -You had before now been exercising your judgment on your own account: And I had been happy, as well as you! -Was it my fault, I pray you, that it was not so? -O how she rav'd!
To be so ready to give, Bella, and so loth to take, is not very fair in you.
The poor Bella descended to call names.
Why, sister, said I, you are as angry, as if there were more in the hint, than possibly might be designed. My wish is sincere, for both our sakes!- for the whole family's sake! -And what (good now) is there in it? -Do not, do not, dear Bella, give me cause to suspect, that I have found a reason for your unsisterly behaviour to me; and which till now was wholly unaccountable from sister to sister-
Fie, fie, Miss Clary! said my aunt.
My sister was more and more outrageous.
O how much sister, said I, to be a jest, than a jester! -But now, Bella, turn the glass to you, and see how poorly sits the robe upon your own shoulders, which you have been so unmercifully fixing upon mine!
Fie, fie, Miss Clary! repeated my aunt.
And fie, fie, likewise, good Madam, to Miss Harlowe, you would say, were you to have heard her barbarous insults upon me!
Let us go, Madam, said my sister, with great violence; let us leave the creature to swell till she bursts with her own poison. -The last time I will ever come near her, in the mind I am in!
It is so easy a thing, return'd I, were I to be mean enough to follow an example that is so censureable in the setter of it, to vanquish such a teazing spirit as yours, with its own blunt weapons, that I am amaz'd you will provoke me! -Yet, Bella, since you will go (for she had hurry'd to the door), forgive me: I do you. And you have a double reason to do so, both from eldership, and the offence so studiously given to one in affliction. -But may you be happy, tho' I never shall! -May you never have half the trials I have had! Be this your comfort, that you cannot have a sister to treat you, as you have treated me! And so God bless you!
O thou art a-And down she flung without saying what.
Permit me, Madam, said I to my aunt, sinking down, and clasping her knees with my arms, to detain you one moment-Not to say any thing about my poor sister-She is her own punisher-Only to thank you for all your condescending goodness to me. I only beg of you, not to impute to obstinacy the immoveableness I have shewn to so tender a friend; and to forgive me every thing I have said or done amiss in your presence: For it has not proceeded from inward rancour to the poor Bella. But I will be bold to say, that neither She, nor my Brother, nor even my Father himself, knows what a heart they have set a bleeding.
I saw, to my comfort, what effect my sister's absence wrought for me. -Rise, my noble-minded niece!-charming creature! -[Those were her kind words] kneel not to me! -Keep to yourself what I now say to you: I admire you more than I can express -And if you can forbear claiming your estate, and can resolve to avoid Lovelace, you will continue to be the greatest miracle I ever knew at your years. - But I must hasten down after your sister. -These are my last words to you: Conform to your father's will, if you possibly can. How meritorious will it be in you to do so! Pray to God to enable you to conform. You don't know what may be done.
Only, my dear aunt, one word, one word more (for she was going)-Speak up all you can for my dear Mrs. Norton. She is but low in the world: Should ill health overtake her, she may not know how to live without my mamma's favour. I shall have no means to help her; for I will want necessaries before I will assert my right: And I do assure you, she has said so many things to me in behalf of my resigning to my father's will, that her arguments have not a little contributed to make me resolve to avoid the extremities, which nevertheless I pray to God they do not at last force me upon. And yet they deprive me of her advice, and think unjustly of one of the most excellent of women.
I am glad to hear you say This: And take This, and This, and This, my charming niece (for so she call'd me at every word almost); kissing me earnestly, and clasping her arms about my neck: And God protect you, and direct you! But you must submit: Indeed you must. Some one day in a month from This, is all the choice that is left you.
And this, I suppose, was the doom my sister call'd for; yet not worse than what had been pronounced upon me before.
She repeated these last sentences louder than the former. And remember, Miss, added she, it is your duty to comply-And down she went, leaving me with my heart full, and my eyes runing over.
The very repetition of this, fills me with almost equal concern, to that which I felt at the time. I can write no more; mistinesses of all the colours in the rainbow twinkling upon my deluged eye.
Wednesday, Five o'Clock.
I Will add a few lines-My aunt, as she went down from me, was met at the foot of the stairs by my sister, who seemed to think she had stay'd a good while after her: And hearing her last words prescribing to me implicit duty, praised her for it, and exclaim'd against my obstinacy, with, Did you ever hear of such perverseness, Madam? Could you have thought, that your Clarissa, and every body's Clarissa, was such a girl?-And who, as you said, is to submit, her father or she?
My aunt said something in answer to her compassionating me, as I thought, by her accent: But I heard not the words.
Such a strange perseverance in a measure so unreasonable! -But my brother and sister are continually misrepresenting all I say and do; and I am deprived of the opportunity of defending myself! -My sister says (a), that had they thought me such a championess, they would not have engaged with me: And now, not knowing how to reconcile my supposed obstinacy with my general character, and natural temper, they seem to hope to tire me out, and resolve to vary their measures accordingly. My brother, you see,, is determin'd to carry this point, or to abandon Harlowe-place, and never to see it more: -So they are to lose a son, or to conquer a daughter-the perversest and most ingrateful that ever parents had! -This is the light he places things in: And has undertaken, it seems, to subdue me, if his advice be followed. It will be further try'd, that I am convinced of; and what will be their next measure, who can divine?
I shall dispatch, with this, my answer to yours of Sunday last; begun on Monday; but which is not yet quite finish'd. It is too long to copy: I have not time for it. In it I have been very free with you, my dear, in more places than one. I cannot say, that I am pleas'd with all I have written: -Yet will not now alter it. -My mind is not at ease enough for the subject. -Don't be angry with me. Yet, if you can excuse one or two passages, it will be, because they were written by
Your Clarissa Harlowe.
END of Vol. 1.

### Vol. 2

### v2 LETTER I.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Wednesday Night, March 22.
Angry! -What should I be angry for? - I am mightily pleased with your freedom, as you call it. I only wonder at your patience with me; that's all. I am sorry I gave you the trouble of so long a letter upon the occasion; notwithstanding the pleasure I received in reading it.
I believe, you did not intend reserves to me: For two reasons, I believe you did not: First, because you say, you did not: Next, because you have not, as yet, been able to convince yourself, how it is to be with you; and, persecuted as you are, how so to separate the effects that spring from the two causes (Persecution and Love), as to give to each its particular due. But this I believe I hinted to you once before. And so will say no more upon that subject at present.
Robin says, you had but just deposited your last parcel when he took it: For he was there, but half an hour before, and found nothing. He had seen my impatience; and loiter'd about, being willing to bring me something from you, if possible.
My cousin Jenny Fynnett is here, and desires to be my bedfellow to-hight. So I shall not have an opportunity to sit down with that seriousness and attention, which the subjects of yours require. For, she is all prate, you know, and loves to set me a prating: Yet comes upon a very grave occasion: -On purpose to procure my mamma to go with her to her grandmother Larkin, who has been long bed-ridden; and, at last, has taken it into her head, that she is mortal; and therefore will make her will; a work she was, till now, extremely averse to; but it must be upon condition, that my mamma, who is her distant relation, will go to her, and advise her, as to the particulars of it: For, she has a high opinion, as every one else has, of my mamma's judgment in all matters relating to wills, settlements, and such-like notable affairs.
Mrs. Larkin lives about seventeen miles off; and as my mamma cannot abide to lie out of her own house, she proposes to set out early in the morning, in order to get back again at night. So, to-morrow I shall be at your devotion from day-light to day-light; nor will I be at home to any-body.
As to the impertinent man, I have put him upon escorting the two ladies, in order to attend my mamma home at night: Such expeditions as these, and to give our sex a little air of vanity and assuredness at public places, is all that I know these dangling fellows are good for.
I have hinted before, that I could almost wish my mamma and Mr. Hickman would make a match of it: And I here repeat my wishes. What signifies a difference of fifteen or twenty years; especially when the Lady has spirits that will make her young a long time, and the gentleman is a mighty sober man? -I think verily, I could like him better for a papa, than for a nearer relation: And they are strange admirers of one another.
But allow me a perhaps still better (and, as to years, more suitable and happier) disposal; for the man at least: -What think you, my dear, of compromizing with your friends, by rejecting both your men, and encouraging my parader? -If your liking of one of the two go no farther than conditional, I believe it will do. -A rich thought, if it obtain your approbation. In this light, I should have a prodigious respect for Mr. Hickman; more by half than I can have in the other. The vein is open's-Shall I let it flow? -How difficult to withstand constitutional foibles!-
Hickman, is certainly a man more in your taste, than any of those who have hitherto been brought to address you. He is might sober! mighty grave! and all that. Then you have told me, that he is your favourite! -But that is, because he is my mamma's, perhaps. -The man would certainly rejoice at the transfer: Or he must be a greater fool than I take him to be.
O but your fierce lover would knock him o' the head-I forgot that! -What makes me incapable of seriousness when I write about this Hickman? - Yet the man so good a sort of man in the main? - But who is perfect? This is one of my foibles. And something for you to chide me for.
You believe me very happy in my prospects, in relation to him: Because you are so very unhappy in the foolish usage you meet with, you are apt (as I suspect) to think that tolerable which otherwise would be far from being so. I dare say, you would not with all your grave airs, like him for yourself; except being addressed by Solmes and him, you were obliged to have one of them. I have given you a test; let me see what you'll say to it.
For my own part, I confess to you, that I have great exceptions to Hickman. He, and wedlock never yet once enter'd into my head at one time. Shall I give you my free thoughts of him? -Of his best and his worst; and that as if I were writing to one, who knows him not? I think I will. Yet it is impossible I should do it gravely. The subject won't bear to be so treated, in my opinion. We are not come so far as that yet, if ever we shall? And to do it in another strain, ill becomes my present real concern for you.
Here I was interrupted on the honest man's account. He has been here these two hours-courting my mamma for her daughter, I suppose-Yet she wants no courting neither: Tis well one of us does; else the man would have nothing but halcyon; and be remiss, and saucy of course.
He was going. His horses at the door.
My mamma sent for me down, pretending to want to say something to me.
Something she said when I came, that signify'd nothing-Evidently, for no reason called me, but to give me an opportunity to see what a fine bow he could make; and that he might wish me a good-night. She knows I am not over-ready to oblige him with my presence, if I happen to be otherwise engag'd. I could not help an air a little upon the fretful, when I found she had nothing of moment to say to me, and when I saw her end.
She smiled off the visible fretfulness, that the man might go away in good humour with himself.
He bow'd to the ground, and would have taken my hand, his whip in the other: I did not like to be so companion'd: I withdrew my hand, but touched his elbow with a motion, as if from his low bow I had supposed him falling, and would have help'd him up. A sad slip, it might have been, said I!
A mad girl, smil'd it off my mamma!
He was put quite out; took his horse-bridle, stump'd back, back, back, bowing, till he run against his servant: I laughed; he mounted his horse; rid away: I mounted up stairs, after a little lecture. -And my head is so filled with him, that I must resume my intention; in hopes to divert you for a few moments.
Take it then-His best, and his worst, as I said before.
Hickman is a sort of fiddling, busy, yet to borrow a word from you, un-busy man: Has a great deal to do, and seems to me to dispatch nothing. Irresolute, and changeable in every thing, but in teazing me with his nonsense; which yet, it is evident, he must continue upon my mamma's interest, more than his own hopes; for none have I given him.
Then I have a quarrel against his face, though in his person, for a well-thriven man, tolerably genteel: -Not to his features so much neither-For what, as you have often observed, are features in a man? -But Hickman, with strong lines, and big cheek and chin bones, has not the manliness in his aspect, which Lovelace has with the most regular and agreeable features.
Then what a set and formal mortal is he in some things! -I have not been able yet to laugh him out of his long bib and beads: Indeed, that is, because my mamma thinks it becomes him; and I would not be so free with him, as to own I should choose to have him leave it off. If he did, so particular is the man, he would certainly, if left to himself, fall into a King-William-Cravat, or some such antique chin-cushion, as, by the pictures of that Prince, one sees was then the fashion.
As to his dress, in general, he cannot, indeed, be called a sloven, but sometimes he is too gaudy, at other times too plain, to be uniformly elegant. And for his manners, he makes such a bustle with them, and about them, as would induce one to suspect that they are more strangers to him, than familiars. You, I know, lay this to his fearfulness of disobliging, or offending. Indeed your Over-does generally give the offence they endeavour to avoid.
The man, however, is honest: Is of family: Has a clear and good estate; and may one day be a Baronet, and please you. He is humane and benevolent, tolerably generous, as people say; and as I might say too, if I would accept of his bribes; which he offers in hopes of having them all back again, and the bribed into the bargain: A method taken by all corruptors, from old Satan, to the lowest of his servants. -Yet, to speak in the language of a person I am bound to honour, he is deemed a prudent man; that is, a good manager.
Then, I cannot say, that now I like any-body better, whatever I did once.
He is no fox-hunter: Keeps a pack indeed, but prefers not his hounds to his fellow-creatures. No bad sign for a wife, I own. Loves his horse, but dislikes racing in a gaming way, as well as all sorts of gaming. Then he is sober; modest; They say, virtuous; in short, has qualities that mothers would be fond of in a husband for their daughters; and for which, perhaps, their daughters would be the happier could they judge as well for themselves, as experience, possibly, may teach them to judge for their future daughters.
Nevertheless, to own the truth, I cannot say I love the man; nor ever shall, I believe.
Strange! that these sober fellows cannot have a decent sprightliness, a modest assurance with them! Something debonnaire; which need not be separated from that awe and reverence, when they address a woman, which should shew the ardor of their passion, rather than the sheepishness of their nature; for who knows not, that Love delights in taming the Lyon-hearted? That those of the sex, who are most conscious of their own defect, in point of courage, naturally require, and therefore as naturally prefer, the man who has most of it, as the most able to give them the requisite protection? That the greater their own cowardice, as it would be called in a man, the greater is their delight in subjects of heroism? As may be observed in their reading; which turns upon difficulties encounter'd, battles fought, and enemies overcome, 4 or 500 by the prowess of one single hero, the more improbable the better: In short, that their man should be a hero to every one living but themselves; and to them know no bound to his humility. A woman has some glory in subduing a heart no man living can appall; and hence too often the bravo, assuming the hero, and making himself pass for one, succeeds as only a hero should.
But as for honest Hickman, the good man is so generally meek, as I imagine, that I know not whether I have any preference paid me in his obsequiousness. And then, when I rate him, he seems to be so naturally fitted for rebuke, and so much expects it, that I know not how to disappoint him, whether he just then deserve it, or not. I am sure, he has puzzled me many a time when I have seen him look penitent for faults he has not committed, whether to pity or laugh at him.
You and I have often retrospected the faces and minds of grown people; that is to say, have formed images from their present appearances, outside and in, (as far as the manners of the persons would justify us in the latter) what sort of figures they made when boys and girls. And I'll tell you the lights in which Hickman, Solmes, and Lovelace, our three heroes, have appeared to me, supposing them boys at school.
Solmes I have imagin'd to be, a little, sordid, pilfering rogue, who would purloin from every-body, and beg every boy's bread and butter from him; while, as I have heard a reptile brag, he would in a winter-morning, spit upon his thumbs, and spread his own with it, that he might keep it all to himself.
Hickman, a great over-grown, lank-hair'd, chubby boy, who would be hunch'd and punch'd by everybody; and go home, with his finger in his eye, and tell his mother.
While Lovelace I have supposed a curl-pated villain, full of fire, fancy, and mischief; an orchard-robber, a wall-climber, a horse-rider without saddle or bridle, neck or nothing: A sturdy rogue, in short, who would kick and cuff, and do not right, and take no wrong of any-body; would get his head broke, then a plaister for it, or let it heal of itself; while he went on to do more mischief, and if not to get, to deserve, broken bones. And the same dispositions have grown up with them, and distinguish the men, with no very material alteration.
Only, that all men are monkeys more or less, or else that you and I should have such baboons as these too choose out of, is a mortifying thing, my dear.
I am sensible, that I am not a little out of season in treating thus ludicrously the subject I am upon, while you are so unhappy; and if my manner does not divert you, as my flightinesses used to do, I am inexcusable both to you, and to my own heart: Which, I do assure you, notwithstanding my seeming levity, is wholly in your case.
As this letter is intirely whimsical, I will not send it until I can accompany it with something more solid and better suited to your unhappy circumstances; that is to say, to the present subject of our correspondence. To-morrow, as I told you, will be wholly yours, and of consequence, your
Anna Howe's.

### v2 LETTER II.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Morn. 7 o'Clock.
My mamma and cousin are already gone off in our chariot and four, attended by their doughty 'Squire on horseback, and he by two of his own servants, and one of my mamma's. They both love parade, when they go abroad, at least in compliment to one another; which shews, that each thinks the other does. Robin is your servant and mine, and nobody's else: And the day is all my own.
I must begin with blaming you, my dear, for your resolution not to litigate for your right, if occasion were to be given you. Justice is due to one's self, as well as to every-body else. Still more must I blame you for declaring to your aunt and sister that you will not: Since (as they will tell it to your father and brother) the declaration must needs give advantages to spirits who have so little of that generosity for which you yourself are so much distinguished.
There never was a spirit in the world that would insult where it dared, but it would creep and cringe where it dared not. Let me remind you of a sentence of your own, the occasion for which I have forgotten: 'That little Spirits will always accommodate themselves to the subject they would work upon: -Will fawn upon a sturdy-temper'd person: Will insult the meek:' -And another given to Miss Biddulph, upon an occasion you cannot forget: -'If we assume a dignity in what we say and do; and take care not to disgrace by arrogance our own assumption, everybody will treat us with respect and deference.'
I remember that you once made an observation, which you said, you was obliged to Mrs. Norton for, and she to her father, upon an excellent preacher, who was but an indifferent liver: 'That to excell in theory, and to excell in practice, generally required different talents; which not always met in the same person.' Do you, my dear (to whom theory and practice are the same thing, in almost every laudable quality) apply the observation to yourself, in this particular ease, where Resolution is required; and where performance of the will of the defunct is the question-No more to be dispensed with by you, in whose favour it was made, than by any-body else, who have only Themselves in view, by breaking thro' it.
I know how much you despise riches in the main: But yet it behoves you to remember, that in one instance you yourself have judged them valuable-'In that they put it into one's power to lay obligations; while the want of them puts a person under a necessity of receiving favours; receiving them, perhaps from grudging and narrow spirits, who know not how to confer them with that grace, which gives the principal merit to a beneficent action.' -Reflect upon this, my dear, and see how it agrees with the declaration you have made to your aunt and sister, that you would not resume your estate, were you to be turned out of doors, and reduced to indigence and want. Their very fears that you will resume, point out to you the necessity of resuming, upon the treatment you meet with.
I own, that I was much affected (at first reading) with your mamma's letter sent with the patterns! -A strange measure, however, from a mother; for she did not intend to insult you; and I cannot but lament that so sensible and so fine a Lady should stoop to so much art, as that letter is written with: And which also appears in some of the conversations you have given me an account of. See you not in her passiveness, what boistrous spirits can obtain from gentler, merely by teazing and ill-nature?
I know the pride they have always taken in calling you an Harlowe- Clarissa Harlowe, so formal and so set, at every word, when they are grave, or proudly solemn. -Your mamma has learnt it of them-And as in marriage, so in will, has been taught to bury her own superior name and family in theirs. I have often thought that the same spirit govern'd them, in this piece of affectation, and others of the like nature (as Harlowe-Place, and so-forth, tho' not the elder brother's or paternal seat) as govern'd the tyrant Tudor, who marrying Elizabeth, the Heiress of the House of York, made himself a title to a throne, which he would not otherwise have had (being but a base descendant of the Lancaster Line); and proved a gloomy and vile husband to her; for no other cause, than because she had laid him under obligations, which his pride would not permit him to own. -Nor would the unprincely wretch marry her till her was in possession of the crown, that he might not be supposed to owe it to her claim.
You have chidden me, and again will, I doubt not, for the liberties I take with some of your relations. But, my dear, need I tell you, That pride in ourselves must, and for-ever will, provoke contempt, and bring down upon us abasement from others? -Have we not, in the case of a celebrated Bard, observed, that those who aim at more than their due, will be refused the honours that they may justly claim? -I am very loth to offend you; yet I cannot help speaking of them, as well as of others, as I think they deserve. Praise or Dispraise, is the Reward or Punishment which the world confers or inflicts on Merit or Demerit; and, for my part, I neither can nor will confound them in the application. I despise them All, but your mamma: Indeed I do: -And as for her-But I will spare the good Lady for your sake-And one argument, indeed, I think may be pleaded in her favour, in the present contention-She who has for so many years, and with such absolute resignation, borne what she has borne, to the sacrifice of her own will, may think it an easier task, than another person can imagine it, for her daughter to give up her's. -But to think to whose instigation all this is originally owing- God forgive me; but with such usage I should have been with Lovelace before now-Yet remember, my dear, that the step which would not be wonder'd at from such an hasty-temper'd creature as me, would be inexcusable in such a considerate person as you.
After your mamma has been thus drawn in against her judgment, I am the less surprised, that your aunt Hervey should go along with her; since the two sisters never separate. I have inquired into the nature of the obligation which Mr. Hervey's indifferent conduct in his affairs has laid him under: -It is only, it seems, that your brother has paid off for him a mortgage upon one part of his estate, which the mortgagee was about to foreclose; and taken it upon himself: A small favour (as he has ample security in his hands) from kindred to kindred: But such a one, it is plain, as has laid the whole family of the Herveys under obligation to the ungenerous lender; who has treated him, and his aunt too (as Miss Dolly Hervey has privately complain'd) with the less ceremony ever since.
Must I, my dear, call such a creature your brother? - I believe I must-Because he is your father's son. There is no harm, I hope, in saying That.
I am concerned, that you ever wrote at all to him. It was taking too much notice of him: It was adding to his self-significance; and a call upon him to treat you with insolence: A call which you might have been assured he would not fail to answer.
But such a pretty master as this, to run riot against such a man as Lovelace; who had taught him to put his sword into his scabbard, when he had pulled it out by accident! -These in-door insolents, who, turning themselves into bugbears, frighten women, children, and servants, are generally cravens among men. Were he to come fairly cross me, and say to my face some of the free things, which, I am told, he has said of me behind my back, or that (as by your account) he has said of our sex, I would take upon myself to ask him two or three questions; altho' he were to send me a challenge likewise.
I repeat, You know that I will speak my mind, and write it too. He is not my brother. Can you say, he is yours? -So, for your life, if you are just, you can't be angry with me: For would you side with a false brother against a true friend? A brother may not be a friend: But a friend will be always a brother. -Mind That, as your uncle Tony says!
I cannot descend so low, as to take very particular notice of the epistles of those poor souls, whom you call uncles. -Yet I love to divert myself with such grotesque characters too. -But I know them, and love you; and so cannot make the jest of them, which their absurdities call for.
Now I have said so much on these touching topics, (as I am but too sensible you will think them) I must add one reflection more, and so intitle myself to your correction for all at once. -It is upon the conduct of those women (for you and I know more than one such) who can suffer themselves to be out-bluster'd and out-gloom'd, till they have no will of their own; instead of being prevailed upon, by acts of tenderness and complaisance, to be fooled out of it. -I wish, that it does not demonstrate too evidently, that, with some of the sex, insolent controul is a more efficacious subduer than kindness or concession. -Upon my life, my dear, I have often thought, that many of us are mere babies in matrimony: Perverse fools, when too much indulg'd and humour'd; creeping slaves, when treated harshly. But shall it be said, that fear makes us more gentle obligers than love? -Forbid it, honour! forbid it, gratitude! forbid it, justice! that any woman of sense should give occasion to have this said of her!
Did I think you would have any manner of doubt, from the style or contents of this letter, whose saucy pen it is that has run on at this rate, I would write my name at length; since it comes too much from my heart to disavow it: -But at present the initials shall serve; and I will go on again directly.
A. H.

### v2 LETTER III.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday morn. 10 o'clock (Mar. 23).
I will postpone, or perhaps pass by, several observations which I had to make on other parts of your letters; to acquaint you, that Mr. Hickman, when in London, found an opportunity to inquire after Mr. Lovelace's town-life and conversation.
At the Cocoa-tree in Pall-mall he fell in with two of his intimates, the one named Belton, the other Mowbray; very free of speech, and rakish gentlemen both: But the waiter, it seems, paid them great respect, and, on his inquiry after their characters, called them men of fortune and honour.
They began to talk of Mr. Lovelace of their own accord; and upon some gentlemen in the room asking, when they expected him in town, answer'd, That very day. Mr. Hickman (as they both went on praising Lovelace) said, He had indeed heard, that Mr. Lovelace was a very fine gentleman-and was proceeding, when one of them, interrupting him, said,- Only, Sir, the finest gentleman in the world; that's all.
And so he led them on to expatiate more particularly on his qualities; which they were very fond of doing: But said not one single word in behalf of his morals-Mind that also, in your uncle's style.
Mr. Hickman said, That Mr. Lovelace was very happy, as he understood, in the esteem of the Ladies; and, smiling, to make them believe he did not think amiss of it, that he push'd his good fortune as far as it would go.
Well put, Mr. Hickman! thought I; equally grave and sage-Thou seemest not to be a stranger to their dialect, as I suppose this is! -But I said nothing; for I have often try'd to find out this mighty sober man of my mamma's: But hitherto have only to say, that he is either very moral, or very cunning.
No doubt of it, reply'd one of them; and out came an oath, with a Who would not? -That he did as every young gentleman would-
Very true! said my mamma's puritan-But I hear he is in treaty with a fine lady-
So he was, Mr. Belton said-The d-l fetch her! (Vile brute!) for she ingrossed all his time! -But that the Lady's family ought to be-something-(Mr. Hickman desired to be excused repeating what,-tho' he had repeated what was worse)-and might dearly repent their usage of a man of his family and merit.
Perhaps they may think him too wild a gentleman, cry'd Hickman: And theirs is, I hear, a very sober family-
Sober! said one of them: A good honest word, Dick! -Where the devil has it lain all this time? - D- me if I have heard of it in this sense, ever since I was at college! And then, said he, we bandy'd it about among twenty of us, as an obsolete-
There's for you, my dear! -These are Mr. Lovelace's companions: You'll be pleased to take notice of that!
Mr. Hickman said, this put him out of countenance.
I stared at him, and with such a meaning in my eyes, as he knew how to take; and so was out of countenance again.
Don't you remember, my dear, who it was that told a young gentleman designed for the gown, who own'd he was apt to be too easily put out of countenance, when he came among free company; 'That it was a bad sign; that it looked as if his morals were not proof; but that his good disposition seemed rather the effect of accident and education, than of such a choice as was founded upon principle?' And don't you know the lesson the very same young Lady gave him, 'To endeavour to stem and discountenance vice, and to glory in being an advocate in all companies for virtue;' particularly observing, 'That it was natural for a man to shun, or give up, what he was ashamed of?' Which she should be sorry to think his case on this occasion: Adding, 'That vice was a coward, and would hide its head, when opposed by such a virtue as had presence of mind, and a full persuasion of its own rectitude, to support it.' The Lady, you may remember, modestly put her doctrine into the mouth of a worthy preacher, Dr. Lewin, as she uses to do, when she has a mind not to be thought to be what she is at so early an age; and that it may give more weight to any-thing she hit upon, that might appear tolerable, was her modest manner of speech.
Mr. Hickman, upon the whole, professed to me, upon his second recovery, that he had no reason to think well of Mr. Lovelace's morals, from what he heard of him in town: Yet his two intimates talked of his being more regular than he used to be: That he had made a very good resolution; That of old Tom Wharton was the expression, That he would never give a challenge, nor refuse one; which they praised in him highly: That, in short, he was a very brave fellow, and the charming'st companion in the world: And would one day make a great figure in his country; for there was nothing he was not capable of-
I am afraid that this is too true. And this, my dear, is all that Mr. Hickman could pick up about him: And is it not enough to determine such a mind as yours, if not already determined?
Yet it must be said too, that if there be a woman in the world that can reclaim him, it is you. And, by your account of his behaviour in the interview between you, I own I have some hope of him. At least, This I will say, That all his arguments with you, then, seem to be just and right: And if you are to be his-But no more of That: He cannot, after all, deserve you.

### v2 LETTER IV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday afternoon, March 23.
An unexpected visitor has turned the course of my thoughts, and chang'd the subject I had intended to pursue. The only one for whom I would have dispensed with my resolution not to see any-body all the dedicated day: A visitor, whom, according to Mr. Hickman's report from the expectations of his libertine friends, I supposed to be in town. -Now, my dear, have I saved myself the trouble of telling you, That it was your too-agreeable Rake. Our sex is said to love to trade in surprizes: Yet have I, by my over-promptitude, surprised myself out of mine. - I had intended, you must know, to run twice the length, before I had suffer'd you so much as to guess who, and of which sex, my visitor was: But since you have the discovery at so cheap a rate, you are welcome to it.
The end of his coming was, to engage my interest with my charming friend; and as he was sure, that I knew all your mind, to acquaint him what he had to trust to. He mentioned what had passed in the interview between you: -But could not be satisfy'd with the result of it, and with the little satisfaction he had obtained from you; the malice of your family to him increasing, and their cruelty to you not abating. - His heart, he told me, was in tumults, for fear you should be prevailed upon in favour of a man despised by every-body. He gave me fresh instances of indignities cast upon himself by your uncles and brother; and declared, that if you suffered yourself to be forced into the arms of the man for whose sake he was loaded with undeserved abuses, you should be one of the youngest, as you would be one of the loveliest, widows in England: And that he would moreover call your brother to account for the liberties he takes with his character to every-one he meets with.
He proposed several schemes, for you to choose some one of them, in order to enable you to avoid the persecutions you labour under: One I will mention; That you will resume your estate; and if you find difficulties, that can be no otherwise surmounted, that you will, either avowedly or privately, as he had proposed to you, accept of his aunt Lawrance's, or Lord M's, assistance to instate you in it. He declared, that, if you did, he would leave it absolutely to your own pleasure afterwards, and to the advice which your cousin Morden on his arrival should give you, whether to encourage his address, or not, as you shall be convinced of the sincerity of the reformation which his enemies make him so much want.
I had now a good opportunity to found him (as you wish'd Mr. Hickman would Lord M.), as to the continued or diminished favour of the Ladies, and of his Uncle, towards you, upon their being acquainted with the animosity of your relations to them, as well as to their kinsman. I took the opportunity; and he satisfy'd me, by reading some passages of a letter he had about him, from Lord M. That an alliance with you, and that on the foot of your own single merit, would be the most desirable event to them, that could happen: And so far to the purpose of your wished inquiry does his Lordship go, in this letter, that he assures him, that whatever you suffer in fortune from the violence of your relations, on his account, he and his sisters will join to make it up to him. And yet the reputation of a family so splendid, would, no doubt, in a case of such importance to the honour of both, make them prefer a general consent.
I told him, as you yourself I knew had done, that you were extremely averse to Mr. Solmes; and that, might you be left to your own choice, it would be the Single Life. As to himself, I plainly said, That you had great and just objections to him, on the score of his careless morals: That it was surprising, that young gentlemen, who gave themselves the liberties he was said to take, should presume to think, that, whenever they took it into their heads to marry, the most virtuous and worthy of the sex were to fall to their lot: That as to the Resumption, it had been very strongly urged by myself, and would be more; tho' you had been averse to it hitherto: That your chief reliance and hopes were upon your cousin Morden: And that to suspend or gain time, till he arrived, was, as I believed, your principal aim.
I told him, That with regard to the mischief he threatened, neither the act nor the menace could serve any end but their who persecuted you; as it would give them a pretence for carrying into effect their compulsatory projects; and that with the approbation of all the world; since he must not think the public would give its voice in favour of a violent young man, of no extraordinary character as to morals, who should seek to rob a family of eminence of a child so valuable; and who threatened, if he could not obtain her in preference to a man chosen by themselves, that he would avenge himself upon them All, by acts of violence.
I added, That he was very much mistaken, if he thought to intimidate you by such menaces: For that, tho' your disposition was all sweetness, yet I knew not a steadier temper in the world than yours; nor one more inflexible (as your friends had found, and would still farther find, if they continued to give occasion for its exertion), whenever you thought yourself in the right; and that you were dealt ungenerously with, in matters of too much moment to be indifferent about. Miss Clarissa Harlowe, Mr. Lovelace, let me tell you, said I, timid as her foresight and prudence may make her in some cases, where she apprehends dangers to those she loves, is above fear, in points where her honour, and the true dignity of her sex, are concerned. - In short, Sir, you must not think to frighten Miss Clarissa Harlowe into such a mean or unworthy conduct, as only a weak or unsteady mind can be guilty of.
He was so very far from intending to intimidate you, he said, that he besought me not to mention one word to you, of what had passed between us: That what he had hinted at, that carried the air of a menace, was owing to the fervor of his spirits, raised by his apprehensions of losing all hope of you for ever; and on a supposition, that you were to be actually forced into the arms of a man you hated: That were this to be the case, he must own, that he should pay very little regard to the world, or its censures: Especially as the menaces of some of your family now, and their triumph over him afterwards, would both provoke and warrant all the vengeance he could take.
He added, that all the countries in the world were alike to him, but on your account: So that whatever he should think fit to do, were you lost to him, he should have nothing to apprehend from the Laws of this.
I did not like the determined air he spoke this with: He is certainly, my dear, capable of great rashness.-
He palliated a little this fierceness (which by the way I warmly censured) by saying, That while you remain single, he will bear all the indignities that shall be cast upon him by your family. But would you throw yourself, if you were still farther driven, into any other protection, if not his uncle's, or that of the ladies of his family (into my mamma's, suppose); or would you go to London to private lodgings, where he would never visit you, unless he had your leave; and from whence you might make your own terms with your relations; he would be intirely satisfy'd; and would, as he had said before, wait the effect of your cousin's arrival, and your free determination, as to his own fate. -Adding, That he knew the family so well, and how much fixed they were upon their measures, as well as the absolute dependence they made upon your temper and principles, that he could not but apprehend the worst, while you remained in the power of their persuasion and menaces.
We had a great deal of other discourse: But as the reciting of the rest would be but a repetition of many of the things that passed between you and him, in the interview between you in the woodhouse, I refer myself to your memory on that occasion.
And now, my dear, upon the whole, I think, it behoves you to make yourself independent: All then will fall right. This man is a violent man. I should wish, methinks, that you should not have either him or Solmes. You will find, if you get out of your brother's and sister's way, what you can or can-not do, with regard to either. If your relations persist in their foolish scheme, I think I will take his hint, and, at a proper opportunity, sound my mamma. Mean time, let me have your clear opinion of, and reasonings upon, the Resumption, which I join with Lovelace in advising. You can but see how your demand will work. To demand, is not to litigate. But be your resolution what it will, do not by any means repeat, that you will not assert your right. If they go on to give you provocation, you may have sufficient reason to change your mind: And let them expect that you will change it. They have not the generosity to treat you the better for disclaiming the power they know you have. That, I think, need not now be told you.
I am, my dearest friend, and will be ever,
Your most affectionate and faithful
Anna Howe.

### v2 LETTER V.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wedn. Night, March 22.
On my aunt's and sister's report of my obstinacy, my assembled relations have taken an unanimous resolution (as Betty tells me it is) against me. This resolution you will find signify'd to me in the inclosed letter from my brother, just now brought me. Be pleased to return it, when perused. I may have occasion for it, in the altercations between my relations and me.
Miss Clary,
I am commanded to let you know, that my father and uncles having heard your aunt Hervey's account of all that has passed between her and you: Having heard from your sister what sort of treatment she has had from you? Having recollected all that has passed between your mamma and you: Having weighed all your pleas and proposals: Having taken into consideration their engagements with Mr. Solmes; that gentleman's patience, and great affection for you; and the little opportunity you have given yourself to be acquainted either with his merit, or his proposals: Having considered two points more; to wit, The wounded authority of a father; and Mr. Solmes's continual intreaties (little as you have deserved regard from him), that you may be freed from a confinement to which he is desirous to attribute your perverseness to him (averseness I should have said, but let it go), he being unable to account otherwise for so strong a one, supposing you told truth to your mamma, when you asserted, that your heart was free; and which Mr. Solmes is willing to believe, tho' no-body else does. -For all these reasons, it is resolved, that you shall go to your uncle Antony's: And you must accordingly prepare yourself so to do. You will have but short notice of the day, for obvious reasons.
I will honestly tell you the motive for your going: It is a double one; first, That they may be sure, that you shall not correspond with any-body they do not like; for they find from Mrs. Howe, that, by some means or other, you do correspond with her daughter; and, thro' her, perhaps with somebody else: And next, That you may receive the visits of Mr. Solmes; which you have thought fit to refuse to do here; by which means you have deprived yourself of the opportunity of knowing whom and what you have hitherto refused.
If after one fortnight's conversation with Mr. Solmes, and after you have heard what your friends shall further urge in his behalf, unharden'd by clandestine correspondencies, you shall convince them, that Virgil's amor omnibus idem (for the application of which I refer you to the Georgic, as translated by Dryden) is verify'd in you, as well as in the rest of the animal creation; and that you cannot, or will not, forego your prepossession in favour of the moral, the virtuous, the pious Lovelace (I would please you if I could!), it will then be considered, whether to humour you, or to renounce you for ever.
It is hoped, that, as you must go, you will go chearfully. Your uncle Antony will make everything at his house agreeable to you. But indeed he won't promise, that he will not, at proper times, draw up the bridge.
Your visitors, besides Mr. Solmes, will be myself, if you permit me that honour; your sister; and, as you behave to Mr. Solmes, your aunt Hervey, and your uncle Harlowe; and yet the two latter will hardly come neither, if they think it will be to hear your whining vocatives. -Betty Barnes will be your attendant: And, I must needs tell you, Miss, that we none of us think the worse of the faithful maid, for your dislike of her: Which Betty, however, who would be glad to oblige you, laments as a misfortune.
Your answer is required, whether you chearfully consent to go? And your indulgent mamma bids me remind you from her, That a fortnight's visits from Mr. Solmes are all that is meant at present.
I am, as you shall be pleased to deserve,
Yours, &c.
James Harlowe, jun.
So here is the master-stroke of my brother's policy! Called upon to consent to go to my uncle Antony's, avowedly to receive Mr. Solmes's visits! -A chapel! -A moated house! -Deprived of the opportunity of corresponding with you!-or of any possibility of escape, should violence be used to compel me to be that odious man's!
Late as it was, when I received this insolent letter, I wrote an answer to it directly, that it might be ready for the writer's time of rising. I inclose the rough draught of it. You will see by it how much his vile hint from the Georgic, and his rude one of my whining vocatives, have set me up. Besides, as the command to get ready to go to my uncle's is in the name of my father and uncles, it is but to shew a piece of the art they accuse me of, to resent the vile hint, I have so much reason to resent, in order to palliate the refusal of obeying, what would otherwise be interpreted an act of rebellion by my brother and sister: For, it seems plain to me, that they will work but half their ends, if they do not deprive me of my father's and uncles favour, altho' I should even comply with terms, which it is impossible I should ever comply with.
You might have told me, Brother, in three lines, what the determination of my friends was; only, that then you would not have had room to display your pedantry by so detestable an allusion or reference to the Georgic. Give me leave to tell you, Sir, That if humanity were a branch of your studies at the University, it has not found a genius in you for mastering it. Nor is either my Sex or my self, tho' a sister, I see, intitled to the least decency from a brother, who has studied, as it seems, rather to cultivate the malevolence of his natural temper, than any tendency which one would have hoped his parentage, if not his education, might have given him, to a tolerable politeness.
I doubt not, that you will take amiss my freedom: But as you have deserved it from me, I shall be less and less concerned on that score, as I see you are more and more intent to shew your wit at the expence of justice and compassion.
The time is, indeed, come, that I can no longer bear those contempts and reflections, which a brother, least of all men, is intitled to give. And let me beg of you one favour, officious Sir: -It is this, That you will not give yourself any concern about a husband for me, till I shall have the forwardness to propose a wife to you. Pardon me, Sir; but I cannot help thinking, that could I have the art to get my papa of my side, I should have as much right to prescribe for you, as you have for me.
As to the communication you make me, I must take upon me to say, That altho' I will receive, as becomes me, any of my papa's commands; yet, as this signification is made me by a brother, who has shewn of late so much of an unbrotherly animosity to me (for no reason in the world that I know of, but that he believes he has, in me, one sister too many for his interest) I think myself intitled to conclude, that such a letter as you have sent me, is all your own-And of course to declare, that, while I so think it, I will not willingly, nor even without violence, go to any place avowedly, to receive Mr. Solmes's visits.
I think myself so much intitled to resent your infamous hint, and this as well for the sake of my Sex, as for my own, that I ought to declare, as I do, that I will not receive any more of your letters, unless commanded to do so, by an authority I never will dispute; except in a case, where I think my future, as well as present happiness concerned-And were such a case to happen, I am sure my father's harshness will be less owing to himself, than to you; and to the specious absurdities of your ambitious and selfish schemes. -Very true, Sir!
One word more, provoked as I am, I will add: That had I been thought as really obstinate and perverse, as of late I am said to be, I should not have been so disgracefully treated as I have been-Lay your hand upon your heart, Brother, and say, By whose instigations-And examine what I have done to deserve to be made thus unhappy, and to be obliged to style myself,
Your injured Sister,
Cl. Harlowe.
When, my dear, you have read my answer to this letter, tell me, what you think of me? -It shall go!-

### v2 LETTER VI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Morning, Mar. 23.
My letter has set them all in tumults: For, it seems, none of them went home last night; and they all were desired to be present to give their advice, if I should refuse compliance with a command thought so reasonable as, it seems, this was.
Betty tells me, That, at first, my father, in a rage, was for coming up to me himself, and for turning me out of his doors directly. Nor was he restrained, till it was hinted to him, that That was no doubt my wish, and would answer all my perverse views. But the result was, That my brother (having really, as my mamma and aunt insisted, taken wrong measures with me) should write again in a more moderate manner: For nobody else was permitted or cared to write to such a ready scribbler. And, I having declared that I would not receive any more of his letters without command from a superior authority, my mamma was to give it hers: And accordingly has done so in the following lines, written on the superscription of his letter to me: Which letter also follows: Together with my reply.
Clary Harlowe,
Receive and read This, with the temper that becomes your sex, your character, your education, and your duty: And return an answer to it, directed to your brother.
Charlotte Harlowe.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Morning.
Once more I write, altho' imperiously prohibited by a younger sister. Your mamma will have me do so, that you may be destitute of all defence, if you persist in your pervicacy. Shall I be a pedant, Miss, for this word? She is willing to indulge in you the least appearance of that delicacy for which she once, as well as every-body else, admired you-Before you knew Lovelace; I cannot, however, help saying that: And she, and your aunt Hervey, will have it (They would fain favour you, if they could), that I may have provoked from you the answer they nevertheless own to be so exceedingly unbecoming. I am now learning, you see, to take up the softer language, where you have laid it down. This then is the case:
They intreat, they pray, they beg, they supplicate- (Will either of these do, Miss Clary?) That you will make no scruple to go to your uncle Antony's: And fairly I am to tell you, for the very purpose mentioned in my last-or, 'tis presumable, they need not intreat, pray, beg, supplicate. -Thus much is promised to Mr. Solmes, who is your advocate, and very uneasy, that you should be under constraint, supposing that your dislike to him arises from That. And, if he finds you are not to be moved in his favour, when you are absolutely freed from That you call a controul, he will forbear thinking of you, whatever it costs him. He loves you too well: And in this, I really think his understanding, which you have reflected upon, is to be questioned.
Only for one fortnight, therefore, permit his visits. Your Education (you tell me of mine, you know) ought to make you incapable of rudeness to anybody. He will not, I hope, be the first man, myself excepted, whom you ever treated rudely, purely because he is esteemed by us all. I am, what you have a mind to make me, Friend, Brother, or Servant-I wish I could be still more polite, to so polite, so delicate, a Sister.
Ja. Harlowe.
You must still write to me, if you condescend to reply. Your mamma will not be permitted to be disturbed with your nothing meaning Vocatives! -Vocatives, once more, Madam Clary, repeats the pedant your brother!
To James Harlowe, jun. Esq;
Thursday, March 23.
Permit me, my ever-dear and honoured papa and mamma, in this manner to surprise you into an audience (presuming This will be read to you) since I am deny'd the honour of writing to you directly. Let me beg of you to believe, that nothing but the most unconquerable dislike could make me stand against your pleasure. What are riches, what are settlements, to happiness? Let me not thus cruelly be given up to a man my very soul is averse to. Permit me to repeat, that I cannot honestly be his. Had I a slighter notion of the matrimonial duty than I have, perhaps I might. But when I am to bear all the misery, and That for life; when my heart is less concerned in this matter, than my soul; my temporal, perhaps, than my future good; why should I be deny'd the liberty of refusing? That liberty is all I ask.
It were easy for me to give way to hear Mr. Solmes talk for the mentioned fortnight, altho' it is impossible for me, say what he would, to get over my dislike to him. But the Moated house, the Chapel there, and the little mercy my brother and sister, who are to be there, have hitherto shewn me, are what I am extremely apprehensive of. And why does my brother say, my restraint is to be taken off (and that too at Mr. Solmes's desire), when I am to be a still closer prisoner than before; the Bridge threaten'd to be drawn up; and no dear papa and mamma near me, to appeal to, in the last resort?
Transfer not, I beseech you, to a brother and sister your own authority over your child-To a brother and sister, who treat me with unkindness and reproach; and, as I have too much reason to apprehend, misrepresent my words and behaviour; or, greatly favour'd as I used to be, it is impossible I should be sunk so low in your opinions, as I unhappily am!
Let but this my hard, my disgraceful confinement be put an end to. Permit me, my dear mamma, to pursue my Needleworks in your presence, as one of your maidens, and you shall be witness, that it is not wilfulness or prepossession that governs me. Let me not, however, be put out of your own house. Let Mr. Solmes come and go, as my papa pleases: Let me but tarry or retire when he comes, as I can; and leave the rest to Providence.
Forgive me, Brother, that thus, with an appearance of art, I address myself to my father and mother, to whom, I am forbid to approach, or to write. Hard it is to be reduced to such a contrivance! Forgive likewise the plain-dealing I have used in the above, with the nobleness of a gentleman, and the gentleness due from a brother to a sister. Altho', of late, you have given me but little room to hope for your favour or compassion; yet, having not deserved to forfeit either, I presume to claim both: For I am confident it is, at present, much in your power, altho' but my brother (my honoured parents both, I bless God, in being), to give peace to the greatly disturbed mind of
Your unhappy Sister,
Cl. Harlowe.
Betty tells me, my brother has taken my letter all in pieces; and has undertaken to write such an answer to it, as shall confirm the wavering-So, it is plain, that I should have moved somebody by it, but for this hard-hearted brother; God forgive him!

### v2 LETTER VII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Night, Mar. 23.
I send you the boasted confutation-letter, just now put into my hands-My brother and sister, my uncle Antony and Mr. Solmes are, I understand, exulting over the copy of it below, as an unanswerable performance.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Once again, my inflexible sister, I write to you: It is to let you know, that the pretty piece of art you found out to make me the vehicle of your whining pathetics to your father and mother, has not had the expected effect.
I do assure you, that your behaviour has not been misrepresented: Nor need it. Your mamma, who is sollicitous to take all opportunities of putting the favourablest constructions upon all you do, has been forced, as you well know, to give you up, upon full proof: No need then of the expedient of pursuing your Needleworks in her sight. She cannot bear your whining pranks: And it is for her sake, that you are not permitted to come into her presence; nor will be, but upon her own terms.
You had like to have made a simpleton of your aunt Hervey yesterday: She came down from you, pleading in your favour: But when she was asked, What concession she had brought you to? she look'd about her, and knew not what to answer. So your mamma, when surprised into the beginning of your cunning address to her and to your papa, under my name (for I had begun to read it, little suspecting such an ingenious subterfuge) and would then make me read it thro', wrung her hands, Oh! her dear child, her dear child, must not be so compelled! -But when she was asked, Whether she would be willing to have for her Son-in-law, the man who bids defiance to her whole family; and who had like to have murder'd her son? And what concessions she had gain'd from her beloved, to occasion this tenderness? And that for one who had apparently deceived her, in assuring her that her heart was free? then could she look about her, as her sister had done before: Then was she again brought to herself, and to a resolution to assert her authority; not to transfer it, witty presumer! over the rebel who of late, has so ingratefully struggled to throw it off.
You seem, child, to have a high notion of the matrimonial duty; and I'll warrant, like the rest of your sex (one or two, whom I have the honour to know, excepted) that you will go to church to promise what you will never think of afterwards. But, sweet child! as your worthy mamma Norton calls you, think a little less of the matrimonial (at least, till you come into that state) and a little more of the filial, duty.
How can you say, you are to bear all the misery, when you give so large a share of it to your parents, to your uncles, to your aunt, to myself, and to your sister; who all, for Eighteen years of your life, loved you so well?
If of late I have not given you room to hope for my favour or compassion, it is because of late you have not deserved either. I know what you mean, little reflecting fool, by saying, it is much in my power, altho' but your brother (a very slight degree of relation with you) to give you that peace, which you can give yourself whenever you please.
The liberty of refusing, pretty Miss, is deny'd you, because we are all sensible, that the liberty of choosing, to every one's dislike, must follow. The vile wretch you have set your heart upon, speaks This plainly to every-body, tho' you won't. He says you are His, and shall be His, and he will be the death of any man who robs him of his Property. So, Miss, we have a mind to try this point with him. My father supposing he has the right of a father in his child, is absolutely determin'd not to be bully'd out of that right. And what must that child be, who prefers the Rake to a Father?
This is the light in which this whole debate ought to be taken. Blush, then, Delicacy! that cannot bear the Poet's Amor omnibus idem! -Blush then, Purity! Be ashamed, Virgin modesty! And if capable of conviction, surrender your whole will to the will of the honoured pair, to whom you owe your being: And beg of all your friends to forgive and forget the part you have of late acted.
I have written a longer letter, than ever I designed to write to you, after the insolent treatment and prohibition you have given me: And now I am commission'd to tell you, that your friends are as weary of confining you, as you are of being confin'd. And therefore you must prepare yourself to go in a very few days, as you have been told before, to your uncle Antony's; who, notwithstanding your apprehensions, will draw up his bridge when he pleases, will see what company he pleases in his own house; nor will he demolish his chapel to cure you of your foolish late-commenc'd antipathy, to a place of Divine Worship. -The more foolish, as, if we intended to use force, we could have the ceremony pass in your chamber as well as any where else.
Prejudice against Mr. Solmes evidently blinded you, and there is a charitable necessity to open your eyes: Since no one but you thinks the gentleman so contemptible in his person; nor, for a plain country gentleman, who has too much solid sense to appear like a coxcomb, justly blameable in his manners. - And as to his temper, it is necessary you should speak upon fuller knowledge, than at present it is plain you can have of him.
Upon the whole, it will not be amiss, that you prepare for your speedy removal, as well for the sake of your own conveniency, as to shew your readiness, in one point, at least, to oblige your friends; one of whom you may, if you please to deserve it, reckon, tho' but a Brother,
James Harlowe
P. S. If you are disposed to see Mr. Solmes, and to make some excuses to him for your past conduct, in order to be able to meet him somewhere else with the less concern to yourself for your freedoms with him; he shall attend you where you please. If you have a mind to read the settlements, before they are read to you for your signing, they shall be sent you up-Who knows, but they will help you to some fresh objections? -Your heart is free you know-It must-For, did you not tell your mother it was? And will the pious Clarissa Harlowe fib to her mamma?
I desire no reply. The case requires none. Yet I will ask you, Have you, Miss, no more proposals to make?
I was so vexed when I came to the end of this letter (the postscript to which, perhaps, might be written, after the rest had seen the letter) that I took up my pen, with an intent to write to my uncle Harlowe about resuming my own estate, in pursuance of your advice: But my heart failed me, when I recollected, that I had not one friend to stand by or support me in my claim; and that it would but the more incense them, without answering any good end. O that my cousin were but come!
Is it not a sad thing, beloved as I thought myself, so lately, by every one, that now I have not one person in the world to plead for me, to stand by me, or who would afford me refuge, were I to be under the necessity of seeking for it? -I, who had the vanity to think I had as many friends as I saw faces, and flatter'd myself too, that it was not altogether unmerited, because I saw not my Maker's Image, either in man, woman, or child, high or low, rich or poor, whom, comparatively, I loved not as myself. -Would to heaven, my dear, that you were marry'd! Perhaps, then, you could have induc'd Mr. Hickman, upon my application, to afford me protection, till these storms were over-blown. But then this might have involv'd him in difficulties and dangers; and that I would not have had done for the world.
I don't know what to do, not I! -God forgive me, but I am very impatient! -I wish-but I don't know what to wish, without a sin! -Yet I wish it would please God to take me to his mercy! -I can meet with none here! -What a world is this! What is there in it desireable? The good we hope for, so strangely mix'd, that one knows not what to wish for: And one half of mankind tormenting the other, and being tormented themselves in tormenting! -For here in this my particular case, my relations cannot be happy, tho' they make me unhappy! -Except my brother and sister, indeed-and they seem to take delight in, and enjoy, the mischief they make!
But it is time to lay down my pen, since my ink runs nothing but gall.

### v2 LETTER VIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday Morning, Six o'Clock.
Mrs. Betty tells me, there is now nothing talked of but of my going to my uncle Antony's. She has been order'd, she says, to get ready to attend me thither. And, upon my expressing my averseness to go, had the confidence to say, That having heard me often praise the romantic-ness of the place, she was astonish'd (her hands and eyes lifted up) that I should set myself against going to a house so much in my taste.
I asked, if this was her own insolence, or her young mistress's observation?
She half-astonish'd me by her answer; That it was hard she could not say a good thing, without being robbed of the merit of it.
As the wench looked as if she really thought she had said a good thing, without knowing the boldness of it, I let it pass. But, to say the truth, this creature has surprised me on many occasions with her smartness: For, since she has been imploy'd in this controuling office, I have discover'd a great deal of wit in her assurance, which I never suspected before. This shews, that insolence is her talent; and that Fortune, in placing her as a servant to my sister, has not done so kindly by her as Nature; for that she would make a better figure as her companion. And, indeed, I can't help thinking sometimes, that I myself was better fitted by Nature to be the servant of both, than the mistress of the one, or the sister of the other. And within these few months past, Fortune has acted by me, as if she were of the same mind.
Friday, Ten o' Clock.
Going down to my Poultry-yard, just now, I heard my brother and sister, and that Solmes laughing and triumphing together. The high Yew Hedge between us, which divides the yard from the garden, hinder'd them from seeing me.
My brother, as I found, had been reading part, or the whole perhaps, of the copy of his last letter- Mighty prudent and consistent, you'll say, with their views, to make me the wife of a man, from whom they conceal not, what, were I to be such, it would be kind in them to endeavour to conceal, out of regard to my future peace: But I have no doubt, that they hate me heartily.
Indeed you was up with her there, brother, said my sister! You need not have bid her not write to you. I'll engage, with all her wit, she'll never pretend to answer it.
Why, indeed, said my brother, with an air of College-sufficiency, with which he abounds, (for he thinks nobody writes like himself) I believe I have given her a choak-pear. What say you, Mr. Solmes?
Why, Sir, said he, I think it is unanswerable. But will it not exasperate her more against me?
Never fear, Mr. Solmes, said my brother, but we'll carry our point, if she do not tire you out first. We have gone too far in this method to recede. Her cousin Modern will soon be here; so all must be over, before that time, or she'll be made independent of us all.
There, Miss Howe, is the reason given for their Jehu-driving!
Mr. Solmes declar'd, that he was determin'd to persevere while my brother gave him any hopes, and while my father stood firm.
My sister told my brother, that he hit me charmingly on the reason why I ought to converse with Mr. Solmes. But that he should not be so smart upon the sex, for the faults of this perverse girl.
Some lively, and I suppose, witty answer, my brother return'd; for he and Mr. Solmes laugh'd outrageously upon it, and Bella laughing too, call'd him a naughty gentleman: But I heard no more of what they said; they walking on into the garden.
If you think, my dear, that what I have related, did not again fire me, you will find yourself mistaken, when you read at this place the inclosed copy of my letter to my brother; struck off, while the iron was red-hot.
No more call me meek and gentle, I beseech you.
To Mr. James Harlowe.
Friday Morning.
Sir,
If, notwithstanding your prohibition, I should be silent on occasion of your last, you would perhaps conclude, that I was consenting to go to my uncle Antony's, upon the condition you mention. My father must do as he pleases with his child. He may turn me out of his doors, if he thinks fit, or give you leave to do it; but, (loth as I am to say it) I should think it very hard to be carry'd by force to any-body's house, when I have one of my own to go to.
Far be it from me, notwithstanding your's and my sister's provocations, to think of taking my estate into my own hands, without my papa's leave: But why, if I must not stay any longer here, may I not be permitted to go thither? I will engage to see nobody they would not have me see, if this favour be permitted. Favour I call it, and am ready to receive and acknowlege it as such, altho' my grandfather's will has made it matter of right.
You ask me, in a very unbrotherly manner, in the postscript to your letter, if I have not some new proposals to make. I have (since you put the question) three or four: -New ones all, I think; tho' I will be so bold as to say, that, submitting the case to any one impartial person, whom you have not set against me, my old ones ought not to have been rejected. I think This, why then should I not write it? -Nor have you any more reason to storm at your sister, for telling it you (since you seem, in your letter, to make it your boast how you turned my mamma and my aunt Hervey against me) than I have to be angry with my brother, for treating me as no brother ought to treat a sister.
These are my new proposals then:
That, as above, I may not be hinder'd from going to reside (under such conditions as shall be prescribed to me, which I will most religiously observe) at my grandfather's late house. I will not again in this place call it mine. I have reason to think it a great misfortune, that ever it was so! Indeed I have!
If this be not permitted, I desire leave to go for a month, or for what time shall be thought fit, to Miss Howe's. I dare say her mamma will consent to it, if I have my papa's permission to go.
If this, neither, be allowed, and I am to be turned out of my father's house, I beg I may be suffer'd to go to my aunt Hervey's, where I will inviolably observe her commands, and those of my papa and mama.
But if this, neither, is to be granted, it is my humble request, that I may be sent to my uncle Harlowe's, instead of my uncle Antony's. I mean not by this any disrespect to my uncle Antony: But his Meat, with his Bridge threaten'd to be drawn up, and perhaps his Chapel, terrify me beyond expression, notwithstanding your witty ridicule upon me for that apprehension.
If this likewise be refused, and I must be carried to the Moated house, which used to be a delightful one to me, let it be promised me, that I shall not be compelled to receive Mr. Solmes's visits there; and then I will as chearfully go, as ever I did.
So here, Sir, are my new proposals. And if none of them answer your end, as each of them tends to the exclusion of that ungenerous persister's visits, be pleased to know, that there is no misfortune I will not submit to, rather than yield to give my hand to the man, to whom I can allow no share in my heart.
If I write in a style different from my usual, and different from what I wished to have occasion to write, an impartial person, who knew what I have accidentally, within this hour past, heard from your mouth, and my sister's, and a third person's (particularly the reason you give for driving on at this violent rate; to-wit, my cousin Morden's soon-expected arrival), would think, I have but too much reason for it. Then be pleased to remember, Sir, that when my whining vocatives have subjected me to so much scorn and ridicule, it is time, were it but to imitate examples so excellent as you and my sister set me, that I should endeavour to assert my character, in order to be thought less an alien, and nearer of kin to you both, than either of you have of late seemed to suppose me.
Give me leave, in order to empty my female quiver at once, to add, that I know no other reason you can have, for forbidding me to reply to you, after you have written what you pleased to me, than that you are conscious you cannot answer to reason and to justice the treatment you give me.
If it be otherwise, I, an un-learned, un-logical girl, younger by near a third than yourself, will venture (so assured am I of the justice of my cause) to put my fate upon an issue with you: With you, Sir, who have had the advantage of an academical education; whose mind must have been strengthen'd by observation, and learned conversation; and who, pardon my going so low, have been accustomed to give choak-pears to those you vouchsafe to write against.
Any impartial person, your late Tutor, for instance; or the pious and worthy Dr. Lewin, may be judge between us: And if either give it against me, I will promise to resign to my destiny: Provided, if it be given against you, that my father will be pleased only to allow of my negative to the person so violently sought to be imposed upon me.
I flatter myself, Brother, that you will the readier come into this proposal, as you seem to have a high opinion of your talents for argumentation; and not a low one of the cogency of the arguments contained in your last letter. And as I can possibly have no advantage in a contention with you, if the justice of my cause affords me not any, (as you have no opinion it will) it behoves you, methinks, to shew to an impartial moderator, that I am wrong, and you not so.
If this be accepted, there is a necessity for its being carry'd on by the pen; the facts to be stated, and agreed upon by both; and the decision to be given, according to the force of the arguments each shall produce in support of their side of the question: For, give me leave to say, I know too well the manliness of your temper, to offer at a personal debate with you.
If it be not accepted, I shall conclude, that you cannot defend your conduct towards me: And shall only beg of you, that, for the future, you will treat me with the respect due to a sister from a brother, who would be thought as polite as learned.
And now, Sir, if I have seem'd to shew some spirit, not quite foreign to the relation I have the honour to bear to you, and to my sister; and which may be deem'd not altogether of a piece with that part of my character which once, it seems, gained me every one's love; be pleased to consider to whom, and to what it is owing; and that this part of that character was not dispensed with, till it subjected me to that scorn and those insults, which a brother, who has been so tenacious of an independence, that I voluntarily gave up, and who has appeared so exalted upon it, ought not to have shewn to any-body, much less to a weak and defenceless sister: Who is, notwithstanding, an affectionate and respectful one, and would be glad to shew herself to be so upon all future occasions; as she has in every action of her past life, altho' of late she has met with such unkind returns.
Cl. Harlowe.
See the force and volubility, as I may say, of passion; for the letter I send you is my first draught, struck off without a blot or erazure.
Friday, Three o'Clock.
AS soon as I had transcribed it, I sent it down to my brother by Mrs. Betty.
The wench came up soon after, all aghast, with her Lord, Miss! What have you done? -What have you written? For you have set them all in a joyful uproar!
My Sister is but this moment gone from me: She came up, all in a flame, which obliged me abruptly to lay down my pen: She run to me-
O Spirit! said she; tapping my neck a little too hard. And is it come to this at last!-
Do you beat me, Bella?
Do you call this beating you? Only tapping your shoulder thus, said she; tapping again more gently- This is what we expected it would come to-You want to be independent-My papa has lived too long for you!-
I was going to speak with vehemence; but she put her handkerchief before my mouth, very rudely- You have done enough with your pen, mean listener, as you are! But, know, that neither your independent scheme, nor any of your visiting ones, will be granted you. Take your course, perverse one; call in your Rake to help you to an in -dependence upon your parents, and a dependence upon him! -Do To! -Prepare this moment-Resolve what you will take with you! -To-morrow you go! -Depend upon it, to-morrow you go! -No longer shall you tarry here, watching, and creeping about to hearken to what people say! -'Tis determin'd, child! -You go to-morrow! -My brother would have come up to tell you so! -But I persuaded him to the contrary- For I know not, what had become of you, if he had-Such a letter! -Such an insolent, such a conceited challenger! -O thou vain creature! -But prepare your self, I say-To-morrow you go-My brother will accept your bold challenge; but it must be personal; and at my uncle Anthony's-Or perhaps at Mr. Solmes's-
Thus she ran on, almost foaming with passion, till, quite out of patience, I said, No more of your violence, Bella-Had I known in what a way you would come up, you should not have found my chamber-door open! -Talk to your servant in this manner: Unlike you, as I bless God I am, nevertheless your sister-And let me tell you, that I won't go to-morrow, nor next day, nor next day to that- except I am dragg'd away by violence.
What! not if your papa, or your mamma commands it-Girl? said she; intending another word, by her pause, and manner, before it came out.
Let it come to that Bella-Then I shall know what to say-But it shall be from either of their own mouths, if I do. -Not from yours, nor your Betty's- And say another word to me, in this manner, and be the consequence what it may, I will force myself into their presence; and demand what I have done to be used thus!
Come along, child! -Come along, meekness- taking my hand, and leading me towards the door- Demand it of them now-You'll find both your despised parents together! -What! does your heart fail you?-[for I resisted being thus insolently led, and pulled my hand from her.]
I want not to be led, said I; and since I can plead your invitation, I will go: And was posting to the stairs, accordingly, in my passion-But she got between me and the door, and shut it-
Let me first, bold one, apprise them of your visit: -For your own sake, let me-For my brother is with them. But yet opening it again, seeing me shrink back-Go if you will! -Why don't you go! -Why don't you go, Miss-following me to my closet, whither I retired, with my heart full, and pulled the sash-door after me; and could no longer hold in my tears.
Nor would I answer one word to her repeated aggravations, and demands upon me to open my door (for the key was on the inside) nor so much as turn my head towards her, as she looked thro' the glass at me. And at last, which vex'd her to the heart, I drew the silk curtain, that she should not see me, and down she went muttering all the way.
Is not this usage enough to provoke one to a rashness one had never thought of committing?
As it is but too probable, that I may be hurry'd away to my uncle's, without being able to give you previous notice of it; I beg, that as soon as you shall hear of such a violence, you will send to the usual place, to take back such of your letters, as may not have reached my hands, or to fetch any of mine, that may be there. May you, my dear, be always happy, prays your
Cl. Harlowe.
I have received your four letters. But am in such a ferment, that I cannot at present write to them.

### v2 LETTER IX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday Night, March 24.
I have a most provoking letter from my sister. -I might have supposed, she would resent the contempt she brought upon herself in my chamber. Her conduct, surely, can only be accounted for by the rage of a supposed rivalry.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
I am to tell you, That your mamma has begg'd you off for the morrow: -But that you have effectually done your business with her, as well as with every-body else.
In your proposals, and letter to your brother, you have shew'd yourself so silly, and so wise; so young, and so old; so gentle, and so obstinate; so meek, and so violent; that never was there so mix'd a character.
We all know of whom you have borrowed this new spirit. And yet the seeds of it must be in your heart, or it could not all at once shew itself so rampant. It would be doing Mr. Solmes a spight, to wish him such a shy, un-thy girl; another of your contradictory qualities-I leave you to make out what I mean by it.
Here, Miss, your mamma will not let you remain: She cannot have any peace of mind while such a rebel of a child is so near her: Your aunt Hervey will not take a charge all the family put together cannot manage: Your uncle Harlowe will not see you at his house till you are marry'd: So, thanks to your own stubbornness, you have nobody that will receive you but your uncle Antony: Thither you must go in a very few days, and when there, your brother will settle with you, in my presence, all that relates to your modest challenge: -For it is accepted, I will assure you. Dr. Lewin will possibly be there, since you make choice of him; Another gentleman likewise, were it but to convince you, that he is another sort of man than you have taken him to be: Your two uncles will possibly be there too, to see that the poor, weak, and defenceless sister has fair play. So, you see, Miss, what company your smart challenge will draw together.
Prepare for the day. You'll soon be called upon.
Adieu, mamma Norton's sweet child!
Arab. Harlowe.
I transcrib'd this letter, and sent it to my mamma, with these lines.
A very few words, my ever-honour'd Mamma!
If my sister wrote the inclosed by my father's direction, or yours, I must submit to the usage, with this only observation, That it is short of the personal treatment I have received from her. If it be of her own head: -Why then, Madam-But I knew, that when I was banish'd from your presence- Yet, till I know, if she has or has not authority for this usage, I will only write further, that I am
Your very unhappy Child,
Cl. Harlowe.
This answer I receiv'd in an open slip of paper, but it was wet in one place. I kiss'd the place; for I am sure it was blister'd, as I may say, with a mother's tear! -The dear Lady must (I hope she must) have wrote it reluctantly.
To apply for protection, where authority is defy'd, is bold! -Your sister, who would not in your circumstances have been guilty of your perverseness, may, allowably, be angry at you for it. -However, we have told her to moderate her zeal for our insulted authority. See, if you can deserve another behaviour, than That which cannot be so grievous to you, as the cause of it is, to
Your more unhappy Mother.
How often must I forbid you any address to me!
Give me, my dearest friend, your opinion, what I can, what I ought to do. Not what you would do (push'd as I am push'd) in resentment or passion-for in That spirit you tell me, you should have been with somebody before now. -And steps made in passion, hardly ever fail of leading to repentance: But acquaint me with what you think cool judgment, and after-reflection, whatever be the event, will justify.
I doubt not your sympathizing love: But yet you cannot possibly feel indignity and persecution so very sensibly as the immediate sufferer feels them: Are fitter therefore to advise me, than I am myself.
I will here rest my cause. Have I, or have I not, suffer'd or borne enough? And if they will still persevere; if that strange persister against an antipathy so strongly avow'd, will still persist, say, What can I do? -What course pursue? -Shall I fly to London, and endeavour to hide myself from Lovelace, as well as from all my own relations, till my cousin Morden arrives? Or shall I embark for Leghorn in my way to my cousin? Yet, my Sex, my Youth, consider'd, how full of danger is that! -And may not my cousin be set out for England, while I am getting thither? - What can I do? -Tell me, tell me, my dearest Miss Howe; for I dare not trust myself!-
Eleven o'Clock at Night.
I have been forced to try to compose my angry passions at my Harpsichord; having first shut close my doors and windows, that I might not be heard below. As I was closing the shutters of the windows, the distant whooting of the Bird of Minerva, as from the often-visited Woodhouse, gave the subject in that charming Ode to Wisdom, which does honour to our Sex, as it was written by one of it. I made an essay, a week ago, to set the three last stanza's of it, as not unsuitable to my unhappy situation; and after I had re-perused the Ode, those three were my lesson: And, I am sure, in the solemn address they contain to the All-wise, and All-powerful Deity, my heart went with my fingers.
I inclose the Ode, and my Effort with it. The subject is solemn: My circumstances are affecting; and I flatter myself, that I have not been quite unhappy in the performance. If it obtain your approbation, I shall be out of doubt: And, should be still more assured, could I hear it try'd by your voice, and by your finger.

### ODE to WISDOM

By a Lady
I.
The solitary Bird of Night
Thro' the thick Shades now wings his Flight,
And quits his Time-shook Tow'r;
Where, shelter'd from the Blaze of Day,
In Philosophic Gloom he lay,
Beneath his Ivy Bow'r.
II.
With Joy I hear the solemn Sound,
Which midnight Echoes waft around,
And sighing Gales repeat.
Fav'rite of Pallas! I attend,
And, faithful to thy Summons, bend
At Wisdom's awful Seat.
III.
She loves the cool, the silent Eve,
Where no false Shews of Life deceive,
Beneath the Lunar Ray.
Here Folly drops each vain Disguise,
Nor sport her gaily-colour'd Dyes,
As in the Beam of Day.
IV.
O Pallas! Queen of ev'ry Art,
That glads the Sense, and mends the Heart,
Blest Source of purer Joys!
In ev'ry Form of Beauty bright,
That captivates the mental Sight
With Pleasure and Surprize;
V.
To thy unspotted Shrine I bow:
Attend thy modest Suppliant's Vow,
That breathes no wild Desires;
But taught by thy unerring Rules,
To shun the fruitless Wish of Fools,
To nobler Views aspires.
VI.
Not Fortune's Gem, Ambition's Plume,
Nor Cytherea's fading Bloom,
Be Objects of my Pray'r:
Let Av'rice, Vanity, and Pride,
Those envy'd glitt'ring Toys divide,
The dull Rewards of Care.
VII.
To me thy better Gifts impart,
Each moral Beauty of the Heart,
By studious Thought refin'd;
For Wealth, the Smiles of glad Content,
For Pow'r, its amplest, best Extent,
An Empire o'er my Mind.
VIII.
When Fortune drops her gay Parade,
When Pleasure's transient Roses fade,
And wither in the Tomb,
Unchang'd is thy immortal Prize;
Thy ever-verdant Laurels rise
In undecaying Bloom.
IX.
By Thee protected, I defy
The Coxcomb's Sneer, the stupid Lye
Of Ignorance and Spite:
Alike contemn the leaden Fool,
And all the pointed Ridicule
Of undiscerning Wit.
X.
From Envy, Hurry, Noise, and Strife,
The dull Impertinence of Life,
In thy Retreat I rest:
Pursue thee to the peaceful Groves,
Where Plato's sacred Spirit roves,
In all thy Beauties drest.
XI.
He bad Ilyssus' tuneful Stream
Convey thy Philosophic Theme
Of Perfect, Fair, and Good:
Attentive Athens caught the Sound,
And all her list'ning Sons around
In awful Silence stood:
XII.
Reclaim'd her wild, licentious Youth,
Confess'd the potent Voice of Truth,
And felt its just Controul.
The Passions ceas'd their loud Alarms,
And Virtue's soft persuasive Charms
O'er all their Senses stole.
XIII.
Thy Breath inspires the Poet's Song,
The Patriot's free, unbiass'd Tongue,
The Hero's gen'rous Strife;
Thine are Retirement's silent Joys,
And all the sweet engaging Ties
Of still, domestic Life.
XIV.
No more to fabled Names confin'd,
To the Supreme all-perfect Mind,
My Thoughts direct their Flight.
Wisdom's thy Gift & all her force
From thee deriv'd Eternal Source
Of Intellectual Light.
XV.
O send her sure, her steady Ray,
To regulate my doubtful Way,
Thro' Life's perplexing Road:
The Mists of Error to controul,
And thro' its Gloom direct my Soul
To Happiness and Good.
XVI.
Beneath Her clear discerning Eye
The visionary Shadows fly
Of Folly's painted Show.
She sees thro' ev'ry fair Disguise,
That All but Virtue's solid Joys,
Are Vanity and Woe.

### v2 LETTER X.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday Midnight.
I have now a calmer moment. Envy, Ambition, high and selfish Resentment, and all the violent Passions, are now, most probably, asleep all around me; and shall not my own angry ones give way to the silent hour, and subside likewise? -They have given way to it; and I have made use of the gentler space to re-peruse your last letters. I will touch upon some passages in them: And that I may the less endanger the but just-recovered calm, I will begin with what you write about Mr. Hickman.
Give me leave to say, That I am sorry you cannot yet persuade yourself to think better, that is to say, more justly, of that gentleman, than your whimsical picture of him shews you do; or, at least, than the humorousness of your natural vein would make one think you do.
I do not imagine, that you yourself will say, he sat for the picture you have drawn. And yet, upon the whole, it is not greatly to his disadvantage. Were I at ease in my mind, I would venture to draw a much more amiable and just likeness.
If Mr. Hickman has not that assurance which some men have, he has that humanity and gentleness, which many want: And which, with the infinite value he has for you, will make him one of the properest husbands in the world for a person of your vivacity and spirit.
Altho' you say I would not like him myself, I do assure you, if Mr. Solmes were such a man as Mr. Hickman, in person, mind, and behaviour, my friends and I had never disagreed about him, if they would not have permitted me to live single; Mr. Lovelace (having such a character as he has) would have stood no chance with me. This I can the more boldly aver, because, I plainly perceive, that of the two passions, Love and Fear, This man will be able to inspire one with a much greater proportion of the latter, than I imagine is compatible with the former, to make a happy marriage.
I am glad you own, that you like no one better than Mr. Hickman. In a little while, I make no doubt, you will be able, if you challenge your heart upon it, to acknowlege, that you like not any man so well: Especially, when you come to consider, that the very faults you find in Mr. Hickman, admirably fit him to make you happy: That is to say, If it be necessary to your happiness, that you should have your own will in every thing.
But let me add one thing: And that is this: -You have such a sprightly turn, that, with your admirable talents, you would make any man in the world, who loved you, look like a fool, except he were such a one as Lovelace.
Forgive me, my dear, for my frankness: And forgive me also, for so soon returning to subjects so immediately relative to myself, as those I now must touch upon.
You again insist, strengthen'd by Mr. Lovelace's opinion, upon my assuming my own estate: And I have given you room to expect, that I will consider this subject more closely than I had done before. -I must however own, that the reasons that I had to offer against your advice, were so obvious, that I thought you would have seen them yourself, and been determin'd by them, against your own hastier counsel. -But since this has not been so; and that both you and Mr. Lovelace call upon me to assume my own estate, I will enter briefly into the subject.
In the first place, let me ask you, my dear, supposing I were inclined to follow your advice, Whom have I to support me in my demand? -My uncle Harlowe is one of my trustees. He is against me. My cousin Morden is the other. He is in Italy, and may be set against me too. My brother has declar'd, that they are resolved to carry their point before he arrives: So that, as they drive on, all will probably be decided before I could have an answer from him, were I to write: And, confined as I am, if the answer were to come in time, and they did not like it, they would keep it from me.
In the next place, parents have great advantages in every eye over the child, if she dispute their pleasure in the disposing of her: And so they ought: Since out of twenty instances, perhaps two could not be produced, where they were not in the right, the child in the wrong.
You would not, I am sure, have me accept of Mr. Lovelace's offer'd assistance in such a claim. If I would embrace any other person's, who else would care to appear for a child against parents, ever, till of late, so affectionate? But were such a protector to be found, what a length of time would it take up in a course of litigation? -The Will and the Deeds have flaws in them, they say: My brother sometimes talks of going to reside at The Grove: I suppose with a design to make ejectments necessary, were I to offer at assuming; or should I marry Lovelace, in order to give him all the opposition and difficulty the Law would help him to give.
These cases I have put to myself, for argument-sake: But they are all out of the question, altho' anybody were to be found who would espouse my cause: For, I do assure you, I would sooner beg my bread, than litigate for my right with my papa: Since I am convinc'd, that whether or not the parent do his duty by the child, the child cannot be exempted from doing hers to him. And to go to law with my Father, what a sound has That? You will see, that I have mention'd my wish (as an alternative, and as a favour) to be permitted, if I must be put out of his house, to go thither: But not one step further can I go. And you see how This is resented.
Upon the whole then, what have I to hope for, but a change in my father's resolution? And is there any probability of that; such an ascendency as my brother and sister have obtained over every-body; and such an interest to pursue the enmity they have now openly avow'd against me?
As to Mr. Lovelace's approbation of your assumption-scheme, I wonder not at it. He, very probably, penetrates the difficulties I should have to bring it to effect, without his assistance. Were I to find myself as free as I would wish myself to be, perhaps that man would stand a worse chance with me, than his vanity may permit him to imagine; notwithstanding the pleasure you take in raillying me on his account. How know you, but all that appears to be specious and reasonable in his offers-Such as, standing his chance for my favour, after I became independent, as I may call it (by which, I mean no more, than having the liberty to refuse a man in that Solmes, whom it hurts me but to think of as a husband); and such as his not visiting me but by my leave; and till Mr. Morden came; and till I were satisfy'd of his reformation;-How know you, I say, that he gives not himself these airs purely to stand better in your graces as well as mine, by offering, of his own accord, conditions which he must needs think would be insisted on, were the case to happen?
Then am I utterly displeased with him. To threaten as he threatens-Yet to pretend, that it is not to intimidate me; and to beg of you not to tell me, when he must know you would, and no doubt must intend that you should, is so meanly artful! -The man must think he has a frighted fool to deal with. -I, to join hands with such a man of violence! My own brother the man he threatens! -And Mr. Solmes! - What has Mr. Solmes done to him? -Is he to be blamed, if he thinks a person would make a wife worth having, to endeavour to obtain her? -Oh! that my friends would but leave me to my own way in this one point! -For have I given the man encouragement sufficient to ground these threats upon? Were Mr. Solmes a man to whom I could be but indifferent, it might be found, that to have the merit of a sufferer given him, from such a flaming spirit, would very little answer the views of that flaming spirit. -It is my fortune to be treated as a fool by my brother: But Mr. Lovelace shall find-Yet I will let him know my mind; and then it will come with a better grace to your knowlege.
Mean time, give me leave to tell you, that it goes against me, in my cooler moments, wicked as my brother is to me, to have you, my dear, who are myself, as it were, write such very severe reflections upon him, in relation to the advantage Lovelace had over him. He is not indeed your brother: But you write to his sister, remember! -Upon my word, Miss, you dip your pen in gall, whenever you are offended: And I am almost ready to question, when I read some of your expressions, against others of my relations as well as him (altho' in my favour), whether you are so thoroughly warranted, by your own patience, as you think yourself, to call other people to account for their warmth. Should we not be particularly careful to keep clear of the faults we censure? -And yet I am so angry at both my brother and sister, that I should not have taken this liberty with my dear friend, notwithstanding I know you never loved them, had you not made so light of so shocking a transaction, where a brother's life was at stake: Where his credit in the eye of the mischievous sex, has received a still deeper wound, than he personally sustained; and when a revival of the same wicked resentments (which may end more fatally) is threaten'd.
His credit, I say, in the eye of the mischievous Sex: Who is not warranted to call it so; when it is reckon'd among the men, such an extraordinary piece of self-conquest, as the two libertines his companions gloried, to resolve never to give a challenge; and among whom duelling is so fashionable a part of brutal bravery, that the man of temper, who is, mostly, I believe, the truly brave man, is often at a great loss how to behave in some cases, to avoid incurring either a mortal guilt, or a general contempt.
To inlarge a little upon this subject, may we not infer, That those who would be guilty of throwing these contempts upon a man of temper, for avoiding a greater evil, know not the measure of true magnanimity: Nor how much nobler it is to forgive, and even how much more manly to despise, than to resent. Were I a man, methinks, I should have too much scorn for a person, who could wilfully do me a mean injury, to put a value upon his life, equal to what I put upon my own. What an absurdity, Because a man had done me a small injury, that I should put it in his power (at least, to an equal risque) to do me, and those who love me, an irreparable one? -Were it not a wilful injury, nor avow'd to be so, there could not be room for resentment.
How willingly would I run away from myself, and what most concerns myself, if I could! This disgression brings me back again to the occasion of it. -And That to the impatience I was in, when I ended my last letter; for my situation is not alter'd. I renew therefore my former earnestness, as the new day approachers, and will bring with it perhaps new tryals, that you will (as undivestedly as possible of favour or resentment) tell me what you would have me do: - For if I am obliged to go to my uncle Antony's, All, I doubt, will be over with me. Yet how to avoid it-That's the difficulty!
I shall deposite this the first thing: When you have it, lose no time, I pray you, to advise (lest it be too late)
Your ever-obliged,
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XI.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sat. March 25.
What can I advise you, my noble creature? Your merit is your crime. You can no more change your nature, than your persecutors can theirs. Your distress is owing to the vast disparity between you and them. What would you have of them? Do they not act in character? -And to whom? To an Alien. You are not one of them. -They have two dependencies-Upon their own impenetrableness, one (I'd give it a properer name, if I dared); the other, on the regard you have always had for your character (Have they not heretofore own'd as much?) and upon your apprehensions from that of Lovelace, which would discredit you, should you take any step by his means to extricate yourself. Then they know, that resentment and unpersuadableness are not natural to you; and that the anger they have wrought you up to, will subside, as all extraordinaries soon do; and that one marry'd, you'll make the best of it.
But surely your father's eldest son and eldest daughter have a view to intail unhappiness for life upon you, were you to have the man who is already more nearly related to them, than ever he can be to you, should the shocking compulsion take place; by communicating to so narrow a soul all they know of your just aversion to him.
As to that wretch's perseverance, those only, who know not the man, will wonder at it. He has not the least delicacy. When-ever he shall marry, his view will not be for mind. How should it? He has not a mind: And does not Like seek its Like? -And if it finds something beyond itself, how shall that be valued, which cannot be comprehended? Were you to be his, and shew a visible want of tenderness to him; it is my opinion, he would not be much concerned at it; since that would leave him the more at liberty to pursue those sordid attachments which are predominant in him. I have heard you well observe, from your Mrs. Norton, That a person who has any over-ruling passion, will compound by giving up twenty secondary or under -satisfactions, tho' more laudable ones, in order to have that gratify'd.
I'll give you the substance of a conversation (no fear you can be made to like him worse than you do already) that passed between Sir Harry Downeton and this Solmes, but three days ago, as Sir Harry told it but yesterday to my mamma and me. It will confirm to you that what your sister's insolent Betty reported he should say, of governing by fear, was not of her own head.
Sir Harry told him, he wonder'd he should hope to carry you so much against your inclination, as every-body knew it would be, if he did.
He matter'd not That, he said: Coy maids made fond wives (A sorry fellow!) It would not at all grieve him to see a pretty woman make wry faces, if she gave him cause to vex her. And your estate, by the convenience of its situation, would richly pay him, for all he could bear with your shyness.
He should be sure, after a while, of your complaisance, at least, it not of your love: And in That should be happier than nine parts in ten of his marry'd acquaintance.
What a wretch is this!
For the rest, your known virtue would be as great a security to him as he could wish for.
She will look upon you, said Sir Harry (who is a reader), if she be forced to marry you, as Elizabeth of France did upon Philip II. of Spain, when he received her on his frontiers, as her husband, who was to have been but her father-in-law: That is, with fear and terror, rather than with complaisance and love: And you will, perhaps, be as surly to her, as That old Monarch was to his bride.
Terror and Fear, the wretch, the horrid wretch, said, looked pretty in a bride, as well as in a wife: And, laughing (yes, my dear, the hideous fellow laughed immoderately, as Sir Harry told us, when he said it), It should be his care, to perpetuate the occasion for that fear, if he could not think he had the love. And, for his part, he was of opinion, that if Love and Fear must be separated in matrimony, the man who made himself feared, fared best!
If my eyes would carry with them the execution which the eyes of the Basilisk are said to do, I would make it my first business to see this creature.
My mamma, however, says, it would be a prodigious merit in you, if you could get over your aversion to him. Where, asks she, as you have been ask'd before, is the praise-worthiness of obedience, if it be only paid in instances where we give up nothing?
What a fatality, that you have no better an option! -Either a Scylla or a Charybdis!
Were it not You, I should know how (barbarously used, as you are used) to advise you in a moment. But such a noble character to suffer from a (supposed) rashness and indiscretion of such a nature, would be a wound to the Sex, as I have heretofore observed.
While I was in hope, that the asserting of your own independence would have helped you, I was pleased, that you had one resource, as I thought: But now that you have so well proved, that such a step would not avail you, I am entirely at a loss what to say. I will lay down my pen, and think.
I have considered, and considered again; but, I protest, I know no more what to say, than before. Only this: That I am young, like yourself; and have a much weaker judgment, and stronger passions, than you have.
I have heretofore said, that you have offer'd as much as you ought to offer in living single. If you were never to marry, the estate they are so loth should go out of their name, would, in time, I suppose, revert to your brother: And he or his would have it, perhaps, much more certainly this way, than by the precarious reversions Solmes makes them hope for. Have you put this into their odd heads, my dear? -The tyrant word Authority, as they use it, can be the only objection against this offer.
One thing you must consider, that, if you leave your parents, your duty and love to them will not suffer you to appeal against them, to justify yourself for so doing; and so you'll have the world against you. And should Lovelace continue his wild life, and behave ungratefully to you, how will That justify their conduct to you (which nothing else can), as well as their resentments against him?
May heaven direct you for the best! I can only say, that, for my own part, I would do any-thing, go any-whither, rather than be compelled to marry the man I hate; and, were he such a man as Solmes, must always hate. Nor could I have borne, what you have borne, if from father and uncles, not from brother and sister.
My mamma will have it, that after they have try'd their utmost efforts to bring you into their measures, and find them ineffectual, they will recede. But cannot say I am of her mind. She does not own, she has any other authority for this, but her own conjecture. I should otherwise have hoped, that your uncle Antony and she had been in one secret, and that favourable to you: -Woe be to one of them at least (your uncle I mean), if they should be in any other!-
You must, if possible, avoid being carried to that uncle's. The man, the parson, the chapel, your brother and sister present! -they'll certainly there marry you to Solmes. Nor will your newly-raised spirit support you in your resistance on such an occasion. Your meekness will return; and you will have nothing for it but tears (tears despised by them all), and ineffectual appeals and lamentations: -And these, when the ceremony is profaned, as I may say, you must suddenly put a stop to, and dry up: And endeavour to dispose yourself to such an humble frame of mind, as may induce your new-made Lord to forgive all your past declarations of aversion.
In short, my dear, you must then blandish him over with a confession, that all your past behaviour was maidenly reserve only: And it will be your part to convince him of the truth of his impudent sarcasm, That the coyest maids make the fondest wives. Thus will you begin the state with a high sense of obligation to his forgiving goodness! And if you will not be kept to it by that fear he proposes to govern by, I am much mistaken.
Yet, after all, I must leave the point undetermin'd, and only to be determin'd, as you find they recede from their avowed purpose, or resolve to remove you to your uncle Antony's. But I must repeat my wishes, that something may fall out, that neither of these men may call you his! And may you live single, my dearest friend, till some man shall offer, that may be as worthy of you, as man can be.
But yet, methinks, I would not, that you, who are so admirably qualify'd to adorn the matrimonial state, should be always single. You know I am incapable of flattery; and that I always speak and write the sincere dictates of my heart. Nor can you, from what you must know of your own merit (taken in a comparative light with others), doubt my sincerity. For why should a person who delights to find out and admire every thing that is praise-worthy in another, be supposed ignorant of like perfections in herself, when she could not so much admire them in another, if she had them not herself? And why may not one give her those praises, which she would give to any other, who had but half of her own excellencies? -Especially when she is incapable of pride and vainglory; and neither despises others for the want of her fine qualities, nor over-values herself upon them? -Over-values, did I say! -How can that be?-
Forgive me, my beloved friend. My admiration of you (increased, as it is, by every letter you write) will not always be held down in silence; altho' in order to avoid offending you, I generally endeavour to keep it from flowing to my pen, when I write to you, or to my lips, whenever I have the happiness to be in your company.
I will add nothing, tho' I could an hundred things, on occasion of your latest communications, but that I am,
Your ever-affectionate and faithful,
Anna Howe.
I hope I have pleased you with my dispatch. I wish I had been able to please you with my requested advice.
You have given new beauties to the charming Ode which you have transmitted to me. What pity that the wretches you have to deal with, put you out of your admirable course; in the pursuit of which, like the sun, you was wont to chear and illuminate all you shone upon.

### v2 LETTER XII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday Morning, Mar. 26.
How soothing a thing is praise from those we love! -Whether conscious or not, of deserving it, it cannot but give us great delight, to see one's self stand high in the opinion of those whose favour we are ambitious to cultivate. An ingenuous mind will make this farther use of it, that if it be sensible, that it does not already deserve the charming attributes, it will hasten, before its friend finds herself mistaken, to obtain the graces it is complimented for: And this it will do, as well in honour to itself, as to preserve its friend's opinion, and justify her judgment! - May This be always my aim! -And then you will not only give the praise, but the merit; and I shall be more worthy of that friendship, which is the only pleasure I have to boast of.
Most heartily I thank you for the kind dispatch of your last favour. How much am I indebted to you! and even to your honest servant! -Under what obligations does my unhappy situation lay me!
But let me answer the kind contents of it, as well as I may.
As to getting over my disgusts to Mr. Solmes, it is impossible to be done; while he wants Generosity, Frankness of Heart, Benevolence, Manners, and every qualification that distinguishes a worthy man. O my dear! what a degree of patience, what a greatness of soul, is required in the wife, not to despise a husband who is more ignorant, more illiterate, more low-minded, than herself? -The wretch, vested with prerogatives, who will claim rule in virtue of them (and not to permit whose claim, will be as disgraceful to the prescribing wife, as to the govern'd husband); How shall such a husband as This be borne, were he, for reasons of convenience and interest, even to be one's Choice? But, to be compelled to have such a one, and that compulsion to arise from motives as unworthy of the prescribers as of the prescribed, who can think of getting over an aversion so justly founded? How much easier to bear the temporary persecutions I labour under, because temporary, than to resolve to be such a man's for life? Were I to comply, must I not leave my relations, and go to him? One month will decide the one perhaps: But what a duration of woe will the other be! -Every day, it is likely, rising to witness to some new breach of an Altar-vow'd duty!
Then, my dear, the man seems already to be meditating vengeance upon me for an aversion I cannot help: For yesterday, my saucy gaoleress assured me, That all my oppositions would not signify that pinch of snuff, holding out her genteel finger and thumb: That I must have Mr. Solmes: That therefore, I had not best carry my jest too far; for that Mr. Solmes was a man of spirit, and had told Her, that as I should surely be his, I acted very unpoliticly; since, if he had not more mercy (that was her word; I know not if it were his) than I had, I might have cause to repent the usage I gave him, to the last day of my life.
But enough of this man; who, by what you repeat from Sir Harry Downeton, has all the insolence of his Sex, without any one quality to make that insolence tolerable.
I have received two letters from Mr. Lovelace, since his visit to you; which made three that I had not answer'd. I doubted not his being very uneasy; but in his last he complains in high terms of my silence; not in the still small voice, or rather style, of an humble Lover, but in a style like that, which would probably be used by a slighted Protector. And his pride is again touched, that like a thief or eves-dropper, he is forced to dodge about in hopes of a letter, and return five miles, and then to an inconvenient lodging, without any.
His letters, and the copy of mine to him, shall soon attend you: Till when, I will give you the substance of what I wrote to him yesterday.
I take him severely to task, for his freedom in threatening me, thro' you, with a visit to Mr. Solmes, or to my brother. I say, 'That, surely, I must be thought to be a creature sit to bear any-thing: That violence and menaces from some of my own family are not enough for me to bear, in order to make me avoid him; but that I must have them from him too, upon a supposition that I will oblige those, whom it is both my inclination and duty to oblige in every-thing that is reasonable, and in my power.
'Very extraordinary, I tell him, that a violent spirit shall threaten to do a rash and unjustifiable thing, which concerns me but little, and himself a great deal, if I do not something as rash, my character and sex consider'd, to divert him from it.
'I even hint, that, however it may affect me, if any mischief shall be done on my account, yet there are persons, as far as I know, who, in my case, would not think there would be reason for much regret, were such a committed rashness as he threatens Mr. Solmes with, to rid her of two persons, whom had she never known, she had never been unhappy.'
This is plain-dealing, my dear! And I suppose he will put it into still plainer English for me.
I take his pride to task, on his disdaining to watch for my letters; and for his eves-dropping language: And say, 'That, surely, he has the less reason to think to hardly of his situation, since his faulty morals are the original cause of all; and since faulty morals deservedly level all distinction, and bring down rank and birth to the Canaille; and to the necessity, of which he complains, of appearing, if I must descend to his language, as an eves-dropper and a thief. And then I forbid him ever to expect another letter from me, that is to subject him to such disgraceful hardships.
'That as to the solemn vows and protestations, he is so ready, upon all occasions, to make, they have the less weight with me, as they give a kind of demonstration, that he himself thinks, from his own character, there is reason to make them. Deeds are to me the only evidences of intentions. And I am more and more convinced of the necessity of breaking-off a correspondence with a person, whose addresses I see it is impossible either to expect my friends to encourage, or him to deserve that they should.
'What therefore I repeatedly desire is, That since his birth, alliances, and expectations, are such, as will at any-time, if his immoral character be not an objection, procure him, at least, equal advantages, in a woman whose taste and inclinations, moreover, might be better adapted to his own; I insist upon it, as well as advise it, that he give up all thoughts of me: And the rather, as he has all along, by his threatening and unpolite behaviour to my friends, and whenever he speaks of them, given me reason to conclude, that there is more malice to them, than regard to me, in his perseverance.'
This is the substance of the letter I have written to him.
The man, to be sure, must have the penetration to observe, that my correspondence with him hitherto is owing more to the severity I meet with, than to a very high value for him. And so I would have him think. What a worse than Moloch-deity is That, which expects an offering of reason, duty, and discretion, to be made to its shrine!
Your mamma is of opinion, that at last my friends will relent. Heaven grant that they may! -But my brother and sister have such an influence over everybody, and are so determin'd; so pique themselves upon subduing me, and carrying their point; that I despair that they will: -And yet, if they do not, I frankly own, I would not scruple to throw myself upon any not disreputable protection, by which I might avoid my present persecutions, on one hand, and not give Lovelace advantage over me, on the other. -That is to say, were there manifestly no other way left me: For, if there were, I should think the leaving my father's house, without his consent, one of the most inexcusable actions I could be guilty of, were the protection to be ever so unexceptionable; and This notwithstanding the independent fortune willed me by my grandfather. And indeed I have often reflected with a degree of indignation and disdain, upon the thought of what a low, selfish creature that child must be, who is to be rein'd-in only by what a parent can or will do for her.
But notwithstanding all this, I owe it to the sincerity of friendship to confess, that I know not what I should have done, had your advice been conclusive any way. Had you, my dear, been witness to my different emotions, as I read your letter, when, in one place, you advise me of my danger, if I am carry'd to my uncle's; in another, when you own you could not bear what I bear, and would do any thing rather than marry the man you hate: yet, in another, represent to me my reputation suffering in the world's eye; and the necessity I should be under to justify my conduct, at the expense of my friends, were I to take a rash step: in another, insinuate the dishonest figure I should be forced to make, in so compell'd a matrimony; endeavouring to cajole, fawn upon, and play the hypocrite with a man I have an aversion to; who would have reason to believe me an hypocrite, as well from my former avowals, as from the sense he must have, (if common sense he has) of his own demerits: -The necessity you think there would be for me, the more averse I really was, to seem to fonder of him: A fondness, were I capable of so much dissimulation, that would be imputable to the most disgraceful motives; as it would be too visible, that love, either of person or mind, could be neither of them: -Then his undoubted, his ever constitutional narrowness: His too probable jealousy and unforgivingness, bearing in mind my declared aversion, and the unfeigned despights I took all opportunities to do him, in order to discourage his address: A preference avow'd against him from the same motive: with the pride he professes to take in curbing, and sinking the spirits of a woman he had acquired a right to tyrannize over: -Had you, I say, been witness of my different emotions as I read; now leaning This way; now That; now perplexed; now apprehensive; now angry at one, then at another; now resolving; now doubting;-you would have seen the power you have over me; and would have had reason to believe, that, had you given your advice in any determin'd or positive manner, I had been ready to have been concluded by it. So, my dear, you will find, from these acknowlegements, that you must justify me to those Laws of Friendship, which require undisguised frankness of heart; altho' your justification of me in that particular, will perhaps be at the expence of my prudence.
But, upon the whole, This I do repeat-That nothing but the last extremity shall make me abandon my father's house, if they will permit me to stay; and if I can, by any means, by any honest pretences, but keep off my evil destiny in it, till my cousin Morden arrives. As one of my trustees, his is a protection that I may, without discredit, throw myself into, if my other friends should remain determin'd. And This (altho' they seem too well aware of it) is all my hope: For, as to Lovelace, were one to be sure of his tenderness to one's-self, and even of his reformation, must not the thoughts of embracing the offer'd protection of his family, be the same in the world's eye, as accepting of his own? -Could I avoid receiving his visits at his own relations? Must I not be his, whatever, on seeing him in a nearer light, I should find him out to be. For you know, it has always been my observation, that both sexes too generally cheat each other, by the more distant. Oh! my dear! how wise have I endeavour'd to be! how anxious to choose, and to avoid every-thing, precautiously, as I may say, that might make me happy, or unhappy; yet all my wisdom now, by a strange fatality, likely to become foolishness.
Then you tell me, in your usual, kindly-partial manner, what is expected of me, more than would be of some others. This should be a lesson to me. Whatever my motives, the world would not know them: To complain of a brother's unkindness, that one might do: It is too common a case, where interests clash: But where the unkind father cannot be separated from the faulty brother; who could bear to lighten herself, by loading a father? -Then, in this particular case, must not the hatred Mr. Lovelace expresses to every-one of my family, altho' in return for their hatred of him, shock one extremely? Must it not shew, that there is something implacable, as well as highly unpolite, in his temper? -And what creature can think of marrying so as to live at continual enmity with all her own relations?
But here, having tir'd myself, and I dare say you, I will lay down my pen.
Mr. Solmes is almost continually here: So is my aunt Hervey: So are my two uncles. Something is working against me, I doubt. What an uneasy state is suspense! -When a naked sword, too, seems hanging over one's head!
I hear nothing but what this confident creature, Betty, throws out in the wantonness of office. Now it is, Why, Miss, don't you look up your things? You'll be call'd upon, depend upon it, before you are aware! -Another time she intimates darkly, and in broken sentences, as if on purpose to teaze me, what one says, what another; with their inquiries, how I dispose of my time? And my brother's insolent question comes frequently in, Whether I am not writing a history of my sufferings?
But I am now used to her pertness: And as it is only thro' that, that I can hear of any thing intended against me, before it is to be put in execution; and as she pleads a commission, when she is most impertinent; I bear with her: Yet, now-and-then, not without a little of the heart-burn.
I will deposite thus far. Adieu, my dear.
Cl. Harlowe.
Written on the Cover, after she went down, with a pencil:
On coming down, I found your second letter of yesterday's date. I have read it; and am in hopes, that the within will, in a great measure, answer your mamma's expectations of me.
My most respectful acknowlegements to her for it, and for her very kind admonitions.
You'll read to her what you please of the inclosed.

### v2 LETTER XIII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sat. Mar. 25.
I follow my last of this date, by command. I mentioned in my former, my mamma's opinion of the merit you would have, if you could oblige your friends, against your own inclination. Our conference upon this subject was introduced by the conversation we had had with Sir Harry Downeton; and my mamma thinks it of so much importance, that she injoins me to give you the particulars of it. I the rather comply, as I was unable in my last to tell what to advise you to; and as you will in this recital have my mamma's opinion, at least; and, perhaps, in hers, what the world's would be, were it to know only what she knows; and not so much as I know.
My mamma argues upon this case in a most discouraging manner, for all such of our sex as look forward for happiness in marriage with the man of their choice.
Only, that I know, she has a side-view to her daughter; who, at the same time that she now prefers no one to another, values not the man her mamma most regards, of one farthing; or I should lay it more to heart.
What is there in it, says she, that all this bustle is about? Is it such a mighty matter for a young Lady to give up her own inclinations to oblige her friends?
Very well, my mamma, thought I! Now, may you ask this-At Forty, you may-But what would you have said at Eighteen, is the question!
Either, said she, the Lady must be thought to have very violent inclinations (and what nice young creature would have That supposed?) which she could not give up; or a very stubborn will, which she would not; or, thirdly, have parents she was indifferent about obliging.
You know my mamma now and then argues very notably: always very warmly at least. I happen often to differ from her; and we both think so well of our own arguments, that we very seldom are so happy as to convince one another. A pretty common case, I believe, in all vehement debatings. She says, I am too witty; Anglice, too pert: I, That she is too wise; that is to say, being likewise put into English, Not so young as she has been: In short, is grown so much into mother, that she has forgotten she ever was a daughter. So, generally, we call another cause by consent-Yet fall into the old one half a dozen times over, without consent: -Quitting and Resumeing, with half-angry faces, forced into a smile, that there might be some room to piece together again: But go to bed, if bed-time, a little sullen, nevertheless; or, if we speak, her silence is broke, with an Ah! Nancy! You are so lively! so quick! I wish you were less like your papa, child!-
I pay it off with thinking, that my mamma has no reason to disclaim her share in her Nancy: And if the matter go off with greater severity on her side than I wish for, then her favourite Hickman fares the worse for it, next day.
I know I am a saucy creature: I know, if I do not say so, you will think so; so no more of This, just now. What I mention it for, is to tell you, that on this serious occasion, I will omit, if I can, all that passed between us, that had an air of flippancy on my part, or quickness on my mamma's, to let you into the cool and the cogent, of the conversation.
'Look thro' the families, said she, which we both know, where the Gentleman and Lady have been said to marry for Love; which, at the time it is so called, is perhaps no more than a passion begun in folly, or thoughtlesness, and carried on from a spirit of perversness and opposition [Here we had a parenthetical debate, which I omit;] and see, if they appear to be happier than those whose principal inducement to marry, has been convenience, or to oblige their friends; or even whether they are generally so happy: For convenience and duty, where observed, will afford a permanent and even an increasing satisfaction, as well at the time, as upon the reflection, which seldom fail to reward themselves: While Love, if Love be the motive, is an idle passion' -[Idle in one Sense my mamma cannot say; for Love is as busy as a monkey, and as mischievous as a school-boy-] 'It is a fervor, that, like all other fervors, lasts but a little while; a bow over-strained, that soon returns to its natural bent.
'As it is founded generally upon mere notional excellencies, which were unknown to the persons themselves, till attributed to either by the other; one, two, or three months, usually sets all right on both sides; and then with open'd eyes they think of each other-just as every-body else thought of them before.'
'The lovers imaginaries [Her own word! Notable enough! i'n't it?] are by that time gone off; Nature, and Old habits, painfully dispensed with or concealed, return: Disguises thrown aside, all the moles, freckles, and defects in the minds of each, discover themselves; and 'tis well if each do not sink in the opinion of the other, as much below the common standard, as the blinded imagination of both had set them above it. And now, said she, the fond pair, who knew no felicity out of each other's company, are so far from finding the never-ending variety each had proposed in an unrestrained conversation with the other (when they seldom were together; and always parted with something to say; or, on recollection, when parted, wishing they had said); that they are continually on the wing in pursuit of amusements out of themselves; and those, concluded my sage mamma [Did you think her wisdom so very moderne?], will perhaps be the livelier to each, in which the other has no share.'
I told my mamma, that if you were to take any rash step, it would be owing to the indiscreet violence of your friends: I was afraid, I said, that these reflections upon the conduct of people in the married state, who might set out with better hopes, were but too well-grounded: But that this must be allowed me, that if children weighed not these matters so thoroughly as they ought, neither did parents make those allowances for youth, inclination, and inexperience, which were necessary to be made for themselves at their childrens time of life.
I remember'd a letter, I told her hereupon, which you wrote a few months ago, personating an anonymous elderly Lady (in Mr. Wyerley's day of plaguing you) to Miss Drayton's mamma, who, by her severity and restraints, had like to have driven the young Lady into the very fault, against which her mother was most sollicitous to guard her. And, I dared to say, she would be pleased with it.
I fetched the copy of it, which you had favoured me with at the time; I would have read only that part of it, which was most to my purpose: But she would hear it all.
My mamma was pleased with the whole letter; and said; It deserved to have the effect it had. But asked me, what excuse could be offer'd for a young Lady capable of making such reflections; and who, at her time of life, could so well assume the character of one of riper years; if she should rush into any fatal mistake herself?
She then touched upon the moral character of Mr. Lovelace; and how reasonable the aversion of your relations is, to a man, who gives himself the liberties he is said to take; and who, indeed, himself, denies not the accusation; having been heard to declare, that he will do all the mischief he can to the Sex, in revenge for the ill usage and broken vows of his first love, at a time when he was too young (his own expression, it seems) to be insincere.
I reply'd, That I had heard every one say, that that Lady really used him ill; that it affected him so much at the time, that he was forced to travel upon it; and, to drive her out of his heart, ran into courses, which he had ingenuity enough himself to condemn: That, however, he had denied the menaces against the Sex, which were attributed to him, when charged with them by me in your presence; and declared himself incapable of so unjust and ungenerous a resentment against all, for the perfidy of one.
You remember this, my dear; as I do your innocent observation upon it, That you could believe his solemn affeveration and denial: 'For, surely, said you, the man who would resent, as the highest indignity, that could be offer'd to a gentleman, the imputation, of a wilful falshood, would not be guilty of one.'
I insisted upon the extraordinary circumstances in your case, particularizing them: Observing, that Mr. Lovelace's morals were, at one time, no objection with your relations for Miss Arabella: That then much was built upon his family, and more upon his parts and learning, which made it out of doubt, that he might be reclaim'd by a woman of virtue and prudence: And [Pray forgive me for mentioning it] I ventured to add, that altho' your family might be good sort of folks, as the world went, yet no-body imputed to any of them, but yourself, a very punctilious concern for religion or piety-Therefore were they the less intitled to object to the defects of that kind in others. Then, what an odious man, said I, have they picked out, to supplant, in a Lady's affections, one of the finest appearances of a man in England, and one noted for his brilliant parts, and other accomplishments (whatever his morals might be); as if they were determined upon an act of power and authority, without rhyme or reason!
Still my mamma insisted, that there was the greater merit in your obedience on that account, and urged, that there hardly ever was a very handsome and a sprightly man who made a good husband: For that they were generally such Narcissus's, as to imagine every woman ought to think as highly of them, as they did of themselves.
There was no danger from that consideration here, I said, because the Lady had still greater advantages, both of person and mind, than the Man; graceful and elegant, as he must be allowed to be, beyond any of his sex.
She cannot endure to hear me praise any man but her favourite Hickman: Upon whom, nevertheless, she generally brings a degree of contempt, which he would escape, did she not lessen the little merit he has, by giving him on all occasions, more than I think he can deserve, and entering him into comparisons, in which it is impossible but he must be a sufferer. And now, preposterous partiality! She thought, for her part, that Mr. Hickman, 'bating, that his face indeed was not so smooth, nor his complexion quite so good, and saving that he was not so presuming and so bold (which ought to be no fault with a modest woman!), equalled Mr. Lovelace at any hour of the day.
To avoid entering further into such an incomparable comparison, I said I did not believe, had they left you to your own way, and treated you generously, that you would have had the thought of encouraging any man, whom they disliked.
Then, Nancy, catching me up, the excuse is less -For, if so, must there not be more of contradiction, than love, in the case?
Not so, neither, Madam: For I know Miss Clarissa Harlowe would prefer Mr. Lovelace to all men, if morals-
If, Nancy! -That If is every-thing! -Do you really think she loves Mr. Lovelace?
What would you have had me to say, my dear? -I won't tell you what I did say-But had I not said what I did, who would have believed me?
Besides, I know you love him! -Excuse me, my dear: Yet, if you deny it, what do you but reflect upon yourself, as if you thought you ought not?
Indeed, said I, the man is worthy of any woman's love (If, again, I could say)-But her parents, Madam-
Her parents, Nancy-[You know, my dear, how my mamma, who accuses her daughter of quickness, is evermore interrupting!-]-
May take wrong measures, said I-
Cannot do wrong-They have reason, I'll warrant, said she-
By which they may provoke a young Lady, said I, to do rash things, which otherwise she would not do.
But if it be a rash thing (returned she), should she do it! A prudent daughter will not wilfully err, because her parents err, if they were to err: If she do, the world, which blames the parents, will not acquit the child. All that can be said, in extenuation of a daughter's error, arises from a kind consideration, which Miss's letter to Lady Drayton pleads for, to be paid to her daughter's youth and inexperience. And will such an admirable young person as Miss Clarissa Harlowe, whose prudence, as we see, qualifies her to be an adviser of persons much older than herself, take shelter under so poor a covert?
Let her know, Nancy, out of hand, what I say; and I charge you to represent farther to her, That let her dislike one man, and approve another, ever so much, it will be expected of a young Lady of her unbounded generosity, and greatness of mind, that she should deny herself, when she can oblige all her family by so doing: No less than ten or a dozen, perhaps, the nearest and dearest to her of all the persons in the world, an indulgent father and mother at the head of them. It may be fancy only on her side; but parents look deeper: And will not Miss Clarissa Harlowe give up her fancy to her parents judgment?
I said a great deal upon this judgment-subject: All that you could wish I should say; and all that your extraordinary case allowed me to say. And my mamma was so sensible of the force of it, that she charged me not to write to you any part of my answer to what she said; but only what she herself had advanced; lest, in so critical a case, it should induce you to take measures, that might give us both reason (I for giving it, you for following it) to repent it as long as we lived.
And thus, my dear, I set my mamma's arguments before you. And the rather, as I cannot myself tell what to advise you to do! -You know best your own heart; and what That will let you do!
Robin undertakes to deposite This very early, that you may receive it by your first morning airing.
Heaven guide and direct you for the best, is the incessant prayer, of
Your ever-affectionate,
Anna Howe.

### v2 LETTER XIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday Afternoon.
I Am in great apprehensions. Yet cannot help repeating my humble thanks to your mamma, and you, for your last favour. I hope her kind end is answer'd by the contents of my last. Yet I must not think it enough to acknowlege her goodness to me, with a pencil only, on the cover of a letter sealed up. A few lines give me leave to write with regard to my anonymous letter to Lady Drayton- If I did not at that time tell you, as I believe I did, that my excellent Mrs. Norton gave me her assistance in that letter; I now aknowlege that she did.
Pray let your mamma know this, for two reasons: One, that I may not be thought to arrogate to myself a discretion which does not belong to me; the other, that I may not suffer by the severe, but just inference she was pleased to draw; doubling my faults upon me, if I myself should act unworthy of the advice I was supposed to give.
Before I come to what most nearly affects me, I must chide you, once more, for the severe, the very severe things, you mention of our family, to the disparagement of their morals, as I may say: Indeed, my dear, I wonder at you! -A slighter occasion might have passed me, after I have written to you so often to so little purpose, on this topic. But, affecting as my own circumstances are, I cannot, without a breach of duty, let slip the reflection I need not repeat in words.
There is not a worthier person in England than my mamma. Nor is my papa that man you sometimes make him. Excepting in one point, I know not any family which lives up more to their duty, than the principals of ours. A little too uncommunicative for their great circumstances-that is all. -Why, then, have they not reason to insist upon unexceptionable morals in a man whose relationship to them, by a marriage in their family, they have certainly a right to allow of, or disapprove?
Another line or two, before I am ingross'd by my own concerns: -Upon your treatment of Mr. Hickman. -Is it, do you think, generous, to revenge upon an innocent person, the displeasure you receive from another quarter, where I doubt you are a trespasser too? -But one thing I can tell him; and you had not best provoke me to it; That no woman uses a man ill whom she does not absolutely reject, but she has it in her heart to make him amends, when her tyranny has had its run, and he has completed the measure of his services and patience. But my mind is not enough at ease, to push this matter further.
I will now give you the occasion of my present apprehensions.
I had reason to fear, as I mention'd in mine of this morning, that a storm was brewing. Mr. Solmes came home this afternoon, from church, with my brother. Soon after, Betty brought me up a letter, without saying from whom. It was in a cover, and directed by a hand I never saw before; as if it was supposed, I would not have received and open'd it, had I known it came from him. These are the contents.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sunday, Mar. 26.
Dearest Madam,
I Think myself a most unhappy man, in that I have never yet been able to pay my respects to you with youre consent, for one halfe hour. I have something to communicate to you that concernes you much, if you be pleased to admitt me to youre speech. Youre honour is concerned in itt, and the honour of all youre familly. Itt relates to the designes of one whom you are sed to valew more then he deserves; and to some of his reprobat actions; which I am reddie to give you convincing proofes of the truth of. I may appear to be interested in itt: But neverthelesse, I am reddy to make oathe, that every tittle is true: And you will see what a man you are sed to favour. But I hope not so, for youre owne honour.
Pray, Madam, vouchsafe me a hearing, as you valew your honour and family: Which will oblidge, dearest Miss,
Youre most humble and most faithfull Servant,
Roger Solmes.
I waite below for the hope of admittance.
I have no manner of doubt, that this is a poor device, to get this man into my company. I would have sent down a verbal answer; but Betty refused to carry any message, which should prohibit his visiting me. So I was obliged either to see him, or to write to him. I wrote, therefore, an answer, of which I shall send you the rough draught. And now my heart akes for what may follow from it; for I hear a great hurry below.
To Roger Solmes, Esq;
Sir,
Whatever you have to communicate to me, which concerns my honour, may as well be done by writing, as by word of mouth. If Mr. Lovelace is any of my concern, I know not that, therefore, he ought to be yours: For the usage I receive on your account (I must think it so!) is so harsh, that were there not such a man in the world as Mr. Lovelace, I would not wish to see Mr. Solmes, no, not for one half-hour, in the way he is pleased to be desirous to see me. I never can be in any danger from Mr. Lovelace; and, of consequence, cannot be affected by any of your discoveries, if the proposal I made be accepted. You have been acquainted with it, no doubt. If not, be pleased to let my friends know, that if they will rid me of my apprehensions of one gentleman, I will rid them of theirs of another: And then, of what consequence to them, or to me, will it be, whether Mr. Lovelace be a good man, or a bad? And, if to neither of us, I see not how it can be of any to you. But if you do, I have nothing to say to That; and it will be a Christian part, if you will expostulate with him upon the errors you have discover'd, and endeavour to make him as good a man, as, no doubt, you are yourself, or you would not be so ready to detect and expose him.
Excuse me, Sir: -But after my former letter to you, and your ungenerous perseverance; and after this attempt to avail yourself at the expence of another man's character, rather than by your own proper merit, I see not that you can blame any asperity in Her, whom you have so largely contributed to make unhappy.
Cl. Harlowe.
Sunday night.
My father was for coming up to me, in great wrath, it seems; but was persuaded to the contrary. My aunt Hervey was permitted to send me This that follows. -Quick work, my dear!
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Niece,
Every-body is now convinc'd, that nothing is to be done with you by way of gentleness or persuasion. Your mamma will not let you stay in the house; for your papa is so incensed by your strange letter to his friend, that she knows not what will be the consequence, if you do. So, you are commanded to get ready to go to your uncle Antony's, out of hand.
Your uncle thinks he has not deserv'd of you this unwillingness to go to his house.
You don't know the wickedness of the man you think it worth while to quarrel with all your friends for.
You must not answer me. There will be no end of That.
You know not the affliction you give to everybody; but to none more than to
Your affectionate Aunt,
Dorothy Hervey.
Forbid to write to my aunt, I took a bolder liberty. I wrote a few lines to my mamma; imploring her to procure me leave to throw myself at my father's feet, and hers, if I must go (no-body else present), to beg pardon for the trouble I had given them both, and their blessings; and to receive their commands, as to my removal, and the when, from their own lips.
'What new boldness This! -Take it back; and bid her learn to obey,' was my mamma's angry answer, with my letter return'd, unopen'd.
But that I might omit nothing that was in my power, or heart, to do, that had an appearance of duty, I wrote a few lines to my papa himself, to the same purpose; begging he would not turn me out of his house, without his blessing. But This, torn in two pieces, and unopen'd, was brought me up again by Betty, with an air, one hand held up, the other extended, the torn letter in her open palm; and a See here! -What a sad thing is This! -Nothing will do but duty, Miss! -Your papa said, Let her tell me of deeds! -I'll receive no words from her: And so he tore the letter, and flung the pieces at my head.
So desperate my case, I was resolved not to stop even at this repulse. I took my pen, and addressed myself to my uncle Harlowe, inclosing that which my mamma had return'd unopen'd, and the torn unopen'd one sent to my papa; having first scratch'd thro' a transcript for you.
My uncle was going home, and it was deliver'd to him just as he stepped into his chariot. What may be the fate of it, therefore, I cannot know till to-morrow.
The following is a copy of it.
To John Harlowe, Esq;.
My dear and ever-honoured Uncle,
I have no-body now but you, to whom I can apply, with hope, so much as to have my humble addresses open'd and read. My aunt Hervey has given me commands which I want to have explain'd; but she has forbid me writing to her. Hereupon I took the liberty to write to my papa and mamma: You will see, Sir, by the torn one, and by both being return'd un-open'd, what has been the result. This, Sir, perhaps you know: But, as you know not the contents of the disgraced letters, I beseech you to read them both, that you may be a witness for me, that they are not filled with complaints, with expostulations, nor contain any thing undutiful. Give me leave to say, Sir, That if deaf-ear'd anger will neither grant me a hearing, nor what I write a perusal, some time hence the hard-heartedness may be regretted. I beseech you, dear, good Sir, to let me know what is meant by sending me to my uncle Antony's, rather than to your house, or to my aunt's, or elsewhere? If it be for what I apprehend it to be, life will not be supportable upon the terms: I beg also to know, WHEN I am to be turned out of doors! -My heart strongly gives me, that once I am compelled to leave this house, I never shall see it more.
It becomes me, however, to declare, that I write not This thro' perverseness, or in resentment; God knows my heart, I do not! -But the treatment I apprehend I shall meet with, if carried to my other uncle's, will, in all probability, give the finishing stroke to the distresses, the undeserved distresses I will be bold to call them, of
Your once highly favour'd,
But now most unhappy, Kinswoman,
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday morning, March 27.
This morning early my uncle Harlowe came hither. He sent me up the inclosed very tender letter. It has made me wish I could oblige him! - You'll see how Mr. Solmes's ill qualities are gloss'd over in it. What blemishes does affection hide! - So, perhaps, may they say to me, What faults does antipathy bring to light! Be pleased to send me back this letter of my uncle's, by the first return. I may possibly try to account for, and wish to obviate, my being such a formidable creature to my whole family, as I am represented in it.
Sunday night, or rather Monday morning.
I must answer you, tho' against my own intention. Every-body loves you; and you know they do. The very ground you walk upon is dear to most of us. But how can we resolve to see you? There is no standing against your looks and language. It is the strength of our love makes us decline to see you. How can we, when you are resolved not to do, what we are resolved you shall do? I never, for my part, loved any creature, as I loved you from your youth till now. And indeed, as I have often said, Never was there a young creature so deserving of our love. But what is come to you now! -Alas! alas, my dear! How you fail in the trial!
I have read the letters you inclosed. At a proper time, I may shew them to my brother and sister. But they will receive nothing from you at present.
For my part, I could not read your letter to myself, without being unmann'd. How can you be so unmov'd yourself, yet be so able to move every-body else? How could you send such a letter to Mr. Solmes? Fie upon you! -How strangely are you alter'd?
Then to treat your brother and sister as you did, that they don't care to write to you, or to see you. - Don't you know where it is written, That soft answers turn away wrath? But if you will trust to your sharp-pointed wit, you may wound: But a club will beat down a sword: And how can you expect, that they who are hurt by you will not hurt you again? -Was this the way you used to take to make us all adore you, as we did? -No, it was your gentleness of heart and manners, that made every-body, even strangers, at first sight, treat you as a Lady, and call you a Lady, tho' not born one, as your mamma was, any more than your sister; while she was only plain Miss Harlowe, or Miss Arabella. If you were envied, why should you sharpen envy, and file up its teeth to an edge? -You see I write like an impartial man, and as one that loves you still!
But since you have display'd your talents, and spared no-body, and moved every-body, without being moved, you have but made us stand the closer and firmer together. This is what I likened to an imbattled Phalanx, once before. Your aunt Hervey forbids your writing, for the same reason that I must not countenance it. We are all afraid to see you, because we know we shall be made as so many fools. Nay, your mamma is so afraid of you, that once or twice, when she thought you was coming to force yourself into her presence, she shut the door, and locked herself in, because she knew she must not see you upon your terms, and you are resolved you will not see her upon hers.
Resolve but to oblige us all, my dearest Miss Clary, and you shall see how we will clasp you every one by turns, to our rejoicing hearts! -If the one man has not the wit, and the parts, and the person, of the other, no one breathing has a worse heart than that other: And is not the love of all your friends, and a sober man (if he be not so polished), to be preferred to a debauchee, tho' ever so fine a man, to look at? You have such fine talents, that you will be adored by the one: But the other has as much advantage in those respects, as you have yourself, and will not set by them one straw: For husbands are sometimes jealous of their authority, with witty wives. You will have in one, a man of virtue. Had you not been so rudely affronting to him, he would have made your ears tingle, with what he could have told you of the other.
Come, my dear niece, let me have the honour of doing with you what no-body else yet has been able to do. Your father, mother, and I, will divide the pleasure, and the honour, I will again call it, between us; and all past offences shall be forgiven; and Mr. Solmes, we will engage, shall take nothing amiss hereafter, that is just.
He knows, he says, what a jewel that man will have, who can obtain your favour; and he will think light of all he has suffer'd, or shall suffer, in obtaining you.
Dear, sweet creature, oblige us: And oblige us with a grace. It must be done, whether with a grace or not. I do assure you it must. You must not conquer father, mother, uncles, every-body: Depend upon That.
I have sat up half the night to write This. You don't know how I am touch'd at reading yours, and writing this. Yet will I be at Harlowe-place early in the morning. So, upon reading this, if you will oblige us all, send me word to come up to your apartment: And I will lead you down, and present you to the embraces of every-one: And you will then see, you have more of a brother and sister, than of late your prejudices will let you think you have. This from one who used to love to stile himself
Your paternal Uncle,
John Harlowe.
In about an hour after this kind letter was given me, my uncle sent up to know, if he should be a welcome visitor, upon the terms mention'd in his letter? He bid Betty bring him down a verbal answer: A written one, he said, would be a bad sign; and he bid her therefore not bring a letter. But I had just finish'd the inclosed transcription of one I had been writing. She made a difficulty to carry it; but was prevailed upon to oblige me, by a token which these Mrs. Betty's cannot withstand.
Dear and honoured Sir,
How you rejoice me by your condescending goodness! -So kind, so paternal a letter!-so soothing to a wounded heart; and of late what I have been so little used to! -How am I affected with it! Tell me not, dear Sir, of my way of writing: Your letter has more moved me, than I ever could move any-body! -It has made me, with all my heart, wish I could intitle myself to be visited upon your own terms; and to be led down to my papa and mamma, by so good and so kind an uncle.
I will tell you, dearest Sir, what I will do to make my peace. I have no doubt that Mr. Solmes would greatly prefer my sister to such a strange, averse creature as me: His chief, or one of his chief motives to address me, is, as I have reason to believe, the contiguity of my grandfather's estate to his own: I will resign it; for ever I will resign it: And the resignation must be good, because I will never marry at all: I will make it over to my sister, and her heirs for ever. I shall have no heirs, but my brother and her; and I will receive, as of my papa's bounty, such an annuity (not in lieu of the estate, but as of his bounty), as he shall be pleased to grant me, if it be ever so small; and whenever I disoblige him, he shall withdraw it, at his pleasure.
Will not This be accepted? -Sure it must! -Sure it will! -I beg of you, dearest Sir, to propose it; and second it with your interest. This will answer every end. My sister has a high opinion of Mr. Solmes. I never can have any in the light he is proposed to me. But as my sister's husband, he will be always intitled to my respect; and shall have it.
If this be accepted, grant me, Sir, the honour of a visit; and do me then the inexpressible pleasure of leading me down to the feet of my honoured parents, and they shall find me the most dutiful of children; and to the arms of my brother and sister, and they shall find me the most obliging and most affectionate of sisters.
I wait, Sir, for your answer to this proposal, made with the whole heart of
Your dutiful and most obliged Niece,
Cl. Harlowe.
Monday noon.
I hope this will be accepted: For Betty tells me, that my uncle Antony and my aunt Hervey are sent for; and not Mr. Solmes, which I look upon as a favourable circumstance. With what chearfulness will I assign over this envied estate! -What a much more valuable consideration shall I part with it for! -The love and favour of all my relations! -That love and favour, which I used for eighteen years together to rejoice in, and he distinguished by! -And what a charming pretence will this afford me of breaking with Mr. Lovelace! And how easy will it possibly make him, to part with me!
I found this morning, in the usual place, a letter from him, in answer, I suppose, to mine of Friday, which I deposited not till Saturday. But I have not opened it; nor will I, till I see what effect this new offer will have.
Let me but be permitted to avoid the man I hate; and I will give up, with all my heart, the man I could prefer. To renounce the one, were I really to value him, as you seem to imagine, can give but a temporary concern, which time and discretion will make light: This is a sacrifice which a child owes to parents and friends, if they insist upon its being made. But the other, to marry a man one cannot endure, is not only a dishonest thing, as to the man; but it is enough to make a creature, who wishes to be a good wife, a bad or indifferent one, as I once wrote to the man himself: And then she can hardly be either a good mistress; a good friend; or any thing but a discredit to her family, and a bad example to all around her.
Methinks I am loth, in the suspense I am in at present, to deposite this, because I shall then leave you in as great: But having been prevented by Betty's officiousness twice, I will now go down to my little poultry; and if I have an opportunity, will leave it in the usual place, where I hope to find something from you.

### v2 LETTER XVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday afternoon, March 27.
I have deposited my narrative down to this day noon; but I hope soon to follow it with another letter, that I may keep you as little a while as possible in that suspense, which I am so much affected by at this moment: For my heart is disturbed at every foot I hear stir; and every door below, that I hear open or shut.
They have been all assembled some time, and are in close debate, I believe: But can there be room for long debate upon a proposal, which, if accepted, will so effectually answer all their views? -Can they insist a moment longer upon my having Mr. Solmes, when they see what sacrifices I am ready to make, to be freed from his addresses? -O but I suppose the struggle is, first, with Bella's nicety, to persuade her to accept of the estate, and of the husband; and next, with her pride, to take her sister's refusals, as she once phrased it! -Or, it may be, my brother is insisting upon equivalents, for his reversion in the estate: And these sort of things take up but too much the attention of some of our family. To these, no doubt, one, or both, it must be owing, that my proposal admits of so much consideration. I want, methinks, to see, what Lovelace, in his letter, says. But I will deny myself this piece of curiosity, till that which is raised by my present suspense is answered. -Excuse me, my dear, that I thus trouble you with my uncertainties. But I have no employment, nor heart, if I had, to pursue any other but what my pen affords me.
Monday evening.
Would you believe it? -Betty, by anticipation, tells me, that I am to be refused. I am 'a vile, artful creature. Every-body is too good to me. My uncle Harlowe has been taken-in, that's the phrase. They knew how it would be, if he either wrote to me, or saw me. He has, however, been made ashamed to be so wrought upon. -A pretty thing, truly, in the eye of the world, were they to take me at my word. It would look as if they had treated me thus hardly, as I think it, for this very purpose. My peculiars, particularly Miss Howe, would give it that turn; and I myself could mean nothing by it, but to see if it would be accepted, in order to strengthen my own arguments against Mr. Solmes. It was amazing, that it could admit of a moment's deliberation: That any thing could be supposed to be done in it. It was equally against Law and Equity: And a fine security Miss Bella would have, or Mr. Solmes, when I could resume it when I would! -My brother and she my heirs! O the artful creature! -I to resolve to live single, when Lovelace was so sure of me! -and everywhere declared as much!-and could, whenever he pleased, if my husband, claim under the Will! - Then the insolence-the confidence-(as Betty mincingly told me, that one said; you may easily guess who) that she, who was so justly in disgrace for downright rebellion, should pretend to prescribe to the whole family!-should name a husband for her elder sister! -What a triumph would her obstinacy go away with, to delegate her commands, not as from a prison, as she called it, but as from her throne, to her elders and betters; and to her father and mother too! -Amazing, perfectly amazing! that any-body could argue upon such a plan as this! It was a master-stroke of finesse! -It was ME in perfection! -Surely my uncle Harlowe will never be so taken-in again!'
All this was the readier told me, because it was against me, and would teaze and vex me. But as some of this fine recapitulation implied, that somebody spoke up for me, I was curious to know who it was: But Betty would not tell me, for fear I should have the consolation to find, that all were not against me.
But do you not see, my dear, what a sad creature she is whom you honour with your friendship! -You could not doubt your influence over me: Why did you not let me know myself a little better? -Why did you not take the friendly liberty I have always taken with you, and tell me my faults, and what a specious hypocrite I am? For if my brother and sister could make such discoveries, how is it possible, that faults so enormous [You could see others, you thought, of a more secret nature!] could escape your penetrating eye?
Well, but now, it seems, they are debating how and by whom to answer me: For they know not, nor are they to know, that Mrs. Betty has told me all these fine things. One desires to be excused, it seems: Another chooses not to have any thing to say to me: Another has enough of me: And of writing to so ready a scribbler, there will be no end.
Thus are those imputed qualifications, which used so lately to gain me applause, now become my crimes; so much do disgust and anger alter the property of things.
What will be the result of their debate, I suppose, will, some-how or other, be communicated to me by-and-by. But let me tell you, my dear, that I am made so desperate, that I am afraid to open Mr. Lovelace's letter, lest, in the humour I am in, I should do something, if I find it not exceptionable, that may give me repentance as long as I live!
Monday night.
This moment the following letter is brought me by Betty.
Monday, 5 o' clock.
Miss Cunning-ones,
Your fine, new proposal is thought unworthy of a particular answer. Your uncle Harlowe is ashamed to be so taken-in. Have you no new fetch for your uncle Antony? Go round with us, child, now your hand's in. But I was bid to write only one line, that you might not complain, as you did, on your worthy sister, for the freedoms you provoked: It is This;-Prepare yourself. To-morrow you go to my uncle Antony's. That's all, child.
James Harlowe.
I was vexed to the heart at this: And immediately, in the warmth of resentment, wrote the inclosed to my uncle Harlowe; who, it seems, stays here this night.
To John Harlowe, Esq;.
Monday night.
Honoured Sir,
I find I am a very sad creature, and did not know it. I wrote not to my Brother. To you, Sir, I wrote. From you I hope the honour of an answer. No one reveres her uncles more than I do. Nevertheless, I will be bold to say, that the distance, great as it is, between uncle and niece, excludes not such a hope: And I think I have not made a proposal that deserves to be treated with scorn.
Forgive me, Sir-My heart is full. -Perhaps one day you may think you have been prevailed upon (for that is plainly the case!) to join to treat me, as I do not deserve to be treated. If you are ashamed, as my brother hints, of having expressed any returning tenderness to me, God help me! I see I have no mercy to expect, from any-body! But, Sir, from your pen let me have an answer; I humbly beseech it of you. - Till my brother can recollect what belongs to a sister, I will take no answer from him, to the letter I wrote to you, nor any commands whatever.
I move every-body! This, Sir, is what you are pleased to mention: -But whom have I moved? - One person in the family has more moving ways than I have, or he could never so undeservedly have made every-body ashamed to shew any tenderness to a poor distressed child of the same family.
Return me not this with contempt, or torn, or unanswer'd, I beseech you. My papa has a title to do that, or any-thing, by his child: But from no other person in the world, of your sex, ought a young creature, of mine (while she preserves a supplicating spirit), to be so treated.
When what I have before written in the humblest strain has met with such strange constructions, I am afraid, that this unguarded scrawl will be very ill-received. But I beg, Sir, you will oblige me with one line, be it ever so harsh, in answer to my proposal. I still think it ought to be attended to. I will enter into the most solemn engagements to make it valid, by a perpetual single life. In a word, any thing I can do, I will do, to be restored to all your favours. More I cannot say, but that I am, very undeservedly,
A most unhappy creature.
Betty scrupled again to carry this letter; and said, she should have anger; and I should but have it returned in scraps and bits.
I must take That chance, I said: I only desired she would deliver it as directed.
Sad doings! very sad! she said, that young Ladies should so violently set themselves against their duty!
I told her, she should have the liberty to say what she pleased, so she would but be my messenger that one time-And down she went with it.
I bid her, if she could, slide it into my uncle's hand, unseen; at least, unseen by my brother or sister, for fear it should meet, thro' their good offices, with the fate she had bespoken for it.
She would not undertake for That, she said.
I am now in expectation of the result. But having so little ground to hope for either favour or mercy, I opened Mr. Lovelace's letter.
I would send it to you, my dear (as well as those I shall inclose, by this conveyance; but not being able at present to determine in what manner I shall answer it, I will give myself the trouble of abstracting it here, while I am waiting for what may offer from the letter just gone down.
'He laments, as usual, my ill opinion of him, and readiness to believe every thing to his disadvantage. He puts into plain English, as I supposed he would, my hint, that I might be happier, if, by any rashness he might be guilty of to Solmes, he should come to an untimely end himself.'
He is concerned, he says, 'That the violence he had expressed on his extreme apprehensiveness of losing me, should have made him guilty of any thing I had so much reason to resent.'
He owns, 'That he is passionate: All good-natured men, he says, are so, and a sincere man cannot hide it.' But appeals to me, 'Whether, if any occasion in the world could excuse the rashness of his expressions, it would not be his present dreadful situation, thro' my indifference, and the malice of his enemies.'
He says, 'He has more reason than ever, from the contents of my last, to apprehend, that I shall be prevailed upon by force, if not by fair means, to fall in with my brother's measures; and sees but too plainly, that I am preparing him to expect it.'
'Upon this presumption, he supplicates, with the utmost earnestness, that I will not give way to the malice of his enemies.
'Solemn vows of reformation, and everlasting truth and obligingness, he makes; all in the style of desponding humility; yet calls it a cruel turn upon him, to impute his protestations to a consciousness of the necessity there is for making them from his bad character.
'He despises himself, he solemnly protects, for his past follies: Thanks God he has seen his error; and nothing but my more particular instructions, are wanting to perfect his reformation.
'He promises, that he will do every thing that I shall think he can do with honour, to bring about a reconciliation with my father; and will even, if I insist upon it, make the first overture to my brother, and treat him as his own brother, because he is mine, if he will not, by new affronts, revive the remembrance of the past.
'He begs, in the most earnest and humble manner, for one half-hour's interview; undertaking by a key, which he owns he has to the garden-door, leading into the Coppice, as we call it (if I will but unbolt the door) to come into the garden at night, and wait till I have an opportunity to come to him, that he may re-assure me of the truth of all he writes, and of the affection, and, if needful, protection, of all his family.
'He presumes not, he says, to write by way of menace to me; but, if I refuse him this favour, he knows not (so desperate have some strokes in my letter made him) what his despair may make him do.'
He asks me, 'Determined, as my friends are, and far as they have already gone, and declare they will go, what I can propose to do, to avoid having Mr. Solmes, if I am carried to my uncle Antony's; unless I resolve to accept of the protection he has offered to procure me; or except I will escape to London, or elsewhere, while I can escape?'
He advises me, 'To sue to your mamma, for her private reception of me; only till I can obtain possession of my own estate, and procure my friends to be reconciled to me; which he is sure they will be desirous to be, the moment I am out of their power.'
He apprises me [It is still my wonder, how he comes by his intelligence!], 'That my friends have written to my cousin Morden, to represent matters to him in their own partial way; nor doubt they to influence him on their side of the question.
'That all this shews I have but one way, if none of my own friends or intimates will receive me.
'If I will transport him with the honour of my choice of this one way, settlements shall be drawn with proper blanks, which I shall fill up as I please. Let him but have my commands from my own mouth; all my doubts and scruples from my own lips; and only a repetition, that I will not, on any consideration, be Solmes's wife; and he shall be easy. -But, after such a letter as I have written, nothing but an interview can make him so.' He beseeches me, therefore, 'To unbolt the door, as that very night. -If I receive not this time enough, this night;-and he will in a disguise, that shall not give a suspicion who he is, if he should be seen, come to the garden-door, in hopes to open it with his key; nor will he have any other lodging than in the Coppice both nights: watching every wakeful hour for the propitious unbolting, unless he has a letter with my orders to the contrary, or to make some other appointment.'
This letter was dated yesterday: So he was there last night, I suppose; and will be there this night; and I have not written a line to him: And now it is too late, were I determined what to write.
I hope he will not go to Mr. Solmes! -I hope he will not come hither! -If he does, I will break with him for ever.
What have I to do, with such headstrong spirits! I wish I had never-But what signifies wishing? - I am strangely perplexed-But I need not have told you this, after such a representation of my situation.

### v2 LETTER XVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday morning, 7 o'Clock.
My uncle has vouchsafed to answer me. This is his letter; but just now brought me, altho' written last night; late, I suppose.
Monday Night.
Miss Clary,
Since you are grown such a bold challenger, and teach us all our duty, tho' you will not practise your own, I must answer you. -No-body wants your estate from you. Are you, who refuse every-body's advice, to prescribe a husband to your sister? Your letter to Mr. Solmes is inexcusable. I blam'd you for it before. Your parents will be obey'd. It is fit they should. Your mamma has nevertheless prevailed to have your going to your uncle Antony's put off till Thursday: Yet owns you deserve not that, or any other favour from her. I will receive no more of your letters. You are too artful for me. You are an ingrateful and unreasonable child! You will have your will paramount to every-body's. How are you alter'd!
Your displeased Uncle,
John Harlowe.
To be carry'd away on Thursday-To the moated House-To the Chapel-To Solmes! How can I think of this! -They will make me desperate!
Tuesday Morn, Eight o'Clock.
I have another letter from Mr. Lovelace. I open'd it, with the expectation of its being filled with bold and free complaints, on my not writing to prevent his two nights watching, in weather not extremely agreeable. But, instead of complaints, he is 'full of tender concern lest I may have been prevented by indisposition, or by the closer confinement which he has frequently caution'd me that I may expect.'
He says, 'He had been in different disguises loitering about our garden and park wall, all the day on Sunday last; and all Sunday-night was wandering about the coppice, and near the back-door. It rain'd, and he has got a great cold, attended with feverishness, and so hoarse, that he has almost lost his voice.'
Why did he not flame out in his letter? -Treated, as I am treated by my friends, it is dangerous for me to lie under the sense of an obligation to any one's patience, when that person suffers in health for my sake.
'He had no shelter, he says, but under the great overgrown Ivy, which spreads wildly round the heads of two or three Oaklings; and that was soon wet through.'
You and I, my dear, once thought ourselves obliged to the natural shade they afforded us, in a sultry day.
I can't help saying, I am sorry he has suffer'd for my sake. -But 'tis his own seeking!
His letter is dated last night at eight: 'And indisposed as he is, he tells me, That he will watch till ten, in hopes of my giving him the meeting he so earnestly requests. And after that, he has a mile to walk to his horse and servant; and four miles then to ride to his inn.'
He owns, 'That he has an intelligencer in our family; who has failed him for a day or two past: And not knowing how I do, or how I may be treated, his anxiety is the greater.'
This circumstance gives me to guess who this treacherous man is: One Joseph Leman: The very creature imploy'd and confided in, more than any other, by my brother.
This is not an honourable way of proceeding in Mr. Lovelace. -Did he learn this infamous practice of corrupting the servants of other families at the French Court, where he resided a good while?
I have been often jealous of this Leman in my little airings and poultry-visits: I have thought him (doubly obsequious, as he was always to me) my brother's spy upon me; and, altho' he oblig'd me by his hastening out of the garden, and poultry-yard, whenever I came into either, have wonder'd, that from his reports my liberties of those kinds have not been abridged. So, possibly, this man may take a bribe of both, and yet betray both. Worthy views want not such obliquities as these on either side. An honest mind must rise into indignation both at the traitor-maker and the traitor.
'He presses with the utmost earnestness for an interview. He would not offer, he says, to disobey my last personal commands, that he should not endeavour to attend me again in the wood-house. But says, he can give me such reasons, for my permitting him to wait upon my father or uncles, as he hopes will be approved by me: For he cannot help observing, that it is no more suitable to my own spirit than to his, that he, a man of fortune and family, should be obliged to pursue such a clandestine address, as would only become a vile fortune-hunter. But, if I will give my consent for his visiting me like a man, and a gentleman, no treatment shall provoke him to forfeit his temper.
'His uncle will accompany him, if I please: Or his aunt Lawrance will first make the visit to my mamma, or to my aunt Hervey, or even to my uncles, if I choose it. And such terms shall be offer'd, as shall have weight upon them.
'He begs, that I will not deny him making a visit to Mr. Solmes. By all that's good, he vows, that it shall not be with the least intention either to hurt or affront him; but only to set before him calmly and rationally, the consequences that may possibly flow from so fruitless a perseverance; as well as the ungenerous folly of it; to a mind so noble as mine. He repeats his own resolution to attend my pleasure, and Mr. Morden's arrival and advice, for the reward of his own patience.
'It is impossible, he says, but one of these methods must do. Presence, he observes, even of a disliked person, takes off the edge from resentments which absence whets, and makes keen.
'He therefore most earnestly repeats his importunities for the supplicated interview.' Says, 'He has business of consequence in London: But cannot stir from the inconvenient spot, where he has for some time resided in disguises unworthy of himself, until he can be absolutely certain, that I shall not be prevailed upon, either by force or otherwise; and until he finds me deliver'd from the insults of my brother. Nor ought This to be an indifferent point to one, for whose sake, all the world reports me to be used so unworthily as I am used. -But one remark, he says, he cannot help making; That did my friends know the little favour I shew him, and the very great distance I keep him at, they would have no reason to confine me, on his account: And another, that they themselves seem to think him intitled to a different usage, and expect that he receives it; when, in truth, what he meets with from me is exactly what they wish him to meet with, excepting in the favour of the correspondence I honour him with: upon which, he says, he puts the highest value, and for the sake of which he has chearfully submitted to a thousand indignities.
'He renews his professions of reformation: He is convinc'd, he says, that he has already run a long and dangerous course; and that it is high time to think of returning: It must be from proper convictions, he says, that a person who has lived too gay a life resolves to reclaim, before age or sufferings come upon him.
'All generous spirits, he observes, hate compulsion. Upon this observation he dwells; but regrets, that he is likely to owe all his hopes to this compulsion; this injudicious compulsion, he justly calls it; and none to my esteem for him. Altho' he presumes upon some merit, In his implicit regard to my will: In the bearing the daily indignities offer'd not only to him, but to his relations, by my brother: In the nightly watchings, and risques which he runs, in all weathers; and which his present indisposition makes him mention, or he had not debased the nobleness of his passion for me, by such a selfish instance.' -I cannot but say, I am sorry the man is not well.
I am afraid to ask you, my dear, what you would have done, thus situated. But what I have done, I have done. In a word, I wrote, 'That I would, if possible, give him a meeting to-morrow night, between the hours of nine and twelve, by the ivy-summer-house, or in it, or near the great cascade, at the bottom of the garden; and would unbolt the door, that he might come in by his own key. But that, if I found the meeting impracticable, or should change my mind, I would signify as much by another line; which he must wait for until it were dark.'
Tuesday, Eleven o' Clock.
I am just return'd from depositing my billet. How diligent is this man! It is plain he was in waiting: For I had walked but a few paces, after I had deposited it, when, my heart misgiving me, I return'd, to have taken it back, in order to reconsider it as I walked, and whether I should, or should not, let it go: But I found it gone.
In all probability, there was but a brick wall, of a few inches thick, between Mr. Lovelace and me, at the very time I put the letter under the brick.
I am come back dissatisfy'd with myself. But I think, my dear, there can be no harm in meeting him: If I do not, he may take some violent measures: What he knows of the treatment I meet with in malice to him, and with a view to frustrate all his hopes, may make him desperate. His behaviour last time I saw him, under the disadvantages of time and place, and surprised as I was, gives me no apprehension of any thing but discovery. What he requires is not unreasonable, and cannot affect my future choice and determination: It is only to assure him from my own lips, that I will never be the wife of a man I hate. If I have not an opportunity to meet without hazard or detection, he must once more bear the disappointment. All his trouble, and mine too, is owing to his faulty character. This, altho' I hate tyranny and arrogance in all shapes, makes me think less of the risques he runs, and the fatigues he undergoes, than otherwise I should do; and still less, as my sufferings (derived from the same source) are greater than his.
Betty confirms the intimation, that I must go to my uncle's on Thursday. She was sent on purpose to direct me to prepare myself for going, and to help me to get up every thing in order to it.

### v2 LETTER XVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday, Three o' Clock, March 28.
I have mention'd several times the pertness of Mrs. Betty to me; and now, having a little time upon my hands, I will give you a short dialogue that passed just now between us: It may, perhaps, be a little relief to you from the dull subjects with which I am perpetually teazing you.
As she attended me at dinner, she took notice, That Nature is satisfy'd with a very little nourishment: And thus she complimentally proved it: -For, Miss, said she, you eat nothing; yet never looked more charmingly in your life.
As to the former part of your speech, Betty, said I, you observe well; and I have often thought, when I have seen how healthy the children of the labouring poor look, and are, with empty stomachs, and hardly a good meal in a week, that Providence is very kind to its creatures, in this respect, as well as in all others, in making Much not necessary to the support of life; when three parts in four of its creatures, if it were, would not know how to obtain it. It puts me in mind of two proverbial sentences, which are full of admirable meaning.
What, pray, Miss, are they? I love to hear you talk, when you are so sedate as you seem now to be.
The one is to the purpose we are speaking of; Poverty is the mother of health: And let me tell you, Betty, if I had a better appetite, and were to encourage it, with so little rest, and so much distress and persecution, I don't think I should be able to preserve my reason.
There's no inconvenience but has its convenience, said Betty, giving me proverb for proverb. But what is the other, Madam?
That the pleasures of the mighty are obtain'd by the tears of the poor: It is but reasonable therefore, methinks, that the plenty of the one should be followed by distempers; and that the indigence of the other should be attended with that health, which makes all its other discomforts light on the comparison. And hence a third proverb, Betty, since you are an admirer of proverbs; Better a bare foot, than none at all; that is to say, than not to be able to walk.
She was mightily taken with what I said: See, said she, what a fine thing scholarship is! -I, said she, had always, from a girl, a taste for reading, tho' it were but in Mother Goose, and concerning the Fairies [And then she took genteelly a pinch of snuff]: Could but my parents have let go as fast as I pulled, I should have been a very happy creature.
Very likely, you would have made great improvements, Betty: But as it is, I cannot say, but since I have had the favour of your attendance in this intimate manner, I have heard smarter things from you, than I have heard at table from some of my brother's fellow-collegians.
Your servant, dear Miss; dropping me one of her best courtesies: So fine a judge as you are! -It is enough to make one very proud. Then, with another pinch-I cannot indeed but say, bridling upon it, that I have heard famous scholars often and often say very silly things: Things I should be ashamed myself to say-But I thought they did it out of humility, and in condescension to those who had not their learning.
That she might not be too proud, I told her, I would observe, that the liveliness and quickness she so happily discovered in herself, was not so much an honour to her, as what she owed to her Sex; which, as I had observed in many instances, had great advantages over the other, in all the powers that related to imagination: And hence, Mrs. Betty, you'll take notice, as I have of late had opportunity to do, that your own talent at repartee and smartness, when it has something to work upon, displays itself to more advantage, than could well be expected from one whose friends, to speak in your own phrase, could not let go so fast as you pulled.
The wench gave me a proof of the truth of my observation, in a manner still more alert than I had expected: If, said she, our sex have so much advantage in smartness, it is the less to be wondered at, that you, Miss, who have had such an education, should outdo all the men and women too, that come near you.
Bless me, Betty, said I, what a proof do you give me of your wit and your courage at the same time! This is outdoing yourself. It would make young Ladies less proud, and more apprehensive, were they generally attended by such smart servants, and their mouths permitted to be unlocked upon them, as yours has lately been upon me! -But, take away, Mrs. Betty.
Why, Miss, you have eat nothing at all: -I hope you are not displeased with your dinner for any thing I have said.
No, Mrs. Betty, I am pretty well used to your freedoms, now, you know. -I am not displeased in the main, to observe, that, were the succession of modern fine Ladies to be extinct, it might be supplied from those whom they place in the next rank to themselves, their chambermaids and confidants. Your young mistress has contributed a great deal to this quickness of yours. She always preferred your company to mine. As you pulled, she let go; and so, Mrs. Betty, you have gained by her conversation what I have lost.
Why, Miss, if you come to that, no-body says better things than Miss Harlowe. I could tell you one, if I pleased, upon my observing to her, that you lived of late upon air, and had no stomach to any thing, yet looked as charmingly as ever.-
I dare say, it was a very good-natured one, Mrs. Betty! -Do you then please that I shall hear it?
Only this, Miss, That your stomachfulness had swallowed up your stomach; and, That obstinacy was meat, drink, and cloth to you.
Ay, Mrs. Betty; and did she say This? -I hope she laughed when she said it, as she does at all her good things, as she calls them. It was very smart, and very witty. I wish my mind were so much at ease, as to aim at being witty too. But if you admire such sententious sayings, I'll help you to another; and that is, Encouragement and Approbation make people shew talents they were never suspected to have; and This will do both for mistress and maid: And another I'll furnish you with, the contrary of the former, that will do only for me; That Persecution and Discouragement depress ingenuous minds, and blunt the edge of lively imaginations. -And hence may my sister's Brilliancy and my Stupidity be both accounted for. Ingenuous, you must know, Mrs. Betty, and ingenious, are two things; and I would not arrogate the latter to myself.
Lord, Miss, said the Foolish, you know a great deal for your years. -You are a very learned young Lady! -What pity-
None of your pities, Mrs. Betty. I know what you'd say. But tell me, if you can, Is it resolved that I shall be carry'd to my uncle Antony's on Thursday?
I was willing to reward myself for the patience she had made me exercise, by getting at what intelligence I could from her.
Why, Miss, seating herself at a little distance (excuse my sitting down), with the snuff-box tapp'd very smartly, the lid opened, and a pinch taken with a dainty finger and thumb, the other three fingers distendedly bent, and with a fine flourish-I cannot but say, that it is my opinion, you will certainly go on Thursday; and this noless foless, as I have heard my young Lady say in French.
Whether I am willing or not willing, you mean, I suppose, Mrs. Betty?
You have it, Miss.
Well but, Betty, I have no mind to be turned out of doors so suddenly. Do you think I could not be permitted to tarry one week longer?
How can I tell, Miss?
O Mrs. Betty, you can tell a great deal, if you please. But here I am forbid writing to any one of my family; none of it now will come near me; nor will any of it permit me to see them: How shall I do to make my request known, to tarry here a week or fortnight longer!
Why, Miss, I fansy, if you were to shew a compliable temper, your friends would shew a compliable one too. But would you expect favours, and grant none?
Smartly put, Betty! But who knows what may be the result of my being carried to my uncle Antony's?
Who knows, Miss! -Why any-body will guess what may be the result.
As how, Betty?
As how! repeated the pert wench, Why, Miss, you will stand in your own light, as you have hitherto done: And your parents, as such good parents ought, will be obeyed.
If, Mrs. Betty, I had not been used to your oughts, and to have my duty laid down to me, by your oraculous wisdom, I should be apt to stare at the liberty of your speech.
You seem angry, Miss. I hope I take no unbecoming liberty.
If thou really think'st thou dost not, thy ignorance is more to be pitied, than thy pertness resented. I wish thou'd'st leave me to myself.
When young Ladies fall out with their own duty, it is not much to be wondered at, that they are angry at any-body who do theirs.
That's a very pretty saying, Mrs. Betty! -I see plainly what thy duty is in thy notion, and am obliged to those who taught it thee.
Every-body takes notice, Miss, that you can say very cutting words in a cool manner, and yet not call names, as I have known some gentlefolks, as well as others, do, when in a passion. But I wish you had permitted 'Squire Solmes to see you; he would have told you such stories of 'Squire Lovelace, as would have turned your heart against him for ever.
And know you any of the particulars of those sad stories?
Indeed, I don't; but you'll hear all at your uncle Antony's, I suppose; and a great deal more, perhaps, than you will like to hear.
Let me hear what I will, I am determined against Mr. Solmes, were it to cost me my life.
If you are, Miss, the Lord have mercy on you! For what with this letter of yours to 'Squire Solmes, whom they so much value, and what with their antipathy to 'Squire Lovelace, whom they hate, they will have no patience with you.
What will they do, Betty? They won't kill me? What will they do?
Kill you! No! -But you will not be suffered to stir from thence, till you have complied with your duty. And no pen and ink will be allowed you, as here; where they are of opinion you make no good use of it: Nor would it be allowed here, only as they intend so soon to send you away to your uncle's. Nobody will be permitted to see you, or to correspond with you. What farther will be done, I can't say; and, if I could, it may not be proper. But you may prevent it all, by One word: And I wish you would, Miss. All then would be easy and happy. And, if I may speak my mind, I see not why one man is not as good as another: Why, especially, a sober man is not as good as a rake.
Well, Betty, said I, sighing, all thy impertinence goes for nothing. But I see I am destined to be a very unhappy creature. Yet will I venture upon one request more to them.
And so, quite sick of the pert creature, and of myself, I retired to my closet, and wrote a few lines to my uncle Harlowe, notwithstanding his prohibition; in order to get a reprieve, from being carried away so soon as Thursday next, if I must go. And This, that I might, if comply'd with, suspend the appointment I have made with Mr. Lovelace; for my heart misgives me, as to meeting him; and that more and more, I know not why. Under the superscription of the letter, I wrote these words: 'Pray, dear Sir, be pleased to give This a reading.'
This is the copy of what I wrote:
Tuesday Afternoon.
Honoured Sir,
Let me this once be heard with patience, and have my petition granted. It is only, that I may not be hurried away so soon as next Thursday.
Why should the poor girl be turned out of doors so suddenly, so disgracefully? Procure for me, Sir, one fortnight's respite. In that space of time, I hope you will all relent. My mamma shall not need to shut her door, in apprehension of seeing her disgraced child. I will not presume to think of entering her presence, or my papa's, without leave. One fortnight's respite is but a small favour for them to grant, except I am to be refused every-thing I ask: But it is of the highest import to my peace of mind. Procure it for me, therefore, dear Sir, and you will exceedingly oblige
Your dutiful, tho' greatly afflicted, Niece,
Cl. Harlowe.
I sent this down: My uncle was not gone: And he now stays to know the result of the question put to me in the inclosed answer, which he has given to mine:
Your going to your uncle's was absolutely concluded upon for next Thursday. Nevertheless, your mamma, seconded by Mr. Solmes, pleaded so strongly to indulge you, that your request for a delay will be comply'd with, upon one condition; and whether for a fortnight, or a shorter time, that will depend upon yourself. If you refuse this condition, your mamma declares, she will give over all further intercession for you. -Nor do you deserve this favour, as you put it upon our relenting, not your own.
This condition is, That you admit of a visit from Mr. Solmes, for one hour, in company of your brother, your sister, or your uncle Antony, choose which you will.
If you comply not, you go next Thursday to a house which is become so strangely odious to you of late, whether you get ready to go, or not. Answer therefore directly to the point. No evasion. Name your day and hour. Mr. Solmes will neither eat you, nor drink you. Let us see, whether we are to be comply'd with in any thing, or not.
John Harlowe.
After a very little deliberation, I resolved to consent to this condition. All I fear is, that Mr. Lovelace's intelligencer may inform him of it; and that his apprehensions upon it may make him take some desperate resolution: Especially as now (having more time give me, here) I think to write to him to suspend the interview he is possibly so sure of. I sent down the following to my uncle:
Honoured Sir,
Altho' I see not what end the proposed condition can answer, I comply with it. I wish I could with every thing expected of me. If I must name one, in whose company I am to see the gentleman, and that one not my mamma, whose presence I could wish to be honoured by on the occasion, let my uncle, if he pleases, be the person. If I must name the day (a long day, I doubt, will not be permitted me), let it be next Tuesday. The hour, four in the afternoon. Then place, either the ivy-summer-house, or in the little parlour I used to be permitted to call mine.
Be pleased, Sir, nevertheless, to prevail upon my mamma to vouchsafe me her presence on the occasion. I am, Sir,
Your ever-dutiful
Cl. Harlowe.
A reply is just sent me. I thought it became my averseness to this meeting, to name a distant day: But I did not expect they would have comply'd with it. So here is one week gain'd! -This is it:
You have done well to comply. We are willing to think the best of every slight instance of your duty. Yet have you seem'd to consider the day as an evil day, and so put it far off. This nevertheless is granted you, as no time need to be lost, if you are as generous after the day, as we are condescending before it. Let me advise you, not to harden your mind; nor take up your resolution beforehand. Mr. Solmes has more awe, and even terror, at the thoughts of seeing you, than you can have at the thoughts of seeing him. His motive is Love; let not yours be Hatred. My brother Antony will be present, in hopes you will deserve well of him, by behaving well to the friend of the family. See you use him as such. Your mamma had permission to be there, if she thought fit: But says, she would not, for a thousand pounds, unless you would encourage her beforehand, as she wishes to be encouraged. One hint I am to give you, mean time. It is this: To make a discreet use of your pen and ink. Methinks a young creature of niceness should be less ready to write to one man, when she is designed to be another's.
This compliance, I hope, will produce greater; and then the peace of the family will be restored: Which is what is heartily wished by
Your loving Uncle,
John Harlowe.
Unless it be to the purpose our hearts are set upon, you need not write again.
This man have more terror at seeing me, than I can have at seeing him! -How can that be? If he had half as much, he would not wish to see me! -His motive Love! -Yes indeed! Love of himself! -He knows no other! -For Love, that deserves the name, seeks the satisfaction of the beloved object, more than its own! -Weighed in this scale, what a profanation is this man guilty of!
Not to take up my resolution beforehand! -That advice comes too late!
But I must make a discreet use of my pen. That, I doubt, as they have managed it, in the sense they mean it, is as much out of my power, as the other.
But to write to one man, when I am designed for another! What a shocking expression is That!
Repenting of my appointment with Mr. Lovelace, before I had this favour granted me, you may believe I hesitated not a moment about revoking it now, that I had gained such a respite. Accordingly, I wrote, 'That I found it inconvenient to meet him, as I had intended: That the risque I should run of a discovery, and the mischiefs that might flow from it, could not be justified by any end that such a meeting could answer: That I found one certain servant more in my way, when I took my morning and evening airings, than any other: That he knew not but that the person who might betray the secrets of a family to him, might be equally watchful to oblige those whom he ought to oblige; and so, if opportunity were given him, might betray me, or him, to them: That I had not been used to a conduct so faulty, as to lay myself at the mercy of servants: And was sorry he had measures to pursue, that made steps necessary in his own opinion, which, in mine, were very culpable, and which no end could justify: That things drawing towards a crisis between me and my friends, an interview could avail nothing; especially as the method by which this correspondence was carried on, was not suspected, and he could write all that was in his mind to write: That I expected to be at liberty to judge of what was proper and fit upon this occasion: Especially as he might be assured, that I would sooner choose death, than Mr. Solmes.'
Tuesday Night.
I have deposited my letter to Mr. Lovelace. Threatening as things look against me, I am much better pleased with myself, than I was before. I reckon he will be a little out of humour upon it, however. But as I reserved to myself the liberty of changing my mind; and as it is easy for him to imagine there may be reasons for it within -doors, which he cannot judge of without; and I have suggested to him some of them; I should think it strange, if he acquiesces not, on this occasion, with a chearfulness, which may shew me, that his last letter is the genuine product of his heart: For if he be really so much concerned at his past faults, as he pretends, and has for some time pretended, must he not, of course, have corrected, in some degree, the impetuosity of his temper? The first step to reformation, as I conceive, is to subdue sudden gusts of passion, from which frequently the greatest evils arise, and to learn to bear disappointments. If the irascible passions cannot be overcome, what opinion shall one have of the person's power over those to which bad habit, joined to greater temptation, gives stronger force?
Pray, my dear, be so kind, as to make inquiry by some safe hand, after the disguises Mr. Lovelace assumes at the inn he puts up at in the poor village of Neale, he calls it. If it be the same I take it to be, I never knew it was considerable enough to have a name; nor that it has an inn in it.
As he must be much there, to be so constantly near us, I would be glad to have some account of his behaviour; and what the people think of him. In such a length of time, he must give scandal, or hope of reformation. Pray, my dear, humour me, in this inquiry: I have reasons for it, which you shall be acquainted with another time, if the result of the inquiry discover them not.

### v2 LETTER XIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday Morning, Nine o'Clock.
I am just return'd from my morning walk, and already have received a letter from Mr. Lovelace in answer to mine deposited last night. He must have had pen, ink, and paper, with him; for it was written in the coppice; with this circumstance; On one knee, kneeling with the other. Not from reverence to the written-to, however, as you'll find.
Well are we instructed early to keep this sex at a distance. An undesigning open heart, where it is loth to disoblige, is easily drawn in, I see, to oblige more than ever it designed. It is too apt to govern itself by what a bold spirit is encouraged to expect of it. It is very difficult for a good natured young person to give a negative where it disesteems not.
One's heart may harden and contract, as one gains experience, and when we have smarted perhaps for our easy folly: And so it ought, or it would be upon very unequal terms with the world.
Excuse these grave reflections. This man has vex'd me heartily. I see his gentleness was art; fierceness, and a temper like what I have been too much used to at home, are nature in him. In the mind I am in, nothing shall ever make me forgive him, since there can be no good reason for his impatience on an expectation given with reserve, and absolutely revocable. -I so much to suffer thro' him; yet, to be treated as if I were obliged to bear insults from him!-
But here you will be pleased to read his letter; which I shall inclose.
To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Good God!
What is now to become of me! -How shall I support this disappointment! -No new cause! -On one knee, kneeling with the other, I write! - My feet benumbed with midnight wanderings thro' the heaviest dews, that ever fell: My wig and my linen dripping with the hoar-frost dissolving on them! -Day but just breaking-Sun not risen to exhale- May it never rise again! -Unless it bring healing and comfort to a benighted soul! -In proportion to the joy you had inspired (ever lovely promiser!), in such proportion is my anguish!
And are things drawing towards a crisis between your friends and you? -Is not this a reason for me to expect, the rather to expect, the promised interview?
Can I write all that is in my mind, say you? - Impossible! -Not the hundredth part of what is in my mind, and in my apprehension, can I write!
O the wavering, the changeable sex! -But can Miss Clarissa Harlowe-
Forgive me, Madam! -I know not what I write! -Yet, I must, I do, insist upon your promise-Or that you will condescend to find better excuses for the failure-Or convince me, that stronger reasons are imposed upon you, than those you offer. -A promise once given; upon deliberation given!-the promise-ed only can dispense with;-or some very apparent necessity imposed upon the promise-er, which leaves no power to perform it.
The first promise you ever made me! Life and Death, perhaps, depending upon it-My heart desponding from the barbarous methods resolved to be taken with you, in malice to me!
You would sooner choose death than Solmes (How my soul spurns the competition!) O my beloved creature, what are these but words! -Whose words? -Sweet and ever-adorable-What? -Promise-breaker-must I call you? -How shall I believe the asseveration (your supposed Duty in the question! Persecution so flaming! Hatred to me so strongly avow'd!) after this instance of your so lightly dispensing with your promise!
If, my dearest life! you would prevent my distraction, or, at least distracted consequences, renew the promised hope! -My fate is indeed upon its crisis.
Forgive me; dearest creature, forgive me! -I know I have written in too much anguish of mind! -Writing this, in the same moment that the just-dawning light has imparted to me the heavy disappointment!
I dare not re-peruse what I have written. -I must deposite it-It may serve to shew you my distracted apprehensions, that This disappointment is but a prelude to the greatest of All. -Nor, having here, any other paper, am I able to write again, if I would, on this gloomy spot. Gloomy is my soul; and all nature round me partakes of my gloom! -I trust it, therefore, to your goodness! If its fervor excites your displeasure, rather than your pity, you wrong my passion; and I shall be ready to apprehend, that I am intended to be the sacrifice of more miscreants than one! -Have patience with me, dearest creature! -I mean Solmes, and your Brother only-But, if, exerting your usual generosity, you will excuse and re-appoint, may That God, whom you profess to serve, and who is the God of Truth and of Promises, protect and bless you, for both; and for restoring to Himself, and to Hope,
Your ever-adoring, yet
almost desponding
Lovelace!
Ivy-Cavern in the Coppice-day but just breaking.
This is the Answer I shall return.
Wednesday Morning.
I am amazed, Sir, at the freedom of your reproaches. Pressed and teazed, against convenience and inclination to give you a private meeting, am I to be thus challeng'd and upbraided, and my Sex reflected upon, because I thought it prudent to change my mind? -A liberty I had reserved to myself, when I made the appointment, as you call it. I wanted not instances of your impatient spirit to other people: yet may it be happy for me, that I have this new one; which shews, that you can as little spare me, when I pursue the dictates of my own reason, as you do others, for acting up to theirs. Two motives you must be governed by in this excess. The one my easiness; the other your own presumption. Since you think you have found out the first, and have shewn so much of the last upon it, I am too much alarmed, not to wish and desire, that your letter of this day may conclude all the trouble you have had from, or for,
Your humble Servant,
Cl. Harlowe.
I believe, my dear, I may promise myself your approbation, whenever I write or speak with spirit, be it to whom it will. Indeed, I find but too much reason to exert it, since I have to deal with people, who measure their conduct to me, not by what is fit or decent, right or wrong, but by what they think my temper will bear. I have, till very lately, been praised for mine; but it has always been by those who never gave me opportunity to return the compliment to themselves: Some people have acted, as if they thought forbearance on one side absolutely necessary for them and me, to be upon good terms together; and in this case have ever taken care rather to owe that obligation than to lay it. You have hinted to me, that resentment is not natural to my temper, and that therefore it must soon subside. It may be so, with respect to my relations: But not to Mr. Lovelace, I assure you.
Wednesday Noon, March 29.
We cannot always answer for what we can do: But to convince you, that I can keep my above resolution, with regard to This Lovelace, angry as my letter is, and three hours as it is since it was written; I assure you, that I repent it not, nor will soften it, altho' I find it is not taken away. And yet I hardly ever before did any-thing in anger, that I did not repent in half an hour; and question myself in less than that time, whether I was right or wrong.
In this respite till Tuesday, I have a little time to look about me, as I may say, and consider of what I have to do, and can do. And Mr. Lovelace's insolence will make me go very home with myself. Not that I think I can conquer my aversion to Mr. Solmes. I am sure I cannot. But, if I absolutely break with Mr. Lovelace, and give my friends convincing proofs of it, who knows but they will restore me to their favour, and let their views in relation to the other man go off by degrees? -Or, at least, that I may be safe till my cousin Morden arrives: To whom, I think, I will write; and the rather, as Mr. Lovelace has assured me, that my friends have written to him to make good their side of the question.
But, with all my courage, I am exceedingly apprehensive about Tuesday next, and about what may result from my stedfastness; for stedfast I am sure I shall be. They are resolved, I am told, to try every means to induce me to comply with what they are determin'd upon. I am resolved to do the like, to avoid what they would force me to do. A dreadful contention between parents and child! -Each hoping to leave the other without excuse, whatever the consequence may be.
What can I do? Advise me, my dear! Something is strangely wrong somewhere! to make parents, the most indulgent till now, seem cruel in a child's eye; and a daughter, till within these few weeks, thought unexceptionably dutiful, appear, in their judgment, a rebel! -O my ambitious and violent brother! - What may he have to answer for to both!-
Be pleased to remember, my dear, that your last favour was dated on Saturday. This is Wednesday: And none of mine have been taken away since. Don't let me want your advice. My situation is extremely difficult. -But I am sure you love me still: And not the less on that account. Adieu, my beloved friend.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XX.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Morning, Day-break, March 30.
An accident has occasioned my remissness, as, till you know it, you may justly think my silence.
My mamma was sent for on Sunday night, with the utmost earnestness, by her cousin Larkin, whom I mentioned in one of my former.
This poor woman was always afraid of Death, and was one of those weak persons who imagine that the making of their Will must be an undoubted forerunner of it.
She had always said, when urged to the necessary work, That whenever she made it, she should not live long after; and, one would think, imagined she was under an obligation to prove her words: For, tho' she had been long bed-rid, and was, in a manner, worn out before, yet she thought herself better, till she was persuaded to make it: And from that moment, remembering what she used to prognosticate (her fears helping on what she feared, as is often the case, particularly in the Small-Pox), grew worse; and had it in her head once to burn her Will, in hopes to grow better upon it.
She sent my mamma word, That the Doctors had given her over: But that she could not die till she saw her. I told my mamma, That if she wish'd her a chance for recovery, she should not, for that reason, go. But go she would; and, what was worse, would make me go with her; and that, at an hour's warning [Had there been more time for argumentation, to be sure I had not gone!] for she said nothing of it to me, till she was rising in the morning early, resolving to return at night. So that there was a kind of necessity, that my preparation to obey her, should, in a manner, accompany her command. -A command so much out of the way, on such a solemn occasion! And this I represented-But to no purpose: -There never was such a contradicting girl in the world-My wisdom always made her a fool! -But she would be obliged this time, proper or improper.
I have but one way of accounting for this sudden whim of my mamma-She had a mind to accept of Mr. Hickman's offer to escorte her: -And I verily believe [I wish I were quite sure of it] had a mind to oblige him with my company-as far as I know, to keep me out of worse.
For, would you believe it? -As sure as you are alive, she is afraid for her favourite Hickman, because of the long visit your Lovelace, tho' so much by accident, made me in her absence, last time she was at the same place. I hope, my dear, you are not jealous too. But, indeed, I now and then, when she teazes me with praises which Hickman cannot deserve, in return, fall to praising those qualities and personalities in Lovelace, which the other never will have. Indeed I do love to teaze a little bit, that I do. -My mamma's girl! -I had like to have said.
As you know she is as passionate, as I am pert, you will not wonder to be told, that we generally fall out on these occasions: She flies from me, at the long run: It would be undutiful in me to leave her first-And then I get an opportunity to pursue our correspondence.
For, now I am rambling, let me tell you, that she does not much favour that;-for two reasons, I believe: One, that I don't shew her all that passes between us; the other, That she thinks I harden your mind against your duty, as it is called; and with her, for a reason at home, as I have hinted more than once, parents cannot do wrong; children cannot oppose, and be right. This obliges me now-and-then to steal an hour, as I may say, and not let her know how I am employ'd.
You may guess from what I have written, how averse I was to comply with this stretch of motherly authority, made so much against rhyme and reason. -But it came to be a test of duty; so I was obliged to yield, tho' with a full persuasion of being in the right.
I have always your reproofs upon these occasions: In your late letters stronger than ever. A good reason why, you'll say, Because more deserved than ever. I thank you kindly for your correction. I hope to make cor-rection of it-But let me tell you, that your stripes, whether deserved or not, have made me sensible deeper than the skin-But of this another time.
It was Monday afternoon before we reached the old gentlewoman's. That fiddling, parading fellow, you know who I mean, made us wait for him two hours (and I to go a journey I disliked!) only for the sake of having a little more tawdry upon his housings; which he had hurry'd his saddler to put on, to make him look fine, being to escorte his dear Madam Howe, and her fair daughter. -I told him, that I supposed he was afraid, that the double solemnity in the case, that of the visit to a dying woman, and that of his own countenance, would give him the appearance of an undertaker; to avoid which, he ran into as bad an extreme, and I doubted would be taken for a mountebank.
The man was confounded. He took it as strongly, as if his conscience gave assent to the justice of the remark. -Otherwise, he would have borne it better: For he is used enough to this sort of treatment. I thought he would have cry'd. I have heretofore observed, that on this side of the contract, he seems to be a mighty meek sort of creature. -And tho' I should like it in him hereafter, perhaps, yet I can't help despising him a little in my heart for it now. I believe, my dear, we all love your blustering fellows best; could we but direct the bluster, and bid it roar when, and at whom, we pleased.
The poor man looked at my mamma. She was so angry [My airs upon it, and my opposition to the journey, having all helped], that for half the way she would not speak to me. And when she did, it was, I wish I had not brought you! -You know not what it is to condescend. It is my fault, not Mr. Hickman's, that you are here, so much against your will. -Have you no eyes for this side of the chariot?
And then he far'd the better from her, as he always does, for faring worse from me: For there was, how do you now, Sir? And how do you now, Mr. Hickman? as he ambled now on this side of the chariot, now on that, stealing a prim look at me; her head half out of the chariot, kindly smiling as if marry'd to the man but a fortnight herself: While I always saw something to divert myself, on the side of the chariot where the honest man was not, were it but old Robin at a distance, on his Roan Keffel.
Our courtship-days, they say, are our best days. Favour destroys courtship. Distance increases it. Its essence is distance. And to see how familiar these men-wretches grow upon a smile, what an awe they are struck into when one frowns! Who would not make them stand off? Who would not enjoy a power, that is to be so short-lived?
Don't chide me one bit for this, my dear. It is in nature. I can't help it: Nay, for that matter, I love it, and wish not to help it. So spare your gravity, I beseech you on this subject. I set not up for a perfect character. The man will bear it. And what need you care? My mamma over-balances all he suffers: And if he thinks himself unhappy, he ought never to be otherwise.
Then, did he not deserve a fit of the sullens, think you, to make us lose our dinner, for his parade, since in so short a journey one would not bait, and lose the opportunity of coming back that night, had the old gentlewoman's condition permitted it? To say nothing of being the cause, that my mamma was in the glout with her poor daughter all the way.
At our alighting I gave him another dab; but it was but a little one. Yet the manner, and the air, made up (as I intended they should) for that defect. My mamma's hand was kindly put into his, with a simpering altogether bridal; and with another, How do you now, Sir? -All his plump muscles were in motion, and a double charge of care and obsequiousness fidgetted up his whole form, when he offer'd to, me his officious palm. My mamma, when I was a girl, always bid me hold up my head. I just then remember'd her commands, and was dutiful: I never held up my head so high. With an averted supercilious eye, and a rejecting hand, half-flourishing- I have no need of help, Sir! -You are in my way.
He ran back, as if on wheels; with a face excessively mortify'd: I had thoughts else to have follow'd the too gentle touch, with a declaration, that I had as many hands and feet as himself: But this would have been telling him a piece of news, as to the latter, that I hope, he had not the presumption to guess at.
We found the poor woman, as we thought, at the last gasp. Had we come sooner, we could not have got away, as we intended, that night. You see I am for excusing the man all I can; and yet, I assure you, I have not so much as a conditional liking to him. My mamma sat up most part of the night, expecting every hour would have been her poor cousin's last. I bore her company till two.
I never saw the approaches of death in a grown person before; and was extremely shock'd. Death, to one in health, is a very terrible thing. We pity the person for what she suffers: And we pity ourselves for what we must some time hence, in like sort, suffer; and so are doubly affected.
She held out till Tuesday morning, eleven; and having told my mamma, that she had left her an executrix, and her and me rings and mourning; we were employ'd all that day, in matters of the Will; [By which my cousin Jenny Fynnett is handsomely provided for]; so that it was Wednesday morning early, before we set out on our return.
It is true, we got home (having no housings to stay for) by noon: But tho' I sent Robin away before he alitt; and he brought me back a whole packet, down to the same Wednesday noon; yet was I really so fatigued (and shock'd, as I must own, at the hard death of the old gentlewoman); my mamma likewise [who has no reason to dislike this world] being indisposed from the same occasion; that I could not set about writing, time enough, for Robin's return that night.
But having recruited my spirits, my mamma having also had a good night, I arose with the dawn, to write this, and get it dispatched time enough for your breakfast-airing; that your suspense may be as short as possible.
I will soon follow This with another. I will employ a person directly to find out how Lovelace behaves himself at his inn. Such a busy spirit must be traceable.
But, perhaps, my dear, you are indifferent now about him, or his employments; for this request was made before he mortally offended you. Nevertheless, I will have inquiry made. The result, it is very probable, will be of use to confirm you in your present unforgiving temper. -And yet, if the poor man [Shall I pity him for you, my dear?] should be depriv'd of the greatest blessing any man on earth can receive, and which he has the presumption, with so little merit, to aspire to; he will have run great risques; caught great colds; hazarded fevers; sustained the highest indignities; brav'd the inclemencies of skies, and all for-nothing! -Will not this move your generosity (if nothing else) in his favour? -Poor Mr. Lovelace!-
I would occasion no throb; nor half-throb; no flash of sensibility, like lightning darting in, and as soon suppress'd, by a discretion that no one of the Sex ever before could give such an example of-I would not, I say; and yet, for a trial of you to yourself, rather than as an impertinent overflow of raillery in your friend, as money-takers try a suspected guinea by the sound, let me, on such a supposition, sound you, by repeating, Poor Mr. Lovelace!-
And now, my dear, how is it with you? How do you now, as my mamma says to Mr. Hickman, when her pert daughter has made him look sorrowful?

### v2 LETTER XXI.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Morning.
I will now take some notice of your last favour. But being so far behind-hand with you, must be brief.
In the first place, as to your reproofs, thus shall I discharge myself of that part of my subject: Is it likely, think you, that I should avoid deserving them now-and-then, occasionally, when I admire the manner in which you give me your rebukes, and love you the better for them? And when you are so well intitled to give them? For what faults can you possibly have, unless your relations are so kind as to find you a few to keep their many in countenance? -But, They are as kind to me in This, as to you; for I may venture to affirm, That any one who should read your letters, and would say, you were right, would not, on reading mine, condemn me for being quite wrong.
Your resolution, not to leave your father's house, is right-if you can stay in it, and avoid being Solmes's wife.
I think you answer'd Solmes's letter, as I should have answer'd it. -Will you not compliment me and yourself at once; by saying, that That was right?
You have, in your letters to your uncle, and the rest, done all that you ought to do. You are wholly guiltless of the consequence, be it what it will. To offer to give up your estate! -That would not I have done! -You see, this offer stagger'd them: They took time to consider of it: They made my heart ake in the time they took: I was afraid they would have taken you at your word: And so, but for shame, and for fear of Lovelace, I dare say, they would. -You are too noble by half for them. This, I repeat, is an offer I would not have made. Let me beg of you, my dear, never to repeat the temptation to them.
I freely own to you, that their usage of you upon it, and Lovelace's different behaviour in his letter received at the same time, would have made me his, past redemption. The duce take the man, I was going to say, for not having had so much regard to his character and morals, as would have intirely justify'd such a step in a Clarissa Harlowe, persecuted as she is!
I wonder not at your appointment with him. I may further touch upon some part of this subject by-and-by.
Pray, pray, I pray you now, my dearest friend, contrive to send your Betty Barnes to me! -Does the Coventry-act extend to women, know ye? - The least I would do, should be, to send her home well soused in, and dragged thro', our deepest horsepond. I'll engage, if I get her hither, that she shall keep the anniversary of her deliverance as long as she lives.
I wonder not at Lovelace's saucy answer, saucy as it really is. If he loves you as he ought, he must be vex'd at so great a disappointment. The man must have been a detestable hypocrite, I think, had he not shewn his vexation. Your expectations of such a Christian command of temper in him, in a disappointment of this nature especially, are too early, by almost half a century, in a man of his constitution. But, nevertheless, I am very far from blaming you for your resentment.
I shall be all impatience to know how this matter ends between you and him. But a few inches of brick-wall between you so lately; and now such mountains! -And you think to hold it! -May be so!-
You see the temper he shew'd in his preceding letter was not natural to him, you say. And did you before think it was? Insolent creepers and insinuators! Inch-allow'd, ell-taking incroachers! - This very Hickman, I make no doubt, will be as saucy as your Lovelace, if ever he dare. He has not half the arrogant bravery of the other, and can better hide his horns; that's all. But whenever he has the power, depend upon it, he will butt at one as valiantly as the other.
If ever I should be persuaded to have him, I shall watch how the imperative Husband comes upon him; how the obsequious Lover goes off; in short, how he ascends, and how I descend, in the matrimonial wheel, never to take my turn again, but by fits and starts, like the feeble struggles of a sinking state for is dying liberty.
All good-natured men are passionate, says Mr. Lovelace. A pretty plea to a beloved object in the plenitude of her power! As much as to say, Greatly as I value you, Madam, I will not take pains to curb my passions to oblige you. -Methinks, I should be glad to hear from Mr. Hickman such a plea for good-nature as this!
Indeed, we are too apt to make allowances for such tempers as early indulgence has made uncontroulable; and therefore habitually evil. But if a boistrous temper, when under obligation, is to be thus allowed for, what, which the tables are turned, will it expect? You know a husband, who, I fancy, had some of these early allowances made for him: And you see, that neither himself, nor any-body else, is the happier for it!
The suiting of the tempers of two persons who are to come together, is a great matter: And yet there should be boundaries fixed between them, by consent, as it were, beyond which neither should go: And each should hold the other to it; or there would probably be incroachments in both. If the boundaries of the Three Estates that constitute our Political Union were not known, and occasionally asserted, what would become of each? The two branches of the Legislature would incroach upon each other; and the Executive power would swallow up both.
If two persons of discretion, you'll say, come tother-
Ay, my dear, that's true: But, if none but persons of discretion were to marry-And would it not surprise you if I were to advance, that the persons of discretion are generally single? -Such persons are apt to consider too much, to resolve. -Are not you and I complimented as such? -And would either of us marry, if the fellows, and our friends, would let us alone?
But to the former point;-Had Lovelace made his addresses to me (unless, indeed, I had been taken with a liking for him more than conditional), I would have forbid him, upon the first passionate instance of his good-nature, as he calls it, ever to see me more: 'Thou must bear with me, honest friend, might I have said (had I condescended to say any thing to him), an hundred times more than This: -Begone, therefore;-I bear with no passions that are predominant to That thou hast pretended for me.'
But to one of your mild and gentle temper, it would be all one, were you marry'd, whether the man be a Lovelace or a Hickman in his spirit. -You are so obediently principled, that perhaps you would have told a mild man, that he must not intreat, but command; and that it was beneath him not to exact from you the obedience you had so solemnly vow'd to him at the altar. -I know of old, my dear, your meek regard to that little piddling part of the marriage-vow, which some prerogative-monger foisted into the office, to make That a duty, which he knew was not a right.
Our way of training-up, you say, makes us need the protection of the brave: Very true: And how extremely brave and gallant is it, that this brave man will free us from all insults, but Those which will go nearest to us; that is to say, His own!
How artfully has Lovelace, in the abstract you give me of one of his letters, calculated to your meridian; Generous spirits hate compulsion! -He is certainly a deeper creature by much than once we thought him. He knows, as you intimate, that his own wild pranks cannot be concealed; and so owns just enough to palliate (because it teaches you not to be surprised at) any new one, that may come to your ears; and then, truly, he is (however faulty) a mighty ingenuous man; and by no means an hypocrite: A character, when found out, the most odious of all others, to our sex, in the other; were it only because it teaches us to doubt the justice of the praises such a man gives us, when we are willing to believe them to be our due.
By means of this supposed ingenuity, Lovelace obtains a praise, instead of a merited dispraise; and, like an absolved confessionaire, wipes off, as he goes along, one score, to begin another: For an eye favourable to him will not magnify his faults; nor will a woman, willing to hope the best, forbear to impute to ill-will and prejudice all that charity can make so imputable. And if she even give credit to such of the unfavourable imputations, as may be too flagrant to be doubted; she will be very apt to take in the future hope, which he inculcates, and which to question would be to question her own power, and perhaps merit: And thus may a woman be inclined to make a slight, or even a fancied, virtue atone for the most glaring vice.
I have a reason, a new one, for this preachment upon a text you have given me. But, till I am better inform'd, I will not explain myself. If it come out, as I shrewdly suspect it will, the man, my dear, is a devil; and you must rather think of-I protest I had like to have said-Solmes, than him.
But let This be as it will, shall I tell you, how, after all his offences, he may creep in with you again?
I will. -Thus then: It is but to claim for himself the good-natur'd character: And This, granted, will blot out the fault of passionate insolence: And so he will have nothing to do, but This hour to accustom you to insult; the Next, to bring you to forgive him, upon his submission: The consequence will be, that he will, by this see-saw teazing, break your resentment all to pieces: And then, a little more of the insult, and a little less of the submission, on his part, will go down, till nothing else but the first will be seen, and not a bit of the second: You will then be afraid to provoke so offensive a spirit; and at last will be brought so prettily, and so audibly, to pronounce the little reptile word Obey, that it will do one's heart good to hear you. The Muscovite wife takes place of the managed mistress. -And, if you doubt the progression, be pleased, my dear, to take your mamma's judgment upon it.
But no more of This just now. Your story is become too arduous to dwell upon these sort of topics. And yet this is but an affected levity with me. My heart, as I have heretofore said, is a sincere sharer in all your distresses. My sunshine darts but thro' a drizly cloud. My eye, were you to see it, when it seems to you so gladden'd, as you mention in a former, is more than ready to overflow, even at the very passages, perhaps, upon which you impute to me the archness of exultation.
But now the unheard of cruelty and perverseness of some of your friends [Relations, I should say; I am always blundering thus!]; the as strange determinedness of others; your present quarrel with Lovelace; and your approaching interview with Solmes, from which you are right to apprehend a great deal; are such considerable circumstances in your story, that it is fit they should ingross all my attention.
You ask me to advise you how to behave upon Solmes's visit. I cannot for my life. I know they expect a great deal from it: You had not else had your long day comply'd with. All I will say is, That if Solmes cannot be prevailed for, now, that Lovelace has so much offended you, he never will. When the interview is over, I doubt not but that I shall have reason to say, that All you did, that All you said, was right, and could not be better: Yet, if I don't think so, I won't say so; that I promise you.
Only, let me advise you, to pull up a spirit, even to your uncle, if there be occasion. Resent the vile and foolish treatment you meet with, in which he has taken so large a share, and make him asham'd of it, if you can.
I know not, upon recollection, but This interview may be a good thing for you, however design'd. For when Solmes sees (if that is to be so), that it is impossible he should succeed with you; and your relations see it too; the one must, I think, recede, and the other come to terms with you; upon offers, that it is my opinion, will go hard enough with you to comply with; when the still harder are dispensed with.
There are several passages in your last letters, as well as in your former, which authorize me to say This. But it would be unseasonable to touch this subject further just now.
But, upon the whole, I have no patience to see you thus made the sport of your brother's and sister's cruelty: For what, after so much steadiness on your part, in so many trials, can be their hope?
I approve of your intention to send out of their reach all the letters and papers you would not have them see. Methinks, I would wish you to deposite likewise a parcel of cloaths, linen, &c. before your interview with Solmes; lest you should not have an opportunity for it afterwards. Robin shall fetch it away on the first orders, by day or by night.
I am in hopes to procure from my mamma, if things come to extremity, leave for you to be privately with us.
I will condition to be good-humour'd, and even kind, to Her favourite, if she will shew me an indulgence, that shall make me serviceable to Mine. It has been a good while in my head. But I cannot promise that I shall succeed in it.
Don't absolutely despair, however, my dear. Your quarrel with Lovelace may be a help to it. And the offers you made, in your answer to your uncle Harlowe's letter of Sunday night last, may be another.
I depend upon your forgiveness of all the, perhaps unseasonable, flippancies of your naturally too lively, yet most sincerely sympathizing,
Anna Howe.

### v2 LETTER XXII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, March 31.
You have very kindly accounted for your silence. People in misfortune are always in doubt. They are too apt to turn even unavoidable accidents into slights and neglects; especially in those whose favourable opinion they wish to preserve.
I am sure I ought evermore to exempt my Anna Howe from the supposed possibility of her becoming one of those who bask only in the sunshine of a friend: But nevertheless her friendship is too precious to me not to doubt my own merits on the one hand, and not to be anxious for the preservation of it, on the other.
You so generously give me liberty to chide you, that I am afraid of taking it, because I could sooner mistrust my own judgment, than that of a beloved friend, whose ingenuity in acknowleging an imputed error, sets her above the commission of a wilful one. This makes me half afraid to ask you, If you think you are not too cruel, too ungenerous shall I say, in your behaviour to a man who loves you so dearly, and is so worthy and so sincere a man?
Only it is by You, or I should be asham'd to be outdone in that true magnanimity, which makes one thankful for the wounds given by a true friend. I believe I was guilty of a petulance, which nothing but my uneasy situation can excuse; if that can. I am almost afraid to beg of you, and yet I repeatedly do, to give way to that charming spirit, whenever it rises to your pen, which smiles, yet goes to the quick of one's fault. What patient shall be afraid of a probe in so delicate a hand? -I say, I am almost afraid to pray you to give way to it, for fear you should, for that very reason, restrain it. For the edge may be taken off, if it does not make the subject of its raillery wince a little. Permitted or desired satire may be apt, in a generous satirist, mending as it raillies, to turn too soon into panegyric. Yours is intended to instruct; and tho' it bites, it pleases at the same time: No fear of a wound's rankling or festering by so delicate a point, as you carry; not invenom'd by personality, not intending to expose, or ridicule, or exasperate. -The most admired of our moderns know nothing of this art: Why? Because it must be founded in good-nature, and directed by a right heart. The man, not the fault, is the subject of their satire: And were it to be just, how should it be useful? How should it answer any good purpose? When every gash (for their weapon is a Broad-sword, not a Lancet) lets in the air of public ridicule, and exasperates where it should heal. Spare me not therefore, because I am your friend. For that very reason spare me not. I may feel your edge, fine as it is; I may be pained: You would lose your end if I were not: But after the first sensibility (as I have said more than once before), I will love you the better, and my amended heart shall be all yours; and it will then be more worthy to be yours.
You have taught me what to say to, and what to think of, Mr. Lovelace. You have, by agreeable anticipation, let me know how it is probable he will apply to me to be excus'd. I will lay every thing before you that shall pass on the occasion, if he does apply, that I may take your advice, when it can come in time; and when it cannot, that I may receive your correction, or approbation, as I may happen to merit either. -Only one thing must be allow'd for me; that whatever course I shall be permitted or be forced to steer, I must be considered, as a person out of her own direction. Tost to and fro, by the high winds of passionate controul, and, as I think, unreasonable severity, I behold the desired Port, the single state, which I would fain steer into; but am kept off by the foaming billows of a brother's and sister's envy; and by the raging winds of a supposed invaded authority; while I see in Lovelace, the Rocks on one hand, and in Solmes, the Sands on the other; and tremble, lest I should split upon the former, or strike upon the latter.
But you, my better pilot, what a charming hope do you bid me aspire to, if things come to extremity! -I will not, as you caution me, too much depend upon your success with your mamma, in my favour: For well I know her high notions of implicit duty in a child. -But yet I will hope too;-because her seasonable protection may save me perhaps from a greater rashness: And, in This case, she shall direct all my ways: I will do nothing but by her orders, and by her advice and yours: Not see any-body: Not write to any-body: Nor shall any living soul, but by her direction and yours, know where I am. In any cottage place me, I will never stir out, unless, disguised as your servant, I am now-and-then permitted an evening-walk with you: And this private protection to be granted me for no longer time than till my cousin Morden comes; which, as I hope, cannot be long.
I am afraid I must not venture to take the hint you give me, to deposite some of my cloaths; altho' I will some of my linen, as well as papers.
I will tell you why. Betty had for some time been very curious about my wardrobe, whenever I took out any of my things before her.
Observing this, I once left my keys in the locks, on taking one of my garden-airings; and on my return, surprised the creature with her hand upon the keys, as if shutting the door.
She was confounded at my sudden coming back. I took no notice: But, on her retiring, I found my cloaths did not lie in the usual order.
I doubted not, upon this, that her curiosity was an effect of their orders to her; and being afraid they would abridge me of my airings, if their suspicions were not obviated, it has ever since been my custom (among other contrivances), not only to leave my keys in the locks; but to employ the wench now-and-then, in taking out my cloaths, suit by suit, on pretence of preventing their being rumpled or creased, and to see that the flower'd silver suit did not tarnish; sometimes declaredly as a wile-away-time, having little else to do: With which employment (super-added to the delight taken by the low as well as the high of our sex in seeing fine cloaths) she seem'd always, I thought, as well pleased, as if it answer'd one of the offices she had in charge.
To this, and to the confidence they have in a spy so diligent, and to their knowing, that I have not one confidante in a family, where, I believe, nevertheless, every servant in it loves me; nor have attempted to make one; I suppose, I owe the freedom I enjoy of my airings: And, perhaps (finding I make no movements towards going off), they are the more secure, that I shall at last be prevailed upon to comply with their measures: Since they must think, that, otherwise, they give me provocations enough to take some rash step, in order to free myself from a treatment so disgraceful; and which (God forgive me, if I judge amiss!), I am afraid my brother and sister would not be sorry to drive me to take.
If therefore such a step should become necessary (which I yet hope will not!) I must be contented to go away with the cloaths I shall have on at the time. My custom to be dress'd for the day, as soon as breakfast is over, when I have had no houshold-employments to prevent me, will make such a step, if I am forced to take it, less suspected. And the linen I shall deposite, in pursuance of your kind hint, cannot be miss'd.
This custom, altho' a prisoner, as I may too truly say, and neither visited nor visiting, I continue. One owes to one's-self, and to one's sex, you know, to be always neat; and never to be surprised in a way one should be pained to be seen in.
Besides, people in adversity, which is the state of trial of every good quality, should endeavour to preserve laudable customs, that, if sunshine return, they may not be losers by their trial.
Does it not, moreover, manifest a firmness of mind, in an unhappy person, to keep hope alive?
To hope for better days, is half to deserve them: For could we have just ground for such a hope, if we did not resolve to deserve what that hope bids us aspire to? -Then, who shall befriend a person who forsakes herself? -These are reflections by which I sometimes endeavour to support myself.
I know you don't despise my grave airs, altho' (with a view, no doubt, to irradiate my mind in my misfortunes) you railly me upon them. Every-body has not your talent of introducing serious and important lessons, in such a happy manner, as at once to delight and instruct.
What a multitude of contrivances may not young people fall upon, if the mind be not engaged by acts of kindness and condescension! I am not used by my friends, of late, as I always used their servants.
When I was intrusted with the family-management, I always found it both generous and just, to repose a trust in them. Not to seem to expect or depend upon justice from them, is, in manner, to bid them take opportunities, whenever they offer, to be un-just.
Mr. Solmes (to expatiate a little on this low, but not unuseful, subject), in his more trifling solicitudes, would have had a sorry key-keeper in me. Were I mistress of a family, I would not either take to myself, or give to servants, the pain of keeping those I had reason to suspect. People low in station have often minds not sordid. -Nay, I have sometimes thought, that, even take number for number, there are more honest low people, than honest high. In the one, honesty is their chief pride. In the other, the love of power, of grandeur, of pleasure, mislead; and that love, and their ambition, induce a paramount pride, which too often swallows up the more laudable one.
Many of the former would scorn to deceive a confidence. But I have seen, among the most ignorant of their class, a susceptibility of resentment, if their honesty has been suspected: And have more than once been forced to put a servant right, whom I have heard say, That, altho' she valued herself upon her honesty, no master or mistress should suspect her for nothing.
How far has the comparison I had in my head, between my friends treatment of me, and my treatment of their servants, carried me! But we always allowed ourselves to expatiate on such subjects, whether low or high, that might tend to inlarge our minds, or mend our management, whether notional or practical, and whether they respected our present, or might respect our probable future situations.
What I was principally leading to, was to tell you, how ingenious I am in my contrivances and pretences to blind my gaoleress, and to take off the jealousy of her principals, on my going down so often into the garden and poultry-yard. People suspiciously treated never, I believe, want invention. Sometimes I want air, and am better the moment I am out of my chamber -Sometimes spirits; and then my Bantams and Pheasants, or the Cascade, divert me; the former, by their inspiriting liveliness; the latter, more solemnly, by its echoing dashings, and hollow murmurs. -Sometimes, solitude is of all things my wish, and the awful silence of the night, the spangled element, and the rising and setting sun, how promotive of contemplation! -Sometimes, when I intend nothing, and expect not letters, I am officious to take Betty with me; and at others, bespeak her attendance, when I know she is otherwise employ'd, and cannot give it me.
These moral capital artifices I branch out into lesser ones, without number. Yet all have not only the face of truth, but are real truth; altho' not the principal motive. How prompt a thing is will! What impediments does dislike furnish! -How swiftly, thro' every difficulty, do we move with the one! -How tardily with the other! -Every trifling obstruction weighing one down, as if lead were fastened to our feet!
Friday Morning, Eleven o'Clock.
I have already made up my parcel of linen; my heart aked all the time I was employ'd about it; and still akes, at the thoughts of its being a necessary precaution.
When it comes to your hands, as I hope it safely will, you will be pleased to open it. You will find in it two parcels sealed up; one of which contains the letters you have not yet seen; being those written since I left you; in the other are all the letters, and copies of letters, that have passed between you and me, since I was last with you; with some other papers, on subjects so much above me, that I cannot wish them to be seen by any-body whose indulgence I am not so sure of, as I am of yours. If my judgment ripen with my years, perhaps I may review them.
Mrs. Norton used to say, from her reverend Father, that there was one time of life for imagination and fancy to work in: Then, were the writer to lay by his works till riper years and experience should direct the fire rather to glow, than to flame out; something between both, might, perhaps, be produced, that would not displease a judicious eye.
In a third division, folded up separately, are all Mr. Lovelace's letters, since he was forbidden this house, and copies of my answers to them. I expect that you will break the seals of this parcel, and when you have perused them all, give me your free opinion of my conduct.
By the way, not a line from that man! -Not one line! -Wednesday I deposited mine. It remained there on Wednesday night. What time it was taken away yesterday I cannot tell. For I did not concern myself about it, till towards night; and then it was not there. No return at ten this day. I suppose he is as much out of humour, as I. With all my heart!
He may be mean enough, perhaps, if ever I should put it into his power, to avenge himself for the trouble he has had with me. -But that now, I dare say, I never shall.
I see what sort of a man the incroacher is. -And I hope we are equally sick of one another! -My heart is vexedly-easy, if I may so describe it. Vexedly -because of the apprehended interview with Solmes, and the consequences it may have: Or else I should be quite easy; for why? I have not deserved the usage I receive: -And could I be rid of Solmes, as I presume I am of Lovelace, their influence over my father, mother, and uncles against me, could not hold.
The five guineas ty'd up in one corner of a handkerchief under the linen, I beg you will let pass, as an acknowlegement for the trouble I give your trusty servant. You must not chide me, my dear. You know I cannot be easy, unless I have my way, in these little matters.
I was going to put up what little money I have, and some of my ornaments; but they are portable, and I cannot forget them. Besides, should they, suspecting me, desire to see any of the jewels, and were I not able to produce them, it would amount to a demonstration of an intention, which would have a guilty appearance to them.
Friday, One o'Clock, in the Woodhouse.
No letter yet from this man! -I have luckily deposited my parcel, and have your letter of last night. If Robert takes This without the parcel, pray let him return immediately for it. But he cannot miss it, I think; and must conclude that it is put there for him to take away. -You may believe, from the contents of yours, that I shall immediately write again.-
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXIII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Night, March 30.
The fruits of my inquiry after your abominable wretch's behaviour and baseness, at the paltry ale-house, which he calls an inn; prepare to hear.
Wrens and Sparrows are not too ignoble a quarry for this villainous goshawk! -His assiduities; his watchings; his nightly risques; the inclement weather he travels in; must not be all placed to your account. He has opportunities of making every thing light to him of that sort. A sweet pretty girl, I am told: -Innocent till he went thither-Now! -Ah! poor girl!-who knows what?
But just turn'd of Seventeen! -His friend and brother Rake; a man of humour and intrigue, as I am told, to share the social bottle with. And sometimes another disguised Rake or two. No sorrow comes near their hearts. Be not disturbed, my dear, at his hoarsenesses. His pretty Betsey, his Rose-bud, as the vile wretch calls her, can hear all he says.
He is very fond of her. They say she is innocent even yet! -Her father, her grandmother, believe her to be so. He is to fortune her out to a young lover! -Ah! the poor young lover! -Ah! the poor simple girl!
Mr. Hickman tells me, that he heard in town, that he used to be often at Plays, and at the Opera, with women; and every time with a different one! -Ah! my sweet friend! -But I hope he is nothing to you, if all this were truth-But this intelligence will do his business, if you had been ever so good friends before.
A vile wretch! Cannot such purity in pursuit, in view, restrain him? But I leave him to you! -There can be no hope of him. More of a fool, than of such a one. Yet I wish I may be able to snatch the poor young creature out of his villainous paws. I have laid a scheme to do so; if indeed she is hitherto innocent and heart-free.
He appears to the people as a military man, in disguise, secreting himself on account of a duel fought in town; the adversary's life in suspense. They believe he is a great man. His friend passes for an inferior officer; upon a foot of freedom with him: He, accompany'd by a third man, who is a sort of subordinate companion to the second. The wretch himself but with one servant. O my dear! How pleasantly can these devils, as I must call them, pass their time, while our gentle bosoms heave with pity for their supposed sufferings for us!
I am just now inform'd, that, at my desire, I shall see this girl, and her father: I will sift them thoroughly. I shall soon find out such a simple thing as This, if he has not corrupted her already-And if he has, I shall soon find that out too. -If more Art than Nature in either her or her father, I shall give them both up-But, depend upon it, the girl's undone.
He is said to be fond of her. -He places her at the upper end of his table-He sets her a-pratling. -He keeps his friend at a distance from her. -She prates away. -He admires for nature all she says. -Once was heard to call her charming little creature! -An hundred has he called so no doubt. -Puts her upon singing-Praises her wild note. -O my dear, the girl's undone!-must be undone! -The man, you know, is Lovelace-Let 'em bring Wyerley to you, if they will have you marry'd-Any-body but Solmes and Lovelace be yours! -So advises
Your
Anna Howe.
My dearest friend, consider this ale-house as his garison. Him as an enemy. His brother-rakes as his assistants and abetters: Would not your brother, would not your uncles, tremble, if they knew how near them, as they pass to and fro! -I am told, he is resolv'd you shall not be carry'd to your uncle Antony's. -What can you do, with, or without such an enterprizing-
Fill up the blank I leave. -I cannot find a word bad enough.

### v2 LETTER XXIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, Three o'Clock.
You incense, alarm, and terrify me, at the same time! Hasten, my dearest friend, hasten to me, what further intelligence you can gather about this vilest of men!
But never talk of innocence, of simplicity, and this unhappy girl together! Must she not know, that such a man as That, dignify'd in his very aspect; and no disguise able to conceal his being of condition-must mean too much, when he places her at the upper end of his table, and calls her by such tender names? - Would a girl, modest as simple, above Seventeen, be set a singing at the pleasure of such a man as That? A stranger, and professedly in disguise! -Would her father and grandmother, if honest people, and careful of their simple girl, permit such freedoms?
Keep his friend at distance from her! -To be sure his designs are villainous, if they have not been already effected.
Warn, my dear, if not too late, the unthinking father, of his child's danger. -There cannot be a father in the world, who would fell his child's virtue. -No mother! -The poor thing!
I long to hear the result of your intelligence. You shall see the simple creature, you tell me. -Let me know what sort of a girl it is. -A sweet pretty girl, you say. -A sweet pretty girl, my dear! -They are sweet, pretty words from your pen. But are they yours, or his, of her? -If she be so simple, if she have Ease and Nature in her manner, in her speech, and warbles prettily her wild notes [How affectingly you mention this simple Thing, my dear!] why, such a girl as That, must engage such a profligate wretch, as now, indeed, I doubt this man is; accustom'd, perhaps, to town-women, and their confident ways! - Must deeply, and for a long season, engage him! Since, perhaps, when her innocence is departed, she will endeavour by art to supply the natural charms that engaged him.
Fine hopes of such a wretch's reformation! -I would not, my dear, for the world, have any thing to say-But I need not make resolutions. -I have not open'd, nor will I open, his letter. -A sycophant creature! -With his hoarsenesses-got, perhaps, by a midnight revel, singing to his wild-note singer. -And only increased in the coppice!
To be already on a foot! -In his esteem, I mean, my dear. -For myself, I despise him. -I hate myself almost for writing so much about him, and of such a simpleton as This sweet pretty girl: But nothing can be either sweet or pretty, that is not modest, that is not virtuous.
This vile Joseph Leman had given a hint to Betty, and she to me, as if Lovelace would be found out to be a very bad man, at a place where he had been lately seen in disguise. But he would see further, he said, before he told her more; and she promised secrecy, in hope to get at further intelligence. I thought it could be no harm, to get you to inform yourself, and me, of what could be gather'd. And now I see, his enemies are but too well warranted in their reports of him: And, if the ruin of this poor young creature is his aim, and if he had not known her, but for his visits to Harlowe-place, I shall have reason to be doubly concerned for her; and doubly incensed against so vile a man. I think I hate him worse than I do Solmes himself. -But I will not add one other word about him; after I have wished to know, as soon as possible, what further occurs from your inquiry;-because I shall not open his letter till then; and because then, if it come out, as I dare say it will, I'll directly put the letter unopen'd into the place I took it from, and never trouble myself more about him. Adieu, my dearest friend.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Friday Noon, March 31.
Justice obliges me to forward This after my last, on the wings of the wind, as I may say. -I really believe the man is innocent. Of this one accusation, I think, he must be acquitted; and I am sorry I was so forward in dispatching away my intelligence by halves.
I have seen the girl. She is really a very pretty, a very neat, and what is still a greater beauty, a very innocent young creature. He who could have ruin'd such an undesigning home-bred, must have been indeed infernally wicked. Her father is an honest simple man; intirely satisfy'd with his child, and with her new acquaintance.
I am almost afraid for your heart, when I tell you, that I find, now I have got to the bottom of this inquiry, something noble come out in this Lovelace's favour.
The girl is to be marry'd next week; and This promoted and brought about by him. He is resolv'd, her father says, to make one couple happy, and wishes he could make more so. [There's for you, my dear!] And having taken a liking also to the young fellow whom she professes to love, he has given her an hundred pounds: The grandmother actually has it in her hands, to answer to the like sum, given to the youth by one of his own relations: While Mr. Lovelace's companion, attracted by the example, has presented twenty-five guineas to the father, who is poor, towards cloaths to equip the pretty Rustic.
They were desirous, the poor man says, when they first came, of appearing beneath themselves; but now he knows the one (but mention'd it in confidence) to be Colonel Barrow, the other Capt. Sloane. The Colonel he owns, was at first, very sweet upon his girl: But upon her grandmother's begging of him to spare her innocence, he vow'd, that he never would offer any thing but good counsel to her; and had kept to his word: And the pretty fool acknowleged, that she never could have been better instructed by the minister himself from the Bible-Book! -The girl, I own, pleased me so well, that I made her visit to me worth her while.
But what, my dear, will become of us now? - Lovelace not only reform'd, but turn'd preacher! - What will become of us now? -Why, my sweet friend, your generosity is now engaged in his favour! -Fie, upon this Generosity! -I think in my heart, that it does as much mischief to the noble-minded, as Love to the ignobler. -What before was only a conditional liking, I am now afraid will turn to liking unconditional.
I could not endure to turn my invective into panegyric all at once, and so soon. We, or such as I, at least, love to keep ourselves in countenance for a rash judgment, even when we know it to be rash. Every-body has not your generosity in confessing a mistake. It requires a greatness of soul to do it. So I made still farther inquiry after his life and manners, and behaviour there, in hopes to find something bad: But all uniform!
Upon the Whole, Mr. Lovelace comes out with so much advantage from this inquiry, that were there the least room for it, I should suspect the whole to be a plot set on foot to wash a blackmoor white. Adieu, my dear.
Anna Howe.

### v2 LETTER XXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Saturday, April 1.
Hasty censurers do indeed subject themselves to the charge of variableness and inconsistency in judgment: And so they ought; for, if you, even you, were really so loth to own a mistake, as, in the instance before us, you pretend to say you were, I believe I should not have loved you so well as I really do love you. Nor could you, my dear, have so frankly thrown the reflection I hint at, upon yourself, had you not had one of the most ingenuous minds that ever woman boasted.
Mr. Lovelace has faults enow to deserve very severe censure, altho' he be not guilty of this. If I were upon such terms with him, as he would wish me to be, I should give him a hint, that this treacherous Joseph Leman cannot be so much his friend, as perhaps he thinks him. If he had, he would not have been so ready to report to his disadvantage (and to Betty Barnes too) this flight affair of the pretty Rustic. Joseph has engaged Betty to secrecy; promising to let her, and her young master too, know more, when he knows the whole of the matter: And this hinders her from mentioning it, as she is nevertheless agog to do, to my sister or my brother. And then she does not choose to disoblige Joseph; for altho' she pretends to look above him, she listens, I believe, to some love-stories he tells her. Women having it not in their power to begin a courtship, some of them very frequently, I believe, lend an ear where their hearts incline not.
But to say no more of these low people, neither of whom I think tolerably of; I must needs own, that as I should for ever have despised this man, had he been capable of such a vile intrigue in his way to Harlowe-place; and as I believed he was capable of it, it has indeed engaged my generosity, as you call it, in proportion (-I own it has-) in his favour: Perhaps more than I may have reason to wish it had. And, railly me, as you will, pray tell me fairly, my dear, would it not have had such an effect upon you?
Then the real generosity of the act. -I protest, my beloved friend, if he would be good for the rest of his life from this time, I would forgive him a great many of his past errors, were it only for the demonstration he has given in This, that he is capable of so good and bountiful a manner of thinking.
You may believe I made no scruple to open his letter, after the receipt of your second on this subject: Nor shall I of answering it, as I have no reason to find fault with it: An article in his favour, procured him, however, so much the easier (as I must own) by way of amends for the undue displeasure I took against him; tho' he knows it not.
It is lucky enough that this matter was cleared up to me by your friendly diligence so soon: For had I wrote at all before that, it would have been to reinforce my dismission of him; and perhaps the very motive mentioned; for it had affected me more than I think it ought: And then, what an advantage would that have given him, when he could have clear'd up the matter so happily for himself?
When I send you This letter of his, you will see how very humble he is: What acknowlegements of natural impatience: What confession of faults, as you prognosticated. A very different appearance, I must own, all these make, now the story of the pretty Rustic is clear'd up, than they would have made, had it not. -And, methinks too, my dear, I can allow the girl to be prettier than before I could, tho' I never saw her-For Virtue is Beauty in perfection.
You will see how he accounts to me, thro' indisposition, 'that he could not come for my letter in person; and he labours the point, as if he thought I should be uneasy that he did not.' I am sorry he should be ill on my account; and I will allow, that the suspense he has been in, for some time past, must have been vexatious enough to so impatient a spirit. But all is owing originally to himself.
You will find him (in the presumption of being forgiven) 'full of contrivances and expedients for my escaping the compulsion threatened me.'
I have always said, that next to being without fault, is the acknowlegement of a fault; since no amendment can be expected, where an error is defended: But you will see, in this very letter, an haughtiness even in his submissions. 'Tis true, I know not where to find fault, as to the expression, yet cannot I be satisfy'd, that his humility is humility; or even an humility upon such conviction as one should be pleased with.
To be sure, he is far from being a polite man: Yet is he not directly and characteristically un-polite. But his is such a sort of politeness, as has, by a carelessness founded on a very early indulgence, and perhaps on too much success in riper years, and an arrogance built upon both, grown into assuredness, and, of course, as I may say, into indelicacy.
The distance you recommend, at which to keep this sex, is certainly right in the main: Familiarity destroys reverence: But with whom? -Not with those, surely, who are prudent, grateful, and generous.
But it is very difficult for persons, who would avoid running into one extreme, to keep clear of another. Hence Mr. Lovelace, perhaps, thinks it the mark of a great spirit to humour his pride, tho' at the expence of delicacy: But can the man be a deep man, who knows not how to make such distinctions, as a person of moderate parts cannot miss?
He complains heavily of my 'readiness to take mortal offence at him, and to dismiss him for ever: It is a high conduct, he says he must be sincere enough to tell me; and what must be very far from contributing to allay his apprehensions of the possibility that I may be persecuted into my relations measures in behalf of Mr. Solmes.'
You will see how he puts his present and his future happiness, 'with regard to both worlds, intirely upon me.' The ardour with which he vows and promises, I think the heart only can dictate: How else can any one guess at a man's heart?
You'll also see, 'that he has already heard of the interview I am to have with Mr. Solmes;' and with what vehemence and anguish he expresses himself on the occasion. -I intend to take proper notice of the ignoble means he stoops to, to come at his early intelligence out of our family. If persons pretending to principle, bear not their testimony against unprincipled actions, who shall check them?
You'll see, how passionately he presses me to oblige 'him with a few lines, before the interview between Mr. Solmes and me take place (if it must take place) to confirm his hope, that I have no view, in my displeasure to him, to give encouragement to Solmes. An apprehension, he says, that he must be excused for repeating; especially as it is a favour granted to that man, which I have refused to him; since, as he infers, were it not with such an expectation, why should my friends press it?'
Saturday, April 1.
I have written; and to this effect: 'That I had never intended to write another line to a man, who could take upon himself to reflect upon my sex and myself, for having thought fit to make use of my own judgment.
'That I have submitted to this interview with Mr. Solmes, purely as an act of duty, to shew my friends, that I will comply with their commands as far as I can; and that I hope, when Mr. Solmes himself shall see how determin'd I am, he will no longer prosecute a suit, in which it is impossible he should succeed with my consent.
'That my aversion to him is too sincere to permit me to doubt myself on this occasion. But, nevertheless, he, Mr. Lovelace, must not imagine, that my rejecting of Mr. Solmes is in favour to him. That I value my freedom and independency too much, if my friends will but leave me to my own judgment, to give them up to a man so uncontroulable, and who shews me beforehand, what I have to expect from him, were I in his power.
'I express my high disapprobation of the methods he takes to come at what passes in a private family: That the pretence of corrupting other people's servants, by way of reprisal for the spies they have set upon him, is a very poor excuse; a justification of one meanness by another.
'That there is a right and a wrong in every thing, let people put what glosses they please upon their actions. To condemn a deviation, and to follow it by as great a one, what is This doing but propagating a general corruption? A Stand must be made by somebody, turn round the evil as many as may, or virtue will be lost: And shall it not be I, a worthy mind will say, that shall make this Stand?
'I leave it to him to judge, whether his be a worthy one, try'd by this rule: And whether, knowing the impetuosity of his disposition; and the improbability there is, that my family will ever be reconciled to him, I ought to encourage his hopes?
'That these spots and blemishes give me not earnestness enough for any sake but his own, to wish him in a juster and nobler train of thinking and acting; for that I truly despise many of the ways he allows himself in: Our minds are therefore infinitely different: And as to his professions of reformation, I must tell him, that profuse acknowlegements, without amendment, are but to me as so many stop-mouth concessions, which he may find much easier to make, than either to defend himself, or amend his errors.
'That I have been lately made acquainted [And so I have by Betty, and she by my brother] 'with the foolish liberty he gives himself of declaiming against matrimony. I severely reprehend him on this occasion: And ask him, with what view he can take so witless, so despicable a liberty, worthy only of the most abandon'd, and yet presume to address me?
'I tell him, That if I am obliged to go to my uncle Antony's, it is not to be inferr'd, that I must therefore necessarily be Mr. Solmes's wife: Since I may not be so sure, perhaps, that the same exceptions lie so strongly against my quitting a house to which I shall be forcibly carry'd, as if I left my father's house: And, at the worst, I may be able to keep them in suspense till my cousin Morden comes, who will have a right to put me in possession of my grandfather's estate, if I insist upon it.'
This, I doubt, is somewhat of an artifice; being principally design'd to keep him out of mischief. For I have but little hope, if carry'd thither, whether sensible or senseless, if I am left to my brother's and sister's mercy, but they will endeavour to force the solemn obligation upon me. Otherwise, were there but any prospect of avoiding this, by delaying (or even by taking things to make me ill, if nothing else would do) till my cousin comes, I hope I should not think of leaving even my uncle's house. For I should not know how to square it to my own principles, to dispense with the duty I owe to my father, wherever it shall be his will to place me.
But while you give me the charming hope, that, in order to avoid one man, I shall not be under the necessity of throwing myself upon the friends of the other; I think my case not absolutely desperate.
I see not any of my family, nor hear from them in any way of kindness. This looks, as if they themselves expected no great matters from that Tuesday's conference which makes my heart flutter every-time I think of it.
My uncle Antony's intended presence I do not much like: But That is preferable to my brother's or sister's. My uncle is very impetuous in his anger. I can't think Mr. Lovelace can be much more so; at least, he cannot look it, as my uncle, with his harder features, can. These sea-prosper'd gentlemen, as my uncle has often made me think, not used to any but elemental controul, and even ready to buffet That; bluster often as violently as the winds they are accustomed to be angry at.
I believe both Mr. Solmes and I shall look like a couple of fools, if it be true, as my uncle Harlowe writes, and Betty often tells me, that he is as much afraid of seeing me, as I am of seeing him.
Adieu, my happy, thrice happy, Miss Howe, who have no hard terms affixed to your duty! -Who have nothing to do, but to fall in with a choice your mamma has made for you, to which you have not, nor can have, a just objection: Except the frowardness of sex, as our free censurers would perhaps take the liberty to say, makes it one, that the choice was your mamma's, at first hand. Perverse nature, we know, loves not to be prescribed to; altho' youth is not so well qualify'd, either by sedateness or experience, to choose for itself.
To know your own happiness; and that it is now, nor to leave it to after-reflection to look back upon the preferable past with a heavy and self-accusing heart, that you did not choose it when you might have chosen it, is all that is necessary to complete your felicity! -And this power is wish'd you by
Your
CL. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXVII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sunday, April 2.
I ought yesterday to have acknowleged the receipt of your parcel: Robin tells me, that the Joseph Leman whom you mention as the traitor, saw him. He was in the poultry-yard, and spoke to Robin over the bank which divides that from the Green-Lane. What brings you hither, Mr. Robert? -But I can tell. Hie away, as fast as you can.
No doubt but their dependence upon this fellow's vigilance, and upon Betty's, leaves you more at liberty in your airings, than you would otherwise be: But you are the only person I ever heard of, who, in such circumstances, had not some faithful servant, to trust little offices to. A poet, my dear, would not have gone to work for an Angelica, without giving her her Violetta, her Cleanthe, her Clelia, or some such pretty-nam'd confidante. -An old nurse at the least.
I read to my mamma several passages of your letters. But your last paragraph, in your yesterday's, charm'd her quite. You have won her heart by it, she told me. And while her fit of gratitude for it lasted, I was thinking to open my proposal, and to press it with all the earnestness I could give it, when Hickman came in, making his legs, and stroking his cravat and ruffles in turn.
I could most freely have ruffled him for it. -As it was-Sir-saw you not some one of the servants? - Could not one of them have come in before you?
He begg'd pardon: Looked as if he knew not whether he had best keep his ground, or withdraw: -Till my mamma. Why, Nancy, we are not upon particulars. -Pray, Mr. Hickman, sit down.
By your le-ave, good madam, to me. -You know his drawl, when his muscles give him the respectful hesitation-
Ay, ay, pray sit down, honest man, if you are weary! -But by my mamma, if you please. I desire my hoop may have its full circumference. All they're good for, that I know, is to clean dirty shoes, and to keep ill-manner'd fellows at a distance.
Strange girl! cry'd my mamma, displeased; but with a milder turn, Ay, ay, Mr. Hickman, sit down by me. I have no such forbidding folly in my dress. - I looked serious; and in my heart was glad this speech of hers was not made to your uncle Antony.
My mamma, with the true widow's freedom, would mighty prudently have led into our subject, and have had him see, I question not, that very paragraph in your letter, which is so much in his favour. He was highly obliged to dear Miss Harlowe, she would assure him; that she did say-
But I asked him, If he had any news by his last letters from London: A question he always understands to be a Subject-changer; for otherwise I never put it. And so if he be but silent, I am not angry with him, that he answers it not.
I choose not to mention my proposal before him, till I know how it will be relish'd by my mamma. If it be not well received, perhaps I may employ him on the occasion. Yet I don't like to owe him an obligation, if I could help it. For men who have his views in their heads, do so parade it, so strut about, if a woman condescend to employ them in her affairs, that one has no patience with them. But if I find not an opportunity this day, I will make one tomorrow.
I shall not open either of your sealed-up parcels, but in your presence. There is no need. Your conduct is out of all question with me: And by the extracts you have given me from his letters and your own, I know all that relates to the present situation of things between you.
I was going to give you a little flippant hint or two. But since you wish to be thought superior to all our sex, in the command of yourself; and since indeed you deserve to be so thought; I will spare you. -You are, however, at times, more than half inclin'd to speak out. That you do not, is only owing to a little bashful struggle between you and yourself, as I may say. When that is quite got over, I know you will favour me undisguisedly with the result.
I cannot forgive your taking upon you (at so extravagant a rate too) to pay my mamma's servant. Indeed I am, and I will be, angry with you for it. A year's wages at once well nigh (only as, unknown to my mamma, I make it better for the servants, according to their merits)! -How it made the man stare! - And it may be his ruin too, as far as I known. If he should buy a ring, and marry a sorry body in the neighbourhood with the money, one would be loth, a twelvemonth hence, that the poor old fellow should think he had reason to wish the bounty never conferr'd!
I MUST give you your way in these things, you say. - And I know there is no contradicting you: For you were ever putting too great a value upon little offices done for you, and too little upon the great ones you do for others. The satisfaction you have in doing so, I grant it, repays you. But why should you, by the nobleness of your mind, throw reproaches upon the rest of the world? -Particularly, upon your own family, and upon ours too?
If, as I have heard you say, it is a good rule to give WORDS the hearing, but to form our judgments of men and things by DEEDS ONLY; what shall we think of one, who seeks to find palliatives in words, for narrowness of heart in the very persons her deeds so silently, yet so forcibly, reflect upon? Why blush you not, my dear friend, to be thus singular? -When you meet with another person, whose mind is like your own, then display your excellencies as you please: But till then, for pity's sake, let your heart and your spirit suffer a little contraction.
I intended to write but a few lines; chiefly to let you know, your parcels are come safe. And accordingly I began in a large hand; and I am already come to the end of my second sheet. But I could write a quire without hesitation, upon a subject so copious, and so beloved, as is your praise. -Not for this single instance of your generosity; since I am really angry with you for it; but for the benevolence exemplified in the whole tenor of your life and actions; of which This is but a common instance. God direct you, in your own arduous trials, is all I have room to add; and make you as happy, as you think to be
Your own
Anna Howe.

### v2 LETTER XXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday Night, April 2.
I have many new particulars to acquaint you with, that shew a great change in my friends behaviour to me. I did not think we had so much art among us, as I find we have. I will give them to you as they offer'd.
All the family was at church in the morning. They brought good Dr. Lewin with them, in pursuance of a previous invitation. And the doctor sent up to desire my permission to attend me in my own apartment.
You may believe it was easily granted.
So the doctor came up.
We had a conversation of near an hour before dinner: But, to my surprize, he waved every thing that would have led to the subject I supposed he wanted to talk about. At last, I asked him, If it were not thought strange I should be so long absent from church? He made me some handsome compliments upon it: But said, For his part, he had ever made it a rule, to avoid interfering in the private concerns of families, unless desired to do so.
I was prodigiously disappointed: But supposing that he was thought too just a man to be made a judge of in this cause; I led no more to it: Nor, when he was called to dinner, did he take the least notice of leaving me behind him there.
But this was the first time, since my confinement, that I thought it a hardship not to dine below. And when I parted with him on the stairs, a tear would burst its way; and he hurried down; his own good-natured eyes glistening; for he saw it. -Nor trusted he his voice, lest the accent, I suppose, should have discover'd his concern; departing in silence; tho' with his usual graceful obligingness.
I hear, that he praised me, and my part in the conversation we had held together. -To shew them, I suppose, that it was not upon the interesting subjects which I make no doubt he was desired not to enter upon.
He left me so dissatisfy'd, yet so perplexed with this new way of treatment, that I never found myself so puzzled, and so much out of my train.
But I was to be more so. This was to be a day of puzzle to me. Pregnant puzzle, if I may so say: - For there must great meaning lie behind it.
In the afternoon, all but my brother and sister went to church with the good doctor; who left his compliments for me. I took a walk in the garden: My brother and sister walked in it too, and kept me in their eye a good while, on purpose, as I thought, that I might see how gay and good-humour'd they were together. At last they came down the walk that I was coming up, hand-in-hand, lover-like.
Your servant, Miss-Your servant, Sir-passed between my brother and me.
Is it not cold-ish, sister Clary? in a kinder voice than usual, said my sister, and stopp'd. -I stopp'd, and courtesy'd low to her half-courtesy. -I think not, sister, said I.
She went on. I courtesy'd without return; and proceeded; turning to my poultry-yard.
By a shorter turn, arm-in-arm, they were there before me.
I think, Clary, said my brother, you must present me with some of this breed, for Scotland.
If you please, brother.
I'll choose for you, said my sister.
And while I fed them, they picked out half a dozen: Yet intending nothing by it, I believe, but to shew a deal of love and good-humour to each other, before me.
My uncles next (after church was done, to speak in the common phrase) were to do me the honour of their notice. They bid Betty tell me, they would drink tea with me in my own apartment. Now, thought I, shall I have the subject of next Tuesday inforced upon me.
But they contradicted the tea-orders, and only my uncle Harlowe came up to me.
Half-distant, half-affectionate, was the air he put on to his daughter-niece, as he used to call me; and I threw myself at his feet, and besought his favour.
None of these discomposures, child! None of these apprehensions! You'll now have every-body's favour! All is coming about, my dear! -I was impatient to see you! -I could no longer deny myself this satisfaction. And raised me, and kissed me, and called me, Charming creature!
But he waved entering into any interesting subject. All will be well now! All will be right! -No more complainings! Every-body loves you! -I only came to make my earliest court to you, were his condescending words, and to sit and talk of twenty and twenty fond things, as I used to do. -And let every past disagreeable thing be forgotten; as if nothing had happen'd.
He understood me as beginning to hint at the disgrace of my confinement. -No disgrace, my dear, can fall to your lot: Your reputation is too well established. -I long'd to see you, repeated he. -I have seen no-body half so amiable, since I saw you last.
And again he kissed my cheek, my glowing cheek, for I was impatient, I was vexed, to be thus, as I thought, play'd upon: And how could I be grateful for a visit, that, it now was evident, was only a too humble artifice, to draw me in against the next Tuesday, or to leave me inexcusable to them all!
O my cunning brother! -This is his contrivance! And then my anger made me recollect the triumph in his and my sister's loves to each other, acted before me; and the mingled indignation flashing from their eyes, as, arm in arm, they spoke to me, and the forced condescension playing upon their lips, when they called me Clary, and Sister.
Do you think I could, with these reflections, look upon my uncle Harlowe's visit as the favour he seem'd desirous I should think it to be? -Indeed I could not; and seeing him so studiously avoid all recrimination, as I may call it, I gave into the affectation; and followed him in his talk of indifferent things: -While he seemed to admire This thing and That, as if he had never seen them before; and now and then, condescendingly kissed the hand that wrought some of the things he fixed his eyes upon; not so much to admire them, as to find subjects to divert what was most in his head, and in my own heart.
At his going away-How can I leave you here by yourself, my dear? -You, whose company used to enliven us all. -You are not expected down indeed! But I protest, I had a good mind to surprise your papa and mamma! -If I thought nothing would arise, that would be disagreeable-My dear, my love! [O the dear artful gentleman! how could my uncle Harlowe so dissemble?] What say you? -Will you give me your hand? -Will you see your father? - Can you stand his first displeasure, on seeing the dear creature who has given him and all of us so much disturbance? -Can you promise future-
He saw me rising in my temper-Nay, my dear, if you cannot be all resignation, I would not have you think of it!
My heart, struggling between duty and warmth of temper, was full. You know, my dear, I never could bear to be dealt meanly with! -How,-how can you, Sir! -You, my papa-uncle! -How can you, Sir! -The poor girl! -For I could not speak with connexion.
Nay, my dear, if you cannot be all duty, all resignation -better stay where you are. -But after the instance you have given-
Instance, I have given! -What instance, Sir?
Well, well, child, better stay where you are, if your past confinement hangs so heavy upon you-But now there will be a sudden end to it. -Adieu, my dear! -Three words only-Let your compliance be sincere! -And love me, as you used to love me- Your grandfather did not do so much for you, as I will do for you.
Without suffering me to reply, he hurry'd away, I thought, as if he had an escape, and was glad his part was over.
Don't you see, my dear, how they are all determin'd? -Have I not reason to dread next Tuesday?
Up presently after came my sister: -To observe, I suppose, the way I was in-She found me in tears.
Have you not a Thomas a Kempis, sister? with a stiff air.
I have, Madam.
Madam! How long are we to be at this distance, Clary?
No longer, if you allow me to call you, sister, my dear Bella! And I took her hand.
I withdrew my hand as hastily, as I should do, if, reaching at a parcel from under the wood, I had been bit by a scorpion.
I beg pardon. -Too, too ready to make advances, I am always subjecting myself to contempts!
People who know not how to keep a middle behaviour, said she, must ever-more do so.
I will fetch you the Kempis-I did-Here it is. - You will find excellent things, Bella, in that little book.
I wish, retorted she, you had profited by them.
I wish you may, said I. Example from a sister older than one's self is a fine thing.
Older! Saucy little fool! -And away she flung.
What a captious old woman will my sister make, if she lives to be one! -Demanding the reverence; yet not aiming at the merit; and asham'd of the years, that only can intitle her to the reverence.
It is plain from what I have related, that they think they have got me at some advantage, by obtaining my consent to this interview: But if it were not, Betty's impertinence just now would make it more evident. She has been complimenting me upon it; and upon the visit of my uncle Harlowe. She says, the difficulty now is more than halfover with me. She is sure I would not see Mr. Solmes, but to have him. Now shall she be soon better imploy'd than of late she has been. All hands will be at work. She loves dearly to have weddings go forward! -Who knows whose turn will be next?
I found in the afternoon a reply to my answer to Mr. Lovelace's letter: It is full of promises, full of gratidute, of eternal gratitude, is his word, among others still more hyperbolic. Yet Mr. Lovelance, the least of any man whose letters I have seen, runs into those elevated absurdities. I should be apt to despise him for it, it he did. Such language looks always to me, as if the flatterer thought to find a woman a fool, or hop'd to make her one.
'He regrets my indifference to him; which puts all the hope he has in my favour, upon my friends shocking usage of me.
'As to my change upon him of unpoliteness and uncontroubleness-What (he asks) can he say? since being unable absolutely to vindicate himself, he has too much ingenuity to attempt to do so: Yet is struck dumb by my harsh construction, that his acknowleging temper is owing more to his carelesness to defend himself, than to his inclination to amend. He had never before met with the objections against his morals which I had raised, justly raised. And he was resolved to obviate them. What is it, he asks, that he had promised, but reformation by my example? And what occasion for the promise, if he had no faults, and those very great ones, to reform of? He hopes, acknowlegement of an error is no bad sign; altho' my severe virtue has interpreted it into one.
'He believes I may be right (severely right, he calls it) in my judgment against making reprisals in the case of the intelligence he receives from my family: He cannot charge himself to be of a temper that leads him to be inquisitive into any-body's private affairs; but hopes, that the circumstances of the case, and the strange conduct of my friends, will excuse him; especially, when so much depends upon his knowing the movements of a family so violently bent, by measures right or wrong, to carry their point against me, in malice to him. People he says, who act like Angels, ought to have Angels to deal with. For his part, he has not yet learn'd the difficult lesson of returning good for evil: And shall think himself the less encourage'd to learn it, by the treatment I have met with, from the very spirits, which, were he to lay himself under their feet, would trample upon him, as they do upon me.
'He excuses himself for the liberties he owns he has heretofore taken in ridiculing the marriage-state. Is is a subject, he says, that he has not of late treated so lightly. He owns it to be so trite, so beaten, a topic with all liberties and witlings; so frothy, so empty, so nothing-meaning, so worn-out a theme, that he is heartily ashamed of himself, ever to have made it his. He condemns it as a stupid reflection upon the laws and good order of society, and upon a man's own ancestors: And in himself, who has some reason to value himself upon his descent and alliances, more censurable, than in those who have not the same advantage to boast of. He promises to be more circumspect than ever, both in his words and actions, that he may be more and more worthy of my approbation; and that he may give an assurance before-hand, that a foundation is laid in his mind, for my example to work upon, with equal reputation and effect to us both;-if he may be so happy as to call me his.
'He gives me up, as absolutely lost, if I go to my uncle Antony's: The close confinement; The Moated-house; The Chapel; the implacableness of my brother and sister, and their power over the rest of my family, he sets forth in strong lights, and plainly hints, that he must have a struggle to prevent my being carry'd thither.'
Your kind, your generous interesting of yourself in your mamma's favour for me, I hope, will prevent those harsher extremities which I might otherwise be driven to. And to you I will fly, if permitted, and keep all my promises, of not corresponding with anybody, not seeing any-body, but by your mamma's direction and yours. -I will close, and deposite at This place. It is not necessary to say, How much I am
Your ever-affectionate and obliged
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday, April 3.
I am glad my papers are safe in your hands. I will make it my endeavour to deserve your good opinion, that I may not at once disgrace your judgment, and my own heart.
I have another letter from Mr. Lovelace. He is extremely apprehensive of the meeting I am to have with Mr. Solmes to-morrow. He says, 'That the airs that wretch gives himself on the occasion, add to his concern; and it is with infinite difficulty that he prevails upon himself, not to make him a visit, to let him know what he may expect, if compulsion be used towards me in his favour. He assures me, That Solmes has actually talked with tradesmen of new equipages, and names the people in town, with whom he has treated: That he has even' (Was there ever such a horrid wretch!) 'allotted This and That apartment in his house, for a nursery, and other offices.'
How shall I bear to hear such a creature talk of love to me? I shall be out of all patience with him! -Besides, I thought that he did not dare to make or talk of these impudent preparations-So inconsistent as such are with my brother's views-But I fly the shocking subject.
Upon this confidence of Solmes, you will less wonder at That of Lovelace, 'in pressing me, in the name of all his family, to escape from so determined a violence, as is intended to be offer'd to me at my uncles: That the forward contriver should propose his uncle's chariot-and-fix to be at the stile that leads up to the lonely coppice, adjoining to our paddock. You will see how audaciously he mentions settlements ready drawn; horsemen ready to mount; and one of his cousins Montague to be in the chariot, or at the George in the neighbouring village, waiting to accompany me to Lord M's, or to either of his aunts, or to town, as I please; and upon such orders, or conditions, and under such restrictions, as to himself, as I shall prescribed.'
You will see how he threatens 'To watch and waylay them, and rescue me, as he calls it, by an armed force of friends and servants, if they attempt to carry me against my will to my uncle's; and this, whether I give my consent to the enterprise, or not: -Since he shall have no hopes if I am once there.'
O my dear friend! Who can think of these things, and not be extremely miserable in her apprehensions!
This mischievous sex! What had I to do with any of them; or they with me! -I had deserv'd This, were it by my own seeking, by my own giddiness, that I had brought myself into this situation-I wish, with all my heart-But how foolishly we are apt to with, when we find ourselves unhappy, and know not how to help ourselves.
On your mamma's goodness, however, is my reliance. If I can but avoid being precipitated on either hand, till my cousin Morden arrives, a reconciliation must follow; and all will be happy!
I have deposited a letter for Mr. Lovelace; in which 'I charge him to avoid any rash step, any visit to Mr. Solmes, which may be followed by acts of violence, as he would not disoblige me for ever.'
I re-assure him, 'That I will sooner die than be that man's wife.
'Whatever be my usage, whatever the result of this interview, I insist upon his not presuming to offer violence to any of my friends: And express myself highly displeased, that he should presume upon such an interest in my favour, as to think himself intitled to dispute my father's authority in my removal to my uncle's; altho' I tell him, that I will omit neither prayers nor contrivance, even to the making of myself ill, to avoid going.'
To-morrow is Tuesday! -How soon comes upon us the day we dread! -O that a deep sleep of twenty-four hours would seize my faculties-But then the next day would be Tuesday, as to all the effects and purposes, for which I so much dread it. If this reach you before the event of this so much apprehended interview can be known, pray for
Your
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday Morning, Six o'Clock.
The day is come! -I wish it were happily over. I have had a wretched night. Hardly a wink have I slept, ruminating upon the approaching interview. The very distance of time they consented to, has added solemnity to the meeting, which otherwise it would not have had.
A thoughtful mind is not a blessing to be coveted, unless it had such a happy vivacity with it, as yours: A vivacity, which enables a person to enjoy the present, without being over-anxious about the future.
Tuesday, Eleven o'Clock.
I have had a visit from my aunt Hervey. Betty, in her alarming way, told me, I should have a Lady to breakfast with me, whom little expected; giving me to believe it was my mamma. This flutter'd me so much, on hearing a Lady coming up-stairs, supposing it was she (not knowing how to account for her motives in such a visit, after I had been so long banish'd from her presence) that my aunt, at her entrance, took notice of my disorder, and after the first salutation,
Why, Miss said she, you seem surpriz'd! -Upon my word, you thoughtful young Ladies have strange apprehensions about nothing at all. What, taking my hand, can be the matter with you? -Why, my dear, tremble, tremble, tremble at this rate? You'll be sit to be seen by no-body. Come, my love, kissing my cheek, pluck up a courage! By this needless flutter on the approaching interview, when it is over, you will judge of your other antipathies, and laugh at yourself for giving way to so apprehensive an imagination.
I said, that whatever we strongly imagin'd, was, in its effects at the time, more than imaginary, altho' to others it might not appear so: That I had not rested one hour all night: That the impertinent set over me had flutter'd me, with giving me room to think, that it was my mamma who was coming up to me: And that, at this rate, I should be very little qualify'd to see any-body I disliked to see.
There was no accounting for these things, she said. Mr. Solmes last night suppos'd he should be under as much agitation as I.
Who is is it, then, Madam, that so reluctant an interview on both sides, is to please?
Both of you, my dear, I hope, after the first flurries are over. The most apprehensive beginnings, I have often known, make the happiest conclusions.
There can be but one happy conclusion to the intended visit, and that is, That both sides may be satisfy'd it will be the last.
She then represented, how unhappy it would be for me, if I did not suffer myself to be prevailed upon: She pressed me to receive him as became my education: And declar'd, that his apprehensions at seeing me, were owing to his love and his awe; intimating, that true love was best known by fear, and reverence; and that no blustering, braving lover could deserve encouragement.
To this I answered, That constitution was a great deal to be considered: That a man of spirit would act like one, and could do nothing meanly: That a creeping mind would creep in every-thing, where it had a view to obtain a benefit by it; and insult, where it had power, and nothing to expect: -That this was not a point now to be determin'd with me: That I had said as much as I could possibly say on this subject: That this interview was imposed upon me: By those, indeed, who had a right to impose it; but that it was sorely against my will comply'd with, and for this reason, That there was aversion, not wilfulness, in the case; and so nothing could come of it, but a pretence, as I much apprehended, to use me still more severely than I had been used.
She was then pleased to charge me with profession, and prejudice: Expatiated upon the duty of a child: Imputed to me abundance of fine qualities; but told me, that, in this case, that of persuadableness was wanting to crown All. She insisted upon the merit of obedience, altho' my will were not in it. From a little hint I gave of my still greater dislike to see Mr. Solmes, on account of the freedom I had treated him with, she talked to me of his forgiving disposition; of his infinite respect for me; and I-cannot-tell-what of this sort.-
I never found myself so fretful in my life. I told my aunt so; and begg'd her pardon for it. But she said, it was well disguised then; for she saw nothing but little tremors usual with young Ladies, when they were to see their admirers for the first time, as this might be called: For that it was the first time I had consented to see him in that light. -But that the next-
How, Madam, interrupted I! -Is it then imagined I give this meeting upon that foot?-
To be sure it is, child.-
To be sure it is, Madam! -Then do I yet desire to decline it! -I will not, I cannot, see him, if he expects me to see him upon those terms.
Niceness, punctilio! -Mere punctilio, niece! - Can you think that your appointment, Day, Place, Hour, and knowing what the intent of it was, is to be interpreted away as a mere ceremony, and to mean nothing? -Let me tell you, my dear, your father, mother, uncles, every-body, respect this appointment as the first act of your compliance with their wills; and therefore recede not, I desire you; but make a merit of what cannot be help'd!-
O the hideous wretch! -Pardon me, Madam,- I to be suppos'd to meet such a man as that, with such a view! and he to be arm'd with such an expectation! -But it cannot be that he expects it, whatever others may do. -It is plain he cannot, by the fear he tells you all, he shall have to see me: If his hope were so audacious, he could not fear so much.
Indeed, he has this hope; and justly founded too. But his fear arises from his reverence, as I told you before.
His reverence!-his unworthiness! -'Tis so apparent, that he himself sees it, as well as every-body else. Hence the purchase he aims at! -Hence is it, that settlements are to make up for acknowledg'd want of merit!-
His unworthiness, say you! -Not so fast, my dear. Does not this look like setting a high value upon yourself? -We all have exalted notions of your merit, niece; but nevertheless, it would not be wrong, if you were to arrogate less to yourself; tho' more were to be your due, than your friends attribute to you.
I am sorry, Madam, it should be thought arrogance in me, to suppose I am not worthy of a better man than Mr. Solmes, both as to person and mind: And as to fortune, I thank God I despise all that can be insisted upon in his favour, from so poor a plea.
She told me, It signify'd nothing to talk: I knew the expectation of every-one-
Indeed I did not. -It was impossible I could think of such a strange expectation, upon a compliance made only to shew, I would comply in all that was in my power to comply with.
I might easily, she said, have supposed, that everyone thought I was beginning to oblige them all, by the kind behaviour of my brother and sister to me in the garden, last Sunday; by my sister's visit to me afterwards in my chamber; altho' both more stiffly received by me, than were either wished or expected; by my uncle Harlowe's affectionate visit to me the same afternoon; not indeed so very gratefully received, as I used to receive his favours: -But this he kindly imputed to the displeasure I had conceived at my confinement, and to my coming-off by degrees, that I might keep myself in countenance for my past opposition!
See, my dear, the low cunning of that Sunday-management, which then so much surprised me! And see the reason why Dr. Lewin was admitted to visit me, yet forbore to enter upon a subject that I thought he came to talk to me about! -For, it seems, there was no occasion to dispute with me on a point I was to be supposed to have conceded to. -See, also, how unfairly my brother and sister must have represented their pretended kindness, when (tho' they had an end to answer by appearing kind) their antipathy to me seems to have been so strong, that they could not help insulting me by their arm-in-arm lover-like behaviour to each other; as my sister afterwards likewise did, when she came to borrow my Kempis.-
I lifted up my hands and eyes! -I cannot, said I, give this treatment a name! -The end so unlikely to be answer'd by means so low! -I know whose the whole is! -He that could get my uncle Harlowe to contribute his part, and procure the acquiescence of the rest of my friends to it, must have the power to do any thing with them against me!-
Again my aunt told me, that talking and invective, now I had given the expectation, would signify nothing. She hoped I would not shew them all, that they had been too forward in their constructions of my desire to oblige them. She could assure me, that it would be worse for me, if now I receded, than if I had never advanced-
Advanced, Madam! How can you say advanced? Why, this is a trick upon me! -A poor, low trick! Pardon me, Madam, I don't say you have a hand in it. -But, my dearest aunt, tell me, Will not my mamma be present at this dreaded interview? -Will she not so far favour me? -Were it but to qualify-
Qualify, my dear, interrupted she-Your mamma, and your uncle Harlowe, would not be present on this occasion for the world-
O then, Madam, how can they look upon my consent to this interview as an advance?
My aunt was displeased at this home push. Miss Clary, said she, there is no dealing with you. It would be happy for you, and for every-body else, were your obedience as ready as your wit. I will leave you-
Not in anger, I hope, Madam! interrupted I- All I meant was, to observe, that let the meeting issue as it must issue, it cannot be a disappointment to any-body.
O Miss! you seem to be a very determin'd young creature. -Mr. Solmes will be here at your time: And remember once more, that upon the coming afternoon depends the peace of your whole family, and your own happiness.-
And so saying, down she hurried.
Here I stop. In what way I shall resume, or when, is not left to me to conjecture; much less to determine. I am excessively uneasy! -No good news from your mamma, I doubt! -I will deposite thus far, for fear of the worst.
Adieu, my best, my only friend!

### v2 LETTER XXXI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday Evening; and continued thro' the night.
Well, my dear, I am alive, and here! But how long I shall be either here, or alive, I cannot say! -I have a vast deal to write; and perhaps shall have little time for it. Nevertheless, I must tell you how the saucy Betty again fluttered me, when she came up with this Solmes's message; altho', as you will remember from my last, I was in a way before, that wanted no additional surprizes.
Miss! Miss! Miss! cry'd she, as fast as she could speak, with her arms spread abroad, and all her fingers distended, and held up, will you be pleased to walk down into your own parlour? -There is every-body, I'll assure you, in full congregation! -And there is Mr. Solmes, as fine as a Lord, with a charming white peruke, fine laced shirt and ruffles, coat trimmed with silver, and a waistcoat standing an end with lace! -Quite handsome, believe me! -You never saw such an alteration! -Ah! Miss, shaking her head, 'tis pity you have said so much against him! - But you know how to come off, for all that! -I hope it will not be too late!-
Impertinence! said I,-Wert thou bid to come up in this fluttering way? -And I took up my fan, and fann'd myself.
Bless me! said she, how soon these fine young Ladies will be put into flusterations! -I meant not either to offend or frighten you, I am sure.-
Every-body there, do you say? -Who do you call every-body?-
Why, Miss, holding out her left palm opened, and with a flourish, and a saucy leer, patting it with the fore-finger of the other at every mentioned person, There is your papa! -There is your mamma! - There is your uncle Harlowe! -There is your uncle Antony! -Your aunt Hervey! -My young Lady! - And my young master! -And Mr. Solmes, with the air of a great courtier, standing up, because he named you: -Mrs. Betty, said he, [Then the ape of a wench bowed, and scraped, as awkwardly as I suppose the person she endeavoured to imitate] Pray give my humble service to Miss, and tell her, I wait her commands.
Was not this a wicked wench? -I trembled so, I could hardly stand. I was spiteful enough to say, that her young mistress, I supposed, bid her put on these airs, to frighten me out of a capacity of behaving so calmly, as should procure me my uncle's compassion.
What a way do you put yourself in, Miss, said the insolent! -Come, dear Madam, taking up my fan, which I had laid down, and approaching me with it, fanning, shall I-
None of thy impertinence! -But say you, all my friends are below with him? And am I to appear before them all?
I can't tell if they'll stay when you come. I think they seemed to be moving when Mr. Solmes gave me his orders. -But what answer shall I carry to the 'Squire?
Say, I can't go! -But yet, when 'tis over, 'tis over! Say, I'll wait upon-I'll attend-I'll come presently- Say any thing; I care not what-But give me my fan, and fetch me a glass of water.
She went, and I fanned myself all the time; for I was in a flame; and hemm'd, and struggled with myself, all I could; and, when she returned, drank my water; and finding no hope presently of a quieter heart, I sent her down, and followed her with precipitation; trembling so, that, had I not hurried, I question if I could have gone down at all. O, my dear, what a poor, passive machine is the body, when the mind is disorder'd!
There are two doors to my parlour, as I used to call it. As I entered at one, my friends hurried out at the other. I saw just the gown of my sister, the last who slid away. My uncle Antony went out with them; but he staid not long, as you shall hear: And they all remained in the next parlour, a wainscot-partition only parting the two. I remember them both in one: But they were separated in favour of us girls, for each to receive her visitors in, at her pleasure.
Mr. Solmes approached me as soon as I entered, cringing to the ground; a visible confusion in every feature of his face. After half a dozen choak'd-up Madams, -He was very sorry-he was very much concerned -It was his misfortune-And there he stopp'd, being unable presently to complete a sentence.
This gave me a little more presence of mind. Cowardice in a foe begets courage in one's-self: -I see that plainly now;-Yet perhaps, at bottom, the new-made bravo is a greater coward than the other.
I turned from him, and seated myself in one of the fire-side chairs, fanning myself. I have since recollected, that I must have looked very saucily. Could I have had any thoughts of the man, I should have despised myself for it. But what can be said in the case of an aversion so perfectly sincere?
He hemmed five or six times, as I had done above; and these produced a sentence-That I could not but see his confusion. This sentence produced two or three more. I believe my aunt was his tutoress: For it was his awe, his reverence for so superlative a Lady-[I assure you]-And he hoped-he hoped- Three times he hoped, before he told me what- that I was too generous [Generosity, he said, was my character], to despise him for such-for such- true tokens of his love.-
I do indeed see you under some confusion, Sir; and this gives me hope, that altho' I have been compelled, as I may call it, to this interview, it may be attended with happier effects than I had apprehended from it.
He had hemmed himself into more courage.
You could not, Madam, imagine any creature so blind to your merits, and so little attracted by them, as easily to forego the interest and approbation he was honoured with by your worthy family, while he had any hope given him, that one day he might, by his perseverance and zeal, expect your favour.
I am but too much aware, Sir, that it is upon the interest and approbation you mention, that you build such hope. It is impossible, otherwise, that a man, who has any regard for his own happiness, would persevere against such declarations as I have made, and think myself obliged to make, in justice to you, as well as to myself.
He had seen many instances, he told me, and had heard of more, where Ladies had seemed as averse, and yet had been induced, some by motives of compassion; others by persuasion of friends, to change their minds; and had been very happy afterwards: And he hoped this might be the case here.
I have no notion, Sir, of compliment, in an article of such importance as this: Yet am I sorry to be obliged to speak my mind so plainly, as I am going to do. -Know then, that I have invincible objections, Sir, to your address. I have declared them with an earnestness that I believe is without example: And why? -Because I believe it is without example, that any young creature, circumstanced as I am, was ever treated as I have been treated on your account.
It is hoped, Madam, that your consent may, in time, be obtained: That is the hope; and I shall be a miserable man if it cannot.
Better, Sir, give me leave to say, you were miserable by yourself, than that you should make two so.
You may have heard, Madam, things to my disadvantage. -No man is without enemies. -Be pleased to let me know what you have heard, and I will either own my faults, and amend; or I will convince you, that I am basely bespattered: And once I understand you overheard something that I should say, that gave you offence: -Unguardedly, perhaps; but nothing but what shewed my value, and that I would persist so long as I could have hope.
I have indeed heard many things to your disadvantage: -And I was far from being pleased with what I overheard fall from your lips: But as you were not any thing to me, and never could be, it was not for me to be concerned about the one or the other.
I am sorry, Madam, to hear this: I am sure you should not tell me of any fault, that I would be unwilling to correct in myself.
Then, Sir, correct this fault: -Do not wish to have a poor young creature compelled in the most material article of her life, for the sake of motives she despises; and in behalf of a person she cannot value: One that has, in her own right, sufficient to set her above all offers, and a spirit that craves no more than what it has, to make itself easy and happy.
I don't see, Madam, how you would be happy, if I were to discontinue my address: For-
That is nothing to you, Sir, interrupted I: Do you but withdraw your pretensions: And if it be thought fit to start up another man for my punishment, the blame will not lie at your door. You will be intitled to my thanks; and most heartily will I thank you.
He paused, and seemed a little at a loss: And I was going to give him still stronger and more personal instances of my plain-dealing; when in came my uncle Antony!
So, niece, so!-sitting in state like a Queen, giving audience!- haughty audience!-Mr. Solmes, why stand you thus humbly? -Why this distance, man? I hope to see you upon a more intimate footing before we part.
I arose, as soon as he entered-and approached him with a bent knee: Let me, Sir, reverence my uncle, whom I have not for so long a time seen! -Let me, Sir, bespeak your favour and compassion!
You'll have the favour of every-body, niece, when you know how to deserve it.
If ever I deserved it, I deserve it now. -I have been hardly used-I have made proposals that ought to have been accepted; and such as would not have been asked of me. What have I done, that I must be banished and confined thus disgracefully? That I must be allowed to have no free-will, in an article that concerns my present and future happiness?-
Miss Clary, replied my uncle, you have had your will in every-thing till now; and this makes your parents will sit so heavy upon you.
My will, Sir! Be pleased to allow me to ask, What was my will till now, but my father's will, and yours, and my uncle Harlowe's will? -Has it not been my pride to obey and oblige? -I never asked a favour, that I did not first sit down and consider, if it were fit to be granted. And now, to shew my obedience, have I not offered to live single? Have I not offered to divest myself of my grandfather's bounty, and to cast myself upon my papa's; to be withdrawn, whenever I disoblige him? Why, dear good Sir, am I to be made unhappy in a point so concerning to my happiness?
Your grandfather's estate is not wished from you. You are not desired to live a single life. You know our motives, and we guess at yours. And let me tell you, well as we love you, we would much sooner choose to follow you to the grave, than that yours should take place.
I will engage never to marry any man, without my father's consent, and your's, Sir, and everybody's. Did I ever give you cause to doubt my word? -And here I will take the solemnest oath that can be offered me-
That is the matrimonial one, interrupted he, with a big voice-and to this gentleman. -It shall, it shall, cousin Clary! -And the more you oppose it, the worse it shall be for you.
This, and before the man, who seem'd to assume courage upon it, highly provoked me.
Then, Sir, you shall sooner follow me to the grave indeed. -I will undergo the cruelest death: I will even consent to enter into the awful vault of my ancestors, and to have that bricked up upon me, than consent to be miserable for life. -And, Mr. Solmes, (turning to him) take notice of what I say; This, or any death, I will sooner undergo (That will soon be over), than be yours, and for ever unhappy!
My uncle was in a terrible rage upon this: He took Mr. Solmes by the hand, shocked as the man seemed to be, and drew him to the window-Don't be surprised, Mr. Solmes, don't be concerned at this. We know, and rapp'd out a sad oath, what women will say: The wind is not more boistrous, nor more changeable: And again he swore to That! If you think it worth your while to wait for such an ungrateful girl as This, I'll engage she'll veer about; I'll engage she shall: And a third time violently swore to it.
Then coming up to me (who had thrown myself, very much disordered by my vehemence, into the contrary window), as if he would have beat me; his face violently working, his hands clenched, and his teeth set-Yes, yes, yes, hissed the poor gentleman, you shall, you shall, you shall, cousin Clary, be Mr. Solmes's; we will see that you shall; and this in one week at farthest. -And then a fourth time he confirmed it. Poor gentleman, how he swore! -Strange! that people who have suffered in their time so much by storms, should be so stormy!-
I am sorry, Sir, said I, to see you in such a passion. All This, I am but too sensible, is owing to my brother's instigation; who would not himself give the instance of duty that is exacted from me. It is best for me to withdraw. I shall but provoke you farther, I fear: For though I would gladly obey you, if I could, yet This is a point determined with me; and I cannot so much as wish to get it over.
How could one help these strong declarations, the man in presence?
I was going out at the door I came in at; the gentlemen looking upon one another, as if referring to each other what to do, or whether to engage my stay, or suffer me to go: And who should I meet at the door but my brother, who had heard all that had passed.
Judge my surprize, when he bolted upon me so unexpectedly, and taking my hand, which he grasped with violence, Return, pretty Miss, said he; return, if you please! -You shall not yet be bricked up! -Your instigating brother shall save you from That! -O thou fallen angel, said he, peering up to my downcast face,-such a sweetness here!-and such an obstinacy there, tapping my neck! -O thou true woman! -tho' so young-But you shall not have your Rake: Remember that; in a loud whisper, as if he would be decently indecent before the man! -You shall be redeemed, and this worthy gentleman, raising his voice, will be so good as to redeem you from ruin-and hereafter you will bless him, or have reason to bless him, for his condescension; that was the brutal brother's word!
He had led me up to meet Mr. Solmes, whose hand he took, as he himself held mine. Here, Sir, said he, take the rebel daughter's hand; I give it you now; She shall confirm the gift in a week's time; or will have neither father, mother, nor uncles, to boast of.
I snatched my hand away.
How now, Miss!-
And how now, Sir-What right have You to dispose of my hand? -If you govern every-body else, you shall not govern me; especially in a point so immediately relative to myself, and in which you neither have, nor ever shall have, any thing to do.
I would have broke from him, but he held my hand too fast.
Let me go, Sir! -Why am I thus treated? -You design, I doubt not, with your unmanly gripings, to hurt me, as you do: But again I say, Wherefore is it that I am to be thus treated by You?
He tossed my hand from him with a whirl, that pained my very shoulder. I wept, and held my other hand to the part.
Mr. Solmes blamed him; so did my uncle.
He had no patience, he said, with such a perverseness; and to think of my reflections upon himself, before he entered. He had only given me back the hand, I had not deserved he should touch. It was one of my arts, to pretend to be pained.
Mr. Solmes said, He would sooner give up all his hopes of me, than that I should be used unkindly: And he offered to plead in my behalf to them both; and applied himself with a bow, as if for my approbation of his interposition.
But, I said, I am obliged to your intention, Mr. Solmes, to interpose to save me from my brother's violence: But I cannot wish to owe so poor an obligation to a man whose ungenerous perseverance is the occasion, or at least the pretence, of that violence, and of all my disgraceful sufferings.
How generous in you, Mr. Solmes, said my brother to him, to interpose in behalf of such an immoveable spirit! But I beg of you to persist! -For all our family's sake, and for her sake too, if you love her, persist! -Let us save her, if possible, from ruining herself. Look at her person! Think of her fine qualities! -All the world confesses them, and we all gloried in her till now: She is worth saving! - And, after two or three more struggles, she will be yours, and, take my word for it, will reward your patience! -Talk not, therefore, of giving up your hopes, for a little whining folly. She has entered upon a parade, which she knows not how to quit with a female grace. You have only her pride and her obstinacy to encounter: And, depend upon it, you will be as happy a man in a fortnight, as a marry'd man can be.
You have heard me say, my dear, that my brother has always taken a liberty to reflect upon our Sex, and upon Matrimony! -He would not, if he did not think it wit! -Just as poor Mr. Wyerley, and others, we both know, prophane and ridicule Scripture; and all to evidence their pretensions to the same pernicious talent, and to have it thought, that they are too wise to be good.
Mr. Solmes, with a self-satisfied air, presumptuously said, He would suffer every thing, to oblige my family, and to save me. And doubted not to be amply rewarded, could he be so happy as to succeed at last.
Mr. Solmes, said I, if you have any regard for your own happiness [ Mine is out of the question: You have not generosity enough to make That any part of your scheme] prosecute no further your address. It is but just to tell you, that I could not bring my heart to think of you, without the utmost disapprobation, before I was used as I have been: -And can you think I am such a slave, such a poor slave, as to be brought to change my mind by the violent usage I have met with?
And you, Sir, turning to my brother, if you think that meekness always indicates tameness; and that there is no magnanimity without bluster, own yourself mistaken for once: For you shall have reason to judge from henceforth, that a generous mind is not to be forced; and that-
He lifted up his hands and eyes: No more, said the imperious wretch, I charge you! -Then turning to my uncle, Do you hear, Sir? This is your once faultless niece! This is your favourite!
Mr. Solmes looked as if he knew not what to think of the matter; and had I been left alone with him, I saw plainly, I could have got rid of him easily enough.
My uncle came up to me, looking up to my face, and down to my feet: And is it possible This can be you? All this violence from you, Miss Clary?
Yes, it is possible, Sir-And, I will presume to say, this vehemence on my side, is but the natural consequence of the usage I have met with, and the rudeness I am treated with, even in your presence, by a brother, who has no more right to controul me, than I have to controul him.
This usage, cousin Clary, was not till all other means were try'd with you.
Try'd! to what end, Sir-Do I contend for any thing more than a mere negative? You may, Sir (turning to Mr. Solmes) possibly you may, be induced the rather to persevere, thus ungenerously, as the usage, I have met with, for your sake, and what you have now seen offered to me by my brother, will shew you what I can bear, were my evil destiny ever to make me yours!
Lord, Madam, cried Solmes, all this time distorted into twenty different attitudes, as my brother and my uncle were blessing themselves, and speaking only to each other by their eyes, and by their working features; Lord, Madam, what a construction is This!
A fair construction, Sir, interrupted I: For he that can see a person he pretends to value, thus treated, and approve of it, must be capable of treating her thus himself. And that you do approve of it, is evident by your declared perseverance, when you know I am confined, banished, and insulted in order to make me consent to be what I never can be-And this, let me tell you, as I have often told others, not from motives of obstinacy, but aversion.
Excuse me, Sir, turning to my uncle! -To you, as to my papa's brother, I owe duty. I beg your pardon, that I cannot obey you: But as for my brother; he is but my brother; he shall not constrain me. And, turning to my brother, Knit your brows, Sir, and frown as you will, I will ask you, Would you, in my case, make the sacrifices I am willing to make, to obtain every one's favour? If not, what right have you to treat me thus? and to procure me to be treated as I have been, for so long past?
I had put myself by this time into great disorder. They were silent, and seemed to want to talk to one another by their looks, walking about in violent disorders too, between whiles. -I sat down fanning myself (as it happened, against the glass) and I could perceive my colour go and come; and being sick to the very heart, and apprehensive of fainting, I rung. Betty came in. I called for a glass of water, and drank it: -But no-hody minded me-I heard my brother pronounce the words, Art! d-d Art! to Solmes; which, I suppose, kept him back, together with the apprehension, that he would not be welcome. -Else I could see the man was more affected than my brother. And I, still fearing I should faint, rising, took hold of Betty's arm, staggering with extreme disorder, yet courtesying to my uncle, Let me hold by you, Betty, said I; Let me withdraw.
Whither go you, niece, said my uncle? We have not done with you yet. I charge you depart not. Mr. Solmes has something to open to you, that will astonish you: -And you shall hear it.
Only, Sir, by your leave, for a few minutes into the air-I will return, if you command it-I will hear all that I am to hear; that it may be over Now, and for-Ever. -You will go with me, Betty?
And so, without any farther prohibition, I retired into the garden; and there, casting myself upon the first seat, and throwing Betty's apron over my face, leaning against her side, my hands between her's, I gave way to a violent burst of grief, or passion, or both; which, as it seemed, saved my heart from breaking, for I was sensible of an immediate relief.
I have already given you specimens of Mrs. Betty's impertinence. I shall not, therefore, trouble you with more: For the wench, notwithstanding this my distress, took great liberties with me, after she saw me a little recovered, and as I walked further into the garden; insomuch, that I was obliged to silence her by an absolute prohibition of saying another word to me; and then she dropped behind me quite sullen and gloomy.
It was near an hour before I was sent for in again. The messenger was my cousin Dolly Hervey, who, with an eye of compassion and respect [for Miss Hervey always loved me, and calls herself my scholar, as you know] told me, my company was desired.
Betty left us.
Who commands my attendance, Miss, said I? - Have you not been in tears, my dear?
Who can forbear tears, said she?
Why, what's the matter, cousin Dolly? -Sure, nobody is intitled to weep in this family, but I!
Yes, I am, Madam, said she, because I love you.
I kissed her; And is it for me, my sweet cousin, that you shed tears? -There never was love lost between us: But tell me, what is designed to be done with me, that I have this kind instance of your compassion for me?
You must take no notice of what I tell you: But my mamma has been weeping for you, too, with me; but durst not let any-body see it: O my Dolly, said my mamma, there never was so set a malice in man, as in your cousin James Harlowe. They will ruin the flower and ornament of their family.
As how, Miss Dolly? -Did she not explain herself? -As how, my dear?
Yes, she said, Mr. Solmes would have given up his claim to you; for he said, you hated him, and there were no hopes; and your mamma was willing he should; and to have you taken at your word, to renounce Mr. Lovelace, and to live single: My mamma was for it too; for they heard all that passed between you and my uncle Antony, and my cousin James; saying, it was impossible to think of prevailing upon you to have Mr. Solmes. My uncle Harlowe seemed in the same way of thinking; at least, my mamma says, he did not say any thing to the contrary. But your papa was immoveable, and was angry at your mamma and mine upon it: And hereupon your brother, your sister, and my uncle Antony, joined in, and changed the scene intirely. In short, she says, that Mr. Solmes had great matters ingaged to him. He owned, that you were the finest young Lady in England, and he would be content to be but little beloved, if he could not, after marriage, engage your heart, for the sake of having the honour to call you his but for one twelvemonth-I suppose he would break your heart in the next-For he is a cruel-hearted man, I am sure.
My friends may break my heart, cousin Dolly; but Mr. Solmes will never have it in his power.
I don't know That, Miss: You'll have good luck to avoid having him, by what I can find; for my mamma says, they are all now of one mind, herself excepted; and she is forced to be silent, your papa and brother are both so outragious.
I am got above minding my brother, cousin Dolly: He is but my brother: -But to my papa I owe duty and obedience, if I could comply.
We are apt to be fond of any-body, who will side with us, when oppressed, or provoked: I always loved my cousin Dolly; but now she endeared herself to me ten times more, by her soothing concern for me. I asked what she would do, were she in my case?
Without hesitation she replied, Have Mr. Lovelace out-of-hand, and take up her own estate, if she were me; and there would be an end of it-And Mr. Lovelace, she said, was a fine gentleman;-Mr. Solmes was not worthy to buckle his shoes.
Miss Hervey told me further, that her mamma was desired to come to me, to fetch me in; but she excused herself. I should have all my friends, she said, she believed, sit in judgment upon me.
I wish it had been so. But, as I have been told since, neither my papa, nor my mamma, would trust themselves with me: The one for passion-sake, it seems; my mamma, for tenderer considerations.
By this time we entered the house. Miss accompanied me into the parlour, and left me, as a person devoted, I just then thought.
No-body was there. I sat down, and had leisure to weep; reflecting, with a sad heart, upon what my cousin Dolly had told me.
They were all in my sister's parlour adjoining: For I heard a confused mixture of voices, some louder than others, drowning, as it seemed, the more compassionating accents.
Female accents I could distinguish the drowned ones to be. O my dear! What a hard-hearted Sex is the other! Children of the same parents, how came they by their cruelty? -Do they get it by travel? Do they get it by conversation with one another? -Or how do they get it? -Yet my sister too, is as hard-hearted as any of them. But this may be no exception neither: For she has been thought to be masculine in her air, and in her spirit. She has then, perhaps, a soul of the other Sex in a body of ours. -And so, for the honour of our own, will I judge of every woman for the future, who, imitating the rougher manners of men, acts unbeseeming the gentleness of her own sex.
Forgive me, my dear friend, breaking into my story by these reflections. Were I rapidly to pursue my narration, without thinking, without reflecting, I believe I should hardly be able to keep in my right mind: Since vehemence and passion would then be always uppermost; but while I think as I write, I cool, and my hurry of spirits is allayed.
I believe I was above a quarter of an hour enjoying my own comfortless contemplations, before anybody came in to me; for they seemed in full debate. My aunt looked in first; O my dear, said she, are you there? and withdrew hastily to apprise them of it.
And then (as agreed upon, I suppose) in came my uncle Antony, crediting Mr. Solmes with the words, Let me lead you in, my dear friend; having hold of his hand; while the new-made Beau aukwardly followed, but more edgingly, as I may say, setting his feet mincingly, to avoid treading upon his leader's heels. Excuse me, my dear, this seeming levity; but those we do not love, in every thing are ungraceful with us.
I stood up. My uncle looked very surly. -Sit down!-sit down, girl! -And drawing a chair near me, he placed his dear friend in it, whether he would or not, I having taken my seat. And my uncle sat on the other side of me.
Well, niece, taking my hand, we shall have very little more to say to you than we have already said, as to the subject that is so distasteful to you-Unless, indeed, you have better considered of the matter- And first, let me know if you have?
The matter wants no consideration, Sir.
Very well, very well, Madam! said my uncle, withdrawing his hands from mine: Could I ever have thought of this from you?
For God's sake, dearest Madam, said Mr. Solmes, folding his hands-And there he stopped.
For God's sake, what, Sir? -How came God's sake, and your sake, I pray you, to be the same?
This silenc'd him. My uncle could only be angry; and that he was before.
Well, well, well, Mr. Solmes, said my uncle, no more of supplication. You have not confidence enough to expect a woman's favour.
He then was pleased to hint what great things he had designed to do for me; and that it was more for my sake, after he returned from the Indies, than for the sake of any other of the family, that he had resolved to live a single life. -But now, concluded he, that the perverse girl despises all the great things it was once as much in my will, as in my power, to do for her, I will change my measures.
I told him, that I most sincerely thanked him for all his kind intentions to me: But that I was willing to resign all claim to any other of his favours than kind looks, and words.
He looked about him this way and that.
Mr. Solmes looked pitifully down.
But both being silent, I was sorry, I added, that I had too much reason to say a very harsh thing, as it might be thought; which was, That if he would but be pleased to convince my brother and sister, that he was absolutely determined to alter his generous purposes towards me, it might possibly procure me better quarter from both, than I was otherwise likely to have.
My uncle was very much displeased. But he had not the opportunity to express his displeasure, as he seemed prepared to do; for in came my brother in exceeding great wrath; and called me several vile names. His success hitherto, had set him above keeping even decent measures.
Was This my spiteful construction, he asked? - Was This the interpretation I put upon his brotherly care of me, and concern for me, in order to prevent my ruining myself?
It is, indeed it is, said I: I know no other way to account for your late behaviour to me: And before your face, I repeat my request to my uncle, and I will make it to my other uncle, whenever I am permitted to see him, that they will confer all their favours upon you, and my sister; and only make me happy [It is all I wish for!] in their kind looks, and kind words-
How they all gazed upon one another! -But could I be less peremptory before the man?
And, as to your care and concern for me, Sir, turning to my brother; once more, I desire it not. You are but my brother. My papa and mamma, I bless God, are both living; and, were they not, you have given me abundant reason to say that you are the very last person I would wish to have any concern for me.
How, Niece? And is a Brother, an only Brother, of so little consideration with you, as this comes to? And ought he to have no concern for his sister's honour, and the family's honour?
My honour, Sir! -I desire none of his concern for That! It never was endanger'd till it had his undesired concerns! -Forgive me, Sir-But when my brother knows how to act like a brother, or behave like a gentleman, he may deserve more consideration from me, than it is possible for me to think he now does.
I thought my brother would have beat me upon this-But my uncle stood between us.
Violent girl, however, he called me! -Who, said he, would have thought it of her?
Then was Mr. Solmes told, that I was unworthy of his pursuit.
But Mr. Solmes warmly took my part: He could not bear, he said, that I should be treated so roughly.
And so very much did he exert himself on this occasion, and so patiently was his warmth received by my brother, that I began to suspect, that it was a contrivance to make me think myself obliged to him; and that it might, perhaps, be one end of the pressed- for interview.
The very suspicion of this low artifice, violent as I was thought to be before, put me still more out of patience; and my uncle and my brother again praising his wonderful generosity, and his noble return of good for evil, You are a happy man, Mr. Solmes, said I, that you can so easily confer obligations upon a whole family, except one ingrateful person of it, whom you seem to intend most to oblige; but who, being made unhappy by your favour, deserves not to owe to you any protection from the violence of a brother.
Then was I a rude, an ingrateful, an unworthy creature.
I own it all! -All, all you can call me, or think me, brother, do I own. I own my own unworthiness with regard to This gentleman: I take your word for his abundant merit, which I have neither leisure nor inclination to examine into-It may, perhaps, be as great as your own-But yet I cannot thank him for his mediation: For who sees not, looking at my uncle, that this is giving himself a merit with everybody at my expence?
Then turning to my brother, who seemed surprised into silence by my warmth, I must also acknowlege, Sir, the favour of your superabundant care for me. But I discharge you of it; at least, while I have the happiness of nearer and dearer relations. You have given me no reason to think better of your prudence, than of my own. I am independent of You, Sir; tho' I never desire to be so of my Father: And altho' I wish for the good opinion of my Uncles, it is All I wish for from Them: And This, Sir, I repeat, to make you and my sister easy.
Instantly almost came in Betty, in a great hurry, looking at me as spitefully as if she were my sister: Sir, said she to my brother, my master desires to speak to you this moment at the door.
He went to that which led into my sister's parlour; and this sentence I heard thundered from the mouth of one who had a right to all my reverence: Son James, let the rebel be this moment carried away to my brother's-This very moment-She shall not stay one hour more under my roof!
I trembled; I was ready to sink. Yet, not knowing what I did, or said, I flew to the door, and would have opened it-But my brother pulled it to, and held it close by the key-O my papa!-my dear papa, said I, falling upon my knees, at the door-admit your child to your presence! -Let me but plead my cause at your feet! -O reprobate not thus your distressed daughter!
My uncle put his handkerchief to his eyes: Mr. Solmes made a still more grievous face than he had before. But my brother's marble heart was untouched.
I will not stir from my knees, continued I, without admission. -At this door I beg it! -O let it be the door of mercy! And open it to me, honoured Sir, I beseech you! -But this once, this once! altho' you were afterwards to shut it against me for ever!
The door was endeavoured to be opened on the inside, which made my brother let go the key on a sudden, and I pressing against it (all the time remaining on my knees) fell flat on my face into the other parlour; however, without hurting myself. But everybody was gone, except Betty, who helped to raise me up; and I looked round that apartment, and seeing nobody there, re-entered the other, leaning upon Betty; and then threw myself into the chair which I had sat in before; and my eyes overflowed, to my great relief: While my uncle Antony, my brother, and Mr. Solmes, left me, and went to my other relations.
What passed among them, I know not: But my brother came in by the time I had tolerably recovered myself, with a settled and haughty gloom upon his brow-Your father and mother command you instantly to prepare for your uncle Antony's. You need not be solicitous about what you shall take with you. You may give Betty your keys: Take them, Betty, if the perverse-one has them about her, and carry them to her mother. She will take care to send every thing after you that you shall want. But another night you will not be permitted to stay in this house.
I don't choose to give my keys to any-body, except to my mamma, and into her own hands. You see how much I am disordered. It may cost me my life, to be hurried away so suddenly. I beg to be indulged, till next Monday at least.
That will not be granted you. So prepare for this very night. And give up your keys. Give them to me, Miss. I'll carry them to your mamma.
Excuse me, brother. Indeed, I won't.
Indeed you must. In no one instance comply, Madam Clary?
Not in this, Sir.
Have you any thing you are afraid should be seen by your mamma?
Not, if I be permitted to attend my mamma.
I'll make a report accordingly.
He went out.
In came Miss Dolly Hervey: I am sorry, Madam, to be the messenger! -But your mamma insists upon your sending up all the keys of your cabinet, library, and drawers.
Tell my mamma, that I yield them up to her commands; Tell her, I make no conditions with my mamma: But if she finds nothing she disapproves of, I beg that she will permit me to tarry here a few days longer. -Try, my Dolly [the dear girl sobbing with grief]; Try, if your gentleness cannot prevail for me.
She wept still more, and said, It is sad, very sad, to see matters thus carried!
She took the keys, and wrapped her arms about me; and begged me to excuse her. -And would have said more; but Betty's presence awed her, as I saw.
Don't pity me, my dear, said I. It will be imputed to you as a fault. You see who is by.
The insolent wench scornfully smiled: One young Lady pitying another in things of this nature, looks promising in the youngest, I must needs say.
I bid her, for a saucy creature, begone from my presence.
She would most gladly, she said, were she not to stay about me by my mamma's order.
It soon appeared for what she staid; for I offering to go up stairs to my apartment when my cousin went from me with the keys, she told me she was commanded, (to her very great regret, she must own) to desire me not to go up at present.
Such a bold-face, as she, I told her, should not hinder me.
She instantly rang the bell, and in came my brother, meeting me at the door.
Return, return, Miss-No going up yet.
I went in again, and throwing myself upon the window-seat, wept bitterly.
Shall I give you the particulars of a ridiculously spiteful conversation that passed between my brother and me, while he, with Betty, was in office to keep me in play, and my closet was searching? -But I think I will not. It can answer no good end.
I desired several times, while he stay'd, to have leave to retire to my apartment; but it was not permitted me. The search, I suppose, was not over. Bella was one of those employ'd in it. They could not have a more diligent searcher. How happy it was they were disappointed!
But when my sister could not find the cunning creature's papers; I was to stand another visit from Mr. Solmes-preceded now by my aunt Hervey, sorely against her will, I could see that; accompany'd by my uncle Antony, in order to keep her steady, I suppose.
But being a little heavy (for it is now past Two in the morning), I will lie down in my cloaths, to indulge the kind summons, if it will be indulged.
Three o'Clock, Wednesday Morning.
I could not sleep-Only dozed away one half-hour.
My aunt Hervey accosted me thus-O my dear child, what troubles do you give to your parents, and to every-body! -I wonder at you!
I am sorry for it, Madam.
Sorry for it, child! -Why then so very obstinate? -Come, sit down, my dear. I will sit next you, taking my hand.
My uncle placed Mr. Solmes on the other side of me: Himself over-against me, almost close to me. Finely beset now, my dear! Was I not?
Your brother, child, said my aunt, is too passionate -His zeal for your welfare pushes him on a little too vehemently.
Very true, said my uncle: But no more of This. We would now be glad to see if milder means will do with you-Tho', indeed, they were tried before.
I asked my aunt, If it were necessary, that That gentleman should be present?
There is a reason, that he should, said my aunt, as you will hear by-and-by. But I must tell you, first, that, thinking you was a little too angrily treated by your brother, your mamma desired me to try what gentler means would do upon a spirit so generous as we used to think yours.
Nothing can be done, Madam, I must presume to say, if This gentleman's address be the end.
She looked upon my uncle, who bit his lip, and looked upon Mr. Solmes, who rubbed his cheek; and shaking her head, Good, dear creature, said she, be calm: -Let me ask you, If something would have been done, had you been gentler used, than you seem to think you have been?
No, Madam, I cannot say it would, in this gentleman's favour. You know, Madam, you know, Sir, to my uncle, I ever valued myself upon my sincerity: And once, indeed, had the happiness to be valued for it.
My uncle took Mr. Solmes aside. I heard him say, whisperingly, She must, she shall, be still yours! - We'll see, who'll conquer, parents, or child, uncles, or niece! -I doubt not to be witness to all this being got over, and many a good-humour'd jest made of this high phrensy!
I was heartily vexed.
Tho' we cannot find out, continued he, yet we guess, who puts her upon this obstinate behaviour. It is not natural to her, man. Nor would I concern myself so much about her, but that I know what I say to be true, and intend to do great things for her.
I will hourly pray for that happy time, whisper'd, as audibly, Mr. Solmes. I never will revive the remembrance of what is now so painful to me.
Well, but, niece, I am to tell you, said my aunt, that the sending up your keys, without making any conditions, has wrought for you what nothing else could have done. -That, and the not finding anything that could give them umbrage, together with Mr. Solmes's interposition-
O, Madam, let me not owe an obligation to Mr. Solmes. -I cannot repay it, except by my thanks; and those only on condition that he will decline his suit. To my thanks, Sir, (turning to him) if you have a heart capable of humanity, if you have any esteem for me, for my own sake, I beseech you to intitle yourself! -I beseech you, do!-
O Madam, cry'd he, believe, believe, believe me, it is impossible! -While you are single, I will hope. While that hope is encouraged by so many worthy friends, I must persevere! -I must not slight them, Madam, because you slight me.
I answered him with a look of high disdain; and, turning from him-But what favour, dear Madam, (to my aunt) has the instance of duty you mention procur'd me?
Your mamma and Mr. Solmes, replied my aunt, have prevailed, that your request, to stay here till Monday next, shall be granted, if you will promise to go chearfully then.
Let me but choose my own visitors, and I will go to my uncle's house with pleasure.
Well, niece, said my aunt, we must wave this subject, I find. We will now proceed to another, which will require your utmost attention. It will give you the reason why Mr. Solmes's presence is requisite.-
Ay, said my uncle, and shew you what sort of a man Somebody is. Mr. Solmes, pray favour us, in the first place, with the letter you received from your anonymous friend.
I will, Sir. And out he pulled a letter-case, and, taking out a letter, It is written in answer to one sent to the person. It is superscribed, To Roger Solmes, Esq;. It begins thus: Honoured Sir-
I beg your pardon, Sir, said I: But what, pray, is the intent of reading this letter to me?
To let you know, what a vile man you are thought to have set your heart upon, said my uncle, in an audible whisper.
If, Sir, it be suspected, that I have set my heart upon any other, why is Mr. Solmes to give himself any farther trouble about me?
Only hear, niece, said my aunt: Only hear what Mr. Solmes has to read, and to say to you, on this head.
If, Madam, Mr. Solmes will be pleased to declare, that he has no view to serve, no end to promote, for himself, I will hear any thing he shall read. But if the contrary, you must allow me to say, That it will abate with me a great deal of the weight of whatever he shall produce.
Hear it but read, niece, said my aunt.-
Hear it read, said my uncle. -You are so ready to take part with-
With any-body, Sir, that is accused anonymously; and from interested motives.
He began to read; and there seemed to be a heavy load of charges in this letter, against the poor criminal: But I stopped the reading of it, and said, It will not be my fault, if this vilified man be not as indifferent to me, as one whom I never saw. If he be otherwise at present, which I neither own, nor deny, it proceeds from the strange methods taken to prevent it. Do not let one cause unite him and me, and we shall not be united. If my offer to live single be accepted, he shall be no more to me than this gentleman.
Still-Proceed, Mr. Solmes-Hear it out, niece, was my uncle's cry.
But, to what purpose, Sir? said I-Has not Mr. Solmes a view in this? And, besides, can any-thing worse be said of Mr. Lovelace, than I have heard said for several months past?
But this, said my uncle, and what Mr. Solmes can tell you besides, amounts to the fullest proof-
Was the unhappy man, then, so freely treated in his character before, without full proof? I beseech you, Sir, give me not too good an opinion of Mr. Lovelace; as I may have, if such pains be taken to make him guilty, by one who means not his reformation by it; nor to do good, if I may presume to say so in this case, to any-body but himself.
I see very plainly, said my uncle, your prepossession, your fond prepossession, for the person of a man without morals.
Indeed, my dear, said my aunt, you too much justify all our apprehensions. Surprising! that a young creature of virtue and honour should thus esteem a man of a quite opposite character!
Dear Madam, do not conclude against me too hastily. I believe Mr. Lovelace is far from being so good as he ought to be: But if every man's private life were searched into by prejudiced people, set on for that purpose, I know not whose reputation would be safe. I love a virtuous character, as much in man, as in woman. I think it as requisite, and as meritorious, in the one as in the other. And, if left to myself, I would prefer a person of such a character to Royalty, without it.
Why then, said my uncle-
Give me leave, Sir-But I may venture to say, that many of those who have escaped censure, have not merited applause.
Permit me to observe further, That Mr. Solmes himself may not be absolutely faultless. I never heard of his virtues. Some vices I have heard of-Excuse me, Mr. Solmes, I speak to your face-The text about casting the first stone affords an excellent lesson.
He looked down; but was silent.
Mr. Lovelace may have vices you have not. You may have others, which he has not. -I speak not this to defend him, or to accuse you. No man is bad, no one is good, in every-thing. Mr. Lovelace, for example, is said to be implacable, and to hate my friends; that does not make me value him the more. But give me leave to say, That they hate him as bad. Mr. Solmes has his antipathies, likewise, very strong ones! and those to his own relations! which I don't find to be the other's fault; for he lives well with his. -Yet he may have as bad: -Worse, pardon me, he cannot have, in my poor opinion: For what must be the man, who hates his own flesh?
I may not, nor do I desire to know his reasons: It concerns me not to know them: But the world, even the impartial part of it, accuses him. If the world is unjust, or rash, in one man's case, why may it not be so in another's? That's all I mean by it. Nor can there be a greater sign of want of merit, than where a man seeks to pull down another's character, in order to build up his own.
The poor man's face was all this time overspread with confusion; it appearing as if he were ready to cry; twisted, as it were, and all awry, neither mouth nor nose standing in the middle of it. And had he been capable of pitying me, I had certainly tried to pity him.
They all three gazed upon one another in silence. My aunt, I saw (at least I thought so), looked as if she would have been glad she might have appeared to approve of what I said. She but feebly blamed me, when she spoke, for not hearing what Mr. Solmes had to say. He himself seemed not now very earnest to be heard. My uncle said, There was no talking to me. And I should have absolutely silenced both gentlemen, had not my brother come in again to their assistance.
This was the strange speech he made at his entrance, his eyes flaming with anger; This prating girl has struck you all dumb, I perceive. Persevere however, Mr. Solmes. I have heard every word she has said: And I know no other method of being even with her, than, after she is yours, to make her as sensible of your power, as she now makes you of her insolence.
Fie, cousin Harlowe! said my aunt-Could I have thought a brother would have said this to a gentleman, of a sister?
I must tell you, Madam, said he, that you give the rebel courage. You yourself seem to favour too much the arrogance of her sex in her; otherwise she durst not have thus stopp'd her uncle's mouth by reflections upon him; as well as denied to hear a gentleman tell her the danger she is in from a libertine, whose protection, as she has plainly hinted, she intends to claim against her family.
Stopp'd my uncle's mouth, by reflections upon him, Sir! said I, How can that be! How dare you to make such an application as This!
My aunt wept at his reflection upon her. -Cousin, said she to him, If This be the thanks I have for my trouble, I have done: Your father would not treat me thus: -And I will say, that the hint you gave was an unbrotherly one.
Not more unbrotherly than all the rest of his conduct to me, of late, Madam, said I. I see, by this specimen of his violence, how every-body has been brought into his measures. Had I any the least apprehension of ever being in Mr. Solmes's power, this might have affected me. But you see, Sir, to Mr. Solmes, what a conduct is thought necessary to enable you to arrive at your ungenerous end. You see how my brother courts for you!
I disclaim Mr. Harlowe's violence, Madam, with all my soul. I will never remind you-
Silence, worthy Sir! said I; I will take care you never shall have the opportunity.
Less violence, Clary, said my uncle. Cousin James, you are as much to blame as your sister.
In then came my sister. Brother, said she, you kept not your promise. You are thought to be to blame within, as well as here. Were not Mr. Solmes's generosity and affection to the girl well known, what you have said would be inexcusable. My papa desires to speak with you; and with you, aunt; and with you, uncle; and with you, Mr. Solmes, if you please.
They all four withdrew into the next apartment.
I stood silent, as not knowing, till she spoke, how to take this intervention of my sister's. -O thou perverse thing, said she, (poking out her angry face at me, when they were all gone, but speaking spitefully low)-What troubles do you give to us all!
You and my brother, Bella, said I, give trouble to yourselves; for neither you nor he have any business to concern yourselves about me.
She threw out some spiteful expressions, still in a low voice, as if she chose not to be heard without; and I thought it best to oblige her to raise her tone a little, if I could. If I could, did I say? It is easy to make a passionate spirit answer all our views upon it.
She accordingly flamed out in a raised tone: And this brought my cousin Dolly in to us. Miss Harlowe, your company is desired.
I will come presently, cousin Dolly.
But again provoking a severity from me which she could not bear, and calling me names; in once more came Dolly, with another message, that her company was desired.
Not mine, I doubt, Miss Dolly, said I.
The sweet-temper'd girl burst out into tears, and shook her head.
Go in before me, child, said Bella (vexed to see her concern for me), with thy sharp face like a new moon: What dost thou cry for? Is it to make thy keen face look still keener?
I believe Bella was blamed, too, when she went in; for I heard her say, The creature was so provoking, there was no keeping a resolution.
Mr. Solmes, after a little while, came in again by himself, to take leave of me: Full of scrapes and compliments; but too well tutored and encouraged, to give me hope of his declining. He begged me not to impute to him any of the severe things to which he had been a sorrowful witness. He besought my compassion, as he called it.
He said, the result was, That he had still hopes given him; and, altho' discouraged by me, he was resolved to persevere, while I remained single: -And such long and such painful services he talk'd of, as never were heard of.
I told him, in the strongest manner, what he had to trust to.
Yet still he determined to persist. -While I was no man's else, he must hope.
What! said I, will you still persist, when I declare, as I now do, that my affections are engaged? - And let my brother make the most of it.-
He knew my principles, and adored me for them.
He doubted not, that it was in his power to make me happy: And he was sure I would not want the will to be so.
I assured him, that, were I to be carried to my uncle's, it should answer no end; for I would never see him; nor receive a line from him; nor hear a word in his favour, whoever were the person who should mention him to me.
He was sorry for it. He must be miserable, were I to hold in that mind. But he doubted not, that I might be induced by my father and uncles to change it.-
Never, never, he might depend upon it.
It was richly worth his patience, and the trial.
At my expence? -At the price of all my happiness, Sir?
He hoped I should be induced to think otherwise.
And then would he have run into his fortune, his settlements, his affection-Vowing, that never man loved a woman with so sincere a passion, as he loved me.
I stopp'd him, as to the first part of his speech: And to the second, of the sincerity of his passion;- What then, Sir, said I, is your love to one, who must assure you, that never young creature looked upon man with a sincerer disapprobation, than I look upon you: And tell me, What argument can you urge, that this true declaration answers not beforehand?
Dearest Madam, what can I say? -On my knees I beg-
And down the ungraceful wretch dropp'd on his knees.
Let me not kneel in vain, Madam: Let me not be thus despised. -And he looked most odiously sorrowful.
I have kneeled too, Mr. Solmes: Often have I kneeled: And I will kneel again-Even to you, Sir, will I kneel, if there be so much merit in kneeling; provided you will not be the implement of my cruel brother's undeserved persecution.-
If all the services, even to worship you during my whole life-You, Madam, invoke and expect mercy, yet shew none-
Am I to be cruel to myself, to shew mercy to you? -Take my estate, Sir, with all my heart, since you are such a favourite in This house! -Only leave me myself-The mercy you ask for, do you shew to others.
If you mean to my relations, Madam-unworthy as they are, all shall be done that you shall prescribe.
Who, I, Sir, to find you bowels you naturally have not? I to purchase their happiness, by the forfeiture of my own? What I ask you for, is mercy to myself: That, since you seem to have some power over my relations, you will use it in my behalf. Tell them, that you see I cannot conquer my aversion to you: Tell them, if you are a wise man, that you value too much your own happiness, to risque it against such a determin'd antipathy: Tell them, that I am unworthy of your offers: And that, in mercy to yourself, as well as to me, you will not prosecute a suit so impossible to be granted.
I will risque all consequences, said the fell wretch, rising, with a countenance whiten'd over, as if with malice, his hollow eyes flashing fire, and biting his under-lip, to shew he could be manly. Your hatred, Madam, shall be no objection with me: And I doubt not in a few days to have it in my power to shew you-
You have it in your power, Sir-
He came well off-To shew you more generosity, than, noble as you are said to be to others, you shew to me.
The man's face became his anger: It seems form'd to express the passion.
At that instant, again came in my brother-Sister, sister, sister, said he, with his teeth set, act on the termagant part you have so newly assumed-Most wonderfully well does it become you. It is but a short one, however. Tyranness in your turn! accuse others of your own guilt! -But leave her, leave her, Mr. Solmes; her time is short. You'll find her humble and mortify'd enough very quickly! -Then, how like a little tame fool will she look, with her conscience upbraiding her, and begging of you [with a whining voice, the barbarous brother spoke] to forgive and forget!-
More he said, as he flew out, with a face as red as scarlet, upon Shorey's coming in to recal him, on his violence.
I removed from chair to chair, excessively frighted and disturbed, at this brutal treatment.
The man attempted to excuse himself, as being sorry for my brother's passion.
Leave me, leave me, Sir, fanning-or I shall faint. And indeed I thought I should.
He recommended himself to my favour with an air of assurance; augmented, as I thought, by a distress so visible in me; for he even snatched my trembling, my struggling hand; and ravish'd it to his odious mouth.
I flung from him with high disdain: And he withdrew, bowing and cringing; self-gratify'd, and enjoying, as I thought, the confusion he saw me in.
The creature is now, methinks, before me; and now I see him aukwardly striding backward, as he retired, till the edge of the open'd door, which he run against, remember'd him to turn his welcome back upon me.
Upon his withdrawing, Betty brought me word, that I was permitted to go up to my own chamber: And was bid to consider of every-thing: For my time was short. Nevertheless, she believed I might be permitted to stay till Saturday.
She tells me, That altho' my brother and sister were blam'd for being so hasty with me, yet when they made their report, and my uncle Antony his, of my provocations, they were all more determin'd than ever in Mr. Solmes's favour.
The wretch himself, she tells me, pretends to be more in love with me than before; and to be rather delighted, than discouraged, with the conversation that passed between us. He run on, she says, in raptures, about the grace wherewith I should dignify his board; and the like sort of stuff, either of his saying, or her making.
She closed all with a Now is my time to submit with a grace, and to make my own terms with him: - Else, she can tell me, were she Mr. Solmes, it should be worse for me: And who, Miss, of our sex, proceeded the saucy creature, would admire a rakish gentleman, when she might be admired by a sober one to the end of the chapter?
The creature tells me, I have had amazing good luck, to keep my writings concealed so cunningly: I must needs think, that she knows I am always at my pen: And as I endeavour to hide that knowlege from her, she is not obliged to keep my secret. But that she loves not to aggravate. She had rather reconcile by much. Peace-making is her talent, and ever was. And had she been as much my foe, as I imagined, I had not perhaps been here now. -But this, however, she said not to make a merit with me: For, truly, it would be better for me the sooner everything was over with me. And better for her, and every-one else; that was certain. -Yet one hint she must conclude with; that my pen and ink, she would assure me (soon as I was to go away), would not be long in my power. And then, having lost that amusement, it would be seen, how a mind so active as mine, would be able to employ itself.
This hint has such an effect upon me, that I shall instantly begin to conceal, in different places, pens, ink, and paper; and to deposite some in the ivy-summer-house, if I can find a safe place; and, at the worst, I have got a pencil of black, and another of red, lead, which I use in my drawings; and my patterns shall serve for paper, if I have no other.
How lucky it was, that I had got away my papers! They made a strict search for them; That I can see, by the disorderly manner they have left all things in: For you know that I am such an observer of method, that I can go to a bit of ribband, or lace, or edging, blindfold: The same in my books; which they have strangely disordered and mismatched, to look behind them, and in some of them, I suppose. My cloaths, too, are rumpled not a little. No place has escaped them. To your hint, I thank you, are they indebted for their disappointment.
The pen, thro' heaviness and fatigue, dropp'd out of my fingers, at the word indebted. I resume it, to finish the sentence; and to tell you, that I am,
Your for-ever obliged and affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXXII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday, Eleven o' Clock, April 5.
I must write as I have opportunity; making use of my concealed stores: For my pens and ink (all of each, that they could find) are taken from me; as I shall tell you more particularly by-and-by.
About an hour ago, I deposited my long letter to you; as also, in the usual place, a billet to Mr. Lovelace, lest his impatience should put him upon some rashness; signifying, in four lines, 'That the interview was over; and that I hoped my steady refusal of Mr. Solmes would discourage any further applications to me in his favour.'
Altho' I was unable, through the fatigue I had undegone, and by reason of sitting up all night to write to you, (which made me lie longer than ordinary this morning) to deposit my letter to you sooner; yet I hope you will have it in such good time, as that you will be able to send me an answer to it this night, or in the morning early; which, if ever so short, will inform me, whether I may depend upon your mamma's indulgence, or not. This it behoves me to know as soon as possible; for they are resolved to hurry me away on Saturday next, at farthest; perhaps to-morrow.
I will now inform you of all that happen'd previous to their taking away my pen and ink, as well as of the manner in which that act of violence, as I may call it, was committed; and this as briefly as I can.
My aunt, (who with Mr. Solmes, and my two uncles) lives here, I think, came up to me, and said, she would fain have me hear what Mr. Solmes had to say of Mr. Lovelace-Only that I might be apprised of some things, that would convince me what a vile man he is, and what a wretched husband he must make. -I might give them what degree of credit I pleased; and take them with abatement for Mr. Solmes's interestedness, if I thought fit. -But it might be of use to me, were it but to question Mr. Lovelace indirectly upon some of them, that related to myself.
I was indifferent, I said, about what he could say of me, as I was sure it could not be to my disadvantage; and as he had no reason to impute to me the forwardness which my unkind friends had so causelesly taxed me with.
She said, That he gave himself high airs on account of his family; and spoke as despicably of ours, as if an alliance with us were beneath him.
I reply'd, That he was a very unworthy man, if it were true, to speak slightingly of a family, which was as good as his own, 'bating that it was not allied to the peerage: That the dignity itself, I thought, convey'd more shame than honour to descendents, who had not merit to adorn, as well as to be adorned by it: That my brother's absurd pride, indeed, which made him every-where declare, he would never marry but to quality, gave a disgraceful preference against ours: But that were I to be assured, that Mr. Lovelace were capable of so mean a pride, as to insult us, or value himself, on such an accidental advantage, I should think as despicably of his sense, as every-body else did of his morals.
She insisted upon it, that he had taken such liberties; and offer'd to give some instances, which, she said, would surprise me.
I answer'd, That were it ever so certain, that Mr. Lovelace had taken such liberties, it would be but common justice, (so much hated as he was by all our family, and so much inveighed against in all companies by them) to inquire into the provocation he had to say what was imputed to him; and whether the value some of my friends put upon the riches they possess, (throwing perhaps contempt upon every other advantage, and even discrediting their own pretensions to family, in order to depreciate his) might not provoke him to like contempts. Upon the whole, Madam, said I, can you say, that the inveteracy lies not as much on our side, as on his? Can he say any-thing of us more disrespectful, than we say of him? -And as to the suggestion, so often repeated, that he would make a bad husband, is it possible for him to use a wife worse than I am used; particularly by my brother and sister?
Ah, niece! ah, my dear! how firmly has this wicked man attached you!
Perhaps not, Madam. But really great care should be taken by fathers and mothers, when they would have their daughters of their minds in these particulars, not to say things that shall necessitate the child, in honour and generosity, to take part with the man her friends are averse to. But, waving all this, as I have offered to renounce him for ever, I see not why he should be mentioned to me, nor why I should be wished to hear any-thing about him.
Well, but still, my dear, there can be no harm to let Mr. Solmes tell you what Mr. Lovelace has said of you. Severely as you have treated Mr. Solmes, he is fond of attending you once more: He begs to be heard on this head.
If it be proper for me to hear it, Madam-
It is, eagerly interrupted she, very proper.
Has what he has said of me, Madam, convinced you of Mr. Lovelace's baseness?
It has, my dear: And that you ought to abhor him for it.
Then, dear Madam, be pleased to let me hear it from your mouth: There is no need that I should see Mr. Solmes, when it will have double the weight from you. What, Madam, has the man dared to say of me?
My aunt was quite at a loss.
At last, Well, said she, I see how you are attached. I am sorry for it, Miss. For I do assure you, it will signify nothing. You must be Mrs. Solmes; and that in a very few days.
If consent of heart, and assent of voice, be necessary to a marriage, I am sure I never can, nor ever will be married to Mr. Solmes. And what will any of my relations be answerable for, if they force my hand into his, and hold it there till the Service be read; I perhaps insensible, and in fits, all the time?
What a romantic picture of a forced marriage have you drawn, niece! Some people would say, you have given a fine description of your own obstinacy, child.
My brother and sister would: But you, Madam, distinguish, I am sure, between obstinacy and aversion.
Supposed aversion may owe its rise to real obstinacy my dear.
I know my own heart, Madam. I wish you did.
Well, but see Mr. Solmes, once more, niece. It will oblige, and make for you, more than you imagine.
What should I see him for, Madam? -Is the man fond of hearing me declare my aversion to him? -Is he desirous of having me more and more incense my friends against myself? -O my cunning, my ambitious brother!
Ah, my dear!-with a look of pity, as if she understood the meaning of my exclamation: -But must That necessarily be the case?
It must, Madam, if they will take offence at me for declaring my stedfast detestation of Mr. Solmes, as a husband.
Mr. Solmes is to be pitied, said she. He adores you. He longs to see you once more. He loves you the better for your cruel usage of him yesterday. He is in raptures about you.
Ugly creature, thought I! He in raptures!-
What a cruel wretch must He be, said I, who can enjoy the distress he so largely contributes to! -But I see, I see, Madam, that I am consider'd as an animal to be baited, to make sport for my brother, and sister, and Mr. Solmes. They are all, all of them, wanton in their cruelty. -I, Madam, see the man!-the man so incapable of pity! -Indeed I won't see him, if I can help it. -Indeed I won't.
What a construction does your lively wit put upon the admiration Mr. Solmes expresses of you! -Passionate as you were yesterday, and contemptuously as you treated him, he dotes upon you for the very severity he suffers by. He is not so ungenerous a man as you think him: Nor has he an unfeeling heart. - Let me prevail upon you, my dear (as your father and mother expect it of you), to see him once more, and hear what he has to say to you.-
How can I consent to see him again, when yesterday's interview was interpreted by you, Madam, as well as by every other, as an encouragement to him? When I myself declared, that if I saw him a second time by my own consent, it might be so taken? And when I am determined never to encourage him?
You might spare your reflections upon me, Miss. I have no thanks either from one side, or the other.
And away she flung.
Dearest Madam! said I, following her to the door-
But she would not hear me further; and her sudden breaking from me occasioned a hurry to some mean listener; as the slipping of a foot from the landing-place on the stairs discovered to me.
I had scarcely recovered myself from this attack, when up came Betty, with a, Miss, your company is desired below-stairs in your own parlour.
By whom, Betty?
How can I tell, Miss? -Perhaps by your sister; perhaps by your brother-I know they won't come up-stairs to your apartment again.
Is Mr. Solmes gone, Betty?
I believe he is, Miss: -Would you have him sent for back, said the bold creature?
Down I went: And who should I be sent for down to, but my brother and Mr. Solmes? The latter standing sneaking behind the door, that I saw him not, till I was mockingly led by the hand into the room by my brother. And then I started as if I had beheld a ghost.
You are to sit down, Clary.
And what then, brother?
Why, then, you are to put off that scornful look, and hear what Mr. Solmes has to say to you.
Sent for down to be baited again, thought I!
Madam, said Mr. Solmes, as if in haste to speak, lest he should not have opportunity given him; and he judged right; Mr. Lovelace is a declared marriage-hater, and has a design upon your honour, if ever-
Base accuser! said I, in a passion, snatching my hand from my brother, who was insolently motioning to give it to Mr. Solmes; he has not!-he dares not! But you have! if endeavouring to force a free mind, is to dishonour it!
O thou violent creature! said my brother-But not gone yet-for I was rushing away.
What mean you, Sir (struggling vehemently to get away), to detain me thus against my will?
You shall not go, violence, clasping his unbrotherly arms about me.
Then let not Mr. Solmes stay. -Why hold you me thus? He shall not, for your own sake, if I can help it, see how barbarously a brother can treat a sister, who deserves not evil treatment.
And I struggled so vehemently to get from him, that he was forced to quit my hand; which he did with these words-Begone, then, Fury! -How strong is will! -There is no holding her.
And up I flew to my chamber again, and locked myself in, trembling, and out of breath.
In less than a quarter of an hour, up came Betty. I let her in, upon her tapping, and asking (half out of breath too) for admittance.
The Lord have mercy upon us! said she. -What a confusion of a house is This! -Hurrying up and down, fanning herself with her handkerchief-Such angry masters and mistresses! Such an obstinate young lady! -Such an humble lover! -Such enraged uncles! -Such-O dear! dear! What a topsy-turvy house is This? -And all for what, trow? -Only because a young Lady may be happy, and will not? - Only because a young Lady will have a husband, and will not have a husband? -What hurly-burlies are here, where all used to be peace and quietness?
Thus she ran on, talking to herself; while I sat as patiently as I could (being assured that her errand was not designed to be a welcome one to me), to observe when her soliloquy would end.
At last, turning to me-I must do as I am bid: I can't help it-Don't be angry with me, Miss. But I must carry down your pen and ink: And that, this moment.
By whose order?
By your papa's and mamma's.
How shall I know that?
She offered to go to my closet: I stept in before her: Touch it, if you dare.
Up came my cousin Dolly-Madam!-Madam! said the poor weeping good-natured creature, in broken sentences-You must-indeed you must-deliver to Betty-or to me-your pen and ink.
Must I, my sweet cousin? Then I will to you; but not to this bold body. And so I gave my standish to her.
I am sorry, very sorry, said Miss, to be the messenger: But your papa will not have you in the same house with him: He is resolved you shall be carried away to-morrow, or Saturday at farthest. And therefore your pen and ink is taken away, that you may give no-body notice of it.
And away went the dear girl very sorrowfully, carrying down with her my standish, and all its furniture, and a little parcel of pens beside, which having been seen when the great search was made, she was bid to ask for: As it happened, I had not diminished it, having half a dozen Crow-quills, which I had hid in as many different places. It was lucky; for I doubt not they had told how many were in the parcel.
Betty run on, telling me, that my mamma was now as much incensed against me, as any-body- That my doom was fixed! -That my violent behaviour had not left one to plead for me. That Mr. Solmes bit his lip, and mumbled, and seemed to have more in his head, than could come out at his mouth; that was her phrase.
And yet she also hinted to me, that the cruel creature took pleasure in seeing me; altho' so much to my disgust. -And so wanted to see me again. Must he not be a savage, my dear?
The wench went on-That my uncle Harlowe said, That now he gave me up. -That he pitied Mr. Solmes-Yet hoped he would not think of This to my detriment hereafter: That my uncle Antony was of opinion, That I ought to smart for it: And, for her part-And then, as one of the family, she gave her opinion of the same side.
As I have no other way of hearing any thing that is said, or intended, below, I bear sometimes more patiently, than I otherwise should do, with her impertinence. And, indeed, she seems to be in all my brother's and sister's counsels.
Miss Hervey came up again, and demanded an half-pint ink-bottle, which they had seen in my closet.
I gave it her without hesitation.
If they have no suspicion of my being able to write, they will, perhaps, let me stay longer than otherwise they would.
This, my dear, is now my situation.
All my dependence, all my hopes, is in your mamma's favour. But for That, I know not what I might do: For who can tell what will come next?

### v2 LETTER XXXIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday, Four o'Clock in the Afternoon.
I am just returned from depositing the letter I so lately finished, and such of Mr. Lovelace's letters as I had sent you. My long letter, I found remaining there. -So you'll have both together.
I am concerned, methinks, it is not with you. -But your servant cannot always be at leisure. However, I'll deposite as fast as I write: I must keep nothing by me now; and when I write, lock myself in, that I may not be surprised, now they think I have no pen and ink.
I found, in the usual place, another letter from this diligent man: And by its contents, a confirmation, that nothing passes in this house, but he knows it; and that, as soon as it passes. For this letter must have been written before he could have received my billet; and deposited, I suppose, when that was taken away; yet, he compliments me in it, upon asserting myself, as he calls it, on that occasion, to my uncle and to Mr. Solmes.
'He assures me, however, that they are more and more determin'd to subdue me.
'He sends me the compliments of his family; and acquaints me with their earnest desire to see me amongst them. Most vehemently does he press for my quitting This house, while it is in my power to get away: And again craves leave to order his uncle's chariot-and-six to attend my orders at the style leading to the coppice, adjoining to the paddock.
'Settlements to my own will, he again offers. Lord M. and both his aunts to be guaranties of his honour and justice. But, if I choose not to go to either of his aunts, nor yet to make him the happiest of men so soon, as it is nevertheless his hope that I will, he urges me to withdraw to my own house; and to accept of my Lord M. for my guardian and protector, till my cousin Morden arrives. He can contrive, he says, to give me easy possession of it, and will fill it with his female relations, on the first invitation from me; and Mrs. Norton, or Miss Howe, may be undoubtedly prevailed upon to be with me for a time. There can be no pretence for litigation, he says, when I am once in it. Nor, if I choose to have it so, will he appear to visit me; nor presume to mention marriage to me till all is quiet and easy; till every method I shall prescribe for a reconciliation with my friends, is try'd; till my cousin comes; till such settlements are drawn, as he shall approve of for me; and that I have unexceptionable proofs of his own good behaviour.'
As to the disgrace a person of my character may be apprehensive of, upon quitting my father's house, he observes, too truly, I doubt, 'That the treatment I meet with, is in every one's mouth: Yet, he says, that the public voice is in my favour: My friends themselves, he says, expect that I will do myself, what he calls, this justice; why else do they confine me? He urges, that, thus treated, the independence I have a right to, will be my sufficient excuse, going but from their house to my own, if I choose that measure; or, in order to take possession of my own, if I do not: That all the disgrace I can receive, they have already given me: That his concern, and his family's concern, in my honour, will be equal to my own, if he may be so happy ever to call me his: And he presumes to aver, that no family can better supply the loss of my own friends to me, than his, in whatever way I do them the honour to accept of his and their protection.
'But he repeats, that, in all events, he will oppose my being carried to my uncle's; being well assured, that I shall be lost to him for ever, if once I enter into that house.' He tells me, 'That my brother and sister, and Mr. Solmes, design to be there to receive me: That my father and mother will not come near me, till the ceremony is actually over: And that then they will appear, in order to try to reconcile me to my odious husband, by urging upon me the obligations I shall be supposed to be under, from a double duty.'
How, my dear, am I driven between both! -This last intimation is but a too probable one. All the steps they take, seem to tend to this! And, indeed, they have declared almost as much.
He owns, 'That he has already taken his measures upon this intelligence: -But that he is so desirous, for my sake [I must suppose, he says, that he owes them no forbearance for their own], to avoid coming to extremities, that he has suffer'd a person, whom they do not suspect, to acquaint them, as if unknown to himself, with his resolutions, if they persist in their design to carry me by violence to my uncle's; in hopes, that they may be induced, from fear of mischief, to change their measures: Altho' he runs a risque, if he cannot be benefited by their fears, from their doubly guarding themselves against him on this intimation!'
What a dangerous enterprizer, however, is this man!
'He begs a few lines from me, by way of answer to this letter, either This evening, or to-morrow morning. -If he be not so favour'd, he shall conclude, from what he knows of their fixed determination, that I shall be under a closer restraint than before: And he shall be obliged to take his measures according to that presumption.'
You will see by this abstract, as well as by his letter preceding This (for both run in the same strain); how strangely forward the difficulty of my situation has brought him in his declarations and proposals; and in his threatenings too: Which, but for That, I would not take from him.
Something, however, I must speedily resolve upon, or it will be out of my power to help myself.
Now I think of it, I will inclose his letter (so might have spared the abstract of it), that you may the better judge of all his proposals, and intelligence; and lest it should fall into other hands. I cannot forget the contents, altho' I am at a loss what answer to return.
I cannot bear the thoughts of throwing myself upon the protection of his friends: -But I will not examine his proposals closely, till I hear from you. Indeed, I have no eligible hope, but in your mamma's goodness. Hers is a protection I could more reputably fly to, than to That of any other person: And from hers should be ready to return to my father's (for the breach then would not be irreparable, as it would be, if I fled to his family): To return, I repeat, on such terms as shall secure but my negative; not my independence: I do not aim at That (so shall lay your mamma under the less difficulty); altho' I have a right to it, if I were to insist upon it: -Such a right, I mean, as my brother exerts in the estate, left him; and which no-body disputes. -God forbid, that I should ever think myself freed from my father's reasonable controul, whatever right my grandfather's will has given me! He, good gentleman, left me that estate, as a reward of my duty, and not to set me above it, as has been justly hinted to me: And this reflection makes me more fearful of not answering the intention of so valuable a bequest. -O that my friends knew but my heart! -Would but think of it, as they used to do-For once more, I say, If it deceive me not, it is not altered, altho' theirs are!
Would but your mamma permit you to send her chariot, or chaise, to the bye-place where Mr. Lovelace proposes his uncle's shall come (provoked, intimidated, and apprehensive, as I am), I would not hesitate a moment what to do! -Place me any-where, as I have said before! -In a cott, in a garret; anywhere -Disguised as a servant-or let me pass as a servant's sister-So that I may but escape Mr. Solmes on one hand, and the disgrace of refuging with the family of a man at enmity with my own, on the other; and I shall be in some measure happy! -Should your good mamma refuse me, what refuge, or whose, can I fly to? -Dearest creature, advise your distressed friend.
I broke off here-I was so excessively uneasy, that I durst not trust myself with my own reflections: So went down to the garden, to try to calm my mind, by shifting the scene. I took but one turn upon the filbeard walk, when Betty came to me. Here Miss, is your Papa! -Here is your uncle Antony! - Here is my young master-and my young mistress, coming, to take a walk in the garden; and your papa sends me to see where you are, for fear he should meet you.
I struck into an oblique path, and got behind the yew-hedge, feeling my sister appear; and there concealed myself till they were gone past me.
My mamma, it seems, is not well. My poor mamma keeps her chamber! -Should she be worse, I should have an additional unhappiness, in apprehension, that my reputed undutifulness has touched her heart!
You cannot imagine what my emotions were behind the yew-hedge, on seeing my papa so near me. -I was glad to look at him thro' the hedge, as he passed by: But I trembled in every joint, when I heard him utter these words: Son James, To you, and to Bella, and to You, brother, do I wholly commit this matter. -For that I was meant, I cannot doubt. And yet, why was I so affected; since I may be said to have been given up to their cruelty, for many days past?
While my papa remained in the garden, I sent my dutiful compliments to my mamma, with inquiry after her health, by Shorey, whom I met accidentally upon the stairs; for none of the servants, except my gaoleress, dare to throw themselves in my way. I had the mortification of such a return, as made me repent my message, tho' not my concern for her health. Let her not inquire after the disorders she occasions, was the harsh answer. I will not receive any compliments from her!
Very, very, hard, my dear! Indeed it is very hard!
I have the pleasure to hear my mamma is already better, however. A colicky disorder, to which she is too subject: -And it is hoped is gone off. -God send it may! -Every evil that happens in this house is owing to me!
This good news was told me, with a circumstance very unacceptable; for Betty said, she had orders to let me know, that my garden-walks, and poultry-visits were suspected; and that both will be prohibited, if I stay here till Saturday or Monday.
Possibly this is said by order, to make me go with less reluctance to my uncle's.
My mamma bid her say, if I expostulated about these orders, and about my pen and ink, 'That reading was more to the purpose, at present, than writeing: That by the one, I might be taught my duty; That the other, considering whom I was believed to write to, only stiffen'd my will: That my needleworks had better be pursued, than my airings; which were observed to be taken in all weathers.'
So, my dear, if I do not resolve upon something soon, I shall neither be able to avoid the intended evil, nor have it in my power to correspond with you.
Wednesday Night.
All is in a hurry below-stairs. Betty is in and out like a spy. Something is working, I know not what. I am really a good deal disorder'd in body as well as mind. Indeed I am quite heart-sick!
I will go down, tho' 'tis almost dark, on pretence of getting a little air and composure. Robert has my two former, I hope, before now: And I will deposite This, with Lovelace's inclosed, if I can, for fear of another search.
I know not what I shall do! -All is so strangely busy! -Doors clapt to: Going-out of one apartment, hurryingly, as I may say, into another. Betty in her alarming way, staring, as if of frighted importance; twice with me in half an hour; called down in haste, by Shorey, the last time; leaving me with still more meaning in her looks and gestures! -Yet possibly nothing in all This, worthy of my apprehensions. -Here, again, comes the creature, with her deep-drawn affected sighs, and her O dear's! O dear's!
More dark hints thrown out by this saucy creature. But she will not explain herself. 'Suppose this pretty business ends in murder, she says. I may rue my opposition, as long as I live, for aught she knows. Parents will not be baffled out of their children by impudent gentlemen; nor is it fit they should. It may come home to me, when I least expect it.'
These are the gloomy and perplexing hints this impertinent throws out. Probably they arise from the information Mr. Lovelace says he has secretly permitted them to have [From his vile double-faced agent, I suppose!] of his resolution to prevent my being carried to my uncle's.
How justly, if so, may This exasperate them! - How am I driven to and fro, like a feather in the wind, at the pleasure of the rash, the selfish, and the headstrong! and when I am as averse to the proceedings of the one, as I am to those of the other! But being forced into a clandestine correspondence, indiscreet measures are fallen upon by the rash man, before I can be consulted: And between them, I have not an option, altho' my ruin [For is not the loss of reputation a ruin?] may be the dreadful consequence of the steps taken. What a perverse fate is mine!
If I am prevented depositing this, and the inclosed, as I intend to try to do, late as it is, I will add to it, as occasion shall offer. Mean time, believe me to be
Your ever affectionate and grateful
Cl. Harlowe.
Under the superscription, written with a pensil, after she went down.
'My two former not taken away! -I am surprised! -I hope you are well-I hope All is right betwixt your mamma and you.'

### v2 LETTER XXXIV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday Morning, April 6.
I have your three letters. Never was there a creature more impatient on the most interesting uncertainty than I was, to know the event of the interview between you and Solmes.
It behoves me to account my dear friend, in her present unhappy situation, for every thing that may have the least appearance of a negligence or remissness, on my part. I sent Robin in the morning early, in hopes of a deposite. He loiter'd about the place till near Ten, to no purpose; and then came away; my mamma having given him a letter to carry to Mr. Hunt's, which he was to deliver before Three, when only, in the day-time, that gentleman is at home; and to bring her back an answer to it. Mr. Hunt's house, you know, lies wide from Harlowe-Place. - Robin but just saved his time; and return'd not till it was too late to send him again. I could only direct him to set out before day, this morning; and, if he got any letter, to ride, as for his life, to bring it to me.
I lay by myself; A most uneasy night I had, thro' impatience; and being discomposed with it, lay longer than usual. Just as I was risen, in came Kitty, from Robin, with your three letters. I was not a quarter dress'd; and only slipp'd on my morning sacque; proceeding no further till (long as they are) I had read them all thro': And yet I often stopp'd to rave aloud (tho' by myself) at the devilish people you have to deal with.
How my heart rises at them all! How poorly did they design to trick you into an encouragement of Solmes, from the interview to which they had extorted your consent! -I am very, very angry at your aunt Hervey! To give up her own judgment so tamely! -And not content with that, to become such an active instrument in their hands. -But it is so like the world! -So like my mamma too! -Next to her own child, there is not any-body living she values so much as she does you: -Yet, it is-Why should we embroil ourselves, Nancy, with other peoples affairs?
Other people! -How I hate the poor words, where friendship is concern'd, and where the protection to be given may be of so much consequence to a friend, and of so little detriment to one's self!
I am delighted with your spirit, however. I expected it not from you. Nor did They, I am sure. Nor would you, perhaps, have exerted it, if Lovelace's intelligence of Solmes's nursery-offices had not set you up. I wonder not that the wretch is said to love you the better for it. What an honour to have such a wife? And he can be even with you when you are so. He must indeed be a savage, as you say. -Yet is he less to blame for his perseverance, than those of your own family, whom most you reverence.
It is well, as I have often said, that I have not such provocations and trials; I should, perhaps, long ago, have taken your cousin Dolly's advice-Yet dare I not to touch that key. -I shall always love the good girl, for her tenderness to you.
I know not what to say to Lovelace; nor what to think of his promises, nor of his proposals to you. 'Tis certain that you are highly esteem'd by all his family. The Ladies are persons of unblemish'd honour. My Lord M. is also, as Men and Peers go, a man of honour. I could tell what to advise any other person in the world to do but you. So much expected from you! Such a shining light! -Your quitting your father's house, and throwing yourself into the protection of a family, however honourable, that has a Man in it, whose person, parts, declarations, and pretensions, will be thought to have engag'd your warmest esteem! -Methinks I am rather for advising, that you should get privately to London; and not to let either him, or any-body else but me, know where you are, till your cousin Modern comes.
As to going to your uncle's, that you must not do, if you can help it. Nor must you have Solmes, that's certain: Not only because of his unworthiness in every respect, but because of the aversion you have so openly avow'd to him; which every-body knows and talks of; as they do of your approbation of the other. For your reputation-sake, therefore, as well as to prevent mischief, you must either live single, or have Lovelace.
If you think of going to London, let me know; and I hope you will have time to allow me a farther concert, as to the manner of your getting away, and thither, and how to procure proper lodgings for you.
To obtain this time, you must palliate a little, and come into some seeming compromise, if you cannot do otherwise. Driven as you are driven, it will be strange if you are not obliged to part with a few of your admirable punctilioes.
You will observe from what I have written, that I have not succeeded with my mamma.
I am extremely mortify'd and disappointed. We have had very strong debates upon it. But, besides the narrow argument of embroiling ourselves with other peoples affairs, as above-mentioned, she will have it, that it is your duty to comply. She says, she was always of opinion, that daughters should, and govern'd herself by it; for that my papa was, at first, more her father's choice than her own.
This is what she argues in behalf of her favourite Hickman, as well as for Solmes in your case.
I must not doubt, but my mamma always govern'd herself by this principle, because she says she did. I have likewise another reason to believe it; which you shall have, tho' it may not become me to give it: - That they did not live so very happily together, as one would hope people might, who married preferring each other to the rest of the world.
Somebody shall fare never the better for this double-meant policy of my mamma, I will assure him. Such a retrospection in her arguments to him, and to his address, it is but fit, that he should suffer for my mortification in a point I had so much set my heart upon.
Think, my dear, if in any way I can serve you. If you allow of it, I protest I will go off privately with you, and we will live and die together. Think of it. Improve upon my hint, and command me.
A little interruption. What is breakfast to the subject I am upon!
London, I am told, is the best hiding-place in the world. I have written nothing but what I will stand to at the word of command. Women love to engage in knight-errantry, now-and-then, as well as to encourage it in the men. But in your case, what I propose, will have nothing in it of what can be deemed that. It will enable me to perform what is no more than a duty in serving and comforting a dear and worthy friend, labouring under undeserved oppression: And you will ennoble, as I may say, your Anna Howe, if you will allow her to be your companion in affliction.
I'll engage, my dear, we shall not be in town together one month, before we surmount all difficulties; and This without being beholden to any men-fellows for their protection.
I must repeat what I have often said, That the authors of your persecutions would not have presumed to set on foot their selfish schemes against you, had they not depended upon the gentleness of your spirit: Tho' now, having gone so far, and having engaged Old Authority in it [Chide me, if you will!] neither he nor they know how to recede.
When they find you out of their reach, and know that I am with you, you'll see how they'll pull in their odious horns.
I think, however, that you should have written to your cousin Morden, the moment they had begun to treat you disgracefully.
I shall be impatient to hear, whether they will attempt to carry you to your uncle's. I remember, that Lord M.'s dismissed bailiff reported of Lovelace, that he had six or seven companions as bad as himself; and that the country was always glad when they left it. He has such a knot of them now, I hear, about him. And, depend upon it, he will not suffer them quietly to carry you to your uncle's: And whose must you be, if he succeeds in taking you from them?
I tremble for you, but upon supposing what may be the consequences of a conflict upon this occasion. To be sure, he owes some of them vengeance. This gives me a double concern, that my mamma should refuse her consent to the protection I had proposed, and set my heart upon procuring, for you.
My mamma will not breakfast without me. A quarrel has its conveniencies sometimes: Yet too much love, I think, is as bad as too little.
We have just now had another pull. Upon my word, she is excessively-What shall I say?-unpersuadeable -I must let her off with that soft word.
What old Greek was it, that said, He govern'd Athens; his wife, him; and his son, her?
It was not my mamma's fault [I am writing to you, you know], that she did not govern my papa. But I am but a daughter! -Yet I thought I was not quite so powerless, when I was set upon carrying a point, as I find myself to be.
Adieu, my dear! -Happier times must come! - And that quickly too. -The strings cannot long continue thus overstrained. They must break, or be relaxed. In either way, the Certainty must be preferable to the Suspense.
One word more.
I think in my conscience you must take one of these two alternatives: 1. To consent to let us go to London together privately: In which case, I will procure a vehicle, and meet you at your appointment at the stile Lovelace proposes to bring his uncle's chariot to. Or, 2dly, To put yourself into the protection of Lord M. and the Ladies of his family.
You have another, indeed; and that is, if you are absolutely resolved against Solmes, to meet and marry Lovelace directly.
Whichsoever of these you make choice of, you'll have This plea, both to yourself, and to the world, that you are concluded by the same uniform principle that has govern'd your whole conduct, ever since the contention between Lovelace and your brother has been on foot: That is to say, that you have chosen a lesser evil, in hope to prevent a greater.
Adieu! and Heaven direct for the best my beloved creature, prays
Her Anna Howe.

### v2 LETTER XXXV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday, April 6.
I thank you, my dearest friend, for the kind pains you have taken in accounting so affectionately for my papers not being taken away yesterday; and for the kind protection you would have procured for me, if you could.
This kind protection was what I wished for: But my wishes, raised at first by your love, were rather govern'd by my despair of other refuge (having before cast about, and not being able to determine, what I ought to do, and what I could do, in a situation so unhappy) than by a reasonable hope: For why, indeed, should any-body embroil themselves for another, when they can avoid it?
All my consolation is, as I have frequently said, that I have not, by my own inadvertence or folly, brought myself into this sad situation. If I had, I should not have dared to look up to any-body with the expectation of protection or assistance, nor to you, for excuse of the trouble I give you. But, nevertheless, we should not be angry at a person's not doing that for ourselves, or for our friend, which she thinks she ought not to do; and which she has it in her option to do, or to let alone. Much less have you a right to be displeased with so prudent a mother, for not engaging herself so warmly in my favour, as you wish'd she would. If my own aunt can give me up, and that against her judgment, as I may presume to say; and if my father, and mother, and uncles, who once loved me so well, can join so strenuously against me; can I expect, or ought you, the protection of your mamma, in opposition to them?
Indeed, my dearest love [Permit me to be very serious], I am afraid I am singled out, either for my own faults, or for the faults of my family, or for the faults of both, to be a very unhappy creature!- signally unhappy! For see you not how irresistibly the waves of affliction come tumbling down upon me?
We have been till within these few weeks, everyone of us, too happy. No crosses, no vexations, but what we gave ourselves from the pamperdness, as I may call it, of our own wills. Surrounded by our heaps and stores, hoarded up as fast as acquired, we have seemed to think ourselves out of the reach of the bolts of adverse fate. I was the pride of all my friends, proud myself of their pride, and glorying in my standing, who knows what the justice of Heaven may inflict, in order to convince us, that we are not out of the reach of misfortune; and to reduce us to a better reliance, than That we have hitherto presumptuously made?
I should have been very little the better for the conversation-visits which the good Dr. Lewin used to honour me with, and for the principles wrought, as I may say, into my earliest mind by my pious Mrs. Norton, founded on her reverend father's experience, as well as on her own, if I could not thus retrospect and argue, in such a strange situation as we are in. Strange, I may well call it; for don't you see, my dear, that we seem all to be impelled, as it were, by a perverse fate, which none of us are able to resist? - And yet all arising (with a strong appearance of self-punishment), from ourselves? -Do not my parents see the hopeful children, from whom they expected a perpetuity of worldly happiness to their branching family, now grown up to answer the till now distant hope, setting their angry faces against each other, pulling up by the roots, as I may say, that hope, which was ready to be carried into a probable certainty?
Your partial love will be ready to acquit me of capital and intentional faults: -But oh, my dear! my calamities have humbled me enough, to make me turn my gaudy eye inward; to make me look into myself! -And what have I discover'd there? -Why, my dear friend, more secret pride and vanity, than I could have thought had lain in my unexamined heart.
If I am to be singled out to be the punisher of myself, and family, who so lately was the pride of it, pray for me, my dear, that I may not be left wholly to myself; and that I may be enabled to support my character, so as to be justly acquitted of wilful and premeditated faults. The will of Providence be resigned to in the rest: As that leads, let me patiently, and unrepiningly, follow! -I shall not live always! -May but my closing scene be happy!-
But I will not oppress you, my dearest friend, with further reflections of this sort. I will take them all into myself. Surely I have a mind, that has room for them. My afflictions are too sharp to last long. The crisis is at hand. Happier times you bid me hope for. I will hope!
But yet, I cannot but be impatient at times, to find myself thus driven, and my character so depreciated and sunk, that were all the future to be happy, I should be asham'd to shew my face in public, or to look up. And all by the instigation of a selfish brother, and envious sister!-
But let me stop: Let me reflect! -Are not these suggestions the suggestions of the secret pride I have been censuring? Then, already so impatient! But this moment so resigned! so much better disposed for reflection! - Yet 'tis hard, 'tis very hard, to subdue an embitter'd spirit! -In the instant of its trial too! -O my cruel brother! -But now it rises again! -I will lay down a pen I am so little able to govern. -And I will try to subdue an impatience, which (if my afflictions are sent me for corrective ends) may otherwise lead me into still more punishable errors!-
I will return to a subject, which I cannot fly from for ten minutes together-called upon especially as I am, by your three alternatives stated in the conclusion of your last.
As to the first; to wit, Your advice for me to escape to London -Let me tell you, that that other hint or proposal which accompanies it, perfectly frightens me-Surely, my dear [happy as you are, and indulgently treated as your mamma treats you], you cannot mean what you propose! What a wretch must I be, if I could, for one moment only, lend an ear to such a proposal as This! -I, to be the occasion of making such a mother's (perhaps shorten'd) life unhappy to the last hour of it! -Ennoble you, my dear creature! How must such an enterprize [the rashness public, the motives, were they excusable, private] debase you! -But I will not dwell upon the subject. - For your own sake I will not.
As to your second alternative, To put myself into the protection of Lord M. and of the Ladies of that family, I own to you (as I believe I have owned before), that altho' to do This would be the same thing in the eye of the world, as putting myself into Mr. Lovelace's protection, yet, I think, I would do it, rather than be Mr. Solmes's wife, if there were evidently no other way to avoid being so.
Mr. Lovelace, you have seen, proposes to contrive a way to put me into possession of my own house; and he tells me, that he will soon fill it with the Ladies of his family, as my visitors;-upon my invitation, however, to them. -A very inconsiderate proposal I think it to be, and upon which I cannot explain myself to him. What an exertion of independency does it chalk out for me! How, were I to attend to him (and not to the natural consequences which the following of his advice would lead me to) might I be drawn by gentle words, into the perpetration of the most violent acts! - For how could I gain possession, but either by legal litigation, which, were I inclin'd to have recourse to it [as I never can be], must take up time; or by forcibly turning out the persons whom my papa has placed there, to look after the gardens, the house, and the furniture-persons intirely attached to himself, and who, as I know, have been lately instructed by my brother?
Your third alternative, To meet and marry Lovelace directly: a man with whose morals I am far from being satisfy'd-A step, that could not be taken with the least hope of ever obtaining pardon from, or reconciliation with, any of my friends;-and against which a thousand objections rise in my mind-That is not to be thought of.
What appears to me, upon the fullest deliberation, the most eligible, if I must be thus driven, is the escaping to London. -But I would forfeit all my hopes of happiness in this life, rather than you should go off with me, as you rashly propose. -If I could get safely thither, and be private, methinks I might remain absolutely independent of Mr. Lovelace, and at liberty, either to make proposals to my friends, or, should they renounce me (and I had no other or better way) to make terms with him; supposing my cousin Morden, on his arrival, were to join with them. But they would, perhaps, then indulge me in my choice of a single life, on giving him up: The renewing to them this offer, when I was at my own liberty, would at least convince them, that I was in earnest when I made it first: And, upon my word, I would stand to it, dear as you seem to think, when you are disposed to railly me, it would cost me, to stand it.
If, my dear, you can procure a conveyance for us both, you can, perhaps, procure one for me singly; But can it be done without embroiling yourself with your mamma, or her with our family? -Be it coach, chariot, chaise, waggon, or horse, I matter not, provided You appear not in it. Only, in case it be one of the two latter, I believe I must desire you to get me an ordinary gown and coat, or habit, of some servant; having no concert with any of our own: The more ordinary the better. They may be thrust into the wood-house; where I can put them on; and then slide down from the bank, that separates the wood-yard from the green lane.
But, alas! my dear, this, even this alternative, is not without difficulties, which seem, to a spirit so little enterprizing as mine, in a manner insuperable. These are my reflections upon it:
I am afraid, in the first place, that I shall not have time for the requisite preparations to an escape.
Should I be either detected in those preparations, or pursued and overtaken in my flight, and so brought back, then would they think themselves doubly warranted to compel me to have their Solmes: And, conscious, perhaps, of an intended fault, I should be less able to contend with them.
But were I even to get safely to London, I know no-body there, but by name; and those the tradesmen to our family; who, no doubt, would be the first wrote to, and engag'd, to find me out. And should Mr. Lovelace discover where I was, and he and my brother meet, what mischiefs might ensue between them, whether I were willing, or not, to return to Harlowe-Place?
But supposing I could remain there concealed, what might not my youth, my sex, an unacquaintedness with the ways of that great, wicked town, expose me to? -I should hardly dare to go to church, for fear of being discover'd. People would wonder how I lived. Who knows but I might pass for a kept mistress; and that, altho' no-body came to me, yet, that every-time I went out, it might be imagined to be in pursuance of some assignation?
You, my dear, who alone would know where to direct to me, would be watched in all your steps, and in all your messages; and your mamma, at present not highly pleased with our correspondence, would then have reason to be more displeased; and might not differences follow between you, that would make me very unhappy, were I to know it? And this the more likely, as you take it so unaccountably [and give me leave to say, so ungenerously] into your head, to revenge yourself upon the innocent Mr. Hickman for all the displeasure your mamma gives you?
Were Lovelace to find out where I was; that would be the same thing, in the eye of the world, as if I had actually gone off with him: For (among strangers, as I should be) he would not be prevailed upon to forbear visiting me: And his unhappy character [a foolish man!] is no credit to any young creature, desirous of concealment. Indeed, the world, let me escape whither, and to whomsoever, would conclude him to be at the bottom, and the contriver, of it.
These are the difficulties which arise to me on revolving this scheme; which, situated as I am, might appear surmountable to a more enterprising spirit. If you, my dear, think them surmountable, in any one of the cases put [and to be sure I can take no course, but what must have some difficulty in it], be pleased to let me know your free and full thoughts upon it.
Had you, my dear friend, been married, then should I have had no doubt, but you and Mr. Hickman would have afforded an asylum to a poor creature, more than half lost, in her own apprehension, for want of one kind, protecting friend!
You say, I should have written to my cousin Morden the moment I was treated disgracefully. But could I have believed that my friends would not have soften'd by degrees, when they saw my antipathy to their Solmes?
I had thoughts indeed several times of writing to him. But by the time an answer could have come, I imagined all would have been over, as if it had never been: -So from day to day, from week to week, I hoped on: And, after all, I might as reasonably fear (as I have heretofore said), that my cousin would be brought to side against me, as that some of those I have named, would.
And then to appeal to a cousin [I must have written with warmth, to engage him], against a father; This was not a desirable thing to set about! Then I had not, you know, one soul of my side; my mamma herself against me: To be sure he would have suspended his judgment till he could have arrived. -He might not have been in haste to come, hoping the malady would cure itself: But had he written, his letters probably would have run in the qualifying style; to persuade me to submit, or them only to relax: Had his letters been more on my side than on theirs, they would not have regarded them: Nor perhaps himself, had he come, and been an advocate for me: For you see how strangely determined they are; how they have over-awed, or got in, every-body; so that no one dare open their lips in my behalf: And you have heard, that my brother pushes his measures with the more violence, that all my be over with me before my cousin's expected arrival.
But you tell me, That, in order to gain time, I must palliate; that I must seem to compromise with my friends. -But how palliate? how seem to compromise? -You would not have me endeavour to make them believe, that I will consent to what I never intend to consent to! -You would not have me try to gain time, with a view to deceive!
To do evil, that good may come of it, is forbidden. And shall I do evil, yet know not, whether good may come of it, or not?
Forbid it, Heaven! that Clarissa Harlowe should have it in her thought to serve, or even to save, herself, at the expence of her sincerity, and by a studied deceit!
And is there, after all, no way to escape one great evil, but by plunging myself into another? -What an ill-fated creature am I? -Pray for me, my dearest Nancy! -My mind is at present so much disturbed, that I hardly can for myself!-

### v2 LETTER XXXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Night.
The alarming hurry I mentioned under my date of last night, and Betty's saucy, dark hints, come out to be owing to what I guess'd they were; that is to say, to the private intimation Mr. Lovelace contrived our family should have of his insolent resolution [insolent I must call it] to prevent my being carried to my uncle's.
I saw at the time, that it was as wrong, with respect to answering his own view, as it was insolent: For could he think, as Betty (I suppose from her betters) justly observed, That parents would be insulted out of their right to the disposal of their own child, by a violent man, whom they hate; and who could have no pretension to dispute that right with them, unless what he had from her, who had none over herself? And how must this insolence of his exasperate them against me, emblazon'd, as my brother is able to emblazon it?
The rash man has indeed so far gained his point, as to intimidate them from attempting to carry me away: But he has put them upon a surer and a more desperate measure: And this has put me also upon one as desperate; the consequence of which, altho' he could not foresee it, may, perhaps, too well answer his great end, little as he deserves to have it answer'd.
In short, I have done, as far as I know, the rashest thing that ever I did in my life!
But let me give you the motive, and then the action will follow of course.
About six o' clock this evening, my aunt [who stays here all night; on my account, no doubt] came up, and tapp'd at my door; for I was writing, and had lock'd myself in. I open'd it; and she entering, thus delivered herself:
I come once more to visit you, my dear; but sorely against my will; because it is to impart to you matters of the utmost concern to You, and to the whole family.
What, Madam, is now to be done with me? said I; wholly attentive.
You will not be hurried away to your uncle's, child; let that comfort you. -They see your aversion to go. -You will not be obliged to go to your uncle Antony's.
How you revive me, Madam! [I little thought what was to follow this supposed condescension] This is a cordial to my heart!
And then I ran over with blessings for this good news [and she permitted me so to do, by her silence]; congratulating myself, that I thought my papa could not resolve to carry things to the last extremity-
Hold, niece, said she, at last. -You must not give yourself too much joy upon the occasion neither. - Don't be surprised, my dear. -Why look you upon me, child, with so affecting an earnestness! -But you must be Mrs. Solmes, for all that.
I was dumb.
She then told me, that they had had undoubted information, that a certain desperate ruffian [I must excuse her that word, she said] had prepared armed men to way-lay my brother and uncles, and seize me, and carry me off. -Surely, she said, I was not consenting to a violence, that might be followed by murder, on one side, or the other; perhaps on both.-
I was still silent.
That therefore my father (still more exasperated than before) had changed his resolution as to my going to my uncle's; and was determined next Tuesday to set out thither himself with my mamma; and that (for it was to no purpose to conceal a resolution so soon to be put in execution)-I must not dispute it any longer-on Wednesday I must give my hand- as they would have me.
She proceeded, That orders were already given for a licence: That the ceremony was to be performed in my own chamber, in presence of all my friends, except of my father and mother; who would not return, nor see me, till all was over, and till they had a good account of my behaviour.
The very intelligence, my dear!-the very intelligence This, which Lovelace gave me!
I was still dumb-Only sighing, as if my heart would break.
She went on comforting me, as she thought. She laid before me the merit of obedience; and told me, that if it were my desire that my Mrs. Norton should be present at the ceremony, it would be complied with: That the pleasure I should receive from reconciling all my friends to me, and in their congratulations upon it, must needs over-balance, with such a one as me, the difference of persons, however preferable I might think the one man to the other: That Love was a fleeting thing, little better than a name, where morality and virtue did not distinguish the object of it: That a choice made by its dictates was seldom happy; at least not durably so: Nor was it to be wonder'd at, when it naturally exalted the object above its merits, and made the lover blind to faults, that were visible to every-body else: So that when a nearer intimacy stript it of its imaginary perfections, it left frequently both sides surprized, that they could be thus cheated; and that then the Indifference became stronger than the Love ever was. That a woman gave a man great advantages, and inspired him with great vanity, when she avowed her love for him, and preference of him, and was generally requited with insolence and contempt: Whereas the confessedly-obliged man, it was probable, would be all reverence and gratitude; and I cannot tell what.
You, my dear, said she, believe you shall be unhappy, if you have Mr. Solmes: Your parents think the contrary; and that you will be undoubtedly so, were you to have Mr. Lovelace, whose morals are unquestionably bad: -Suppose it were your sad lot to be unhappy with either, let me beseech you to consider, what great consolation you will have on one hand, if you pursue your parents advice, that you did so; what mortification on the other, that, by following your own, you have no-body to blame but yourself.
This, you remember, my dear, was an argument inforced upon me by Mrs. Norton.
These and other observations which she made, were worthy of my aunt Hervey's good sense and experience, and, applied to almost any young creature, who stood in opposition to her parents will, but one who had offered to make the sacrifices I have offered to make, ought to have had their due weight. But altho' it was easy to answer some of them in my own particular case; yet, having over and over, to my mamma, before my confinement, and to my brother and sister, and even to my aunt Hervey, since, said what I must now have repeated, I was so much mortified and afflicted at the cruel tidings she brought me, that, however attentive I was to what she said, I had neither power nor will to answer one word; and, had she not stopp'd of herself, she might have gone on an hour longer, without interruption from em.
Observing this, and that I only sat weeping, my handkerchief covering my face, and my bosom heaving ready to burst; What! no answer, my dear? -Why so much silent grief? You know I always loved you. You know, that I have no interest in this affair. You would not permit Mr. Solmes to acquaint your with some things which would have set your heart against Mr. Lovelace. Shall I tell you some of the matters charged against him? Shall I, my dear?
Still I answered only by my tears and sighs.
Well, child, you shall be told these things afterwards, when you will be in a better state of mind to hear them, and to rejoice in the escape you will have had. It will be some excuse, then, for you to plead for your behaviour to Mr. Solmes before marriage, that you could not have believed Mr. Lovelace had been so very vile a man.
My heart flutter'd with impatience and anger at being so plainly talked to as the wife of this man; but yet I then chose to be silent. If I had spoke, it would have been with vehemence.
Strange, my dear, such silence! -Your concern is infinitely more on this side the day, than it will be on the other. -But let me ask you, and do not be displeased, Will you choose to see what generous stipulations for you there are in the settlements? -You have knowlege beyond your years-Give the writings a perusal: Do, my dear. -They are ingrossed, and ready for signing, and have been for some time. -Excuse me, my love,-I mean not to disturb you: -Your papa would oblige me to bring them up, and to leave them with you. He commands you to read them. - But to read them, niece-since they are ingrossed, and were, before you made them absolutely hopeless.
And then, to my great terror, out she drew some parchments from her handkerchief, which she had kept (unobserved by me) under her apron, and, rising, put them in the opposite window. Had she produced a serpent, I could not have been more frighted.
Oh! my dearest aunt, turning away my face, and holding out my hands: Hide from my eyes those horrid parchments! -Let me conjure you to tell me! By all the tenderness of near relation-ship, and upon your honour, and by your love for me, say, Are they absolutely resolved, that, come what will, I must be That man's?
My dear, you must have Mr. Solmes: Indeed you must.
Indeed I never will! This, as I have said over and over, is not originally my father's will. -Indeed I nerve will! -And that is All I will say!
It is your father's will now, reply'd my aunt: And considering how all the family is threatened by Mr. Lovelace, and the resolution he has certainly taken to force you out of their hands; I cannot but say they are in the right, not to be bullied out of their child.
Well, Madam, then nothing remains for me to say. I am made desperate. I care not what becomes of me!
Your piety, and your prudence, my dear, and Mr. Lovelace's immoral character, together with his daring insults, and threatenings, which ought to incense you, as much as any-body, are every one's dependence. We are sure the time will come, when you'll think very differently of the steps your friends take to disappoint a man who has made himself to justly obnoxious to them all.
She withdrew; leaving me full of grief and indignation: -And as much out of humour with Mr. Lovelace as with any-body; who, by his conceited contrivances, has made things worse for me than before; depriving me of the hopes I had of gaining time to receive your advice, and private assistance to get to town; and leaving me no other choice, in all appearance, than either to throw myself upon his family, or to be made miserable for ever with Mr. Solmes. But I was still resolved to avoid both these evils, if possible.
I sounded Betty in the first place (whom my aunt sent up, not thinking it proper, as Betty told me, that I should be left by myself, and who, I found, knew their designs) whether it were not probable that they would forbear, at my earnest entreaty, to push matters to the threatened extremity.
But she confirmed all my aunt said; rejoicing, (as she said they All did) that the wretch had given them so good a pretence to save me from him now, and for ever.
She run on about equipages bespoke; talked of my brother's and sister's exultations, that now the whole family would soon be reconciled to each other: Of the servants joy upon it: Of the expected licence: Of a visit to be paid me by Dr. Lewin, or another Clergyman, whom they named not to her; which was to crown the work: And of other preparations, so particular, as made me dread that they designed to surprize me into a still nearer day than next Wednesday.
These things made me excessively uneasy. I knew not what to resolve upon.
At one time, thought I, what have I to do, but to throw myself at once into the protection of Lady Betty Lawrance? But then, in resentment of his fine contrivances, which had so abominably disconcerted me, I soon resolved to the contrary. And at last concluded to ask the favour of another half-hour's conversation with my aunt.
I sent Betty to her with my request.
She came.
I put it to her, in the most earnest manner, to tell me, whether I might not obtain the favour of a fortnight's respite?
She assured me, It would not be granted.
Would a week? Surely a week would?
She believ'd a week might, if I would promise two things: The first, upon my honour, not to write a line out of the house, in that week: For it was still suspected, she said, that I found means to write to some-body. And, secondly, to marry Mr. Solmes, at the expiration of it.
Impossible! Impossible! I said with passion. - What! might I not be obliged with one week, without such a horrid condition at the last?
She would go down, she said, that she might not seem of her own head, to put upon me what I thought a hardship so great.
She went down. And came up again.
Did I want, was the answer, to give the vilest of men opportunity to put his murderous schemes in execution? -It was time for them to put an end to my obstinacy (they were tired out with me) and to his hopes, at once. And an end should be put on Tuesday or Wednesday next, at furthest; unless I would give my honour to comply with the condition upon which my aunt had been so good as to allow me a longer time.
I even stamp'd with impatience! -I called upon her to witness, that I was guiltless of the consequence of this compulsion; This barbarous compulsion, I called it; let that consequence be what it would.
My aunt chid me, in an higher strain than ever she did before.
While I, in a half frenzy, insisted upon seeing my Papa: Such usage, I said, set me above fear. I would rejoice to owe my death to him, as I did my life.
She own'd, that she fear'd for my head.
I did go down half way of the stairs, resolved to throw myself at his feet, where-ever he was. -My aunt was frighted. -Indeed I was quite frenzical for a few minutes. -But hearing my brother's voice, as talking to somebody, in my sister's apartment just by, I stopped; and heard the barbarous designer say, speaking to my sister, This works charmingly, my dear sister!
It does! It does! said she, in an exulting accent.
Let us keep it up, said my brother. -The villain is caught in his own trap! -Now she must be what we'd have her be.
Do You keep my father to it; I'll take care of my mamma, said Bella.
Never fear, said he! -And a laugh of congratulation to each other, and derision of me, (as I made it out) quite turned my frenzical humour into a vindictive one.
My aunt, just then coming down to me, and taking my hand, led me up; and try'd to sooth me.
My raving was turned into sullenness.
She preached patience and obedience to me.
I was silent.
At last she desired me to assure her, that I would offer no violence to myself.
God, I said, had given me more grace I hoped, than to be guilty of so horrid a rashness. I was His creature, and not my own.
She then took leave of me; and I insisted upon her taking down with her the odious parchments.
Seeing me in so ill an humour, and very earnest that she should take them with her, she did; but said, That my papa should not know that she did: And hoped I would better consider of the matter, and be calmer next time they were offer'd to my perusal.
I revolved, after she was gone, all that my brother and sister had said: I dwelt upon their triumphings over me: And found rise in my mind a rancour, that I think I may say was new to me; and which I could not withstand. -And putting every thing together, dreading the near day, what could I do? -Am I, in any manner excusable for what I did do? -If I am condemned by the world, who know not my provocations, may I be acquitted by you? -If not, I am unhappy indeed. -For This I did.
Having shook off Betty as soon as I could, I wrote to Mr. Lovelace, to let him know, 'That all that was threatened at my uncle Antony's, was intended to be executed here. That I had come to a resolution to throw myself upon the protection of either of his two aunts, who would afford it me: In short, that by endeavouring to obtain leave, on Monday, to dine in the ivy-summer-house, I would, if possible, meet him without the garden-door, at two, three, four, or five o'Clock on Monday afternoon, as I should be able. That in the mean time he should acquaint me, whether I might hope for either of those Ladies protection: -And if so, I absolutely insisted, that he should leave me with either, and go to London himself, or remain at his uncle's; nor offer to visit me, till I were satisfied, that nothing could be done with my friends in an amicable way; and that I could not obtain possession of my own estate, and leave to live upon it: And particularly, that he should not hint marriage to me, till I consented to hear him upon that subject. -I added, that if he could prevail upon one of the Misses Montague to favour me with her company on the road, it would make me abundantly easier in an enterprize which I could not think of (altho' so driven) without the utmost concern; and which would throw such a slur upon my reputation in the eye of the world, as, perhaps, I should never be able to wipe off.'
This was the purport of what I wrote; and down into the garden I slid with it in the dark, which at another time I should not have had the courage to do, and deposited it, and came up again, unknown to any-body
My mind so dreadfully misgave me when I returned, that to divert, in some measure, my increasing uneasiness, I had recourse to my private pen; and in a very short time ran this length.
And now, that I am come to this part, my uneasy reflections begin again to pour in upon me. Yet what can I do? -I believe I shall take it back again the first thing I do in the morning. -Yet what can I do?
For fear they should have an earlier day in their intention, than that which will too soon come, I will begin to be very ill. Nor need I feign much; for indeed, I am extremely low, weak, and faint.
I hope to deposite this early in the morning for you, as I shall return from resuming my letter, if I do resume it, as my inwardest mind bids me.
Altho' it is now near Two o'clock, I have a good mind to slide down once more, in order to take back my letter. Our doors are always locked and barred up at a eleven; but the seats of the lesser hall windows being almost even with the ground without, and the shutters not difficult to open, I could easily get out.-
Yet why should I be thus uneasy? -Since, should the letter go, I can but hear what Mr. Lovelace says to it. His aunts live at too great a distance for him to have an immediate answer from them; so I can scruple going off till I have invitation. I can insist upon one of his cousins meeting me, as I have hinted, in the chariot; and he may not be able to obtain that favour from either of them. Twenty things may happen to afford me a suspension, at least: Why should I be so very uneasy? -When, too, I can resume it early, before it is probable he will have the thought of finding it there. Yet he owns he spends three parts of his days, and has done for this fortnight past, in loitering about in one disguise or other, besides the attendance given by his trusty servant, when he himself is not in waiting, as he calls it.
But these strange fore-bodings! -Yet I can, if you advise, cause the chariot he shall bring with him, to carry me directly for town, whither in my London scheme, if you were to approve it, I had proposed to go: And This will save you the trouble of procuring for me a vehicle; as well as the suspicion from your mamma of contributing to my escape.
But, sollicitous for your advice, and approbation too, if I can have it, I will put an end to this letter.
Adieu, my dearest friend, adieu!

### v2 LETTER XXXVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday Morning, Seven o'Clock, April 7.
My aunt Hervey, who is a very early riser, was walking in the garden, (Betty attending her, as I saw from my window this morning) when I arose; for, after such a train of fatigue and restless nights, I had unhappily overslept myself: So all I durst venture upon, was, to step down to my poultry-yard, and deposite mine of yesterday, and last night. And I am just come up; for she is still in the garden: This prevents me from going to resume my letter, as I think still to do; and hope it will not be too late.
I said, I had unhappily overselpt myself. I went to bed at about half an hour after Two. I told the quarters till Five; after which I dropt asleep, and awaked not till past Six, and then in great terror from a dream, which has made such an impression upon me, that, slightly as I think of dreams, I cannot help taking this opportunity to relate it to you.
'Methought my brother, my uncle Antony, and Mr. Solmes, had formed a plot to destroy Mr. Lovelace; who discovering it, turned all his rage against me, believing I had a hand in it. I thought he made them all fly into foreign parts upon it; and afterwards seizing upon me, carried me into a church-yard; and there, notwithstanding all my prayers and tears, and protestations of innocence, stabbed me to the heart, and then tumbled me into a deep grave ready dug, among two or three half-dissolved carcases; throwing in the dirt and earth upon me, with his hands, and trampling it down with his feet.'
I awoke with the terror, all in a cold sweat, trembling, and in agonies; and still the frightful images raised by it, remain upon my memory.
But why should I, who have such real evils to contend with, regard imaginary ones? This, no doubt, was owing to my disturbed imagination; huddling together wildly all the frightful ideas which my aunt's communications and discourse, my letter to Mr. Lovelace, my own uneasiness upon it, and the apprehensions of the dreaded Wednesday, furnished me with.
Eight o'Clock.
The man, my dear, has got the letter! -What a strange diligence! I wish he mean me well, that he takes so much pains! -Yet, must own, that I should be displeased, if he took less-I wish, however, he had been an hundred miles off! -What an advantage have I given him over me!
Now the letter is out of my power, I have more uneasiness and regret, than I had before. For, till now, I had a doubt whether it should, or should not go: And now I think it ought not to have gone. And yet is there any-other way, than to do as I have done, if I would avoid Solmes? But what a giddy creature shall I be thought, if I pursue the course to which this letter must lead me?
My dearest friend, tell me, have I done wrong! -Yet do not say I have, if you think it; for should all the world besides condemn me, I shall have some comfort, if you do not. The first time I ever besought you to flatter me. That, of itself, is an indication, that I have done wrong, and am afraid of hearing the truth-O tell me [but yet do not tell me], if I have done wrong!
Friday, Eleven o'Clock.
My aunt has made me another visit. She began what she had to say, with letting me know, That my friends are all persuaded, that I still correspond with Mr. Lovelace; as is plain, she said, by hints and menaces he throws out, which shews, that he is apprized of several things that have passed between my relations and me, sometimes within a very little while after they have happened.
Altho' I approve not of the method he stoops to take to come at his intelligence, yet is it not prudent in me to clear myself by the ruin of the corrupted servant [as his vileness has neither my connivance, nor approbation], since my doing so might occasion the detection of my own correspondence; and so frustrate all the hopes I have to avoid this Solmes. Yet it is not at all unlikely, that this very agent of Mr. Lovelace plays booty between my brother and him: How else can our family know (so soon too) his menaces upon the passages they hint at?
I assured my aunt, that I was too much ashamed of the treatment I met with, for every-one's sake, as well as for my own, to acquaint Mr. Lovelace with the particulars of it, were the means of corresponding with him afforded me: That I had reason to think, that if he were to know of it from me, we must be upon such terms, that he would not scruple making some visits, which would give me great apprehensions. They all knew, I said, that I had no communication with any of my papa's servants, except my sister's Betty Barnes: For altho' I had a good opinion of them all, and believed, if left to their own inclinations, they would be glad to serve me; yet, finding by their shy behaviour, that they were under particular direction, I had forborne ever since my Hannah had been so disgracefully dismissed, so much as to speak to any of them, for fear I should be the occasion of their losing their places too: They must, therefore, account among themselves for the intelligence Mr. Lovelace met with, since neither my brother, nor sister, (as Betty had frequently, in praise of their sincerity, informed me) nor perhaps their favourite Mr. Solmes, were at all careful who they spoke before, when they had any thing to throw out against him, or even against me, whom they took great pride to join with him on this occasion.
It was but too natural, my aunt said, for my friends to suppose, that he had his intelligence, part of it at least, from me; who, thinking myself hardly treated, might complain of it, if not to him, to Miss Howe; which, perhaps, might be the same thing; for they knew Miss Howe spoke as freely of them, as they could do of Mr. Lovelace; and must have the particulars she spoke of, from some-body, who knew what was done here. That this determined my papa to bring the whole matter to a speedy issue, lest fatal consequences should ensue.
I perceive you are going to speak with warmth, proceeded she [And so I was]-For my own part I am sure, you would not write any thing, if you do write, to inflame so violent a spirit. -But this is not the end of my present visit.-
You cannot, my dear, but be convinced, that your father will be obeyed. The more you contend against his will, the more he thinks himself obliged to assert his authority. Your mamma desires me to tell you, that if you will give her the least hopes of a dutiful compliance, she will be willing to see you in her closet just now, while your papa is gone to take a walk in the garden.
Astonishing persistence, said I! -I am tired with making declarations and pleadings on this subject; and had hoped, that my resolution being so well known, I should not have been further urged upon it.
You mistake the purport of my present visit, Miss [looking gravely]. Heretofore you have been desired and prayed, to obey and oblige your friends: Intreaty is at an end: They give it up. Now it is resolved upon, that your father's will is to be obeyed; as it is fit it should. Some things are laid at your door, as if you concurred with Lovelace's threatened violence to carry you off; which your mamma will not believe. She will tell you her own good opinion of you: She will tell you how much she still loves you: And what she expects of you on the approaching occasion: But yet, that she may not be exposed to an opposition, which would the more provoke her, she desires, you will first assure her, that you go down with a resolution to do that with a grace which must be done with or without a grace. And besides, she wants to give you some advice how to proceed, in order to reconcile yourself to your papa, and to everybody else. Will you go down, Miss, or will you not?
I said, I should think myself happy, could I be admitted to my mamma's presence, after so long a banishment from it; but that I could not wish it upon those terms.
And This is your answer, Miss?
It must be my answer, Madam. Come what may, I never will have Mr. Solmes. I am very much concerned, that this matter is so often press'd upon me. -I never will have that man!
Down she went with displeasure. I could not help it. I was quite tired with so many attempts, all to the same purpose. I am amazed that They are not! -So little variation! And no concession on either side!
I will go down and deposite this; for Betty has seen I have been writing. The saucy creature took a napkin, and dipt it in water, and with a fleering air, Here, Miss; holding the wet corner to me.
What's That for, said I?
Only, Miss, one of the fingers of your right-hand, if you please to look at it.
It was inky.
I gave her a look; but said nothing.
But lest I should have another search, I will close here.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XXXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, One o'Clock.
I have a letter from Mr. Lovelace, full of transports, vows, and promises. I will send it to you inclosed. You'll see how he engages in it for his aunt Lawrance's protection, and for Miss Charlotte Montague's accompanying me. 'I have nothing to do, but to persevere, he says, and prepare to receive the personal congratulations of his whole family.'
But you'll see, how he presumes upon my being his, as the consequence of throwing myself into that Lady's protection.
The chariot-and-six is to be ready at the place he mentions. You'll see, as to the slur upon my reputation, which I am so apprehensive about, how boldly he argues. Generously enough, indeed, were I to be his; and had given him reason to believe that I would! -But that I have not done.
How one step brings on another with this incroaching Sex! How soon may a young creature, who gives a man the least encouragement, be carried beyond her intentions, and out of her own power! -You would imagine, by what he writes, that I have given him reason to think, that my aversion to Mr. Solmes is all owing to my favour for him!
The dreadful thing is, that, comparing what he writes from his intelligencer, of what is designed against me [though he seems not to know the threatened day] with what my aunt and Betty assure me of, there can be no hope for me, but that I must be Solmes's wife, if I stay here.
I had better have gone to my uncle Antony's, at this rate! I should have gained time, at least, by it. This is the fruit of his fine contrivances!
'What we are to do, and how good he is to be: How I am to direct all his future steps.' All this shews, as I said before, that he is sure of me.
However, I have reply'd to the following effect: 'That although I had given him room to expect, that I would put myself into his aunt's protection; yet, as I have three days to come, between this and Monday, and as I hope that my friends will still relent, or that Mr. Solmes will give up a point they will both find it impossible to carry; I shall not look upon myself as absolutely bound by the appointment: And expect therefore, if I recede, that I shall not be called to account for it by him. That I think it necessary to acquaint him, that if, by putting myself into Lady Betty Lawrance's protection, he understands, that I mean directly to throw myself into his power, he is very much mistaken: For that there are many points in which I must be satisfied; several matters to be adjusted, even, after I have left this house (if I do leave it), before I can think of giving him any particular encouragement: That, in the first place, he must expect, that I will do my utmost to procure my father's reconciliation and approbation of my future steps; and that I will govern myself intirely by his commands, in every reasonable point, as much as if I had not left his house: That if he imagines, that I shall not reserve to myself this liberty, but that my withdrawing is to give him any advantages, which he would otherwise have had; I am determined to tarry where I am, and abide the event, in hopes that my friends will still accept of my reiterated promise, never to marry him, or any-body else, without their consent.'
This I will deposite as soon as I can. And as he thinks things are near their crisis, I dare say it will not be long before I have an answer to it.
Friday, Four o'Clock.
I am far from being well: Yet must I make myself worse than I am, preparative to the suspension I hope to obtain of the menaced evil of Wednesday next. And if I do obtain it, I will postpone my appointment to meet Mr. Lovelace.
Betty has told them I am very much indisposed. But I have no pity from any-body.
I believe, I am become the object of every-one's aversion; and that they would all be glad I were dead. - Indeed, I believe it! -'What ails the perverse creature,' cries one? -'Is she love-sick,' another?
I was in the Ivy-summer-house, and came out shivering with cold, as if aguishly seized. Betty observed this, and reported it. -'O, no matter! -Let her shiver on! -Cold cannot hurt her. Obstinacy will defend her from That. Perverseness is a Bracer to a love-sick girl, and more effectual than the Cold Bath to make hardy, altho' the constitution be ever so tender.'
This said by a cruel brother, and heard said by the dearer friends of one, for whom, but a few months ago, every-body was apprehensive at every blast of wind to which she exposed herself!
Betty, it must be owned, has an admirable memory on these occasions. Nothing of this nature is lost by her repetition: Even the very air she repeats with, renders it unncecessary to ask, Who said This or That severe thing.
Friday, Six o'Clock.
My aunt, who again stays all night, has just left me. She came to tell me the result of my friends deliberations about me. It is this.
Next Wednesday morning they are all to be assembled: To wit, my father, mother, my uncles, herself, and my uncle Hervey; my brother and sister of course; my good Mrs. Norton is likewise to be admitted: And Dr. Lewin is to be at hand, to exhort me, it seems, if there be occasion: But my aunt is not certain, whether he is to be among them, or to tarry till called in.
When this awful court is set, the poor prisoner is to be brought in, supported by Mrs. Norton; who is to be first tutored to instruct me in the duty of a child; which, it seems, I have quite forgotten.
Nor is the success at all doubted, my aunt says: For it is not believed I can be so harden'd, as to withstand so venerable a judicature, altho' I have withstood several of them separately. And still the less, as she hints at extraordinary condescensions from my papa. But what condescensions, from even my father, can induce me to make such a sacrifice as is expected from me?
Yet my spirits will never bear up, I doubt, at such a tribunal: My father presiding in it.
I believed indeed, that my trials would not be at an end, till he had admitted me once more into his awful presence!
What is hoped from me, she says, is, That I will chearfully, on Tuesday night, if not before, sign the articles; and so turn the succeeding day's solemn convention of all my friends, into a day of festivity. I am to have the license sent me up, however, and once more the settlements, that I may see how much in earnest they are.
She further hinted, that my papa himself would bring up the settlements for me to sign.
O my dear! what a trial will This be! -How shall I be able to refuse to my father [My father! from whose presence I have been so long banish'd; he commanding and intreating, perhaps, in a breath! How shall I be able to refuse to my father] the writing of my name?
They are sure, she says, something is working on Mr. Lovelace's part, and perhaps on mine: And my papa would sooner follow me to the grave, than see me his wife.
I said, I was not well; That the very apprehensions of these trials, were already insupportable to me; and would increase upon me, as the time approached; and I was afraid I should be extremely ill.
They had prepared themselves for such an artifice as That, was my aunt's unkind word; and she could assure me, it would stand me in no stead.
Artifice! repeated I: And this from my aunt Hervey?
Why my dear, said she, do you think people are fools? -Can they not see, how dismally you endeavour to sigh yourself down within-doors? -How you hang down your sweet face [those were the words she was pleased to use] upon your bosom: -How you totter, as it were, and hold by this chair, and by that door-post, when you know that Any-body sees you [This, my dear Miss Howe, is an aspersion to fasten hypocrisy and contempt upon me: My brother's or sister's aspersion! -I am not capable of arts so low]. But the moment you are down with your poultry, or advancing upon your garden-walk, and, as you imagine, out of every-body's sight, it is seen how nimbly you trip along; and what an alertness ggoverns all your motions.
I should hate myself, said I, were I capable of such poor artifices as these. I must be a fool to use them, as well as a mean creature; for have I not had experience enough, that my friends are incapable of being moved in much more affecting instances? -But you'll see how I shall be by Tuesday.
My dear, you will not offer any violence to your health? -I hope, God has given you more grace, than to do that.
I hope he has, Madam. But there is violence enough offer'd, and threatened, to affect my health; and that will be found, without my needing to have recourse to any other, or to artifice either.
I'll only tell you one thing, my dear: And that is; Ill or well, the ceremony will probably be performed before Wednesday-night: -But This, also, I will tell you, altho' beyond my present commission, that Mr. Solmes will be under an engagement, (if you should require it of him, as a favour) after the ceremony is passed, and Lovelace's hopes thereby utterly extinguished, to leave you at your father's, and return to his own house every evening, until you are brought to a full sense of your duty, and consent to acknowlege your change of name.
There was no opening of my lips to such a speech as This. I was dumb.
And these, my dear Miss Howe, are They, who, some of them, at least, have called me a romantic girl! -This is my chimerical brother, and wise sister; both joining their heads together, I dare say and yet, my aunt told me, that the last part was what took in my mamma; who had, till that was started, insisted, that her child should not be married if, thro' grief or opposition, she should be ill, or fall into fits.
This intended violence my aunt often excused, by the certain information they pretended to have, of some plots or machinations, that were ready to break out, from Mr. Lovelace: The effects of which were thus cunningly to be frustrated.
Friday, Nine o'Clock.
And now, my dear, what shall I conclude upon? You see how determin'd-But how can I expect your advice will come time enough to stand me in any stead? For here, I have been down, and already have another letter from Mr. Lovelace [The man lives upon the spot, I think]: And I must write to him, either that I will, or will not, stand to my first resolution of escaping hence on Monday next. If I let him know, that I will not (appearances so strong against him, and for Solmes, even stronger, than when I made the appointment), will it not be justly deemed my own fault, if I am compelled to marry their odious man? And if any mischief ensue from Mr. Lovelace's rage and disappointment, will it not lie at my door? -Yet, he offers so fair! -Yet, on the other hand, to incur the censure of the world, as a giddy creature! -But that, as he hints, I have already incurred! -What can I do? Oh! that my cousin Morden! -But what signifies wishing?
I will here give you the substance of Mr. Lovelace's letter. The letter itself I will send, when I have answered it; but that I will defer doing as long as I can, in hopes of finding reason to retract an appointment on which so much depends. And yet it is necessary you should have all before you, as I go along, that you may be the better able to advise me in this dreadful crisis of my fate.
'He begs my pardon, for writing with so much assurance; attributing it to his unbounded transport; and intirely acquiesces in my will. He is full of alternatives and proposals. He offers to attend me directly to Lady Betty's; or, if I had rather, to my own estate; and that my Lord M. shall protect me there, [He knows not, my dear, my reasons for rejecting this inconsiderate advice]. In either case, as soon as he sees me safe, he will go up to London, or whither I please; and not come near me, but by my own permission; and till I am satisfy'd in every thing I am doubtful of, as well with regard to his reformation, as to settlements, &c.
'To conduct me to You, my dear, is another of his alternatives, not doubting, he says, but your mamma will receive me. Or, if That be not agreeable to you, to your mamma, or to me, he will put me into Mr. Hickman's protection; whom, no doubt, Miss Howe can influence; and that it may be given out, that I am gone to Bath, or Bristol, or Abroad; where-ever I please.
'Again, If it be more agreeable, he proposes to attend me privately to London, where he will procure handsome lodgings for me, and both his cousins Montague to receive me there, and to accompany me till all shall be adjusted to my mind; and till a reconciliation shall be effected; which, he assures me, nothing shall be wanting in him to facilitate; greatly as he has been insulted by all my family.
'These several measures he proposes to my choice; it being unlikely, he says, that he can procure in the time, a letter from Lady Betty, under her own hand, inviting me in form to her house, unless he had been himself to go to that Lady for it; which, at this critical conjuncture, while he is attending my commands, is impossible.
'He conjures me, in the solemnest manner, if I would not throw him into utter despair, to keep to my appointment.
'However, instead of threatening my relations, or Solmes, if I recede, he respectfully says, that he doubts not, but that, if I do, it will be upon such reasons, as he ought to be satisfy'd with; upon no slighter, he hopes, than their leaving me at full liberty to pursue my own inclinations: In which (whatever they shall be), he will intirely acquiesce; only endeavouring to make his future good behaviour, the sole ground for his expectation of my favour.
'In short, he solemnly vows, that his whole view at present, is, To free me from my imprisonment; and to restore me to my own free-will, in a point so absolutely necessary to my future happiness. He declares, that neither the hopes he has in my future favour, nor the honour of himself and family, will permit him to propose any thing that shall be inconsistent with my own most scrupulous notions: And, for my mind's sake, should choose to have this end obtained by my friends declining to compel me. But that, nevertheless, as to the world's opinion, it is impossible to imagine, that the behaviour of my relations to me, has not already brought upon my family those free censures which they deserve, and caused the step which I am so scrupulous about taking, to be no other than the natural and expected consequence of their treatment of me.'
Indeed, I am afraid all this is true: And it is owing to some little degree of politeness, that Mr. Lovelace does not say all he might say on this subject: For I have no doubt, that I am the talk, and perhaps the by-word of half the country. If so, I am afraid, I can now do nothing that will give me more disgrace than I have already so causelesly received by their indiscreet persecutions: And let me be whose I will, and do what I will, I shall never wipe off the stain my confinement, and the rigorous usage I have received, have fixed upon me; at least in my own opinion.
I wish, if ever I am to be considered as one of the eminent family this man is ally'd to, some of them do not think the worse of me, for the disgrace I have received! -In that case, perhaps, I shall be obliged to him, if he do not. You see how much this harsh, this cruel, treatment from my own family has humbled me! -But, perhaps, I was too much exalted before.
Mr. Lovelace concludes, 'with repeatedly begging an interview with me; and That, this night, if possible: An honour, he says, he is the more encouraged to solicit for, as I had twice before made him hope for it. But whether he obtain it, or not, he beseeches me to choose one of the alternatives he offers to my acceptance; and not to depart from my resolution of escaping on Monday, unless the reason ceases on which I had taken it up; and that I have a prospect of being restored to my friends favour; at least to my own liberty and freedom of choice.'
He renews all his vows and promises on this head, in so earnest and so solemn a manner, that (his own interest, and his family's honour, and their favour for me, co-operating) I can have no room to doubt of his sincerity.

### v2 LETTER XXXIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sat. Morn, 8 o'Clock, April 8.
Whether you will blame me, or not, I cannot tell, But I have deposited a letter confirming my former resolution to leave this house on Monday next, within the hours, if possible, prefixed in my former. I have not kept a copy of it. But this is the substance:
I tell him, 'That I have no way to avoid the determin'd resolution of my friends in behalf of Mr. Solmes; but by abandoning this house by his assistance.'
I have not pretended to make a merit with him on this score; for I plainly tell him, 'That could I, without an unpardonable sin, die when I would, I would sooner make death my choice, than take a step, which all the world, if not my own heart, will condemn me for taking.'
I tell him, 'That I shall not try to bring any other cloaths with me, than those I shall have on; and those but my common wearing-apparel; lest I should be suspected. That I must expect to be deny'd the possession of my estate: But that I am determin'd never to consent to a litigation with my father, were I to be reduced to ever so low a state: So that the protection I am to be obliged for, to any one, must be alone for the distress-sake: And yet, that I have too much pride to think of marrying, until I have a fortune that shall make me appear upon a foot of equality with, and void of obligation to, any-body: That, therefore, he will have nothing to hope for from this step, that he had not before: And that, in every light, I reserve to myself to accept or refuse his address, as his behaviour and circumspection shall appear to me to deserve.'
I tell him, 'That I think it best to go into a private lodging, in the neighbourhood of his aunt Lawrance; and not to her house; that it may not appear to the world, that I have refuged myself in his family; and that a reconciliation with my friends, may not, on that account, be made impracticable: That I will send for thither my faithful Hannah; and apprize only Miss Howe where I am: That he shall instantly leave me, and go to London, or to one of his uncle's seats; and (as he had promised) not come near me, but by my leave; contenting himself with a correspondence by letter only.
'That if I find myself in danger of being discovered, and carried back by violence, I will then throw myself directly into the protection of either of his aunts, who will receive me: But This only in case of absolute necessity; for that it will be more to my reputation, for me, by the best means I can, (taking advantage of my privacy) to enter by a second or third hand into a treaty of reconciliation with my friends.
'That I must, however, plainly tell him, That if, in this treaty, my friends insist upon my resolving against marrying him, I will engage to comply with them; provided they will allow me to promise him, that I will never be any other man's, while he remains single, or is living: That this is a compliment I am willing to pay to him, in return for the trouble and pains he has taken, and the usage he has met with, on my account: Altho' I intimate, that he may, in a great measure, thank himself, and the little regard he has paid to his reputation, for the slights he has met with.'
I tell him, 'That I may, in this privacy, write to my cousin Morden, and, if possible, interest him in my cause.
'I take some brief notice of his alternatives.'
You must think my dear, that this unhappy force upon me, and this projected flight, makes it necessary for me to account to him much sooner than it agrees with my stomach to do, for every part of my conduct.
'It is not to be expected, I tell him, that your mamma will embroil herself, or suffer you, or Mr. Hickman to be embroiled, on my account: And as to his proposal of my going to London, I am such an absolute stranger to every-body there, and have such a bad opinion of the place, that I cannot by any means think of going thither; except I should be induced, some time hence, by the Ladies of his family to attend them.
'As to the meeting he is desirous of, I think it by no means proper; especially as it is so likely that I may soon see him. But that if any thing occurs to induce me to change my mind, as to withdrawing, I may then, very probably, take the first opportunity to see him, and give him my reasons for that change.'
This, my dear, I the less scrupled to write, that I might qualify him for such a disappointment, should I give it; he having, besides, behaved so very unexceptionably, when he surprized me some time ago in the lonely woodhouse.
Finally, 'I commend myself, as a person in distress, and merely as such, to his honour, and to his aunt's protection. I repeat [most cordially, I am sure!] my deep concern for being forced to take a step so disagreeable, and so derogatory to my honour. And having told him, that I will endeavour to obtain leave to dine in the Ivy summer-house (a), and to send Betty of some errand, when there, I leave the rest to him; but imagine, that about four o'clock will be a proper time for him to contrive some signal to let me know he is at hand, and for me to unbolt the garden-door.'
I added, by way of postscript, 'That their suspicions seeming to increase, I advise him to contrive to send or come to the usual place, as frequently as possible, in the interval of time, till Monday morning ten or eleven o' clock; as something may possibly happen to make me alter my mind.'
O my dear Miss Howe!-what a sad, sad thing is the necessity, forced upon me, for all this preparation and contrivance! -But it is now too late! -But how! -Too late, did I say? -What a word is that!-what a dreadful thing, were I to repent, to find it to be too late, to remedy the apprehended evil!
Saturday, Ten o' Clock.
Mr. Solmes is here. He is to dine with his new relations, as Betty tells me he already calls them.
He would have thrown himself in my way, once more: But I hurry'd up to my prison, in my return from my garden-walk, to avoid him.
I had, when in the garden, the curiosity to see, if my letter were gone: I cannot say, with an intention to take it back again, if it had not; because I see not how I could do otherwise than I have done. Yet what a caprice was this! -For when I found it gone, I began (as yesterday-morning) to wish it had not: For no other reason, I believe, than because it was out of my power.
A strange diligence in this man! -He says, he almost lives upon the place; and I think so too.
He mentions, as you will see in his letter, four several disguises, which he put on in one day. It is a wonder, nevertheless, that he has not been seen by some of our tenants: For it is impossible that any disguise can hide the gracefulness of his figure. But this is to be said, that the adjoining grounds being all in our own hands, and no common foot-paths near that part of the garden, and thro' the park and coppice, nothing can be more bye and unfrequented.
Then they are less watchful, I believe, over my garden-walks, and my poultry-visits, depending, as my aunt hinted, upon the bad character they have taken so much pains to fasten upon Mr. Lovelace. This, they think (and justly think), must fill me with doubts. And then the regard I have hitherto had for my reputation, is another of their securities. Were it not for these two, they would not surely have used me as they have done; and at the same time left me the opportunities, which I have several times had, to get away, had I been disposed to do so (a): And indeed, their dependencies on both these motives would have been well founded, had they kept but tolerable measures with me.
Then, perhaps, they have no notion of the backdoor; as it is seldom open'd, and leads to a place so pathless and lonesome. If not, there can be no other way to go off (if one would), without discovery, unless by the plashy lane, so full of springs, by which your servant reaches the solitary wood-house; to which lane one must descend from a high bank, that bounds the poultry-yard. For, as to the front-way, you know, one must pass thro' the house to That, and in sight of the parlours, and the servants hall; then have the large open court-yard to go through, and, by means of the iron-gate, be full in view, as one passes over the lawn, for a quarter of a mile together; the young plantations of elms and limes affording yet but little shade or covert.
The Ivy summer-house is the most convenient for this affecting purpose of any spot in the garden, as it is not far from the back-door, and yet in another alley, as you may remember. Then it is seldom resorted to by any-body else, except in the summer-months, because it is cool. When they loved me, they would often, for this reason, object to my long continuance in it: -But now, it is no matter what becomes of me. Besides, cold is a bracer, as my brother said yesterday.
Here I will desposite what I have written. Let me have your prayers, my dear; and your approbation, or your censure, of the steps I have taken: For yet it may not be quite too late to revoke the appointment. I am
Your most affectionate and faithful
Cl. Harlowe.
Why will you send your servant empty-handed?

### v2 LETTER XL.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sat. Afternoon.
By your last date of Ten, in your letter of this day, you could not long have deposited it, before Robin took it. He rode hard, and brought it to me just as I had risen from table.
You may justly blame me for sending my messenger empty-handed, your situation consider'd; and yet that very situation [so critical!] is partly the reason for it: For indeed I knew not what to write, fit to send you.
I had been inquiring privately, how to procure you a conveyance from Harlowe-Place, and yet not appear in it; knowing, that to oblige in the fact, and to disoblige in the manner, is but obliging by halves: My mamma being, moreover, very suspicious, and very uneasy; made more so by daily visits from your uncle Antony, who tells her, that now every-thing is upon the point of being determined, and hopes, that her daughter will not so interfere, as to discourage your compliance with their wills. This I came at by a way that I cannot take notice of, or both should hear of it, in a manner neither would like: And, without that, my mamma and I have had almost hourly bickerings.
I found more difficulty than I expected, as the time was confined, and secresy required, in procuring you a vehicle; and as you so earnestly forbid me to accompany you in your enterprize. Had you not obliged me to keep measures with my mamma, I could have managed it with ease. I could even have taken our own chariot, on one pretence or other, and put two horses extraordinary to it, if I had thought fit; and I could have sent it back from London, and nobody the wiser as to the lodgings we might have taken.
I wish to the Lord, you had permitted This! Indeed I think you are two punctilious a great deal for your situation. Would you expect to enjoy yourself with your usual placidness, and not be ruffled, in an hurricane which every moment threatens to blow your house down?
Had your distress sprung from yourself, that would have been another thing. But when all the world knows where to lay the fault, this alters the case.
How can you say I am happy, when my mamma, to her power, is as much an abettor of their wickedness to my dearest friend, as your aunt, or any-body else? -And this thro' the instigation of that odd-headed and foolish uncle of yours, who [sorry creature that he is] keeps her up to resolutions, which are unworthy of her, for an example to me, and please you. Is not this case enough for me to ground a resentment upon, sufficient to justify me for accompanying you; the friendship between us so well known?
Indeed, my dear, the importance of the case consider'd, I must repeat, That you are too nice. Don't they already think, that your standing-out is owing a good deal to my advice? Have they not prohibited our correspondence upon that very surmize? And have I, but on your account, reason to value what they think?
Besides, what discredit have I to fear by such a step? What detriment? Would Hickman, do you believe, refuse me upon it? -If he did, should I be sorry for that? -Who is it, that has a Soul, who would not be affected by such an instance of female friendship?
But I should vex and disorder my mamma! -Well, that is something! But not more than she vexes and disorders me, on her being made an implement by such a sorry creature, who ambles hither every day in spite to my dearest friend. -Woe be to both, if it be for a double end! -Chide me, if you will: I don't care.
I say, and I insist upon it, such a step would ennoble your friend: And if still you will permit it, I will take the office out of Lovelace's hands; and, tomorrow evening, or on Monday, before his time of appointment takes place, will come in a chariot, or chaise: And then, my dear, if we get off as I wish, will we make terms, and what terms we please, with them All. My mamma will be glad to receive her daughter again, I warrant ye: And Hickman will cry for joy on my return; or he shall for sorrow.
But you are so very earnestly angry with me for proposing such a step, and have always so much to say for your side of any question, that I am afraid to urge it farther. -Only be so good as to encourage me to resume it, if, upon farther consideration, and upon weighing matters well [and in this light, Whether best to go off with me, or with Lovelace], you can get over your punctilious regard for my reputation. A woman going off with a woman is not so discreditable a thing, surely! and with no view, but to avoid the fellows! -I say, only be so good as to consider this point; and if you can get over your scruples, on my account, do. And so I will have done with this argument for the present; and apply myself to some of the passages in yours.
A time, I hope, will come, that I shall be able to read your affecting narratives, without that impatience and bitterness, which now boils over in my heart, and would flow to my pen, were I to enter into the particulars of what you write. And, indeed, I am afraid of giving you my advice at all, or of telling you what I should do in your case [supposing you will still refuse my offer]; finding too, what you have been brought, or rather driven, to, without it; lest any evil should follow it: In which case, I should never forgive myself. And this consideration has added to my difficulties in writing to you, now you are upon such a crisis, and yet refuse the only method- But I said, I would not for the present touch any more that string. Yet, one word more, chide me, if you please: If any harm betide you, I shall for ever blame my mamma-Indeed I shall-And perhaps, yourself, if you do not accept of my offer.
But one thing, in your present situation, and prospects, let me advise: It is this, That if you do go away with Mr. Lovelace, you take the first opportunity to permit the ceremony to pass. Why should you not, when every-body will know by whose assistance, and in whose company, you leave your father's house, go whithersoever you will? -You may, indeed, keep him at distance, until settlements are drawn, and such-like matters are adjusted to your mind. But even These are matters of less consideration in your particular case, than they would be in that of most others: Because, be his other faults what they will, nobody thinks him an ungenerous man: Because the possession of your estate must be given up to you, as soon as your cousin Morden comes; who, as your Trustee, will see it done; and done upon proper terms: Because there is no want of fortune on his side: Because all his family value you, and are extremely desirous that you should be their relation: Because he makes no scruple of accepting you without conditions. You see how he has always defy'd your relations [I, for my own part, can forgive him for that fault: Nor know I, if it be not a noble one]. And I dare say, he had rather call you his, without a shilling, than be under obligation to those whom he has full as little reason to love, as they have to love him. You have heard, that his own relations cannot make his proud spirit submit to owe any favour to them.
For all these reasons, I think, you may the less stand upon previous settlements. It is therefore my absolute opinion, that, if you do go off with him [And in that case you must let him be judge, when he can leave you with safety, you'll observe That], you should not postpone the ceremony.
Give this matter your most serious consideration. Punctilio is out of doors the moment you are out of your father's house. I know how justly severe you have been upon those inexcusable creatures, whose giddiness, and even want of decency, have made them, in the same hour, as I may say, leap from a parent's window to a husband's bed-But, considering Lovelace's character, I repeat my opinion, that your Reputation in the eye of the world requires, that no delay be made in this point, when once you are in his power.
I need not, I am sure, make a stronger plea to you.
You say, in excuse for my mamma (what my fervent love for my friend very ill brooks), That we ought not to blame any-one for not doing what she has an option to do, or to let alone. This, in cases of friendship, would admit of very strict discussion. If the thing requested be of greater consequence, or even of equal, to the person sought to, and it were, as the old phrase has it, to take a thorn out of one's friend's foot, to put it into our own, something might be said. - Nay, it would be, I will venture to say, a selfish thing, in us to ask a favour of a friend, which would subject That friend to the same or equal inconvenience, as That from which we wanted to be relieved. The requester would, in this case, teach his friend, by his own selfish example, with much better reason, to deny him, and despise a friendship so merely nominal. But if, by a less inconvenience to ourselves, we could relieve our friend from a greater, the refusal of such a favour makes the refuser unworthy of the name of Friend: Nor would I admit such a one, not even into the outermost fold of my heart.
I am well aware, that this is your opinion of friendship, as well as mine: For I owe the distinction to you, upon a certain occasion; and it saved me from a very great inconvenience, as you must needs remember. But you was always for making excuses for other people, in cases wherein you would not have allowed of one for yourself.
I must own, that were these excuses for a friend's indifference, or denial, made by any-body but you, in a case of such vast importance to herself, and of so comparative a small one to those whose protection she would be thought to wish for; I, who am for ever, as you have often remarked, endeavouring to trace effects to their causes, should be ready to suspect, that there was a latent, un-owned inclination, which balancing, or preponderating rather, made the issue of the alternative (however important) sit more lightly upon the excuser's mind than she cared to own.
You will understand me, my dear. But if you do not, it may be as well for me; for I am afraid I shall have it from you, for but starting such a notion, or giving a hint, which, perhaps, as you did once in another case, you will reprimandingly call, 'Not being able to forego the ostentation of sagacity, tho' at the expence of that tenderness which is due to friendship and charity.'
What signifies owwning a fault, without mending it, you'll say? -Very true, my dear. But you know I ever was a saucy creature! -Ever stood in need of great allowances. -And I know, likewise, that I ever had them from my dear Clarissa Harlowe. Nor do I doubt them now: For you know how much I love you! -If it be possible, more than myself I love you! Believe me, my dear! And, in consequence of that belief, you will be able to judge, how much I am affected by your present distressful and critical situation; which will not suffer me to pass by, without a censure, even that philosophy of temper in your own cause, which you have not in another's, and which all that know you, ever admired you for.
From this critical and distressful situation, it shall be my hourly prayers, that you may be delivered without blemish to that fair fame, which has hitherto, like your heart, been unspotted.
With This prayer, twenty times repeated, concludes
Your ever-affectionate
Anna Howe.
I hurry'd myself in writing This; and I hurry Robin away with it, that in a Situation so very critical, you may have all the time possible to consider what I have written, upon two points so very important. I will repeat them in a very few words:
'Whether you choose not rather to go off with one of your own Sex; with your Anna Howe- than with one of the other; with Mr. Lovelace?'
And if not,
'Whether you should not marry him as soon as possible?'

### v2 LETTER XLI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
[The preceding letter not received.]
Saturday Afternoon.
Already have I an ecstatic answer, as I may call it, to my letter.
'He promises compliance in every article with my will: Approves of all I propose; particularly of the private lodging: And thinks it a happy expedient to obviate the censures of the busy and the unreflecting: And yet he hopes, that the putting myself into the protection of either of his aunts, treated as I am treated, would be far from being looked upon by any, in a disreputable light. But every thing I injoin, or resolve upon, must, he says, be right, not only with respect to my present, but future, honour; with regard to which, he hopes so to behave himself, as to be allow'd to be next to myself, more solicitious than any-body. He will only assure me, that his whole family are extremely desirous to take advantage of the persecutions I labour under, to make their court, and endear themselves, to me; by their best and most chearful services: Happy, if they can, in any measure, contribute to my present freedom, and future happiness.
'He will this afternoon, he says, write to his uncle, and to both his aunts, that he is now within view of being the happiest man in the world, if it be not his own fault; since the only woman upon earth that can make him so, will be soon out of danger of being another man's; and cannot possibly prescribe any terms to him, that he shall not think it his duty to comply with.
'He flatters himself now (my last letter confirming my resolution), that he can be in no apprehension of my changing my mind, unless my friends change their manner of acting by me; which he is too sure they will not. And now will all his relations, who take such a kind and generous share in his interests, glory and pride themselves in the prospects he has before him.'
Thus artfully does he hold me to it!-
'As to fortune, he begs of me not to be solicitous on that score: That his own estate is sufficient for us both; not a nominal, but a real, two thousand pounds per annum, equivalent to some estates reputed a third more: That it never was incumbred: That he is clear of the world, both as to book and bond-debts; thanks, perhaps, to his pride, more than to his virtue. That his uncle moreover resolves to settle upon him a thousand pounds per annum on his nuptials. And this, (if he writes to his Lordship's honour) more from motives of justice, than from those of generosity, as he ought to consider it but as an equivalent for an estate which he had got possession of, to which his [Mr. Lovelace's] mother had better pretensions. That his Lordship also proposed to give him up either his seat in Hertfordshire, or that in Lancashire, at his own or at his wife's option, especially if I am the person. All which it will be in my power to see done, and proper settlements drawn, before I enter into any farther engagements with him; if I will have it so.'
He says, 'That I need not be under any solicitude as to apparel: All immediate occasions of That sort will be most chearfully supplied by his aunts, or his cousins Montague: As my others shall, with the greatest pride and pleasure (if I will allow him that honour), by himself.
'That I shall govern him as I please, with regard to any-thing in his power towards effecting a reconciliation with my friends: A point he knows my heart is set upon.
'He is afraid, that the time will hardly allow of his procuring Miss Charlotte Montague's attendance upon me, at St. Albans, as he had proposed she should; because, he understands, she keeps her chamber, with a violent cold, and sore throat. But both she and her sister, the first moment she is able to go abroad, shall visit me at my private lodgings; and introduce me to their aunts, or their aunts to me, as I shall choose; and accompany me to town, if I please; and stay as long in it with me, as I shall think fit to stay there.
'Lord M. will also, at my own time, and in my own manner, that is to say, either publicly or privately, make me a visit. And, for his own part, when he has seen me in safety, either in their protection, or in the privacy I prefer, he will leave me, and not attempt to visit me, but by my own permission.
'He had thoughts once, he says, on hearing of his cousin Charlotte's indisposition, to have engaged his cousin Patty's attendance upon me, either at or about the neighbouring village, or at St. Albans: But, he says, she is a low-spirited, timorous girl, who would but the more perplex us.'
So, my dear, the enterprize requires courage and high spirits, you see! -And indeed it does! -What am I about to do!-
He himself, it is plain, thinks, it necessary, that I should be accompanied with one of my own Sex! - He might, at least, have proposed the woman of one of the Ladies of his family. -Lord bless me! -What am I about to do!-
After all, far as I have gone, I know not but I may still recede: And if I do, a mortal quarrel, I suppose, will ensue. -And what if it does? -Could there be any way to escape this Solmes, a breach with Lovelace might make way for the Single Life [so much my preferable wish!] to take place: And then I would defy the Sex. For I see nothing but trouble and vexation that they bring upon ours: And when once enter'd, one is obliged to go on with them, treading, with tender feet, upon thorns, and sharper thorns, to the end of a painful journey.
What to do, I know not. The more I think, the more I am embarrass'd! -And the stronger will be my doubts, as the appointed time draws nearer.
But I will go down, and take a little turn in the garden; and deposite This, and his letters, all but the two last; which I will inclose in my next, if I have opportunity to write another.
Mean time, my dear friend-But what can I desire you to pray for? -Adieu then! -Let me only say,-Adieu!-

### v2 LETTER XLII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
[In answer to Letter XL.]
Sunday Morning, April 9.
Do not think, my beloved friend, altho' you have given me, in yours of yesterday, a severer instance of what, nevertheless, I must call your impartial Love, than ever yet I received from you, that I will be displeased with you for it. That would be to put myself into the inconvenient situation of Royalty: That is to say, Out of the way of ever being told of my faults; of ever mending them; and In the way of making the sincerest and warmest friendship useless to me.
And then how brightly, how nobly, burns this sacred flame in your bosom! that you are ready to impute to the unhappy sufferer a less degree of warmth in her own cause, than you have for her, because she endeavours to divest herself of Self, so far as to leave others to the option which they have a right to make? Ought I, my dear, to blame, ought I not rather to admire, you for this ardor?
But, nevertheless, lest you should think, that there is any foundation for a surmize, which, altho' it owe its rise to your friendship, would, if there were, leave me utterly inexcusable; I must, in justice to myself, declare, That I know not my own heart, if I have any of that latent or un-owned inclination, which you would impute to any other but me. Nor does the important alternative sit lightly on my mind. And yet I must excuse your mamma, were it but on this single consideration, That I could not presume to reckon upon her favour, as I could upon her daughter's, so as to make the claim of friendship upon her, to whom, as the mother of my dearest friend, a veneration is owing, which can hardly be compatible with that sweet familiarity, which is one of the indispensibles of the sacred tie by which your heart and mine are bound in one.
What therefore I might expect from my Anna Howe, I ought not from her mamma; for would it not be very strange, that a person of her experience should be reflected upon, because she gave not up her own judgment, where the consequence of her doing so would be, to embroil herself, as she apprehends, with a family she has lived well with, and in behalf of a child against her parents? -As she has, moreover, a daughter of her own: -A daughter too, give me leave to say, of whose vivacity and charming spirits she is more apprehensive than she need to be; because her truly maternal cares make her fear more from her youth, than she hopes from her prudence; which nevertheless she, and all the world, know to be beyond her years.
And here let me add, That whatever you may generously, and as the result of an ardent affection for your unhappy friend, urge on this head, in my behalf, or harshly against any one who may refuse me protection in such extraordinary circumstances as I find myself in; I have some pleasure, in being able to curb undue expectations upon my indulgent friends, whatever were to befal myself from those circumstances; for I should be extremely mortified, were I, by my selfish forwardness, to give occasion for such a check, as to be told, that I had encouraged an unreasonable hope; or, according to the phrase you mention, wished to take a Thorn out of my own foot, and to put it into that of my friend. Nor should I be better pleased with myself, if, having been taught by my good Mrs. Norton, that the best of schools, is That of affliction, I should rather learn impatience than the contrary, by the lessons I am obliged to get by heart in it; and if I should judge of the merits of others, as they were kind to me; and that at the expence of their own convenience or peace of mind. For is not This to suppose myself ever in the right; and all who do not act as I would have them act, perpetually in the wrong? In short, to make my sake, God's sake, in the sense of Mr. Solmes's pitiful plea to me.
How often, my dear, have You and I endeavour'd to detect and censure this partial spirit in others?
But I know, you do not always content yourself with saying what you think may justly be said: But, in order to shew the extent of a penetration, which can go to the bottom of any subject, delight to say, or to write, all that can be said, or written, or even thought, on the particular occasion; and this partly, perhaps, from being desirous (pardon me, my dear!) to be thought mistress of a sagacity that is aforehand with events. But who would wish to drain off, or dry up, a refreshing current, because it now and then puts us to some little inconvenience by its over-flowings? In other words, who would not allow, for the liveliness of a spirit, which, for one painful sensibility, gives an hundred pleasurable ones: And the one in consequence of the other?
But now I come to the two points in your letter, that most sensibly concern me: Thus you put them:
'Whether I choose not rather to go off with one of my own Sex; with my Anna Howe-than with one of the other; with Mr. Lovelace?'
And if not,
'Whether I should not marry him, as soon as possible?'
You know, my dear, my reasons for rejecting your proposal, and even for being earnest that you should not be known to be assisting to me in an enterprize, which a cruel necessity induced me to think of engaging in; and which you have not the same plea for. At this rate, well might your mamma be uneasy at our correspondence, not knowing to what inconveniencies it might subject her and you! -If I am hardly excusable to think of flying from my unkind friends, what could you have to say for yourself, were you to abandon a mother so indulgent? Does she suspect; that your fervent friendship may lead you to a small indiscretion? and does this suspicion offend you? And would you, in revenge, shew her and the world, that you can voluntarily rush into the highest error, that any of our sex can be guilty of?
And is it worthy of your generosity [I ask you, my dear, is it?] to think of taking so undutiful a step, because you believe your mamma would be glad to receive you again?
I do assure you, that were I to take this step myself, I would run all risques rather than you should accompany me in it. Have I, do you think, a desire to double and treble my own fault, in the eye of the world? In the eye of that world, which, cruelly as I am used (not knowing all), would not acquit me?
But, my dearest, kindest friend, let me tell you, That we will neither of us take such a step. The manner of putting your questions, abundantly convinces me, that I ought not, in your opinion, to attempt it. You, no doubt, intend, that I shall so take it; and I thank you for the equally polite and forcible conviction.
It is some satisfaction to me, taking the matter in this light, that I had begun to waver before I received your last. And now I tell you, that it has absolutely determin'd me not to go away; at least, not to-morrow.
If You, my dear, think the issue of the alternative, to use your own words, sits so lightly upon my mind; in short, that my inclination is faulty; the world would treat me much less scrupulously. When, therefore, you represent, that all punctilio must be at an end the moment I am out of my father's house; and hint, that I must submit it to Lovelace to judge when he can leave me with safety; that is to say, give him the option whether he will leave me, or not; Who can bear these reflections, and resolve to incur these inconveniencies, that has the question still in her own power to decide upon?
While I thought only of an escape from This house, as an escape from Mr. Solmes; that already my reputation suffer'd by my confinement; and that it would be still in my own option, either to marry Mr. Lovelace, or wholly to renounce him; Bold as the step was, I thought, treated as I am treated, something was to be said in excuse of it-If not to the world, to myself: And to be self -acquitted, is a blessing to be preferred to the opinion of all the world. But, after I have censured that indiscreet forwardness in some, who (flying from their chamber to the altar) have, without the least ceremony, rush'd upon the greatest: After I have stipulated with him for time, and for an ultimate option, whether to accept or refuse him; and for his leaving me, as soon as I am in a place of safety (which, as you observe, he must be the judge of): And after he has comply'd with these terms; so that I cannot, if I would, recall them, and suddenly marry; -You see, my dear, that I have nothing left me, but to resolve, not to go away with him.
But, how, on this revocation, shall I be able to pacify him?
How! -Why assert the privilege of my Sex! - Surely, on This side of the solemnity he has no right to be displeased. Besides, did I not reserve a power of receding, if I saw fit? To what purpose, as I asked in the case between your mamma and you, has any-body an option, if the making use of it, shall give the refused a right to be disgusted?
Far, very far, would Those be, who, according to the Old Law, have a right of absolving or confirming a child's promise, from ratifying mine, had it been ever so solemn a one. But This was rather an appointment than a promise: And suppose it had been the latter; and that I had not reserv'd to myself a liberty of revoking it, was it to preclude better or maturer consideration? -If so, how unfit to be given! -How ungenerous to be insisted upon! -And how unfitter still, to be kept! -Is there a man living, who ought to be angry, that a woman, whom he hopes one day to call his, shall refuse to keep a rash promise, when, on the maturest deliberation, she is convinc'd, that it was a rash one?
I resolve then, upon the whole, to stand This one trial of Wednesday next. -Or, perhaps, I should rather say, of Tuesday evening; if my father hold his purpose of endeavouring, in person, to make me read, or hear read, and then sign, the settlements. - That, that must be the greatest trial of all.
If I am compelled to sign them over-night! - Then [the Lord bless me!] must All I dread, follow, as of course, on Wednesday. -If I can prevail upon them, by my prayers-Perhaps, by sits, and delirium, (for the very first appearance of my father, after having been so long banish'd his presence, will greatly affect me) to lay aside their views; or to suspend, if but for one week; if not, but for two or three days; still Wednesday will be a lighter day of trial. -They will surely give me time to consider; to argue with myself-This will not be promising-As I have made no effort to get away, they have no reason to suspect me; so I may have an opportunity, in the last resort, to escape. Mrs. Norton is to be with me: She, altho' she should be check'd for it, will, in my extremity, plead for me. My aunt Hervey may, on such extremity, join her. Perhaps, my mamma may be brought over. I will kneel to each, one by one, to make a friend. They have been afraid, some of them, to see me, lest they should be moved in my favour: Does not This give me a reasonable hope, that I may move them? -My brother's counsel, heretofore given, to turn me out of doors to my evil destiny, may again be repeated, and may prevail: Then shall I be in no worse case than now, as to the displeasure of my friends; and thus far better, that it will not be my fault that I leave them, and seek another protection: Which even then, ought to be my cousin Morden's, rather than Mr. Lovelace's, or any other person's.
My heart, in short, misgives me less, when I resolve This way, than when I think of the other: And in so strong and involuntary a byass, the heart is, as I may say, Conscience. And well cautions the wise man: 'Let the counsel of thine own heart stand; for there is no man more faithful to thee, than It: For a man's mind is sometimes wont to tell him more than seven watchmen, that sit above in a high tower.'
Forgive these indigested self-reasonings. I will close here: And instantly set about a letter of revocation to Mr. Lovelace; take it as he will. It will only be another trial of temper to him. To me of infinite importance. And has he not promised temper and acquiescence, on the supposition of a change in my mind?
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XLIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday Morning, April 9.
Nobody, it seems, will go to church this day. No blessing to be expected perhaps upon views so worldly, and in some so cruel.
They have a mistrust that I have some device in my head. Betty has been looking among my cloaths. I found her, on coming up from depositing my letter to Lovelace [for I have written!] peering among them, the key being in the lock. She colour'd, and was confounded to be caught. But I only said, I should be accustom'd to any sort of treatment in time! - If she had her orders-those were enough for her.
She own'd, in her confusion, that a motion had been made to abridge me of my airings; and the report she should make, would be no disadvantage to me. One of my friends, she told me, urged in my behalf, That there was no need of laying me under greater restraint, since Mr. Lovelace's threatening to rescue me by violence, were I to have been carry'd to my uncle's, was a conviction that I had no design to go off to him voluntarily; and that if I had, I should have made preparations of that kind before now; and, most probably, been detected in them. -Hence, it was also inferr'd, that there was no room to doubt, but I would at last comply. And, added the bold creature, if you don't intend to do so, Your conduct, Miss, seems strange to me. -Only thus she reconciled it; That I had gone so far, I knew not how to come off genteelly: And she fancy'd I should, in full congregation, on Wednesday, give Mr. Solmes my hand. And then, said the confident wench, as the learned Dr. Brand took his text last Sunday, There will be joy in heaven-
This is the substance of my letter to Mr. Lovelace:
'That I have reasons, of the greatest consequence to myself, and which, when known, must satisfy him, to suspend, for the present, my intention of leaving my father's house: That I have hopes that matters may be brought to an happy conclusion, without taking a step, which nothing but the last necessity could justify: And that he may depend upon promise, that I will die, rather than consent to marry Mr. Solmes.'
And so, I am preparing myself to stand the shock of his exclamatory reply. But be that what it will, it cannot affect me so much, as the apprehensions of what may happen to me next Tuesday or Wednesday; day; for now those apprehensions engage my whole attention, and make me sick at the very heart.
Sunday, Four o'Clock, P. M.
My letter is not yet taken away! -If he should not send for it, or take it, and come hither on my not meeting him to-morrow, in doubt of what may have befallen me, what shall I do? Why had I any concerns with this Sex! -I, that was so happy till I knew This man!
I din'd in the Ivy summer-house. It was comply'd with at the first word. To shew I meant nothing, I went again into the house with Betty, as soon as I had dined. I thought it was not amiss to ask this liberty; the weather seeming to be set in fine. One does not know what Tuesday or Wednesday may produce.
Sunday Evening, Seven o'Clock.
There remains my letter still! -He is busied, I suppose, in his preparations for to-morrow. But then he has servants. Does the man think he is so secure of me, that having appointed, he need not give himself any further concern about me, till the very moment! -He knows how I am beset. He knows not what may happen. I might be ill, or still more closely watched or confined, than before. The correspondence might be discovered. It might be necessary to vary the scheme. I might be forced into measures, which might intirely frustrate my purpose. I might have new doubts: I might suggest something more convenient, for any thing he knew. What can the man mean, I wonder! -Yet it shall lie; for if he has it any time before the appointed hour, it will save me declaring to him personally my changed purpose, and the trouble of contending with him on that score. If he send for it at all, he will see by the date, that he might have had it in time; and if he be put to any inconvenience from shortness of notice, let him take it for his pains.
Sunday Night, Nine o'Clock.
It is determined, it seems, to send to Mrs. Norton, to be here on Tuesday to dinner; and she is to stay with me for a whole week.
So she is first to endeavour to persuade me to comply, and, when the violence is done, she is to comfort me, and try to reconcile me to my fate. They expect fits and fetches, Betty insolently tells me, and expostulations, and exclamations, without number: But every-body will be prepared for them: And when it's over, it's over; and I shall be easy and pacified, when I find I cannot help it.
Mond. Morn. April 10, Seven o'Clock.
O my dear! There yet lies the letter, just as I left it!
Does he think he is so sure of me! -Perhaps he imagines that I dare not alter my purpose. I wish I had never known him! -I begin now to see this rashness in the light every-one else would have seen it in, had I been guilty of it. -But what can I do, if he come to-day at the appointed time! -If he receive not the letter, I must see him, or he will think something has befallen me; and certainly will come to the house. As certainly he will be insulted. And what, in that case, may be the consequence! -Then I as good as promised, that I would take the first opportunity to see him, if I changed my mind, and to give him my reasons for it. I have no doubt but he will be out of humour upon it: But better he meet me, and go away dissatisfied with me, than that I should go away dissatisfied with myself.
Yet, short as the time is, he may still perhaps send, and get the letter. Something may have happened to prevent him, which, when known, will excuse him.
After I have disappointed him more than once before, on a requested interview only, it is impossible he should not have curiosity, at least, to know if something has not happened; and if my mind hold in this more important case. And yet, as I rashly confirm'd my resolution by a second letter, I begin now to doubt it.
Nine o'Clock.
My cousin Dolly Hervey slid the inclosed letter into my hand, as I passed by her, coming out of the garden.
Dearest Madam,
I have got intelligence from one as says she knows, that you must be married on Wednesday morning to Mr. Solmes. May-be, howsoever, only to vex me; for it is Betty Barnes: A saucy creature, I'm sure. A license is got, as she says: And so far she went as to tell me (bidding me say nothing; but she knew as that I would) that Mr. Brand the young Oxford Clergyman, and fine scholar, is to marry you. For Dr. Lewin, I hear, refuses, unless you consent; and they have heard that he does not like over-well their proceedings against you; and says, as that you don't deserve to be treated so cruelly as you are treated: But Mr. Brand, I am told, is to have his fortune made by uncle Harlowe, and among them.
You will know better than I what to make of all these matters; for sometimes I think Betty tells me things as if I should not tell you, and yet expects as that I will. She, and all the world knows how I love you: And so I would have them. It is an honour to me to love such a dear young Lady, who is an honour to all her family, let them say what they will. But there is such whispering between this Betty, and Miss Harlowe, as you can't imagine; and when that is done, Betty comes and tells me something.
This seems to be sure (and that is why I write: But pray burn it) you are to be searched once more for letters, and for pen and ink; for they know you write. Something they pretend to have betray'd out of one of Mr. Lovelace's servants, as they hope to make something of; I know not what. That must be a very vilde and wicked man, who would brag of Lady's goodness to him, and tell secrets. Mr. Lovelace is too much of a gentleman for that, I dare say. If not, who can be safe of young innocent creatures, such as we be?
Then they have a notion, from that false Betty, I beliefe, as that you intend to take something to make yourself sick, or some such thing; and so they will search for phials and powders, and such-like.
Strange searching among them! God bless us young creatures, when we come among such suspicious relations. But, thank God, my mamma is not such a one, at the present.
If nothing be found, you are to be used kindlier for that, by your papa, at the grand judgment, as I may call it.
Yet, sick or well, alas, my dear cousin! you must be married, belike. So says this same creature; and I don't doubt it: But your husband is to go home every night, till you are reconciled to go to him. And so illness can be no pretence to save you.
They are sure you will make a good wife, when you be one. So would not I, unless I liked my husband. And Mr. Solmes is always telling them how he will purchase your love and all that, by jewels and fine things. -A siccofant of a man! -I wish he and Betty Barnes were to come together; and he would beat her every-day till she was good. -So, in brief, secure every thing you would not have seen: And burn This, I beg you. And, pray, dearest Madam, do not take nothing as may hurt your health: For that will not do. I am,
Your truly loving Cousin,
D. H.
When I first read my cousin's letter, I was half inclin'd to resume my former intention; especially as my countermanding letter is not taken away: And as my heart akes at the thoughts of the conflict I must expect to have with him on my refusal. For, see him for a few moments I doubt I must, lest he should take some rash resolutions; especially, as he has reason to expect I will. But here your words, That all punctilio is at an end, the moment I am out of my father's house, added to the still more cogent considerations of Duty and Reputation, determin'd me once more against taking the rash step. And it will be very hard (altho' no seasonable fainting, or wish'd-for fit, should stand my friend) if I cannot gain one month, or fortnight, or week. And I have still more hopes that I shall prevail for some delay, from my cousin's intimation, that the good Doctor Lewin refuses to give his assistance to their projects, if they have not my consent, and thinks me cruelly used: Since, without taking notice that I am apprized of this, I can plead a scruple of conscience, and insist upon having that worthy Divine's opinion upon it: Which, inforced as I shall inforce it, my mamma will surely second me in: My aunt Hervey, and my Mrs. Norton, will support her: The suspension must follow: And I can but get away afterwards.
But, if they will compel me: If they will give me no time: If no-body will be moved: If it be resolved that the ceremony shall be read over my constrained hand-Why then-Alas! What then! -I can but-But what? O my dear! This Solmes shall never have my vows I am resolved! And I will say nothing but No, as long as I shall be able to speak. And who will presume to look upon such an act of violence, as a marriage? -It is impossible, surely, that a father and mother can see such a dreadful compulsion offer'd to their child-But if mine found withdraw, and leave the task to my brother and sister, they will have no mercy!
I am griev'd to be driven to have recourse to the following artifices.
I have given them a clue, by the feather of a pen sticking out, where they will find such of my hidden stores, as I intend they shall find.
Two or three little essays I have left easy to be seen, of my own writing.
About a dozen lines also of a letter begun to you, in which I express my hopes, (altho' I say, that appearances are against me) that my friends will relent. They know from your mamma, by my uncle Antony, that, some how or other, I now and then get a letter to you. In this piece of a letter, I declare renewedly my firm resolution to give up the man so obnoxious to my family, on their releasing me from the address of the other.
Near the essays, I have left a copy of my letter to Lady Drayton; which, affording arguments suitable to my case, may chance (thus accidentally to be fallen upon) to incline them to favour me.
I have reserves of pens and ink you may believe; and one or two in the Ivy summer-house; with which I shall amuse myself in order to lighten, if possible, those apprehensions which more and more affect me as Wednesday the day of trial approaches.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XLIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Ivy summer-house, Eleven o'Clock.
He has not yet got my letter: And while I was contriving here, how to send my officious gaoleress from me, that I might have time for the intended interview, and had hit upon an expedient, which I believe would have done, came my aunt, and furnish'd me with a much better. She saw my little table covered, preparative to my solitary dinner; and hoped, she told me, that this would be the last day, that my friends would be deprived of my company at table.
You may believe, my dear, that the thoughts of meeting Mr. Lovelace, the fear of being discover'd, together with the contents of my cousin Dolly's letter, gave me great and visible emotions. She took notice of them: -Why these sighs, why these heavings here, said she, patting my neck? -O my dear niece, who would have thought so much natural sweetness could be so very unpersuadable?
I could not answer her, and she proceeded. -I am come, I doubt, upon a very unwelcome errand. Some things that have been told us yesterday, which came from the mouth of one of the most desperate and insolent men in the world, convince your father, and all of us, that you still find means to write out of the house. Mr. Lovelace knows every-thing that is done here; and that as soon as done; and great mischief is apprehended from him, which you are as much concerned as any-body, to prevent. Your mamma has also some apprehensions concerning yourself, which yet she hopes are groundless; but, however, cannot be easy, nor will be permitted to be easy, if she would, unless (while you remain here in the garden, or in this summer-house) you give her the opportunity once more of looking into your closet, your cabinet, and drawers. It will be the better taken, if you give me chearfully your keys. I hope, my dear, you won't dispute it. Your desire of dining in this place was the more readily comply'd with, for the sake of such an opportunity.
I thought myself very lucky, to be so well prepared, by my cousin Dolly's means, for this search: But yet I artfully made some scruples, and not a few complaints of this treatment: After which, I not only gave her the keys of all; but even officiously empty'd my pockets before her, and invited her to put her fingers in my stays, that she might be sure that I had no papers there.
This highly obliged her; and she said, She would represent my chearful compliance as it deserved, let my brother and sister say what they would. My mamma, in particular, she was sure, would rejoice at the opportunity given her to obviate, as she doubted not would be the case, some suspicions that were raised against me.
She then hinted, That there were methods taken to come at all Mr. Lovelace's secrets, and even, from his careless communicativeness, at some of mine; it being, she said, his custom, boastingly to prate to his very servants of his intentions, in particular cases. She added, that, deep as he was thought to be, my brother was as deep as he; and fairly too hard for him at his own weapons;-as one day it would be found.
I knew not, I said, the meaning of these dark hints. I thought the cunning she hinted at, on both sides, called rather for contempt than applause. I myself might have been put upon artifices which my heart disdained to practise, had I given way to the resentment, which, I was bold to say, was much more justifiable than the actions that occasion'd it: That it was evident to me, from what she had said, that their present suspicions of me were partly owing to this supposed superior cunning of my brother; and partly to the consciousness, that the usage I met with might naturally produce a reason for such suspicions: That it was very unhappy for me, to be made the butt of my brother's wit: That it would have been more to his praise, to have aimed at shewing a kind heart, than a cunning head: That, nevertheless, I wished, he knew himself as well as I imagin'd I knew him; and he would then have less conceit of his abilities: Which abilities would, in my opinion, be less thought of, if his power to do ill offices were not much greater than them.
I was vex'd. I could not help making this reflection. The dupe the other, too probably, makes of him, thro' his own spy, deserv'd it. But I so little approve of this low art in either, that were I but tolerably used, the vileness of that man, that Joseph Leman, should be inquired into.
She was sorry, she said, to find, that I thought so disparagingly of my brother. He was a young gentleman both of learning and parts.
Learning enough, I said, to make him vain of it among us women: But not of parts sufficient to make his learning valuable either to himself, or to any-body else.-
She wished, indeed, that he had more good-nature: But she feared, that I had too great an opinion of somebody else, to think so well of my brother, as a sister ought: Since, between the two, there was a sort of rivalry as to abilities, that made them hate one another.
Rivalry, Madam, said I! -If that be the case, or whether it be or not, I wish they both understood better than either of them seems to do, what it becomes gentlemen, and men of liberal education, to be, and to do. -Neither of them, then, would glory in what they ought to be ashamed of.
But waving this subject, it was not impossible, I said, that they might find a little of my writing, and a pen or two, and a little ink [Hated art!-or rather, hateful the necessity for it!], as I was not permitted to go up to put them out of the way: But, if they did, I must be contented. And I assured her, that, take what time they pleased, I would not go in to disturb them, but would be either in or near the garden, in this summer-house, or in the cedar one, about my poultry-yard, or near the great cascade, till I was order'd to return to my prison. With like cunning I said, that I supposed the unkind search would not be made, till the servants had dined; because I doubted not, that the pert Betty Barnes, who knew all the corners of my apartment and closet, would be imploy'd in it.
She hoped, she said, that nothing could be found that would give a handle against me: For, she would assure me, the motives to the search, on my mamma's part especially, were, that she hoped to find reason rather to acquit than to blame me; and that my papa might be induced to see me to-morrow night, or Wednesday morning, with temper: With tenderness, I should rather say, said she; for he is resolved so to do, if no new offence be given.
Ah! Madam, said I!-
Why that Ah, Madam, and shaking your head so significantly?
I wish, Madam, that I may not have more reason to dread my papa's continued displeasure, than to hope for his returning tenderness.
You don't know, my dear! -Things may take a turn-Things may not be so bad as you fear-
Dearest Madam, have you any consolation to give me?-
Why, my dear, it is possible, that you may be more compliable than you have been.
Why raised you my hopes, Madam! -Don't let me think my dear aunt Hervey cruel to a niece who truly honours her.
I may tell you more perhaps, said she, (but in confidence, in absolute confidence) if the inquiry within come out in your favour. Do you know of any-thing above, that can be found to your disadvantage?
Some papers they will find, I doubt: But I must take consequences. My brother and sister will be at hand with their good-natured constructions. I am made desperate, and care not what is found.
She hoped, she earnestly hoped, she said, that nothing could be found, that would impeach my discretion; and then-But she might say too much-
And away she went, having added to my perplexity.
But I now can think of nothing but this man! - This interview! -Would to Heaven it were over! - To meet to quarrel-But I will not stay a moment with him, let him take what measures he will upon it, if he be not quite calm and resigned.
Don't you see how crooked some of my lines are? Don't you see how some of the letters stagger, more than others! -That is when this interview is more in my head, than my subject.
But, after all, should I, ought I, to meet him? How I have taken it for granted, that I should! -I wish there were time to take your advice. Yet you are so loth to speak quite out! -But that I owe, as you own, to the difficulty of my situation.
I should have mentioned, that in the course of this conversation I besought my aunt to stand my friend, and to put in a word for me, on my approaching trial; and to endeavour to procure me time for consideration, if I could obtain nothing else.
She told me, that, after the ceremony was perform'd [odious confirmation of a hint in my cousin Dolly's letter!] I should have what time I pleased to reconcile myself to my lot, before cohabitation.
This put me out of all patience.
She requested of me in her turn, she said, that I would resolve to meet them all with chearful duty, and with a spirit of absolute acquiescence. It was in my power to make them all happy. And how affectingly joyful would it be to her, she said, to see my father, my mother, my uncles, my brother, my sister, all embracing me with raptures, and folding me by turns to their fond hearts, and congratulating each other on their restored happiness. Her own joy, she said, would probably make her motionless and speechless, for a time: And for her Dolly-the poor girl, who had suffer'd in the esteem of some, for her grateful attachment to me, would have every-body love her again.
Will you doubt, my dear, that my next trial will be the most affecting that I have yet had?
My aunt set forth all this in so strong a light, and I was so particularly touched on my cousin Dolly's account, that, impatient as I was just before, I was greatly moved: Yet could only shew by my sighs and my tears, how desirable such an event would be to me, could it be brought about upon conditions with which it was possible for me to comply.
Here comes Betty Barnes with my dinner-
The wench is gone. The time of meeting is at hand. O that he may not come! -But should I, or should I not, meet him? -How I question, without possibility of a timely answer!
Betty, according to my leading hint to my aunt, boasted to me, that she was to be imploy'd, as she called it, after she had eat her own dinner.
She should be sorry, she told me, to have me found out. Yet 'twould be all for my good: I should have it in my power to be forgiven for all at once, before Wednesday night. The Confidence then, to stifle a laugh, put a corner of her apron in her mouth, and went to the door: And on her return, to take away, as I angrily bid her, she begg'd my excuse. -But- But-and then the saucy creature laugh'd again, she could not help it; to think how I had drawn myself in by my summer-house dinnering; since it had given so fine an opportunity, by way of surprize, to look into all my private hoards. She thought something was in the wind, when my brother came into my dining here so readily. Her young master was too hard for every-body. 'Squire Lovelace himself was nothing at all at a quick thought, to her young master.
My aunt mention'd Mr. Lovelace's boasting behaviour to his servants: Perhaps he may be so mean. But as to my brother, he always took a pride in making himself appear to be a man of parts and learning to our servants. Pride and Meanness, I have often thought, are as nearly ally'd, and as close borderers upon each other, as the poet tells us Wit and Madness are.
But why do I trouble you (and myself, at such a crisis) with these impertinencies? -Yet I would forget, if I could, the nearest evil, the interview; because, my apprehensions increasing, as the hour is at hand, I should, were my attention to be ingrossed by them, be unfit to see him, if he does come: And then he will have too much advantage over me, as he will have seeming reason to reproach me with change of resolution.
The upbraider, you know, my dear, is in some sense a superior; while the upbraided, if with reason upbraided, must make a figure as spiritless as conscious.
I know that this wretch will, if he can, be his own judge, and mine too. But the latter he shall not be.
I dare say, we shall be all to-pieces. But I don't care for that. It would be hard, if I, who have held it out so sturdily to my father and uncles, should not- But he is at the garden-door-
I was mistaken! -How may noises un-like, be made like what one fears! -Why flutters the fool so!-
I will hasten to deposite this. Then I will, for the last time, go to the usual place, in hopes to find, that he has got my letter. If he has, I will not meet him. If he has not, I will take it back, and shew him what I have written. That will break the ice, as I may say, and save me much circumlocution and reasoning: And a stedfast adherence to that my written mind is all that will be necessary. -The interview must be as short as possible; for should it be discover'd, it would furnish a new and strong pretence for the intended evil of Wednesday next.
Perhaps I shall not be able to write again one while. Perhaps not, till I am the miserable property of that Solmes! -But that shall never, never be, while I have my senses.
If your servant find nothing from me by Wednesday morning, you may conclude, that I can then neither write to you, nor receive your favours.-
In that case, pity and pray for me, my beloved friend, and continue to me that place in your affection, which is the pride of my life, and the only comfort left to
Your
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XLV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
St. Alban's, Tuesday Morn. past One.
O my dearest friend!
After what I had resolved upon, as by my former, what shall I write? What can I? With what consciousness, even by Letter, do I approach you! -You will soon hear (if already you have not heard from the mouth of common fame), that your Clarissa Harlowe is gone off with a man!-
I am busying myself to give you the particulars at large. The whole twenty-four hours of each day (to begin the moment I can fix) shall be imployed in it till it is finished: Every-one of the hours, I mean, that will be spared me, by this interrupting man, to whom I have made myself so foolishly accountable for too many of them. Rest is departed from me. I have no call for That: And That has no balm for the wounds of my mind. So you'll have all those hours, without interruption, till the account is ended.
But will you receive, shall you be permitted to receive, my letters, after what I have done?
O, my dearest friend! -But I must make the best of it. I hope that will not be very bad! Yet am I convinced, that I did a rash, an inexcusable thing, in meeting him; and all his tenderness, all his vows, cannot pacify my inward reproaches on that account.
The bearer comes to you, my dear, for the little parcel of linen, which I sent you with far better and more agreeable hopes.
Send not my letters. Send the linen only: Except you will favour me with one line, to tell me, you will love me still; and that you will suspend your censures, till you have the whole before you. I am the readier to send thus early, because if you have deposited any-thing for me, you may cause it to be taken back, or withhold any thing you had but intended to send.
Adieu, my dearest friend! -I beseech you to love me still! -But, alas! what will your mamma say? - What will mine! -What my other relations?-and what my dear Mrs. Norton? And how will my brother and sister triumph?-
I cannot at present tell you how, or where, you can direct to me. For very early shall I leave this place; harrassed and fatigued to death! But, when I can do nothing else, constant use has made me able to write. Long, very long, has that been all my amusement and pleasure: Yet could not that have been such to me, had I not had you, my best-beloved friend, to write to. Once more adieu. Pity, and pray for,
Your
Cl. Harlowe.

### v2 LETTER XLVI.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Tuesday, Nine o' Clock.
I write, because you enjoin me to do so. -Love you still! -How can I help it, if I would? -You may believe how I stand aghast, your letter communicating the first news-Good God of heaven and earth! -But what shall I say? -I shall be all impatience for particulars.
Lord have mercy upon me! -But can it be?
My mamma will, indeed, be astonished! -How can I tell it to her? -It was but last night that I assured her (upon some jealousies put into her head by your foolish uncle), and this upon the strength of your own assurances, that neither man nor devil would be able to induce you to take a step, that was in the least derogatory to the most punctilious honour.
But, once more, Can it be? What woman, at this rate! -But, God preserve you!
Let nothing escape you in your letters. Direct them for me, however, to Mrs. Knollys's, till further notice.
Observe, my dear, that I don't blame you by all this-Your relations only are in fault! -Yet how you came to change your mind, is the surprising thing!-
How to break it to my mamma, I know not. Yet, if she hear it first from any other, and find I knew it before, she will believe it is by my connivance! - Yet, as I hope to live, I know not how to break it to her!
But this is teazing you! -I am sure, without intention.
Let me now repeat my former advice-If you are not married by this time, be sure delay not the ceremony. -Since things are as they are, I wish it were thought, that you were privately married before you went away. If these men plead Authority to our pain, when we are theirs-why should we not, in such a case as this, make some good out of the hated word, for our reputation, when we are induced to violate a more natural one?
Your brother and sister [that vexes me almost as much as any thing!] have now their ends. Now, I suppose, will go forward alterations of wills, and such-like spiteful doings.
Miss Lloyd and Miss Biddulph this moment send up their names. -They are out of breath, Kitty says, to speak to me. -Easy to guess their errand! -I must see my mamma, before I see them. I have no way but to shew her your letter, to clear myself. I shall not be able to say a word, till she has run herself out of her first breath. -Forgive me, my dear! -Surprize makes me write thus. If your messenger did not wait, and were not those young Ladies below, I would write it over again, for fear of afflicting you.
I send what you write for. If there be any-thing else you want, that is in my power, command, without reserve,
Your ever-affectionate
Anna Howe.
END of Vol. 2.

### Vol. 3

### v3 LETTER I.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday Night.
I Think myself obliged to thank you, my dear Miss Howe, for your condescension, in taking notice of a creature, who has occasioned you so much scandal.
I am grieved on this account, as much, I verily think, as for the evil itself.
Tell me-But yet I am afraid to know-what your mamma said.
I long, and yet I dread to be told, what the young ladies my companions, now never more, perhaps, to be so, say of me.
They cannot, however, say worse of me than I will of myself. Self-accusation shall flow in every line of my narrative, where I think I am justly censurable. If any thing can arise from the account I am going to give you, for extenuation of my fault [For that is all a person can hope for, who cannot excuse herself], I know I may expect it from your friendship, tho' not from the charity of any other: Since, by this time, I doubt not, every mouth is opened against me; and all that know Clarissa Harlowe, condemn the fugitive daughter.
After I had deposited my letter to you, written down to the last hour, as I may say, I returned to the Ivy summer-house; first taking back my letter from the loose bricks: And there I endeavoured, as coolly as my situation would permit, to recollect, and lay together, several incidents that had passed between my aunt and me; and, comparing them with some of the contents of my cousin Dolly's letter, I began to hope, that I need not be so very apprehensive, as I had been, of the next Wednesday. And thus I argued with myself.
'Wednesday cannot possibly be the day they intend, altho', to intimidate me, they may wish me to think it is: -For the settlements are unsigned: Nor have they been offered me to sign. I can choose whether I will, or will not, put my hand to them; hard as it will be to refuse, if my father tender them to me. -Besides, Did not my father and mother propose, if I made compulsion necessary, to go to my uncle's themselves, in order to be out of the way of my appeals? Whereas they intend to be present on Wednesday. And, however affecting to me, the thought of meeting them, and all my friends, in full assembly, is, perhaps it is the very thing I ought to wish for: Since my brother and sister had such an opinion of my interest in them, that they got me excluded from their presence, as a measure which they thought previously necessary to carry on their designs.
'Nor have I reason to doubt, but that (as I had before argued with myself) I shall be able to bring over some of my relations to my party; and, being brought face to face with my brother, that I shall expose his malevolence, and, of consequence, weaken his power.
'Then, supposing the very worst, challenging the minister, as I shall challenge him, he will not presume to proceed: Nor, surely, will Mr. Solmes dare to accept my refusing and struggling hand. And, finally, if nothing else will do, nor procure me delay, I can plead scruples of conscience, and even pretend prior obligation; for, my dear, I have given Mr. Lovelace room to hope [as you will see in one of my letters in your hands], that I will be no other man's while he is single, and gives me not wilful and premeditated cause of offence against him; and this in order to rein-in his resentments on the declared animosity of my brother and uncles. And as I shall appeal, or refer my scruples on this head, to the good Dr. Lewin, it is impossible but that my mamma and aunt (if nobody else) should be affected with this plea.'
Revolving cursorily these things, I congratulated myself, that I had resolved against going away with Mr. Lovelace.
I told you, my dear, that I would not spare myself; and I enumerate these particulars, as an argument to condemn the action I have been so unhappily betrayed into. An argument that concludes against me with the greater force, as I must acknowlege, that I was apprehensive, that what my cousin Dolly mentions as from Betty and from my sister, was told her, that she should tell me, in order to make me desperate, and, perhaps, to push me upon some such step as I have been drawn in to take, as the most effectual means to ruin me with my father and uncles.
God forgive me, if I judge too hardly of their views! -But if I do not, I must say, that they laid a wicked snare for me; and that I have been caught in it. -And doubly may they triumph, if they can triumph, in the ruin of a sister, who never wished or intended hurt to them!
As the above kind of reasoning had lessened my apprehensions as to the Wednesday, it added to those I had of meeting him-Now, as it seemed, not only the nearest, but the heaviest evil; principally, indeed, because nearest; for little did I dream [foolish creature that I was, and every way beset!] of the event proving what it has proved. I expected a contention with him, 'tis true, as he had not my letter: But I thought it would be very strange, as I mentioned in one of my former, if I, who had so steadily held out against characters so venerable, against authorities so sacred, as I may say, when I thought them unreasonably exerted, should not find myself more equal to such a trial as this; especially, as I had so much reason to be displeased with him for not having taken away my letter.
On what a crisis, on what a point of time, may one's fate depend! Had I had but two hours more to consider of the matter, and to attend to and improve upon these new lights, as I may call them-But then, perhaps, I might have given him a meeting. -Fool that I was, what had I to do, to give him hope, that I would personally acquaint him with the reason for my change of mind, if I did change it?
O my dear! an obliging temper is a very dangerous temper! -By endeavouring to gratify others, it is evermore disobliging itself!
When the bell rang to call the servants to dinner, Betty came to me, and asked, If I had any commands before she went to hers; repeating her hint, that she should be employed; adding, that she believed it was expected, that I should not come up till she came down, or till I saw my aunt or Miss Hervey.
I asked her some questions about the cascade, which had been out of order, and lately mended; and expressed a curiosity to see how it played, in order to induce her [How cunning to cheat myself, as it proved!] to go thither, if she found me not where she left me; it being at a part of the garden most distant from the Ivy summer-house.
She could hardly have got into the house, when I heard the first signal-O how my heart fluttered! - But no time was to be lost. I stept to the garden-door; and, seeing a clear coast, unbolted the ready-unlocked door. -And there was he, all impatience, waiting for me!
A panic, next to fainting, seized me, when I saw him. My heart seemed convulsed; and I trembled so, that I should hardly have kept my feet, had he not supported me.
Fear nothing, dearest creature, said he! -Let us hasten away! -The chariot is at hand! -And, by this sweet condescension, you have obliged me beyond expression, or return!
Recovering my spirits a little, as he kept drawing me after him, O Mr. Lovelace, said I, I cannot go with you! -Indeed I cannot! -I wrote you word so! -Let go my hand, and you shall see my letter. It has lain there from yesterday morning, till within this half-hour. -I bid you watch to the last for a letter from me, lest I should be obliged to revoke the appointment; and, had you followed the direction, you would have found it.
I have been watched, my dearest life, said he, half out of breath! -I have been watched in every step I took: And my trusty servant has been watched too, ever since Saturday; and dared not to come near your wall. -And here we shall be discovered in a moment! -Speed away, my charmer! -This is the moment of your deliverance! -If you neglect this opportunity, you never can have such another!
What is it you mean, Sir! -Let go my hand: For I tell you [struggling vehemently], that I will sooner die than go with you!-
Good God, said he! with a look of wildness and surprize, what is it I hear! -But [still drawing me after him, as he retreated farther from the door] it is no time to argue-By all that's good you must go! - Surely you cannot doubt my honour, nor give me cause to question your own.
As you value me, Mr. Lovelace, urge me no farther. I come fixed and resolved. Let me give you the letter I had written. My further reasons shall follow; and they will convince you, that I ought not to go.
Nothing, Madam, can convince me-By all that's sacred, I will not leave you! To leave you now, is to lose you for ever!
Am I to be thus compelled? interrupted I, with equal indignation and vehemence-Let go my hands -I am resolved not to go with you-And I will convince you, that I ought not.
All my friends expect you, Madam! All your own are determined against you! -Wednesday next is the day! the important, perhaps the fatal day! Would you stay to be Solmes's wife? -Can this be your determination at last?
No, never, never will I be that man's! -But I will not go with you! -Draw me not thus! -How dare you, Sir? -I would not have seen you, but to tell you so! -I had not met you, but for fear you would have been guilty of some rashness! -And, once more, I will not go! -What mean you! -Striving with all my force to get from him.
What can have possessed my angel, quitting my hands, and with a gentler voice, that after so much ill-usage from your relations; vows so solemn on my part; an affection so ardent; you stab me with a refusal to stand by your own appointment!
It signifies nothing talking, Mr. Lovelace. I will give you my reasons at a better opportunity. I cannot go with you now-And, once more, urge me no farther. -Surely I am not to be compelled by every body!
I see how it is, said he, with a dejected, but passionate air-What a severe fate is mine! -At length your spirit is subdued! -Your brother and sister have prevailed; and I must give up all my hopes to a wretch so truly despicable.-
Once more I tell you, interrupted I, I never will be his. -All may end on Wednesday differently from what you expect.-
And it may not! -And then, good heaven!-
It is to be their last effort, as I have reason to believe.-
And I have reason to believe so too! -Since, if you tarry, you will inevitably be Solmes's wife.
Not so, interrupted I. -I have obliged them in one point-They will be in good humour with me. I shall gain time at least-I am sure I shall-I have several ways to gain time.
And what, Madam, will gaining time do? -It is plain you have not a hope beyond that! -It is plain you have not, by putting all upon that precarious issue. -O my dearest, dearest life! let me beseech you not to run a risque of this consequence. I can convince you, that it will be more than a risque, if you go back, that you will, on Wednesday next, be Solmes's wife. -Prevent therefore, now that it is in your power to prevent, the fatal mischiefs that will follow such a dreadful certainty.
While I have any room for hope, it concerns your honour, Mr. Lovelace, as well as mine [if you have the proper value for me, and wish me to believe you have], that my conduct in this great point shall justify my prudence.
Your prudence, Madam! When has that been questionable? Yet what stead has either your prudence or your duty stood you in, with people so strangely determined?
And then he pathetically enumerated the different instances of the harsh treatment I had met with; imputing all to the malice and caprice of a brother, who set every-body against him: And insisting, that I had no other way to effect a reconciliation with my father and uncles, than by putting myself out of the power of my brother's inveterate malice.
Your brother's whole reliance, proceeded he, has been upon your easiness to bear his insults. -Your whole family will seek to you, when you have freed yourself from this disgraceful oppression: - When they know you are with those who can, and will right you, they will give up to you your own estate. -Why then, putting his arm round me, and again drawing me with a gentle force after him, do you hesitate a moment? -Now is the time-Fly with me then, I beseech you, my dearest creature! Trust your persecuted adorer. -Have we not suffered in the same cause? If any imputations are cast upon you, give me the honour, as I shall be found to deserve it, to call you mine; and, when you are so, shall I not be able to protect both your person and character?
Urge me no more, Mr. Lovelace, I conjure you. -You yourself have given me a hint, which I will speak plainer to, than prudence, perhaps, on any other occasion, would allow me to speak. -I am convinced, that Wednesday next [if I had time, I would give you my reasons] is not intended to be the day we had both so much dreaded: And if, after that day shall be over, I find my friends to be determined in Mr. Solmes's favour, I will then contrive some way to meet you with Miss Howe, who is not your enemy: And when the solemnity has passed, I shall think that step a duty, which, till then, will be criminal to take: Since now my father's authority is unimpeached by any greater.
Dearest Madam-
Nay, Mr. Lovelace, if you now dispute! -If, after this more favourable declaration, than I had the thought of making, you are not satisfied, I shall know what to think both of your gratitude and generosity.
The case, Madam, admits not of this alternative. I am all gratitude upon it. I cannot express how much I should be delighted with the charming hope you have given me, were you not next Wednesday, if you stay, to be another man's. Think, dearest creature! what an heightening of my anguish the distant hope you bid me look up to, is, taken in this light!
Depend upon it, I will die sooner than be Mr. Solmes's. If you would have me rely upon your honour, why should you doubt of mine?
I doubt not your honour, Madam; your power is all I doubt. You never, never can have such another opportunity. -Dearest creature, permit me-And he was again drawing me after him.
Whither, Sir, do you draw me? -Leave me this moment-Do you seek to keep me till my return shall grow dangerous or impracticable? -I am not satisfied with you at all! Indeed I am not! -This moment let me go, if you would have me think tolerably of you.
My happiness, Madam, both here and hereafter, and the safety of all your implacable family, depend upon this moment.
To Providence, Mr. Lovelace, and to the Law, will I leave the safety of my friends. -You shall not threaten me into a rashness that my heart condemns! -Shall I, to promote your happiness, as you call it, destroy all my future peace of mind?
You trifle with me, my dear life, just as our better prospects begin to open. The way is clear; just now it is clear! -But you may be prevented in a moment.
What is it you doubt? -May I perish eternally, if your will shall not be a law to me in every thing! - All my relations expect you: Your own appointment calls upon you! -Next Wednesday-Dearest creature!-think of next Wednesday! -And what is it I urge you to, but to take a step that, sooner than any other, will reconcile you to all you have most reason to value in your family?
Let me judge for myself, Sir. Do not you, who blame my friends for endeavouring to compel me, yourself seek to compel me. I won't bear it. -Your earnestness gives me greater apprehensions, and greater reluctance! -Let me go back, then! -Let me, before it is too late, go back, that it may not be worse for both. What mean you by this forcible treatment? -Is it thus that I am to judge of the intire submission to my will, which you have so often vowed? -Unhand me this moment, or I will cry out for help.
I will obey you, my dearest creature! -And quitted my hand with a look full of tender despondency, that, knowing the violence of his temper, half-concerned me for him. Yet I was hastening from him, when, with a solemn air, looking upon his sword, but catching, as it were, his hand from it, he folded both his arms, as if a sudden thought had recovered him from an intended rashness.
Stay, one moment! -But one moment stay, O best beloved of my soul! -Your retreat is secure, if you will go: The key lies down at the door. -But, O Madam, next Wednesday, and you are Mr. Solmes's! -Fly me not so eagerly! -Hear me but a few words.
When near the garden-door, I stopped; and was the more satisfied, as I saw the key there, by which I could let myself in again at pleasure. But, being uneasy lest I should be missed, I told him I could stay no longer: I had already stayed too long: That I would write to him all my reasons. And depend upon it, Mr. Lovelace, said I, just upon the point of stooping for the key, in order to return, I will die, rather than have that man. You know what I have promised, if I find myself in danger.
One word, Madam, however, one word more, approaching me, his arms still folded, as if (as I thought) he would not be tempted to mischief. -Remember only, that I come at your appointment, to redeem you, at the hazard of my life, from your gaolers and persecutors, with a resolution, God is my witness, or may he for ever blast me! [That was his shocking imprecation] to be a father, uncle, brother, and, as I humbly hoped, in your own good time, a husband to you, all in one. But since I find you are so ready to cry out for help against me, which must bring down upon me the vengeance of all your family, I am contented to run all risques: -I will not ask you to retreat with me; I will attend you into the garden, and into the house, if I am not intercepted. -Nay, be not surprised, Madam! The help you would have called upon, I will attend you to. -I will face them all: But not as a revenger, if they provoke me not too much. You shall see what I can further bear for your sake. And let us both see, if expostulation, and the behaviour of a gentleman to them, will not procure me the treatment due to a gentleman from them.
Had he offered to draw his sword upon himself, I was prepared to have despised him for supposing me such a poor novice, as to be intimidated by an artifice so common. But this resolution, uttered with so serious an air, of accompanying me in to my friends, made me gasp almost with terror.
What mean you, Mr. Lovelace, said I? -I beseech you leave me: Leave me, Sir, I beseech you.
Excuse me, Madam! I beg you to excuse me! I have long enough skulked like a thief about these lonely walls! -Long, too long, have I borne the insults of your brother, and others of your relations. Absence but heightens malice. I am desperate. I have but this one chance for it; for is not the day after tomorrow Wednesday? I have encouraged virulence by my tameness? -Yet tame I will still be! - You shall see, Madam, what I will bear for your sake. My sword shall be put sheathed into your hands [And he offered it to me in the scabbard]: -My heart, if you please, shall afford a sheath to theirs: - Life is nothing, if I lose you. -Be pleased, Madam, to shew me the way into the garden. I will attend you, tho' to my fate! But too happy, be it what it will, if I receive it in your presence. Lead on, dear creature! -You shall see what I can bear for you. -And he stooped, and took up the key; and offered it to the lock-But dropped it again, without opening the door, upon my earnest expostulation to him.
What can you mean, Mr. Lovelace, said I? -Would you thus expose yourself? -Would you thus expose me? -Is this your generosity? -Is every-body to take advantage thus of the weakness of my temper?
And I wept. I could not help it.
He threw himself upon his knees at my feet. -Who can bear, said he, with an ardour that could not be feigned, his own eyes glistening, as I thought, Who can bear, to behold such sweet emotion? -O charmer of my heart, and respectfully still kneeling, he took my hand with both his, pressing it to his lips, command me with you, command me from you; in every way I am all implicit obedience! -But I appeal to all you know of your relations cruelty to you, and of their determined malice against me, and as determined favour to the man you tell me you hate-And, oh! Madam, if you did not hate him, I should hardly think there would be a merit in your approbation, place it where you would-I appeal to every-thing you know, to all you have suffered, whether you have not reason to be apprehensive of that Wednesday, which is my terror! -Whether you can possibly have such another opportunity. -The chariot ready: My friends with impatience expecting the result of your own appointment: A man whose will shall be intirely your will, imploring you, thus on his knees imploring you -to be your own Mistress; that is all: Nor will I ask for your favour, but as upon full proof I shall appear to deserve it: Fortune, alliances unobjectible! -O my beloved creature, pressing my hand once more to his lips, let not such an opportunity slip! You never, never, will have such another!
I bid him rise: He 'rose; and I told him, that were I not thus unaccountably hurried by his impatience, I doubted not to convince him, that both he and I had looked upon next Wednesday with greater apprehension than was necessary: And was proceeding to give him my reasons; but he broke in upon me-
Had I, Madam, but the shadow of a probability to hope what you hope, I would be all obedience and resignation. But the licence is actually got: The parson is provided: That pedant Brand is the man: O my dearest creature, do these preparations mean only a trial?
You know not, Sir, were the worst to be intended, and weak as you think me, what a spirit I have; you know not what I can do, and how I can resist, when I think myself meanly or unreasonably dealt with: Nor do you know what I have already suffered, what I have already borne, knowing to whose unbrotherly instigations all is to be ascribed.-
I may expect all things, Madam, interrupted he, from the nobleness of your mind, scorning unreasonable compulsion: But your spirits may fail you. From the invincible temper of a father so positive, to a daughter so dutiful, what may not be apprehended? Fainting will not save you: They will not, perhaps, be sorry for such an effect of their barbarity. What will expostulations signify against a ceremony performed? Must not All, the dreadful All, follow, that is torture to my heart but to think of? -Nobody to appeal to, of what avail will your resistance be against the consequences of a rite witnessed to by the imposers of it; and those your nearest relations?
I was sure, I said, of procuring a delay at least. Many ways I had to procure delay. -Nothing could be so fatal to us both, as for me now to be found with him. -My apprehensions on this score, I told him, grew too strong for my heart. -I should think very hardly of him, if he sought to detain me longer. But his acquiescence should engage my gratitude.
And then stooping to take up the key to let myself into the garden, he started, and looked as if he had heard somebody near the door, on the inside, clapping his hand on his sword.
This frighted me so, that I thought I should have sunk down at his feet. But he instantly re-assured me: He thought, he said, he had heard a rustling against the door: But had it been so, the noise would have been stronger. It was only the effect of his apprehension for my mind's sake.
And then taking up the key, he presented it to me. -If you will go, Madam-Yet I cannot, cannot leave you! -I must enter the garden with you-Forgive me, but I must enter the garden with you.
And will you, will you, thus ungenerously, Sir, take advantage of my fears!-of my wishes, to prevent mischief? -I, vain fool, to be concerned for everyone; nobody for me!
Dearest creature! interrupted he, holding my hand, as I tremblingly offered to put the key to the lock- Let me, if you will go, open the door. -But once more, consider, should you prevail for that delay, which seems to be your only dependence, whether you may not be closer confined? I know they have already had that in consideration. Will you not, in this case, be prevented from corresponding either with Miss Howe, or with me? -Who then shall assist you in your escape, if escape you would? -From your chamber-window only permitted to view the garden you must not enter into, how will you wish for the opportunity you now have, if your hatred to Solmes continue? -But, alas! that cannot continue! -If you go back, it must be from the impulses of a yielding (which you'll call, a dutiful) heart, tired and teazed out of your own will.
I have no patience, Sir, to be thus restrained! - Must I never be at liberty to follow my own judgment? -Be the consequence what it may, I will not be thus constrained. -And then freeing my hand, I again offered the key to the door.
Down the ready kneeler dropt between me and that: And can you, can you, Madam, once more on my knees let me ask you, look with an indifferent eye upon the evils that may follow? Provoked as I have been, and triumphed over as I shall be, if your brother succeeds, my own heart shudders, at times, at the thoughts of what must happen: And can yours be unconcerned! Let me beseech you, dearest creature! to consider all these things; and lose not this only opportunity. -My intelligence-
Never, Mr. Lovelace, interrupted I, pin so much faith upon the sleeve of a traitor. -Your base intelligencer is but a servant: He may pretend to know more than he has grounds for, in order to earn the wages of corruption. You know not what contriveances I can find out.
I was offering the key to the lock, when, starting from his knees, with a voice of affrightment, loudly whispering, and as if out of breath, They are at the door, my beloved creature! And taking the key from me, he flew to it, and fluttered with it, as if he would double-lock it. And instantly a voice from within cried out, bursting against the door, as if to break it open, and, repeating its violent pushes, Are you there? -Come up this moment! -This moment! -Here they are-Here they are both together! -Your pistol this moment! -Your gun! -Then another push, and another. -He at the same moment drew his sword, and clapping it naked under his arm, took both my trembling hands in his; and, drawing me swiftly after him, Fly, fly, my charmer; this moment is all you have for it! said he. -Your brother! -Your uncles! or this Solmes! -They will instantly burst the door! -Fly, my dearest life! if you would not be more cruelly used than ever! -If you would not see two or three murders committed at your feet, fly, fly, I beseech you!
O Lord! -Help, help, cried the fool, all amaze and confusion, frighted beyond the power of controuling.
Now behind me, now before me, now on this side, now on that, turned I my affrighted face, in the same moment; expecting a furious brother here, armed servants there, an inraged sister screaming, and a father armed with terror in his countenance, more dreadful than even the drawn sword which I saw, or those I apprehended. I ran as fast as he, yet knew not that I ran; my fears, which at the same time that they took all power of thinking from me, adding wings to my feet: My fears, which probably would not have suffered me to know what course to take, had I not had him to urge and draw me after him: Especially as I beheld a man, who must have come out of the garden-door, keeping us in his eye, running backward and forward, beckoning and calling out to others, whom I supposed he saw, although the turning of the wall hindered me from seeing them; and whom I imagined to be my brother, my father, and their servants.
Thus terrified, I was got out of sight of the door in a very few minutes: And then, altho' quite breathless between running and apprehension, he put my arm under his, his drawn sword in the other hand, and hurried me on still faster: My voice, however, contradicting my action; crying, No, no, no, all the while, straining my neck to look back, as long as the walls of the garden and park were within sight, and till he brought me to his uncle's chariot: Where attending were two armed servants of his own, and two of Lord M.'s, on horseback.
Here I must suspend my relation for a while: For now I am come to this sad period of it, my indiscretion stares me in the face: And my shame and my grief give me a compunction, that is more poignant, methinks, than if I had a dagger in my heart-To have it to reflect, that I should so inconsiderately give in to an interview, which, had I known either myself or him, or in the least considered the circumstances of the case, I might have supposed, would put me into the power of his resolution, and out of that of my own reason.
For, might I not have believed, that he, who thought he had cause to apprehend, that he was on the point of losing a person who had cost him so much pains and trouble, would not hinder her, if possible, from returning? That he, who knew I had promised to give him up for ever, if insisted on, as a condition of reconciliation, would not endeavour to put it out of my power to do so? -In short, that he, who had artfully forborn to send for my letter [for he could not be watched, my dear], lest he should find in it a countermand to my appointment (as I myself could apprehend, altho' I profited not by the apprehension), would want a device to keep me with him till the danger of having our meeting discovered, might throw me absolutely into his power, to avoid my own worse usage, and the mischiefs which might have ensued, perhaps in my very sight, had my friends and he met?
But if it shall come out, that the person within the garden was his corrupted implement, employed to frighten me away with him, do you think, my dear, that I shall not have reason to hate him and myself still more? -I hope his heart cannot be so deep and so vile a one: I hope not: But how came it to pass, that one man could get out at the garden-door, and no more? How, that that man kept aloof, as it were, and pursued us not; nor run back to alarm the house? -My fright, and my distance, would not let me be certain; but really this single man had the air of that vile Joseph Leman, as I recollect.
O why, why, my dear friends! -But wherefore blame I them, when I had argued myself into a hope, not improbable, that even the dreadful trial I was to undergo so soon, might turn out better, than if I had been directly carried away from the presence of my once indulgent parents, who might possibly intend that trial to be the last I should have had?
Would to heaven, that I had stood it however! - Then, if I had afterwards done, what now I have been prevailed upon, or perhaps foolishly frightened to do, I should not have been stung so much by inward reproach, as now I am: And this would have been a great evil avoided!
You know, my dear, that your Clarissa's mind was ever above justifying her own failings by those of others. God forgive those of my friends who have acted cruelly by me! But their faults are their own, and not excuses for mine. And mine began early: For I ought not to have corresponded with him.
O the vile incroacher! how my indignation, at times, rises at him! Thus to lead a young creature (too much indeed relying upon her own strength) from evil to evil! -This last evil, altho' the remote, ye sure consequence of my first-my prohibited correspondence! By a father, at least, early prohibited!
How much more properly had I acted, with regard to that correspondence, had I, once for all, when he was forbid to visit me, and I to receive his visits, pleaded the authority I ought to have been bound by, and denied to write to him! -But I thought I could proceed or stop as I pleased. I supposed it concerned me, more than any other, to be the arbitress of the quarrels of unruly spirits. -And now I find my presumption punished! -Punished, as other sins frequently are, by itself!
As to this last rashness; now, that it is too late, I plainly see how I ought to have conducted myself. - As he knew I had but one way of transmitting to him the knowlege of what befel me; as he knew, that my fate was upon a crisis with my friends; and that I had, in my letter to him, reserved the liberty of revoking; I should not have been solicitous whether he had got my letter or not: When he had come, and found I did not answer his signal, he would presently have resorted to the loose bricks, and there been satisfied by the date of my letter, that it was his own fault, that he had it not before. But, governed by the same pragmatical motives, which induced me to correspond with him at first, I was again afraid, truly, with my foolish and busy prescience [and indeed he pretends now, that I had reason for it, as you shall hear in its place; but which then I could only fear, and not be sure of], that the disappointment would have thrown him into the way of receiving fresh insults from the same persons; which might have made him guilty of some violence to them. And so, to save him an apprehended rashness, I have rushed into a real one myself. And what vexes me more, is, that it is plain to me now, by all his behaviour, that he had as great a confidence in my weakness, as I had in my own strength. And so, in a point intirely relative to my honour, he has triumphed [Can I have patience to look at him!]; for he has not been mistaken in me, while I have in myself!
Tell me, my dear Miss Howe, tell me truly, if your unforced heart does not despise me?-It must! for your mind and mine were ever one; and I despise myself!-And well I may: For could the giddiest and most inconsiderate girl in England have done worse than I shall have appear to have done in the eye of the world? Since my crime will be known without the provocations, and without the artifices of the betrayer too [Indeed, my dear, he is a very artful man]; while it will be a high aggravation, that better things were expected from me, than from many others.
You charge me to marry the first opportunity. - Ah! my dear! another of the blessed effects of my folly!-That's as much in my power now as-as I am myself!-For can I give a sanction immediately to his deluding arts?-Can I avoid being angry with him for tricking me thus, as I may say [and as I have called it to him], out of myself?-For compelling me to take a step so contrary to all my resolutions, and assurances given to you; so dreadfully inconvenient to myself; so disgraceful and so grievous, as it must be, to my dear mamma, were I to be less regardful of any other!-You don't know, nor can you imagine, my dear, how I am mortified!-How much I am sunk in my own opinion!-I, that was proposed for an example, truly, to others!-O that I were again in my father's house, stealing down with a letter to you; my heart beating with expectation of finding one from you!
This is the Wednesday-morning I dreaded so much, that I once thought of it as my doomsday: But of the Monday, it is plain, I ought to have been most apprehensive. Had I stayed, and had the worst I dreaded happened, my friends would then have been answerable, if any bad consequences had followed: - But, now, I have this one consolation left me [a very sad one, you'll say], that I have cleared them of blame, and taken it all upon myself!
You will not wonder to see this narrative so dismally scrawled. It is owing to different pens and ink, all bad, and written by snatches of time, my hand trembling too with fatigue and grief.
I will not add to the length of it, by the particulars of his behaviour to me, and of our conversation at St. Albans, and since; because those will come in course, in the continuation of my story; which, no doubt, you will expect from me.
Only thus much I will say, that he is extremely respectful, even obsequiously so, at present, tho' I am so much dissatisfied with him, and myself, that he has hitherto had no great cause to praise my complaisance to him. Indeed, I can hardly, at times, bear the seducer in my sight.
The lodgings I am in, are inconvenient. I shall not stay in them: So it signifies nothing to tell you how to direct to me hither. And where my next may be, as yet I know not.
He knows that I am writing to you; and has offered to send my letter, when finished, by a servant of his. But I thought I could not be too cautious, as I am now situated, in having a letter of this importance conveyed to you. Who knows what such a man may do? So very wicked a contriver! The contrivance, if a contrivance, so insolently mean! -But I hope it is not a contrivance neither! Yet, be that as it will, I must say, that the best of him, and of my prospects with him, are bad: And yet, having inrolled myself among the too-late repenters, who shall pity me?
Nevertheless, I will dare to hope for a continued interest in your affections [I shall be miserable indeed, if I may not!], and to be remembered in your daily prayers. I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER II.

Mr. Lovelace, To Joseph Leman.
Sat. April 8.
Honest Joseph,
At length your beloved young Lady has consented to free herself from the cruel treatment she has so long borne. She is to meet me without the garden-door, at about four o'clock on Monday afternoon; as I told you she had promised. She has confirmed her promise. Thank God, she has confirmed her promise!
I shall have a chariot-and-six ready in the by-road fronting the private path to Harlowe-paddock; and several of my friends and servants not far off, armed to protect her, if there be occasion: But every one charged to avoid mischief. That, you know, has always been my principal care.
All my fear is, that when she comes to the point, the over-niceness of her principles will make her waver and want to go back: Altho' her honour is my honour, you know, and mine is hers. If she should, and I should be unable to prevail upon her, all your past service will avail nothing, and she will be lost to me for ever. The prey, then, of that cursed Solmes, whose vile stinginess will never permit him to do good to any of the servants of the family.
I have no doubt of your fidelity, honest Joseph; nor of your zeal to serve an injured gentleman, and an oppressed young lady. You see, by the confidence I repose in you, that I have not; more particularly, on this very important occasion, in which your assistance may crown the work: For, if she wavers, a little innocent contrivance will be necessary.
Be very mindful, therefore, of the following directions: Take them into your heart. This will probably be your last trouble, until my beloved and I are joined in holy wedlock: And then we will be sure to take care of you. You know what I have promised. No man ever reproached me for breach of word.
These, then, honest Joseph, are they:
Contrive to be in the garden in disguise, if possible, and unseen by your young Lady. If you find the garden-door unbolted, you'll know, that she and I are together, altho' you should not see her go out at it. It will be locked, but my key shall be on the ground, at the bottom of the door, without, that you may open it with yours, as it may be needful.
If you hear our voices parleying, keep at the door, till I cry Hem, hem, twice: But be watchful for this signal, for I must not hem very loud, lest she should take it for a signal: Perhaps, in struggling to prevail upon the dear creature, I may have an opportunity to strike the door hard with my elbow, or heel, to confirm you:-Then you are to make a violent burst against the door, as if you'd break it open, drawing backward and forward the bolt in a hurry: Then, with another push, but with more noise than strength, lest the lock give way, cry out (as if you saw some of the family), Come up, come up, instantly!-Here they are! Here they are! Hasten! -This instant hasten! And mention swords, pistols, guns, with as terrible a voice, as you can cry out with. Then shall I prevail upon her, no doubt, if loth before, to fly: If I cannot, I will enter the garden with her, and the house too, be the consequence what it will. But so 'frighted, there is no question but she will fly.
When you think us at a sufficient distance [and I shall raise my voice, urging her swifter flight, that you may guess at that], then open the door with your key: But you must be sure to open it very cautiously, lest we should not be far enough off. I would not have her know you have a hand in this matter, out of my great regard to you.
When you have opened the door, take your key out of the lock, and put it in your pocket: Then, stooping for mine, put it in the lock on the inside, that it may appear as if the door was opened by herself, with a key they'll suppose of my procuring (it being new), and left open by us.
They should conclude she is gone off by her own consent, that they may not pursue us: That they may see no hopes of tempting her back again. In either case, mischief might happen, you know.
But you must take notice, that you are only to open the door with your key, in case none of the family come up to interrupt us, and before we are quite gone: For, if they do, you'll find by what follows, that you must not open the door at all. Let them, on breaking it open, or by getting over the wall, find my key on the ground, if they will.
If they do not come to interrupt us, and if you, by help of your key, come out, follow us at a distance, and, with uplifted hands, and wild and impatient gestures (running backward and forward, for fear you should come too near us; and as if you saw somebody coming to your assistance), cry out for Help, help, and to hasten. Then shall we be soon at the chariot.
Tell the family, that you saw me enter a chariot with her: A dozen, or more, men on horseback, attending us; all arm'd; some with blunderbusses, as you believe; and that we took the quite contrary way to that we shall take.
You see, honest Joseph, how careful I am, as well as you, to avoid mischief.
Observe to keep as such a distance that she may not discover who you are. Take long strides, to alter your gaite; and hold up your head, honest Joseph; and she'll not know it to be you: Mens airs and gaites are as various, and as peculiar, as their faces. Pluck a stake out of one of the hedges; and tug at it, tho' it may come easy: This, if she turn back, will took terrible, and account for your not following us faster. Then returning with it, shoulder'd, brag to the family, what you would have done, could you have overtaken us, rather than your young Lady should have been carried off by such a-And you may call me names, and curse me. And these airs will make you look valiant, and in earnest. You see, honest Joseph, I am always contriving to give you reputation. No man suffers by serving me.
But, if our parley should last longer than I wish; and if any of her friends miss her, before I cry, Hem, hem, twice; then, in order to save yourself (which is a very great point with me, I'll assure you), make the same noise as above: But, as I directed before, open not the door with your key. On the contrary, wish for a key, with all your heart; but, for fear any of them should, by accident, have a key about them, keep in readiness half a dozen little gravel-stones, no bigger than peas, and thrust two or three slily into the key-hole; which will hinder their key from turning round. It is good, you know, Joseph, to provide against every accident, in such an important case as this. And let this be your cry, instead of the other, if any of my enemies come in your sight, as you seem to be trying to burst the door open: Sir! or Madam! (as it may prove) O Lord, hasten! O Lord, hasten! Mr. Lovelace! -Mr. Lovelace! -And very loud. - And that shall quicken me more than it shall those you call to.-If it be Betty, and only Betty, I shall think worse of your art of making love, than of your fidelity, if you can't find a way to amuse her, and put her upon a false scent.
You must tell them, that your young Lady seemed to run as fast off with me, as I with her. This will also confirm to them, that all pursuit is in vain. An end will be hereby put to Solme's hopes: And her friends, after a while, will be more studious to be reconciled to her, than to get her back. So you will be an happy instrument of great good to all round. And this will one day be acknowledged by both families. You will then be every one's favourite: and every good servant, for the future, will be proud to be liken'd to honest Joseph Leman.
If she should guess at you, or find you out, I have it already in my head to write a letter, for you to copy; which, occasionally produced, will set you right with her.
This one time, be diligent, be careful; this will be the crown of all: And, once more, depend for a recompence upon the honour of
Your assured friend,
R. Lovelace.
You need not be so much afraid of going too far with Betty. If you should make a match with her, she is a very likely creature, tho' a vixen, as you say. I have an admirable receipt to cure a termagant wife. -Never fear, Joseph, but thou shalt be master of thine own house. If she be very troublesome, I can teach thee how to break her heart in a twelvemonth; and honestly too;-or the precept would not be mine.
I inclose a new earnest of my future favour.

### v3 LETTER III.

To Robert Lovelace, Esquier. His Honner.
Sunday Morning, April 9.
Honnered Sir,
I must confesse I am infinnitely oblidged to your honner's bounty. But, this last command! - It seems so intricket! -Lord be merciful to me, how have I been led from little stepps to grate stepps! -And if I should be found out! -But your Honner says, you will take me into your Honner's sarvise, and protect me, if as I should at any time be found out; and raise my wages besides; or set me upp in a good inne; which is my ambishion. And you will be honnerable, and kind to my dearest young Lady, God love her. -But who can be unkind to she?
I will do the best I am able, since your Honner will be apt to lose her, as your Honner says, if I do not; and a man so stindgie will be apt to gain her. But mayhap my dearest younge Lady will not make all this troubble needful. If she has promissed, she will stand to it, I dare to say.
I love your Honner for contriveing to save mischiff so well. I thought till I know'd your Honner, that you was verry mischevous, and plese your Honner. But find it to be quite another thing. Your Honner, it is plane, means mighty well by every body, as far as I see. As I am sure I do myself; for I am, althoff a very plane Man, and all that, a very honnest one, I thank my God. And have good principles, and have kept my young Lady's pressepts always in mind: For she goes no where, but saves a soul or two, more or less.
So, commending myself to your Honner's furthir favour, not forgetting the inne, when you Honner shall so please, and a good one offers; for plases are no inherittanses now-a-days. And, I hope, your Honner will not think me a dishonest Man for sarvinge your Honner agenst my duty, as it may look; but only as my conshence clears me.
Be pleased, howsomever, if it like your Honner, not to call me, honnest Joseph, and honnest Joseph, so often. For, althoff I think myself very honnest, and all that; yet I am touched a little, for fear I should not do the quite right thing: And too-besides, your Honner has such a fesseshious way with you, as that I hardly know whether you are in jest, or earnest, when your Honner calls me honnest so often.
I am a very plane man, and seldom have writ to such honourable gentlemen; so you will be good enuff to pass by every thing, as I have often said, and need not now say over again.
As to Mrs. Betty; I tho'te, indede, she looked above me. But she comes on very well, nathelesse. I could like her better, if she was better to my young Lady. But she has too much wit for so plane a man. Natheless, if she was to angre me, althoff it is a shame to bete a woman; yet I colde make shift to throe my hat at her, or so, your Honner.
But that same reseit, iff your Honour so please, to cure a shrowish wife. It would more encurrege to wed, iff so be one know'd it before hand, as one may say. So likewise, iff one knoed one could honestly, as your Honner says, and as of the handy-work of God, in one twelve-month-
But, I shall grow impartinent to such a grate man-And hereafter may do for that, as she turnes out. -For one might be loth to part with her, mayhap, so verry soon too; especially if she was to make the notable lanlady your Honner put into my head.
Butt wonce moer, beging your Honer's parden, and promissing all dilligince and exsacknesse, I reste,
Your Honner's dewtifull sarvant to cummande,
Joseph Leman.

### v3 LETTER IV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
St. Albans, Monday Night.
I snatch a few moments, while my Beloved is retired (as I hope, to rest), to perform my promise. No pursuit! -Nor have I apprehensions of any; tho' I must make my charmer dread that there will be one.
And now, let me tell thee, that never was joy so complete as mine! -But let me inquire! Is not the angel flown away? -O no! She is in the next apartment! -Securely mine! -Mine for ever! -O ecstasy! -My heart will burst my breast, to leap into her bosom!-
I knew, that the whole stupid family were in a combination to do my business for me. I told thee, that they were all working for me, like so many underground moles; and still more blind than the moles are said to be, unknowing that they did so. I myself, the director of their principal motions; which falling in with the malice of their little hearts, they took to be all their own.
But did I say, my joy was perfect? -O no! -It receives some abatement from my disgusted pride. For how can I endure to think, that I owe more to her relation's persecutions, than to her favour for me?-Or even, as far as I know, to her preference of me to another man?
But let me not indulge this thought. Were I to do so, it might cost my charmer dear. -Let me rejoice, that she has passed the Rubicon: That she cannot return: That, as I have ordered it, the flight will appear to the Implacables to be altogether with her own consent: And that, if I doubt her love, I can put her to tryals, as mortifying to her niceness, as glorious to my pride. -For, let me tell thee, dearly as I love her, if I thought there was but the shadow of a doubt in her mind, whether she preferr'd me to any man living, I would shew her no mercy.
Tuesday, Day-dawn.
But, on the wings of love, I fly to my charmer, who, perhaps, by this time, is rising, to encourage the tardy dawn. I have not slept a wink of the hour and half I lay down to invite sleep. It seems to me, that I am not so much Body, as to require such vulgar renovation.
But why, as in the chariot, as in the inn, at alighting, all heart-bursting grief, my dearest creature? So persecuted, as thou wert persecuted! -So much in danger of the most abhorr'd compulsion! -Yet grief so unsuspectably sincere for an escape so critical! -Take care! -Take care, O beloved of my soul: For jealous is the heart in which Love has erected a temple to thee.
Yet, it must be allow'd, that such a sudden transition must affect her-Must ice her over. -When a little more used to her new situation: When her hurries are at an end: When she sees how religiously I shall observe all her Injunctions, she will undoubtedly have the gratitude to distinguish between the confinement she has escaped from, and the liberty she has reason to rejoice in.
She comes! She comes!-And the Sun is just rising to attend her! -Adieu! -Be half as happy as I am [for all diffidences, like night-fogs before the sun, exhale at her approach]; and, next myself, thou wilt be the happiest man in the world.

### v3 LETTER V.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday, April 12.
I will pursue my melancholy story.
Being thus hurried to the chariot, it would have been to no purpose to have refused entering into it, had he not, in my fright, lifted me in, as he did: And it instantly drove away a full gallop, and stopt not till it brought us to St. Albans; which was just as the day shut in.
I thought I should have fainted several times by the way. With lifted-up hands and eyes, God protect me, said I often to myself! -Can it be I, that am here! -My eyes running over, and my heart ready to burst with sighs as involuntary as my flight.
How different, how inexpressibly different, the gay wretch; visibly triumphing (as I could not but construe his almost rapturous joy) in the success of his arts! But overflowing with complimental flourishes, yet respectfully distant his address, all the way we flew; for that, rather than galloping, was the motion of the horses; which took, as I believe, a round-about way, to prevent being traced.
I have reason to think, there were other horsemen at his devotion; three or four different persons, above the rank of servants, galloping by us, now-and-then, on each side of the chariot: But he took no notice of them; and I had too much grief, mingled with indignation, notwithstanding all his blandishments, to ask any questions about them, or any thing else.
Think, my dear, what were my thoughts, on alighting from the chariot; having no attendant of my own sex; no cloaths but what I had on, and those little suited for such a journey as I had already taken, and was still further to take: Neither hood nor hat, nor any thing but a handkerchief about my neck and shoulders: Fatigued to death: My mind still more fatigued than my body: And in such a foam the horses, that every one in the inn we put up at guess'd (they could not do otherwise) that I was a young giddy creature, who had run away from her friends. This it was easy to see, by their whispering and gaping; more of the people of the house also coming in to view us, as it were, by turns, than was necessary for the attendance.
The gentlewoman of the inn, whom he sent in to me, shewed me another apartment; and, seeing me ready to faint, brought me hartshorn and water; and then, upon my desiring to be left alone for half an hour, retired: For I found my heart ready to burst, on revolving every thing in my thoughts: And the moment she was gone, fastening the door, I threw myself into an old great chair, and gave way to a violent flood of tears; which a little relieved me.
Mr. Lovelace, sooner than I wished, sent up the gentlewoman, who pressed me, in his name, to admit my Brother, or to come down to him: For he had told her, I was his Sister; and that he had brought me, against my will, and without warning, from a friend's house, where I had been all the winter, in order to prevent my marrying against the consent of my friends; to whom he was now conducting me; and that, having given me no time for a travellig-dress, I was greatly offended at him.
So, my dear, your frank, your open-hearted friend, was forced to countenance this tale; which, indeed, suited me the better, because I was unable, for some time, to talk, speak, or look up; and so my dejection, and grief, and silence, might very well pass before the gentlewoman and her niece who attended me, as a fit of sullenness.
The room I was in being a bed-chamber, I chose to go down, at his repeated message, attended by the gentlewoman of the inn, to that in which he was. He approached me with great respect, yet not exceeding a brotherly politeness, where a brother is polite; and, calling me his dearest sister, asked after the state of my mind; and hoped I would forgive him; for never brother half so well loved a sister, as he me.
A wretch! -How naturally did he fall into the character, altho' I was so much of mine!
Unthinking creatures have some comfort in the shortness of their views; in their unapprehensiveness; and that they penetrate not beyond the present moment: In short, that they are unthinking! -But, for a person of my thoughtful disposition, who has been accustomed to look forward, as well to the possible, as to the probable, what comfort can I have in my reflections?
But let me give you the particulars of our conversation, a little before and after our supper-time, joining both in one.
When we were alone, he besought me [I cannot say but with all the tokens of a passionate and respectful tenderness] to be better reconciled to myself, and to him: He repeated all the vows of honour, and inviolable affection, that he ever made me: He promised to be wholly governed by me in every future step: He asked me to give him leave to propose, Whether I chose to set out next day to either of his aunts?
I was silent. I knew not what to say, nor what to do.
Whether I chose to have private lodgings procured me, in either of those ladies neighbourhood, as were once my thoughts?
I was still silent.
Whether I chose to go to either of Lord M.'s seats; that of Berks, or that in the county we were in?
In lodgings, I said, any-where, where he was not to be.
He had promised This, he own'd; and he would religiously keep to his word, as soon as he found all danger of pursuit over; and that I was settled to my mind. -But, if the place were indifferent to me, London was the safest, and the most private: And his relations should all visit me there, the moment I thought fit to admit them. His cousin Charlotte, particularly, should attend me, as my companion, if I would accept of her, as soon as she was able to go abroad. -Mean time, would I go to his aunt Lawrance's (his aunt Sadleir was a melancholy woman)? I should be the most welcome guest she ever received.
I told him, I wished not to go (immediately, however, and in the frame I was in, and likely not to be out of) to any of his relations: That my reputation was concerned, to have him absent from me: -That, if I were in some private lodging (the meaner the less to be suspected, as it would be known, that I went away by his means; and he would be supposed to have provided me handsome accommodations), it would be most suitable both to my mind and my situation: That this might be best, I should think, in the country for me; in town for him. -And no matter how soon he was known to be there.
If he might deliver his opinion, he said, since I declined going to any of his relations, London was the only place in the world to be private in. Every newcomer in a country-town or village excited a curiosity: A person of my figure (and many compliments he made me) would excite more. Even messages and letters, where none used to be brought, would occasion inquiry. He had not provided a lodging anywhere, supposing I would choose to go either to London, where accommodations of that sort might be fixed upon in an hour's time; or to his aunt's; or to Lord M.'s Hertfordshire seat, where was housekeeper an excellent woman, Mrs. Greme, such another as my Norton.
To be sure, I said, if I were pursued, it would be in their first passion; and some one of his relations houses would be the place they would expect to find me at. -I knew not what to do!
My pleasure should determine him, he said, be it what it would. Only that I were safe, was all he was solicitous about. He had lodgings in town; but he did not offer to propose them. He knew, I would have more objection to go to them, than I could have to go to Lord M.'s, or to his aunt's.-
No doubt of it, I reply'd, with an indignation in my manner, that made him run over with professions, that he was far from proposing them, or wishing for my acceptance of them. And again he repeated, That my honour and safety were all he was solicitous about; assuring me, that my will should be a law to him, in every particular.
I was too peevish, and too much afflicted, and, indeed, too much incensed against him, to take well any thing he said.
I thought myself, I said, extremely unhappy. I knew not what to determine upon: My reputation now, no doubt, utterly ruin'd: Destitute of cloaths, fit to be seen by any-body: My very indigence, as I might call it, proclaiming my folly to every one who saw me: who would suppose, that I had been taken at advantage, or had given an undue one; and had no power over either my will, or my actions: That I could not but think I had been dealt artfully with: That he had seem'd to have taken, what he might suppose, the just measure of my weakness, founded on my youth and inexperience: That I could not forgive myself for meeting him: That my heart bled for the distresses of my father and mother, on this occasion: That I would give the world, and all my hopes in it, to have been still in my father's house, whatever had been my usage: That, let him protest and vow what he would, I saw something low and selfish in his love, that he could study to put a young creature upon making such a sacrifice of her duty and conscience: When a person actuated by a generous love, must seek to oblige the object of it, in every thing essential to her honour, and to her peace of mind.
He was very attentive to all I said; never offering to interrupt me once. His answer to every article, almost methodically, shew'd his memory.
What I had said, he told me, had made him very grave: And he would answer accordingly.
He was grieved at his heart, that he had so little share in my favour or confidence, as he had the mortification to find, by what I had said, he had.
As to my reputation, he must be very sincere with me: That could not suffer half so much by the step I so much regretted to have taken, as by the confinement, and equally foolish and unjust treatment, I had met with from my relations: That every mouth was full of blame of them, of my brother and sister particularly; and of wonder at my patience: That he must repeat, what he had written to me, he believed, more than once, That my friends themselves expected, that I should take a proper opportunity to free myself from their persecutions; why else did they confine me? That my exalted character would still bear me out, with those who knew me; who knew my brother's and sister's motives; and who knew the wretch they were for compelling me to have.
With regard to cloaths; Who, as matters were circumstanced, could expect, that I should be able to bring away any others, than those I had on at the time? For present use or wear, all the Ladies of his family would take a pride to supply me: For future, the product of the best looms, not only in England, but throughout the world, were at my command.
If I wanted money, as no doubt I must, he should be proud to supply me: Would to God, he might presume to hope, there were but one interest between us!-
And then he would fain have had me to accept of 100l. bank note; which, unawares to me, he put into my hand: But which, you may be sure, I refused with warmth.
He was inexpressibly grieved and surprised, he said, to hear me say, he had acted artfully by me. He came provided, according to my confirm'd appointment [A wretch! to upbraid me thus!], to redeem me from my persecutors; and little expected a change of sentiment, and that he should have so much difficulty to prevail upon me, as he had met with: That perhaps I might think his offer to go into the garden with me, and to face my assembled relations, was a piece of art only: But that if I did, I wronged him: For, to this hour, seeing my excessive uneasiness, he wish'd with all his soul, he had been permitted to accompany me in. It was always his maxim to brave a threatened danger-Threateners, where they have an opportunity to put in force their threats, were seldom to be feared. -But had he been assured of a private stab, or of as many death's wounds, as there were persons in my family (made desperate as he should have been by my return), he would have attended me into the house.
So, my dear, what I have to do, is to hold myself inexcusable for meeting such a determined and audacious spirit; that's all! -I have hardly any question now, that he would have contrived some way or other to have got me away, had I met him at a midnight hour, as once or twice I had thoughts to do. - And that would have been more terrible still!
He concluded this part of his talk, with saying, That he doubted not, but that, had he attended me in, he should have come off, in every-one's opinion, so well, that he should have had general leave to renew his visits.
He went on: -He must be so bold as to tell me, he said, that he should have paid a visit of this kind, but indeed accompany'd by several of his trusty friends, had I not met him-And that very afternoon too-for he could not tamely let the dreadful Wednesday come, without some effort to change their determinations.
What, my dear, was to be done with such a man!
That therefore, for my sake, as well as for his own, he had reason to wish a disease so desperate had been attempted to be overcome by as desperate a remedy. We all know, said he, that great ends are sometimes brought about by the very means by which they are endeavour'd to be frustrated.
My present situation, I am sure, thought I, affords a sad evidence of this truth!
I was silent all this time. My blame was indeed turned inward. Sometimes, too, I was half-frighted at his audaciousness: At others, had the less inclination to interrupt him, being excessively fatigued, and my spirits sunk to nothing, with the view even of the best prospects with such a creature.
This gave him opportunity to proceed; And that he did; assuming a still more serious air.
As to what further remained for him to say, in answer to what I had said, he hoped I would pardon him; but, upon his soul, he was concerned, infinitely concerned, he repeated, his colour and his voice rising, that it was necessary for him to observe, how much I chose rather to have run the risque of being Solmes's wife, than to have it in my power to reward a man, who, I must forgive him, had been as much insulted on my account, as I had been on his -who had watched my commands, and (pardon me, madam) every changeable motion of your pen, all hours, in all weathers, and with a chearfulness and ardor, that nothing but the most faithful and obsequious passion could inspire.-
I now, Miss, began to revive into a little more warmth of attention.-
And all, madam, for what? [How I stared!] - Only to prevail upon you to free yourself from ungenerous and base oppression-
Sir, Sir! indignantly said I-
Hear me but out, dearest madam! -My heart is full-I must speak what I have to say-To be told [for your words are yet in my ears, and at my heart!], that you would give the world, and all your hopes in it, to have been still in your cruel and gloomy father's house-
Not a word, Sir, against my papa! -I will not bear that-
Whatever had been your usage: -And you have a credulity, madam, against all probability, if you believe you should have avoided being Solmes's wife: That I have put you upon sacrificing your duty and conscience-Yet, dearest creature! see you not the contradiction that your warmth of temper has surprized you into, when the reluctance you shewed to the last to leave your persecutors, has cleared your conscience from the least reproach of this sort.-
O Sir! Sir! are you so critical then? Are you so light in your anger, as to dwell upon words!-
And indeed, my dear, I have since thought, that his anger was not owing to that sudden impetus, which cannot be easily bridled; but rather, was a sort of manageable anger, let loose to intimidate me.
Forgive me, madam-I have just done. -Have I not, in your own opinion, hazarded my life to redeem you from oppression? -Yet is not my reward, after all, precarious? -For, madam, have you not condition'd with me [and most sacredly, hard as the condition is, will I observe it], that all my hope must be remote: That you are determined to have it in your power to favour or reject me totally, as you please?-
See, my dear! In every respect my condition changed for the worse! Is it in my power to take your advice, if I should think it ever so right to take it?-
And have you not furthermore declared, proceeded he, that you will engage to renounce me for ever, if your friends insist upon that cruel renunciation, as the terms of being reconciled to you?
But, nevertheless, madam, all the merit of having saved you from an odious compulsion, shall be mine. I glory in it, tho' I were to lose you for ever-As I see I am but too likely to do, from your present displeasure; and especially, if your friends insist upon the terms you are ready to comply with.
That you are your own mistress, thro' my means, is, I repeat, my boast. -As such, I humbly implore your favour-And that only upon the conditions I have yielded to hope for it. -As I do now thus humbly [the proud wretch falling on one knee] your forgiveness, for so long detaining your ear, and for all the plain-dealing that my undesigning heart would not be denied to utter by my lips.
O Sir, pray rise! -Let the obliged kneel, if one of us must kneel! -But, nevertheless, proceed not in this strain, I beseech you. You have had a great deal of trouble about me: But had you let me know in time, that you expected to be rewarded for it at the price of my duty, I should have spared you much of it.
Far be it from me, Sir, to depreciate merit so extraordinary. But let me say, that had it not been for the forbidden correspondence I was teazed by you into [and which I had not continued (every letter for many letters, intended to be the last), but because I thought you a sufferer from my friends], I had not been either confined or maltreated: Nor would my brother's low-meant violence have had a foundation to work upon.
I am far from thinking my case would have been so very desperate as you imagine, had I stay'd. My father loved me at bottom: He would not see me before; and I wanted only to see him, and to be heard; and a delay of his sentence was the least thing I expected from the trial I was to stand.
You are boasting of your merits, Sir; let merit be your boast: Nothing else can attract me. If personal considerations had principal weight with me, either in Solmes's disfavour, or in your favour, I should despise myself: If you value yourself upon them, in preference to the person of the poor Solmes, I shall despise you!
You may glory in your fancied merits, in getting me away: But the cause of your glory, I tell you plainly, is my shame.
Make to yourself a title to my regard, which I can better approve of; or else you will not have so much merit with me, as you have with yourself.
But here, like the first pair, I, at least, driven out of my paradise, are we recriminating. No more shall you need to tell me of your sufferings, and your merits! -your All hours, and All weathers! For I will bear them in memory, as long as I live; and, if it be impossible for me to reward them, be ever ready to own the obligation. All that I desire of you, now, is, to leave it to myself to seek for some private abode: To take the chariot with you to London, or elsewhere: And, if I have any further occasion for your assistance and protection, I will signify it to you, and be still further obliged to you.
You are warm, my dearest life! -But indeed there is no occasion for it. Had I any views unworthy of my faithful love for you, I should not have been so honest in my declarations.
Then he began again to vow the sincerity of his intentions.
But I took him up short: I am willing to believe you, Sir. It would be insupportable but to suppose there were a necessity for such solemn declarations [At this he seemed to collect himself, as I may say, into a little more circumspection]. If I thought there were, I would not sit with you here, in a public inn, I assure you, altho' cheated hither, as far as I know, by methods [You must excuse me, Sir!] that, the very suspicion that it may be so, gives me too much vexation, for me to have patience either with you or with myself. -But no more of this just now: Let me but know, I beseech you, good Sir, bowing [I was very angry!], if you intend to leave me; or if I have only escaped from one confinement to another?-
Cheated hither, as far as you know, madam! Let you know (and with that air too, charming though grievous to my heart!) if you have only escaped from one confinement to another! -Amazing! perfectly amazing! -And can there be a necessity for me to answer this? -You are absolutely your own mistress. -It were very strange, if you were not. The moment you are in a place of safety, I will leave you. - One condition only, give me leave to beg your consent to: It is this: That you will be pleased, now you are so intirely in your own power, to renew a promise voluntarily made before; voluntarily, or I would not now presume to request it; for altho' I would not be thought capable of growing upon concession, yet I cannot bear to think of losing the ground your goodness had given me room to hope I had gained; 'That, make up how you please with your relations, you will never marry any other man, while I am living and single unless I should be so wicked as to give new cause for high displeasure.'
I hesitate not to confirm this promise, Sir, upon your own condition. In what manner do you expect me to confirm it?-
Only, Madam, by your word.
Then I never will.
He had the assurance [I was now in his power] to salute me, as a sealing of my promise, as he called it. His motion was so sudden, that I was not aware of it. It would have looked affected to be very angry; yet I could not be pleased, considering this as a leading freedom, from a spirit so audacious and incroaching; and he might see, that I was not.
He passed all that by with an air peculiar to himself -Enough! enough, dearest madam! -And let me beg of you but to conquer this dreadful uneasiness, which gives me to apprehend but too-too much for my jealous love to bear: And it shall be my whole endeavour to deserve your favour, and to make you the happiest woman in the world; as I shall be the happiest of men.
I broke from him to write to you my preceding letter; but refused to send it by his servant, as I told you. The gentlewoman of the inn help'd me to a messenger, who was to carry what you should give him to Lord M.'s seat in Hertfordshire, directed for Mrs. Greme the housekeeper there. And early in the morning, for fear of pursuit, we were to set out that way: And there he proposed to exchange the chariot-and-six for a chaise-and-pair of his own, which happened to be at that seat, as it would be a less-noticed conveyance.
I looked over my little stock of money; and found it to be no more than seven guineas and some silver: The rest of my stock was but fifty guineas, and that five more than I thought it was, when my sister challenged me as to the sum I had by me: And those I left in my escritoire, little thinking to be prevailed upon to go away with him.
Indeed my case abounds with a shocking variety of indelicate circumstances. Among the rest, I was forced to account to him, who knew I could have no cloaths but what I had on, how I came to have linen with you [for he could not but know I sent for it]; lest he should imagine I had an early design to go away with him, and made that a part of the preparation.
He most heartily wished, he said, for my mind's sake, that your mamma would have afforded me her protection; and delivered himself, upon this subject, with equal freedom and concern.
There are, my dear Miss Howe, a multitude of punctilios and decorums, which a young creature must dispense with, who, in such a situation, makes a man the intimate attendant of her person. I could now, I think, give twenty reasons stronger than any I have heretofore mentioned, why women of the least delicacy should never think of incurring the danger and disgrace of taking the step I have been drawn in to take, but with horror and aversion; and why they should look upon the man who shall tempt them to it, as the vilest and most selfish of seducers.
Before five o'clock (Tuesday morning) the maid-servant came up to tell me, my brother was ready, and that breakfast also waited for me in the parlour. I went down with a heart as heavy as my eyes, and received great acknowlegements and compliments from him on being so soon dress'd, and ready, as he interpreted it, to continue our journey.
He had the thought which I had not [For what had I to do with thinking, who had it not, when I stood most in need of it?], to purchase for me a velvet hood, and a handsome short cloak, trimm'd with silver, without saying any thing to me. He must reward himself, the artful incroacher said, before the landlady and her maids and niece, for his forethought, and would salute his pretty sullen sister! -He took his reward; and, as he said, a tear with it. While he assured me [still before them, a vile wretch!], that I had nothing to fear from meeting with parents, who so dearly loved me. -How could I be complaisant, my dear, to such a man as this?-
As soon as the chariot drove on, he asked me, whether I had any objection to go to Lord M.'s Hertfordshire seat? His Lordship, he said, was at his Berkshire one.
I told him, I chose not to go, as yet, to any of his relations; for that would indicate a plain defiance to my own-My choice was, to go to a private lodging, and for him to be at a distance from me; at least, till I heard how things were taken by my friends-For that altho' I had but little hopes of a reconciliation, as it was; yet if they knew I was in his protection, or in that of any of his friends (which would be looked upon as the same thing), there would not be room for any at all.
I should govern him as I pleased, he solemnly assured me, in every thing. But he still thought London was the best place for me; and if I were once safe there, and in a lodging to my liking, he would go to M. Hall. But, as I approved not of London, he would urge it no further.
He proposed, and I consented, to put up at an inn in the neighbourhood of The Lawn (as he called Lord M.'s seat in this county), since I chose not to go thither. And here I got two hours to myself; which I told him I should pass in writing another letter to you [meaning my narrative, which I had begun at St. Albans, fatigued as I was], and in one to my sister, to apprize the family (whether they were solicitous about it or not), that I was well; and to beg that my cloaths, some particular books, and the fifty guineas I had left in my escritoire, might be sent me.
He asked, If I had considered whither to have them collected?
Indeed not I, I told him, I was a stranger to-
So was he, he interrupted me; but it struck him by chance-[Wicked story-teller!]
But, added he, I will tell you, madam, how it shall be managed-If you don't choose to go to London, it is, nevertheless, best, that your relations should think you there; for then they will absolutely despair of finding you. If you write, be pleased to direct, To be left for you, at Mr. Osgood's, near Soho-square; who is a man of reputation, and they will go very safe: And this will effectually amuse them.
Amuse them, my dear! -Amuse whom? -My father! -my uncles! -But it must be so! -All his expedients ready, you see!-
I had no objection to this: And I have written accordingly. But what answer I shall have, or whether any, that is what gives me no small anxiety.
This, however, is one consolation, that, if I have an answer, and altho' my brother should be the writer, it cannot be more severe than the treatment I have of late received from him and my sister.
Mr. Lovelace staid out about an hour and half; and then came in; impatiently sending up to me no less than four times, to express his desire of my company. But I sent him word as often, that I was busy; and, at last, that I should be so, till dinner was ready. So he hasten'd that, as I heard him now-and-then, with a hearty curse upon the cook and waiters.
This is another of his perfections. I ventured afterwards to check him for his free words, as we sat at dinner.
Having heard him swear at his servant, when below whom, nevertheless, he owns to be a good one; It is a sad life, said I, these innkeepers live, Mr. Lovelace.
No; pretty well, I believe. -But why, madam, think you, that fellows, who eat and drink at other mens cost, or they are sorry whelps of innkeepers, should be intitled to pity?
Because of the soldiers they are obliged to quarter; who are generally, I believe, wretched profligates. Bless me! said I, how I heard one of them swear and curse, just now, at a modest meek man, as I judge by his low voice, and gentle answers! -Well do they make it a proverb-Like a trooper!
He bit his lip; arose; turned upon his heel; stept to the glass; and looked confidently abashed, if I may so say-Ay, Madam, said he, these troopers are sad swearing fellows. I think their officers should chastise them for it.
I am sure they deserve chastisement, reply'd I- For swearing is a most unmanly vice, and cursing as poor and low a one; since it proclaims the profligate's want of power, and his wickedness at the same time: for, could such a one punish as he speaks, he would be a fiend!
Charmingly observed, by my soul, madam! -The next trooper I hear swear and curse, I'll tell him what an unmanly, and what a poor whelp he is.
Mrs. Greme came to pay her duty to me, as Mr. Lovelace called it; and was very urgent with me to go to her Lord's house; letting me know what handsome things she had heard her Lord, and his two nieces, and all the family, say of me; and what wishes, for several months past, they had put up for the honour she now hoped soon would be done them all.
This gave me some satisfaction, as it confirmed from the mouth of a very good sort of woman, all that Mr. Lovelace had told me.
Upon inquiry about a private lodging, she recommended me to a sister-in-law of hers, eight miles from thence-Where I now am. And what pleased me the better, was, that Mr. Lovelace [of whom I could see she was infinitely observant] obliged her, of his own motion, to accompany me in the chaise; himself riding on horseback, with his two servants, and one of Lord M.'s. And here we arrived about four o'clock.
But, as I told you in my former, the lodgings are inconvenient, and Mr. Lovelace found great fault with them; telling Mrs. Greme, who had said, they were not worthy of us, that they came not up even to her description of them; that, as the house was a mile from a town, it was not proper for him to be so far distant from me, lest any thing should happen: And yet the apartments were not separate and distinct enough for me to like, he was sure.
This must be agreeable enough from him, you'll believe.
Mrs. Greme and I had a good deal of talk in the chaise about him: She was very easy and free in her answers to all I asked; and has a very serious turn, I find.
I led her on to say to the following effect; some part of it not unlike what his uncle's dismissed bailiff had said before; by which I find that all the servants opinion of him is alike.
'That Mr. Lovelace was a generous man: That it was hard to say, whether the servants of her Lord's family lov'd or fear'd him most: That her Lord had a very great affection for him: That his two noble aunts were no less fond of him: That his two cousins Montague were as good-natured young Ladies as ever lived: That his uncle and aunts had proposed several Ladies to him, before he made his addresses to me; and even since; despairing to move me, and my friends, in his favour-But that he had no thoughts of marrying at all, she had heard him say, if it were not to me: That as well her Lord, as his sisters, were a good deal concerned at the contempts, and ill-usage, he received from my family: But admired my character, and wish'd to have him married to me, altho' I were not to have a shilling, in preference to any other person, from the opinion that they had of the influence I should have over him: That, to be sure, she said, Mr. Lovelace was a wild gentleman: But that was a distemper which would cure itself: That her Lord delighted in his company, whenever he could get it: But that they often fell out; and his Lordship was always forced to submit: Indeed, was half-afraid of him, she believ'd-For he would do as he pleased. She mingled a thousand pities often, that he acted not up to the talents lent him-Yet would have it, that he had fine qualities to found a reformation upon; and, when the happy day came, would make amends for all: And of this all his friends were so assured, that they wished for nothing so earnestly, as for his marriage.'
This, indifferent as it is, is better than my brother says of him.
The people of the house here are very honest-looking industrious folks: Mrs. Sorlings is the gentlewoman's name. The farm seems well-stock'd, and thriving. She is a widow; has two sons, men grown, who vie with each other which shall take most pains in promoting the common good; and they are both of them, I already see, more respectful to two modest young women, their sisters, than my brother was to his sister. I believe I must stay here longer than at first I thought I should.
I should have mentioned, that, before I set out for this place, I received your kind letter. Every thing is kind from so dear a friend. I own you might well be surprised; [I was myself; as by this time you will have seen]-after I had determin'd, too, so strongly against going away.
I have not the better opinion of Mr. Lovelace for his extravagant volubility. He is too full of professions: He says too many fine things of me, and to me: True respect, true value, I think, lies not in words: Words cannot express it: The silent awe, the humble, the doubting eye, and even the hesitating voice, better shew it by much, than, as Shakespeare says,
-The rattling tongue
Of saucy and audacious eloquence.
The man, to be sure, is, at times, all upon the ecstatic, one of his phrases; but, to my shame and confusion, I know too well what to attribute it to, in a great measure-To his triumph, my dear, in one word; it needs no further explanation; and, to give it that word, perhaps, equally exposes my vanity, and condemns my folly.
We have been alarmed with notions of a pursuit, sounded upon a letter from his intelligencer.
How do different circumstances sanctify or condemn an action! -What care ought we to take not to confound the distinctions of right and wrong, when self comes into the question! I condemn'd in him the corrupting of a servant of my papa's; and now I am glad to give a kind of indirect approbation of it, by inquiring what he hears, by that or any other way, of the manner in which my relations took my flight. A preconcerted, forward, and artful flight, to be sure, it must appear to them-That's a sad thing! -Yet how, as I am situated, can I put them right?
Most heavily, he says, they take it; but shew not so much grief as rage. -And he can hardly have patience to hear of the virulence and menaces of my brother against himself-Then a merit is made to me of his forbearance.
What a satisfaction am I robbed of, my dearest friend, by this rash action? I can now, too late, judge of the difference there is in being an offended rather than an offending person! -What would I give to have it once more in my power to say I suffer'd wrong, rather than did wrong? That others were more wanting in their kindness to me, than I in duty (where duty is owing) to them?-
Fie upon me! for meeting the seducer! -Let all end as happily as it now may, I have laid up for myself remorse for my whole life.
What more concerns me is, that every time I see this man, I am still at a greater loss than before what to make of him. I watch every turn of his countenance: And I think I see very deep lines in it. He looks with more meaning, I verily think, than he used to look; yet not more serious; not less gay-I don't know how he looks-But with more confidence a great deal than formerly; and yet he never wanted that.
But here is the thing: I behold him with fear now, as knowing the power my indiscretion has given him over me. And well may he look more elate, when he sees me deprived of all the self-supposed significance, which adorns and exalts a person who has been accustomed to respect; and who now, by a conscious inferiority, allows herself to be overcome, and in a state of obligation, as I may say, to her new protector.
I shall send this, as my former, by a poor man, who travels every day with pedlary matters, who will leave it at Mrs. Knollys's, as you direct.
If you hear any thing of my father and mother, and of their health, and how my friends were affected by my unhappy step, pray be so good as to write me a few lines by the messenger, if his waiting for them can be known to you.
I am afraid to ask you, Whether, upon reading that part of my narrative already in your hands, you think any sort of extenuation lies for
Your unhappy
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER VI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Tuesday, Wedn. Apr. 11, 12.
Thou claimest my promise, that I will be as particular as possible, in all that passes between me and my goddess. Indeed, I never had a more illustrious subject to exercise my pen upon: And, moreover, I have leisure; for, by her good will, my access would be as difficult to her, as that of the humblest slave to an eastern monarch. Nothing, then, but inclination to write, can be wanting: And since our friendship, and thy obliging attendance upon me at the White Hart, will not excuse That, I will endeavour to keep my word.
I parted with thee and thy brethren, with a full resolution, thou knowest, to rejoin ye, if she once again disappointed me, in order to go together, attended by our servants, for shew-sake, to her gloomy father; and demand audience of the tyrant, upon the freedoms taken with my character: And to have try'd by fair means, if fair would do, to make them change their resolutions; and treat her with less inhumanity, and me with more civility.
I told thee my reasons for not going in search of a letter of countermand. I was right; for, if I had, I should have found such a one; and had I received it, she would not have met me. Did she think, that after I had been more than once disappointed, I would not keep her to her promise; that I would not hold her to it, when I had got her in so deeply?
The moment I heard the door unbolt, I was sure of her. That motion made my heart bound to my throat. But when That was followed with the presence of my charmer, flashing upon me all at once in a flood of brightness, sweetly dress'd, tho' all unprepar'd for a journey, I trod air, and hardly thought myself a mortal.
Thou shalt judge of her dress, as, at the moment she appear'd to me, and as, upon a nearer observation, she really was. I am a critic, thou knowest, in womens dresses. -Many a one have I taught to dress, and help'd to undress. But there is such a native elegance in this lady, that she surpasses all that I could imagine surpassing-But then her person adorns what she wears, more than dress can adorn her; and that's her excellence.
Expect therefore, a faint sketch of her admirable person with her dress.
Her wax-like flesh [for, after all, flesh and blood I think she is!] by its delicacy and firmness, answers for the soundness of her health. Thou hast often heard me launch out in praise of her complexion. I never in my life beheld a skin so illustriously fair. The lily and the driven snow it is nonsense to talk of: Her lawn and her laces one might, indeed, compare to those: But what a whited wall would a woman appear to be, who had a complexion which would justify such unnatural comparisons? But this lady is all-alive, all-glowing, all charming flesh and blood, yet so clear, that every meandring vein is to be seen in all the lovely parts of her, which custom permits to be visible.
Thou hast heard me also describe the wavy ringlets of her shining hair, needing neither art nor powder; of itself an ornament, defying all other ornaments; wantoning in and about a neck that is beautiful beyond description.
Her head-dress was a Brussels-lace mob, peculiarly adapted to the charming air and turn of her features. A sky-blue ribband illustrated that. -But altho' the weather was somewhat sharp, she had not on either hat or hood; for, besides that she loves to use herself hardily (by which means, and by a temperance truly exemplary, she is allowed to have given high health and vigour to an originally tender constitution), she seems to have intended to shew me, that she was determin'd not to stand to her appointment. O Jack! that such a sweet girl should be a rogue!
Her morning-gown was a pale primrose-colour'd paduasoy: The cuffs and robings curiously embroider'd by the fingers of this ever-charming Ariadne, in a running pattern of violets, and their leaves; the light in the flowers silver; gold in the leaves. A pair of diamond snaps in her ears. A white handkerchief, wrought by the same inimitable fingers, concealed- O Belford! what still more inimitable beauties did it not conceal! -And I saw, all the way we rode, the bounding heart; by its throbbing motions I saw it! dancing beneath the charming umbrage.
Her ruffles were the same as her mob. Her apron a flower'd lawn. Her coat white satten, quilted: Blue satten her shoes, braided with the same colour, without lace; for what need has the prettiest foot in the world of ornament? Neat buckles in them: And on her charming arms a pair of black velvet glove-like muffs, of her own invention; for she makes and gives fashions as she pleases. Her hands, velvet of themselves, thus uncover'd, the freer to be grasp'd by those of her adorer.
I have told thee what were my transports, when the undrawn bolt presented to me my long-expected goddess. -Her emotions were more sweetly feminine, after the first moments; for then the fire of her starry eyes began to sink into a less-dazzling languor. She trembled: Nor knew she how to support the agitations of a heart she had never found so ungovernable. She was even fainting, when I clasp'd her in my supporting arms. What a precious moment That! How near, how sweetly near, the throbbing partners!
By her dress, I saw, as I observ'd before, how unprepar'd she was for a journey; and not doubting her intention once more to disappoint me, I would have drawn her after me. Then began a contention the most vehement that ever I had with lady. It would pain thy friendly heart to be told the infinite trouble I had with her. I begg'd, I pray'd; on my knees I begg'd and pray'd her, yet in vain, to answer her own appointment: And had I not happily provided for such a struggle, knowing whom I had to deal with, I had certainly failed in my design; and as certainly would have accompanied her in, without thee and thy brethren: And who knows what might have been the consequence?
But my honest agent answering my signal, tho' not quite so soon as I expected, in the manner thou knowest I had laid down to him, They are coming! They are coming! -Fly, fly, my beloved creature, cry'd I, drawing my sword with a flourish, as if I would have slain half an hundred of them; and, seizing her trembling hands, I drew her after me so swiftly, that my feet, winged by love, could hardly keep pace with her feet, agitated by fear. -And so I became her emperor!
I'll tell thee all, when I see thee: And thou shalt then judge of my difficulties, and of her perverseness. And thou wilt rejoice with me, at my conquest over such a watchful and open-ey'd charmer.
But seest thou not now [as I think I do] the wind-outstripping fair-one flying from her love to her love? -Is there not such a game? -Nay, flying from friends she was resolved not to abandon, to the man she was determined not to go off with? -The Sex! The Sex, all over! -Charming contradiction! -Hah, hah, hah, hah! -I must here lay down my pen, to hold my sides; for I must have my laugh out, now the sit is upon me!
I believe-I believe-Hah, hah, hah! -I believe, Jack, my dogs conclude me mad: For here has one of them popt in, as if to see what ailed me; or whom I had with me. The whoreson caught the laugh, as he went out. -Hah, hah, hah! -An im-pudent dog! -O Jack, knewest thou my conceit, and were but thy laugh joined to mine, I believe it would hold me for an hour longer.
But, O my best-beloved fair-one, repine not thou at the arts by which thou suspectest thy fruitless vigilance has been over-watched. -Take care, that thou provokest not new ones, that may be still more worthy of thee. If once thy emperor decrees thy fall, thou shalt greatly fall. Thou shalt have cause, if that comes to pass which may come to pass [for why wouldest thou put off marriage to so long a day, as till thou hadst reason to be convinced of my reformation, dearest?]; thou shalt have cause, never fear, to sit down more dissatisfied with thy stars, than with thyself. And come the worst to the worst, glorious terms will I give thee. Thy garison, with general Prudence at the head, and governor Watchfulness bringing up the rear, shall be allowed to march out with all the honours due to so brave a resistance. And all thy sex, and all mine, that hear of my stratagems, and thy conduct, shall acknowlege the fortress as nobly won, as defended.
Thou wilt not dare, methinks I hear thee say, to attempt to reduce such a goddess as This, to a standard unworthy of her excellencies. It is impossible, Lovelace, that thou shouldst intend to break thro' oaths and protestations so solemn.
That I did not intend it, is certain. That I do intend it, I cannot (my heart, my reverence for her, will not let me) say. But knowest thou not my aversion to the state of shackles? -And is she not In my Power?
And wilt thou, Lovelace, abuse that power, which-
Which what, puppy? -Which I obtain'd not by her own consent, but against it.
But which thou hadst never obtained, had she not esteem'd thee above all men.
And which I had never taken so much pains to obtain, had I not loved her above all women. -So far upon a par, Jack! -And, if thou pleadest honour, ought not honour to be mutual? If mutual, does it not imply mutual trust, mutual confidence? -And what have I had of that from her to boast of? - Thou knowest the whole progress of our warfare: For a warfare it has truly been; and far, very far, from an amorous warfare too. Doubts, mistrusts, upbraidings, on her part: Humiliations the most abject, on mine. Obliged to assume such airs of reformation, that every varlet of ye has been afraid I should reclaim in good earnest. And hast thou not thyself frequently observed to me, how aukwardly I returned to my usual gaiety, after I had been within a mile of her father's garden-wall, altho' I had not seen her?
Does she not deserve to pay for all this? -To make an honest fellow look like an hypocrite; what a vile thing is that!
Then thou knowest what a false little rogue she has been! How little conscience she has made of disappointing me! -Hast thou not been a witness of my ravings, on this score? -Have I not, in the height of them, vowed revenge upon the faithless charmer? - And, if I must be forsworn, whether I answer her expectations, or follow my own inclinations [as Cromwell said, If it must be my head, or the king's], and the option in my own power; can I hesitate a moment which to choose?
Then, I fancy, by her circumspection, and her continual grief, that she expects some mischief from me. I don't care to disappoint any-body I have a value for.
But O the noble, the exalted creature! Who can avoid hesitating when he thinks of an offence against her? -Who can but pity-
Yet, on the other hand, so loth at last to venture, tho' threatened to be forced into the nuptial fetters with a man, whom to look upon as a rival, is to disgrace myself! -So sullen, now she has ventured! -What title has she to pity; and to a pity which her pride would make her disclaim?
But I resolve not any way. I will see how her will works; and how my will leads me on. I will give the combatants fair play. And I find, every time I attend her, that she is less in my power-I more in hers.
Yet, a foolish little rogue! to forbid me to think of marriage till I am a reformed man! Till the Implacables of her family change their natures, and become placable!
It is true, when she was for making those conditions, she did not think, that, without any, she should be cheated out of herself; for so the dear soul, as thou mayst hear in its place, phrases it.
How it swells my pride, to have been able to outwit such a vigilant charmer! -I am taller by half a yard, in my imagination, than I was! -I look down upon every body now! -Last night I was still more extravagant. -I took off my hat, as I walk'd, to see if the lace were not scorch'd, supposing it had brush'd down a star; and, before I put it on again, in mere wantonness, and heart's ease, I was for buffeting the moon. In short, my whole soul is joy. When I go to bed, I laugh myself asleep: And I awake either laughing or singing. -Yet nothing nearly in view, neither. -For why?-I am not yet reform'd enough!
I told thee at the time, if thou remembrest, how capable this restriction was, of being turn'd upon the over-scrupulous dear creature, could I once get her out of her father's house; and were I disposed to punish her for her family's faults, and for the infinite trouble she herself had given me. Little thinks she, that I have kept an account of both: And that, when my heart is soft, and all her own, I can but turn to my memoranda, and harden myself at once.
O my charmer, look to it! -Abate of thy haughty airs! -Value not thyself upon thy sincerity, if thou art indifferent to me! -I will not bear it Now. -Art thou not in my Power? -Nor, if thou lovest me, think, that the female affectation of denying thy love, will avail thee Now, with a heart so proud and so jealous? -Remember, moreover, that all thy family-sins are upon thy head!-
But, ah! Jack, when I see my Angel, when I am admitted to the presence of this radiant Beauty, what will become of all this vapouring?-
But, be my end what it may, I am obliged, by thy penetration, fair-one, to proceed by the sap. -Fair and softly. -A wife at any time! -That will be always in my power.
When put to the university, the same course of initial studies will qualify the yonker for the one line or for the other. The genius ought to point out the future lawyer, divine, or physician! -So the same cautious conduct, with such a vigilance, will do, either for the wife, or for the no-wife. When I reform, I'll marry. 'Tis time enough for the one, the Lady must say-For the other, say I!
But how I ramble! -This it is to be in such a situation, that I know not what to resolve upon.
I'll tell thee my inclinings, as I proceed. The pro's and the con's, I'll tell thee. -But being got too far from the track I set out in, I will close here. But, perhaps, may write every day something, and send it as opportunity offers.
Regardless, however, in all I write, as I shall be, of connexion, accuracy, or of any thing, but of my own imperial will and pleasure.

### v3 LETTER VII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Wednesday Night, April 12.
I Have your narrative, my dear. You are the same noble creature you ever were. Above disguise, above art, above extenuating a failing.
The only family in the world, yours, surely, that could have driven such a daughter into such extremities.
But you must not be so very much too good for them, and for the case.
You lay the blame so properly and so unsparingly upon your meeting him, that nothing can be added to that subject by your worst enemies, were they to see what you have written.
I am not surprised, now I have read your narrative, that so bold, and so contriving a man-I am forced to break off-
You stood it out much better and longer-Here again comes my bustling, jealous mother!
Don't be so angry at yourself. Did you not do for the best at the time? As to your first fault, the answering his letters; it was almost incumbent upon you to assume the guardianship of such a family, when the bravo of it had run riot, as he did, and brought himself into danger.
Except your mamma, who is kept down, have any of them common sense?-
Forgive me, my dear-Here is that stupid uncle Antony of yours. A pragmatical, conceited, positive -He came yesterday, in a fearful pucker, and puffed, and blowed, and stumped about our hall and parlour, while his message was carried up.
My mamma was dressing herself. These widows are as starched as the batchelors. She would not see him in a dishabille, for the world-What can she mean by it?
His errand was to set her against you, and to shew their determined rage on your going away. The issue proved it to be so too evidently.
The odd creature desired to speak with her alone. I am not used to such exceptions, whenever any visits are made to my mamma.
When my mamma was primm'd out, down she came to him-The door was locked upon themselves; the two positive heads were put together-close together, I suppose-for I hearken'd, but could hear nothing distinctly, tho' they both seem'd full of their subject.
I had a good mind, once or twice, to have made them open the door-Could I have been sure of keeping but tolerably my temper, I would have demanded admittance-But I was afraid, if I had obtained it, that I should have forgot it was my mamma's house, and been for turning him out of it. -To come to rave against and abuse my dearest, dearest, faultless friend! and the ravings to be listen'd to- And this in order to justify themselves; the one for contributing to drive her out of her father's house; the other for refusing her a temporary asylum, till the reconciliation could have been effected, which her dutiful heart was set upon! -And which it would have become the love my mamma had ever pretended for you, to have mediated for-Could I have had patience!
The issue, as I said, shew'd what the errand was- Its first appearance, after the old fusty fellow was marched off [You must excuse me, my dear], was in a kind of gloomy, Harlowe-like reservedness in my mamma; which, upon a few resenting flirts of mine, was followed by a rigorous prohibition of correspondence.
This put us, you may suppose, upon terms not the most agreeable. I desired to know, If I were prohibited dreaming of you? -For, my dear, you have all my sleeping, as well as waking hours.
I can easily allow for your correspondence with your wretch, at first [and yet your motives were excellent], by the effect this prohibition has upon me; since, if possible, it has made me love you better than before; and I am more desirous than ever of corresponding with you.
But I have still a more laudable motive-I should think myself the unworthiest of creatures, could I be brought to slight a dear friend, and such a meritorious one, in her distress. -I would die first-And so I told my mamma. And I have desired her not to watch me in my retired hours, nor to insist upon my lying with her constantly, which she now does more earnestly than ever. -'Twere better, I told her, that the Harlowe-Betty were borrowed to be set over me.
Mr. Hickman, who greatly honours you, has, unknown to me, interposed so warmly in your favour with my mamma, that it makes for him no small merit with me.
I cannot, at present, write to every particular, unless I would be in set defiance. -Teaze, teaze, teaze, for ever! The same thing, tho' answered fifty times over, is every hour to be repeated-Lord bless me! what a life must my poor papa-But I must remember to whom I am writing.
If this ever-active, ever-mischievous monkey of a man-This Lovelace-contrived as you suspect- But here comes my mamma again-Ay, stay a little longer, my mamma, if you please-I can but be suspected! I can but be chidden for making you wait; and chidden I am sure to be, whether I do or not, in the way you are Antony'd into.
Bless me! -how impatient! -I must break off-
A charming dialogue-But I am sent for down in a very peremptory manner, I assure you. -What an incoherent letter will you have, when I can get it to you! But now I know where to send it, Mr. Hickman shall find me a messenger. Yet, if he be detected, poor soul, he will be Harlowed-off, as well as his meek mistress!-
Thursday, April 13.
I have this moment your continuation-letter, and a little absence of my Argus-eyed mamma.-
Dear creature! -I can account for all your difficulties. A person of your delicacy! -And with such a man! -I must be brief-
The man's a fool, my dear, with all his pride, and with all his complaisance, and affected regards to your injunctions. Yet his ready inventions-
Sometimes I think you should go to Lady Betty's. -I know not what to advise you to. -I could, if you were not so intent upon reconciling yourself to your relations. But they are implacable, you can have no hopes from them-Your uncle's errand to my mamma may convince you of that; and if you have an answer to your letter to your sister, that will confirm you, I dare say.
You need not to have been afraid of asking me, Whether I thought upon reading your narrative, any extenuation could lie for what you have done. I have told you above my mind as to that-And I repeat, that I think, your provocations and inducements considered, you are free from blame: At least, the freest, that ever young creature was who took such a step.
But you took it not-You were driven on one side, and, possibly, trick'd on the other. -If any young person on earth shall be circumstanced as you were, and shall hold out so long as you did, against her persecutors on one hand, and her seducer on the other, I will forgive her for all the rest.
All your acquaintance, you may suppose, talk of nobody but you. Some, indeed, bring your admirable character against you: But nobody does, or can, acquit your father and uncles.
Every-body seems apprized of your brother's and sister's motives. It is, no doubt, the very thing they aimed to drive you to, by the various attacks they made upon you; unhoping (as they might do all the time) the success. They knew, that if once you were restored to favour, Love suspended would be Love augmented, and that you must defeat and expose them, and triumph, by your amiable qualities, and great talents, over all their arts. -And now, I hear, they enjoy their successful malice.
Your father is all rage and violence. He ought, I am sure, to turn his rage inward. All your family accuse you of acting with deep art; and are put upon supposing, that you are actually every hour exulting over them, with your man, in the success of it.
They all pretend now, that your trial of Wednesday was to be the last.
Advantage would indeed, my mamma owns, have been taken of your yielding, if you had yielded. But had you not been to be prevailed upon, they would have given up their scheme, and taken your promise for renouncing Lovelace-Believe them who will! They own, however, that a minister was to be present. Mr. Solmes was to be at hand. And your father was previously to try his authority over you, in order to make you sign the settlements. -All of it a romantic contrivance of your wild-headed foolish brother, I make no doubt. -Is it likely, that he and Bell would have given way to your restoration to favour, on any other terms than those their hearts had been so long set upon?
How they took your flight, when they found it out, may be better supposed than described.
Your aunt Hervey, it seems, was the first that went down to the Ivy summer-house, in order to acquaint you, that their search was over. Betty followed her; and they not finding you there, went on toward the cascade, according to a hint of yours.
Returning by the garden-door, they met a servant [They don't say, it was that Joseph Leman; but it is very likely, that it was he] running, as he said, from pursuing Mr. Lovelace (a great hedge-stake in his hand, and out of breath), to alarm the family.
If it were this fellow, and if he were employed in the double agency of cheating them, and cheating you, what shall we think of the wretch you are with? -Run away from him, my dear, if so-No matter to whom-or marry him, if you cannot.
Your aunt and all your family were accordingly alarmed by this fellow [evidently when too late for pursuit]. They got together, and, when a posse, ran to the place of interview; and some of them as far as to the tracks of the chariot-wheels, without stopping. And having heard the man's tale, upon the spot, a general lamentation, a mutual upbraiding and rage, and grief, were echoed from the different persons, according to their different tempers and conceptions. And they returned like fools as they went.
Your brother, at first, ordered horses and armed men, to be got ready for a pursuit. Solmes and your uncle Tony were to be of the party. But your mamma and your aunt Hervey dissuaded them from it, for fear of adding evil to evil; not doubting but Lovelace had taken measures to support himself in what he had done; and especially when the servant declared, that he saw you run with him, as fast as you could set foot to ground; and that there were several armed men on horseback at a small distance off.
My mamma's absence was owing to her suspicion, that the Knollys's were to assist in our correspondence. She made them a visit upon it. She does every thing at once. And they have promised, that no more letters shall be left there, without her knowlege.
But Mr. Hickman has engaged one Filmer, a husbandman, in the lane we call Finch-lane, near us to receive them. Thither you will be pleased to direct yours, under cover, to Mr. John Soberton; and Mr. Hickman himself will call for them there; and there shall leave mine. It goes against me too, to make him so useful to me. -He looks already so proud upon it! -I shall have him (who knows?) give himself airs. -He had best consider, that the favour he has been long aiming at, may put him into a very dangerous, a very ticklish situation. He that can oblige, may disoblige-Happy for some people not to have it in their power to offend!
I will have patience, if I can, for a while, to see if these bustlings in my mamma will subside-But upon my word, I will not long bear this usage.
Sometimes I am ready to think, that my mamma carries it thus on purpose to tire me out, and to make me the sooner marry. If I find it to be so, and that Hickman, in order to make a merit with me, is in the low plot, I will never bear him in my sight.
Plotting wretch, as I doubt your man is, I wish to heaven, that you were married, that you might brave them all; and not be forced to hide yourself, and be hurried from one inconvenient place to another. I charge you, omit not to lay hold on any handsome opportunity that may offer for that purpose.
Here again comes my mamma.
We look mighty glum upon each other, I can tell you. She had not best Harlowe me at this rate!- won't bear it!-
I have a vast deal to write. I know not what to write first. Yet my mind is full, and seems to run over.
I am got into a private corner of the garden, to be out of her way. -Lord help these mothers! - Do they think they can prevent a daughter's writing, or doing any thing she has a mind to do, by suspicion, watchfulness, and scolding? -They had better place a confidence in one by half-A generous mind scorns to abuse a generous confidence.
You have a nice, a very nice part to act with this wretch-Who yet has, I think, but one plain path before him. I pity you! -But you must make the best of the lot you have been forced to draw. Yet I see your difficulties. -But if he do not offer to abuse your confidence, I would have you seem, at least, to place some in him.
If you think not of marrying soon, I approve of your resolution to fix somewhere out of his reach: And if he know not where to find you, so much the better. Yet I verily believe, they would force you back, could they but come at you, if they were not afraid of him.
I think, by all means, you should demand of both your trustees to be put in possession of your own estate. Mean time I have sixty guineas at your service. I beg you will command them. Before they are gone, I'll take care you shall be further supplied. I don't think you'll have a shilling, or a shilling's worth, of your own, from your relations, unless you extort it from them.
As they believe you went off by your own consent, they are surpriz'd, it seems, and glad, that you have left your jewels and money behind you, and have contrived for cloaths so ill. Very little likelihood this shews, of their answering your requests.
Indeed every-body, not knowing what I now know must be at a loss to account for your flight, as they will call it. And how, my dear, can one report with any tolerable advantage to you? -To say, you did not intend it, when you met him, who will believe it? -To say, that a person of your known steadiness and punctilio was over-persuaded, when you gave him the meeting, how will that sound? -To say you were trick'd out of yourself, and people were to give credit to it, how disreputable? -And when unmarried, and yet with him, he a man of such character, what would it not lead a censuring woman to think?
I want to see how you put it in your letter for your cloaths.
You may depend, I repeat, upon all the little spiteful and disgraceful things they can offer, instead of what you write for. So pray accept the sum I tender. What will seven guineas do? -And I will find a way to send you also any of my cloaths, and linen for present supply. I beg, my dearest Miss Harlowe, that you will not put your Anna Howe upon a foot with Lovelace, in refusing to accept of my offer. If you do not oblige me, I shall be apt to think, that you rather incline to be obliged to him, than to favour me. And if I find this, I shall not know how to reconcile it with your delicacy in other respects.
Pray inform me of every thing that passes between you and him. My cares for you (however needless from your own prudence) make me wish you to continue to be very minute. If any thing occur, that you would tell me of, if present, fail not to put down in writing, altho', from your natural diffidence it should not appear to you altogether so worthy of your pen, or of my knowing. A stander-by may see more of the game than one that plays. Great consequences, like great folks, are generally attended, and seen made great, by small causes, and little incidents.
Upon the whole, I do not now think it is in your power to dismiss him when you please. I apprized you beforehand that it would not. I repeat, therefore, that were I you, I would at least seem to place some confidence in him: So long as he is decent, you may. Very visibly observable, to such delicacy as yours, must be that behaviour in him, which will make him unworthy of some confidence.
Your relations, according to old Antony to my mother, and she to me (by way of threatening, that you will not gain your supposed ends upon them by your flight), seem to expect, that you will throw yourself into Lady Betty's protection; and that she will offer to mediate for you: And they vow, that they will never hearken to any accommodation, or terms, that shall come from that quarter. They might speak out, and say, from any quarter; for I dare aver, that your brother and sister will not let them cool-At least, till their uncles have made such dispositions, and your father too, perhaps, as they would have them make.
As this letter will apprize you of an alteration in the place to which you must direct your next, I send by a friend of Mr. Hickman's, who may be depended upon. He has business in the neighbourhood of Mrs. Earlings, whom he knows; and will return to Mr. Hickman this night; and bring back any letter you shall have ready to send, or can get ready. It is moon-light. He won't mind waiting for you. I choose not to send by any of Mr. Hickman's servants;-at present, however. Every hour is now, or may be, important; and may make an alteration in your resolutions and situation necessary.
I hear, from where I sit, my mamma calling about her, and putting every-body into motion. She will soon, I suppose, make me, and my employment, the subject of her inquiry.
Adieu, my dear. May heaven preserve you, and restore you with honour as unsullied as your mind, to
Your ever-affectionate
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER VIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, to Miss Howe.
Thursday, P. M. April 13.
I am infinitely concerned, my ever-dear and everkind friend, that I am the sad occasion of the displeasure between your mamma and you. -How many unhappy persons have I made!-
Had I not to console myself, that my error is now owing to wicked precipitation, I should be the most miserable of all creatures. As it is, I am enough punished in the loss of my character, more valuable to me than my life; and in the cruel doubts and perplexities which, conflicting with my hopes, and each getting the victory by turns, harrow up my soul between them.
I think, however, that you should obey your mamma; and decline a correspondence with so unhappy a creature. -Take care how you fall into my error; for That began with carrying on a prohibited correspondence; which I thought it in my power to discontinue at pleasure. My talent is scribbling, and I the readier fell into this freedom, as I found delight in writing; having motives too, which I thought laudable; and, at one time, the permission of all my friends, to write to him.
Yet (altho' I am ready sometimes to discontinue a correspondence so dear to me, in order to make your mamma easy) what hurt could a letter now-and-then from each do? -Mine occasionally filled with self-accusation too! -So much prudence and discretion as you have; and lying under no temptation of following so bad an example, in writing to me.
I thank you most heartily for your kind offers. You may be assured, that I would sooner be beholden to you, than to any body living. To Mr. Lovelace the last. So, do not think, that by declining it, I have an intention to lay myself under obligations to him.
I am willing to hope, notwithstanding what you write, that I shall have my little money, together with my cloaths, sent me by my friends. They are too considerate, some of them, at least, to permit, that I should be put to such low difficulties. Perhaps, they will not be in haste to oblige me. But if not, I cannot yet want. -I believe you think, I must not dispute with him the expences of the road and lodgings, till I can get to a fixed one. But I hope soon to put an end even to those sort of obligations.
Small hopes, indeed, of a reconciliation, from your account of my uncle's visit to your mamma; to set her against an almost-friendless creature, whom once he loved! But is it not my duty to try for it? Ought to widen my error, by obstinacy and resentment, because of their resentment; which must appear reasonable to them, as they suppose my flight premeditated; and as they are made to believe, that I am capable of triumphing in it, and over them, with the man they hate? When I have done all in my power to restore myself to their favour, I shall have the less to reproach myself with. -These considerations make me waver about following your advice, in relation to marriage; especially, as he is so full of his complaisance, with regard to my former conditions, which he calls my injunctions. And, at the same time, that they dispose me not to go to any of the Ladies of his family, whose mediation my friends, as you tell me, have so strenuously declared against; I am ready to fix all my reliance on my cousin Morden. For I think, that if I can be secure in a tolerable state of independence, till he comes to England, all must then be determin'd, in a better manner, than by any other way.
Yet, if I cannot get this man to leave me, how shall terms to my friends be proposed? -If he do, and they should get me back again by force, which you think they would attempt but for fear of him; how will the severest acts of compulsion which they can have recourse to, be justified by my flight from them? -And while we are together, and unmarried, as you observe, what censures do I expose myself to! -And must I then, to save the poor remains of my reputation, in the world's eye, watch the gracious motion from this man's lips?
I will acquaint you, as you desire, with all that passes between us. Hitherto I have not discover'd any thing in his behaviour that is very exceptionable. Yet I cannot say, that I think the respect he shews me, an easy, unrestrained, and natural respect; altho' I can hardly tell where the fault is.
But he has doubtless an arrogant and incroaching spirit. Nor is he so polite as his education, and other advantages, might have made one expect him to be. He seems, in short, to be one, who has always had too much of his own will, to study to accommodate himself to that of others.
As to the placing of some confidence in him, I shall be as ready to take your advice in this particular, as in all others, and as he will be to deserve it. But tricked away as I was by him, not only against my judgment, but my inclination, can he, or any-body, expect, that I should immediately treat him with complaisance, as if I acknowleged obligation to him for carrying me away? -If I did, must he not either think me a vile dissembler before he gained that point, or afterwards?-
Indeed, indeed, my dear, I could tear my hair, on reconsidering what you write (as to the probability that the dreaded Wednesday was more dreaded than it needed to be), to think, that I should be thus trick'd by this man; and that, in all likelihood, thro' his vile agent Joseph Leman. So premeditated and elaborate a wickedness as it must be! -Must I not, with such a man, be wanting to myself, if I were not jealous and vigilant? -Yet what a life to live for a spirit so open, and naturally so unsuspicious, as mine?
I am obliged to Mr. Hickman for the assistance he is so kindly ready to give to our correspondence. He is so little likely to make to himself an additional merit with the daughter upon it, that I shall be very sorry, if he risk any thing with the mother by it.
I am now in a state of obligation: So must rest satisfy'd with whatever I cannot help. -Whom have I the power, once so precious to me, of obliging? - What I mean, my dear, is, that I ought, perhaps, to expect, that my influences over you are weakened by my indiscretion. Nevertheless, I will not, if I can help it, desert myself, nor give up the privilege you used to allow me, of telling you what I think of any part of your conduct which I may disapprove of.
You must permit me therefore [severe as your mamma is against an undesigning offender] to say, that I think your liveliness to her inexcusable-To pass over, for this time, what nevertheless concerns me not a little, the free treatment you almost indiscriminately give my relations.
If you will not, for your own sake, forbear such hauntings and impatiency as you repeat to me, let me beseech you, that you will for mine: -Since otherwise, your mamma may apprehend, that my example, like a leaven, is working itself into the mind of her beloved daughter. And may not such an apprehension give her an irreconcileable displeasure against me?
I inclose the copy of my letter to my sister, which you are desirous to see. You'll observe, that altho' I have not demanded my estate in form, and of my trustees, yet that I have hinted at leave to retire to it. How joyfully would I keep my word, if they would accept of the offer I renew! -It was not proper, I believe you'll think, on many accounts, to own that I was carry'd off, against my inclination.
I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever-obliged and affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER IX.

To Miss Arabella Harlowe.
Inclosed to Miss Howe in the preceding.
St. Alban's, Tuesday, Apr. 11.
My dear sister,
I have, I confess, been guilty of an action which carries with it a rash and undutiful appearance. And I should have thought it an inexcusable one, had I been used with less severity than I have been of late; and had I not had too great reason to apprehend, that I was to be made a sacrifice to a man I could not bear to think of. But what is done, is done-Perhaps I could wish it had not-and that I had trusted to the relenting of my dear and honoured parents. -Yet This from no other motives, but those of duty to them. -To whom I am ready to return [if I may not be permitted to retire to The Grove], on conditions which I before offered to comply with.
Nor shall I be in any sort of dependence upon the person by whose means I have taken this truly reluctant step, inconsistent with any reasonable engagement I shall enter into, if I am not farther precipitated.
Let me not have it to say, [now, at this important crisis!] that I have a sister, but not a firiend in her. My reputation, dearer to me than life (whatever you may imagine from the step I have taken), is suffering. A little lenity will, even yet, in a great measure, restore it; and make that pass for a temporary misunderstanding only, which otherwise will be a stain as durable as life, upon a creature who has already been treated with great unkindness, to use no harsher a word.
For your own sake therefore, for my brother's sake, who have thus precipitated me [I must say it!], and for all the family's sake, aggravate not my fault, if, on recollecting every thing, you think it one; nor by widening the unhappy difference, expose a sister for ever-Prays,
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.
I shall take it for a very great favour, to have my cloaths directly sent me, together with fifty guineas, which you'll find in my escritoire [of which I inclose the key]; as also the divinity and miscellany classes of my little library; and, if it be thought fit, my jewels-Directed for me, To be left at Mr. Osgood's, near Soho-Square -Till call'd for.

### v3 LETTER X.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Mr. Lovelace, in continuation of his last letter, No. vi. gives an account to his Friend, pretty much to the same effect with the Lady's, of what passed between them at the inns, in the journey, and till their fixing at Mrs. Sorlings's. To avoid repetition, those passages in his account are only extracted, which will serve to embellish hers; to open his views; or to display the humourous talent he was noted for.
At their alighting at the inn at St. Alban's on Monday night, thus he writes.
The people who came about us, as we alighted, seemed, by their jaw-fallen faces, and goggling eyes, to wonder at beholding a charming young lady, majesty in her air and aspect, so composedly dressed, yet with features so discomposed, come off a journey, which had made the cattle smoke, and the servants sweat. I read their curiosity, and my beloved's uneasiness. She cast a conscious glance as she alighted, upon her habit, which was no habit, and repulsively, as I may say, quitting my assisting hand, hurried into the house as fast as she could.
Ovid was not a greater master of metamorphoses than thy friend. To the mistress of the house I instantly changed her into a sister, brought off by surprize from a near relation's (where she had winter'd), to prevent her marrying a confounded Rake [I love always to go as near the truth as I can], whom her father and mother, her elder sister, and all her loving uncles, aunts, and cousins, abhorred. This accounted for my charmer's expected sullens; for her displeasure when she was to join me again, were it to hold; for her unsuitable dress upon a road; and, at the same time, gave her a proper and seasonable assurance of my honourable views.
Upon the debate between the lady and him, and particularly upon that part where she upbraids him with putting a young creature upon making a sacrifice of her duty and conscience, he writes-
All these, and still more mortifying things, she said.
I heard her in silence. But when it came to my turn, I pleaded, I argued, I answered her, as well as I could. -And when humility would not do, I raised my voice, and suffer'd my eye to sparkle with anger; hoping to take advantage of that sweet cowardice which is so amiable in the Sex [which many of them, indeed, fantastically affect], and to which my victory over this proud beauty is principally owing.
She was not intimidated, however; and was going to rise upon me in her temper; and would have broke in upon my defence. But when a man talks to a lady upon such subjects, let her be ever so much in Alt, 'tis strange, if he cannot throw out a tub to the whale;-if he cannot divert her from resenting one bold thing, by uttering two or three full as bold; but for which more favourable interpretations will lie.
To that part, where she tells him of the difficulty she made to correspond with him at first, thus he writes.
Very true, my precious! -And innumerable have been the difficulties thou hast made me struggle with. But one day thou mayest wish, that thou hadst spared this boast; as well as those other pretty haughtinesses, -That thou didst not reject Solmes for my sake: That my glory, if I valued myself upon carrying thee off, was thy shame: -That I have more merit with myself, than with thee, or any-body else: [What a coxcomb she makes me, Jack!] That thou wishest thyself in thy father's house again, whatever were to be the consequence. -If I forgive thee, charmer, for these hints, for these reflections, for these wishes, for these contempts, I am not the Lovelace I have been reputed to be; and that thy treatment of me shews that thou thinkest I am-
In short, her whole air throughout this debate, expressed a majestic kind of indignation, which implied a believed superiority of talents over the man she spoke to.
Thou hast heard me often expatiate upon the pitiful figure a man must make, whose wife has, or believes she has, more sense than himself. A thousand reasons could I give, why I ought not to think of marrying Miss Clarissa Harlowe: At least till I can be sure, that she loves me with the preference I must expect from a wife.
I begin to stagger in my resolutions. Ever averse as I was to the Hymeneal shackles, how easily will old prejudices recur! -Heaven give me the heart to be honest to her! -There's a prayer, Jack! -If I should not be heard, what a sad thing would that be, for the most admirable of women! -Yet, as I do not often trouble Heaven with my prayers, who knows but this may be granted?
But there lie before me such charming difficulties, such scenery for intrigue, for stratagem, for enterprize -What a horrible thing that my talents point all that way! -When I know what is honourable and just; and would almost wish to be honest? -Almost, I say; for such a varlet am I, that I cannot altogether wish it, for the soul of me! -Such a triumph over the whole Sex, if I can subdue this lady! -My maiden vow, as I may call it! -For did not the Sex begin with me? -And does this lady spare me? -Think'st thou, Jack, that I should have spared my Rosebud, had I been set at defiance thus? -Her grandmother besought me, at first, to spare her Rosebud; and when a girl is put, or puts herself, into a man's power, what can he wish for further? while I always consider'd opposition and resistance as a challenge to do my worst.
Why, why, will the dear creature take such pains to appear all ice to me? -Why will she, by her pride, awaken mine? -Hast thou not seen, in the above, how contemptibly she treats me? -What have I not suffer'd for her, and even from her? -Is it tolerable to be told, that she will despise me, if I value myself above that odious Solmes!-
Then she cuts me short in all my ardors. To vow fidelity, is, by a cursed turn upon me, to shew, that there is reason, in my own opinion, for doubt of it. - The very same reflection upon me, once before. In my power, or out of my power, all one to her. - So, Belford, my poor vows are cramm'd down my throat, before they can well rise to my lips. And what can a lover say to his mistress, if she will neither let him lye nor swear?
One little piece of artifice I had recourse to: When she push'd so hard for me to leave her, I made a request to her, upon a condition she could not refuse; and pretended as much gratitude upon her granting it, as if it were a favour of the last consequence.
And what was This? but to promise what she had before promised, Never to marry any other man, while I am living, and single, unless I should give her cause for high disgust against me. This, you know, was promising nothing, because she could be offended at any time; and was to be the sole judge of the offence. But it shew'd her, how reasonable and just my expectations were; and that I was no encroacher.
She consented; and ask'd, What security I expected?
Her word only.
She gave me her word: But I besought her excuse for sealing it: And, in the same moment [since to have waited for consent, would have been asking for a denial], saluted her. And, believe me, or not, but, as I hope to live, it was the first time I had the courage to touch her charming lips with mine. And This I tell thee, Belford, that That single pressure (as modestly put too, as if I were as much a virgin as herself, that she might not be afraid of me another time) delighted me more than ever I was delighted by the Ultimatum with any other woman. -So precious does awe, reverence, and apprehended prohibition, make a favour!
I am only afraid, that I shall be too cunning; for she does not at present talk enough for me. I hardly know what to make of the dear creature yet.
I topt the brother's part on Monday night before the landlady at St. Albans; asking my sister's pardon for carrying her off so unprepar'd for a journey; prated of the joy my father and mother, and all our friends, would have on receiving her; and This with so many circumstances, that I perceived, by a look she gave me, that went thro' my very reins, that I had gone too far. I apologiz'd for it, indeed, when alone; but I could not penetrate for the soul of me, whether I made the matter better or worse by it. -But I am of too frank a nature: My success, and the joy I have, because of the jewel I am half in possession of, has not only unlock'd my bosom, but left the door quite open.
This is a confounded sly Sex. Would she but speak out, as I do-But I must learn reserves of her.
She must needs be unprovided of money: But has too much pride to accept of any from me. I would have her go to town [to town, if possible, must I get her to consent to go], in order to provide herself with the richest of silks which That can afford. But neither is this to be assented to. And yet, as my intelligencer acquaints me, her implacable relations are resolved to distress her all they can.
These wretches have been most gloriously raving, it seems, ever since her flight; and still, thank Heaven, continue to rave; and will, I hope, for a twelve-month to come. -Now, at last, it is my day!-
Bitterly do they regret, that they permitted her poultry-visits, and garden-walks, which gave her the opportunity they know she had (tho' they could not find out how) to concert, as they suppose, her pre-concerted escape. For, as to her dining in the Ivy-bower, they had a cunning design to answer upon her in that permission, as Betty told Joseph her love.
They lost, they say, an excellent pretence for more closely confining her, on my threatening to rescue her, if they offer'd to carry her against her will to old Antony's moated house. For this, as I told thee at the Hart, and as I once hinted to the dear creature herself, they had it in deliberation to do; apprehending, that I might attempt to carry her off, either with or without her consent, on some one of those connived-at excursions.
But here my honest Joseph, who gave me the information, was of admirable service to me. I had taught him to make the Harlowes believe, that I was as communicative to my servants, as their stupid James was to Joseph: Joseph, as they supposed, by tampering with Will, got at all my secrets, and was acquainted with all my motions: And having undertaken to watch all his young Lady's too; the wise family were secure; and so was my beloved, and so was I.
I once had it in my head [and I hinted it to thee in a former,] in case such a step should be necessary, to attempt to carry her off by surprize from the wood-house; as it is remote from the dwelling-house. This, had I attempted, I should certainly have effected, by the help of the Confraternity: And it would have been an action worthy of us All. -But Joseph's conscience, as he called it, stood in my way; for he thought, it must have been known to be done by his connivance. I could, I dare say, have overcome this scruple, as easily as I did many of his others, had I not depended, at one time, upon her meeting me at a midnight or late hour; when, if she had, it would have cost me a fall, had she gone back; at other times, upon the cunning family's doing my work for me, by driving her into my arms.
And then I knew, that James and Arabella were determin'd never to leave off their foolish trials and provocations, till, by tiring her out, they had either made her Solmes's wife; or guilty of such a rashness as should throw her for ever out of the favour of both her uncles.

### v3 LETTER XI.

Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
I obliged the dear creature highly, I could perceive, by bringing Mrs. Greme to attend her, and to suffer that good woman's recommendation of lodgings to take place, on her refusal to go to the Lawn.
She must observe, that all my views were honourable, when I had provided for her no particular lodgings, leaving it to her choice, whether she'd go to M. Hall, to the Lawn, to London, or to either of my aunts.
She was visibly pleased with my motion of putting Mrs. Greme into the chaise with her, and riding on horseback myself.
Some people would have been apprehensive of what might pass between her and Mrs. Greme. But as all my relations know the justice of my intentions by her, I was in no pain on that account. Especially as I had been always above hypocrisy, or wanting to be thought better than I am. And indeed, what occasion has a man to be an hypocrite, who has hitherto found his views upon the Sex better answer'd, for his being known to be a rake? -Why, even my beloved here, deny'd not to correspond with me, tho' her friends had taught her to think me one. -Who then would be trying a new and worse character?
And then Mrs. Greme is a pious matron; who would not have been biass'd against the truth on any consideration. She used formerly, while there were any hopes of my reformation, to pray for me. She hardly continues the good custom, I doubt; for her worthy Lord makes no scruple, occasionally, to rave against me to man, woman, and child, as they come in his way. He is very undutiful, as thou knowest. Surely, I may say so; since all duties are reciprocal. But for Mrs. Greme, poor woman! when my Lord has the gout, and is at the Lawn, and the chaplain not to be found, she prays by him, or reads a chapter to him in the Bible, or some other good book.
Was it not therefore right, to introduce such a good sort of woman to my beloved; and to leave them, without reserve, to their own talk? -And very busy in talk I saw they were, as they rode; and felt it too -For most charmingly glowed my cheeks.
I hope I shall be honest, I once more say: But as we frail mortals are not our own masters, at all times, I must endeavour to keep the dear creature unapprehensive, until I can get her to our acquaintance's in London, or to some other safe place there. Should I, in the interim, give her the least room for suspicion; or offer to restrain her, or refuse to leave her at her own will; she can make her appeals to strangers, and call the country in upon me; and, perhaps, throw herself upon her relations, on their own terms. And were I now to lose her, how unworthy should I be, to be the prince and leader of such a confraternity as ours! -How unable to look up among men! or to shew my face among women! -As things at present stand, she dare not own, that she went off against her own consent; and I have taken care to make all the Implacables believe, that she escaped with it.
She has received an answer from Miss Howe, to the letter written to her from St. Albans.
Whatever are the contents, I know not; but she was drown'd in tears; and I am the sufferer.
Miss Howe is a charming creature too; but confoundedly smart, and spiritful. I am a good deal afraid of her. Her mother can hardly keep her in. I must continue to play off old Antony, by my honest Joseph, upon That Mother, in order to manage That daughter, and oblige my Beloved to an absolute dependence upon myself.
Mistress Howe is impatient of contradiction. So is Miss. A young lady who is sensible that she has all the maternal requisites herself, to be under maternal controul;-fine ground for a man of intrigue to build upon! -A mother over-notable; a daughter over-sensible; and their Hickman, who is-over-neither, but merely a passive-
Only that I have an object still more desirable!-
Yet how unhappy, that these two young ladies lived so near each other, and are so well acquainted! Else how charmingly might I have managed them both!
But one man cannot have every woman worth having. -Pity tho'-when the man is such a VERY clever fellow!

### v3 LETTER XII.

Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
Never was there such a pair of scribbling lovers as we; -Yet perhaps whom it so much concerns to keep from each other what each writes. She won't have any thing else to do. I would, if she'd let me. I am not reform'd enough for a husband. -Patience is a virtue, Lord M. says. Slow and sure, is another of his sentences. If I had not a great deal of that virtue, I should not have waited the Harlowes own time of ripening into execution my plots upon Themselves, and upon their Goddess-daughter.
My beloved has been writing to her saucy friend, I believe, all that has befallen her, and what has pass'd between us hitherto. She will possibly have fine subjects for her pen, if she be as minute as I am to thee.
I would not be so barbarous, as to permit old Antony to set Goody Howe against her, did I not dread the consequences of the correspondence between the two young ladies. So lively the one, so vigilant, so prudent both, who would not wish to outwit such girls, and to be able to twirl them round his finger?
My charmer has written to her sister for her cloaths, for some gold, and for some of her books. What books can tell her more than she knows? But I can. So she had better study me.
She may write. She must be obliged to me at last, with all her pride. Miss Howe will be ready enough, indeed, to supply her; but I question, whether she can do it without her mother, who is as covetous as the grave. And my agent's agent Antony has already given the mother a hint, which will make her jealous of pecuniaries.
Besides, if Miss Howe has money by her, I can put her mother upon borrowing it of her. -Nor blame me, Jack, for contrivances that have their foundation in generosity. Thou knowest my spirit; and that I should be proud to lay an obligation upon my charmer, to the amount of half my estate. Lord M. has more for me than I can ever wish for. My predominant passion is Girl, not Gold; nor value I This, but as it helps me to That, and gives me independence.
I was forced to put it into the sweet novice's head, as well for my sake as for hers (lest we should be traceable by her direction), whither to direct the sending of her cloaths, if they incline to do her that small piece of justice.
If they do, I shall begin to dread a reconciliation; and must be forced to muse for a contrivance or two, to prevent it; and to avoid mischief. For that (as I have told honest Joseph Leman) is a great point with me.
Thou wilt think me a sad fellow, I doubt. -But are not all rakes sad fellows? -And thou, to thy little power, as bad as any? If thou dost all that's in thy head and in thy heart to do, thou art worse than me; for I do not, I assure thee.
I proposed, and she consented, that her cloaths, or whatever else her relations should think fit to send her, should be directed to thee, at thy cousin Osgood's. - Let a special messenger, at my charge, bring me any letter, or portable parcel, that shall come. -If not portable, give me notice of it. But thou'lt have no trouble of this sort from her relations, I dare be sworn. And, in this assurance, I will leave them, I think, to act upon their own heads. A man would have no more to answer for than needs must.
But one thing, while I think of it [It is of great importance to be attended to]-You must hereafter write to me in character, as I shall do to you. How know we into whose hands our letters may fall? It would be a confounded thing to be blown up by a train of one's own laying.
Another thing remember; I have chang'd my name: Chang'd it without an act of parliament. "Robert Huntingford" it is now. Continue Esquire. It is a respectable addition, altho' every sorry fellow assumes it, almost to the banishment of the usual travelling one of Captain. "To be left till called for at the posthouse at Hertford."
Upon naming thee, she asked thy character. I gave thee a better than thou deservest, in order to do credit to myself. Yet I told her, that thou wert an aukward puppy; and This to do credit to Thee, that she may not, if ever she is to see thee, expect a cleverer fellow than she'll find; yet thy apparent aukwardness befriends thee not a little: For wert thou a sightly varlet, people would discover nothing extraordinary in thee, when they convers'd with thee: Whereas seeing a bear, they are surpriz'd to find in thee any thing that is like a man. Felicitate thyself then upon thy defects; which are so evidently thy principal perfections, and which occasion thee a distinction thou wouldst otherwise never have.
The lodgings we are in at present are not convenient. I was so delicate as to find fault with them, as communicating with each other, because I knew the lady would; and told her, That were I sure she was safe from pursuit, I would leave her in them, since such was her earnest desire. The devil's in't, if I don't banish even the shadow of mistrust from her heart. She must be an infidel against all reason and appearances, if I don't.
Here are two young likely girls, daughters of the widow Sorlings; that's the name of our landlady.
I have only, at present, admir'd them in their dairy-works. How greedily do the whole Sex swallow praise! -So pleas'd was I with the youngest, for the elegance of her works, that I kiss'd her, and she made me a courtesy for my condescension; and blush'd, and seem'd sensible all over: Encouragingly, yet innocently, she adjusted her handkerchief, and looked towards the door, as much as to say, She would not tell, were I to kiss her again.
Her elder sister popt upon her. The conscious girl blush'd again, and look'd so confounded, that I made an excuse for her, which gratify'd both. Mrs. Betty, said I, I have been so much pleas'd with the neatness of your dairy-works, that I could not help saluting your sister: You have your share of merit in them, I am sure-Give me leave-
Good souls! -I like them both. -She courtesied too! -How I love a grateful temper! O that my Miss Harlowe were but half so acknowleging!
I think I must get one of them to attend my charmer, when she removes. -The mother seems to be a notable woman. She had not best, however, be too notable: For, were she by suspicion to give a face of difficulty to the matter, it would prepare me for a tryal with one or both the daughters.
Allow me a little rhodomontade, Jack! -But really and truly, my heart is fix'd. I can think of no creature breathing of the sex, but my Gloriana.

### v3 LETTER XIII.

From Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
This is Wednesday; the day that I was to have lost my charmer for ever! -With what high satisfaction and hearts-ease can I now sit down, and triumph over my men in straw at Harlowe-Place! Yet 'tis perhaps best for them, that she got off as she did. Who knows what consequences might have follow'd upon my attending her in; or (if she had not met me) upon my projected visit, followed by my Myrmidons?
But had I even gone in with her un-accompany'd, I think I had but little reason for apprehension: For well thou knowest, that the tame Spirits which value themselves upon reputation, and are held within the skirts of the law by political considerations only, may be compar'd to an infectious spider; which will run into his hole the moment one of his threads is touched by a finger that can crush him, leaving all his toils defenceless, and to be brush'd down at the will of the potent invader. While a silly fly, that has neither courage nor strength to resist, no sooner gives notice by its buz and its struggle, of its being intangled, but out steps the self-circumscribed tyrant, winds round and round the poor insect, till he covers it with his bowel-spun toils; and when so fully secured, that it can neither move leg nor wing, suspends it, as if for a spectacle to be exulted over: Then stalking to the door of his cell, turns about, glotes over it at a distance; and, sometimes advancing, sometimes retireing, preys at leisure upon its vitals.
But now I think of it, will not this comparison do as well for the intangled girls, as for the tame spirits? -Better o' my conscience! -'Tis but comparing the spider to us brave fellows; and it quadrates.
Whatever our hearts are in, our heads will follow. Begin with spiders, with flies, with what we will, the Girl is the centre of gravity, and we all naturally tend to it.
Nevertheless, to recur; I cannot but observe, that these tame spirits stand a poor chance in a fairly offensive war with such of us mad fellows, as are above all law, and scorn to skulk behind the hypocritical screen of reputation.
Thou knowest, that I never scrupled to throw myself among numbers of adversaries; the more the safer: One or two, no fear, will take the part of a single adventurer, if not intentionally, in fact: holding him in, while others hold in the principal antagonist, to the augmentation of their mutual prowess, still both are prevailed upon to compromise, or one to absent. So that upon the whole, the law-breakers have the advantage of the law-keepers, all the world over; at least for a time, till they have run to the end of their race. -Add to this, in the question between me and the Harlowes, that the whole family of them must know that they have injur'd me-Did they not, at their own church, cluster together like bees, when they saw me enter it? Nor knew they which should venture out first, when the Service was over
James, indeed, was not there. If he had, he would perhaps have endeavour'd to look valiant. But there is a sort of valour in the face, which, by its over-bluster, shews fear in the heart: Just such a face would James Harlowe's have been, had I made them a visit.
When I have had such a face and such a heart as that to deal with, I have been all calm and serene, and left it to the friends of such a one, as I have done to the Harlowes, to do my work for me.
I am about mustering up in my memory, all that I have ever done, that has been thought praise-worthy, or but barely tolerable. I am afraid thou canst not help me to many remembrances of this sort; because I never was so bad as since I have known thee.
Have I not had it in my heart to do some good that thou canst remind me of? Study for me, Jack. I have recollected several instances, which I think will tell in: -But see if thou canst not help me to some which I may have forgot.
This I may venture to say, That the principal blot in my escutcheon is owing to these Girls, these confounded Girls. But for Them, I could go to church with a good conscience: But when I do, There they are. Every-where does Satan spread his snares for me!
But, now I think of it, what if our governors should appoint churches for the women only, and others for the men? -Full as proper, I think, for the promoting of true piety in both, [Much better than the synagogue-lattices] as separate boarding-schools for their education.
There are already male and female dedications of churches.
St. Swithin's, St. Stephen's, St. Thomas's, St. George's, and so forth, might be appropriated to the men; and the Santa Katharina's, Santa Anna's, Santa Maria's, Santa Margaretta's, for the women!
Yet, were it so, and life to be the forfeiture of being found at the female churches, I believe I should, like a second Clodius, change my dress, to come at my Portia or Calpurnia, tho' one the daughter of a Cato, the other the wife of a Caesar.
But how I excurse! -Yet thou usedst to say, thou likedst my excursions. If thou dost, thou'lt have enow of them: For I never had a subject I so much adored; and with which I shall probably be compelled to have so much patience, before I strike the blow; if the blow I do strike.
But let me call myself back to my recordation-subject -Thou needest not to remind me of my Rosebud. I have her in my head; and moreover have contrived to give my fair-one an hint of that affair, by the agency of honest Joseph Leman; altho' I have not reaped the hoped-for credit of her acknowlegement.-
That's the devil; and it was always my hard fate- Every thing I do that is good, is but as I ought! - Every thing of a contrary nature is brought into the most glaring light against me! -Is this fair? Ought not a balance to be struck? and the credit carried to my account? -Yet I must own too, that I half grudge Johnny this blooming maiden; for, in truth, I think a fine woman too rich a jewel to hang about a poor man's neck.
Surely, Jack, if I am in a fault in my universal adorations of the sex, the women in general ought to love me the better for it.
And so they do, I thank them heartily; except here and there a covetous little rogue comes cross me, who, under the pretence of loving virtue for its own take, wants to have me all to herself.-
I have rambled enough.-
Adieu, for the present.

### v3 LETTER XIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Night, April 13.
I always lov'd writing, and my unhappy situation gives me now enough of it; and you, I fear, too much. -I have had another very warm debate with Mr. Lovelace. It brought on the subject, which you advised me not to decline, when it handsomely offer'd. And I want to have either your acquittal or blame for having suffer'd it to go off without effect.
The impatient wretch sent up to me several times while I was writing my last to you, to desire my company; yet his business nothing particular; only to hear him talk. The man seems pleased with his own volubility; and, whenever he has collected together abundance of smooth things, he wants me to find ears for them. -Yet he need not: for I don't often gratify him either with giving him the praise, or shewing the pleasure in his verboseness, that he would be fond of.
When I had dispatch'd the letter, and given it to Mr. Hickman's friend, I was going up again: But he be fought me to stop, and hear what he had to say.
Nothing, as I said, to any new purpose-but complainings, and those in a manner, and with an air, and I thought, that bordered upon insolence: -He could not live, he told me, unless he had more of my company, and of my indulgence too, than I had yet given him.
Hereupon I stept into the parlour, not a little out of humour with him; and the more, as he has very quietly taken up his quarters here, without talking of removing.
We began presently our angry conference. He provoked me; and I repeated several of the plainest things I had said before; and particularly told him that I was every hour more and more dissatisfy'd with myself, and with him: That he was not a man, who, in my opinion, improv'd upon acquaintance: And that I should not be easy till he had left me to myself.
He might be surprized at my warmth, perhaps. - But really the man looked so like a simpleton; hesitating, and having nothing to say for himself, or that should excuse the peremptoriness of his demand upon the [when he knew I was writing a letter, which a gentleman waited for], that I flung from him, declaring, that I would be mistress of my own time, and of my own actions, without being called to account for either.
He was very uneasy till he could again be admitted into my company. And when I was obliged to see him, which was sooner than I liked, never did man put on a more humble and respectful demeanour.
He told me, That he had, upon this occasion, been entering into himself, and had found a great deal of reason to blame himself for an impatiency and inconsideration, which, altho' he meant nothing by it, must be very disagreeable to one of my delicacy. That having always aimed at a manly sincerity and openness of heart, he had not till now discover'd, that both were very consistent with that true politeness, which he feared he had too much disregarded, while he sought to avoid the contrary extreme; knowing, that in me he had to deal with a lady, who despised an hypocrite, and who was above all flattery. But, from this time forth, I should find such an alteration in his whole behaviour, as might be expected from a man, who knew himself to be honoured with the presence and conversation of a person, who had the most delicate mind in the world-that was his flourish.
I said, That he might perhaps expect congratulation upon the discovery he had just now made, That true politeness and sincerity were very compatible: But that I, who had, by a perverse fate, been thrown into his company, had abundant reason for regret, that he had not sooner found this out: -Since, I believed, very few men of birth and education were strangers to it.
He knew not, neither, he said, that he had so badly behav'd himself, as to deserve so very severe a rebuke.
Perhaps not. But he might, if so, make another discovery from what I had said; which might be to my own disadvantage: Since, if he had so much reason to be satisfied with himself, he would see what an ungenerous person he spoke to, who, when he seem'd to give himself airs of humility, which, perhaps, he thought beneath him to assume, had not the civility to make him a compliment upon them; but was ready to take him at his word.
He had long, with infinite pleasure, the pretended flattery-hater said, admired my superior talents, and a wisdom in so young a Lady, perfectly surprising!
Lady he calls me, at every word, perhaps in compliment to himself. As I endeavour to repeat his words with exactness, you'll be pleased, once for all, to excuse me for repeating This. I have no title to it. And I am sure I am too much mortify'd at present to take any pride in that, or any other of his compliments.
Let him stand ever so low in my opinion, he said, he should believe all were just; and that he had nothing to do, but to govern himself for the future by my example, and by the standard I should be pleased to give him.
I told him, I knew better, than to value myself upon his volubility of speech: As he pretended to pay so preferable a regard to sincerity, he should confine himself to the strict rules of truth, when he spoke of me, to myself: And then, although he should be so kind as to imagine, he had reason to make me a compliment, he would have much more to pride himself in his arts, that had made so extraordinary a young creature so great a fool.-
Really, my dear, the man deserves not politer treatment! -And then has he not made a fool, an egregious fool, of me? -I am afraid he thinks so himself.-
He was surpriz'd! He was amaz'd! at so strange a turn upon him! -He was very unhappy, that nothing he could do or say would give me a good opinion of him. He wish'd I would let him know, what he could do to obtain my confidence.-
I told him, I desir'd his absence, of all things. I saw not, that my friends thought it worth their while to give me disturbance: Therefore, if he would set out for London, or Berkshire, or whither he pleased, it would be most agreeable to me, and most reputable too.
He would do so, he said, he intended to do so, the moment I was in a place to my liking-in a place convenient for me.
This would be so, I told him, when he was not here, to break in upon me, and make the apartments inconvenient.
He did not think this place safe; and as I had not had thoughts of staying here, he had not been so solicitous, as otherwise he should have been, to injoin privacy to his servants, nor to Mrs. Greme, at her leaving me; and there were two or three gentlemen in the neighbourhood, he said, with whose servants his gossiping rascals had scraped acquaintance: So that he could not think of leaving me here unguarded and unattended. -But fix upon any place in England, where I could be out of danger, and undiscovered, and he would go to the furthermost part of the king's dominions, if, by doing so, he could make me easy.
I told him plainly, that I should never be in humour with myself for meeting him; nor with him, for seducing me away: That my regrets increased, instead of diminished: That my reputation was wounded: That nothing I could do would now retrieve it: And that he must not wonder, if I every hour grew more and more uneasy both with myself and him: That upon the whole, I was willing to take care of myself; and when he had left me, I should best know what to resolve upon, and whither to go.
He wish'd, he said, he were at liberty, without giving me offence, or being thought to intend to infringe upon the articles that I had stipulated and insisted upon, to make one humble proposal to me. - But the sacred regard he was determin'd to pay to all my injunctions (reluctantly as I had on Monday last put it into his power to serve me), would not permit him to make it, unless I would promise to excuse him, if I did not approve of it.
I asked, in some confusion, What he would say?
He prefaced and paraded on; and then out came, with great diffidence, and many apologies, and a bashfulness which sat very aukwardly upon him, a proposal of speedy solemnization: Which, he said, would put all right: would make my first three or four months, which otherwise must be passed in obscurity and apprehension, a round of visits and visitings to and from all his relations; To Miss Howe; To whom I pleased: And would pave the way to the reconciliation I had so much at heart.
Your advice had great weight with me just then, as well as his reasons, and the consideration of my unhappy situation: But what could I say? I wanted somebody to speak for me: I could not, all at once, act as if I thought, that all punctilio was at an end. I was unwilling to suppose it was so soon.
The man saw I was not angry at his motion. I only blush'd up to the ears; that I am sure I did: Look'd silly, and like a fool.
He wants not courage. Would he have had me catch at his first, at his very first word? -I was silent too! -And do not the bold sex take silence for a mark of favour? -Then, so lately in my father's house. Having, also, declared to him in my letters, before I had your advice, that I would not think of marriage, till he had passed thro' a state of probation, as I may call it-How was it possible, I could encourage, with very ready signs of approbation, such an early proposal? especially so soon after the free treatment he had provoked from me. -If I were to die, I could not.
He look'd at me with great confidence; as if (notwithstanding his contradictory bashfulness) he would look me through, while my eye but now-and-then could glance at him. He begg'd my pardon with great obsequiousness: He was afraid I would think he deserv'd no other answer, but that of a contemptuous silence. True Love was fearful of offending -[Take care, Lovelace, thought I, how yours is tried by that rule]. Indeed so sacred a regard [foolish man!] would he have to all my declarations made before I honour'd him-
I would hear him no further; but withdrew in too visible confusion, and left him to make his nonsensical flourishes to himself.
I will only add, that, if he really wishes for a speedy solemnization, he never could have had a luckier time to press for my consent to it. But he let it go off; and indignation has taken place of it: And now it shall be my point, to get him at a distance from me.
I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever faithful and obliged servant,
Cl. H.

### v3 LETTER XV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
What can be done with a woman who is above flattery, and despises all praise but that which flows from the approbation of her own heart?
But why will this admirable creature urge her destiny? Why will she defy the power she is absolutely dependent upon? -Why will she still wish to my face, that she had never left her father's house? - Why will she deny me her company, till she makes me lose my patience, and lay myself open to her resentment? -And why, when she is offended, does she carry her indignation to the utmost length, that a scornful beauty, in the very height of her power and pride, can go?
Is it prudent, think'st thou, in her circumstances, to tell me, repeatedly to tell me, That she is every hour more and more dissatisfy'd with herself and me? That I am not one, who improve upon her, in my conversation and address? [Couldst thou, Jack, bear this from a captive!] That she shall not be easy while she is with me? That she was thrown upon me by a perverse fate? That she knew better than to value herself upon my volubility? That if I thought she deserv'd the compliments I made her, I might pride myself in my arts, which had made a fool of so extraordinary a person? That she should never forgive herself for meeting me, nor me for seducing her away? [Her very words!] That her regrets increase instead of diminish? That she would take care of herself; and since her friends thought it not worth while to pursue her, she would be left to that care? That I should make Mrs. Sorlings's house more agreeable by my absence? -And, go to Berks, to town, or wherever I would [to the devil, I suppose], with all her heart?
The impolitic charmer! -To a temper so vindictive as she thinks mine! To a free-liver, as she believes me to be, who has her in his power! -I was before, as thou knowest, balancing; now this scale, now that, the heaviest. I only waited to see how her will would work, how mine would lead me on. Thou seest what biass hers takes-And wilt thou doubt that mine will be determin'd by it? -Were not her faults before this numerous enough? -Why will she put me upon looking back?-
I will sit down to argue with myself by-and-by, and thou shalt be acquainted with the result.
If thou knewest, if thou but beheldest, the abject slave she made me look like! -I had given myself high airs, as she call'd them: But they were airs that shew'd my love for her: That shew'd I could not live out of her company. But she took me down with a vengeance! She made me look about me. So much advantage had she over me; such severe turns upon me; by my soul, Jack, I had hardly a word to say for myself. I am asham'd to tell thee, what a poor creature she made me look like! -But I could have told her something that would have humbled her pretty pride at the instant, had she been in a proper place, and proper company about her.
To such a place then-and where she cannot fly me-And then to see how my will works, and what can be done by the amorous See-saw; now humble; now proud; now expecting, or demanding; now submitting, or acquiescing-till I have tired resistance. But these hints are at present enough-I may further explain myself as I go along; and as I confirm or recede in my future motions. -If she will revive past disobligations! -If she will-But no more-No more, as I said, at present, of threatenings.

### v3 LETTER XVI.

Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
And do I not see that I shall need nothing but patience, in order to have all power with me? For what shall we say, if all these complaints of a character wounded; these declarations of increasing regrets for meeting me; of resentments never to be got over for my seducing her away: These angry commands to leave her: -What shall we say, If all were to mean nothing but Matrimony? -And what if my forbearing to enter upon that subject come out to be the true cause of her petulance and uneasiness?
I had once before play'd about the skirts of the irrevocable obligation; but thought myself obliged to speak in clouds, and to run away from the subject, as soon as she took my meaning, lest she should imagine it to be ungenerously urged, now she was in some sort in my power, as she had forbid me, beforehand, to touch upon it, till I were in a state of visible reformation, and till a reconciliation with her friends were probable. But now, out-argued, out-talented, and pushed so vehemently to leave one, whom I had no good pretence to hold, if she would go; and who could so easily, if I had given her cause to doubt, have thrown herself into other protection, or have return'd to Harlowe-Place and Solmes; I spoke out upon the subject, and offer'd reasons, altho' with infinite doubt and hesitation [lest she should be offended at me, Belford!] why she should assent to the legal tie, and make me the happiest of men. And O how the mantled cheek, the downcast eye, the silent, yet trembling lip, and the heaving bosom, a sweet collection of heighten'd beauties, gave evidence, that the tender was not mortally offensive!
Charming creature, thought I [But I charge thee, that thou let not any of the sex know my exultation] Is it so soon come to this? -Am I already lord of the destiny of a Clarissa Harlowe! -Am I already the reformed man thou resolvedst I should be, before I had the least encouragement given me? Is it thus, that the more thou knowest me, the less thou seest reason to approve of me? -And can art and design enter into a breast so celestial; To banish me from thee, to insist so rigorously upon my absence, in order to bring me closer to thee, and make the blessing dear? -Well do thy arts justify mine; and encourage me to let loose my plotting genius upon thee.
But let me tell thee, charming maid, if thy wishes are at all to be answer'd, that thou hast yet to account to me for thy reluctance to go off with me, at a crisis when thy going off was necessary to avoid being forced into the nuptial setters with a wretch, that were he not thy aversion, thou wert no more honest to thy own merit, than to me.
I am accustomed to be preferr'd, let me tell thee, by thy equals in rank too, tho' thy inferiors in merit; but who is not so! And shall I marry a woman, who has given me reason to doubt the preference she has for me?
No, my dearest love,-I have too sacred a regard for thy injunctions, to let them be broke thro', even by thyself. Nor will I take-in thy full meaning, by blushing silence only. Nor shalt thou give me room to doubt, whether it be necessity or love, that inspires this condescending impulse.
Upon these principles, what had I to do, but to construe her silence into contemptuous displeasure? And I begg'd her pardon, for making a motion, which, I had so much reason to fear, would offend her: For the future I would pay a sacred regard to her previous injunctions, and prove to her, by all my conduct, the truth of that observation, That true love is always fearful of offending!-
And what could the Lady say to this? methinks thou askest.
Say! -Why she look'd vex'd, disconcerted, teaz'd; was at a loss, as I thought, whether to be more angry with herself, or me. She turn'd about, however, as if to hide a starting tear; and drew a sigh into two or three but just audible quavers, trying to suppress it; and withdrew, leaving me master of the field.
Tell me not of politeness: Tell me not of generosity: Tell me not of compassion: -Is she not a match for me? More than a match? Does she not out-do me at every fair weapon? Has she not made me doubt her love? Has she not taken officious pains to declare, that she was not averse to Solmes for any respect she had to me? and her sorrow for putting herself out of his reach; that is to say, for meeting me?
Then what a triumph would it be to the Harlowe pride, were I now to marry this Lady? -A family beneath my own! -No one in it worthy of an alliance with, but her! -My own estate not contemptible! - Living within the bounds of it, to avoid dependence upon their betters, and obliged to no man living! -My expectations still so much more considerable-My person, my talents-not to be despised, surely-Yet rejected by them with scorn: -Obliged to carry on an underhand address to their daughter, when two of the most considerable families in the kingdom have made overtures, which I have declined, partly for her sake, and partly because I never will marry, if she be not the person: To be forced to steal her away; not only from them, but from herself: -And must I be brought to implore forgiveness and reconciliation from the Harlowes? -Beg to be acknowleged as the son of a gloomy tyrant, whose only boast is his riches? As a brother to a wretch, who has conceived immortal hatred to me; and to a sister who was beneath my attempts, or I would have had her in my own way, [and that with a tenth part of the trouble and pains, that her sister, whom she has so barbarously insulted, has cost me, yet not a step advanced with her?] And, finally, as a nephew to uncles, who valuing themselves upon their acquired fortunes, would insult me, as creeping to them on that account? -Forbid it the blood of the Lovelaces, that your last, and, let me say, not the meanest of your stock, should thus creep, thus fawn, thus lick the dust, for a Wife!-
Proceed anon.

### v3 LETTER XVII.

From Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
But is it not the divine Clarissa [Harlowe let me not say; my soul spurns them all but her] whom I am thus by implication threatening? -If virtue be the true nobility, how is she ennobled, and how would an alliance with her ennoble, were there no drawbacks from the family she is sprung from, and prefers to me?
But again, let me stop. -Is there not something wrong; has there not been something wrong in this divine creature? -And will not the reflections upon that wrong [what tho' it may be construed in my favour?] make me unhappy, when novelty has lost its charms, and she is mind and person all my own? - Libertines are nicer, if at all nice, than other men. They seldom meet with the stand of virtue in the women whom they attempt. And by those they have met with, they judge of all the rest. Importunity and Opportunity no woman is proof against, especially from a persevering lover, who knows how to suit temptations to inclinations. This, thou knowest, is a prime article of the rake's creed.
And what! (methinks thou askest with surprize) Dost thou question this most admirable of women? - The virtue of a Clarissa dost thou question?
I do not, I dare not question it. My reverence for her will not let me, directly, question it. But let me, in my turn, ask thee-Is not, may not her virtue be founded rather in pride than principle? - Whose daughter is she? -And is she not a daughter? If impeccable, how came she by her impeccability? -The pride of setting an example to her sex has run away with her hitherto, and may have made her till now invincible-But is not that pride abated? - What may not both men and women be brought to do, in a mortify'd state? What mind is superior to calamity? -Pride is perhaps the principal bulwark of female virtue. Humble a woman, and may she not be effectually humbled?
Then who says, Miss Clarissa Harlowe is the paragon of virtue? Is virtue itself?
All who know her, and have heard of her, it will be answer'd.
Common bruit! -Is virtue to be established by common bruit only? -Has her virtue ever been proved? -Who has dared to try her virtue?
I told thee, I would sit down to argue with myself; and I have drawn myself into the argumentation before I was aware.
Let me enter into a strict discussion of this subject.
I know how ungenerous an appearance what I have said, and what I have farther to say, on this topic, will have from me: But am I not bringing virtue to the touchstone, with a view to exalt it, if it come out to be virtue? -Avaunt then, for one moment, all consideration that may arise from a weakness, which some would miscall gratitude; and is oftentimes the corrupter of a heart not ignoble!
To the test then. And I will bring this charming creature to the strictest test, that all the sex, who may be shewn any passages in my letters [And I know thou chearest the hearts of all thy acquaintance with such detached parts of mine, as tend not to dishonour characters, or reveal names. And this gives me an appetite to oblige thee by interlardment] that all the sex, I say, may see what they ought to be; what is expected from them; and if they have to deal with a person of reflection and punctilio [pride, if thou wilt], how careful they ought to be, by a regular and uniform conduct, not to give him cause to think lightly of them, by favours granted, which may be interpreted into natural weakness. For is not a wife the keeper of a man's honour? And do not her faults bring more disgrace upon a husband, than even upon herself?
It is not for nothing, Jack, that I have disliked the life of shackles!-
To the test, then, as I said, since now I have the question brought home to me, Whether I am to have a wife? And whether she be to be a wife at the first, or at the second hand?
I will proceed fairly; I will do the dear creature not only strict, but generous justice; for I will try her by her own judgment, as well as by our principles.
She blames herself for having corresponded with me, a man of free character; and one indeed whose first view it was, to draw her into this correspondence; and who succeeded in it, by means unknown to herself.
Now, what were her inducements to this correspondence? -If not what her niceness makes her think blame-worthy, why does she blame herself?
Has she been capable of error? -Of persisting in that error?
Whoever was the tempter, that is not the thing; nor what the temptation. The fact, the error, is now before us.
Did she persist in it against parental prohibition?
She owns she did.
Was there ever known to be a daughter who had higher notions of the filial duty, of the parental authority?
Never.
What must be those inducements, how strong, that were too strong for duty, in a daughter so dutiful? -What must my thought have been of them, what my hopes built upon them, at the time, taken in this light?
Well, but it will be said, That her principal view was, to prevent mischief between her brother and her other friends, and the man vilely insulted by them all.
But why should she be more concerned for the safety of others, than they were for their own? -And had not the rencounter then happen'd? -Was a person of virtue to be prevailed upon to break through her apparent, her acknowledged duty, upon any consideration? -Much less was she to be so prevailed upon to prevent an apprehended evil only?
Thou, Lovelace, the tempter (thou'lt again break out and say), to be the accuser!
But I am not the accuser. I am an arguer only, and, in my heart, all the time acquit and worship the divine creature. But let me, nevertheless, examine, whether the acquittal be owing to her merit, or to my weakness, the true name for love.
But shall we suppose another motive? -And that is Love; a motive which all the world will excuse her for. -But let me tell all the world that do, not because they ought, but because all the world is apt to be misled by it.
Let Love then be the motive: -Love of whom?
A Lovelace is the answer.
Is there but one Lovelace in the world? -May not more Lovelaces be attracted by so fine a figure? By such exalted qualities? -It was her character that drew me to her: And it was her beauty and good sense, that rivetted my chains; and now, all together make me think her a subject worthy of my attempts; worthy of my ambition.
But has she had the candor, the openness, to acknowlege that love?
She has not.
Well then, if love it be at bottom, is there not another vice lurking beneath the shadow of that love? -Has she not affectation? -Or is it pride of heart?
And what results? -Is then the divine Clarissa Harlowe capable of loving a man whom she ought not to love? -And is she capable of affectation? And is her virtue founded in pride? -And, if this answer be affirmative, must she not then be a woman?
And can she keep this lover at bay? -Can she make him, who has been accustomed to triumph over other women, tremble? -Can she so conduct herself, as to make him, at times, question whether she loves him or any man; yet not have the requisite command over the passion itself in steps of the highest consequence to her honour, as she thinks [I am trying her, Jack, by her own thoughts]-but suffer herself to be provoked to promise to abandon her father's house, and go off with him, knowing his character; and even conditioning not to marry till improbable and remote contingencies were to come to pass? -What tho' the provocations were such as would justify any other woman; yet was a Clarissa to be susceptible to provocations, which she thinks herself highly censurable for being so much moved by?
But let us see the dear creature resolving to revoke her promise; yet meeting her lover; a bold and intrepid man, who was more than once before disappointed by her; and who comes, as she must think, prepared to expect the fruits of her appointment, and resolved to carry her off. -And let us see him actually carrying her off; and having her at his mercy-May there not be, I repeat, other Lovelaces; other like intrepid persevering enterprizers; altho' they may not go to work in the same way?
And has then a Clarissa [herself her judge] failed? -In such great points failed? -And may she not further fail? -Fail in the greatest point, to which all the other points in which she has failed, have but a natural tendency?
Nor say thou, that virtue, in the eye of heaven, is as much a manly as a womanly grace [By virtue in this place I mean chastity, and to be superior to temptation; my Clarissa out of the question]. Nor ask thou, Shall the man be guilty, yet expect the woman to be guiltless, and even unsuspectable? -Urge thou not these arguments, I say, since the wife, by a failure, may do much more injury to the husband, than the husband can do to the wife, and not only to her husband, but to all his family, by obtruding another man's children into his possessions, perhaps to the exclusion of (at least to a participation with) his own; he believing them all the time to be his. In the eye of heaven, therefore, the sin cannot be equal. Besides, I have read in some place, that the woman was made for the man, not the man for the woman. Virtue then is less to be dispensed with in the woman than in the man.
Thou, Lovelace (methinks some better man than thyself will say), to expect such perfection in a woman!-
Yes, I, may I answer. Was not the great Caesar a great Rake as to women? -Was he not called, by his very soldiers, on one of his triumphant entries into Rome, The bald-pated lecher?-and warning given of him to the wives, as well as to the daughters, of his fellow-citizens? -Yet did not Caesar repudiate his wife for being only in company with Clodius, or rather because Clodius, tho' by surprize upon her, was found in hers? And what was the reason he gave for it? -It was this (tho' a rake himself, as I have said), and only this-The wife of Caesar must not be suspected!-
Caesar was not a prouder man than Lovelace.-
Go to then, Jack; nor say, nor let any-body say, in thy hearing, that Lovelace, a man valuing himself upon his ancestry, is singular in his expectations of a wife's purity, tho' not pure himself.
As to my Clarissa, I own, that I hardly think, there ever was such an angel of a woman. But has she not, as above, already taken steps, which she herself condemns? Steps, which the world, and her own family, did not think her capable of taking? -And for which her own family will not forgive her?
Nor think it strange, that I refuse to hear any thing pleaded in behalf of a standard virtue, from high provocations. -Are not provocations and temptations the tests of virtue? -A standard virtue must not be allowed to be provoked to destroy or annihilate itself.
May not then the success of him, who could carry her thus far, be allowed to be an encouragement for him to try to carry her farther? -'Tis but to try, Jack-Who will be afraid of a trial for this divine lady? -Thou knowest, that I have more than once, twice or thrice, been tempted to make this trial upon young ladies of name and character: But never yet found one of them to hold me out for a month; nor so long as could puzzle my invention. I have concluded against the whole sex upon it. And now, if I have not found a virtue that cannot be corrupted, I will swear that there is not one such in the whole sex. Is not then the whole sex concerned that this trial should be made? -And who is it that knows her, that would not stake upon her head the honour of the whole? -Let her who would refuse it, come forth, and desire to stand in her place.
I must assure thee, that I have a prodigious high opinion of virtue; as I have of all those graces and excellencies, which I have not been able to attain myself. -Every free liver would not say this, nor think thus-Every argument he uses, condemnatory of his own actions, as some would think-But ingenuity was ever a signal part of my character.
Satan, whom thou mayest, if thou wilt, in this case, call my instigator, put the good man of old upon the severest trials. -To his behaviour under these trials, that good man owed his honour and his future rewards. An innocent person, if doubted, must wish to be brought to a fair and candid trial.
Rinaldo, indeed, in Ariosto, put the Mantuan knight's cup of trial from him, which was to be the proof of his wife's chastity -This was his argument for forbearing the experiment: 'Why should I seek a thing I should be loth to find? My wife is a woman: The sex is frail. I cannot believe better of her than I do. It will be to my own loss, if I find reason to think worse." But Rinaldo would not have refused the trial of the lady, before she became his wife, and when he might have availed himself by detecting her.
For my part, I would not have put the cup from me, tho' married, had it been but in hope of finding reason to confirm my good opinion of my wife's honour; and that I might know whether I had a snake or a dove in my bosom.
To my point-What must that virtue be, which will not stand a trial? -What that woman, who would wish to shun it?
Well then, a trial seems necessary for the further establishment of the honour of so excellent a creature.
And who shall put her to this trial? -Who, but the man, who has, as she thinks, already induced her, in lesser points, to swerve? -And this for her own sake, in a double sense-Not only, as he has been able to make some impression, but as she regrets the impression made; and so may be presumed to be guarded against his further attempts.
The situation she is at present in, it must be confessed, is a disadvantageous one to her: But if she overcome, that will redound to her honour.
Shun not, therefore, my dear soul, further trials, nor hate me for making them. -For what woman can be said to be virtuous till she has been tried?
Nor is one effort, one trial, to be sufficient. Why? Because a woman's heart may be at one time adamant, at another wax. -As I have often experienced. And so, no doubt, hast thou.
A fine time on't, methinks, thou sayest, would the women have, if they were all to be tried!
But, Jack, I am not, for that, neither. Tho' I am a rake, I am not a rake's friend; except thine and company's.
And be this one of the morals of my tedious discussion-'Let the little rogues who would not be put to the question, as I may call it, choose accordingly-Let them prefer to their favour, good honest sober fellows, who have not been used to play dogs tricks: Who will be willing to take them as they offer; and who, being tolerable themselves, are not suspicious of others.'
But what, methinks thou askest, is to become of the lady, if she fail?
What? -Why will she not, if once subdued, be always subdued? Another of our libertine maxims- And what an immense pleasure to a marriage-hater, what rapture to thought, to be able to prevail upon such a lady as Miss Clarissa Harlowe to live with him, without real change of name!
But if she resist-If nobly she stand her trial-
Why then I will marry her, to be sure; and bless my stars for such an angel of a wife.
But will she not hate thee? -Will she not refuse-
No, no, Jack! -Circumstanced and situated as we are, I am not afraid of that. -And hate me! -Why should she hate the man who loves her upon proof?-
And then for a little hint at reprizal-Am I not justify'd in my resolutions of trying her virtue; who is resolved, as I may say, to try mine? -Who has declared, that she will not marry me, till she has hopes of my reformation?
And now, to put an end to this sober argumentation, wilt thou not thyself [whom I have supposed an advocate for the lady, because I know that Lord M. has put thee upon using the interest he thinks thou hast in me, to persuade me to enter the pale; wilt thou not thyself] allow me to try, if I cannot awaken the woman in her? -To try, if she, with all that glowing symmetry of parts, and that full bloom of vernal graces, by which she attracts every eye, be really inflexible, as to the grand article?
Let me begin then, as opportunity presents. I will-And watch her every step to find one sliding one; her every moment, to find the moment critical. And the rather, as she spares not me, but takes every advantage that offers, to puzzle and plague me; nor expects, nor thinks me to be a good man. If she be a woman, and love me, I shall surely catch her once tripping: For Love was ever a traitor to its harbourer: And Love within, and I without, she'll be more than woman, as the poet says, or I less than man, if I succeed not.
Now, Belford, all is out. The lady is mine; shall be more mine. -Marriage, I see, is in my power, now she is so [Else perhaps it had not]. If I can have her without, who can blame me for trying? If not, great will be her glory, and my future confidence. -And well will she merit the sacrifice I shall make her of my liberty; and from all her sex honours next to divine, for giving a proof that there was once a woman whose virtue no trials, no stratagems, no temptations, even from the man she hated not, could overpower.
Now wilt thou see all my circulation: As in a glass wilt thou see it. -Cabala, however, is the word (a); nor let the secret escape thee even in thy dreams.
Nobody doubts, that she is to be my wife. Let her pass for such, when I give the word. Meantime Reformation shall be my stalking-horse; some one of the women in London, if I can get her thither, my bird. -And so much for this time.

### v3 LETTER XVIII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
[In answer to Letters viii. xiv.]
Don't be so much concerned, my dearest friend, at the bickerings between my mamma and me. We love one another dearly notwithstanding. If my mamma had not me to find fault with, she must find fault with somebody else. And as to me, I am a very saucy girl; and were there not this occasion, there would be some other to shew it.
You have heard me say, that this was always the case between us. -You could not otherwise have known it. For when you was with us, you harmonized us both; and indeed I was always more afraid of you than of my mamma. But then that awe is accompanied with love. Your reproofs (as I have always found) are so charmingly mild and instructive! To evidently calculated to improve, and not to provoke, that a generous temper must be amended by them. -But here now, mind my mamma, when you are not with us-You shall, I tell you, Nancy! -I will have it so! -Don't I know best! -I won't be disobey'd! -How can a daughter of spirit bear such language! Such looks too with the language; and not have a longing mind to disobey?
Don't advise me, my dear, to obey my mamma in her prohibition of corresponding with you. She has no reason for it. Nor would she of her own judgment have prohibited me. That odd old ambling soul your uncle (whose visits are frequenter than ever), instigated by your malicious and selfish brother and sister, is the occasion. And they only have borrowed my mamma's lips, at the distance they are from you, for a sort of speaking-trumpet for them. The prohibition, once more I say, cannot come from her heart: But if it did, is so much danger to be apprehended from my continuing to write to one of my own sex, as if I wrote to one of the other! Don't let dejection and disappointment, and the course of oppression which you have run thro', weaken your mind, my dearest creature; and make you see inconveniencies, where there possibly cannot be any. If your talent is scribbling, as you call it; so is mine- And I will scribble on, at all opportunities; and to you; let 'em say what they will. -Nor let your letters be filled with the self-accusations you mention: There is no cause for them. -I wish, that your Anna Howe, who continues in her mother's house, were but half so good as Miss Clarissa Harlowe, who has been driven out of her father's.
I will say nothing upon your letter to your sister, till I see the effect it will have. You hope, you tell me, that you shall have your money and cloaths sent you, notwithstanding what I write of my opinion to the contrary. -I am sorry to have it to acquaint you, that I have just now heard, that they have sat in council upon your letter; and that your mamma was the only person, who was for sending you your things; and was over-ruled. I charge you therefore to accept of my offer, as by my last; and give me particular directions for what you want, that I can supply you with besides.
Don't set your thoughts, so much upon a reconciliation, as to prevent your laying hold of any handsome opportunity to give yourself a protector; such a one as the man will be, who, I imagine, husband-like, will let nobody insult you but himself.
What could he mean, by letting slip such a one as that you mention? -I don't know how to blame you neither. How could you go beyond silence and blushes, when the foolish fellow came with his observances of the restrictions which you laid him under when in another situation? But, as I told you above, you really strike people into awe. And, upon my word, you did not spare him.
I repeat what I said in my last, that you have a very nice part to act: And I will add, that you have a mind that is much too delicate for your part. But when the lover is exalted, the lady must be humbled. He is naturally proud and saucy. I doubt, you must engage his pride, which he calls his honour: And that you must throw off a little more of the veil. And I would have you restrain your wishes before him, that you had not met him; and the like. -What signifies wishing, my dear? -He will not bear it. You can hardly expect that he will.
Nevertheless it vexes me to the very bottom of my pride, that any wretch of that sex should have such a triumph over such a lady.
I cannot, however, but say, that I am charmed with your spirit. So much sweetness, where sweetness is requisite; so much spirit, where spirit is called for- What a true magnanimity!
But I doubt, in your present circumstances, you must endeavour after a little more of the reserve, and palliate a little. -That humility which he puts on when you rise upon him, is not natural to him.
Methinks I see the man hesitating, and looking like the fool you paint him, under your corrective superiority! -But he is not a fool. Don't put him upon mingling resentment with his love.
You are very serious, my dear, in the first of the two letters before me, in relation to Mr. Hickman and me; and in relation to my mamma and me. But, as to the latter, you must not be too grave. If we are not well together at one time, we are not ill together at another. -And while I am able to make my mamma smile in the midst of the most angry fit she ever fell into on the present occasion (tho' sometimes she would not, if she could help it), it is a very good sign-A sign that displeasure can never go deep, or be lasting. And then a kind word, or kind look, to her favourite Hickman, sets the one in raptures, and the other in tolerable humour, at any time.
But your case pains me at heart; and with all my levity, they must both sometimes partake of that pain, which must continue as long as you are in a state of uncertainty; and especially as I was not able to prevail for that protection for you, which would have prevented the unhappy step, the necessity for which, we both, with so much reason, deplore.
I have only to add (and yet that is needless to tell you), That I am, and will ever be,
Your affectionate friend and servant,
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER XIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
You tell me, my dear, that my cloaths and the little matter of money I left behind me, will not be sent me. -But I will still hope. It is yet early days. When their passions subside, they will better consider of it; and especially as I have my ever dear and excellent mamma for my friend, in this request -O the sweet indulgence! how has my heart bled, and how does it still bleed for her!
You advise me not to depend upon a reconciliation. I do not depend upon it. I cannot. But nevertheless it is the wish next my heart. And as to this man, what can I do? You see, that marriage is not absolutely in my own power, if I were inclin'd to prefer it to the trial which I think I ought to have principally in view to make for a reconciliation.
You say, he is proud and insolent. Indeed he is. But can it be your opinion, that he intends to humble me down to the level of his mean pride?
And what mean you, my dear friend, when you say, that I must throw off a little more of the veil? -Indeed I never knew that I wore one. Let me assure you, that if I see any thing in Mr. Lovelace that looks like a design to humble me, his insolence shall never make me discover a weakness unworthy of a person distinguished by your friendship; that is to say, unworthy either of my sex, or of my former self.
But I hope, as I am out of all other protection, that he is not capable of mean or low resentments. What extraordinary trouble I have given him, may he not thank himself for? -His character, which as I have told him, gave pretence to my brother's antipathy, he may lay it to, if he pleases. -And did I ever make him any promises? Did I ever profess a love for him? -Did I ever wish for the continuance of his address? -Had not my brother's violence precipitated matters, would not my indifference to him, in all likelihood (as I designed it should), have tired out his proud spirit, and made him set out for London, where he used chiefly to reside? And if he did, would there not have been an end of all his pretensions and hopes? For no encouragement had I given him: Nor did I then correspond with him. Nor, believe me, should I have begun to do so-the fatal rencounter not having then happen'd; which drew me in afterwards for others sakes (fool that I was!), and not for my own. And can you think, or can he, that even this but temporarily-intended correspondence [which, by the way, my dear mamma connived at] would have ended thus, had I not been driven on one hand, and teazed on the other, to continue it; the occasion which had at first induced it, continuing? What pretence then has he, were I to be absolutely in his power, to avenge himself on me, for the faults of others; and thro' which I have suffered more than lie? It cannot, cannot be, that I should have cause to apprehend him to be so ungenerous, so bad, a man.
You bid me not be concerned at the bickerings between your mamma and you. Can I avoid concern, when those bickerings are on my account? -That they are raised by my uncle, and my other relations, surely must add to my concern.
But I must observe, perhaps too critically for the state my mind is in at present, that the very sentences you give from your mamma, as so many imperatives, which you take amiss, are very severe reflections upon yourself. -For instance-You shall, I tell you, Nancy, implies, that you had disputed her will. -And so of the rest.
And further let me observe, with respect to what you say, that there cannot be the same reason for a prohibition of correspondence with me, as there was of mine with Mr. Lovelace; that I thought as little of bad consequences from him at the time, as you can do from me: But if obedience be a duty, the breach of it is the fault, however circumstances may differ. Surely there is no merit in setting up our own judgments against the judgments of our parents. And if it be punishable so to do, I have been severely punished; and that is what I warn'd you of, from my own example.
Yet, God forgive me! I advise thus against myself with very great reluctance: And, to say truth, have not strength of mind, at present, to decline it myself. - But, if the occasion go not off, I will take it into farther consideration.
You give me very good advice in relation to this man; and I thank you for it. -When you bid me be more upon the reserve with him, perhaps I may try for it: But to palliate, as you call it, that cannot be done, by, my dearest Miss Howe,
Your own
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER XX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
You may believe, my dear Miss Howe, that the circumstance of the noise and outcry within the garden-door, on Monday last, gave me no small uneasiness, to think that I was in the hands of a man, who could, by such vile premeditation, lay a snare to trick me out of myself, as I have so frequently called it.
Whenever he came in my sight, the thought of this gave me an indignation that made his presence disgustful to me; and the more, as I fancy'd I beheld in his face a triumph which reproached my weakness on that account; altho', perhaps, it was only the same vivacity and placidness that generally sit upon his features.
I was resolved to task him upon this subject, the first time I could have patience to enter upon it with him. For, besides that it piqued me excessively from the nature of the artifice, I expected shuffling and evasion, if he were guilty, that would have incensed me: And, if not confessedly guilty, such unsatisfactory declarations, as still would have kept my mind doubtful and uneasy; and would, upon every new offence that he might give me, sharpen my disgusts to him.
I have had the opportunity I waited for; and will lay before you the result.
He was making his court to my good opinion in very polite terms, and with great seriousness lamenting that he had lost it; declaring, that he knew not how he had deserved to do so; attributing to me a prejudice, at least an indifference to him, that seemed, to his infinite concern, hourly to increase. And he besought me to let him know my whole mind, that he might have an opportunity either to confess his faults, and amend them, or to clear his conduct to my satisfaction, and thereby intitle himself to a greater share of my confidence.
I answer'd him with quickness-Then, Mr. Lovelace, I will tell you one thing with a frankness, that is, perhaps, more suitable to my character, than to yours [He hoped not, he said], which gives me a very bad opinion of you, as a designing, artful man.
I am all attention, Madam.
I never can think tolerably of you, while the noise and voice I heard at the garden-door, which put me into the terror you took so much advantage of, remains unaccounted for. Tell me fairly, tell me candidly, the whole of that circumstance; and of your dealings with that wicked Joseph Leman; and, according to your explicitness in this particular, I shall form a judgment of your future professions.
I will, without reserve, my dearest life, said he, tell you the whole; and hope that my sincerity in the relation will atone for any thing you may think wrong in the fact.
'I knew nothing, said he, of this man, this Leman, and should have scorned a resort to so low a method, as bribing the servant of any family, to let me into the secrets of that family, if I had not detected him attempting to corrupt a servant of mine, to inform him of all my motions, of all my supposed intrigues, and, in short, of every action of my private life, as well as of my circumstances and engagements; and this for motives too obvious to be dwelt upon.
'My servant told me of his offers, and I ordered him, unknown to the fellow, to let me hear a conversation that was to pass between them.
'In the midst of it, and just as he had made an offer of money for a particular piece of intelligence, promising more when procured, I broke in upon them, and by bluster, calling for a knife to cut off his ears (one of which I took hold of), in order to make a present of it, as I said, to his employers, I obliged him to tell me who they were.
'Your brother, Madam, and your uncle Antony, he nam'd.
'It was not difficult, when I had given him my pardon on naming them, after I had set before him the enormity of the task he had undertaken, and the honourableness of my intentions to your dear self, to prevail upon him, by a larger reward, to serve me; since, at the same time, he might keep your uncle and brother's favour; as I desired to know nothing, but what related to myself and to you, in order to guard us both against the effects of an ill-will, which he acknowleged all his fellow-servants, as well as himself, thought undeserved.
'By this means, I own to you, Madam, I frequently turned his principals about upon a pivot of my own, unknown to themselves: And the fellow, who is always calling himself a plain man, and boasting of his Conscience, was the easier, as I condescended frequently to assure him of my honourable views; and as he knew, that the use I made of his intelligence prevented, perhaps, fatal mischiefs.
'I was the more pleased with his services, as, let me acknowlege to you, Madam, they procured to you, unknown to yourself, a safe and uninterrupted egress (which perhaps would not otherwise have been continued to you, so long as it was) to the garden and wood-house: For he undertook to them, to watch all your motions: And the more chearfully (for the fellow loves you), as it kept off the curiosity of others.'
So, my dear, it comes out, that I myself was obliged to this deep contriver.
I sat in silent astonishment; and thus he went on.
'As to the circumstance, which you, Madam, think so hardly of me for, I do freely confess, that having a suspicion that you would revoke your intention of getting away, and in that case, as I was determin'd, if possible, to prevail upon you to adhere to your resolution, apprehending that we should not have the time together, that was necessary for that purpose; I had order'd him to keep off every body he could keep off, and to be himself within view of the garden-door.'-
But pray, Sir, interrupting him, how came you to apprehend that I should revoke my intention? I had indeed deposited a letter to that purpose; but you had it not: And how, as I had reserved to myself the privilege of a revocation, did you know, but I might have prevailed upon my friends, and so have revoked upon good grounds?
'I will be very ingenuous, Madam: You had made me hope, that, it you changed your mind, you would give me a meeting, to apprize me of the reasons for it: I went to the loose bricks, and I saw the letter there: And as I knew your friends were immoveably fixed in their schemes, I doubted not but the letter was to revoke or suspend your resolution; and probably to serve instead of a meeting too. I therefore let it lie, that, if you did revoke, you might be under the necessity of meeting me for the sake of the expectation you had given me: And as I came prepared, I was resolved, pardon me, Madam, whatever were your intentions, that you should not go back. Had I taken your letter, I must have been determin'd by the contents of it, for the present, at least: But not having receiv'd it, and you having reason to think I wanted not resolution, in a situation so desperate, to make your friends a personal visit, I depended upon the interview you had bid me hope for.'
Wicked wretch! said I; It is my grief, that I gave you opportunity to take so exact a measure of my weakness! -But would you have presumed to visit the family, had I not met you?
Indeed I would. I had some friends in readiness, who were to have accompany'd me to them. And had they refused to see me, or to give me audience, I would have taken my friends with me to Solmes.
And what did you intend to do to Mr. Solmes?
Not the least hurt, had the man been passive.
But had he not been passive, as you call it, what would you have done to Mr. Solmes?
He was loth, he said, to tell me-Yet not the least hurt to his person.
I repeated my question.
If he must tell me, he only proposed to carry off the poor fellow, and to hide him for a month or two. And this he would have done, let what would have been the consequence.
Was ever such a wretch heard of! -I sigh'd from the bottom of my heart. -But bid him proceed from the part I had interrupted him at.
'I order'd the fellow, as I told you, Madam, said he, to keep within view of the garden-door: And if he found any parley between us, and any-body coming (before you could retreat undiscover'd) whose coming might be attended with violent effects, he would cry out; and this not only in order to save himself from their suspicions of him, but to give me warning to make off, and, if possible, to induce you [I own it, Madam] to go off with me, according to your own appointment. And I hope, all circumstances consider'd, and the danger I was in of losing you for ever, that the acknowlegement of this contrivance, or if you had not met me, that upon Solmes, will not procure me your hatred: For, had they come, as I expected, as well as you, what a despicable wretch had I been, could I have left you to the insults of a brother, and others of your family, whose mercy was cruelty, when they had not the pretence which this detected interview would have furnished them with!'
What a wretch, said I! -But if, Sir, taking your own account of this strange matter to be fact, anybody were coming, how happen'd it, that I saw only that man Leman (for I thought it was he) out of the door, and at a distance, look after us?
Very lucky! said he, putting his hand first in one pocket, then in another. -I hope I have not thrown it away-It is, perhaps, in the coat I had on yesterday-Little did I think it would be necessary to be produced-But I love to come to a demonstration whenever I can-I may be giddy-I may be heedless. I am indeed-But no man, as to you, Madam, ever had a sincerer heart.
He then stepping to the parlour-door, called his servant to bring him the coat he had on yesterday.
The servant did. And in the pocket, rumpled up as a paper he regarded not, he pulled out a letter written by that Joseph, dated Monday night; in which 'he begs pardon for crying out so soon:' Says, 'That his fears of being discovered to act on both sides, had made him take the rushing of a little dog (that always follows him) thro' the phyllirea-hedge, for Betty's being at hand, or some of his masters: And that, when he found his mistake, he opened the door by his own key [Which the contriving wretch confessed he had furnished him with] and inconsiderately ran out in a hurry, to have apprised him, that his crying-out was owing to his fright only:' And he added, 'that they were upon the hunt for me, by the time he returned.'
I shook my head-Deep! deep! deep! said I, at the best! -O Mr. Lovelace! God forgive and reform you! -But you are, I see plainly, upon the whole of your own account, a very artful, a very designing man.
Love, my dearest life, is ingenious. Night and day have I racked my stupid brains [O Sir, thought I, not stupid! 'Twere well, perhaps, if they were] to contrive methods to prevent the sacrifice designed to be made of you, and the mischief that must have ensued upon it: So little hold in your affections: Such undeserved antipathy from your friends: So much danger of losing you for ever from both causes -I have not had, for the whole fortnight before last Monday, half an hour's rest at a time. And I own to you, Madam, that I should never have forgiven myself, had I omitted any contrivance or forethought, that would have prevented your return without me.
Again I blamed myself for meeting him: And justly; for there were many chances to one, that I had not met him. And if I had not, all his fortnight's contrivances, as to me, would have come to nothing; and, perhaps, I might nevertheless have escaped Solmes.
Yet, had he resolved to come to Harlowe-Place with his friends, and been insulted, as he certainly would have been, what mischiefs might have followed!
But his resolution to run away with, and to hide the poor Solmes for a month or so, O my dear! what a wretch have I let run away with me, instead of him!
I asked him, If he thought such enormities as these, such defiances of the laws of society, would have passed unpunished?
He had the assurance to say, with one of his usual gay airs, That he should by this means have disappointed his enemies, and saved me from a forced marriage. He had no pleasure in such desperate pushes. Solmes he would not have personally hurt. He must have fled his country for a time at least: And, truly, if he had been obliged to do so, as all his hopes of my favour must have been at an end, he would have had a fellow-traveller of his own sex out of our family, whom I little thought of.
Was ever such a wretch! -To be sure he meant my brother!
And such, Sir, said I, in high resentment, are the uses you make of your corrupt intelligencer-
My corrupt intelligencer, Madam, interrupted he! He is to this hour your brother's as well as mine. By what I have ingenuously told you, you may see, who began this corruption. Let me assure you, Madam, that there are many free things, which I have been guilty of, as reprizals, which I would not have been the aggressor in.
All that I shall further say on this head, Mr. Lovelace, is this: That as this vile double-faced wretch has probably been the cause of great mischief on both sides, and still continues, as you own, his wicked practices, it is but my duty to have my friends apprized, what a creature he is, whom some of them encourage.
What you please, Madam, as to that-My service and your brother's are now almost over for him. The fellow has made a good hand of it. He does not intend to stay long in his place. He is now actually in treaty for an inn, which will do his business for life. I can tell you further, that he makes love to your sister's Betty: And this by my advice. They will be marry'd, when he is established. An innkeeper's wife is every man's mistress; and I have a scheme in my head, to set some engines at work, to make her repent her saucy behaviour to you to the last day of her life.
What a wicked schemer are you, Sir! -Who shall avenge upon you the still greater evils which you have been guilty of? -I forgive Betty with all my heart. She was not my servant; and but too probably, in what she did, obey'd the commands of her, to whom she owed duty, better than I obey'd those, to whom I owed more.
No matter for that, the wretch said [To be sure, my dear, he must design to make me afraid of him] The decree was gone out-Betty must smart-Smart too by an act of her own choice. He lov'd, he said, to make bad people their own punishers. -Nay, Madam, excuse me; but if the fellow, if this Joseph, in your opinion, deserves punishment, mine is a complicated scheme; a man and his wife cannot well suffer separately, and it may come home to him too.-
I had no patience with him. I told him so. -But, Sir, said I, I see what a man I am with. Your rattle warns me of the snake. And away I flung; leaving him seemingly vex'd, and in confusion.

### v3 LETTER XXI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
My plaindealing with him, on seeing him again, and the free dislike I expressed to his ways, his manners, and his contrivances, as well as to his speeches, have obliged him to recollect himself a little. He will have it, that the menaces which he threw out just now against my brother and Mr. Solmes, are only the effect of an unmeaning pleasantry. He has too great a stake in his country, he says, to be guilty of such enterprizes, as should lay him under a necessity of quitting it for ever. Twenty things, particularly, he says, he has suffer'd Joseph Leman to tell of him, that were not and could not be true, in order to make himself formidable in some peoples eyes, and this purely with a view to prevent mischief. He is unhappy, as far as he knows, in a quick invention, in hitting readily upon expedients; and many things are reported of him which he never said, and many which he never did, and others which he has only talked of (as just now) and which he has forgot as soon as the words have passed his lips.
This may be so, in part, my dear. No one man so young could be so wicked as he has been reported to be. But such a man at the head of such wretches as he is said to have at his beck, all men of fortune and fearlesness, and capable of such enterprizes as I have unhappily sound him capable of, what is not to be apprehended from him!
His carelessness about his character is one of his excuses: A very bad one. What hope can a woman have of a man, who values not his reputation? - These gay wretches may, in mix'd conversation, divert for an hour, or so: -But the man of probity, the man of virtue, is the man that is to be the partner for life. What woman, who could help it, would submit it to the courtesy of a wretch, who avows a disregard to all moral sanctions, whether he will perform his part of the matrimonial obligation, and treat her with tolerable politeness?
With these notions, and with these reflections, to be thrown upon such a man myself-Would to Heaven -But what avail wishes now? -To whom can I fly, if I would fly from him?

### v3 LETTER XXII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday, April 14.
Never did I hear of such a parcel of foolish toads as these Harlowes! -Why, Belford, the Lady must fall, if every hair of her head were a guardian angel, unless they were to make a visible appearance for her, or, snatching her from me at unawares, would draw her after them into the starry regions.
All I had to apprehend, was, that a daughter so reluctantly carried off, would offer terms to her father, and would be accepted upon a mutual concedence; They to give up Solmes; She to give up me: And so I was contriving to do all I could to guard against the latter. But they seem resolved to perfect the work they have begun.
What stupid creatures there are in the world! Cunning whelp the brother! not to know, that he who would be bribed to undertake a base thing by one, would be over-bribed to retort the baseness: -Especially when he could be put into the way to serve himself by both! -Thou, Jack, wilt never know one half of my contrivances.
He here relates the conversation between him and the Lady, (upon the subject of the noise and exclamations his agent made at the garden-door) to the same effect as in Letter XX. and proceeds exulting:
What a capacity for glorious mischief has thy friend! -Yet how near the truth all of it! The only deviation, my asserting, that the fellow made the noises by mistake, and thro' fright, and not by previous direction: Had she known the precise truth, her pride (to be so taken in) would never have let her forgive me.
Had I been a hero, I should have made gunpowder useless; for I should have blown up all my adversaries by dint of stratagem, turning their own devices upon them.
But these fathers and mothers-Lord help 'em! - Were not the powers of nature stronger than those of discretion, and were not that busy Dea Bona to afford her genial aids, till tardy prudence qualified parents to manage their future offspring, how few people would have children!
James and Arabella may have their motives; but what can be said for a father acting as this father has acted? What for a mother? What for an aunt? What for uncles? -Who can have patience with such fellows and fellows-esses?
Soon will the fair-one hear how high their foolish resentments run against her: And then she'll have a little more confidence in me, I hope. Then will I be jealous that she loves me not with the preference my heart builds upon: Then will I bring her to confessions of grateful love: And then will I kiss her when I please; and not stand trembling, as now, like an hungry hound, who sees a delicious morsel within his reach (the froth hanging about his vermilion jaws) yet dare not leap at it for his life.
But I was originally a bashful whelp-Bashful still, with regard to this Lady! -Bashful, yet know the sex so well! -But that indeed is the reason that I know it so well: -For, Jack, I have had abundant cause, when I have I looked into myself, by way of comparison with the other sex, to conclude, that a bashful man has a good deal of the soul of a woman; and so, like Tiresias, can tell what they think, and what they drive at, as well as themselves.
The modest ones and I, particularly, are pretty much upon a par. The difference between us is only, What They think, I act. But the immodest ones out-do the worst of us by a bar's length, both in thinking and acting.
One argument let me plead in proof of my assertion; That even we rakes love modesty in a woman; while the modest women, as they are accounted, that is to say, the slyest, love, and generally prefer, an impudent man. Whence can this be, but from a likeness in nature? And this made the poet say, That every woman is a rake in her heart. It concerns them, by their actions, to prove the contrary, if they can.
Thus have I read in some of the philosophers, That no wickedness is comparable to the wickedness of a woman. Canst thou tell me, Jack, who says this? Was it Socrates? for he had the devil of a wife? - Or who? Or is it Solomon? -King Solomon- Thou remembrest to have read of such a king, dost thou not? Solomon, I learned, when an infant [My mother was a good woman] to answer, when asked, Who was the wisest man? -But my indulgent questioner never asked me, How he came by the uninspired part of his wisdom.
Come, come, Jack, you and I are not so very bad, could we but stop where we are.
He then gives the particulars of what passed between him and the Lady on his menaces relating to her brother and Mr. Solmes, and of his design to punish Betty Barnes and Joseph Leman.

### v3 LETTER XXIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, April 14.
I will now give you the particulars of a conversation that has just passed between Mr. Lovelace and me; which I must call agreeable.
It began with his telling me, that he had just riceived intelligence, that my friends were of a sudden come to a resolution, to lay aside all thoughts of pursuing me, or of getting me back: And that therefore, he attended me, to know my pleasure; and what I would do, or have him do?
I told him, that I would have him leave me directly; and that, when it was known to every-body, that I was absolutely independent of him, it would pass, that I had left my father's house, because of my brother's ill-usage of me: Which was a plea that I might make with justice, and to the excuse of my father, as well as of myself.
He mildly reply'd, that if he could be certain, that my relations would adhere to this their new resolution, he could have no objection, since such was my pleasure: But that, as he was well assured, that they had taken it only from apprehensions, that a more active one might involve my brother (who had breath'd nothing but revenge) in some fatal misfortune, there was too much reason to believe, that they would resume their former purpose, the moment they should think they safely might.
This, Madam, said he, is a risque I cannot run. You would think it strange, if I could. And yet, as soon as I knew they had so given out, I thought it proper to apprize you of it, and to take your commands upon it.
Let me hear, said I, willing to try if he had any particular view, what you think most adviseable?
'Tis very easy to say That, if I durst-If I might not offend you-If it were not to break conditions that shall be inviolable with me.
Say then, Sir, what you would say. I can approve or disapprove, as I think fit.
To wave, Madam, what I would say till I have more courage to speak out. [More courage-Mr. Lovelace more courage, my dear!]-I will only propose what I think will be most agreeable to you. - Suppose, if you choose not to go to Lady Betty's, that you take a turn cross the country to Windsor?
Why to Windsor?
Because it is a pleasant place: Because it lies in the way either to Berkshire, to Oxford, or to London- Berkshire, where Lord M. is at present: Oxford, in the neighbourhood of which lives Lady Betty. London, whither you may retire at your pleasure: Or, if you will have it so, whither I may go, you staying at Windsor; and yet be within an easy distance of you, if any thing should happen, or if your friends should change their pacific resolution.
This displeased me not. But I said, My only objection was, the distance from Miss Howe, of whom I should be glad to be always within two or three hours reach by a messenger, if possible.
If I had thoughts of any other place than Windsor, or nearer to Miss Howe, he wanted but my commands, and would seek for proper accommodations: But, fix as I pleased, farther or nearer, he had servants, and they had nothing else to do, but to obey me.
A grateful thing then he named to me-To send for my Hannah, as soon as I should be fixed; unless I would choose one of the young gentlewomen here to attend me, both of whom, as I had acknowleged, were very obliging; and he knew I had generosity enough to make it worth either of their whiles.
This of Hannah, he might see, I took very well. I said, I had thoughts of sending for her, as soon as I got to more convenient lodgings. As to these young gentlewomen, it were pity to break in upon that usefulness which the whole family were of to each other: Each having her proper part, and performing it with an agreeable alacrity: Insomuch that I liked them all so well, that I could even pass my days among them, were he to leave me; by which means the lodgings would be more convenient to me than now they were.
He need not repeat his objections to this place, he said: But as to going to Windsor, or where-ever else I thought fit, or as to his personal attendance, or leaving me, he would assure me (he very agreeably said), that I could propose nothing in which I thought my reputation, and even my punctilio, concerned, that he would not chearfully come into. And since I was so much taken up with my pen, he would instantly order his horse to be got ready, and would set out.
Not to be off of my caution, Have you any acquaintance at Windsor? said I. -Know you of any convenient lodgings there?
Except with the forest, reply'd he, where I have often hunted, I know the least of Windsor, of any place so noted, and so pleasant. Indeed, I have not a single acquaintance there.
Upon the whole, I told him, that I thought his proposal of Windsor not amiss; and that I would remove thither, if I could get a lodging only for myself, and an upper-chamber for Hannah; for that my stock of money was but small, as was easy to be conceived; and I should be very loth to be obliged to any-body. I added, that the sooner I removed the better; for that then he could have no objection to go to London, or Berkshire, as he pleased: And I should let every-body know my independence.
He again proposed himself, in very polite terms, for my banker. But I, as civilly, declined his offers.
This conversation was to be, all of it, in the main, agreeable. He asked, whether I would choose to lodge in the town of Windsor, or out of it?
As near the castle, I said, as possible, for the convenience of going constantly to the public worship: An opportunity I had been too long deprived of.
He should be very glad, he told me, if he could procure me accommodations in any one of the canons houses; which he imagined would be more agreeable to me than any other, on many accounts. And as he could depend upon my promise, Never to have any other man but himself, on the condition he had so chearfully subscribed to, he should be easy; since it was now his part, in earnest, to set about recommending himself to my favour, by the only way he knew it could be done. Adding, with a very serious air-I am but a young man, Madam; but I have run a long course: Let not your purity of mind incline you to despise me for the acknowlegement: It is high time to be weary of it, and to reform; since, like Solomon, I can say, There is nothing New under the sun. But that it is my belief, that a life of virtue can afford such pleasures, on reflection, as will be for ever-blooming, for ever New!
I was agreeably surprised. I looked at him, I believe, as if I doubted my ears and my eyes! -His features and aspect, however, became his words.
I express'd my satisfaction in terms so agreeable to him, that he said, He found a delight in this early dawning of a better day to him, and in my approbation, which he had never received from the success of the most favour'd of his pursuits.
Surely, my dear, the man must be in earnest. He could not have said this; he could not have thought it, had he not. What followed made me still readier to believe him.
In the midst of my wild vagaries, said he, I have ever preserv'd a reverence for religion, and for religious men. I always called another cause, when any of my libertine companions, in pursuance of Lord Shaftesbury's test (which is a part of the rake's creed, and what I may call The whetstone of infidelity), endeavour'd to turn the sacred subject into ridicule. On this very account I have been called, by good men of the clergy, who nevertheless would have it, that I was a practical rake, The decent rake: And indeed I had too much pride in my shame, to disown the name.
This, Madam, I am the readier to confess, as it may give you hope, that the generous task of my reformation, which I flatter myself you will have the goodness to undertake, will not be so difficult a one as you may have imagin'd; for it has afforded me some pleasure in my retired hours, when a temporary remorse has struck me for any thing I have done amiss, that I should one day take delight in another course of life: For, without one can, I dare say, no durable good is to be expected from the endeavour. -Your example, Madam, must do all, must confirm all.
The divine grace, or favour, Mr. Lovelace, must do All, and confirm All. You know not how much you please me, that I can talk to you in this dialect.
And I then thought of his generosity to his pretty rustic; and of his kindness to his tenants.
Yet, Madam, be pleased to remember one thing: Reformation cannot be a sudden work. I have infinite vivacity: It is that which runs away with me. Judge, dearest Madam, by what I am going to confess, that I have a prodigious way to journey on, before a good person will think me tolerable; since, tho' I have read in some of our Perfectionists enough to make a better man than myself, either run into madness or despair, about the grace you mention; yet I cannot enter into the meaning of the word, nor into the modus of its operation. Let me not then be checked, when I mention your example for my visible reliance; and instead of using such words, till I can better understand them, suppose all the rest included in the profession of that reliance.
I told him, that, altho' I was somewhat concern'd at his expression, and surpris'd at so much darkness, as, for want of another word, I would call it, in a man of his talents and learning; yet I was pleas'd with his ingenuity. I wish'd him to encourage this way of thinking: I told him, that his observation, that no durable good was to be expected from any new course, where there was not a delight taken in it, was just: But that the delight would follow by use.
And twenty things of this sort I even preach'd to him; taking care, however, not to be tedious, nor to let my expanded heart give him a contracted or impatient brow. And, indeed, he took visible pleasure in what I said, and even hung upon the subject, when I, to try him, seem'd to be ready to drop it, once or twice: And proceeded to give me a most agreeable instance, that he could, at times, think both deeply and seriously. -Thus it was.
He was wounded dangerously, once, in a duel, he said, in the left arm, baring it, to shew me the scar: That this (notwithstanding a great effusion of blood, it being upon an artery) was follow'd by a violent fever, which at last fixed upon his spirits; and that so obstinately, that neither did he desire life, nor his friends expect it: That, for a month together, his heart, as he thought, was so totally changed, that he despised his former courses, and particularly that rashness, which had brought him to the state he was in, and his antagonist (who, however, was the aggressor) into a much worse: That, in this space, he had thoughts, which, at times, gives him pleasure to reflect upon: And altho' these promising prospects changed, as he recovered health and spirits; yet he parted with them, with so much reluctance, that he could not help shewing it, in a copy of verses, truly blank ones, he said; some of which he repeated, and (advantaged by the grace which he gives to every thing he repeats) I thought them very tolerable ones; the sentiments, however, much graver than I expected from him.
He has promised me a copy of the lines; and then I shall judge better of their merit; and so shall you. The tendency of them was, "That, since sickness only gave him a proper train of thinking, and that his restored health brought with it a return of his evil habits, he was ready to renounce the gifts of nature for those of contemplation."
He farther declared, that altho' all these good motions went off (as he had own'd) on his recovery, yet he had better hopes now, from the influence of my example, and from the reward before him, if he persevered: And that he was the more hopeful that he should, as his present resolution was made in a full tide of health and spirits; and when he had nothing to wish for, but perseverance, to intitle himself to my favour.
I will not throw cold water, Mr. Lovelace, said I, on a rising flame: But look to it! For I shall endeavour to keep you up to this spirit: I shall measure your value of me by this test: And I would have you bear those charming lines of Mr. Rowe for ever in your mind; you, who have, by your own confession, so much to repent of; and as the scar, indeed, you shew'd me, will, in one instance, remind you to your dying day.
The lines, my dear, are from that poet's Ulysses. You have heard me often admire them; and I repeated them to him:
Habitual evils change not on a sudden;
But many days must pass, and many sorrows;
Conscious remorse and anguish must be felt,
To curb desire, to break the stubborn will,
And work a second nature in the soul,
Ere virtue can resume the place she lost:
'Tis else Dissimulation-
He had often read these lines, he said; but never tasted them before. -By his soul (the unmortified creature swore) and as he hoped to be saved, he was now in earnest, in his good resolutions. He had said, before I repeated these lines from Rowe, that habitual evils could not be changed on a sudden: But he hoped, he should not be thought a dissembler, if he were not enabled to hold his good purposes; since ingratitude and dissimulation were vices that of all others he abhorred.
May you ever abhor them! said I. They are the most odious of all vices.
I hope, my dear Miss Howe, I shall not have occasion, in my future letters, to contradict these promising appearances. Should I have nothing on his side to combat with, I shall be very far from being happy, from the sense of my fault, and the indignation of all my relations. So shall not fail of condign punishment for it, from my inward remorse, on account of my forfeited character. But the least ray of hope could not dart in upon me, without my being willing to lay hold of the very first opportunity to communicate it to you, who take so generous a share in all my concerns.
Nevertheless, you may depend upon it, my dear, that these agreeable assurances, and hopes of his begun reformation, shall not make me forget my caution. Not that I think, at worst, any more than you, that he dare to harbour a thought injurious to my honour: But he is very various, and there is an apparent, and even an acknowleg 'd unfixedness in his temper, which, at times, gives me some uneasiness. I am resolved therefore to keep him at distance from my person and my thoughts, as much as I can: For whether all men are, or are not, incroachers, I am sure Mr. Lovelace is one.
Hence it is, that I have always cast about, and will continue to cast about, what ends he may have in view from this proposal, or from that report: In a word, tho' hopeful of the best, I will always be fearful of the worst, in every thing that admits of doubt. For it is better, in such a situation as mine, to apprehend without cause, than to subject myself to surprize for want of forethought.
Mr. Lovelace is gone to Windsor, having left two servants to attend me. He purposes to be back tomorrow.
I have written to my aunt Hervey, to supplicate her interest in my behalf, for my cloaths, books, and money; signifying to her, "That, could I be restored to the favour of my family, and be allowed a negative only, as to any man who might be proposed to me, and be used like a daughter, a niece, and a sister, I would still stand by my offer to live single, and submit, as I ought, to a negative, from my father." Intimating nevertheless, "That it were perhaps better, after the usage I have received from my brother and sister, that I might be allowed to be distant from them, as well for their sakes as my own," [meaning, as I suppose it will be taken, at my Dairy-house]-offering "to take my father's directions, as to the manner I should live in, the servants I should have, and in every thing that should shew the dutiful subordination that I was willing to conform to."
My aunt will know by my letter to my sister how to direct to me, if she be permitted to favour me with a line.
I am equally earnest with her in this letter, as I was with my sister in That I wrote to her, to obtain for me a speedy reconciliation, that I may not be further precipitated; intimating, "That, by a timely lenity, all may pass for a misunderstanding only, which, otherwise, will be thought equally disgraceful to them, and to me; appealing to her for the necessity I was under to do what I did."
Here I close for the present, with the assurance that I am
Your ever-obliged and affectionate
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER XXIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday, April 14.
Thou hast often reproached me, Jack, with my vanity, without distinguishing the humorous turn that accompanies it; and for which, at the same time that thou robbest me of the merit of it, thou admirest me highly. Envy gives thee the indistinction: Nature inspires the admiration: Unknown to thyself it inspires it. But thou art too clumsy and too short-sighted a mortal, to know how to account even for the impulses by which thou thyself art moved.
Well, but this acquits thee not of my charge of vanity, Lovelace, methinks thou sayst:
And true thou sayst: For I have indeed a confounded parcel of it. But, if men of parts may not be allowed to be vain, who should? And yet, upon second thoughts, men of parts have the least occasion of any to be vain; since the world [so few of them are there in it] are ready to find them out, and extol them. If a fool can be made sensible, that there is a man who has more understanding than himself, he is ready enough to conclude, that such a man must be a very extraordinary creature.
And what, at this rate, is the general conclusion to be drawn from the premises? -Is it not, That no man ought to be vain? But what if a man can't help it? - This, perhaps, may be my case. But there is nothing on which I value myself so much as upon my inventions. And, for the soul of me, I cannot help letting it be seen, that I do. Yet this vanity may be a means, perhaps, to overthrow me with this sagacious lady.
She is very apprehensive of me, I see. I have studied before her and Miss Howe, as often as I have been with them, to pass for a giddy thoughtless fellow. What a folly then to be so expatiatingly sincere, in my answer to her home Put, upon the noises within the garden? -But such success having attended that contrivance [Success, Jack, has blown many a man up!], my cursed vanity got uppermost, and kept down my caution. The menace to have secreted Solmes, and that other, that I had thoughts to run away with her foolish brother, and of my project to revenge her upon the two servants, so much terrified my beloved, that I was forced to sit down to muse how to retrieve myself with her.
Some favourable incidents, at the time, tumbled in from my agent in her family; at least such as I was determined to make favourable: And therefore I desired admittance; and this before she could resolve any thing against me; that is to say, while her admiration of my intrepidity kept resolution in suspense.
Accordingly, I prepared myself to be all gentleness, all obligingness, all serenity; and as I have now-and-then, and always had, more or less, good motions pop up in my mind, I encouraged and collected every thing of this sort that I had ever had from novicehood to maturity, [not long in recollecting, Jack!] in order to bring the dear creature into good humour with me: And who knows, thought I, if I can hold it, and proceed, but I may be able to lay a foundation fit to build my grand scheme upon? -Love, thought I, is not naturally a doubter: Fear is: I will try to banish the latter: Nothing then but Love will remain. Credulity is the God of Love's prime minister; and they never are asunder.
He then acquaints his friend with what passed between him and the Lady, in relation to his advices from Harlowe-Place, and to his proposal about lodgings, pretty much to the same purpose as in hers preceding.
When he comes to mention his proposal of the Windsor lodgings, thus he expresses himself.
Now, Belford, can it enter into thy leaden head, what I meant by this proposal? -I know it cannot. And so I'll tell thee.
To leave her for a day or two, with a view to serve her by my absence, would, as I thought, look like confiding in her favour. -I could not think of leaving her, thou knowest, while I had reason to believe her friends would pursue us; and I began to apprehend, that she would suspect, that I made a pretence of that intentional pursuit, to keep about her, and with her. But now that they had declared against it, and that they would not receive her, if she came back again [a declaration she had better hear first from me, than from Miss Howe, or any other]; what should hinder me from giving her this mark of my obedience; especially as I could leave Will, who is a clever fellow, and can do any thing but write and spell, and my uncle's Jonas [not as guards, to be sure, but as attendants only]; the latter to be dispatch'd to me occasionally by the former, whom I could acquaint with my motions?
Then I wanted to inform myself, why I had not congratulatory letters from my aunts, and from my cousins Montague, to whom I had written, glorying in my beloved's escape; which letters, as they should be worded, might possibly be made necessary to shew, as matters proceed.
As to Windsor, I had no design to carry her particularly thither: But somewhere it was proper to name, as she condescended to ask my advice about it. London, I durst not; but very cautiously; and so as to make it her own option: For I must tell thee, that there is such a perverseness in the sex, that, when they ask your advice, they do it only to know your opinion, that they may oppose it; tho', had not the thing in question been your choice, perhaps it had been theirs.
I could easily give reasons against Windsor, after I had pretended to be there; and this would have looked the better, as it was a place of my own nomination; and shewn her, that I had no fixed scheme. -Never was there in woman such a sagacious, such an all-alive apprehension, as in this. -Yet it is a grievous thing to an honest man to be suspected.
Then, in my going or return, I can call upon Mrs. Greme. She and my beloved had a great deal of talk together. If I knew what it was about; and that Either, upon their first acquaintance, was for benefiting herself by the Other, I might contrive to serve them both, without hurting myself: For these are the most prudent ways of doing friendships, and what are not followed by regrets, tho' the serve-ed should prove ingrateful. Then Mrs. Greme corresponds by pen and ink with her farmer sister, where we are: Something may possibly arise that way, either of a convenient nature, which I may pursue; or an inconvenient, which I may avoid.
Always be careful of back-doors, is a maxim with me in all my exploits. Whoever knows me, knows that I am no proud man. I can talk as familiarly to servants as to principals, when I have a mind to make it worth their while to oblige me in any thing. -Then servants are but as the common soldiers in an army: They do all the mischief; frequently without malice, and merely, good souls! for mischief-sake.
I am most apprehensive about Miss Howe. She has a confounded deal of wit, and wants only a subject, to shew as much roguery: And should I be out-witted, with all my sententious, boasting conceit of my own nostrum-mongership-[I love to plague thee, who art a pretender to accuracy, and a surface-skimmer in learning, with out-of-the-way words and phrases] I should certainly hang, drown, or shoot myself.
Poor Hickman! -I pity him for the prospect lie has with such a virago! -But the fellow's a fool, God wot! And now I think of it, it is absolutely necessary for complete happiness in the marry'd state, that one should be a fool; an argument I once held with this very Miss Howe. -But then the fool should know that he is so, else the obstinate one will disappoint the wise one.
But my agent Joseph has help'd me to secure this quarter.

### v3 LETTER XXV.

Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
But is it not a confounded thing, that I cannot fasten an obligation upon this proud beauty? I have two motives, in endeavouring to prevail upon her to accept money and raiment from me: One, the real pleasure I should have in the accommodating the haughty maid; and to think there was something near her, and upon her, that I could call mine: The other, in order to abate her severity, and humble her a little.
Nothing sooner brings down a proud spirit, than a sense of lying under pecuniary obligations. This has always made me solicitous to avoid laying myself under any such: Yet sometimes formerly have I been put to it, and cursed the tardy revolution of the quarterly periods. And yet I ever made shift to avoid anticipations: I never would eat the calf in the cow's belly, as Lord M.'s phrase is: For what is that, but to hold onr lands upon tenant-courtesy, the vilest of all tenures? To be deny'd a fox-chace, for fear of breaking down a fence upon my own grounds? To be clamour'd at for repairs studied for, rather than really wanted? To be prated to by a bumkin with his hat on, and his arms folded, as if he defied your expectations of that sort; his foot firmly fixed, as if upon his own ground; and you forced to take his arch leers, and stupid gybes; intimating by the whole of his conduct, that he has had it in his power to oblige you, and, if you behave civilly, may oblige you again? -I, who think I have a right to break every man's head I pass by, if I like not his looks, to bear this! -I no more could do it, than I could borrow of an insolent uncle, or inquisitive aunt, who would thence think themselves intitled to have an account of all my life and actions laid before them for their review and censure.
My charmer, I see, has a pride like my own: But she has no distinction in her pride: Nor knows the pretty fool, that there is nothing nobler, nothing more delightful, than for lovers to be conferring and receiving obligations from one another. In this very farm-yard, to give thee a familiar instance, I have more than once seen this remark illustrated. A strutting rascal of a cock have I beheld chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck-ing his mistress to him, when he has found a single barley-corn, taking it up with his bill, and letting it drop five or six times, still repeating his chucking invitation: And when two or three of his feather'd ladies strive who shall be the first for't [O Jack! a cock is a grand-signor of a bird!], he directs the bill of the foremost to it; and, when she has got the dirty pearl, he struts over her with an erected crest, and an exulting chuck-a chuck-aw-aw-w, circling round her, with dropt wings, sweeping the dust in humble courtship: While the obliged she, half-shy, half-willing, by her cowring tail, half-stretch'd wings, yet seemingly affrighted eyes, and contracted neck, lets one see, that she knows the barley-corn was not all he called her for.
When he comes to that part of his narrative, where he mentions the proposing of the lady's maid Hannah, or one of the young gentlewomen, to attend her, thus he writes:
Now, Belford, canst thou imagine what I meant by proposing Hannah, or one of the girls here, for her attendant? I'll give thee a month to guess.
Thou wilt not pretend to guess, thou say'st.
Well, then, I'll tell thee.
Believing she would certainly propose to have that favourite wench about her, as soon as she was a little settled, I had caused the girl to be inquired after, with an intent to make interest, some how or other, that a month's warning should be insisted on by her master or mistress, or by some other means, which I had not determined upon, to prevent her coming to her. But fortune fights for me. The wench is luckily ill; a violent rheumatic disorder, which has obliged her to leave her place, confines her to her chamber: Poor Hannah! How I pity the girl! These things are very hard upon industrious servants! -I intend to make the poor maid a small present on the occasion-I know it will oblige my charmer.
And so, Jack, pretending not to know any thing of the matter, I pressed her to send for the wench. She knew I had always a regard for this servant, because of her honest love to her lady: But now I have a greater regard for her than ever. Calamity, tho' a poor servant's calamity, will rather increase than diminish good-will, with a truly generous master or mistress.
As to one of the young Sorlings's attendance, there was nothing at all in proposing that; for if either of them had been chosen by her, and permitted by the mother [Two chances in that!], it would have been only till I had fix'd upon another. And if afterwards they had been loth to part, I could easily have given my beloved a jealousy, which would have done the business; or to the girl, who would have quitted her country dairy, such a relish for a London one, as would have made it very convenient for her to fall in love with Will; or perhaps I could have done still better for her with Lord M.'s chaplain, who is very desirous of standing well with his Lord's presumptive heir.
A blessing on thy honest heart, Lovelace! thou'lt say; for thou art for providing for every-body.
He gives an account of the serious part of their conversation, with no great variation from the lady's account of it: And when he comes to that part of it, where he bids her remember, that reformation cannot be a sudden thing, he asks his friend;
Is not this fair play? Is it not dealing ingenuously? Then the observation, I will be bold to say, is founded in truth and nature. But there was a little touch of policy in it besides; that the lady, if I should fly out again, should not think me too gross an hypocrite: For, as I plainly told her, I was afraid, that my fits of reformation were but fits and sallies; but I hoped her example would fix them into habits. But it is so discouraging a thing, to have my monitress so very good! -I protest I know not how to look up at her! Now, as I am thinking, if I could pull her down a little nearer to my own level; that is to say, could prevail upon her to do something that would argue imperfection, something to repent of; we should jog on much more equally, and be better able to comprehend one another: And so the comfort would be mutual, and the remorse not all on one side.
He acknowleges, that he was greatly affected and pleased with the lady's serious arguments at the time: But even then was apprehensive that his temper would not hold. Thus he writes;
This lady says serious things in so agreeable a manner; and then her voice is all harmony, when she touches a subject she is pleased with; that I could have listened to her for half a day together. But yet I am afraid, if she falls, as they call it, she will lose a good deal of that pathos, of that noble self-confidence, which gives a good person, as I now see, a visible superiority over one not so good.
But, after all, Belford, I would fain know why people call such free livers as you and me hypocrites. - That's a word I hate; and should take it very ill to be called by it. For myself, I have as good motions, and perhaps have them as frequently as any-body: All the business is, they don't hold; or, to speak more in character, I don't take the care some do, to conceal my lapses.

### v3 LETTER XXVI.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sat. April 15.
Tho' pretty much pressed in time, and oppressed by my mamma's watchfulness, I will write a few lines upon the new light that has broke in upon your gentleman; and send it by a particular hand.
I know not what to think of him upon it. -He talks well; but judge him by Rowe's lines, he is certainly a dissembler, odious as the sin of hypocrisy, and, as he says, that other of ingratitude, are to him.
And pray, my dear, let me ask you, Could he have triumphed, as it is said he has done, over so many of our sex, had he not been egregiously guilty of both sins?
His ingenuity is the thing that staggers me: Yet is he cunning enough to know, that whoever accuses himself first, blunts the edge of an adversary's accusation.
He is certainly a man of sense: There is more hope of such a one, than of a fool: And there must be a beginning to a reformation. These I will allow in his favour.
But this, I think, is the only way to judge of his specious confessions and self-accusations-Does he confess any thing that you knew not before, or that you are not likely to find out from others? -If nothing else, what does he confess to his own disadvantage? You have heard of his duels: You have heard of his seductions: All the world has. -He owns therefore what it would be to no purpose to conceal; and his ingenuity is a salvo-'Why, this, Madam, is no more than Mr. Lovelace himself acknowleges.'
Well, but, what is now to be done? -You must make the best of your situation: And as you say, so say I, I hope that will not be bad: For I like all that he has proposed to you of Windsor, and his Canon's house. His readiness to leave you, and go himself in quest of a lodging, likewise looks well. -And I think there is nothing can be so properly done, as [whether you get to a Canon's house or not] that the Canon joins you together in wedlock as soon as possible.
I much approve, however, of all your cautions, of all your vigilance, and of every thing you have done, but of your meeting of him. Yet, in my disapprobation of that, I judge by the event only; for who would have divined, it would have concluded as it did? But he is the devil, by his own account: And had he run away with the wretched Solmes, and your more wretched brother, and been himself transported for life, he should have had my free consent for all three.
What use does he make of that Joseph Leman! - His ingenuousness, I must once more say, confounds me; but if, my dear, you can forgive your brother, I don't know whether you ought to be angry at him on that account; yet I have wish'd fifty times, since he got you away, that you were rid of him, whether it were by a burning fever, by hanging, by drowning, or by a broken neck; provided it were before he laid you under a necessity to go into mourning for him.
I repeat my hitherto-rejected offer. May I send it safely by your old man? -I have reasons for not sending it by Hickman's servant; unless I had a bank note or notes. Inquiring for such may cause distrust. My mamma is so busy, so inquisitive! -I don't love suspicious tempers.
And here she is continually in and out-I must break off. Mr. Hickman begs his most respectful compliments to you, and offer of services. I told him I would oblige him, because minds in trouble take kindly any-body's civilities: But that he must not imagine he obliged me by this: Since I should think the man or woman either blind or stupid, who admired not a person of your exalted merit for her own sake, and wish'd not to serve her without view to other reward, than the honour of serving her.
To be sure, that was his principal motive, with great daintiness he said it: But with a kiss of his hand, and a bow to my feet, he hoped, that that fine lady's being my friend did not lessen the merit of the reverence he really had for her. Believe me ever, what you shall ever find me,
Your faithful and affectionate
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER XXVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sat. Afternoon.
I detain your messenger while I write in answer to yours; my poor old man not being very well.
You dishearten me a good deal about this man. I may be too willing, from my sad circumstances, to think the best of him. -If his pretences to reformation are but pretences, what must be his intent? But can the heart of man be so very vile? Can he, dare he, mock the Almighty? -But may I not, from one very sad reflection, think better of him; That I am thrown too much in his power, to make it necessary for him (except he were to intend the very utmost villainy by me) to be such a shocking hypocrite? -He must, at least, be in earnest, at the time he gives the better hopes. Surely he must. -You yourself must join with me in this hope, or you could not wish me to be so dreadfully yoked.
But after all, I had rather be independent of him, and of his family, altho' I have an high opinion of them; much rather: At least till I see what my own may be brought to. -Otherwise, I think, it were best for me, at once, to cast myself into Lady Betty's protection. All would then be conducted with decency, and perhaps many mortifications would be spared me. But then I must be his, at all adventures, and be thought to defy my own family. And shall I not see the issue of one application first? -And yet I cannot make this, till I am settled somewhere, and at a distance from him.
Mrs. Sorlings shew'd me a letter this morning, which she had received from her sister Greme last night; in which (hoping I will forgive her forward zeal, if her sister thinks fit to shew her letter to me) she 'wishes for all the noble family's sake, and she hopes she may say for my own, that I will be pleased to yield to make his honour, as she calls him, happy' She grounds her officiousness, as she calls it, upon what he was so condescending [her word also] to say to her yesterday, in his way to Windsor, on her presuming to ask, If she might soon give him joy. 'That no man ever loved a woman as he loved me: That no woman ever so well deserved to be beloved: That in every conversation, he admired me still more: That he loved me with such a purity, as he had never believed himself capable of, or that a mortal creature could have inspired him with; looking upon me as all soul; as an angel sent down to save his;' and a great deal more of this sort: 'But that he apprehended, my consent to make him happy was at a greater distance than he wished. And complain'd of my too severe restrictions upon him, before I honour'd him with my confidence: Which restrictions must be as sacred to him, as if they were parts of the marriage-contract, &c.'
What, my dear, shall I say to this? -How shall I take it? Mrs. Greme is a good woman. Mrs. Sorlings is a good woman. And this letter agrees with the conversation I thought, and still think, so agreeable. - Yet what means the man by foregoing the opportunities he has had to declare himself? -What mean his complaints of my restrictions to Mrs. Greme? He is not a bashful man! -But you say, I inspire people with an awe of me! -An awe, my dear! -As how?-
I am quite petulant at times, to find, that I am bound to see the workings of this subtle, or this giddy spirit; which shall I call it?
How am I punish'd, as I frequently think, for my vanity, in hoping to be an example to young persons of my sex! Let me be but a warning, and I will now be contented. For, be my destiny what it may, I shall never be able to hold up my head again among my best friends and worthiest companions.
It is one of the cruellest circumstances that attends the faults of the inconsiderate, that she makes all who love her unhappy, and gives joy only to her own enemies, and to the enemies of her family.
What an useful lesson would this afford, were it properly inculcated at the time that the tempted mind was balancing upon a doubtful adventure?
You know not, my dear, the worth of a virtuous man; and noble-minded as you are in most particulars, you partake of the common weakness of human nature, in being apt to slight what is in your own power.
You would not think of using Mr. Lovelace, were he your suitor, as you do the much worthier Mr. Hickman-Would you? You know who says, in my mamma's case, 'Much will bear, much shall bear, all the world through.' Mr. Hickman, I fancy, would be glad to know the lady's name, who made such an observation. He would think it hardly possible, but such a one should benefit by her own remark; and would be apt to wish his Miss Howe acquainted with her.
Gentleness of heart, surely, is not despicable in a man. Why, if it be, is the highest distinction a man can arrive at, that of a Gentleman? -A distinction which a prince may not deserve. For manners, more than birth, fortune, or title, are requisite in this character. Manners are indeed the essence of it. And shall it be generally said, and Miss Howe not be an exception to it [as once you wrote], that our sex are best dealt with by boistrous and unruly spirits?
Forgive me, my dear; and love me as you used to do. For altho' my fortunes are changed, my heart is not: Nor ever will, while it bids my pen tell you, that it must cease to beat, when it is not as much yours, as
Your Clarissa Harlowe's.

### v3 LETTER XXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Saturday Evening.
Mr. Lovelace has seen divers apartments at Windsor; but not one, he says, that he thought fit for me, or in any manner answering my description.
He had been very solicitous to keep to the letter of my instructions: Which looks well: And the better I liked him, as, altho' he proposed that town, he came back, dissuading me from it: For he said, that, in his journey from thence, he had thought Windsor, altho' of his own proposal, a wrong choice; because I coveted privacy, and that was a place generally visited and admired.
I told him, that if Mrs. Sorlings thought me not an incumbrance, I would be willing to stay there a little longer; provided he would leave me, and go to Lord M.'s, or to London, which ever he thought best.
He hop'd, he said, that he might suppose me absolutely safe from the insults or attempts of my brother; and therefore, if it would make me easier, he would obey, for a few days at least.
He again proposed to send for Hannah-I told him I design'd to do so, thro' you: And shall I beg of you, my dear, to cause the honest creature to be sent to? Your faithful Robert, I think, knows where she is. Perhaps she will be permitted to quit her place directly, by allowing a month's wages, which I will repay her.
He took notice of the serious humour he found me in, and of the redness of my eyes: I had just been answering your letter; and, had he not approach'd me, on his coming off his journey, in a very respectful manner, had he not made an unexceptionable report of his inquiries, and been so ready to go from me, at the very first word; I was prepar'd (notwithstanding the good terms we parted upon when he set out for Windsor) to have given him a very unwelcome reception: For the contents of your last letter had so affected me, that the moment I saw him, I beheld with indignation the seducer, who had been the cause of all the evils I suffer, and have suffered.
He hinted to me, that he had received a letter from Lady Betty, and another, as I understood him, from one of the Miss Montagues. If they take notice of me in them, I wonder that he did not acquaint me with the contents. I am afraid, my dear, that his relations are among those, who think I have taken a rash and inexcusable step. It is not to my credit to let even them know, how I have been frighted out of myself: And who knows but they may hold me unworthy of their alliance, if they may think my flight a voluntary one? -O my dear, how uneasy to us are our reflections upon every doubtful occurrence, when we know we have been prevailed upon to do a wrong thing!
Sunday Morning.
What an additional concern must I have in my reflections upon Mr. Lovelace's hatred of all my relations? -He calls some of them implacable; but I am afraid that he is as implacable himself; as the most inveterate of them.
I could not forbear, with great earnestness, to express my wishes for a reconciliation with them; and, in order to begin a treaty for that purpose, to re-urge his departure from me: He gave himself high airs upon the occasion, not doubting, he said, that he was to be the preliminary sacrifice; and then he reflected in a very free manner upon my brother; nor spared my father himself.
So little consideration for me, my dear! -Yet it had always, as I told him, been his polite way, to treat my family with contempt; wicked creature that I was, to know it, and yet to hold correspondence with him!-
But let me tell you, Sir, said I, that whatever your violent temper and contempt of me, may drive you to say of my brother, I will not hear my father spoken ill of. It is enough, surely, that I have tormented his worthy heart by my disobedience; and that his once beloved child has been spirited away from him. - To have his character reflected upon, by the man who has been the cause of all, is what I will not bear.
He said many things in his own defence; but not one, as I told him, that could justify a daughter to hear, or a man to say, who pretended what he pretended to that daughter.
And then, seeing me very sincerely angry, he begg'd my pardon, tho' not in a very humble manner. But, to change the subject, he took notice of the two letters he had received, one from Lady Betty Lawrance, the other from Miss Montague; and read me passages out of both.
Why did not the man shew them to me last night? Was he afraid of giving me too much pleasure?
Lady Betty in hers, express herself in the most obliging manner, in relation to me. 'She wishes him so to behave, as to encourage me to make him soon happy. She desires her compliments to me; and expresses her impatience to see, as her niece, so celebrated a lady [Those are her high words]. She shall take it for an honour, she says, to be put into a way to oblige me. She hopes I will not too long delay the ceremony; because that perform'd, will be to her, and to Lord M. and Lady Sarah, a sure pledge of her nephew's merits, and good behaviour.'
She says, 'She was always sorry to hear of the hardships I had met with on his account. That he will be the most ingrateful of men, if he make not all up to me: And that she thinks it incumbent upon all their family to supply to me the lost favour of my own: And, for her part, nothing of that kind, she bids him assure me, shall be wanting.'
Her Ladyship observes, 'That the treatment he had received from my family, would have been more unaccountable than it was, with such natural and accidental advantages as he had, had it not been owing to his own careless manners. But she hopes, that he will convince the Harlowe-family, that they had thought worse of him than he had deserved; since now it was in his power to establish his character for ever: Which she prays God to enable him to do, as well for his own honour, as for the honour of their house' [was the magnificent word].
She concludes, with 'desiring to be informed of our nuptials the moment they are celebrated, that she may be with the earliest in felicitating me on the happy occasion.'
But her Ladyship gives me no direct invitation to attend her before marriage. Which I might have expected from what he had told me.
He then shew'd me part of Miss Montague's more sprightly letter, 'congratulating him upon the honour he had obtain'd, of the confidence of so admirable a Lady' [Those are her words. Confidence, my dear! Nobody, indeed, as you say, will believe otherwise, were they to be told the truth: And you see, that Miss Montague (and all his family, I suppose) think the step I have taken, an extraordinary one]. 'She also wishes for his speedy nuptials; and to see her new cousin at M. Hall: As do Lord M. she tells him, and her sister; and in general all the well-wishers of their family.'
'Whenever his happy day shall be passed, she proposes, she says, to attend me, and to make one in my train to M. Hall, if his lordship shall continue so ill of the gout, as at present. But that should he get better, he will himself attend me, she is sure, and conduct me thither: And afterwards quit either of his three seats to us, till we shall be settled to our mind.'
This young lady says nothing in excuse for not meeting me on the road, or at St. Albans, as he had made me expect she would: Yet mentions her having been indisposed. He had also told me, that Lord M. was ill of the gout; which Miss Montague's letter confirms.

### v3 LETTER XXIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; In Continuation.
You may believe, my dear, that these letters put me in good humour with him. He saw it in my countenance, and congratulated himself upon it. But yet I wonder'd that I could not have the contents of them communicated to me last night.
He then urged me to go directly to Lady Betty's, on the strength of her letter.
But how, said I, can I do that, were I out of all hope of a reconciliation with my friends [which yet, however improbable to be brought about, is my duty to attempt] as her ladyship has given me no particular invitation?
That, he was sure, was owing to her doubt that it would be accepted: Else she had done it with the greatest pleasure in the world.
That doubt itself, I said, was enough to deter me: Since her ladyship, who knew so well the boundaries of the fit and the unfit, by her not expecting I would accept of an invitation, had she given it, would have reason to think me very forward, if I had accepted it; and much more forward to go without it. Then, said I, I thank you, Sir, I have no cloaths fit to go anywhere, or to be seen by any-body.
O, I was fit to appear in the 'drawing-room, were full dress and jewels to be excused, and should make the most amiable [extraordinary he must mean] figure there. He was astonish'd at the elegance of my dress. By what art he knew not, but I appeared to such advantage, as if I had a different suit every day. Besides, his cousins Montague would supply me with all I wanted for the present; and he would write to Miss Charlotte accordingly, if I would give him leave.
Do you think me the jay in the fable? said I. - Would you have me visit the owners of the borrowed dresses in their own cloaths? -Surely, Mr. Lovelace, you think I have either a very low, or a very confident mind.
Would I choose to go to London, for a few days only, in order to furnish myself with cloaths?
Not at his expence. I was not prepared to wear his livery yet.
I could not have appeared in earnest to him, in my displeasure at his artful contrivances to get me away, if I were not occasionally to shew my real fretfulness upon the destitute condition he has reduced me to. When people set out wrong together, it is very difficult to avoid recriminations.
He wish'd he knew but my mind-That should direct him in his proposals, and it would be his delight to observe it, whatever it was.
My mind was, that he should leave me out of hand. -How often must I tell him so?-
If I were any-where but here, he would obey me, he said, if I insisted upon it. But if I would assert my right, that would be infinitely preferable, in his opinion, to any other measure but one; which he durst only hint at: For then, admitting his visits, or refusing them, as I pleased [granting a correspondence by letter only] it would appear to all the world, that what I had done, was but in order to do myself justice.
How often must I tell you, Sir, that I will not litigate with my papa? -Do you think that my unhappy circumstances will alter my notions of my own duty, so far as it is practicable for me to perform it? -How can I obtain possession without litigation, and but by my trustees? One of them will be against me; the other is abroad. This must take up time, were I disposed to fall upon this measure. -And what I want, is present independence, and your immediate absence.
Upon his soul, the wretch swore, he did not think it safe, for the reasons he had before given, to leave me here. -He hoped I would think of some place, to which I should like to go. But he must take the liberty to say, that he hoped his behaviour had not been so exceptionable, as to make me so very earnest for his absence in the interim: And the less, surely, as I was almost eternally shutting up myself from him; altho' he presumed, he said, to assure me, that he never went from me, but with a corrected heart, and with strengthened resolutions of improving by my example.
Eternally shutting myself up from you! repeated I- I hope, Sir, that you will not pretend to take it amiss, that I expect to be uninvaded in my retirements. I hope you do not think me so weak a creature (novice as you have found me in a very capital instance) as to be fond of occasions to hear your fine speeches, especially as no differing circumstances require your over-frequent visits; nor that I am to be addressed to as if I thought hourly professions needful to assure me of your honour.
He seemed a little disconcerted.
You know, Mr. Lovelace, proceeded I, why I am so earnest for your absence. It is, that I may appear to the world independent of you; and in hopes, by that means, to find it less difficult to set on foot a reconciliation with my friends. And now let me add (in order to make you easier as to the terms of that hoped-for reconciliation) that since I find I have the good fortune to stand so well with your relations, I will, from time to time, acquaint you, by letter, when you are absent, with every step I shall take, and with every overture that shall be made to me. But not with an intention to render myself accountable to you, neither, as to my acceptance or non-acceptance of those overtures. They know, that I have a power given me by my grandfather's will, to bequeath the estate he left me, together with my share of the effects, in a way that may affect them, though not absolutely from them: This consideration, I hope, will procure me some from them, when their passion subsides, and they know I am independent of you.
Charming reasoning! -And let him tell me, that the assurance I had given him was all he wished-for. It was more than he could ask. -What a happiness to have a woman of honour and generosity to depend upon! -Had he, on his first entrance into the world, met with such a one, he had never been other than a man of strict virtue-But all, he hoped, was for the best; since, in that case, he had never, perhaps, had the happiness now in his view; because his relations had been always urging him to marry; and that before he had the honour to know me. -And now, as he had not been so bad as some peoples malice reported him to be, he hoped, he should have more merit in his repentance, than if he had never err'd.
I said, I took it for granted, that he assented to the reasoning he seemed to approve, and would leave me. And then I asked him, What he really, and in his most deliberate mind, would advise me to, in my present situation? He must needs see, I said, that I was at a great loss what to resolve upon; intirely a stranger to London, having no adviser, no protector, at present: -Himself, he must give me leave to tell him, greatly deficient in practice, if not in the knowlege, of those decorums, which, I had apprehended, were indispensable in the character of a man of birth, fortune, and education.
He imagines himself, I find, to be a very polite man, and cannot bear to be thought otherwise. He put up his lip,-I am sorry for it, Madam. -A man of breeding, a man of politeness, give me leave to say, colouring, is much more of a black swan with you, than with any lady I ever met with.
Then that is your misfortune, Mr. Lovelace, as well as mine, at present. -Every woman of discernment, I am confident, knowing what I know of you now, would say as I say [I had a mind to mortify a pride, that I am sure deserves to be mortify'd] that your politeness is not regular, nor constant. It is not habit. It is too much seen by fits, and starts, and sallies, and those not spontaneous. You must be reminded into them.
O Lord! O Lord! -Poor I!-was the light, yet the half-angry wretch's self-pitying expression!-
I proceeded. -Upon my word, Sir, you are not the accomplish'd man, which your talents and opportunities would have led one to expect you to be. - You are indeed in your noviciate [He had, in a former conversation, used that word] as to every laudable attainment.-

### v3 LETTER XXX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; In Continuation.
I was going on to tell him more of my mind, since the subject was introduced and treated by him so lightly; 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 our present situation, if you had not too cruel a pleasure in mortifying a man, who before looked up to you with a diffidence in his own merits too great to permit him to speak half 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 mouth in the world so qualify'd to give it.
You talk of reformation, sometimes, Mr. Lovelace; and in so talking acknowlege errors. But I see you can very ill bear the reproof, which perhaps you are not solicitous to avoid giving occasion for. -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. -Altho' 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 not 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 with whom you wish to be reconciled, set on foot, and in a train.
And now let me mention to you different proposals; 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 go, and endeavour to prevail upon them to receive you.
Do you incline to go to Florence to your cousin Morden? -I will furnish you with the 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 escorte; 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 take 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 then I told him it was unnecessary to trouble you for your opinion about it. My cousin Morden was soon expected. I could not admit of his accompanying me, in any shape, or upon any condition. It was highly improbable that I should obtain the favour of either of his cousins company: And if that could be done, it would be the same thing in the world's eye, as if he went himself.
This led us into another convesation: Which shall be the subject of my next.

### v3 LETTER XXXI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; In Continuation.
Mr. Lovelace told me, that on the supposition that his proposal in relation to my cousin Morden might not be accepted, he had been studying to find out, if possible, somewhat that might be agreeable, and which might convince me, that he preferr'd my satisfaction to his own.
He then offered to go himself, and procure my Hannah to come and attend me: As I had declin'd the service of either of the young Mrs. Sorlings's, he was extremely solicitous, he said, that I should have a servant, in whose integrity I might confide.
I told him, that you would be so kind, as to send to engage Hannah, if possible.
If any thing, he said, should prevent her from comeing, suppose he himself waited upon Miss Howe, to desire her, to lend me her servant till I was provided to my mind?
I said, Your mamma's high displeasure at the step I had taken (as she supposed, voluntarily), had deprived me of any open assistance of that sort from you.
He was amazed, so much as Mrs. Howe herself used to admire me; and so great an influence as Miss was supposed to have over her mamma (and deserved to have) that that lady should take upon herself to be so much offended with me. He wish'd, that the man, who took such pains to keep up and inflame the passions of my father and uncles, were not at the bottom of this mischief too.
I was afraid, I said, that my brother was; or else my uncle Antony, I dared to say, would not have taken such pains to set Mrs. Howe against me, as I understood he had done.
Since I had declined visiting his aunts, he asked me, If I would admit of a visit from his cousin Montague, and accept of a servant of hers for the present?
That was not, I said, an unacceptable proposal: But I would first see, if my friends would send me my cloaths, that I might not make such a giddy and run-away appearance to any of his relations.
If I pleased, he would make another journey to Windsor, to make more particular inquiry among the canons, or in any worthy family.
Were not his objections as to the publicness of the place, I asked him, as strong now as before?
I remember, my dear, in one of your former letters, you mentioned London, as the privatest place to be in: And I said, that since he made such pretences against leaving me here, as shewed he had no intention to do so; and since he engag'd to go from me, and to leave me to pursue my own measures, if I were elsewhere; and since his presence made these lodgings inconvenient to me, I should not be disinclined to go to London, did I know any-body there.
As he had several times proposed London to me, I expected, that he would eagerly have embraced that motion from me. But he took not ready hold of it: Yet I thought his eye approved of it.
We are both great watchers of each other's eyes; and indeed seem to be more than half-afraid of each other.
He then made a grateful proposal to me; that I would send for my Mrs. Norton to attend me.
He saw by my eyes, he said, that he had at last been happy in an expedient, which would answer both our wishes. Why, says he, did not I think of it before? -And snatching my hand, Shall I write, Madam? Shall I send? Shall I go and fetch the good woman myself?
After a little consideration, I told him, that this was indeed a grateful motion: But that I apprehended, it would put her to a difficulty, which she would not be able to get over; as it would make a woman of her known prudence appear to countenance a fugitive daughter, in opposition to her parents: And as her coming to me would deprive her of my mamma's favour, without its being in my power to make it up to her.
O my beloved creature! said he, generously enough, let not this be an obstacle. I will do every thing for the good woman you wish to have done-Let me go for her.
More coolly than perhaps his generosity deserved, I told him, It was impossible but I must soon hear from my friends. I should not, mean time, embroil any-body with them. Not Mrs. Norton especially, from whose interest in, and mediation with, my mamma, I might expect some good, were she to keep herself in a neutral state: That, besides, the good woman had a mind above her fortune; and would sooner want, than be beholden to any-body improperly.
Improperly, said he! -Have not persons of merit a right to all the benefits conferr'd upon them? - Mrs. Norton is so good a woman, that I shall think she lays me under an obligation, if she will put it in my power to serve her; altho' she were not to augment it, by giving me the opportunity at the same time, of contributing to your pleasure and satisfaction.
How could this man, with such powers of right thinking, be so far deprav'd by evil habits, as to disgrace his talents by wrong acting?
Is there not room, after all, thought I, at the time, for hope (as he so lately led me to hope) that the example it will behove me, for both our sakes, to endeavour to set him, may influence him to a change of manners, in which both may find their account?
Give me leave, Sir, said I, to tell you, there is a strange mixture in your mind. You must have taken pains to suppress many good motions and reflections, as they arose, or levity must have been surprisingly predominant in it. -But as to the subject we were upon, there is no taking any resolutions till I hear from my friends.
Well, Madam, I can only say, I would find out some expedient, if I could, that should be agreeable to you. But since I cannot, will you be so good as to tell me, what you would wish to have done? Nothing in the world but I will comply with, excepting leaving you here, at such a distance from the place I shall be in, if any thing should happen; and in a place where my gossiping rascals have made me in a manner public, for want of proper cautions at first.
These vermin, added he, have a pride they can hardly rein-in, when they serve a man of family. They boast of their master's pedigree and descent, as if they were related to him. Nor is any thing they know of him, or of his affairs, a secret to one another, were it what would hang him.
If so, thought I, men of family should take care to give them subjects worth boasting of.
I am quite at a loss, said I, what to do, or whither to go. Would you, Mr. Lovelace, in earnest, advise me to think of going to London?
And I looked at him with stedfastness. But nothing could I gather from his looks.
At first, Madam, said he, I was for proposing London, as I was then more apprehensive of pursuit. But as your relations seem cooler on that head, I am the more indifferent about the place you go to. -So as you are pleased-So as you are easy, I shall be happy.
This indifference of his to London, I cannot but say, made me like going thither the better. I asked him [to hear what he would say], if he could recommend me to any particular place in London?
No, he said: None that was fit for me, or that I should like. His friend Belford indeed, had very handsome lodgings, near Soho-Square, at a relation's, a lady of virtue and honour. These, as Mr. Belford was generally in the country, he could borrow till I were better accommodated.
I was resolved to refuse these at the first mention, as I should any other he had named. Nevertheless, I will see, thought I, if he has really thoughts of these for me. If I break off the talk here, and he resume this proposal with earnestness in the morning, I shall apprehend, that he is less indifferent than he seems to be, about my going to London; and that he has already a lodging in his eye for me. -And then I won't go at all.
But after such generous motions from him, I really think it a little barbarous to act and behave as if I thought him capable of the blackest and most ingrateful baseness. But his character, his principles, are so faulty! -He is so light, so vain, so various, that there is no certainty that he will be next hour what he is This. Then, my dear, I have no guardian now; no father, no mother! Nothing but God and my vigilance to depend upon. And I have no reason to expect a miracle in my favour.
Well, Sir, said I, rising, to leave him, something must be resolved upon: But I will postpone this subject till to-morrow morning.
He would fain have engag'd me longer; but I said, I would see him as early as he pleased in the morning. He might think of any convenient place in London, or near it, mean time.
And so I retired from him. As I do from my pen; hoping for better rest for the few hours that will remain for that desirable refreshment, than I have had of a long time.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER XXXII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; In Continuation.
Monday Morning, April 17.
Late as I went to bed, I have had very little rest. Sleep and I have quarrell'd; and altho' I court it, it will not be friends. I hope its Fellow-irreconcileables at Harlowe-Place, enjoy its balmy comforts. Else, that will be an aggravation of my fault. My brother and sister, I dare say, want it not.
Mr. Lovelace, who is an early riser, as well as I, join'd me in the garden about six; and, after the usual salutations, ask'd me to resume our last night's subject. It was upon lodgings at London, he said.
I think you mention'd one to me, Sir;-Did you not?
Yes, Madam, but (watching the turn of my countenance) rather as what you'd be welcome to, than perhaps approve of.
I believe so too. To go to town upon an uncertainty, I own, is not agreeable; but to be oblig'd to any gentleman of your acquaintance, when I want to be thought independent of you; and to a gentleman especially, to whom my friends are to direct to me, if they vouchsafe to take notice of me at all; is an absurd thing to mention.
He did not mention it as what he imagin'd I would accept, but only to confirm to me what he had said, that he himself knew of none fit for me.
Has not your family, Madam, some one tradesman they deal with, who has conveniencies of this kind? I would make it worth such a person's while, to keep the secret of your being at his house. Traders are dealers in pins, said he; and will be more oblig'd by a peny customer than a pound present, because it is in their way: -Yet will refuse neither.
My father's tradesmen, I said, would, no doubt, be the first employ'd to find me out: So that proposal was as absurd as the other.
We had a good deal of discourse upon the same topic. But, at last, the result of all was this. -He wrote a letter to one Mr. Doleman, a marry'd man of fortune and character [I excepting to Mr. Belford], desiring him to provide decent apartments ready furnish'd [for I had told him what they should be] for a single woman; consisting of a bedchamber; another for a maid-servant, with the use of a dining-room or parlour. This he gave me to peruse; and then sealed it up, and dispatch'd it away in my presence, by one of his own servants, who having business in town, is to bring back an answer.
I attend the issue of it; holding myself in readiness to set out for London, unless you advise the contrary. I will only add, that I am
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER XXXIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Sat. Sunday, Monday.
He gives, in several letters, the substance of what is contained in the last of the Lady's.
He tells his friend, that calling at the Lawn, in his way to M. Hall (for he owns that he went not to Windsor), he found the letters from Lady Betty Lawrance, and his cousin Montague, which Mrs. Greme was about sending to him by a special messenger.
He gives the particulars from Mrs. Greme's report, of what passed between the Lady and her, as in p. 48, 49. and makes such declarations to Mrs. Greme of his honour and affection to the Lady, as put her upon writing the letter to her sister Sorlings, the contents of which are given by the Lady, in p. 152, 153.
He then accounts, as follows, for the serious humour he found her in, on his return.
Upon such good terms when we parted, I was surpriz'd to find so solemn a brow upon my return, and her charming eyes red with weeping. But when I had understood she had received letters from Miss Howe, it was easy to imagine, that that little devil had put her out of humour with me.
This gives me infinite curiosity to find out the subject of their letters. But this must not be attempted yet. An invasion in an article so sacred, would ruin me beyond retrieve. Yet it vexes me to the heart to think, that she is hourly writing her whole mind, on all that passes between her and me;-I under the same roof with her;-yet kept at such awful distance, that I dare not break into a correspondence, that may perhaps be a means to blow me, and all my devices, up together!
Would it be very wicked, Jack, to knock her messenger o'the head, as he is carrying my beloved's letters, or returning with Miss Howe's? To attempt to bribe him, and not succeed, would utterly ruin me. And the man seems to be one used to poverty, oce who can sit down satisfy'd with it, and enjoy it; contented with hand-to-mouth conveniencies, and not aiming to live better to-morrow, than he does today, and than he did yesterday. Such a one is above temptation, unless it could come cloath'd in the guise of truth and trust. What likelihood of corrupting a man who has no hope, no ambition?
Yet the rascal has but half-life, and groans under that. -Should I be answerable in his case for a whole one? -But hang the fellow! -Let him live. -Were I a king, or a minister of state, an Antonio Perez, it were another thing. And yet, on second thoughts, am not I a Rake, as it is called? And who ever knew a Rake to stick at any thing? But thou knowest, Jack, that the greatest half of my wickedness is vapour, to shew my invention; and that I could be mischievous if I would.
He collects the Lady's expressions, which his pride cannot bear: -Such as, That he is a stranger to the decorums which she thought inseparable from a man of birth and education; and that he is not the accomplish'd man he imagines himself to be; and threatens to remember them against her.
He values himself upon his proposals and speeches, which he gives to his friend pretty much to the same purpose that the Lady does in her four last letters.
When he recites his endeavouring to put her upon borrowing a servant from Miss Howe, till Hannah could come, he writes as follows:
Thou seest, Belford, that my charmer has no notion, that Miss Howe herself is but a puppet danc'd upon my wires, at second or third hand. To outwit, and impel, as one pleases, two such girls as these, who think they know every thing; and, by taking advantage of the pride and ill-nature of the old ones of both families, to play them off likewise, at the very time that they think they are doing me spiteful displeasure; what charming revenge! -Then the sweet Lady, when I wished, that her brother was not at the bottom of Mrs. Howe's resentment, to tell me, That she was afraid he was, or her uncle would not have appear'd against her to that lady. -Pretty dear! how innocent!
But don't think me the cause neither of her family's malice and resentment. It is all in their hearts. I work but with their materials. They, if left to their own wicked direction, would perhaps express their revenge by fire and fagot; that is to say, by the private dagger, or by Lord Chief Justices warrants, by Law, and so forth: I only point the lightning, and teach it where to dart, without the thunder: In other words, I only guide the effects: The cause is in their malignant hearts: And, while I am doing a little mischief, I prevent a great deal.
Thus he exults on her mentioning London.
I wanted her to propose London herself. This made me again mention Windsor. If you would have a woman do one thing, you must always propose another! -The Sex! the very Sex! as I hope to be saved! -Why, they lay one under a necessity to deal doubly with them: And, when they find themselves outwitted, they cry out upon an honest fellow, who has been too hard for them at their own weapons.
I could hardly contain myself. My heart was at my throat-Down, down, said I to myself, exuberant exultation! -A sudden cough befriended me: I again turned to her, all as indifferenced-over, as a girl at the first long-expected question, who waits for two more. I heard out the rest of her speech: And when she had done, instead of saying any thing of London, I proposed to her to send for her Mrs. Norton.
As I knew she would be afraid of lying under obligations, had she accepted of my offer, I could have proposed to do so much for the good woman and her son, as would have made her resolve, that I should do nothing. -This, however, not merely to avoid expence: But there was no such thing as allowing of the presence of Mrs. Norton. I might as well have had her mother, or aunt Hervey with her. Hannah, had she been able to come, and had she come, I could have done well enough with. What do I keep fellows idling in the country for, but to fall in love, and even to marry, whom I would have them marry?
How unequal is a modest woman to the adventure, when she throws herself into the power of a rake! - Punctilio will, at any time, stand for reasons with such a one. She cannot break thro' a well-tested modesty. None but the impudent little rogues, who can name the parson and the church before you can ask them for either, and undress and go to bed before you the next hour, should think of running away with a man.
I am in the right train now. Every hour, I doubt not, will give me an increasing interest in the affections of this proud beauty! -I have just carried un-politeness far enough to make her afraid of me; and to shew her, that I am no whiner: Every instance of politeness, now, will give me double credit with her! My next point will be to make her acknowlege a lambent flame, a preference of me to all other men, at least: And then my happy hour is not far off. An acknowleged love sanctifies every freedom: And one freedom begets another. And if she call me ungenerous, I can call her cruel. The sex love to be called cruel. Many a time have I complained of cruelty, even in the act of yielding, because I knew it gratified their pride.
Mentioning that he had only hinted at Mr. Belford's lodgings, as an instance to confirm what he had said, that he knew of none in London fit for her, he says,
I had a mind to alarm her with something furthest from my purpose; for (as much as she disliked my motion) I intended nothing by it: Mrs. Osgood is too pious a woman; and would have been more her friend than mine.
I had a view, moreover, to give her an high opinion of her own sagacity. I love, when I dig a pit, to have my prey tumble in with secure feet, and open eyes: Then a man can look down upon her, with an O-ho, charmer! how came you there!
Monday, April 17.
I have just now received a fresh piece of intelligence from my agent, honest Joseph Leman. Thou knowest the history of poor Miss Betterton of Nottingham. James Harlowe is plotting to revive the resentments of that family against me. The Harlowes took great pains, some time ago, to get to the bottom of that story. But now the foolish devils are resolved to do something in it, if they can. My head is working to make this booby 'Squire a plotter, and a clever fellow, in order to turn his plots to my advantage, supposing the Lady shall aim to keep me at arm's length when in town, and to send me from her. -But I will, in proper time, let thee see Joseph's letter, and what I shall answer to it To know, in time, a designed mischief, is, with me, to disappoint it, and to turn it upon the contriver's head.
Joseph is plaguy squeamish again; but, I know, he only intends, by his qualms, to swell his merits with me. O Belford, Belford! what a vile corruptible rogue, whether in poor or in rich, is human nature!

### v3 LETTER XXXIV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
In answer to Letters xxvii. to xxxii. inclusive.
Tuesday, April 18.
You have a most implacable family. Another visit from your uncle Antony has not only confirm'd my mamma an enemy to our correspondence, but has almost put her upon treading in their steps.
But, to other subjects:
You plead generously for Mr. Hickman: -Perhaps, with regard to him, I may have done, as I have often done in singing or music-Begun a note or key too high; and yet, rather than begin again, proceed, tho' I strain my voice, or spoil my tune. -But this is evident, the man is more observant for it; and you have taught me, that the spirit which is the humbler for ill-usage, will be insolent upon better. So, good and grave Mr. Hickman, keep your distance a little longer, I beseech you. You have erected an altar to me; and I hope you will not refuse to bow to it.
But you ask me, if I would treat Mr. Lovelace, were he to be in Mr. Hickman's place, as I do Mr. Hickman? -Why really, my dear, I believe I should not. -I have been very sagely considering this point of behaviour, in general, on both sides, in courtship; and I will very candidly tell you the result. I have concluded, that politeness, even to excess, is necessary on the mens part, to bring us to listen to their first addresses, in order to induce us to bow our necks to a yoke so unequal. But, upon my conscience, I very much doubt, whether a little intermingled insolence is not requisite from them, to keep up that interest, when once it has got footing. Men must not let us see, that we can make fools of them. And, I think, that smooth love, that is to say, a passion without rubs; in other words, a passion without passion, is like a sleepy stream that is hardly seen to give motion to a straw. So that, sometimes to make us fear, and even, for a short space, to hate the wretch, is productive of the contrary extreme.
If this be so, Lovelace, than whom no man was ever more polite and obsequious at the beginning, has hit the very point. For his turbulence since, his readiness to offend, and his equal readiness to humble himself, as he is known to be a man of sense, and of courage too, must keep a woman's passion alive; and at last, tire her into a non-resistance, that shall make her as passive as a tyrant husband would wish her to be.
I verily think, that the different behaviour of our two heroes to their heroines, makes out this doctrine to demonstration. I am so much accustom'd, for my own part, to Hickman's whining, creeping, submissive courtship, that I now expect nothing but whine and cringe from him; and am so little moved with his nonsense, that I am frequently forced to go to my harpsichord, to keep me awake, and to silence his humdrum. -Whereas Lovelace keeps up the ball with a witness, and all his address and conversation is one continual game at racket.
Your frequent quarrels and reconciliations verify this observation: And I really believe, that, could Hickman have kept my attention alive after the Lovelace manner, only that he had preserv'd his morals, I should have marry'd the man by this time. But then he must have set out accordingly. For now, he can never, never recover himself, that's certain; but must be a dangler to the end of the courtship chapter; and, what is still worse for him, a passive to the end of his life.
Poor Hickman! perhaps you'll say. I have been called your Echo-Poor Hickman! say I.
You wonder, my dear, that Mr. Lovelace took not notice to you of his aunt's and cousin's letters to him, over-night. I don't like his keeping such a material and relative circumstance, as I may call it, one moment from you. By his communicating the contents of them to you next day, when you was angry with him, it looks as if he with-held them for occasional pacifiers; and if so, must he not have had a forethought that he might give you cause for anger? Of all the circumstances that have happen'd since you have been with him, I think I like this the least. This alone, my dear, small as it might look to an indifferent eye, in mine warrants all your cautions. Yet I think, that Mrs. Greme's letter to her sister Sorlings; his repeated motions for Hannah's attendance; and for that of one of the widow Sorlings's daughters; and, above all, for that of Mrs. Norton, are a agreeable counterbalances. Were it not for those circumstances, I should have said a great deal more of the other. Yet the foolish man, to let you know over-night, that he had such letters! -I can't tell what to make of him.
I am pleased with what these ladies write. And the more, as I have caused them to be again sounded, and find, that the whole family are as desirous as ever of your alliance.
I think there can be no objection to your going to London. There, as in the centre, you'll be in the way of hearing from every-body, and sending to anybody. And then you will put all his sincerity to the test, as to his promised absence, and such-like.
But really, my dear, I think you have nothing for it but marriage. You may try (that you may say you have try'd), what your relations can be brought to. But the moment they refuse your proposals, submit to the yoke, and make the best of it. He will be a savage indeed, if he makes you speak out. Yet, it is my opinion, that you must bend a little; for he cannot bear to be thought slightly of.
This was one of his speeches once; I believe design'd for me-'A woman who means one day to favour a man, should shew the world, for her own sake, that she distinguishes her adorer from the common herd.'
Shall I give you another fine sentence of his, and in the true libertine stile, as he spoke it, throwing out his challenging hand? -'D-n him, if he would marry (indelicate as some persons thought him to be) the first princess on earth, if he but thought she balanced a minute in her choice of him, or of an emperor.'
All the world, in short, expect you to have this man. They think, that you left your father's house for this very purpose. The longer the ceremony is delay'd, the worse appearance it will have in the world's eye. And it will not be the fault of some of your relations, if a slur be not thrown upon your reputation, while you continue unmarried. Your uncle Antony in particular, speaks rough and vile things, grounded upon the morals of his Brother Orson. But hitherto your admirable character has antidoted the poison; the speaker is despised, and every one's indignation raised against him.
I have written thro' many interruptions: And you'll see the first sheet creased and rumpled, occasioned by putting it into my bosom, on my mamma's sudden coming upon me. We have had one very pretty debate, I'll assure you; but it is not worth while to trouble you with the particulars. -But upon my word-No matter tho'-
Your Hannah cannot attend you. The poor girl left her place about a fortnight ago, on account of a rheumatic disorder, which has confined her to her room ever since. She burst into tears, when Kitty carried to her your desire of having her, and called herself doubly unhappy, that she could not wait upon a mistress whom she so dearly loved.
Were my mamma to have answer'd my wishes, I should have been sorry Mr. Lovelace had been the first proposer of my Kitty for your attendant, till Hannah could come. To be altogether among strangers, and a stranger to attend you every time you remove, is a very disagreeable thing. But your considerateness and bounty will make you faithful ones where-ever you go.
You must take your own way: But if you suffer any inconvenience, either as to cloaths or money, that is in my power to supply, I will never forgive you. My mamma (if that be your objection) need not know any thing of the matter.
Your next letter, I suppose, will be from London. Pray direct it, and your future letters, till further notice, to Mr. Hickman, at his own house. He is intirely devoted to you. Don't take so heavily my mamma's partiality and prejudices. I hope I am past a baby.
Heaven preserve you, and make you as happy as I think you deserve to be, prays.
Your ever-affectionate
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER XXXV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wedn. Morn. April 19.
I am glad, my dear friend, that you approve of my removal to London.
The disagreement between your mamma and you, gives me inexpressible affliction. I hope I think you both more unhappy than you are. But I beseech you let me know the particulars of the debate you call a very pretty one. I am well acquainted with your dialect. When you acquaint me with the whole, be your mamma ever so severe upon me, I shall be easier a great deal. -Faulty people should rather deplore the occasion, than resent the anger that is but the consequence of their fault.
If I am to be obliged to any-body in England for money, it shall be to you. Your mother need not know of your kindness to me, you say-But she must know it, if it be done, and if she challenge my beloved friend upon it-For would you either falsify or prevaricate? -I wish your mamma could be made easy on this head. -Forgive me, my dear-But I know-Yet once she had a better opinion of me. -O my inconsiderate rashness! -Excuse me once more, I pray you. -Pride, when it is native, will shew itself sometimes, in the midst of mortifications! -But my stomach is down already!
I am unhappy that I cannot have my worthy Hannah! -I am as sorry for the poor creature's illness as for my own disappointment by it. Come, my dear Miss Howe, since you press me to be beholden to you; and would think me proud, if I absolutely refused your favour, pray be so good as to send her two guineas in my name.
If I have nothing for it, as you say, but matrimony, it yields a little comfort, that his relations do not despise the fugitive, as persons of their rank and quality-pride might be supposed to do, for having been a fugitive.
But O my cruel, thrice cruel uncle! to suppose- But my heart checks my pen, and will not let it proceed, on an intimation so extremely shocking as that which he supposes! -Yet, if thus they have been persuaded, no wonder if they are irreconcileable. This is all my hard-hearted brother's doings! -His surmisings! -God forgive him! -Pray his injured sister, and
Your ever-obliged and affectionate friend,
Cl. H.

### v3 LETTER XXXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday, April 20.
Mr. Lovelace's servant is already return'd with an answer from his friend Mr. Doleman, who has taken pains in his inquiries, and is very particular. Mr. Lovelace brought me the letter as soon as he had read it; and as he now knows, that I acquaint you with every thing that offers, I desired him to let me send it to you for your perusal. Be pleased to return it by the first opportunity. You will see by it, that his friends in town have a notion, that we are actually married.
To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Tuesday Night, April 18.
Dear Sir,
I am extremely rejoiced to hear, that we shall so soon have you in town, after so long an absence. You will be the more welcome still, if what report says, be true; which is, that you are actually marry'd to the fair Lady upon whom we have heard you make such encomiums. Mrs. Doleman, and my sister, both wish you joy, if you are, and joy upon your near prospect, if you are not. I have been in town for this week past, to get help, if I could, from my paralytic complaints, and am in a course for them. - Which, nevertheless, did not prevent me from making the desired inquiries. This is the result.
You may have a first floor, well-furnished, at a mercer's in Bedford-street, Covent-garden, with what conveniencies you please for servants: And these either by the quarter or month. The terms according to the conveniencies required.
Mrs. Doleman has seen lodgings in Norfolk-street, and others in Cecil-street; but tho' the prospects to the Thames, and Surry-hills, look inviting from both these streets, yet I suppose they are too near the city.
The owner of those in Norfolk-street would have half the house go together. It would be too much for your description therefore: And I suppose, that you will hardly, when you think fit to declare your marriage, be in lodgings.
Those in Cecil-street are neat and convenient. The owner is a widow of good character; but she insists, that you take them for a twelvemonth certain.
You may have good accommodations in Dover-street, at a widow's, the relict of an officer in the guards, who dying soon after he had purchased his commission (to which he had a good title by service, and which cost him most part of what he had), she was obliged to let lodgings.
This may possibly be an objection. But she is very careful, she says, that she takes no lodgers, but of figure and reputation. She rents two good houses, distant from each other, only join'd by a large handsome passage. The inner-house is the genteelest, and is very elegantly furnished; but you may have the use of a very handsome parlour in the outer-house, if you choose to look into the street.
A little garden belongs to the inner-house, in which the old gentlewoman has display'd a true female fancy, and cramm'd it with vases, flower-plots, and figures, without number.
As these lodgings seem'd to me the most likely to please you, I was more particular in my inquiries about them. The apartments she has to let are in the inner-house: They are a dining-room, two neat parlours, a withdrawing-room, two or three handsome bed-chambers (one with a pretty light closet in it, which looks into the little garden); all furnish'd in taste.
A dignify'd clergyman, his wife, and maiden-daughter, were the last who lived in them. They have but lately quitted them, on his being presented to a considerable church-preferment in Ireland. The gentlewoman says, that he took the lodgings but for three months certain; but liked them and her usage so well, that he continued in them two years; and left them with regret, tho' on so good an account. She bragg'd, that this was the way of all the lodgers she ever had, who staid with her four times as long as they at first intended.
I had some knowlege of the colonel, who was always looked upon as a man of honour. His relict I never saw before. I think she has a masculine air, and is a little forbidding at first: But when I saw her behaviour to two agreeable maiden gentlewomen, her husband's nieces, whom, for that reason, she calls doubly hers, and heard their praises of her, I could impute her very bulk to good humour; since we seldom see your four peevish people plump. She lives very reputably, and is, as I find, aforehand in the world.
If these, or any other of the lodgings I have mentioned, be not altogether to your Lady's mind, she may continue in them the less while, and choose others for herself.
The widow consents, that you should take them for a month only, and what of them you please: The terms, she says, she will not fall out upon, when she knows what your Lady expects, and what her servants are to do, or yours will undertake; for she observed, that servants are generally worse to deal with, than their masters or mistresses.
The Lady may board or not, as she pleases.
As we suppose you marry'd, but that you have reason, from family-differences, to keep it private for the present, I thought it not amiss to hint as much to the widow (but as uncertainty, however), and asked her, if she could, in that case, accommodate you and your servants, as well as the lady and hers? She said, she could; and wish'd; by all means, it were to be so; since the circumstance of a person's being single, if not as well recommended as this lady, was one of her usual exceptions.
If none of these lodgings please, you need not doubt very handsome ones in or near Hanover-Square, Soho-Square, Golden-Square, or in some of the new streets about Grosvenor-Square. And Mrs. Doleman, her sister, and myself, most cordially join to offer to your good lady the best accommodations we can make for her at Uxbridge (and also for you, if you are the happy man we wish you to be), till she fits herself more to her mind.
Let me add, that the lodgings at the Mercer's, those in Cecil-street, those at the widow's in Dover-street, any of them, may be enter'd upon at a day's warning.
I am, my dear Sir,
Your sincere and affectionate friend and servant,
Tho. Doleman.
You will easily guess, my dear, when you have read the letter, which lodgings I made choice of. But first, to try him, as in so material a point I thought I could not be too circumspect, I seemed to prefer those in Norfolk-street, for the very reason the writer gives why he thought I would not; that is to say, for its neighbourhood to a city so well-govern'd as London is said to be. Nor should I have disliked a lodging in the heart of it, having heard but indifferent accounts of the liberties sometimes taken at the other end of the town. -Then seeming to incline to the lodgings in Cecil-street-Then to the Mercer's. But he made no visible preference: And when I asked his opinion of the widow-gentlewoman's, he said, He thought these the most to my taste and convenience: But as he hoped, that I would think lodgings necessary but for a very little while, he knew not which to give his vote for.
I then fixed upon the widow's; and he has written accordingly to Mr. Doleman, making my compliments to his lady and sister, for their kind offer.
I am to have the dining-room, the bedchamber, with the light closet (of which, if I stay any time at the widow's, I shall make great use), and a servant's room; and we propose to set out on Saturday morning. As for a maid-servant, poor Hannah's illness is a great disappointment to me: But, as he says, I can make the widow satisfaction for one of hers, till I can get one to my mind. And you know, I want not much attendance.
Mr. Lovelace has just now, of his own accord, given me five guineas for poor Hannah. I send them inclosed. Be so good as to cause them to be convey'd to her; and to let her know from whom they came.
He has obliged me much by this little mark of his considerateness. Indeed I have the better opinion of him ever since he proposed her return to me.
I have just now another instance of his considerateness. He came to me, and said, that, on second thoughts, he could not bear, that I should go up to town without some attendant, were it but for the look of the thing to the widow and her nieces, who according to his friend's account, lived so genteelly; and especially as I required him to leave me soon after I arrived there; and so would be left alone among strangers. He therefore thought, that I might engage Mrs. Sorlings to lend me one of her two maids, or to let one of her daughters go up with me and stay till I were provided. And if the latter, the young gentlewoman, no doubt, would be glad of so good an opportunity to see a little of the curiosities of the town, and would be a proper attendant to me on the same occasions.
I told him, as I had done before, that the servants, and the two young gentlewomen, were so equally useful in their way (and servants in a busy farm were so little to be spared), that I should be loth to take them off of their laudable employments. Nor should I think much of diversions for one while; and so the less want an attendant out of doors.
And now, my dear, lest any thing should happen, in so variable a situation as mine, to overcloud my prospects (which at present are more promising than ever yet they have been since I quitted Harlowe-Place), I will snatch the opportunity to subscribe myself
Your not unhopeing,
and ever-obliged friend and servant,
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER XXXVII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Thursday, April 20.
He begins with communicating to him the letter he wrote to Mr. Doleman, to procure suitable lodgings in town, and which he sent away by the Lady's approbation: And then gives him a copy of the answer to it (See p. 184): Upon which he thus expresses himself:
Thou knowest the widow; thou knowest her nieces; thou knowest the lodgings: And didst thou ever read a letter more artfully couch'd, than this of Tom Doleman? Every possible objection anticipated! Every accident provided against! -Every little of it plot proof!
Who could forbear smiling, to see my charmer, like a farcical dean and chapter, choose what was before chosen for her; and sagaciously (as they go in form to prayers, that God would direct their choice) pondering upon the different proposals, as if she would make me believe, she has a mind for some other? The dear sly rogue looking upon me, too, with a view to discover some emotion in me, that I can tell her, lay deeper than her eye could reach, tho' it had been a sun-beam.
No confidence in me, fair-one! None at all, 'tis plain. Thou wilt not, if I were inclined to change my views, encourage me by a generous reliance on my honour! -And shall it be said, that I, a master of arts in love, shall be overmatch'd by so unpractised a novice?
But to see the charmer so far satisfy'd with my contrivance, as to borrow my friend's letter, in order to satisfy Miss Howe likewise!
Silly little rogues! to walk out into by-paths on the strength of their own judgments! -When nothing but experience can teach them how to disappoint us, and learn them grandmother-wisdom! When they have it indeed, then may they sit down, like so many Cassandra's, and preach caution to others; who will as little mind them, as they did their instructresses, whenever a fine handsome confident fellow, such a one as thou knowest who, comes cross them.
But, Belford, didst thou not mind that sly rogue Doleman's naming Dover-street for the widow's place of abode? -What dost think could be meant by that? -'Tis impossible thou shouldst guess. So, not to puzzle thee about it-Suppose the widow Sinclair's, in Dover-street, should be inquired after by some officious person, in order to come at characters [Miss Howe is as sly as the devil, and as busy to the full]; and neither such a name, nor such a house, can be found in that street, nor a house to answer the description then will not the keenest hunter in England be at a fault?
But how wilt thou do, methinks thou askest, to hinder the Lady from resenting the fallacy, and mistrusting thee the more on that account, when she finds it out to be in another street?
Pho! never mind that: Either I shall have a way for it, or we shall thoroughly understand one another by that time; or, if we don't, she'll know enough of me, not to wonder at such a peccadillo.
But how wilt thou hinder the Lady from apprising her friend of the real name?
She must first know it herself, monkey, must she not?
Well, but, how wilt thou do to hinder her from knowing the street, and her friend from directing letters thither; which will be the same thing, as if the name were known?
Let me alone for that too.
If thou further objectest, that Tom Doleman is too great a dunce to write such a letter in answer to mine; -Canst thou not imagine, that, in order to save honest Tom all this trouble, I, who know the town so well, could send him a copy of what he should write, and leave him nothing to do, but transcribe?
What now sayst thou to me, Belford?
And suppose I had design'd this task of inquiry for thee; and suppose the Lady excepted against thee, for no other reason in the world, but because of my value for thee? What sayst thou to the Lady, Jack?
This it is to have leisure upon my hands! -What a matchless plotter thy friend! Stand by, and let me swell! -I am already as big as an elephant; and ten times wiser! mightier too by far! Have I not reason to snuff the moon with my proboscis? -Lord help thee for a poor, for a very poor creature! -Wonder not, that I despise thee heartily-Since the man who is disposed immoderately to exalt himself, cannot do it but by despising every-body else in proportion.
I shall make good use of the Dolemanic hint of being marry'd. But I will not tell thee all at once. Nor, indeed, have I thoroughly digested that part of my plot. When a general must regulate himself by the motions of a watchful adversary, how can he say beforehand what he will, or what he will not, do?
Widow Sinclair! -Didst thou not say, Lovelace?-
Ay, Sinclair, Jack! -Remember the name! Sinclair, I repeat. She has no other. And her features being broad, and full-blown, I will suppose her to be of Highland extraction; as her husband the colonel [mind that too] was a Scot, as brave, as honest.
I never forget the minutiae in my contrivances. In all doubtable matters the minutiae closely attended to, and provided for, are of more service than a thousand oaths, vows, and protestations made to supply the neglect of them, and when jealousy has actually got into the working mind.
Thou wouldst wonder if thou knewest one half of my providences. To give thee but one: I have already been so good as to send up a list of books to be procured for the Lady's closet, mostly at second-hand. And thou knowest, that the women there are all well read. But I will not anticipate-Besides, it looks as if I were afraid of leaving anything to my old friend Chance; which has many a time been an excellent second to me; and ought not to be affronted or despised; especially by one, who has the art of making unpromising incidents turn out in his favour.

### v3 LETTER XXXVIII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Wednesday, April 10.
I have a piece of intelligence to give you, which concerns you much to know.
Your brother having been assured, that you are not married, has taken a resolution to find you out, way-lay you, and carry you off. A friend of his, a captain of a ship, undertakes to get you on shipboard; and to sail away with you, either by Hull or Leith, in the way to one of your brother's houses.
They are very wicked: For in spite of all your virtues, they conclude you to be ruin'd. But if they can be assured, when they have you, that you are not, they will secure you, till they can bring you out Mrs. Solmes: And mean time, in order to give Mr. Lovelace full employment, they talk of a prosecution which will be set up against him, for some crime or other, that they have got a notion of, which they think, if it do not cost him his life, will make him fly his country.
This is very early news. Miss Bell told it in confidence, and with mighty triumph over Lovelace, to Miss Lloyd; who is at present her favourite; though as much your admirer as ever. Miss Lloyd, being very apprehensive of the mischief which might follow such an attempt, told it to me, with leave to apprize you privately of it-And yet neither she nor I would be sorry, perhaps, if Lovelace were to be fairly hang'd-that is to say, if you, my dear, had no objection to it. But we cannot bear, that such an admirable creature should be made the tennis-ball of two violent spirits-Much less, that you should be seized, and exposed to the brutal treatment of wretches who have no bowels.
If you can engage Mr. Lovelace to keep his temper upon it, I think you should acquaint him with it; but not to mention Miss Lloyd. Perhaps his wicked agent may come at the intelligence, and reveal it to him. But I leave it to your own discretion to do as you think fit in it. -All my concern is, that this daring and foolish project, if carried on, will be a means of throwing you more into his power than ever. -But as it will convince you, that there can be no hope of a reconciliation, I wish you were actually married, let the cause for the prosecution hinted at be what it will, short of murder or a rape.
Your Hannah was very thankful for your kind present. She heaped a thousand blessings upon you for it. She has Mr. Lovelace's too, by this time.
I am pleased with Mr. Hickman, I can tell you: - For he has sent her two guineas by the person who carries Mr. Lovelace's five, as from an unknown hand: Nor am I, or you, to know it. The manner, more than the value, I am pleased with him for. But he does a great many things of this sort; and is as silent as the night; for nobody knows of them, till the gratitude of the benefited will not let them be concealed. He is now-and-then my almoner, and I believe always adds to my little benefactions.
But his time is not come to be praised for these things; nor does he seem to want that encouragement.
The man has certainly a good mind. Nor can we expect in one man every good quality. But he is really a silly fellow, my dear, to trouble his head about me, when he sees how much I despise his whole sex; and must of course make a common man look like a fool, were he not to make himself look like one, by wishing to pitch his tent so oddly. Our likings, and dislikings, as I have often thought, are seldom governed by prudence, or with a view to happiness. The eye, my dear, the wicked eye-has such a strict alliance with the heart! -And both have such enmity to the understanding! -What an unequal union, the mind and body! All the senses, like the family at Harlowe-place, in a confederacy against that which would animate, and give honour to the whole, were it allowed its proper precedence.
Permit me, I beseech you, before you go to London, to send you forty-eight guineas. I mention that sum to oblige you, because, by accepting back the two to Hannah, I will hold you indebted to me fifty. - Surely this will induce you! -You know that I cannot want the money. I told you, that I have near double that sum; and that the half of it is more than my mamma knows I am mistress of. With so little money as you have, what can you do at such a place as London? -You don't know what occasion you may have for messengers, intelligence, and such-like. -If you don't oblige me, I shall not think your stomach so much down as you say it is; and as, in this one particular, I think it ought to be.
As to the state of things between my mamma and me, you know enough of her temper, not to need to be told, that she never espouses or resents with indifference. Yet will she not remember, that I am her daughter. No, truly, I am all my papa's girl.
She was very sensible, surely, of the violence of my poor papa's temper, that she can so long remember that, when acts of tenderness and affection seem quite forgotten. Some daughters would be tempted to think, that controul sat very heavy upon a mother, who can endeavour to exert the power she has over a child; and regret, for years after death, that she had not the same over a husband.
If this manner of expression becomes not me, of my mother, it will be somewhat extenuated by the love I always bore my father, and by the reverence I shall ever pay to his memory: For he was a fond father, and perhaps would have been as tender a husband, had not my mamma and he been too much of one temper to agree.
The misfortune was, in short, that, when one was out of humour, the other would be so too: Yet neither of their tempers comparatively bad. Notwithstanding all which, I did not imagine, girl as I was, in my papa's life-time, that my mamma's part of the yoke fat so heavy upon her neck, as she gives me room to think it did, whenever she is pleased to disclaim her part of me.
Both parents, as I have often thought, should be very careful, if they would secure to themselves the undivided love of their children, that, of all things, they should avoid such durable contentions with each other, as should distress their children in choosing their party, when they would be glad to reverence both as they ought.
But here is the thing: There is not a better manager of her affairs in the sex, than my mamma; and I believe a notable wife is more impatient of controul, than an indolent one. An indolent one, perhaps, thinks she has somewhat to compound for; while women of the other character, I suppose, know too well their own significance to think highly of that of any-body else. All must be their own way. In one word, Because they are useful, they will be more than useful.
I do assure you, my dear, were I a man, and a man who loved my quiet, I would not have one of these managing wives on any consideration. I would make it a matter of serious inquiry beforehand, whether my mistress's qualifications, if I heard she was notable, were masculine or feminine ones. If indeed I were an indolent supine mortal, who might be in danger of becoming the property of my steward, I would then perhaps choose to marry for the qualifications of a steward.
But, setting my mamma out of the question, because she is my mamma, have I not seen how Lady Hartley pranks up herself above all her sex, because she knows how to manage affairs that do not belong to her sex to manage? Affairs that can do no credit to her, as a woman, to understand; practically, I mean; for the theory of them may not be amiss to be known.
Indeed, my dear, I do not think a man-woman a pretty character at all: And, as I said, were I a man, I would sooner choose for a dove, tho' it were fit for nothing, but, as the play says, to go tame about house, and breed, than a wife that is setting at work (my insignificant self present perhaps) every busy hour my never-resting servants, those of the Stud not excepted; and who, with a besom in her hand, as I may say, would be continually filling me with apprehensions, that she wanted to sweep me out of my own house as useless lumber.
Were indeed the mistress of the family, like the wonderful young Lady I so much and so justly admire, to know how to confine herself within her own respectable rounds of the needle, the pen, the housekeeper's bills, the dairy for her amusement; to see the poor fed from superfluities that would otherwise be wasted; and exert herself in all the really useful branches of domestic management; then would she move in her proper sphere; then would she render herself amiably useful, and respectably necessary; then would she become the mistress-wheel of the family [Whatever you think of your Anna Howe, I would not have her be the master-wheel]; and every-body would love her; as every-body did you, before your insolent brother came back, flush'd with his unmerited acquirements, and turn'd all things topsy-turvy.
If you will be inform'd of the particulars of our contention, after you have known in general, that your unhappy affair was the subject; why then, I think, I must tell you.
Yet how shall I? -I feel my cheek glow with mingled shame and indignation-Know then, my dear-that I have been-as I may say-that I have been beaten-Indeed 'tis true. -My mamma thought fit to slap my hands to get from me a sheet of a letter she caught me writing to you; which I tore, because she should not read it, and burnt it before her face.
I know this will trouble you: So spare yourself the labour to tell me it does.
Mr. Hickman came in presently after. I would not see him. I am either too much a woman to be beat, or too much a child to have an humble servant. -So I told my mother. What can one oppose but sullens, when it would be unpardonable so much as to think of lifting up a finger!
In the Harlowe-style, she will be obey'd, she says: And even Mr. Hickman shall be forbid the house, if he contributes to the carrying-on of a correspondence which she will not suffer to be continu'd.
Poor man! He stands a whimsical chance between us. But he knows he is sure of my mamma; but not of me. 'Tis easy then for him to choose his party, were it not his inclination to serve you, as it surely is. And this makes him a merit with me, which otherwise he would not have had; notwithstanding the good qualities which I have just now acknowleged in his favour. For, my dear, let my faults in other respects be what they may, I will pretend to say, that I have in my own mind those qualities which I praised him for. And if we are to come together, I could for that reason better dispense with them in him. -So if a husband, who has a bountiful-temper'd wife, is not a niggard, nor seeks to restrain her, but has an opinion of all she does, that is enough for him: As, on the contrary, if a bountiful-temper'd husband has a frugal wife, it is best for both. For one to give, and t'other to give, except they have the prudence, and are at so good an understanding with each other, as to compare notes, they may perhaps put it out of their power to be just. Good frugal doctrine, my dear! -But this way of putting it, is middling the matter between what I have learnt of my mamma's over-prudent, and your enlarged, notions. -But from doctrine to fact.-
I shut myself up all that day; and what little I did eat, eat alone. But at night she sent up Kitty, with a command, upon my obedience, to attend her at supper.
I went down: But most gloriously in the sullens. YES, and NO, were great words with me, to every thing she asked of me, for a good while.
That behaviour, she told me, should not do for her.
Beating should not with me, I said.
My bold resistance, she told me, had provoked her to slap my hand; and she was sorry to have been so provok'd. But again insisted, that I would either give up my correspondence absolutely, or let her see all that passed in it.
I must not do either, I told her. It was unsuitable both to my inclination and to my honour, at the instigation of base minds, to give up a friend in distress.
She rung all the maternal changes upon the words duty, obedience, filial obligation, and so-forth.
I told her, that a duty too rigorously and unreasonably exacted, had been your ruin, if you were ruin'd. If I were of age to be marry'd, I hop'd she would think me capable of making, or at least of keeping, my own friendships; such a one especially as this, with a young Lady, whose friendship she herself, till this distressful point of time, had thought the most useful and edifying, that I ever had contracted.
The greater the merit, the worse the action: The finer the talents, the more dangerous the example.
There were other duties, I said, besides that of a child to a parent; and I hoped I need not give up a suffering friend, especially at the instigation of those by whom she suffered. I told her, that it was very hard to annex such a condition as that to my duty; when I was persuaded, that both duties might be performed, without derogating from either: That an unreasonable command [She must excuse me, I must say it, tho' I were slapt again] was a degree of tyranny: And I could not have expected, that at these years I should be allow'd no will, no choice of my own; where a woman only was concern'd, and the devilish sex not in the question.
What turn'd most in favour of her argument was, that I desired to be excused from letting her read all that passes between us. She insisted much upon this: And since, she said, you were in the hands of the most intriguing man in the world; and a man, who had made a jest of her favourite Hickman, as she has been told; she knows not what consequences, unthought of by you or me, may flow from such a correspondence.
So you see, my dear, that I fare the worse on Mr. Hickman's account! My mamma might see all that passes between us, did I not know, that it would cramp your spirit, and restrain the freedom of your pen, as it would also the freedom of my own: And were she not moreover so firmly attached to the contrary side, that inferences, consequences, strained deductions, censures, and constructions the most partial, would for ever be hawled in to teaze me, and would perpetually subject us to the necessity of debating and canvassing.
Besides, I don't choose that she should know how much this artful wretch has outwitted, as I may call it, a lady so much his superior.
The generosity of your heart, and the greatness of your mind (a mind above selfish considerations) full well I know; but do not offer to dissuade me from this correspondence.
Mr. Hickman, immediately on the contention above, offer'd his service; and I accepted of it, as you'll see by my last. He thinks, tho' he has all honour for my mamma, that she is unkind to us both. He was pleased to tell me (with an air, as I thought), that he not only approved of our correspondence, but admires the steadiness of my friendship; and having no opinion of your man, but a great one of me, thinks that my advice or intelligence, from time to time, may be of use to you; and, on this presumption, said, that it would be a thousand pities, that you should suffer for want of either.
Mr. Hickman pleased me in the main by his speech; and it is well the general tenor of it was agreeable: - Otherwise, I can tell him, I should have reckon'd with him for his word approve; for it is a stile I have not yet permitted him to talk to me in: -And you see, my dear, what these men are: -No sooner do they find that you have favour'd them with the power of doing you an agreeable service, but they take upon them to approve, forsooth, of your actions! -By which is imply'd a right to disapprove, if they think fit.
I have told my mamma, how much you wish to be reconciled to your relations, and how independent you are on Mr. Lovelace.
Mark the end of the latter assertion, she says. -And as to reconciliation, she knows, nothing will do, and will have it, that nothing ought to do, but your returning back, without presuming to condition with them. And this if you do, she says, will best shew your independence on Lovelace.
You see, my dear, what your duty is, in my mamma's opinion.
I suppose your next directed to Mr. Hickman, at his own house, will be from London.
Heaven preserve you in honour and safety, is my prayer.
What you do for change of cloaths, I cannot imagine.
It is amazing to me, what your relations can mean by distressing you as they seem resolved to do. I see they will throw you into his arms, whether you will or not.
I send this by Robert, for dispatch sake: And can only repeat the hitherto rejected offer of my best services! Adieu, my dearest friend. Believe me ever
Your affectionate and faithful
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER XXXIX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday, April 20.
I should think myself utterly unworthy of your friendship, did my own concerns, heavy as they are, so ingross me, that I could not find leisure for a few lines, to declare to my beloved friend my sincere disapprobation of her conduct, in an instance where she is so generously faulty, that the consciousness of that very generosity may hide from her the fault, which I, more than any other, have reason to deplore, as being the unhappy occasion of it.
You know, you say, that your account of the contentions between your mamma and you will trouble me; and so you bid me spare myself the labour to tell you that they do.
You did not use, my dear, to forbid me thus beforehand. You was wont to say, you loved me the better for my expostulations with you on that acknowleged warmth and quickness of your temper, which your own good sense taught you to be apprehensive of. What tho' I have so miserably fallen, and am unhappy; if ever I had any judgment worth regarding, it is now as much worth as ever, because I can give it as freely against myself, as against any-body else. And shall I not, when there seems to be an infection in my fault, and that it leads you likewise to resolve to carry on a correspondence against prohibition, expostulate with you upon it; when whatever consequences flow from your disobedience, but widen my error, which is as the evil root, from which such bad branches spring?
The mind that can glory in being capable of so noble, so firm, so unshaken a friendship, as that of my dear Miss Howe; a friendship which no casualty or distress can lessen, but which increases with the misfortunes of its friend-Such a mind must be above taking amiss the well-meant admonitions of that distinguish'd friend. I will not therefore apologize for my freedom on this subject: And the less need I, when that freedom is the result of an affection, in the very instance, so absolutely disinterested, that it tends to deprive myself of the only comfort left me.
Your acknowleged sullens; your tearing from your mamma's hands the letter she thought she had a right to see; and burning it, as you own, before her face; your refusal to see the man, who is so willing to obey you for the sake of your unhappy friend; and this purely to vex your mamma; can you think, my dear, upon this brief recapitulation of hardly one half of the faulty particulars you give, that these faults are excusable in one, who so well knows her duty?
Your mamma had a good opinion of me once: Is not that a reason why she should be more regarded now, when I have, as she believes, so deservedly forfeited it? A prejudice in favour is as hard to be totally overcome, as a prejudice in disfavour. In what a strong light, then, must that error appear to her, that should so totally turn her heart against me, herself not a principal in the case?
There are other duties, you say, besides that of a child to a parent: But That must be a prior duty to all other duties; a duty anterior, as I may say, to your very birth: And what duty ought not to give way to That, when they come in competition?
You are persuaded, that both duties may be performed without derogating from either. She thinks otherwise. What is the conclusion to be drawn from these premises?
When your mamma sees, how much I suffer in my reputation from the step I have taken, from whom she and all the world expected better things, how much reason has she to be watchful over you! One evil draws another after it; and how knows she, or any body, where it may stop?
Does not the person who will vindicate, or seek to extenuate, a faulty step in another [In this light must your mamma look upon the matter in question between you], give an indication either of a culpable will, or a weak judgment? -And may not she apprehend, that the censorious will think, that such a one might probably have equally failed, under the same inducements and provocations, to use your own words in a former letter, apply'd to me?
Can there be a stronger instance in human life than mine has so early furnished within a few months past (not to mention the uncommon provocations to it, which I have met with), of the necessity of the continuance of a watchful parent's care over a daughter; let that daughter have obtained ever so great a reputation for her prudence?
Is not the space from sixteen to twenty-one, that which requires this care, more, than any time of a young woman's life? For in that period, do we not generally attract the eyes of the other sex, and become the subject of their addresses, and not seldom of their attempts? And is not That the period in which our conduct or misconduct gives us a reputation or disreputation, that almost inseparably accompanies us throughout our whole future lives?
Are we not then most in danger from ourselves, because of the distinction with which we are apt to behold particulars of that sex?
And when our dangers multiply, both from within and without, do not our parents know, that their vigilance ought to be doubled? -And shall that necessary increase of care sit uneasy upon us, because we are grown up to stature and womanhood?
Will you tell me, if so, what is the precise stature and age, at which a good child shall conclude herself absolv'd from the duty she owes to a parent? -And at which a parent, after the example of the dams of the brute creation, is to lay aside all care and tenderness for her offspring?
Is it so hard for you, my dear, to be treated like a child? And can you not think it as hard, for a good parent to imagine herself under the unhappy necessity of so treating her woman-grown daughter?
Do you think, if your mamma had been you, and you your mamma, and your daughter had struggled with you, as you did with her, that you would not have been as apt, as your mamma was, to have slapt your daughter's hands, to have made her quit her hold to you, and give up the prohibited paper?
It is great truth, that your mamma told you, that you provoked her to this harshness; and a great condescension in her (and not taken notice of by you, as it deserv'd) to say, that she was sorry for it.
At every age on this side matrimony (for then we come under another sort of protection, tho' that is far from abrogating the filial duty), it will be found, that the wings of our parents are our most necessary and most effectual safeguard, to preserve us from the vulturs, the hawks, the kites, and the other villainous birds of prey, that hover over us, with a view to seize and destroy us, the first time we are caught wandering out of the eye or care of our watchful and natural guardians and protectors.
Hard as you may suppose it to be deny'd the continuance of a correspondence once so much approved, even by the reverend denier;-Yet, if your mamma think, that my fault is of such a nature, as that a correspondence with me will cast a shade upon your reputation; all my own friends having given me up; -that hardship is to be submitted to. And must it not make her the more strenuous to support her own opinion, when she sees the first fruits of this tenaciousness of your side, is to be gloriously in the sullens, as you call it; and in a disobedient opposition?
I know, my dear, you mean an humorousness in that expression, which, in most cases, gives a delightful poignancy, both to your conversation and correspondence-But indeed, my dear, this case will not bear it.
Will you give me leave to add to this tedious expostulation, that I by no means approve of some of the things you write, in relation to the manner in which your father and mother lived?-at times-Only at times, I dare say; tho' perhaps, too often.-
Your mamma is answerable to any-body, rather than to her child, for whatever was wrong in her conduct, if any thing was wrong, towards Mr. Howe; a gentleman, of whose memory I will only say, that it ought to be revered by you-But yet, should you not examine yourself, whether your displeasure at your mamma had no part in your revived reverence for your papa, at the time you wrote?
No one is perfect: And altho' your mamma may not be so right to remember disagreeablenesses against the departed, yet should you not want to be reminded, on whose account, and on what occasion, she remembered them. -You cannot judge, nor ought you to attempt to judge, of what might have passed between both, to keep awake, and imbitter disagreeable remembrances in the survivor.

### v3 LETTER XL.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; In Continuation.
But this subject must not be pursued. Another might, with more pleasure (tho' not with more approbation) upon one of your lively excursions. It is upon the high airs you give yourself upon the word approve.
How comes it about, I wonder, that a young lady so noted for a predominating generosity, should not be uniformly generous? -That your generosity should fail in an instance, where policy, prudence, gratitude, would not permit it to fail? Mr. Hickman (as you confess) has indeed a worthy mind. If I had not long ago known that, he would never have found an advocate in me for the favour of my Anna Howe. Often and often have I been concerned, when I was your happy guest, to see him, after a conversation in which he had well-supported his part in your absence, sink at once into silence the moment you came into company.
I have told you of this before: And I believe I hinted to you once, that the superciliousness you put on only to him, was capable of a construction, which at the time would have very little gratify'd your pride to have had made; since it was as much in his favour, as in your own disfavour.
Mr. Hickman, my dear, is a modest man. I never see a modest man, but I am sure (if he has not wanted opportunities) that he has a treasure in his mind, which requires nothing but the key of encouragement to unlock it, to make him shine: While a confident man, who, to be confident, must think as meanly of his company, as highly of himself, enters with magisterial airs upon any subject; and depending upon his assurance to bring himself off when found out, talks of more than he is master of.
But a modest man! -O my dear, shall not a modest woman distinguish and wish to consort with a modest man? -A man, before whom, and to whom, she may open her lips secure of his good opinion of all she says, and of his just and polite regard for her judgment? and who must therefore inspire her with an agreeable confidence.
What a lot have I drawn! -We are all apt to turn teachers. -But, surely, I am better enabled to talk, to write, upon these subjects, than ever I was! - But I will banish myself, if possible, from an address which, when I began to write, I was determin'd to confine wholly to your own particular.
My dearest, dearest friend, how ready are you to tell us what others should do, and even what a mother should have done! But indeed you once, I remember, advanced, that, as different attainments required different talents to master them, so, in the writing-way, a person might not be a bad critic upon the works of others, altho' he might himself be unable to write with excellence. But will you permit me to account for all this readiness of finding fault, by placing it to human nature, which, being sensible of the defects of human nature (that is to say, of its own defects), loves to be correcting? But in exercising that talent, chooses rather to turn its eye outward than inward? -In other words, to employ itself rather in the outdoor search, than in the in-door examination?
And here give me leave to add (and yet it is with tender reluctance) that altho' you say very pretty things of notable wives; and altho' I join with you in opinion, that husbands may have as many inconveniencies to encounter with, as conveniences to boast of, from women of that character; yet Lady Hartley, perhaps, would have had milder treatment from your pen, had it not been dipt in gall, with a mother in your eye.

### v3 LETTER XLI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; In Continuation.
And now, my dear, a few words, as to the prohibition laid upon you; a subject, that I have frequently touched upon, but cursorily; because I was afraid to trust myself with it, knowing that my judgment, if I did, would condemn my practice.
You command me not to attempt to dissuade you from this correspondence; and you tell me how kindly Mr. Hickman approves of it; and how obliging he is to me, to permit it to be carry'd on under cover to him: -But this does not quite satisfy me.
I am a very bad casuist; and the pleasure I take in writing to you, who are the only one to whom I can disburden my mind, may make me, as I have hinted, very partial to my own wishes: -Else, if it were not an artful evasion beneath an open and frank heart to wish to be comply'd with, I would be glad methinks to be permitted still to write to you; and only have such occasional returns by Mr. Hickman's pen, as well as cover, as might set me right when I am wrong; confirm me, when right; and guide me where I doubt. This would enable me to proceed in the difficult path before me with more assuredness. For whatever I suffer from the censures of others, if I can preserve your good opinion, I shall not be altogether unhappy, let what will befal me.
And indeed, my dear, I know not how to forbear writing. I have now no other employment or diversion. And I must write on, altho' I were not to send it to any-body. You have often heard me own the advantages I have found from writing down every thing of moment that befals me; and of all I think, and of all I do, that may be of future use to me: -For, besides that this helps to form one to a style, and opens and expands the ductile mind, every one will find, that many a good thought evaporates in thinking; many, a good resolution goes off, driven out of memory, perhaps, by some other, not so good. But when I set down what I will do, or what I have done, on this or that occasion; the resolution or action is before me, either to be adhered to, withdrawn, or amended; and I have entered into compact with myself, as I may say; having given it under my own hand, to improve rather than go backward, as I live longer.
I would willingly therefore write to you, if I might; the rather as it would be more inspiriting to have some end in view in what I write; some friend to please; besides merely seeking to gratify my passion for scribbling.
But why, if your mamma will permit our correspondence on communicating to her all that passes in it, and if she will condescend to one only condition, may it not be comply'd with?
Would she not, do you think, my dear, be prevailed upon to have the communication made to her in confidence?
If there were any prospect of a reconciliation with my friends, I should not have so much regard for my pride, as to be afraid of any-body's knowing how much I have been outwitted, as you call it. I would in that case (when I had left Mr. Lovelace) acquaint your mamma, and all my own friends, with the whole of my story. It would behove me so to do, for my own reputation, and for their satisfaction.
But if I have no such prospect, what will the communication of my reluctance to go away with Mr. Lovelace, and of his arts to frighten me away, avail me? -Your mamma has hinted, that my friends would insist upon my returning to them (as a proof of the truth of my plea) to be disposed of, without condition, at their pleasure. If I scrupled this, my brother would rather triumph over me, than keep my secret. Mr. Lovelace, whose pride already so ill brooks my regrets for meeting him (when he thinks, if I had not, I must have been Mr. Solmes's wife) would perhaps treat me with indignity: -And thus, deprived of all refuge and protection, I should become the scoff of men of intrigue; and be thought a greater disgrace than ever to my sex: -Since Love, and consequential marriage, will find more excuses, than perhaps ought to be found, for actions premeditatedly rash.
But if your mamma will receive the communications in confidence, pray shew her all that I have written, or shall write. If my past conduct deserves not heavy blame, I shall then perhaps have the benefit of her advice, as well as yours. And if I shall wilfully deserve blame for the time to come, I will be contented to be deny'd yours as well as hers for ever.
As to cramping my spirit, as you call it (were I to sit down to write what I know your mamma must see), that, my dear, is already cramp'd. And do not think so unhandsomely of your mamma, as to fear that she would make partial constructions against me. Neither you nor I can doubt, but that, had she been left unprepossessedly to herself, she would have shewn favour to me. And so, I dare say, would my uncle Antony. -Nay my dear, I can extend my charity still further: For I am sometimes of opinion, that were my brother and sister absolutely certain, that they had ruin'd me beyond recovery in the opinion of both my uncles, so far, as that they need not be apprehensive of my clashing with their interests; they would not oppose a pardon, altho' they might not wish a reconciliation-Especially if I would make a few sacrifices to them: -Which, I assure you, I should be inclined to make, were I wholly free, and independent of this man. -You know I never valued myself upon worldly acquisitions, nor upon my grandfather's bequests, but as they enlarged my power to do things I loved to do. And if I were deny'd the power, I must, as I now do, curb my inclination.
Do not, however, think me guilty of an affectation in what I have said of my brother and sister. Severe enough I am sure it is, in the most favourable sense. And an indifferent person will be of opinion, that they are much better warranted than ever, for the sake of the family-honour, to seek to ruin me in the favour of all my friends.
But to the former topic-Try, my dear, if your mamma will, upon the condition above-given, permit our correspondence, on seeing all we write. But if she will not, what a selfishness would there be in my love to you, were I to wish you to forego your duty for my sake?
And now, one word, as to the freedom I have treated you with in this tedious expostulatory address. I presume upon your forgiveness of it, because few friendships are founded on such a basis as ours: - Which is, 'freely to give reproof, and thankfully to receive it, as occasions arise; that so either may have opportunity to clear up mistakes, to acknowlege and amend errors, as well in behaviour, as in words and deeds; and to rectify and confirm each other in the judgment each shall form upon persons, things, and circumstances.' And all this upon the following consideration; 'That it is much more eligible, as well as honourable, to be corrected with the gentleness of an undoubted friend, than by continuing either blind or wilful, to expose ourselves to the censures of an envious, and perhaps malignant world.'
But it is as needless, I dare say, to remind you of this, as it is to repeat my request, that you will not, in your turn, spare the follies and the faults of
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.
Subjoin'd to the above.
I said, that I would avoid writing any thing of my own particular affairs in the above address, if I could.
I will write one letter more, to inform you how we stand. But, my dear, you must permit that one (which will require your advice) and your answer to it, and the copy of one I have written to my aunt, to be the last that shall pass between us, while the prohibition continues.
I fear, I very much fear, that my unhappy situation will draw me in to be guilty of evasion, of little affectations, and of curvings from the plain simple truth, which I was wont to value myself upon. But allow me to say, and this for your sake, and in order to lessen your mother's fears of any ill consequences that she might apprehend from our correspondence, that if I am at any time guilty of a failure in these respects, I will not go on in it: But repent, and seek to recover my lost ground, that I may not bring error into habit.
I have deferr'd going to town, at Mrs. Sorlings's earnest request. But have fixed my removal to Monday, as I shall acquaint you in my next. I have already made a progress in that next; but, having an unexpected opportunity, will send this by itself.

### v3 LETTER XLII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Friday Morn. April 21.
My mamma will not comply with your condition, my dear. I hinted it to her, as from myself. - But the Harlowes [Excuse me] have got her intirely in with them. It is a scheme of mine, she told me, to draw her into your party, against your parents. - Which, for her own sake, she is very careful about.
Don't be so much concern'd about my mamma and me, once more, I beg of you. We shall do well enough together: Now a falling-out, now a falling-in. It used to be so, when you were not in the question.
Yet do I give you my sincere thanks for every line of your reprehensive letters; which I intend to read as often as I find my temper rises.
I will freely own, that I winced a little at first reading them. But I see, that in every reperusal, I shall love and honour you still more, if possible, than before.
Yet, I think, I have one advantage over you; and which I will hold thro' this letter, and thro' all my future letters; that is, that I will treat you as freely as you treat me; and yet will never think an apology necessary to you for my freedom.
But this is the effect of your gentleness of temper; with a little sketch of imply'd reflection on the warmth of mine. -Gentleness in a woman you hold to be no fault-Nor do I, a little due or provoked warmth- But what is this, but praising, on both sides, what neither of us can help; nor perhaps wish to help? You can no more go out of your road, than I can go out of mine. It would be a pain to either to do so: -What then it is in either's approving of her own natural byass, but making a virtue of necessity?
But one observation I will add, that were your character, and my character, to be truly drawn, mine would be allowed to be the most natural. Shades and lights are equally necessary in a fine picture. Yours would be surrounded with such a flood of brightness, with such a glory, that it would indeed dazle; but leave one heartless to imitate it.
O may you not suffer from a base world for your gentleness; while my temper, by its warmth keeping all imposition at distance, tho' less amiable in general, affords me not reason, as I have mentioned heretofore, to wish to make an exchange with you!
I should indeed be inexcuseable to open my lips by way of contradiction to my mamma, had I such a fine spirit as yours to deal with-Truth is truth, my dear! -Why should narrowness run away with the praises due to a noble expansion of heart? -If every-body would speak out, as I do [that is to say, give praise where only praise is due; dispraise where due, likewise] shame, if not principle, would mend the world -Nay shame would introduce principle in a generation or two. -Very true, my dear-Do you apply- I dare not-For I fear you, almost as much as I love you.
I will give you an instance, nevertheless, which will anew demonstrate, that none but very generous and noble-minded people ought to be implicitly obey'd. You know what I said above, that truth is truth.
Inconveniencies will sometimes arise from having to do with persons of modesty and scrupulousness. Mr. Hickman, you say, is a modest man. He put your corrective pacquet into my hand with a very fine bow, and a self-satisfy'd air. [We'll consider what you say of this honest man by-and-by, my dear]. His strut was not gone off, when in came my mamma, as I was reading it.
When some folks find their anger has made them considerable, they will be always angry, or seeking occasions for anger.
Why, now, Mr. Hickman! -Why, now, Nancy, as I was putting the pacquet into my bosom at her entrance -You have a letter brought you this instant - While the modest man, with his pausing brayings, Mad-da-Mad-dam, looked as if he knew not whether he had best to run, and leave me and my mamma to fight it out, or to stand his ground, and see fair play.
It would have been poor to tell a lye for it. -She flung away. I went out at the opposite door, to read, it; leaving Mr. Hickman to exercise his white teeth upon his thumb-nails.
When I had read your letters, I went to find out my mamma. I told her the generous contents, and that you desired, that the prohibition might be adhered to. -I proposed your condition, as from myself; and was rejected, as above.
She supposed, she was finely painted between two young creatures, who had more wit than prudence. And instead of being prevailed upon by the generosity of your sentiments, made use of your opinion only to confirm her own, and renewed her prohibitions, charging me to return no other answer, but that she did renew them. Adding, that they should stand, till your relations were reconciled to you; hinting, as if she had engaged for as much; and expected my compliance.
I thought of your reprehensions, and was meek, tho' not pleased. And let me tell you, my dear, that as long as I can satisfy my own mind, that good is intended, and that it is hardly possible that evil should ensue from our correspondence; as long as I know, that this prohibition proceeds originally from the same spightful minds, which have been the occasion of all these mischiefs; as long as I know, that it is not your fault, if your relations are not reconciled to you; and that upon conditions which no reasonable people would refuse -You must give me leave, with all deference to your judgment, and to your excellent lessons [which would reach almost every other case of this kind, but the present], to insist upon your writing to me, and that minutely, as if this prohibition had not been laid.
It is not from humour, from perverseness, that I insist upon this. I cannot express how much my heart is in your concerns. and you must, in short, allow me to think, that if I can do you service by writing, I shall be better justify'd by continuing to write, than my mamma is by her prohibition.
But yet, to satisfy you all I can, I will as seldom return answers, while the interdict lasts, as may be consistent with my notions of friendship, and the service I owe you, and can do you.
As to your expedient of writing by Hickman [And now, my dear, your modest man comes in: And as you love modesty, in that sex, I will do my endeavour, by a proper distance, to keep him in your favour] I know what you mean by it, my sweet friend. It is to make that man significant with me. As to the correspondence, That shall go on, I do assure you, be as scrupulous as you please-So that that will not suffer, if I do not close with your proposal as to him.
I think, I must tell you, that it will be honour enough for him to have his name made use of so frequently betwixt us. This, of itself, is placing a confidence in him, that will make him walk bolt upright, and display his white hand, and his fine diamond ring; and most mightily lay down his services, and his pride to oblige, and his diligence, and his fidelity, and his contrivances, to keep our secret; and his excuses, and his evasions to my mamma, when challeng'd by her; with fifty and's beside. And will it not moreover give him pretence and excuse oftener than ever to pad-nag it hither to good Mrs. Howe's fair daughter?
But to admit him into my company tete a tete, and into my closet, as often as I would wish to write to you; I only to dictate to his pen-my mamma all the time supposing that I was going to be heartily in love with him-To make him master of my sentiments, and of my heart, as I may say, when I write to you-Indeed, my dear, I won't. Nor, were I married to the best HE in England, would I honour him with the communication of my correspondencies.
No, my dear, it is sufficient, surely, for him to parade it in the character of our letter-conveyer, and to be honour'd in a cover. And never fear but, modest as you think him, he will make enough of that.
You are always blaming me for want of generosity to this man, and for abuse of power. But I profess, my dear, I cannot tell how to help it. Do, dear, now, let me spread my plumes a little, and now-and-then then make myself feared. This is my time, you know, since it will be no more to my credit, than to his, to give myself those airs when I am marry'd. He has a joy when I am pleased with him, that he would not know, but for the pain my displeasure gives him.
This, I am satisfy'd, will be the consequence, if I do not make him quake now-and-then, he will endeavour to make me fear. All the animals in the creation are more or less in a state of hostility with each other. The wolf, that runs away from a lion, will devour a lamb the next moment. I remember, that I was once so enraged at a game-chicken that was continually pecking at another (a poor humble one, as I thought him), that I had the offender caught, and without more ado, in a pet of humanity, wrung his neck off. What follow'd this execution? -Why that other grew insolent, as soon as his insulter was gone, and was continually pecking at one or two under him. Peck and be hang'd, said I-I might as well have preserv'd the first; for I see it is the nature of the beast.
Excuse my flippancies. I wish I were with you. I would make you smile in the midst of your gravest airs, as I used to do. -O that you had accepted of my offer to attend you! -But nothing that I offer, will you accept-Take care! you will make me very angry with you: And when I am, you know I value nobody. -For, dearly as I love you, I must be, and cannot always help it,
Your saucy
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER XLIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, April 21.
Mr. Lovelace communicated to me this morning early, from his intelligencer, the news of my brother's scheme. I like him the better for making very light of it; and for his treating it with contempt. And indeed, had I not had the hint of it from you, I should have suspected it to be some contrivance of his, in order to hasten me to town, where he has long wished to be himself.
He read me the passage in that Leman's letter, pretty much to the effect of what you wrote to me from Miss Lloyd; with this addition, that one Singleton, a master of a Scots vessel, is the man, who is to be the principal in this act of violence.
I have seen him. He has been twice entertained at Harlowe-Place, as my brother's friend. He has the air of a very bold and fearless man; and I fancy it must be his project; as my brother, I suppose, talks to every-body of the rash step I have taken; having not spared me before he had this seeming reason to censure me.
This Singleton lives at Leith; so, perhaps, I am to be carried to my brother's house not far from that port.
Putting these passages together, I am not a little apprehensive, that the design, lightly as Mr. Lovelace, from his fearless temper, treats it, may be attempted to be carried into execution; and of the consequences that may attend it, if it be.
I asked Mr. Lovelace, seeing him so frank and cool, what he would advise me to do?
Shall I ask you, Madam, what are your own thoughts? -Why I return the question, said he, is, because you have been so very earnest that I should leave you, as soon as you are in London, that I know not what to propose, without offending you.
My opinion is, said I, that I should studiously conceal myself from the knowlege of every-body but Miss Howe; and that you should leave me out of hand; since they will certainly conclude, that where one is, the other is not far off: And it is easier to trace you than me.
You would not surely wish, said he, to fall into your brother's hands by such a violent measure as this? -I propose not to throw myself officiously in their way; but should they have reason to think I avoided them, would not that whet their diligence to find you, and their courage to attempt to carry you off; and subject me to insults that no man of spirit can bear?
Lord bless me! said I, to what has this one fatal step that I have been betray'd into-
Dearest Madam! Let me beseech you to forbear this harsh language, when you see, by this new scheme, how determin'd they were upon carrying their old ones, had you not been betray'd, as you call it! Have I offer'd to defy the laws of society, as this brother of yours must do, if any thing be intended by this project? -I hope you will be pleased to observe, that there are as violent and as wicked enterprizers as myself-But this is so very wild a project, that I think there can be no room for apprehensions from it. -I know your brother well. When at College, he had always a romantic turn. But never had a head for any thing but to puzzle and confound himself: A half invention, and a whole conceit, and without any talents to do himself good, or others harm, but as those others gave him the power by their own folly, built upon his presumption.
This is very volubly run off, Sir! -But violent spirits are but too much alike; at least in their methods of resenting. You will not presume to make yourself a less innocent man surely, who had determin'd to brave my whole family in person, if my folly had not saved you the rashness, and them the insult-
Dear Madam! -Still must it be folly, rashness!- It is as impossible for you to think tolerably of anybody out of your own family, as it is for any one in it to deserve your love! -Forgive me, dearest creature! -If I did not love you as no man ever loved a woman, I might appear more indifferent to preferences so undeservedly made. -But let me ask you, Madam, What have you borne from me? -What cause have I given you to treat me with so much severity, and so little confidence? -And what have you not borne from them? -My general character may have been against me: But what of your own knowlege have you against me?
I was startled. But I was resolved not to desert myself.
Is this a time, Mr. Lovelace, is this a proper occasion, to give yourself these high airs to me, a young creature destitute of protection? -It is a surprizing question you ask me. Had I aught against you of my own knowlege-I can tell you, Sir-And away I would have flung.
He snatched my hand, and besought me not to leave him in displeasure. -He pleaded his passion for me, and my severity to him, and partiality for those from whom I had suffer'd so much; and whose intended violence, he said, was now the subject of our deliberation.
I was forced to hear him.
You condescended, dearest creature, said he, to ask my advice. -It is very easy, give me leave to say, to advise you what to do. I hope I may, on this new occasion, speak without offence, notwithstanding your former injunctions-You see that there can be no hope of reconciliation with your relations. -Can you, Madam, consent to honour with your hand, a wretch whom you have never yet obliged with one voluntary favour?-
What a recriminating, what a reproachful way, my dear, was this, of putting a question of this nature!-
I expected not from him, at the time, either the question or the manner-I am ashamed to recollect the confusion I was thrown into;-all your advice in my head at the moment: Yet his words so prohibitory. He confidently seemed to enjoy my confusion [Indeed, my dear, he knows not what respectful love is!]; and gaz'd upon me, as if he would have looked me through.
He was still more declarative afterwards indeed, as I shall mention by-and-by: But it was half-extorted from him.
My heart struggled violently between resentment and shame to be thus teazed by one, who seemed to have all his passions at command, at a time when I had very little over mine; till at last I burst into tears, and was going from him in high disgust; when, throwing his arms about me, with an air, however, the most tenderly respectful, he gave a stupid turn to the subject.
It was far from his heart, he said, to take so much advantage of the streight, which the discovery of my brother's foolish project had brought me into, as to renew, without my permission, a proposal which I had hitherto discountenanced; and which for that reason-
And then he came with his half-sentences, apologizing for what he had hardly half proposed.
Surely, he had not the insolence to intend to teaze me, to see if I could be brought to speak what became me not to speak-But, whether he had or not, it did teaze me; insomuch that my very heart was fretted, and I broke out at last into fresh tears, and a declaration, that I was very unhappy. And just then recollecting how like a tame fool I stood, with his arms about me, I flung from him with indignation. But he seized my hand, as I was going out of the room, and upon his knees besought my stay for one moment: And then tendered himself, in words the most clear and explicit, to my acceptance, as the most effectual means to disappoint my brother's scheme, and set all right.
But what could I say to this? -Extorted from him, as it seem'd to me, rather as the effect of his compassion, than of his love? What could I say? -I paused, I looked silly! I am sure I looked very silly. He suffered me to pause, and look silly; waiting for me to say something: And at last, ashamed of my confusion, and aiming to make an excuse for it, I told him, that I desired he would avoid such measures, as might add to an uneasiness which was so visible upon reflecting on the irreconcileableness of my friends, and what unhappy consequences might follow from this unaccountable project of my brother.
He promised to be governed by me in every thing. And again the wretch asked me, If I forgave him for the humble suit he had made to me? What had I to do, but to try for a palliation of my confusion, since it serv'd me not?
I told him, I had hopes it would not be long before Mr. Morden arrived; and doubted not, that he would be the readier to engage in my favour, when he found, that I made no other use of his, Mr. Lovelace's, assistance, than to free myself from the addresses of a man so disagreeable to me as Mr. Solmes: I must therefore wish, that every thing might remain as it was, till I could hear from my cousin.
This, altho' teazed by him as I was, was not a denial, you see, my dear. But he must throw himself into a heat, rather than try to persuade; which any other man, in his situation, I should think, would have done: And this warmth obliged me to adhere to my seeming negative.
This was what he said, with a vehemence that must harden any woman's mind, who had a spirit above being frighted into passiveness:
Good God! -And will you, Madam, still resolve to shew me, that I am to hope for no share in your favour, while any the remotest prospect remains, that you will be received by my bitterest enemies, at the price of my utter rejection?
This was what I return'd, with warmth, and with a salving art too -You have seen, Mr. Lovelace, how much my brother's violence can affect me: But you will be mistaken, if you let loose yours upon me, with a thought of terrifying me into measures, the contrary of which you have acquiesced with.
He only besought me to suffer his future actions to speak for him; and, if I saw him worthy of any favour, that I would not let him be the only person within my knowlege, who was not intitled to my consideration.
You refer to a future time, Mr. Lovelace; so do I, for the future proof of a merit you seem to think for the past time wanting: And justly you think so. And I was again going from him.
One word more he begged me to hear: -He was determined studiously to avoid all mischief, and every step that might lead to mischief, let my brother's proceedings, short of a violence upon my person, be what they would: But if any attempt, that should extend to that, were to be made, would I have him to be a quiet spectator of my being seized, or carried back, or aboard, by this Singleton; or, in case of extremity, was he not permitted to stand up in my defence?
Stand up in my defence, Mr. Lovelace! -I should be very miserable, were there to be a call for that: But do you think I might not be safe and private in London? -By your friend's description of the widow's house, I should think I might be safe there.
The widow's house, he reply'd, as described by his friend, being a back-house within a front-one, and looking to a garden, rather than a street, had the appearance of privacy: But if, when there, it was not approved, it would be easy to find another more to my liking-Tho', as to his part, the method he would advise should be, to write to my uncle Harlowe as one of my trustees, and wait the issue of it here at Mrs. Sorling's, fearlesly directing it to be answered hither. To be afraid of little spirits, was but to encourage insults, he said. The substance of the letter should be, 'To demand as a right, what they would refuse if requested as a courtesy: To acknowlege, that I had put myself [too well, he said, did their treatment justify me] into the protection of the Ladies of his family (by whose orders, and Lord M.'s, he himself would appear to act): But that it was upon my own terms; which laid me under no obligation to them for the favour, it being no more than they would have granted to any one of my sex, equally distressed:' If I approved not of this method, happy should he think himself, he said, if I would honour him with the opportunity of making such a claim in his own name. -But this was a point [with his buts again!] that he durst but just touch upon. He hoped, however, that I would think their violence a sufficient inducement for me to take such a wished-for resolution.
Inwardly vexed, I told him, That he himself had proposed to leave me when I was in town: That I expected he would: And that, when I was known to be absolutely independent, I should consider what to write, and what to do: But that, while he was hanging about me, I neither would nor could.
He would be very sincere with me, he said: This project of my brother's had changed the face of things. He must, before he left me, see how I liked the London widow, and her family, if I chose to go thither: They might be people whom my brother might buy. But if he saw they were persons of integrity, he then might go for a day or two, or so. But he must needs say, he could not leave me longer.
Do you propose, Sir, said I, to take up your lodgings in the same house?
He did not, he said; as he knew the use I intended to make of his absence, and my punctilio-And yet the house where he had lodgings was new-fronting: But he could go to his friend Belford's, in Soho; or perhaps, to the same gentleman's house at Edgware, and return on mornings, till he had reason to think this wild project of my brother's laid aside. But no farther till then would he venture.
The result of all was, to set out on Monday next for town. I hope it will be in a happy hour.
I cannot, my dear, say too often, how much I am
Your ever-obliged
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER XLIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Friday, April 21.
As it was not probable, that the Lady could give so particular an account of her own confusion, in the affecting scene she mentions on his offering himself to her acceptance; the following extracts are made from his of the above date.
And now, Belford, what wilt thou say, if like the fly buzzing about the bright taper, I had like to have sindg'd the silken wings of my liberty? -Never was man in greater danger of being caught in his own snares: -All his views anticipated: All his schemes untry'd; and not having brought the admirable creature to town; nor made an effort to know if she be really angel or woman.
I offer'd myself to her acceptance, with a suddenness, 'tis true, that gave her no time to wrap herself in reserve; and in terms less tender than fervent, tending to upbraid her for her past indifference, and reminding her of her injunctions. -For it was her brother's plot, not love of me, that had inclined her to dispense with them.
I never beheld so sweet a confusion. What a glory to the pencil, could it do justice to it, and to the mingled impatience which visibly inform'd every feature of the most meaning and most beautiful face in the world. She hemm'd twice or thrice: Her look, now so charmingly silly, then so sweetly significant; till at last, the lovely teazer, teazed by my hesitating expectation of her answer, out of all power of articulate speech, burst into tears, and was turning from me, with precipitation, when, taking the liberty of folding her in my happy arms-O think not, best beloved of my heart, think not that this motion, which you may believe to be so contrary to your former injunctions, proceeds from a design to avail myself of the cruelty of your relations: If I have disoblig'd you by it [and you know with what respectful tenderness I have presumed to hint it], it shall be my utmost care for the future-There I stopt-
Then she spoke; but with vexation-I am-I am -very unhappy-Tears trickling down her crimson cheeks; and her sweet face, as my arms still incircled the finest waist in the world, sinking upon my shoulder; the dear creature so absent, that she knew not the honour she permitted me.
But why, but why unhappy, my dearest life, said I? -All the gratitude that ever overflow'd the heart of the most oblig'd of men -Justice to myself there stopt my mouth; for what gratitude did I owe her for obligations so involuntary?
Then recovering herself, and her usual reserves, and struggling to free herself from my clasping arms, How now, Sir! said she, with a cheek more indignantly glowing, and eyes of a fiercer lustre.
I gave way to her angry struggle;-but, absolutely overcome by so charming a display of innocent confusion, I caught hold of her hand, as she was flying from me; and, kneeling at her feet, O my angel, said I (quite destitute of reserve, and hardly knowing the tenor of my own speech; and had a parson been there, I had certainly been a gone man), receive the vows of your faithful Lovelace-Make him yours, and only yours, for ever! -This will answer every end! -Who will dare to form plots and stratagems against my wife? That you are not so, is the ground of all their foolish attempts, and of their insolent hopes in Solmes's favour. -O be mine! -I beseech you [thus on my knee I beseech you] to be mine. -We shall then have all the world with us: And every-body will applaud an event that every-body expects.
Was the devil in me! -I no more intended all this ecstatic nonsense, than I thought the same moment of flying in the air! -All power is with this charming creature! -It is I, not she, at this rate, that must fail in the arduous tryal.
Didst thou ever before hear of a man uttering solemn things by an involuntary impulse, in defiance of premeditation, and of all his own proud schemes? But this sweet creature is able to make a man forego every purpose of his heart, that is not favourable to her. -And I verily think, I should be inclined to spare her all further tryal [and yet no tryal has she had], were it not for the contention that her vigilance has set on foot, which shall overcome the other. Thou knowest my generosity to my un-contending Rosebud. -And sometimes do I qualify my ardent aspirations after even this very fine creature, by this reflection: -That the charming'st woman on earth, were she an empress, can excel the meanest, in the customary visibles only. -Such is the equality of the dispensation, to the prince and the peasant, in this prime gift, Woman.
Well, but what was the result of this involuntary impulse on my part? Wouldst thou not think, I was taken at my offer? -An offer so solemnly made, and on one knee too?
No such thing! -The pretty trifler let me off as easily as I could have wished.
Her brother's project, and to find, that there were no hopes of a reconciliation for her; and the apprehension she had of the mischiefs that might ensue- These, not my offer, nor love of me, were the causes to which she ascribed all her sweet confusion. -High-treason the ascription against my sovereign pride-To make marriage with me, but a second-place refuge! -and as good as to tell me, that her confusion was owing to her concern, that there were no hopes, that my enemies would accept of her intended offer to renounce a man, who had ventured his life for her, and was still ready to run the same risk in her behalf!
I re-urged her to make me happy-But I was to be postponed to her cousin Morden's arrival. On him are now placed all her hopes.
I raved; but to no purpose.
Another letter was to be sent, or had been sent, to her aunt Hervey; to which she hoped an answer.
Yet sometimes, I think, that fainter and fainter would have been her procrastinations, had I been a man of courage. -But so fearful was I of offending!-
A confounded thing! The man to be so bashful; the lady to want so much courting! -How shall two such come together; no kind mediatress in the way?
But I can't help it. I must be contented. 'Tis seldom, however, that a love so ardent meets with a spirit so resigned in the same person. But true love, I am now convinced, only wishes: Nor has it any active will but that of the adorable object.
But, O the charming creature! again to mention London of herself! -Had Singleton's plot been of my own contriving, it could not have been a happier expedient to hasten her thither; after she had deferr'd her journey;-for what reason deferr'd it, I cannot divine.
I inclose the letter from Joseph Leman, which I mentioned to thee in mine of Monday last, with my answer to it. I cannot resist the vanity that urges me to the communication. Otherwise, it were better, perhaps, that I suffer thee to imagine, that this Lady's stars fight against her, and dispense the opportunities in my favour, which are only the consequences of my own superlative invention.

### v3 LETTER XLV.

Joseph Leman, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
He acquaints Mr. Lovelace of the prosecution intended to be set up against him, by his masters, for a Rape upon Miss Betterton, whom, by a stratagem, he had got into his hands; and who afterwards died in child-bed; the child still living, but, as Joseph says, not regarded by his Honour in the least. His masters, he says, call it a very vile affair; but God forbid that he should, without his Honour's leave. He hears, he says, that his Honour went abroad to avoid the prosecution which the lady's relations otherwise would have set on foot. And that his masters will not rest till they get the Bettertons to commence it.
Joseph tells him, that this was one of the stories which 'Squire Solmes was to tell his young Lady of, would she have heard him.
He desires him to let him know, if his Honour's life is in danger from this prosecution; and hopes, if it be, 'that he will not be hanged like as a common man; but only have his head cut off, or so; and that he will natheless think of his faithful Joseph Leman, before his head shall be condemned, because afterwards he understands, that all will be the king's, or the shreeve's.'
He then acquaints him, that Captain Singleton, and his young master and young mistress, are often in close conference together; and that his young master said, before his face, to the captain, that his blood boiled over for revenge upon his Honour; and at the same time praised him (Joseph) to the captain, for his fidelity and for his good head, altho' he looked so seelie: And then he offers his services, in order to prevent mischief, and to deserve his bounty, and his favour, as to the Blue Boar Inn, which he hears so good an account of-
'And then the Blue Boar is not all neither (says Joseph), since, and please your Honour, the pretty Sow [God forgive me for jesting in so serious a matter] runs in my head likewise. I believe I shall love her mayhap more than your Honour would have me; for she begins to be kind and good-humoured, and listens, and please your Honour, like as if she was among beans, when I talk about the Blue Boar, and all that.
'Pray your Honour forgive the jesting of a poor plain man. We common folks have our joys, and please your Honour, like as our betters have; and if we be sometimes snubbed, we can find our underlings to snub again: And if not, we can get a wife, mayhap, and snub her: So are masters some how or other ourselves.'
He then tells him how much his conscience smites him for what he has done; since, but for the stories his Honour taught him, it would have been impossible for his old masters, and his lady, to have been so hard-hearted as they were, notwithstanding the malice of his young master and young mistress.
'And here is the sad thing (proceeds he); they cannot come to clear up matters with my dearest young lady, because, as your Honour has ordered it, they have these stories as if bribed out of your Honour's servant; which must not be known, for fear your Honour should kill him and me too, and blacken the bribers! -Ah, your Honour! -I doubt, your Honour, as that I am a very vile fellow,-Lord bless my soul! and did not intend it.
'But if my dearest young lady should come to harm, and please your Honour, the Horsepond at the Blue Boar-But Lord preserve me from all bad mischiefs, and all bad ends, I pray the Lord! -For tho' your Honour is kind to me in wordly pelf, yet what shall a man get to lose his soul, as holy scripture says, and please your Honour?
'But natheless I am in hope of repentance hereafter, being but a young man, if I do wrong thro' ignorance; your Honour being a great man, and a great wit; and I a poor creature, not worthy notice; and your Honourable to answer for all. But howsoever I am
Your Honour's faithful servant in all duty,
Joseph Leman.'
April 15 and 16.

### v3 LETTER XLVI.

Mr. Lovelace, To Joseph Leman.
April 17.
He tells him, That the affair of Miss Betterton was a youthful frolick: That there was no Rape in the case: -That he went not abroad on her account: That she loved him, and he loved her: Yet that she was but a tradesman's daughter; the father grown rich, and aiming at a new line of gentry: That he never pretended marriage to her: That indeed they would have had her join to prosecute him: And that she owed her death to her friends barbarity, because she would not. The boy, he says, is a fine boy; no father need to be ashamed of him: That he had twice, unknown to the aunt who had the care of him, been to see him; and would have provided for him, had there been occasion. But that the whole family were fond of the child, tho' they were so wicked as to curse the father.
These, he says, were his rules in all his amours: To shun common women: To marry off a former mistress, before he took a new one: To set the mother above want, if her friends were cruel: To maintain a lady handsomely in her lying-in: To provide for the little one, according to the mother's degree: And to go in mourning for her, if she dy'd in childbed:' -He challenges Joseph to find out a man of more honour than himself in these respects. No wonder, he tells him, that the women love him as they do.
There is no room to fear for either his head or his neck, he tells him, from this affair: 'A lady dying in childbed eighteen months ago; no process begun in her life-time; herself refusing to prosecute: Pretty circumstances, Joseph, to found an indictment for a Rape upon! -Again, I say, I loved her: She was taken from me by her brutal friends while our joys were young. -But enough of dear Miss Betterton. -Dear, I say-For death indears! -Rest to her worthy soul! -There, Joseph, off went a deep sigh to the memory of Miss Betterton!'
He encourages him in his jesting-'Jesting, says he, better becomes a poor man than qualms. All we say, all we do, all we wish for, is a jest: He that makes it not so, is a sad fellow, and has the worst of it. -Whoever grudges a poor man joy, ought to have none himself.
He applauds him for his love to his young Lady: Professes his honourable designs by her: Values himself upon his word; and appeals to him on this head: You know, Joseph, says he, that I have gone beyond my promises to you. I do to every-body: And why? -Because it is the best way of shewing, that I have not a grudging or narrow spirit. A just man will keep his promise: A generous man will go beyond it. That is my rule.'
He lays it wholly at the Lady's door, that they are not marry'd; and laments the distance she keeps him at; which he attributes to Miss Howe, who, he says, is for ever putting her upon contrivances; which is the reason, he tells him, that has obliged him to play off the people at Harlowe-Place upon Mrs. Howe, by his assistance.
He then takes advantage of the hints Joseph gives him of Singleton and James Harlowe's close conferences: -'Since Singleton, says he, who has dependencies upon James Harlowe, is taught to have so good an opinion of you, Joseph, cannot you (still pretending an abhorrence of me, and of my contrivances) propose to Singleton to propose to James Harlowe (who so much thirsts for revenge upon me), to assist him with his whole ship's crew, upon occasion, to carry off his sister, to Leith, where both have houses, or elsewhere?
'You may tell them, that if this can be effected, it will make me raving mad; and bring your young Lady into all their measures. You can inform them, as from my servant, of the distance she keeps me at, in hopes of procuring her father's forgiveness, by cruelly giving me up, if insisted upon. That as the only secret my servant has kept from you, is, the place we are in, you make no doubt, that a two guinea bribe will bring that out, and also an information when I shall be at distance from her, that the enterprize may be safely conducted. You may tell them (still as from my servant) that we are about removing from inconvenient lodgings to others more convenient (which is true); and that I must be often absent from her.
'If they listen to your proposal, you will promote your interest with Betty, by telling it to her as a secret. Betty will tell Arabella of it. Arabella will be overjoy'd at any thing that will help forward her revenge upon me; and will reveal it (if her brother do not) to her uncle Antony. He probably will whisper it to Mrs. Howe. She can keep nothing from her daughter, tho' they are always jangling. Her daughter will acquaint my beloved with it. And if it will not, or if it will, come to my ears from some of those, you can write it to me, as in confidence, by way of preventing mischief, which is the study of us both. I can then shew it to my beloved. Then will she be for placing a greater confidence in me. That will convince me of her love, which now I am sometimes ready to doubt. She will be for hastening to the safer lodgings. I shall have a pretence to stay about her person, as a guard. She will be convinced, that there is no expectation of a reconciliation. You can give James and Singleton continual false scents, as I shall direct you; so that no mischief can possibly happen.
'And what will be the happy, happy, thrice happy consequence? -The lady will be mine, in an honourable way. We shall all be friends in good time. The two guineas will be an agreeable addition to the many gratuities I have help'd you to, by like contrivances, from this stingy family. Your reputation, both for head and heart, will be heighten'd. The Blue Boar will also be yours. Nor shall you have the least difficulty about raising money to buy the stock, if it be worth your while to have it.
'Betty will likewise then be yours. You have both saved money, it seems. The whole Harlowe family, whom you have so faithfully serv'd ['Tis serving them surely, to prevent the mischief which their violent son would have brought upon them], will throw you in somewhat towards housekeeping. I will still add to your store. So nothing but happiness before you!
'Crow, Joseph, crow! A dunghil of your own in view: Servants to snub at your pleasure: A wife to quarrel with, or to love, as your humour leads you: Landlord and Landlady at every word: To be paid, instead of paying, for your eating and drinking. -But not thus happy only in yourself- Happy in promoting peace and reconciliation between two good families, in the long run; without hurting any christian soul. -O Joseph, honest Joseph! what envy will you raise! -And who would be squeamish with such prospects before him!
'This one labour crowns your work. If you can get but such a design entertained by them, whether they prosecute it or not, it will be equally to the purpose of
'Your loving friend,
R. Lovelace.'

### v3 LETTER XLVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Mrs. Hervey.
[Inclosed in her last to Miss Howe.]
Thursday, April 20.
Honoured Madam,
Having not had the favour of an answer to a letter I took the liberty to write to you on the 14th, I am in some hopes that it may have miscarried; for I had much rather it should, than to have the mortification to think, that my aunt Hervey deem'd me unworthy of the honour of her notice.
In this hope, having kept a copy of it, and not being able to express myself in terms better suited to the unhappy circumstance of things, I transcribe and inclose what I then wrote. And I humbly beseech you to favour the contents of it with your interest.
Hitherto it is in my power to perform what I undertake for in this letter; and it would be very grievous to me to be precipitated upon measures, which may render the desireable reconciliation more difficult.
If, Madam, I were permitted to write to you with the hopes of being answer'd, I could clear my intention with regard to the step I have taken, altho' I could not acquit myself, perhaps, to some of my severest judges, of an imprudence previous of it. - You, I am sure, would pity me, if you knew all I could say, and how miserable I am in the forfeiture of the good opinion of all my friends.
I flatter myself, that their favour is yet retrievable. But whatever be the determination at Harlowe-Place, do not you, my dearest aunt, deny me the favour of a few lines, to inform me if there can be any hope of a reconciliation upon terms less shocking than those heretofore endeavoured to be imposed upon me; or if, which God forbid! I am to be for ever reprobated.
At least, my dear aunt, procure for me the justice of my wearing apparel, and the little money, and other things, which I wrote to my sister for, and mention in the inclosed to you; that I may not be destitute of common conveniencies, or be under a necessity to owe an obligation for such, where (at present, however) I would least of all owe it.
Allow me to say, that had I designed what happened, I might, as to the money and jewels, at least, have saved myself some of the mortifications which I have suffer'd, and which I still farther apprehend, if my request be not comply'd with.
If you are permitted to encourage an eclaircissement of what I hint, I will open my whole heart to you, and inform you of every thing.
If it be any pleasure to have me mortify'd, be pleased to let it be known, that I am extremely mortify'd: And yet it is intirely from my own reflections that I am so: -Having nothing to find fault with, in the behaviour of the person from whom every evil was apprehended.
The bearer having business your way, will bring me your answer on Saturday morning, if you favour me according to my hopes. I knew not that I should have this opportunity till I had wrote the above.
I am, my dearest aunt,
Your ever-dutiful
Cl. Harlowe.
Be pleased to directed for me, if I am to be favoured with a few lines, to be left at Mr. Osgood's near Soho-square; and nobody shall ever know of your goodness to me, if you desire it to be kept a secret.

### v3 LETTER XLVIII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sat. April 22.
I Cannot for my life account for your wretch's teazing ways. But he certainly doubts your love of him. In this he is a modest man, as well as somebody else; and tacitly confesses, that he does not deserve it.
Your Israelitish hankerings after the Egyptian onions [testify'd still more in your letter to your aunt] Your often-repeated regrets for meeting him; for being betrayed away by him: These he cannot bear.
I have been retrospecting the whole of his conduct, and comparing it with his general character; and find, that he is more consistently, more uniformly, mean, revengeful, and proud, than either of us once imagin'd.
From his cradle, as I may say, as an only child, and a boy, humoursome, spoiled, mischievous; the governor of his governors.
A libertine in his riper years, hardly regardful of appearances; and despising the Sex in general, for the faults of particulars of it, who made themselves too cheap to him.
What has been his behaviour in your family, a Clarissa in view (from the time your foolish brother was obliged to take a life from him) but defiance for defiances? -Getting you into his power by terror, by artifice. What politeness can be expected from such a man?
Well, but what in such a situation is to be done? -Why, you must despise him-You must hate him- if you can-and run away from him-But whither? -Especially now that your brother is laying foolish plots to put you in a still worse condition, as it may happen?
But if you cannot despise and hate him-If you care not to break with him, you must part with some punctilio's; and if the so doing bring not on the solemnity, you must put yourself into the protection of the ladies of his family.
Their respect for you is of itself a security for his honour, if there could be any room for doubt. And at least you should remind him of his offer to bring one of the Miss Montague's to attend you at your new lodgings in town, and accompany you, till all is happily over.
This, you'll say, will be as good as declaring yourself to be his. And so let it. You ought not now to think of any thing else but to be his. Does not your brother's project convince you more and more of this?
Give over then, my dearest friend, any thoughts of this hopeless reconciliation, which has kept you balancing thus long. You own, in the letter before me, that he made very explicit offers, tho' you give me not the very words. -And he gave his reasons, I perceive, with his wishes that you should accept them: Which very few of the sorry fellows do; whose plea is generally but a compliment to our self-love- That we must love them, however presumptuous and unworthy, because they love us.
Were I in your place, and had your charming delicacies, I should, perhaps, do as you do. No doubt but I should expect that the man should urge me with respectful warmth; that he should supplicate with constancy, and that all his words and actions should tend to the one principal point-Nevertheless, if I suspected art or delay, founded upon his doubts of my love, I would either condescend to clear up his doubts, or renounce him for ever.
And in this last case, I, your Anna Howe, would exert myself, and either find you a private refuge, or resolve to share fortunes with you.
What a wretch, to be so easily answer'd by your reference to the arrival of your cousin Morden? But I am afraid that you was too scrupulous: -For did he not resent that reference?
Could we have his account of the matter, I fancy, my dear, I should think you over-nice, over-delicate. Had you laid hold of his acknowleged explicitness, he would have been as much in your power, as now you seem to be in his? -You wanted not to be told, that the person who had been tricked into such a step as you had taken, must of necessity submit to many mortifications.
But were it to me, a girl of spirit, as I am thought to be, I do assure you, I would in a quarter of an hour (all the time I would allow to punctilio in such a case as yours) know what he drives at. Since either he must mean well or ill. If ill, the sooner you know it, the better. If well, whose modesty is it he distresses, but that of his own wife?
And methinks you should endeavour to avoid all exasperating recriminations, as to what you have heard of his failure in morals; especially while you are so happy, as not to have occasion to speak of them by experience.
I grant, that it gives a worthy mind some satisfaction, in having borne its testimony against a bad one: But if the testimony be not seasonably borne, and when the faulty person be fitted to receive the correction, it may probably rather harden, or make an hypocrite, than reclaim him.
I am pleased, however, as well as you, with his making light of your brother's wife project. -Poor creature! -And must master Jemmy Harlowe, with his half-wit, pretend to plot, and contrive mischief, yet rail at Lovelace for the same things? -A witty villain deserves hanging at once (and without ceremony, if you please); but a half-witted one deserves broken bones first, and hanging afterwards. I think Lovelace has given his character in few words.
Be angry at me, if you please; but as sure as you are alive, now that this poor creature, whom some call your brother, finds he has succeeded in making you fly your father's house, and that he has nothing to fear but your getting into your own, and into an independence of him, but he thinks himself equal to any thing, and so has a mind to fight Lovelace with his own weapons?
Don't you remember his pragmatical triumph, as told you by your aunt, and prided in by that sawcy Betty Barnes, from his own foolish mouth?
I expect nothing from your letter to your aunt. I hope Lovelace will never know the contents of it. In every one of yours, I see that he as warmly resents as he dares, the little confidence you have in him. I should resent it too, were I him; and knew I deserved better.
Don't be scrupulous about cloaths, if you think of putting yourself into the protection of the ladies of his family. They know how matters stand between you and your relations; and love you never the worse for their cruelty. -As to money, why will you let me offer in vain?
I know you won't demand possession of your estate. But give him a right to demand it for you; and that will be still better.
Adieu, my dear! -May Heaven guide and direct you in all your steps, is the daily prayer of
Your ever-affectionate and faithful
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER XLIX.

Mr. Belford, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Friday, April 21.
Thou, Lovelace, hast been long the entertainer; I the entertained. Nor have I been solicitous to animadvert, as thou wentest along, upon thy inventions, and their tendency. For I believed, that with all thy airs, the unequalled perfections and fine qualities of this lady would always be her protection and security. But now, that I find, thou hast so far succeeded, as to induce her to come to town, and to choose her lodgings in a house, the people of which will too probably damp and suppress any honourable motions, which may arise in thy mind in her favour; I cannot help writing: And that professedly in her behalf.
My inducements to this are not owing to virtue: - But if they were, what hope could I have of affecting thee, by pleas arising from it?
Nor would such a man as thou art be deterr'd, were I to remind thee of the vengeance which thou mayest one day expect, if thou insultest a woman of her character, family, and fortune.
Neither are gratitude and honour motives to be mentioned in a woman's favour, to men, such as we are, who consider all those of the sex as fair prize, whom we can obtain a power over. For our honour, and honour in the general acceptation of the word, are two things.
What then is my motive? -Why, the true friendship that I bear thee, Lovelace; which makes me plead Thy own sake; and Thy family's sake, in the justice thou owest to this incomparable creature; who, however, so well deserves to have her sake to be mentioned as the principal consideration.
Last time I was at M. Hall, thy noble uncle so earnestly pressed me to use my interest to persuade thee to enter the pale, and gave me so many family-reasons for it, that I could not help engaging myself heartily on his side of the question; and the rather, as I knew, that they own intentions with regard to this fine woman, were then worthy of her. And of this I assured his lordship; who was half-afraid of thee, because of the ill usage thou receivedst from her family. But now, that the case is altered, let me press the matter home to thee from other considerations.
By what I have heard of this lady's perfections from every mouth, as well as from thine, and from every letter thou hast written, where wilt thou find such another woman? And why shouldst thou tempt her virtue? -Why shouldst thou be for trying, where there is no reason to doubt?
Were I in thy case, and designed to marry, and if I preferred a lady, as I know thou dost This, to all the women in the world, I should dread to make further tryal, knowing what we know of the sex, for fear of succeeding; and especially if I doubted not, that if there were a woman in the world virtuous at heart, it is she.
And let me tell thee, Lovelace, that in this lady's situation, the tryal is not a fair tryal. -Considering the depth of thy plots and contrivances: Considering the opportunities which I see thou must have with her, in spite of her own heart; all her relations follies acting in concert, tho' unknown to themselves, with thy wicked scheming head: Considering how destitute of protection she is: Considering the house she is to be in, where she will be surrounded with thy implements; specious, well-bred, and genteel creatures, not easily to be detected when they are disposed to preserve appearances, especially by a young, inexperienced lady wholly unacquainted with the town: Considering all these things, I say,-what glory, what cause of triumph, wilt thou have, if she should be overcome? -Thou, too, a man born for intrigue, full of invention, intrepid, remorseless, able patiently to watch for thy opportunity; not hurried, as most men, by gusts of violent passion, which often nip a project in the bud, and make the snail that was just putting out its horns to meet the inviter, withdraw into its shell-A man who has no regard to his word or oath to the sex; the lady scrupulously strict to her word, incapable of art or design; apt therefore to believe well of others-It would be a miracle if she stood such an attempter, such attempts, and such snares, as I see will be laid for her. And after all, I see not when men are so frail without importunity, that so much should be expected from women, daughters of the same fathers and mothers, and made up of the same brittle compounds [education all the difference], nor where the triumph is in subduing them.
May there not be other Lovelaces, thou askest, who, attracted by her beauty, may endeavour to prevail with her?
No; there cannot, I answer, be such another man, person, mind, fortune, and thy character, as above given, taken in. -If thou imaginedst there could, such is thy pride, that thou wouldst think the worse of thyself.
But let me touch upon thy predominant passion, Revenge; for Love [What can be the love of a rake?] is but second to that, as I have often told thee, tho' it has set thee into raving at me-What poor pretences for revenge are the difficulties thou hadst in getting her off; allowing that she had run a risque of being Solmes's wife, had she staid; her injunctions so cruelly turn'd upon her; and her preference of the single life! -If these are other than pretences, why thankest thou not those who threw her into the power? -Besides, are not the pretences thou makest for further trial, most ingratefully, as well as contradictorily, founded upon the supposition of error in her, occasioned by her favour to thee?
And let me, for the utter confusion of thy poor pleas of this nature, ask thee-Would she, in thy opinion, had she willingly gone off with thee, have been intitled to better quarter? -For a mistress indeed she might: But wouldst thou for a wife have had cause to like her half so well, as now?
That she loves thee, wicked as thou art, and cruel as a panther, there is no reason to doubt. Yet, what a command has she over herself, that such a penetrating self-flatterer as thyself, art sometimes ready to doubt it? Tho' persecuted on the one hand, as she was, by her own family, and attracted on the other, by the splendor of thine; every one of whom wishes for, and courts her to rank herself among them?
Thou wilt perhaps think, that I have departed from my proposition, and pleaded the lady's sake more than thine in the above-But no such thing. All that I have written, is more in thy behalf than in hers-Since she may make thee happy-But it is next to impossible, I should think, if she preserves her delicacy, that thou canst make her so. I need not give my reasons. Thou'lt have ingenuity enough, I dare say, were there occasion for it, to subscribe to my opinion.
I plead not for the state from any great liking to it myself. Nor have I, at present, thoughts of entering into it. But as thou art the last of thy name; as thy family is of note and figure in thy country; and as thou thyself thinkest that thou shalt one day marry; is it possible, let me ask thee, that thou canst have such another opportunity as thou now hast, if thou lettest this slip? A lady, in her family and fortune, not unworthy of thine own [tho' thou art so apt, from pride of ancestry, and pride of heart, to speak slightly of the families thou dislikest]; so celebrated for beauty; and so noted at the same time for prudence, for soul (I will say, instead of sense), and for virtue?
If thou art not so narrow-minded an elf, as to prefer thy own single satisfaction to posterity, thou, who shouldst wish to beget children for duration, wilt not postpone till the rake's usual time; that is to say, till diseases or years, or both, lay hold of thee; since in that case thou wouldst intitle thyself to the curses of thy legitimate progeny for giving them a Being altogether miserable: A Being, which they will be obliged to hold upon a worse tenure than that tenant-courtesy, which thou callest the worst; to wit, upon the doctor's courtesy; thy descendents also propagating (if they shall live, and be able to propagate) a wretched race, that shall intail the curse, or the reason for it, upon remote generations.
Wicked as the sober world accounts us, we have not yet, it is to be hoped, got over all compunction. Altho' we find religion against us, we have not yet presumed to make a religion to suit our practices. We despise those who do. And we know better than to be even doubters. In short, we believe a future state of rewards and punishments. But as we have so much youth and health in hand, we hope to have time for repentance. That is to say, in plain English [Nor think thou me too grave, Lovelace: Thou art grave sometimes, tho' not often], we hope to live to sense, as long as sense can relish, and purpose to reform when we can sin no longer.
And shall this admirable woman suffer for her generous endeavours to set on foot thy reformation, and for insisting upon proofs of the sincerity of thy professions, before she will be thine?
Upon the whole matter, let me wish thee to consider well what thou art about, before thou goest a step farther in the path which thou hast chalk'd out for thyself to tread, and art just going to enter into. Hitherto all is so far right, that if the lady mistrusts thy honour, she has no proofs. Be honest to her, then, in her sense of the word. None of thy companions, thou knowest, will offer to laugh at what thou dost. And if they should (on thy entering into a state which has been so much ridiculed by thee, and by all of us), thou hast one advantage: It is this; that thou canst not be ashamed.
Deferring to the post-day to close my letter, I find one left for my cousin Osgood, to be forwarded to the lady. It was brought within these two hours at a particular hand, and has a Harlowe-seal upon it. As it may therefore be of importance, I dispatch it with my own, by my servant, post-haste.
I suppose you will soon be in town. Without the lady, I hope. Farewel.
Be honest, and be happy.
J. Belford.
Sat. Apr. 22.

### v3 LETTER L.

Mrs. Hervey, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
[In answer to Letter xlviii.]
Dear Niece,
It would be hard not to write a few lines, so much pressed to write, to one I ever loved: Your former letter I received, yet was not at liberty to answer it. I break my word to answer you now.
Strange informations are every day received about you. The wretch you are with, we are told, is every hour triumphing and defying-Must not these informations aggravate? You know the uncontroulableness of the man. He loves his own humour better than he loves you-tho' so fine a creature as you are! I warn'd you over and over: No young lady was ever more warn'd! -Miss Clarissa Harlowe to do such a thing!
You might have given your friends the meeting. If you had held your aversion, it would have been comply'd with. As soon as I was intrusted myself with their intention to give up the point, I gave you a hint-a dark one perhaps! -But who would have thought-O Miss! -Such an artful flight! - Such cunning preparation!
But you want to clear up things-What can you clear up? Are you not gone off? -With a Lovelace too? -What, my dear, would you clear up?
You did not design to go, you say. Why did you meet him then, chariot-and-six, horsemen, all prepared by him? O, my dear, how Art produces Art! -Will it be believed? -If it would, what power will he be thought to have had over you! -He! - Who? - Lovelace! -The vilest of libertines! - Over whom? -A Clarissa Harlowe! -Was your love for such a man above your reason? -Above your resolution? -What credit would a belief of this, if believed, bring you? -How mend the matter? -Oh! that you had stood the next meeting!-
I'll tell you all that was intended, if you had.
It was indeed imagined, that you would not have been able to resist your father's intreaties and commands. He was resolved to be all condescension, if anew you had not provoked him. I love my Clary Harlowe, said he, but an hour before the killing tidings were brought him; I love her as my life; I will kneel to her, if nothing else will do, to prevail upon her to oblige me!
Your father and mother (reverse to what should have been!) would have humbled themselves to you: And if you could have denied them, and refused to sign the settlements previous to the meeting, they would have yielded, altho' with regret.
But it was presumed, so naturally sweet your temper, so self-denying, as they thought you, that you could not have withstood them, notwithstanding all your dislike of the one man, without a greater degree of headstrong passion for the other, than you had given any of us reason to expect from you.
If you had, the meeting on Wednesday would have been a lighter trial to you. You would have been presented to all your assembled friends, with a snort speech only, 'That this was the young creature, till very lately faultless, condescending, and obliging, now having cause to glory in a triumph over the wills of father, mother, uncles, the most indulgent; over family interests, family views, and preferring her own will to every-body's; and this for a transitory preference to person only; the morals of the men not to be compared with each other's.'
Thus complied with, and perhaps blessed, by your father and mother, and the consequences of your disobedience deprecated in the solemnest manner by your inimitable mother, your generosity would have been appealed to, since your duty would have been found too weak an inducement, and you would have been bid to withdraw for one half-hour's consideration: Then would the settlements have been again tendered for your signing, by the person least disobliging to you; by your good Norton perhaps; she perhaps seconded by your father again: And if again refused, you would again have been led in, to declare such your refusal. Some restrictions, which you yourself had proposed, would have been insisted upon. You would have been permitted to go home with me, or with your uncle Antony [which, not agreed upon, because they hoped you might be prevailed with], there to tarry till the arrival of your cousin Morden; or till your father could have borne to see you; or till assured, that the views of Lovelace were at an end.
This the intention, your father so set upon your compliance, so much in hopes that you would have yielded, that you would have been prevailed upon by methods so condescending and so gentle; no wonder that he, in particular, was like a distracted man, when he heard of your flight-of your flight, so premeditated; -with your ivy summer-house dinings, your arts to blind me, and all of us!-naughty, naughty young creature!
I, for my part, would not believe it, when told of it. Your uncle Hervey would not believe it. We rather expected, we rather feared, a still more desperate adventure. There could be but one more desperate; and I was readier to have the cascade first resorted to, than the garden back-door. -Your mamma fainted away, while her heart was torn between the two apprehensions. -Your father, poor man! your father, was beside himself for near an hour. To this day he can hardly bear your name: Yet can think of nobody else. Your merits, my dear, but aggravate your fault. -Something of fresh aggravation almost every hour. -How can any favour be expected?
I am sorry for it; but am afraid, nothing you ask will be complied with.
Why mention you, my dear, the saving you from mortifications; who have gone off with a man? What a poor pride is it to stand upon any thing else?
I dare not open my lips in your favour. Nobody dare. Your letter must stand by itself. This has caused me to send it to Harlowe-place. Expect therefore great severity. May you be enabled to support the lot you have chosen! O my dear! how unhappy have you made every-body! Can you expect to be happy? Your father wishes you had never been born. Your poor mother-But why should I afflict you? There is now no help! -You must be changed indeed, if you are not very unhappy yourself in the reflections your thoughtful mind must suggest to you.
You must now make the best of your lot. Yet not married, it seems!
It is in your power, you say, to perform whatever you shall undertake to do: You may deceive yourself: You hope that your reputation, and your friends favour, may be retrieved. Never, never, both, I doubt; if either. Every offended person (and that is all who loved you, and are related to you) must join to restore you: When can these be of one mind, in a case so notoriously wrong?
It would be very grievous, you say, to be precipitated upon measures, that may make the desirable reconciliation more difficult. Is it now, my dear, a time for you to be afraid of being precipitated? At present, if ever, there can be no thought of reconciliation. The upshot of your precipitation must first be seen. There may be murder yet, as far as we know. Will the man you are with, part willingly with you? If not, what may be the consequence? If he will, Lord bless me! what shall we think of his reasons for it? -I will fly this thought. I know your purity-But, my dear, are you not out of all protection? - Are you not unmarry'd? -Have you not (making your daily prayers useless) thrown yourself into temptation? And is not the man the most wicked of plotters?
You have hitherto, you say (and I think, my dear, with an air unbecoming your declared penitence), no fault to find with the behaviour of a man from whom every evil was apprehended: Like Caesar to the Roman augur, which I heard you tell of, who had bid him Beware of the ides of March: The ides of March, said Caesar, seeing the augur among the croud, as he marched in state to the senate house, which he never was to return from alive, The ides of March are come. But they are not past, the augur reply'd. Make the application, my dear: May you be able to make this reflection upon his good behaviour to the last of your knowlege of him! May he behave himself better to you, than he ever did to any-body else whom he had power over! Amen!
No answer, I beseech you. I hope your messenger will not tell any-body that I have written to you. And I dare say you will not shew what I have written to Mr. Lovelace-For I have written with the less reserve, depending upon your prudence.
You have my prayers.
My Dolly knows not that I write. Nobody does: Not even Mr. Hervey.
Dolly would have several times written: But, having defended your fault with heat, and with a partiality, that alarmed us [Such a fall as yours, my dear, must be alarming to all parents], she has been forbidden, on pain of losing our favour for ever: And this at your family's request, as well as by her father's commands.
You have the poor girl's hourly prayers, however, I will tell you, tho' she knows not that I do, as well as those of
Your truly afflicted aunt,
D. Hervey.
Friday, April 21.

### v3 LETTER LI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; To Miss Howe.
[With the preceding.]
Sat. Morn. April 22.
I have just now received the inclosed from my aunt Hervey. Be pleased, my dear, to keep her secret of having written to the unhappy wretch, her niece.
I may go to London, I see, or where I will. No matter what becomes of me.
I was the willinger to suspend my journey thither, till I heard from Harlowe-Place. I thought, if I could be encouraged to hope for a reconciliation, I would let this man see, that he should not have me in his power, but upon my own terms, if at all.
But I find I must be his, whether I will or not; and perhaps thro' still greater mortifications than those great ones which I have already met with. -And must I be so absolutely thrown upon a man, with whom I am not at all satisfied!
My letter is sent, you see, to Harlowe-Place. My heart akes for the reception it may meet with there. One comfort only arises to me from its being sent; That my aunt will clear herself, by the communication, from the supposition of having corresponded with the poor creature whom they have all determined to reprobate. It is no small part of my misfortune, that I have weaken'd the confidence one dear friend has in another, and made one look cool upon another. My poor cousin Dolly, you see, has reason to regret this, as well as my aunt. Miss Howe, my dear Miss Howe, is but too sensible of the effects of my fault, having had more words with her mother on my account, than ever she had on any other. Yet the man who has drawn me into all this evil, I must be thrown upon! -Much did I consider, much did I apprehend, before my fault, supposing I were to be guilty of it: But I saw it not in all its shocking lights.
And now, to know that my father, an hour before he received the tidings of my supposed flight, owned that he loved me as his life: That he would have been all condescension: That he would-Oh! my dear, how tender, how mortifyingly-tender, now in him! My aunt need not have been afraid, that it should be known, that she has sent me such a letter as this! -A father to KNEEL to a daughter! -There would not indeed have been any bearing of that! -What I should have done in such a case, I know not. Death would have been much more welcome to me, than such a sight, on such an occasion, in behalf of a man so very, very disgustful to me! But I had deserved annihilation, had I suffered my father to kneel in vain.
Yet, had but the sacrifice of inclination and personal preference, been all, less than KNEELING should have done. My duty should have been the conqueror of my inclination. But an aversion-an aversion so very sincere! -The triumph of a cruel and ambitious brother, ever so uncontroulable, joined with the insults of an envious sister, bringing wills to theirs, which otherwise would have been favourable to me: The marriage-duties so very strong, so solemnly to be engaged for: The marriage-intimacies (permit me to say to you, my friend, what the purest, altho' with apprehension, must think of) so very intimate: Myself one, who never looked upon any duty, much less a voluntarily vow'd one, with indifference; could it have been honest in me to have given my hand to an odious hand, and to have consented to such a more than reluctant, such an immiscible union, if I may so call it? -For life too! -Did I not think more and deeper than most young creatures think; did I not weigh, did I not reflect; I might perhaps have been less obstinate. -Delicacy (may I presume to call it?), thinking, weighing, reflection, are not blessings (I have not found them such) in the degree I have them. I wish I had been able, in some very nice cases, to have known what indifference was; yet not to have my ignorance imputable to me as a fault. Oh! my dear! the finer sensibilities, if I may suppose mine to be such, make not happy!
What a method had my friends intended to take with me! -This, I dare say, was a method chalked out by my brother. He, I suppose, was to have presented me to all my assembled friends, as the daughter capable of preferring her own will to the wills of them all. It would have been a sore trial, no doubt. Would to heaven, however, I had stood it-Let the issue have been what it would, would to heaven I had stood it!
There may be murder, my aunt says. This looks as if she knew of Singleton's rash plot. Such an upshot, as she calls it, of this unhappy affair, Heaven avert!
She flies a thought, that I can less dwell upon-A cruel thought! -But she has a poor opinion of the purity she compliments me with, if she thinks, that I am not, by God's grace, above temptation from this sex. Altho' I never saw a man, whose person I could like, before this man; yet his faulty character allowed me but little merit from the indifference I pretended to on his account. But, now I see him in nearer lights, I like him less than ever. -Indeed, I never liked him so little as now. Upon my word, I think I could hate him (if I do not already hate him) sooner than any man I ever thought tolerably of. -A good reason why: Because I have been more disappointed in my expectations of him; altho' they never were so high, as to have made him my choice in preference to the single life, had that been permitted me. Still, if the giving him up for ever will make my path to reconciliation easy, and if they will signify as much to me, they shall see that I never will be his: For I have the vanity to think my soul his soul's superior.
You will say I rave: Forbid to write to my aunt, and taught to despair of reconciliation, you, my dear, must be troubled with my passionate resentments. What a wretch was I to meet him, and thereby to leave it not in my power to stand the general meeting with my friends! -All would now have been over! -And who can tell, when my present distresses will? -Rid of both men, I had been now perhaps at my aunt Hervey's, or at my uncle Antony's; wishing for my cousin Morden's arrival; who might have accommodated all.
I intended, indeed, to have stood it-And, if I had, how know I by whose name I might now have been called? For how should I have resisted a condescending, a kneeling father, had he been able to have kept his temper with me!
Yet my aunt says, he would have relented, if I had not. Perhaps he would have been moved by my humility, before he could have shewn such undue condescension. Such temper as he would have received me with, might have been improved upon in my favour. And that he had design'd ultimately to relent, how it clears my friends, at least to themselves, and condemns me! O why were my aunt's hints [I remember them now] so very dark? -Yet I intended to have returned after the interview; and then perhaps she would have explain'd herself. -O this artful, this designing Lovelace! -Yet I must repeat, that most ought I to blame myself for meeting him.
But far, far, be banish'd from me, fruitless recrimination! Far banished, because fruitless! Let me wrap myself about in the mantle of my own integrity, and take comfort in my unfaulty intention! Since it is now too late to look back, let me collect all my fortitude, and endeavour to stand those shafts of angry providence, which it will not permit me to shun! That, whatever the trials may be, which I am destined to undergo, I may not behave unworthily in them; but come out amended by them.
Join with me in this prayer, my beloved friend; for your own honour's sake, as well as for love's sake, join with me in it: Lest a deviation on my side should, with the censorious, cast a shade upon a friendship, which has no body, no levity, in it, and whose basis is improvement, as well in the greater as lesser duties.
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER LII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Saturday, P.M. April 23.
O my best, my only friend! Now indeed is my heart broken! -It has received a blow it never will recover! Think not of corresponding with a wretch who now seems absolutely devoted! How can it be otherwise, if a parent's curses have the weight I always attributed to them, and have heard so many instances of their being follow'd by! -Yes, my dear Miss Howe, superadded to all my afflictions, I have the consequences of a father's curse to struggle with! How shall I support this reflection! -My past and my present situation so much authorizing my apprehensions!
I have, at last, a letter from my unrelenting sister. Would to heaven I had not provoked it, by my second letter to my aunt Hervey. It lay ready for me, it seems. The thunder slept, till I awaken'd it. I inclose the letter itself. Transcribe it I cannot. There is no bearing the thoughts of it: For (shocking reflection!) the curse extends to the life beyond this.
I am in the depth of vapourish despondency. I can only repeat, Shun, fly, correspond not with a wretch so devoted, as
Your Clarissa Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER LIII.

To Miss Clarissa Harlowe;
To be left at Mr. Osgood's, near Soho-Square.
Friday, April 21.
It was expected you would send again to me, or to my aunt Hervey. The inclosed has lain ready for you therefore by direction. You will have no answer from any-body, write to whom you will, and as often as you will, and what you will.
It was designed to bring you back by proper authority, or to send you whither the disgraces you have brought upon us all, should be in the likeliest way, after a while, to be forgotten. But I believe that design is over: So you may range securely: Nobody will think it worth while to give themselves any trouble about you. Yet my mamma has obtained leave to send you your cloaths, of all sorts: But your cloaths only. This is a favour you'll see by the within letter not design 'd you: And now not granted for your sake, but because my poor mother cannot bear in her sight any thing you used to wear. Read the inclosed, and tremble.
Arabella Harlowe.
To the most ungrateful and undutiful of daughters.
Harlowe-Place, Sat. April 15.
Sister that was,
For I know not what name you are permitted, or choose to go by.
You have filled us all with distraction. My father, in the first agitations of his mind, on discovering your wicked, your shameful elopement, imprecated, on his knees, a fearful curse upon yon. Tremble at the recital of it! -No less, than 'that you may meet your punishment, both here and hereafter, by means of the very wretch, in whom you have chosen to place your wicked confidence."
Your cloaths will not be sent you. You seem, by leaving them behind you, to have been secure of them, whenever you demanded them. But perhaps you could think of nothing but meeting your fellow: - Nothing but how to get off your forward self! -For every-thing seems to have been forgot, but what was to contribute to your wicked flight. -Yet, you judged right, perhaps, that you would have been detected, had you endeavour'd to get off your cloaths! -Cunning creature! not to make one step that we could guess at you by! -Cunning to effect your own ruin, and the disgrace of all the family!
But does the wretch put you upon writing for your things, for fear you should be too expensive to him? -That's it, I suppose.
Was there ever a giddier creature? -Yet this is the celebrated, the blazing Clarissa-Clarissa, what? -Harlowe, no doubt! -And Harlowe it will be, to the disgrace of us all!-
Your drawings and your pieces are all taken down; as is also your own whole-length picture, in the Vandyke taste, from your late parlour: They are taken down, and thrown into your closet, which will be nailed up, as if it were not a part of the house; there to perish together: For who can bear to see them? Yet, how did they use to be shewn to every-body; the former, for the magnifying of your dainty finger-works; the latter, for the imputed dignity [dignity now in the dust!] of your boasted figure; and this by those fond parents whom you have run away from with so much, yet with so little contrivance!
My brother vows revenge upon your libertine- For the family's sake he vows it-Not for yours! - For he will treat you, he declares, like a common creature, if ever he sees you: And doubts not, that this will be your fate.
My uncle Harlowe renounces you for ever.
So does my uncle Antony.
So does my aunt Hervey.
So do I, base unworthy creature! -The disgrace of a good family, and the property of an infamous rake, as questionless you will soon find yourself, if you are not already!
Your books, since they have not taught you what belongs to your family, to your sex, and to your education, will not be sent you. Your money neither. Nor yet the jewels so undeservedly made yours! For it is wished you may be seen a beggar along London streets!
If all this is heavy, lay your hand to your heart, and ask yourself, why you have deserved it?
Every gentleman, whom your pride taught you to reject with scorn (Mr. Solmes excepted, who, however, has reason to rejoice that he missed you), triumphs in your shameful elopement; and now knows how to account for his being refused.
Your worthy Norton is ashamed of you, and mingles her tears with your mamma's; both reproaching themselves for their shares in you, and in so fruitless an education.
Every-body, in short, is ashamed of you: But none more than
Arabella Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER LIV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Tuesday, April 25.
Be comforted; be not dejected; do not despond, my dearest and best-beloved friend. God Almighty is just and gracious, and gives not his assent to rash and inhuman curses. If he did, malice, envy, and the blackest passions, in the blackest hearts, would triumph, and the best (blasted by the malignity of the worst) would be miserable in both worlds.
This malediction shews only, what manner of spirit they are of, and how much their sordid views exceed their parental love. 'Tis all rage and disappointment, my dear; disappointment in designs proper to be frustrated; and all you have to grieve for is, that their own rashness will turn upon their own hearts. God Almighty cannot succeed a curse so presumptuous, as to be carried into his futurity!
Fie upon them! -Fie upon them, will all the world say, who shall come to the knowledge of such overflowing venom! -And the more, when all shall know, that what they resent so outrageously, is owing to themselves!
My mother blames them for this wicked letter; and she pities you; and, of her own accord, wish'd me to write to comfort you, for this once: For she says, It is pity your heart, which was so noble (and when the sense of your fault, and the weight of a parent's curse, are so strong upon you), should be quite broken.
Lord bless me, how your aunt writes! -Can there be two rights and two wrongs in palpable cases! - But, my dear, she must be wrong: So they all have been, justify themselves now as they will. They can only justify themselves to themselves from selfish principles, resolving to acquit, not fairly to try themselves. Did your unkind aunt, in all the tedious progress of your contentions with them, give you the least hope of their relenting? -Her dark hints I now recollect, as well as you. But why was any thing good or hopeful to you, to be darkly hinted? -How easy was it for her, who pretended always to love you so well; for her, who can give such flowing licence to her pen for your hurt; to have given you one word, one line (in confidence) of their pretended change of measures!
But don't mind their after-pretences, my dear-All of them serve but for tacit confessions of their vile usage of you. I will keep your aunt's secret, never fear. I would not, on any consideration, that my mother should see it.
You will now see, that you have nothing left, but to overcome all scrupulousness, and marry, as soon as you have opportunity. Determine upon this, my dear.
I will give you a motive for it, regarding myself. For this I have resolved, and this I have vowed [O friend, the best beloved of my heart, be not angry with me for it!] 'That so long as your happiness is in suspense, I will never think of marrying." In justice to the man I shall have, I have vowed this: For, my dear, must I not be miserable, if you are so? And what an unworthy wife must I be to any man, who cannot have interest enough in my heart, to make his obligingness a balance for an affliction he has not caused?
I would shew Lovelace your sister's abominable letter, were it to me. I inclose it. It shall not have a place in this house. This will enter him of course into the subject, which now you ought to have most in view. Let him see what you suffer for him. He cannot prove base to such an excellence. I should never enjoy my head or my senses, should this man prove a villain to you! With a merit so exalted, you may have punishment more than enough for your involuntary fault, in that husband.
I would not have you be too sure, that their project to seize you is over. The words intimating, that it is over, in the letter of that abominable Arabella, seem calculated to give you security. -She only says, she believes that design is over. -And I do not yet find from Miss Lloyd, that it is disavow'd. So it will be best, when you are at London, to be private, and to let every direction be to a third place; for fear of the worst; for I would not, for the world, have you fall into the hands of such flaming and malevolent spirits, by surprize.
I will myself be content to direct to you at some third place; and that I may have it to averr to my mother, or to any other, if occasion be, that I know not where you are.
Besides, this measure will make you less apprehensive of the consequences of their violence, should they resolve to attempt to carry you off in spite of Lovelace.
I would have you direct to Mr. Hickman, even your answer to this. I have a reason for it. Besides, my mamma, notwithstanding this particular indulgence, is very positive.
I would not have you dwell on the shocking occasion. I know how it must affect you. But don't let it. Try to make light of it [Forget it you can't]: And pursue other subjects-The subjects before you. And let me know your progress, and what he says [So far may you enter into this hateful subject] to this abominable letter, and diabolical curse. I expect that this will aptly introduce the grand topic between you, without needing a mediator.
Come, my dear, when things are at worst, they must mend. Good often comes, when evil is expected. Happily improv'd upon, this very curse may turn to a blessing. -But if you despond, there can be no hopes of cure. -Don't let them break your heart; for that, it is plain to me, is now what some people have in view to do.
How poor, to with-hold from you your books, your jewels, and your money! -The latter is all you can at present want, since they will vouchsafe to send your cloaths. -I send fifty guineas by the bearer, inclosed in single papers in my Norris's Miscellanies. I charge you, as you love me, return them not.
I have more at your service. So if you like not your lodgings, or his behaviour, when you get to town, leave both out of hand.
I would advise you to write to Mr. Morden without delay. If he intends for England, it may hasten him. And you'll do very well till he can come. But surely Lovelace is bewitched, if he takes not his happiness from your consent, before that of Mr. Morden's is made needful by his arrival.
Come, my dear, be comforted. All is hastening to be well. This very violence shews that it is. Suppose yourself to be me, and me to be you [You may-for your distress is mine]; and then give to yourself those consolations which, in that case, you would give me. Nothing but words has passed, vehement and horrid as those are. The divine goodness will not let them be more. Can you think that heaven will seal to the black passions of its depraved creatures? Manage with your usual prudence the stake before you, and all will be still happy.
I have as great apprehensions as you of the weight of a parent's curse: But not of the curse of those parents, who have more to answer for, than the child, in the very errors they so much resent. To intitle those horrid words to efficacy, the parents views should be pure, should be altogether justifiable; and the child's ingratitude and undutifulness, without excuse; and her choice too, as totally inexcusable.
This is the true light, as I humbly conceive, that this matter should appear to you in, and to everybody. If you let not despondency seize you, you will strengthen, you will add more day to this but glimmering light, from
Your ever-affectionate and faithful
Anna Howe.
I hurry This away by Robert. I will inquire into the truth of your aunt's pretences, about their change of measures, had you not gone away.

### v3 LETTER LV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday Morning, April 26.
Your letter, my beloved Miss Howe, gives me great comfort. How sweetly do I experience the truth of the wise man's observation, That a faithful friend is the medicine of life!
Your messenger finds me just setting out for London: The chaise at the door. Already I have taken leave of the good widow, who has oblig'd me with the company of her eldest daughter, at Mr. Lovelace's request, while he rides by us. The young gentlewoman is to return in two or three days with the chaise, in its way to my Lord M.'s Hertfordshire seat.
I received this dreadful letter on Sunday, when Mr. Lovelace was out. He saw, on his return, my extreme anguish and dejection; and he was told how much worse I had been: For I had fainted away twice.
I think it has touch'd my head as well as my heart.
He would fain have seen it. But I would not permit that, because of the threatnings he would have found in it, against himself. As it was, the effect it had upon me, made him break out into execrations and menaces. I was so ill, that he himself advised me to delay going to town on Monday, as I proposed to do.
He is extremely regardful and tender of me. All that you supposed would follow this violent letter, from him, has followed it. He has offer'd himself to my acceptance, in so unreserv'd a manner, that I am concern'd I have written so freely and so diffidently of him. Pray, my dearest friend, keep to yourself every thing that may appear disreputable of him from me.
I must own to you, that his kind behaviour, and my low-spiritedness, co-operating with your former advice, and my unhappy situation, made me that very Sunday evening receive unreservedly his declarations: And now, indeed, I am more in his power than ever.
He presses me every hour for fresh tokens of my esteem for him, and confidence in him. He owns, that he doubted the one, and was ready to despair of the other. And, as I have been brought to some verbal concessions, if he should prove unworthy, I am sure, I shall have great reason to blame this violent letter: For I have no resolution at all. Abandon'd thus of all my natural friends, and only you to pity me; and you restrained as I may say; I have been forced to turn my desolate heart to such protection as I could find.
All my comfort is, that your advice repeatedly given to the same purpose, in your kind letter before me, warrants me. Upon the strength of that, I now set out the more chearfully to London: For, before, a heavy weight hung upon my heart, and, altho' I thought it best and safest to go, yet my spirit sunk, I know not why, at every motion I made towards a preparation for it.
I hope no mischief will happen on the road. -I hope these violent spirits will not meet.
Every one is waiting for me. -Pardon me, my best, my kindest friend, that I return your Norris. In these more promising prospects, I cannot have occasion for your favour. Besides, I have some hope, that with my cloaths they will send me what I wrote for, altho' it is deny'd me in the letter. If they do not, and if I should have occasion, I can but signify my wants to so ready a friend. But I had rather methinks you should have it still to say, if challeng'd, that nothing of this nature has been either requested or done. I say This, with a view intirely to my future hopes of recovering your mamma's favour, which, next to that of my own father and mother, I am most solicitous to recover.
I must add one thing more, notwithstanding my hurry; and that is: Mr. Lovelace offered to attend me to Lord M.'s, or to send for his chaplain, yesterday: He press'd me to consent to this proposal, most earnestly; and even seem'd more desirous to have the ceremony pass here, than at London: For when there, I had told him, it was time enough to consider of so weighty and important a matter. Now, upon the receipt of your kind, your consolatory letter, methinks I could almost wish it had been in my power to comply with his earnest solicitations. But this dreadful letter has unhing'd my whole frame. Then some little punctilio surely is necessary. No preparation made. No articles drawn. No licence ready. Grief so extreme: No pleasure in prospect, nor so much as in wish-O my dear, who could think of entering into so solemn an engagement! Who, so unprepared, could seem to be so ready!
If I could flatter myself, that my indifference to all the joys of this life proceeded from proper motives, and not rather from the disappointments and mortifications my pride has met with, how much rather, I think, should I choose to be wedded to my shroud, than to any man on earth!
Indeed I have at present no pleasure, but in your friendship. Continue That to me, I beseech you. If my heart rises hereafter to more, it must be built on that foundation.
My spirits sink again, on setting out. Excuse this depth of vapourish dejection, which forbids me even hope, the cordial that keeps life from stagnating, and which never was deny'd me, till within these eight-and-forty hours.
But 'tis time to relieve you.
Adieu, my best beloved and kindest friend! Pray for your
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER LVI.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday, April 27.
I am sorry you return'd my Norris. But you must be allow'd to do as you please. So must I, in return. We must neither of us, perhaps, expect absolutely of the other what is the rightest to be done: And yet few folks, so young, better know, what that rightest is. I cannot separate myself from you, my dear; altho' I give a double instance of my vanity in this particular compliment to myself.
I am most heartily rejoiced, that your prospects are so much mended; and that, as I hoped, good has been produced out of evil. What must the man have been, what must have been his views, had he not taken such a turn, upon a letter so vile, and treatment so unnatural, himself principally the occasion of it?
You know best your motives for suspending: But I wish you had taken him at offers so earnest. Why should you not have permitted him to send for Lord M.'s chaplain? If punctilio only was in the way, and want of a licence, and of proper preparations, and such-like, my service to you, my dear: And there is ceremony tantamount to your ceremony.
Don't, don't, my dear friend, again be so very melancholy a decliner, as to prefer a shroud, when the matter you wish for is in your power; and when, as you have said justly heretofore, persons cannot die when they will.
But it is a strange perverseness in human nature, that we covet at a distance, what when near we slight.
You have now but one point to pursue: That is marriage. Let that be compassed. Leave the rest to Providence; and follow as that leads. You'll have a handsome man, a genteel man; he would be a wise man, if he were not vain of his endowments, and wild and intriguing: But while the eyes of many of our sex, taken by so specious a form, and so brilliant a spirit, encourage that vanity, you must be contented to stay till grey hairs and prudence enter upon the stage together. You would not have every thing in the same man.
I believe Mr. Hickman treads no crooked paths; but he hobbles most ungracefully in a strait one. Yet Hickman, tho' he pleases not my eye, nor diverts my ear, will not, as I believe, disgust the one, nor shock the other. Your man, as I have lately said, will always keep up attention; you will always be alive with him, tho' perhaps more from fears than hopes: While Hickman will neither say anything to keep one awake, nor yet, by shocking adventures, make one's slumbers uneasy.
I believe I now know which of the two men so prudent a person as you would, at first, have chosen; nor doubt I, that you can guess which I would have made choice of, if I might. But proud as we are, the proudest of us all can only refuse, and many of us accept the but half-worthy, for fear a still worse should offer.
If the men had chosen for spirits like their own, altho' Mr. Lovelace, at the long run, might have been too many for me, I don't doubt but I should have given heart-ake for heart-ake, for one half-year at least; while you, with my dull-swift, would have glided on as serenely, as calmly, as accountably, as the succeeding seasons; and varying no otherwise than as they, to bring on new beauties and conveniencies to all about you.
I was going on in this stile-But my mamma broke in upon me, with a prohibitory aspect. "She gave me leave but for one letter only." -She has seen your odious uncle; and they have been in close conference again.
She has vexed me; I must lay this by till I hear from you again; not knowing where to send it.
Direct me to a Third place, as I desired in my former.
I told my mother (on her challenging me), that I was writing indeed, and to you: But it was only to amuse myself; for I protested, that I knew not where to send to you.
I hope that your next may inform me of your nuptials, altho' the next to that were to acquaint me, that he was the ungratefullest monster on earth; as he must be, if not the kindest husband in it.
My mamma has vexed me. But so, on revising, I wrote before. -But she has unhing'd me, as you call it-Pretended to catechise Hickman, I assure you, for contributing to our supposed correspondence. Catechise him severely too, upon my word! -I believe I have a sneaking kindness for the sneaking fellow; for I can't endure that any-body should treat him like a fool but myself.
I believe, between you and me, the good Lady forgot herself. I heard her loud. -She possibly imagin'd, that my papa was come to life again! -Yet the man's meekness might have sooner convinced her, I should have thought; for my papa, it seems, would talk as loud as she: -I suppose, tho' within a few yards of each other, as if both were out of their way, and were hollowing at half a mile's distance, to get in again.
I know you'll blame me for this sauciness. -But I told you I was vexed: And if I had not a spirit, my parentage on both sides might be doubted.
You must not chide me too severely, however, because I have learn'd of you not to defend myself in an error: -And I own I am wrong: -And that's enough. You won't be so generous in this case, as you are in every other, if you don't think it is.
Adieu, my dear! -I must, I will love you; and love you for ever! So subscribes your
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER LVII.

From the same. Inclosed in the above.
Thursday, April 27.
I have been making inquiry, as I told you I would, whether your relations had really (before you left them) resolved upon that change of measures which your aunt mentions in her letter: -And by laying together several pieces of intelligence, some drawn from my mamma, by your uncle Antony's communications; some from Miss Lloyd, by your sister's; and some by a third way, that I shall not tell you of; I have reason to think the following a true state of the case.
That there was no intention of a change of measures, till within two or three days of your going away. On the contrary, your brother and sister, tho' they had no hope of prevailing with you in Solmes's favour, were resolved never to give over their persecutions, till they had push'd you upon taking some step, which, by help of their good offices, should be deemed inexcusable by the half-witted souls they had to play upon.
But that at last your mamma (tired with and perhaps ashamed of the passive part she had acted) thought fit to declare to Miss Bell, that she was determined to try to put an end to the family-feuds; and to get your uncle Harlowe to second her endeavours.
This alarmed your brother and sister; and then a change of measures was resolved upon. Solmes's offers were however too advantageous to be given up; and your father's condescension was now to be their sole dependence, and (as they give out) your last trial.
And, indeed, my dear, this must have succeeded, I verily think, with such a daughter as they had to deal with, could that father, who never, I dare say, kneeled in his life, but to God, have so far condescended, as your aunt writes he would.
But then, my dear, what would this have done? - Perhaps you would have given Lovelace the meeting, in hopes to pacify him, and prevent mischief; supposing that they had given you time, and not hurried you directly into the state. But if you had not met him, you see, that he was resolved to visit them, and well attended too: And what must have been the consequence?
So that, upon the whole, we know not but matters may be best as they are, however undesirable that best is.
I hope your considerate and thoughtful mind will make a good use of this hint. Who would not with patience sustain even a great evil, if she could persuade herself, that it was kindly dispensed, in order to prevent a still greater? -Especially, if she could sit down, as you can, and acquit her own heart?
Permit me one further observation-Do we not see, from the above state of the matter, what might have been done before, by the worthy person of your family, had she exerted the mother, in behalf of a child so meritorious, yet so much oppressed?
Adieu, my dear. I will be ever yours.
Anna Howe.
Miss Harlowe, in her answer 'to the first of the two last letters, chides her friend for giving so little weight to her advice, in relation to her behaviour to her mother: -It may be proper to insert here the following extracts from that answer; tho' a little before their time.
'I will not repeat, says she, what I have before written in Mr. Hickman's behalf. I will only remind you of an observation I have made to you more than once, that you have outlived your first passion; and had the second man been an angel, he would not have been more than indifferent to you.
'My motives for suspending, proceeds she, were not merely ceremonious ones. I was really very ill. I could not hold up my head. The contents of my sister's letters had pierced my heart. And was I, my dear, to be as ready to accept his offer, as if I were afraid, he never would repeat it?'
To the second letter, among other things, she says:
'So, my dear, you seem to think, that there was a fate in my error. The cordial, the considering friend, is seen in the observation you make on this occasion. Yet since things have happen'd as they have, would to heaven I could hear, that all the world acquitted my father, or, at least, my mother; for her character, before these family-feuds broke out, was every-one's admiration. Don't let any-body say from you, so that it may come to her ear, that she might, by a timely exertion of her fine talents, have saved her unhappy child. You'll observe, my dear, that in her own good time, when she saw that there was not likely to be an end to my brother's persecutions, she was resolved to exert herself. But the pragmatical daughter, by the fatal meeting, precipitated all, and frustrated her indulgent designs. O my dear, I am now convinced, by dear experience, that while children are so happy as to have parents or guardians, whom they may consult, they should not presume (no, not with the best and purest intentions) to follow their own conceits, in material cases.
'A ray of hope of future reconciliation, adds she, darts in upon my mind, from the intention you tell me my mother had to exert herself in my favour, had I not gone away. And my hope is the stronger, as this communication points out to me, that my uncle Harlowe's interest is likely, in my mother's opinion, to be of weight, if it could be engaged. It will behove me, perhaps, to apply to that dear uncle, if a proper occasion offer.'

### v3 LETTER LVIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Monday, April 24.
Fate is weaving a whimsical web for thy friend; and I see not but I shall be inevitably manacled.
Here have I been at work, dig, dig, dig, like a cunning miner, at one time, and spreading my snares, like an artful fowler, at another, and exulting in my contrivances to get this inimitable creature absolutely into my power; -Every thing made for me.
-Her brother and uncle were but my pioneers: Her father storm'd as I directed him to storm. Mrs. Howe was acted by the springs I set at work: Her daughter was moving for me, and yet imagin'd herself plumb against me: And the dear creature herself had already run her stubborn neck into my gin, and knew not that she was caught; for I had not drawn my sprindges close about her. -And just as all this was completed, wouldst thou believe, that I should be my own enemy, and her friend? -That I should be so totally diverted from all my favourite purposes, as to propose to marry her before I went to town, in order to put it out of my own power to resume them?
When thou knowest This, wilt thou not think that my black angel plays me booty, and has taken it into his head, to urge me on to the indissoluble tie, that he might be more sure of me (from the complex transgressions to which he will certainly stimulate me, when wedded) than perhaps he thought he could be from the simple sins, in which I have so long allowed myself, that they seem to have the plea of habit?
Thou wilt be still the more surprized, when I tell thee, that there seems to be a coalition going forward between the black angels and the white ones; for here has hers induced her in one hour, and by one retrograde accident, to acknowlege, what the charming creature never before acknowleged, a preferable favour for me. She even owns an intention to be mine: -Mine, without reformation-conditions: -She permits me to talk of love to her: Of the irrevocable ceremony: Yet, another extraordinary! postpones that ceremony; chooses to set out for London; and even to go to the widow's in town.
Well, but how comes all this about, methinks thou askest? -Thou, Lovelace, dealest in wonders, yet aimest not at the Marvellous. -How did all this come about?
I'll tell thee-I was in danger of losing my charmer for ever. -She was soaring upward to her native skies. She was got above earth, by means, too, of the Earth-born: And something extraordinary was to be done to keep her with us Sublunaries. And what so effectually as the soothing voice of Love, and the attracting offer of Matrimony from a man not hated, can fix the attention of the maiden heart aking with uncertainty; and before impatient of the questionable question?
This, in short, was the case. -While she was refusing all manner of obligation to me, keeping me at haughty distance; in hopes that her cousin Morden's arrival would soon fix her in a full and absolute independence of me: Disgusted likewise at her adorer, for holding himself the reins of his own passions, instead of giving them up to her controul: -She writes a letter, urging an answer to a letter before written, for her apparel, her jewels, and some gold, which she had left behind her; all which was to save her pride from obligation, and to promote the independence her heart was set upon. -And what follow'd but a shocking answer, made still more shocking by the communication of a paternal curse upon a daughter, deserving only blessings? -A curse upon the curser's heart, and a double one upon the transmitter's, the spiteful, the envious Arabella!
Absent when it came; on my return, I found her, recovering from fits, again to fall into stronger fits; and no-body expecting her life; half a dozen messengers dispatch'd to find me out. -Nor wonder at her being so affected; she, whose filial piety gave her dreadful faith in a father's curses; and the curse of this gloomy tyrant extending, to use her own words, when she could speak, to both worlds. -O that it had turn'd, in the moment of its utterance, to a mortal quinsey, and sticking in his gullet, had choak'd the old execrator, as a warning to all such unnatural fathers.
What a miscreant had I been, not to have endeavoured to bring her back, by all the endearments, by all the vows, by all the offers that I could make her?
I did bring her back. More than a father to her; for I have given her a life her unnatural father had well-nigh taken away; shall I not cherish the fruits of my own benefaction? -I have been in earnest in my vows to marry, and my ardour to urge the present time was a real ardour. But extreme dejection, with a mingled delicacy, that in her dying moments I doubt not she will preserve, have caused her to refuse me the time, tho' not the solemnity; for she has told me, that now she must be wholly in my protection, being destitute of every other! -More indebted still, thou seest, to her cruel friends, than to herself, for her favour!
She has written to Miss Howe an account of their barbarity; but has not acquainted her, how very ill she was.
Low, very low, she remains; yet, dreading her stupid brother's enterprize, she wants to be in London: Where, but for this accident, and (wouldst thou have believed it?) my persuasions, seeing her so very ill, she would have been this night; and we shall actually set out on Wednesday morning, if she be not worse.
And now for a few words with thee, on thy heavy preachment of Saturday last.
Thou art apprehensive, that the Lady is now in danger indeed; and it is a miracle thou tellest me, if she stand such an attempter: 'Knowing what we know of the sex, thou sayest, thou shouldst dread, wert thou me, to make farther trial, lest thou shouldst succeed.' And, in another place, tellest me, 'That thou pleadest not for the state, for any favour thou hast for it.'
What an advocate art thou for matrimony! -Thou wert ever an unhappy fellow at argument. Does the trite stuff with which the rest of thy letter abounds, in favour of wedlock, strike with the force that this does against it?
Thou takest great pains to convince me, and that from the distresses the Lady is reduced to [chiefly by her friends persecutions and implacableness, I hope thou wilt own, and not from me as yet], that the proposed trial will not be a fair trial. But let me ask thee, Is not calamity the test of virtue? And wouldst thou not have me value this charming creature upon proof of her merits? -Do I not intend to reward her by marriage, if she stand that proof?
But why repeat I, what I have said before? -Turn back, thou egregious arguer, turn back to my long letter of the 13th; and thou wilt there find every syllable of what thou hast written, either answer'd or invalidated.
But I am not angry with thee, Jack. I love opposition. As gold is try'd by fire, and virtue by temptation; so is sterling wit by opposition. Have I not, before thou settedst out as an advocate for my fair one, often brought thee in, as making objections to my proceedings, for no other reason than to exalt myself by proving thee a man of straw? As Homer raises up many of his champions, and gives them terrible names, only to have them knock'd on the head by his heroes.
However, take to thee this one piece of advice- Evermore be sure of being in the right, when thou presumest to sit down to correct thy master.
Well, but to return to my principal subject; let me observe, that be my future resolutions what they will, as to this lady, the contents of the violent letter she has received, have set me at least a month forward with her. I can now, as I hinted, talk of Love and Marriage, without controul or restriction; her injunctions no more my terror.
In this sweetly familiar way shall we set out together for London. Mrs. Sorlings's eldest daughter, at my motion, is to attend her in the chaise; while I ride by way of escorte: For she is extremely apprehensive of the Singleton plot; and has engag'd me to be all patience, if any thing should happen on the road. But nothing I am sure will happen: For, by a letter received just now from Joseph, I understand, that James Harlowe has already laid aside his stupid project: And This by the earnest desire of all his friends to whom he had communicated it; who were afraid of the consequences that might attend it. But it is not over with me, however; altho' I am not determin'd at present, as to the uses I may make of it.
My beloved tells me, she shall have her cloaths sent her: She hopes also her jewels, and some gold, which she left behind her. But Joseph says, cloaths only will be sent. I will not, however, tell her that: On the contrary, I say, there is no doubt, but they will send all she wrote for, of personals. The greater her disappointment from them, the greater must be her dependence on me.
But, after all, I hope I shall be enabled to be honest to a merit so transcendent. The devil take thee tho', for thy opinion given so mal-a-propo', that she may be overcome.
If thou designest to be honest, methinks thou say'st, why should not Singleton's plot be over with thee, as it is with her brother?
Because, if I must answer thee, where people are to modesty doubtful of what they are able to do, it is good to leave a loop-hole. And let me add, that when a man's heart is set upon a point, and any thing occurs to beat him off, he will find it is very difficult, when the suspending reason ceases, to forbear resuming it.

### v3 LETTER LIX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Tuesday, April 25.
All hands at work in preparation for London. What makes my heart beat so strong? Why rises it to my throat, in such half-choaking flutters, when I think of what this removal may do for me? -I am hitherto resolv'd to be honest: And that increases my wonder at these involuntary commotions. 'Tis a plotting villain of a heart: It ever was; and ever will be, I doubt. Such a joy when any roguery is going forward! -I so little its master! -A head likewise so well turn'd to answer the triangular varlet's impulses. No matter. I will have one struggle with thee, old friend; and if I cannot overcome thee now, I never will again attempt to conquer thee.
The dear creature continues extremely low and dejected. Tender blossom! How unfit to contend with the rude and ruffling winds of passion, and haughty and insolent controul! -Never till now from under the wing (it is not enough to say of indulging, but) of admiring parents; the mother's bosom only fit to receive this charming flower!
This was the reflection, that, with mingled compassion, and augmented love, arose to my mind, when I beheld the charmer reposing her lovely face upon the bosom of the widow Sorlings, from a recover'd fit, as I enter'd, soon after she had received her execrable sister's letter. How lovely in her tears! - And as I enter'd, her lifted-up face, significantly bespeaking my protection, as I thought. And can I be a villain to such an angel! -I hope not. -But why, once more, thou varlet, puttest thou me in mind, that she may be overcome? And why is her own reliance on my honour so late, and so reluctantly shewn?
But, after all, so low, so dejected, continues she to be, that I am terribly afraid I shall have a vapourish wife, if I do marry. I should then be doubly undone. Not that I shall be much at home with her, perhaps, after the first fortnight, or so. But when a man has been ranging, like the painful bee, from flower to flower, perhaps for a month together, and the thoughts of Home and a Wife begin to have their charms with him, to be received by a Niobe, who, like a wounded vine, weeps its vitals away, while it but involuntarily curls about you; how shall I be able to bear That?
May heaven restore my charmer to health and spirits, I hourly pray, that a man may see whether she can love any body but her father and mother! In their power, I am confident, it will be at any time, to make her husband joyless; and that, as I hate them so heartily, is a shocking thing to reflect upon: Something more than woman, an angel, in some things, but a baby in others: So father-sick! so family-fond! what a poor chance stands a husband with such a wife, unless, forsooth, they vouchsafe to be reconciled to her, and continue reconciled?
It is infinitely better for her and for me, that we should not marry! -What a delightful manner of life (O that I could persuade her to it!) would that be with such a lady! The fears, the inquietudes, the uneasy days, the restless nights; all arising from doubts of having disobliged me! Every absence dreaded to be an absence for ever! And then, how amply rewarded, and rewarding, by the rapture-causing return! Such a passion as this, keeps Love in a continual fervour; makes it all alive. The happy pair, instead of sitting, dozing, and nodding at each other in two opposite chimney-corners, in a winter-evening, and over a wintry love, always new to each other, and having always something to say.
Thou knowest, in my verses to my Stella, my mind on this occasion. I will lay those verses in her way, as if undesignedly, when we are together at the widow's; that is to say, if we do not soon go to church by consent: She will thence see what my notions are of wedlock: If she receives them with any sort of temper, that will be a foundation; and let me alone to build upon it.
Many a girl has been carried, who never would have been attempted, had she shewed a proper resentment, when her ears or her eyes were first invaded. I have try'd a young creature by a bad book, a light quotation, or an indecent picture; and if she has borne that, or only blush'd, and not been angry, and more-especially if she has leer'd and smil'd, that girl have I, and old Mulciber, put down for our own. O how I could warn these little rogues if I would! Perhaps envy, more than virtue, will put me upon setting up beacons for them, when I grow old and joyless.
Tuesday Afternoon.
If you are in London when I get thither, you will see me soon. -My charmer is a little better than she was. Her eyes shew it, and her harmonious voice, hardly audible last time I saw her, now begins to chear my heart once more. But yet she has no love, no sensibility! -There is no addressing her with those meaning, yet innocent freedoms [innocent, at first setting out, they may be called] which soften others of her sex. The more strange this, as she now acknowleges preferable favour for me; and is highly susceptible of grief. Grief mollifies and enervates. The grieved mind looks round it, silently implores consolation, and loves the soother. Grief is ever an inmate with Joy. Tho' they won't shew themselves at the same window at one time; yet have they the whole house in common between them.

### v3 LETTER LX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Wedn. Apr. 26.
At last, my lucky star has directed us into the desired port, and we are safely landed. Well says Rowe:
The wise and active conquer difficulties
By daring to attempt them. Sloth and folly
Shiver and shrink at sight of toil and hazard,
And make th' impossibility they fear.
But in the midst of my exultation, something, I know not what to call it, checks my joys, and glooms over my brighter prospects. If it be not conscience, it is wondrously like what I thought so, many, many years ago.
Surely, Lovelace, methinks thou sayst, thy good motions are not gone off already! Surely thou wilt not now at last be a villain to this lady.
I can't tell what to say to it. -Why would not the dear creature accept of me, when I so sincerely offer'd myself to her acceptance? Things already appear with a very different face now I have got her here. Already have our mother and her daughters been about me. 'Charming Lady!' What a complexion! 'What eyes! What majesty in her person! -O Mr. Lovelace, you are a happy man! -You owe us such a Lady!' -Then they remind me of my revenge, and of my hatred to her whole family. Sally was so struck with her, at first sight, that she broke out to me in those lines of Dryden:
-Fairer to be seen
Than the fair lily on the flow'ry green!
More fresh than May herself in blossoms new!-
I sent to thy lodgings within half an hour after our arrival, to receive thy congratulations upon it: But thou wert at Edgware, it seems.
My beloved, who is charmingly amended, is retired to her constant employment, writing. I must content myself with the same amusement, till she shall be pleased to admit me to her presence: Having already given to every one her cue.
But here comes the widow, with Dorcas Wykes in her hand. -Dorcas Wykes, Jack, is to be the maid-servant to my fair-one; and I am to introduce them both to her. In so many ways will it be in my power to have the dear creature now, that I shall not know which of them to choose!-
So! The honest girl is accepted! -Of good parentage: But, thro' a neglected education, plaguy illiterate: -She can neither write, nor read writing. A kinswoman of Mrs. Sinclair's: So could not well be refused, the widow in person recommending her; and the wench only taken till her Hannah can come. What an advantage has an imposing or forward nature over a courteous one! -So here may something arise to lead into correspondencies, and so forth! -To be sure, a person need not be so wary, so cautious of what she writes, or what she leaves upon her table or toilet, when her attendant cannot read.
Dorcas is a neat girl both in person and dress; a countenance not vulgar. And I am in hopes that she accept of her for her bedfellow, in astrange house, for a week or so. But I saw she had a dislike to her at her very first appearance: -Yet I thought the girl behaved very modestly-Over-did it a little perhaps! -She shrunk back, and looked shy upon her. The doctrine of sympathies and antipathies is a surprising doctrine. -But Dorcas will be excessively obliging, and win her Lady's favour soon, I doubt not. -I am secure in her incorruptibility. A great point that! -For a Lady and her Maid of one party will be too hard for half a score devils.
The dear creature was no less shy when the widow first accosted her, at her alighting. Yet, I thought, that honest Doleman's letter had prepared her for her masculine appearance.
And now I mention that letter, why dost thou not wish me joy, Jack?
Joy of what?
Why, joy of my nuptials. -Know then, that said, is done with me, when I have a mind to have it so; and that we are actually man and wife. Only that consummation has not passed: Bound down to the contrary of that, by a solemn vow, till a reconciliation with her family take place. The women here are told so. They know it, before my beloved knows it; and that's odd, thou'lt say.
But how shall I do to make my fair-one temperate on the intimation? Why is she not here? -At Mrs. Sinclair's? -But if she will hear reason, I doubt not to convince her, that she ought to acquisce.
She will insist, I suppose, upon my leaving her, and that I shall not take up my lodgings under the same roof. But circumstances are changed since I first made her that promise. I have taken all the vacant apartments; and must carry this point also.
I hope in a while to get her with me to the public entertainments. She knows nothing of the town, and has seen less of its diversions than ever woman of her taste, her fortune, her endowments, did see. She has indeed a natural politeness, which transcends all acquirement. The most capable of any one I ever knew, of judging what an hundred things are, by seeing one of a like nature. Indeed she took so much pleasure in her own chosen amusements till persecuted out of them, that she had neither leisure nor inclination for the town diversions.
These diversions will amuse. And the duce is in it, if a little susceptibility will not put forth, now she receives my address, and if I can manage it so, as to be allowed to live under one roof with her. What tho' the appearance be at first no more than that of an early spring-flower in frosty weather, that seems afraid of being nipp'd by an easterly blast; that will be enough for me.
I hinted to thee in a former, that I had provided for the lady's in-door amusement. Sally and Polly are readers. My beloved's light closet was their library. And several pieces of devotion have been put in, bought on purpose, at second-hand.
I was always for forming a judgment of the reading part of the sex by their books. The observations I have made on this occasion have been of great use to me, as well in England as out of it. This sagacious lady may possibly be as curious in this point, as her Lovelace.
So much for the present. Thou seest, that I have a great deal of business before me. Yet I will write again soon.
Mr. Lovelace sends another letter with this; in which he takes notice of young Mrs. Sorlings's setting out with them, and leaving them at Barnet: But as its contents are nearly the same with those in the lady's next, it is omitted.

### v3 LETTER LXI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wedn. P. M. Apr. 26.
At length, my dearest Miss Howe, I am in London, and in my new lodgings. They are neatly furnish'd, and the situation, for the town, is pleasant. But, I think, you must not ask me, how I like the old gentlewoman. Yet she seems courteous and obliging. Her kinswomen just appear to welcome me at my alighting. They seem to be genteel young women. But more of their aunt and of them, as I shall see more.
Miss Sorlings has an uncle at Barnet, whom she found so very ill, that her uneasiness to stay to attend him (having large expectations from him) made me comply with her desire. Yet I wish'd; as her uncle did not expect her, that she would first see me settled in London; and Mr. Lovelace was still more earnest that she would, offering to send her back again in a day or two, and urging, that her uncle's malady intimated not a sudden change. But leaving the matter to her choice, after she knew what would have been mine, she made me not the expected compliment upon it. Mr. Lovelace, however, made her a handsome present at parting.
His genteel spirit on all occasions makes me often wish him more consistent.
As soon as I arrived, I took possession of my apartment. Shall make good use of the light closet in it, if I stay here any time.
One of his attendants returns in the morning to the Lawn; and I made writing to you by him, an excuse for my retiring.
And now give me leave to chide you, my dearest friend, for your rash, and I hope revocable resolution, not to make Mr. Hickman the happiest man in the world, while my happiness is in suspense. Suppose I were to be unhappy, what, my dear, would your resolution avail me? Marriage is the highest state of friendship: If happy, it lessens our cares, by dividing them, at the same time that it doubles our pleasures by a mutual participation. Why, my dear, if you love me, will you not rather give another friend to one who has not two that she is sure of? - Had you marry'd on your mother's last birth-day, as she would have had you, I should not, I dare say, have wanted a refuge, that would have saved me so many mortifications, and so much disgrace.
Here I was broken in upon by Mr. Lovelace; introducing the widow leading in a kinswoman of hers to attend me, if I approved of her, till my Hannah should come, or till I had provided myself with some other servant. The widow gave her many good qualities; but said, that she had one great defect; which was, that she could not write, nor read writing; that part of her education having been neglected when she was young: But for discretion, fidelity, obligingness, she was not to be outdone by any-body. She commended her likewise for her skill in the needle.
As for her defect, I can easily forgive that. She is very likely and genteel; too genteel indeed, I think, for a servant. But what I like least of all in her, she has a strange sly eye. I never saw such an eye: - Half-confident, I think. But indeed Mrs. Sinclair herself (for that is the widow's name) has an odd winking eye; and her respectfulness seems too much studied, methinks, for the London ease and freedom. But people can't help their looks, you know; and after all, she is extremely civil and obliging: And as for the young woman (Dorcas her name), she will not be long with me.
I accepted her: How could I do otherwise (if I had a mind to make objections, which in my present situation I had not), her aunt present, and the young woman also present; and Mr. Lovelace officious in his introducing of them for my sake? -But upon their leaving me, I told him, who seem'd inclinable to begin a conversation with me, that I desired that this apartment might be consider'd as my retirement: That when I saw him, it might be in the dining-room; and that I might be as little broke in upon as possible, when I am here. He withdrew very respectfully to the door; but there stopt; and asked for my company then in the dining-room. If he was about setting out for other lodgings, I would go with him now, I told him: But if he did not just then go, I would first finish my letter to Miss Howe.
I see he has no mind to leave me, if he can help it. My brother's scheme may give him a pretence to try to engage me to dispense with his promise. But if I now do, I must acquit him of it intirely.
My approbation of his tender behaviour in the midst of my grief, has given him a right, as he seems to think, of addressing me with all the freedom of an approved lover. I see by this man, that when once a woman embarks with this sex, there is no receding. One concession is but the prelude to another with them. He has been ever since Sunday last continually complaining of the distance I keep him at; and thinks himself intitled now, to call in question my value for him; strengthening his doubts by my declared readiness to give him up to a reconciliation with my friends-And yet has himself fallen off from that obsequious tenderness, if I may couple the words, which drew from me the concessions he builds upon.
While we were talking at the door, my new servant came up, with an invitation to us both to tea. I said he might accept of it, if he pleased; but I must pursue my writing; and not choosing either tea or supper, I desired him to make my excuses below, as to both; and inform them of my choice to be retired as much as possible; yet to promise for me my attendance on the widow and her nieces at breakfast in the morning.
He objected particularity in the eye of strangers, as to avoiding supper.
You know, said I, and can tell them, that I seldom eat suppers. My spirits are low! You must never urge me against a declared choice. Pray, Mr. Lovelace, inform them of all my particularities. If they are obliging, they will allow for them. I come not here to make new acquaintance.
I have turned over the books I have sound in my closet; and am not a little pleased with them; and think the better of the people of the house for their sales.
Stanhope's Gospels; Sharp's, Tillotson's, and South's Sermons; Nelson's Feasts and Fasts; a Sacramental piece of the Bishop of Man, and another of Dr. Gauden, Bishop of Exeter; and Inett's Devotions; are among the devout books: And among those of a lighter turn, these not ill-chosen ones; A Telemachus in French, another in English; Steele's, Rowe's, and Shakespeare's Plays; that genteel Comedy of Mr. Cibber, The Careless Husband, and others of the same Author; Dryden's Miscellanies; the Tattlers, Spectators, and Guardians; Pope's, and Swift's, and Addison's Works.
In the blank leaves of the Nelson and Bishop Gauden, is Mrs. Sinclair's name; in those of most of the others, either Sarah Martin, or Mary Horton, the names of the two nieces.
I am exceedingly out of humour with Mr. Lovelace: And have great reason to be so: As you will allow, when you have read the conversation I am going to give you an account of; for he would not let me rest till I gave him my company in the dining-room.
He began with letting me know, that he had been out to inquire after the character of the widow; which was the more necessary, he said, as he supposed that I would expect his frequent absence.
I did, I said; and that he would not think of taking up his lodging in the same house with me. But what was the issue of his inquiry?
Why, indeed, it was, in the main, what he liked well enough. But as it was Miss Howe's opinion, as I had told him, that my brother had not given over his scheme; as the widow lived by letting lodgings; and had others to let in the same part of the house, which might be taken by an enemy; he knew no better way, than for him to take them all, as it could not be for a long time; unless I would think of removing to others.
So far was well enough: But as it was easy for me to see, that he spoke the flighter of the widow, in order to have a pretence to lodge here himself, I asked him his intention in that respect. And he frankly own'd, that if I chose to stay here, he could not, as matters stood, think of leaving me for six hours together; and he had prepared the widow to expect, that we should be here but for a few days;- only till we could fix ourselves in a house suitable to our condition; and this, that I might be under the less embarrass, if I pleased to remove.
Fix our-selves in a house, and we and our, Mr. Lovelace-Pray, in what light-
He interrupted me,-Why, my dearest life, if you will hear me with patience-Yet I am half afraid, that I have been too forward, as I have not consulted you upon it. -But as my friends in town, according to what Mr. Doleman has written, in the letter you have seen, conclude us to be marry'd-
Surely, Sir, you have not presumed-
Hear me out, dearest creature-You have received with favour my addresses-You have made me hope for the honour of your consenting hand: Yet, by declining my most fervent tender of myself to you at Mrs. Sorlings's, have given me apprehensions of delay: I would not for the world be thought so ungenerous a wretch, now you have honoured me with your confidence, as to wish to precipitate you: Yet your brother's schemes are not given up. Singleton, I am afraid, is actually in town; his vessel lies at Rotherhith-Your brother is absent from Harlowe-Place [indeed not with Singleton yet, as I can hear]. If you are known to be mine, or if you are but thought to be so, there will probably be an end of your brother's contrivances. The widow's character may be as worthy as it is said to be. But the worthier she is, the more danger, if your brother's agent should find us out; since she may be persuaded, that she ought in conscience to take a parent's part, against a child who stands in opposition to them. But if she believes us married, her good character will stand us in stead, and she will be of our party. -Then I have taken care to give her a reason why two apartments are requisite for us, at the hour of retirement.
I perfectly raved at him. I would have flung from him in resentment; but he would not let me: And what could I do? Whither go, the evening advanced?
I am astonish'd at you! said I: -If you are a man of honour, what need of all this strange obliquity? You delight in crooked ways. -Let me know, since I must stay in your company (for he held my hand), let me know all you have said. -Indeed, indeed, Mr. Lovelace, you are a very unaccountable man.
My dearest creature, need I to have mentioned any thing of this; and could I not have taken up my lodgings in this house, unknown to you, if I had not intended to make you the judge of all my proceedings? -But this is what I have told the widow before her kinswomen, and before your new servant,-That indeed we were privately married at Hertford; but that you had preliminarily bound me under a solemn vow, which I am most religiously resolved to keep, to be contented with separate apartments, and even not to lodge under the same roof, till a certain reconciliation shall take place, which is of high consequence to both. And further, that I might convince you of the purity of my intentions, and that my whole view in this was to prevent mischief, I have acquainted them, that I have solemnly promised to behave to you before every body, as if we were only betrothed, and not married; not even offering to take any of those innocent freedoms which are not refused in the most punctilious loves.
And then he solemnly vowed to me the strictest observance of the same respectful behaviour to me.
I told him, that I was not by any means satisfied with the tale he had told, nor with the necessity he wanted to lay me under, of appearing what I was not: That every step he took was a wry one, a needless wry one: And since he thought it necessary to tell the people below any thing about me, I insisted, that he should unsay all he had said, and tell them the truth.
What he had told them, he said, was with so many circumstances, that he could sooner die than contradict it. And still he insisted upon the propriety of appearing to be married, for the reasons he had given before. -And, dearest creature, said he, why this high displeasure with me upon so well-intended an expedient? You know, that I cannot wish to shun you brother, or his Singleton, but upon your account. The first step I would take, if left to myself, would be to find them out. I have always acted in this manner, when any-body has presumed to give out threatnings against me.
'Tis true, I should have consulted you first, and had your leave. But since you dislike what I have said, let me implore you, dearest Madam, to give the only proper function to it, by naming an early day. Would to heaven that were to be to-morrow! -For God's sake, let it be to-morrow! But if not [Was it his business, my dear, before I spoke (yet he seemed to be afraid of me), to say, If not?], let me beseech you, Madam, if my behaviour shall not be to your dislike, that you will not to-morrow at breakfast-time, discredit what I have told them. The moment I give you cause to think, that I take any advantage of your concession, that moment revoke it, and expose me, as I shall deserve. -And once more, let me remind you, that I have no view either to serve or save myself by this expedient. -It is only to prevent a probable mischief, for your own mind's sake; and for the sake of those who deserve not the least consideration from me.
What could I say? What could I do? -I verily think, that had he urged me again, in a proper manner, I should have consented (little satisfy'd as I am with him) to give him a meeting to morrow morning at a more solemn place than in the parlour below.
But this I resolve, that he shall not have my consent to stay a night under this roof. He has now given me a stronger reason for this determination than I had before.
Alas! my dear, how vain a thing to say, what we will or what we will not do, when we have put ourselves into the power of this sex! -He went down to the people below, on my desiring to be left to myself; and staid till their supper was just ready; and then, desiring a moment's audience, as he called it, he besought my leave to stay that one night, promising to set out either for Lord M.'s, or for Edgware, to his friend Belford's, in the morning after breakfast: But if I were against it, he said, he would not stay supper; and would attend me about eight next day. - Yet he added, that my denial would have a very particular appearance to the people below, from what he had told them; and the more, as he had actually agreed for all the vacant apartments (indeed only for a month), for the reason he had before hinted at: But I need not stay here two days, if, upon conversing with the widow and her nieces, in the morning, I should have any dislike to them.
I thought, notwithstanding my resolution above mentioned, that it would seem too punctilious to deny him; under the circumstances he had mentioned: - Having, besides, no reason to think he would obey me; for he looked, as if he were determin'd to debate the matter with me. And, as now, I see no likelihood of a reconciliation with my friends, and had actually received his addresses with less reserve than ever; I thought I would not quarrel with him, if I could help it, especially as he asked to stay but for one night, and could have done so without my knowing it; and you being of opinion, that the proud wretch, distrusting his own merits with me, or at least my regard for him, will probably bring me to some concessions in his favour: For all these reasons, I thought proper to yield this point; yet I was so vexed with him on the other, that it was impossible for me to comply with that grace which a concession should be made with, or not made at all.
This was what I said. -What you will do, you must do, I think. You are very ready to promise; very ready to depart from your promise. You say, however, that you will set out to-morrow for the country. You know how ill I have been. I am not well enough now to debate with you upon your incroaching ways. I am utterly dissatisfied with the tale you have told below. Nor will I promise to appear to the people of the house to-morrow, what I am not.
He withdrew, in the most respectful manner, beseeching me only to favour him with such a meeting in the morning, as might not make the widow and her nieces think he had given me reason to be offended with him.
I retired to my own apartment, and Dorcas came to me soon after to take my commands. I told her, that I required very little attendance, and always dressed and undressed myself.
She seemed concerned, as if she thought I had repulsed her, and said, It should be her whole study to oblige me.
I told her, that I was not difficult to please. And should let her know from time to time what assistances I should expect from her. But for that night I had no occasion for her further attendance.
She is not only genteel, but is well-bred, and well spoken. -She must have had what is generally thought to be the polite part of education: But it is strange, that fathers and mothers should make so light, as they generally do, of that preferable part, in girls, which would improve their minds, and give a grace to all the rest.
As soon as she was gone, I inspected the doors, the windows, the wainscot, the dark closet as well as the light one; and finding very good fastenings to the door, and to all the windows, I again had recourse to my pen.
Mrs. Sinclair is just now gone from me. Dorcas, she told me, had acquainted her, that I had dismissed her for the night. She came to ask me how I liked my apartment, and to wish me good rest. She expressed her concern, that they could not have my company at supper. Mr. Lovelace, she said, had informed them of my love of retirement. She assured me, that I should not be broken in upon. She highly extolled him, and gave me a share in the praise, as to person. But was sorry, she said, that she was likely to lose us so soon as Mr. Lovelace talked of.
I answered her with suitable civility; and she withdrew with great tokens of respect. With greater, I think, than should be from distance of years, as she was the wife of a gentleman; and as the appearance of every thing about her, as well house as dress, carries the marks of such good circumstances, as require not abasement.
If, my dear, you will write against prohibition, be pleased to direct, To Miss Laetitia Beaumont; To be left till called for, at Mr. Wilson's in Pall-Mall.
Mr. Lovelace proposed this direction to me, not knowing of your desire that our letters should pass by a third hand. As his motive for it was, that my brother might not trace out where we are, I am glad, as well from this instance, as from others, that he seems to think he has done mischief enough already.
Do you know how my poor Hannah does?
Mr. Lovelace is so full of his contrivances and expedients, that I think it may not be amiss to desire you to look carefully to the seals of my letters, as I shall to those of yours. If I find him base in this particular, I shall think him capable of any evil; and will fly him as my worst enemy.

### v3 LETTER LXII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
[With her two last Letters, No lvi. lvii. inclosed.]
Thursday Night, April 27.
I have yours, just brought me. Mr. Hickman has help'd me to a lucky expedient, which, with the assistance of the post, will enable me to correspond with you every day. An honest higgler (Simon Collins his name), by whom I shall send this, and the two inclosed (now I have your direction where), goes to town constantly on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and can bring back to me from Wilson's what you shall have caused to be left for me.
I congratulate you on your arrival in town, so much amended in spirits. I must be brief. I hope you'll have no cause to repent returning my Norris. It is forth-coming on demand.
I am sorry your Hannah can't be with you. She is very ill still; but not in danger.
I long for your account of the women you are with. If they are not right people, you'll find them out in one breakfasting.
I know not what to write upon his reporting to them, that you are actually married. His reasons for it are plausible. But he delights in odd expedients and inventions.
Whether you like the people or not, don't, by your noble sincerity and plain-dealing, make yourself enemies. You are in the world now, you know.
I am glad you had thoughts of taking him at his offer, if he had re-urged it. I wonder he did not. But if he don't soon, and in such a way as you can accept of it, don't think of staying with him.
Depend upon it, my dear, he will not leave you, either night or day, if he can help it, now he has got footing.
I should have abhorred him for his report of your marriage, had he not made it with such circumstances, as leave it still in your power to keep him at distance. If once he offer at the least familiarity-But this is needless to say to you. He can have, I think, no other design, but what he professes; because he must needs think, that his report must increase your vigilance.
You may depend upon my looking narrowly into the sealings of your letters. If, as you say, he be base in that point, he will be so in every-thing. But to one of your merit, of your fortune, of your virtue, he cannot be base. The man is no fool. It is his interest, as well with regard to his expectations from his own friends, as from you, to be honest. Would to heaven, however, that you were really married! This is the predominant with of
Your Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER LXIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Morning, Eight o'Clock.
I am more and more displeased with Mr. Lovelace, on reflection, for his boldness in hoping to make me, tho' but passively, as I may say, testify to his great untruth. And I shall like him still less for it, if his view in it does not come out to be the hope of accelerating my resolution in his favour, by the difficulty it will lay me under as to my behaviour to him. He has sent me his compliments by Dorcas, with a request that I will permit him to attend me in the dining-room; perhaps, that he may guess from thence, whether I will meet him in good-humour, or not: But I have answered, that as I shall see him at breakfast-time, I desire to be excused.
Ten o'Clock.
I try'd to adjust my countenance before I went, down, to an easier air than I had a heart, and was received with the highest tokens of respect by the widow, and her two nieces: Agreeable young women enough in their persons; but they seemed to put on an air of reserve; while Mr. Lovelace was easy and free to all, as if he were of long acquaintance with them: gracefully enough, I cannot but say; an advantage which travelled gentlemen have over other people.
The widow, in the conversation we had after breakfast, gave us an account of the military merit of the colonel her husband; and, upon this occasion, put her handkerchief to her eye twice or thrice. I hope, for the sake of her sincerity, she wetted it, because she would be thought to have done so; but I saw not that she did. She wish'd that I might never know the loss of a husband so dear to me, as her dear colonel was to her: And again she put her handkerchief to her eyes.
It must, no doubt, be a most affecting thing to be separated from a good husband, and to be left in difficult circumstances besides, and that not by his fault, and exposed to the insults of the base and ingrateful; as she represented her case to be at his death. This moved me a good deal in her favour.
You know, my dear, that I have an open and free heart, and, naturally, have as open and free a countenance; at least my complimenters have told me so. At once, where I like, I mingle minds without reserve, encouraging reciprocal freedoms, and am forward to dissipate diffidences. But with these two young gentlewomen, I never can be intimate-I don't know why.
Only, that circumstances, and what passed in conversation, encouraged not the notion, or I should have been apt to think, that the young gentlewomen and Mr. Lovelace were of longer acquaintance than yesterday. For he, by stealth, as it were, cast glances sometimes at them, which they returned; and, on my ocular notice, their eyes fell, as I may say, under my eye, as if they could not stand its examination.
The widow directed all her talk to me, as to Mrs. Lovelace; and I, with a very ill grace, bore it. And once she expressed, more forwardly than I thank'd her for, her wonder, that any vow, any consideration, however weighty, could have force enough with so charming a couple, as she called him and me, to make us keep separate beds.
Their eyes, upon this hint, had the advantage of mine. Yet was I not conscious of guilt. How know I then, upon recollection, that my censures upon theirs are not too rash? There are, no doubt, many truly modest persons (putting myself out of the question), who, by blushes at an injurious charge, have been suspected by those who cannot distinguish between the confusion which guilt will be attended with, and the noble consciousness that overspreads the face of a fine spirit, to be thought but capable of an imputed evil.
The great Roman, as we read, who took his surname from one part in three (the fourth not then discovered) of the world he had triumphed over, being charged with a mean crime to his soldiery, chose rather to suffer exile (the punishment due to it, had he been found guilty), than to have it said, that Scipio was questioned in public, on so scandalous a charge. And think you, my dear, that Scipio did not blush with indignation, when the charge was first communicated to him?
Mr. Lovelace, when the widow expressed her forward wonder, looked sly and leering, as if to observe how I took it; and said, they might observe that his regard for my will and pleasure, calling me his dear creature, had greater force upon him, than the oath by which he had bound himself.
Rebuking both him and the widow, I said, It was strange to me to hear an oath or vow so lightly treated, as to have it thought but of second consideration, whatever were the first.
The observation was just, Miss Martin said; for that nothing could excuse the breaking of a solemn vow, be the occasion of making it what it would.
I asked after the nearest church; for I have been too long a stranger to the sacred worship. They named St. James's, St. Anne's, and another in Bloomsbury; and the two nieces said, they oftenest went to St. James's church, because of the good company, as well as for the excellent preaching.
Mr. Lovelace said, the Royal Chapel was the place he oftenest went to, when in town: Poor man! little did I expect to hear he went to any place of devotion. I asked, If the presence of the visible king of, comparatively, but a small territory, did not take off, too generally, the requisite attention to the service of the invisible King and Maker of a thousand worlds?
He believed this might be so with such as came for curiosity, when the Royal Family were present. But, otherwise, he had seen as many contrite faces at the Royal Chapel, as any-where else: And why not? Since the people about Courts have as deep scores to wipe off, as any people whatsoever.
He spoke this with so much levity, that I could not help saying, That nobody questioned but he knew how to choose his company.
Your servant, my dear, bowing, were his words; and turning to them, You will observe, upon numberless occasions, ladies, as we are further acquainted, that my beloved never spares me upon these topics. But I admire her as much in her reproofs, as I am fond of her approbation.
Miss Horton said, There was a time for every-thing. She could not but say, that she thought innocent mirth was mighty becoming in young people.
Very true, joined in Miss Martin. And Shakespeare says well, That youth is the spring of life, The bloom of gawdy years; with a theatrical air she spoke it: And for her part, she could not but admire in my spouse, that charming vivacity which so well suited his time of life.
Mr. Lovelace bowed. The man is fond of praise. More fond of it, I doubt, than of deserving it. Yet this sort of praise he does deserve. He has, you know, an easy free manner, and no bad voice: And this praise so expanded his gay heart, that he sung the following lines, from Congreve, as he told us:
Youth does a thousand pleasures bring,
Which from decrepit age will fly;
Sweets that wanton in the bosom of the spring,
In winter's cold embraces die.
And this for a compliment, as he said, to the two nieces. Nor was it thrown away upon them. They encored it; and his compliance fix'd them in my memory.
We had some talk about meals; and the widow very civilly offer'd to conform to any rules I would set her. I told her, how easily I was pleased, and how much I chose to dine by myself, and that from a plate sent me from any single dish. But I will not trouble you with such particulars.
They thought me very singular; and with reason: But as I liked them not so very well as to forego my own choice in compliment to them, I was the less concerned for what they thought. And still the less, as Mr. Lovelace had put me very much out of humour with him.
They, however, caution'd me against melancholy. I said, I should be a very unhappy creature, if I could not bear my own company.
Mr. Lovelace said, That he must let the ladies into my story; and then they would know how to allow for my ways. But, my dear, as you love me, said the confident wretch, give as little way to melancholy as possible. Nothing but the sweetness of your temper, and your high notions of a duty that can never be deserved where you place it, can make you so uneasy as you are. -Be not angry, my dear love, for saying so (seeing me frown, I suppose): And snatched my hand, and kissed it.
I left him with them; and retired to my closet and my pen.
Just as I have wrote thus far, I am interrupted by a message from him, that he is setting out on a journey, and desires to take my commands. -So here I will leave off, to give him a meeting in the dining room.
I was not displeased to see him in his riding dress.
He seemed desirous to know how I liked the gentlewomen below. I told him, that altho' I did not think them very exceptionable, yet as I wanted not, in my present situation, new acquaintance, I should not be fond of cultivating thirst; and he must second me, particularly in my desire of breakfasting and supping (when I did sup) by myself.
If I would have it so, to be sure it should be so. The people of the house were not of consequence enough to be apologiz'd to, in any point where my pleasure was concerned. And if I should dislike them still more on further knowlege of them, he hoped I would think of some other lodgings.
He expressed a good deal of regret at leaving me, declaring, that it was absolutely in obedience to my commands: But that he could not have consented to go, while my brother's schemes were on foot, if I had not done him the credit of my countenance in the report he had made that we were marry'd; which, he said, had bound all the family to his interest, so that he could leave me with the greater security and satisfaction.
He hoped, he said, that on his return, I would name his happy day; and the rather as I might be convinced, by my brother's projects, that no reconciliation was to be expected.
I told him, that perhaps I might write one letter to my uncle Harlowe. He once loved me. I should be easier when I had made one direct application. I might possibly propose such terms, in relation to my grandfather's estate, as might procure me their attention; and I hoped he would be long enough absent to give me time to write to him, and receive an answer from him.
That, he must beg my pardon, he could not promise. He would inform himself of Singleton's and my brother's motions; and if on his return, he found no reason for apprehensions, he would go directly to Berks, and endeavour to bring up with him his cousin Charlotte, who, he hoped, would induce me to give him an earlier day, than at present I seemed to think of.
I told him, that I would take that young lady's company for a great favour.
I was the more pleased with this motion, as it came from himself.
He earnestly pressed me to accept of a bank note: But I declined it. And then he offer'd me his servant William for my attendant in his absence; who, he said, might be dispatched to him, if any thing extra-ordinary fell out. I consented to that.
He took his leave of me, in the most respectful manner, only kissing my hand. He left the note unobserv'd by me upon the table. You may be sure I shall give it him back at his return.
I am now in a much better humour with him than I was. Where doubts of any person are removed, a mind, not ungenerous, is willing, by way of amends for having conceived those doubts, to construe everything that happens capable of a good construction, in that person's favour. Particularly, I cannot but be pleased to observe, that altho' he speaks of the ladies of his family with the freedom of relationship, yet it is always with tenderness. And from a man's kindness to his relations of the sex, a woman has some reasons to expect his good behaviour to herself, when married, if she be willing to deserve it from him. And thus, my dear, am I brought to such a pass, as to fit myself down satisfy'd with this man, where I find room to infer, that he is not naturally a savage.
May you, my dear friend, be always happy in your reflections, prays
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.
Mr. Lovelace in his next letter triumphs on his having carried his two great points of making the lady yield to pass for his wife to the people of the house, and to his taking up his lodging in it, tho' but for one night. He is now sure, he says, that he shall soon prevail, if not by persuasion, by surprize. Yet he pretends to have some little remorse, and censures himself as acting the part of the grand tempter. But having succeeded thus far, he cannot, he says, forbear trying, according to the resolution he had before made, whether he cannot go farther.
He gives the particulars of their debates on the above-mentioned subjects, to the same effect as in the lady's last letters.
It will by this time be seen, that his whole merit with regard to this lady, lies in doing justice to her excellencies both of mind and person, by acknowlegement, tho' to his own condemnation. Thus he begins his succeeding letter.
'And now, Belford, will I give thee an account of our first breakfast conversation.'
'All sweetly serene and easy was the lovely brow and charming aspect of my goddess, on her descending to us; commanding reverence from every eye; a courtesy from every knee; and silence, awful silence, from every quivering lip. While she, arm'd with conscious worthiness and superiority, looked and behaved, as an empress would among her vassals; yet with a freedom from pride and haughtiness, as if born to dignity, and to a behaviour habitually gracious.'
He takes notice of the jealousy, pride and vanity of Sally Martin and Polly Horton, on his respectful behaviour to her. Creatures who, brought up to high for their fortunes, and to a taste of pleasure, and the public diversions, had fallen an easy prey to his seducing arts; and for some time past, been associate with Mrs. Sinclair: And who, as he observes, had not yet got over that distinction in their love, which make a woman prefer one man to another.
'How difficult is it, says he, to make a woman subscribe to a preference against herself, tho' even so visible; especially where love is concerned This violent, this partial little devil, Sally, has the insolence to compare herself with an angel-yet owns her to be an angel. I charge you, Mr. Lovelace, said she, shew none of your extravagant acts of kindness before me, to this sullen, this gloomy beauty! -I cannot bear it. -Then her first sacrifices were remember'd-What a rout do these women make about nothing at all! Were it not for what the learned bishop, in his letter from Italy, calls the delicacy of intrigue, what is there, Belford, in all they can do for us?-'
'How do these creatures endeavour to stimulate me! A fallen woman, Jack, is a worse devil than even a profligate man. The former is above all remorse: That am not I-Nor ever shall they prevail upon me, tho' aided by all the powers of darkness, to treat this admirable creature with indignity -So far, I mean, as indignity can be separated from the trials, which will prove her to be either woman or angel.'
'Yet with them, I am a craven: I might have had her before now, if I would: If I would treat her as flesh and blood, I should find her such: They thought that I knew, if any man living did, that to make a goddess of a woman, she would assume the goddess; to give her power, she would act up to it to the giver, if to nobody else-And D-r's wife is thrown into my dish, who, thou knowest, kept her over-ceremonious husband at haughty distance, and whined in private to her insulting footman. -O how I cursed the blaspheming wretches! -They will make me, as I tell them, hate their house; and never rest, till I remove her. -And by my soul, Jack, I begin to repent already, that I have brought her hither-And yet, without knowing their hearts, she resolves against having any more conversation with them then she can avoid. This I am not sorry for; since jealousy in woman is not to be concealed from woman. And Sally has no command of herself.'

### v3 LETTER LXIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, April 28.
Mr. Lovelace is returned already. My brother's projects were his pretence. I could not but look upon this short absence as an evasion of his promise; especially as he had taken such precautions with the people below; and as he knew that I proposed to keep close within doors. I cannot bear to be dealt meanly with, and angrily insisted, that he should directly set out for Berkshire, in order to engage his cousin, as he had promised.
O my dearest life, said he, why will you banish me from your presence? -I cannot leave you for so long a time, as you seem to expect I should. I have been hovering about town, ever since I left you. Edgware was the furthest place I went to; and there I was not able to stay two hours, for fear, at this crisis any thing should happen. Who can account for the workings of an apprehensive mind, when all that is dear and valuable to it is at stake? -You may spare yourself the trouble of writing to any of your friends till the happy ceremony has passed, that shall intitle me to give weight to your application. When they know we are marry'd, your brother's plots will be at an end; and your father and mother, and uncles, must be reconciled to you. -Why then should you hesitate a moment to confirm my happiness? -Why, once more, would you banish me from you? Why will you not give the man, who has brought you into difficulties, and who so honourably wishes to extricate you from them, the happiness of doing so?
He was silent. My voice failed to second the inclination I had to say something not wholly discouraging to a point so ardently pressed.
I'll tell you, my angel, resumed he, what I propose to do, if you approve of it. I will instantly go out to view some of the handsome new squares, or fine streets round them, and make a report to you of any suitable house I find to be let. I will take such a one as you shall choose, furnish it, and set up an equipage befitting our condition. You shall direct the whole. And on some early day, either before or after we fix (it must be at your own choice) be pleased to make me the happiest of men. And then will every thing be in a desirable train. You shall receive in your own house (if it can be so soon furnish'd as I wish) the congratulations of all my relations: Charlotte shall visit you in the interim: And if it take up time, you shall choose whom you'll honour with your company, first, second, or third, in the summer months; and on your return, you shall find all that was wanting in your new habitation supply'd; and pleasures in a constant round shall attend us. O my angel, take me to you, instead of banishing me from you, and make me yours for ever.
You see, my dear, that here was no day pressed for. I was not uneasy about that; and the sooner I recovered myself, as there was not. But, however, I gave him no reason to upbraid me for refusing his offer of going in search of a house.
He is accordingly gone out for this purpose. But I find, that he intends to take up his lodging here tonight; and if to-night, no doubt, on other nights, when he is in town. As the doors and windows of my apartment have good fastenings; as he has not, in all this time, given me cause for apprehension; as he has the pretence of my brother's schemes to plead; the people below are very courteous and obligeing; Miss Horton especially, who seems to have taken a great liking to me, and to be of a gentler temper and manners, than Miss Martin; and as we are now in a tolerable way; I imagine, it would look particular to them all, and bring me into a debate with a man, who, let him be set upon what he will, has always a great deal to say for himself, if I insisted upon his promise: On all these accounts, I think I will take no notice of his lodging here, if he don't.
Let me know, my dear, your thoughts of every thing. You may believe I gave him back his note the moment I saw him.
Friday evening.
Mr. Lovelace has seen two or three houses; but none to his mind. But he has heard of one which looks promising, he says, and which he is to inquire about in the morning.
Saturday morning.
He has made his inquiries, and actually seen the house he was told of last night. The owner of it is a young widow lady, who is inconsolable for the death of her husband, Fretchville her name. It is furnished quite in taste, every thing being new within these six months. He believes, if I like not the furniture, the use of it may be agreed for, with the house, for a time certain: But if I like it, he will endeavour to take the one, and purchase the other, directly.
The lady fees no-body; nor are the best apartments above-stairs to be view'd till she is either absent, or gone into the country, where she proposes to live retired; and which she talks of doing in a fortnight or three weeks, at farthest.
What Mr. Lovelace saw of the house (which were the salon and two parlours) was perfectly elegant and he was assured, all is of a piece. The offices are also very convenient; coach-house and stables at hand.
He shall be very impatient, he says, till I see the whole; nor will he, if he finds he can have it, look farther till I have seen it, except any thing else offer to my liking. The price he values not.
He has just now received a letter from Lady Betty Lawrance, by a particular hand; the contents principally relating to an affair she has in Chancery. But in the postscript she is pleased to say very respectful things of me. They are all impatient, she says, for the happy day being over; which, they flatter themselves, will ensure his reformation.
He hoped, he told me, that I would soon enable him to answer their wishes, and his own. But, altho' the opportunity was so inviting, he urged not for the day. Which is the more extraordinary, as he was so pressing for marriage before we came to town.
He was very earnest with me to give him, and four of his friends, my company on Monday evening, at a little collation. Miss Martin and Miss Horton cannot, he says, be there, being engaged in a party of their own, with two daughters of Colonel Solcombe, and two nieces of Sir Anthony Holmes, upon an annual occasion. But Mrs. Sinclair will be present, and she gave him hope also of the company of a young maiden lady of very great fortune and merit (Miss Partington), to whom Colonel Sinclair, it seems, in his life-time, was guardian, and who therefore calls Mrs. Sinclair mamma.
I desired to be excused. He had laid me, I said, under a most disagreeable necessity of appearing as a married person; and I would see as few people as possible who were to think me so.
He would not urge it, he said, if I were much averse: But they were his select friends, men of birth and fortune; who long'd to see me. It was true, that they, as well as his friend Doleman, believed we were married: But they thought him under the restrictions that he had mentioned to the people below. I might be assured, he tole me, that his politeness before them should be carried into the highest degree of reverence.
When he is set upon any thing, there is no knowing, as I have said heretofore, what one can do. But I will not, if I can help it, be made a shew of; especially to men of whose characters and principles I have no good opinion. I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever-affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.
Mr. Lovelace, in his next letter to his friend Mr. Belford, recites the most material passages in hers preceding. He invites him to his collation on Monday evening.
Mowbray, Belton, and Tourville, says he, long to see my angel, and will be there. She has refused me; but must be present notwithstanding. And then will I shew thee the pride and glory of the Harlowe family, my implacable enemies; and thou shalt join with me in my triumph over them all.
If I can procure you this honour, you'll be ready to laugh out, as I have often much ado to forbear, at the puritanical behaviour of the mother before this lady. Not an oath, not a curse, nor the least free word, escapes her lips. She minces in her gaite. She prims up her horse-mouth. Her voice, which when she pleases, is the voice of thunder, is sunk into an humble whine. Her stiff hams, that have not been bent to a civility for ten years past, are now limber'd into courtesies three-deep at every word. Her fat arms are cross'd before her; and she can hardly be prevailed upon to sit, in the presence of my goddess.
I am drawing up instructions for ye all to observe on Monday night. It will be thy care, who art a parading fellow, and pretendest to wisdom, to keep the rest from blundering.
Saturday night.
Most confoundedly alarm'd. -Lord, Sir, what do you think? cry'd Dorcas-My lady is resolv'd to go to church to-morrow! I was at quadrille with the women below. -To church! said I, and down I laid my cards. To church! repeated they, each looking upon the other. We had done playing for that night. Who could have dreamt of such a whim as this? -Without notice, without questions! Her cloaths not come! No leave asked! -Impossible she should think to be my wife! -Why, this lady don't consider, if she go to church, I must go too! -Yet not to ask for my company! -Her brother and Singleton ready to snap her up, as far as he knows! - Known by her cloaths! Her person, her features, so distinguished! -Not such another woman in England! To church of all places! -Is the devil in the girl, said I? as soon as I could speak.
Well, but to leave this subject till to-morrow morning, I will now give you the instructions I have drawn up for yours and your companions behaviour on Monday night.
Instructions to be observed by John Belford, Richard Mowbray, Thomas Belton, and James Tourville, Esquires of the body to General Robert Lovelace, on their admission to the presence of his goddess.
Then follow his humorous instructions: -In which he cautions them to avoid all obscene hints, and even the double entendre.
You know, says he, that I never permitted any of you to talk obscenely. Time enough for that, when ye grow old, and can only talk. What! as I have often said, cannot you touch a woman's heart, without wounding her ear?
I need not bid you respect me mightily. Your allegiance obliges you to that. And who, that sees me, respects me not?
He gives them their cue as to Miss Partington, and her history and assumed character.
So noted, says he, for innocent looks, yet deep discretion! -And be sure to remember, that my beloved has no name but mine; and that the mother has no other than her maiden name, Sinclair; her husband a lieutenant-colonel.
Many other whimsical particulars he gives; and then says,
This dear lady is prodigiously learned in Theories: But as to Practics, as to Experimentals, must be, as you know, from her tender years, a mere novice. Till she knew me, I dare say, she did not believe, whatever she had read, that there were such fellows in the world, as she'll see in you four. I shall have much pleasure in observing how she'll stare at her company, when she finds me the politest man of the five.
And so much for instructions general and particular for your behaviour on Monday night.
And now, methinks, thou art curious to know, what can be my view, in risking the displeasure of my fair one, and alarming her fears, after four or five halcyon days have gone over our heads? -I'll satisfy thee.
The visitors of the two nieces will croud the house. Beds will be scarce. Miss Partington, a sweet modest genteel girl, will be prodigiously taken with my charmer; will want to begin a friendship with her. A share in her bed for one night only, will be requested. Who knows, but on that very Monday night I may be so unhappy, as to give mortal offence to my beloved? The shyest birds may be caught napping. Should she attempt to fly me upon it, cannot I detain her? Should she actually fly, cannot I bring her back by authority, civil or uncivil, if I have evidence upon evidence, that she acknowleged, tho' but tacitly, her marriage? -And should I, or should I not succeed, and she forgive me, or if she but descend to expostulate, or if she bear me in her sight; then will she be all my own. All delicacy is my charmer. I long to see how such a delicacy, on either occasion, will behave. And in my situation it behoves me to provide against every accident.
I must take care, knowing what an eel I have to do with, that the little wriggling rogue does not slip thro' my fingers. How silly should I look, staring after her, when she had shot from me into the muddy river, her family, from which, with so much difficulty, I have taken her!
Well then; here are-Let me see-How many persons are there who, after Monday night, will be able to swear, that she has gone by my name, answered to my name, had no other view in leaving her friends, but to go by my name? Her own relations not able nor willing to deny it. -First, here are my servants; her servant Dorcas, Mrs. Sinclair, her two nieces, and Miss Partington.
But for fear these evidences should be suspected, here comes the jet of the business. -No less than four worthy gentlemen, of fortune and family, who were all in company such a night particularly, at a collation to which they were invited by Robert Lovelace of Sandoun-Hall, in the county of Lancaster, Esquire, in company with Magdalen Sinclair widow, and Priscilla Partington spinster, and the Lady complainant; when the said Robert Lovelace addressed himself to the said lady, on a multitude of occasions, as his lady; as they and others did, as Mrs. Lovelace; every one complimenting and congratulating her upon her nuptials; and that she received such their compliments and congratulations with no other visible displeasure or repugnance, than such as a young bride, full of blushes and pretty confusion, might be supposed to express upon such contemplative revolvings as those compliments would naturally inspire. Nor do thou rave at me, Jack, nor rebel. -Dost think I brought the dear creature here for nothing?
And there's a faint sketch of my plot. -Stand by, varlets-Tanta-ra-ra-ra! -Veil your bonnets, and confess your master!

### v3 LETTER LXV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Sunday.
Have been at church, Jack. -Behaved admirably well too! -My charmer is pleased with me now: -For I was exceedingly attentive to the discourse, and very ready in the auditor's part of the service. -Eyes did not much wander. How could they? When the loveliest object, infinitely the loveliest, in the whole church, was in my view.
Dear creature! how fervent, how amiable, in her devotions! -I have got her to own, that she pray'd for me! -I hope a prayer from so excellent a mind will not be made in vain.
There is, after all, something beautifully solemn in devotion! -The Sabbath is a charming institution to keep the heart right, when it is right. One day in seven, how reasonable! -I think I'll go to church once a day often. I fancy it will go a great way towards making me a reformed man. To see multitudes of well-appearing people, all joining in one reverent act: An exercise worthy of a sentient being! Yet it adds a sting or two to my former stings, when I think of my projects with regard to this charming creature. In my conscience, I believe, if I were to go constantly to church, I could not pursue them.
I had a scheme come into my head while there: But I will renounce it, because it obtruded itself upon me in so good a place. Excellent creature! How many ruins has she prevented by attaching me to herself!- by ingrossing my whole attention!
But let me tell thee what passed between us in my first visit of this morning; and then I will acquaint thee more largely with my good behaviour at church.
I could not be admitted till after eight. I found her ready prepared to go out. I pretended to be ignorant of her intention, having charged Dorcas not to own, that she had told me of it.
Going abroad, Madam?-with an air of indifference.
Yes, Sir; I intend to go to church.
I hope, Madam, I shall have the honour to attend you.
No: She design'd to take a chair, and go to the next church.
This startled me: A chair to carry her to the next church from Mrs. Sinclair's, her right name not Sinclair, and to bring her back thither, in the face of people who might not think well of the house! There was no permitting That: -Yet I was to appear indifferent. -But said, I should take it for a favour, if she would permit me to attend her in a coach, as there was time for it, to St. Paul's.
She made objections to the gaiety of my dress; and told me, that, if she went to St. Paul's, she could go in a coach without me.
I objected Singleton and her brother, and offered to dress in the plainest suit I had.
I beg the favour of attending you, dear Madam, said I. I have not been at church a great while: We shall sit in different stalls: And the next time I go, I hope it will be to give myself a title to the greatest blessing I can receive.
She made some further objections: But at last permitted me the honour of attending her.
I got myself placed in her eye, that the time might not seem tedious to me; for we were there early. And I gain'd her good opinion, as I mention'd above, by my behaviour.
The subject of the discourse was particular enough: It was about a prophet's story or parable of an ewelamb taken by a rich man from a poor one, who dearly loved it, and whose only comfort it was: Designed to strike remorse into David, on his adultery with Uriah's wife Bathsheba, and his murder of the husband. [These women, Jack, have been the occasion of all manner of mischief from the beginning!] Now, when David, full of indignation, swore [King David would swear, Jack: But how shouldst thou know who King David was? The story is in the Bible], that the rich man should surely die; Nathan, which was the prophet's name, and a good ingenious fellow, cry'd out (which were the words of the text), Thou art the man! -By my soul I thought the parson look'd directly at me: And at that moment I cast my eye full at my ewe-lamb. But I must tell thee too, that I thought a good deal of my Rosebud. -A better man than King David, in that point, however, thought I!
When we came home, we talk'd upon the subject; and I shew'd my charmer my attention to the discourse, by letting her know where the doctor made the most of his subject, and where it might have been touch'd to greater advantage (For it is really a very affecting story, and has as pretty a contrivance in it as ever I read). And this I did in such a grave way, that she seemed more and more pleas'd with me; and I have no doubt, that I shall get her to favour me tomorrow night with her company at my collation.
Sunday evening.
We all dined together in Mrs. Sinclair's parlour! All ex-cessive -ly right! The two nieces have topp'd their parts: Mrs. Sinclair hers. Never so easy yet as now! -'She really thought a little oddly of these people at first, she said: Mrs. Sinclair seem'd very forbidding! Her nieces were persons, with whom she could not wish to be acquainted. But really we should not be too hasty in our censures. Some people improve upon us. The widow seems tolerable.' [She went no farther than tolerable]. 'Miss Martin and Miss Horton are young people of good sense, and have read a good deal. What Miss Martin particularly said of marriage, and of her humble servant, was very solid. She believes, with such notions, she cannot make a bad wife.' -By the way, Sally's humble servant is a woolen-draper of great reputation; and she is soon to be marry'd.
I have been letting her into thy character, and into the characters of my other three Esquires, in hopes to excite her curiosity to see you to-morrow night. I have told her some of the worst, as well as best parts of your characters, in order to exalt myself, and to obviate any sudden surprizes, as well as to teach her what sort of men she may expect to see, if she will oblige me.
By her observations upon each of you, I shall judge what I may or may not do to obtain or keep her good opinion: What she will like, what not; and so pursue the one, or avoid the other, as I see proper. -So, while she is penetrating into your shallow heads, I shall enter her heart, and know what to bid my own hope for.
The house is to be taken in three weeks: All will be over in three weeks, or bad will be my luck! - Who knows but in three days? -Have I not carry'd that great point of making her pass for my wife to the people below? And that other great one of fixing myself here night and day? -What lady ever escaped me, that lodg'd under one roof with me? -The house too, THE house; the people, people after my own heart: Her servants Will and Dorcas both my servants. -Three days did I say! Pho! pho! -Three hours!
I have carried my third point, Jack; but extremely to the dislike of my charmer. Miss Partington was introduced to her; and being engaged on condition, that my beloved would honour me at my collation, there was no denying her; so fine a young lady! seconded by my earnest intreaties.
I long to have your opinions of my fair prize! -If you love to see features that glow, tho' the heart is frozen, and never yet was thaw'd; if you love fine sense, and adages flowing thro' tecth of ivory, and lips of coral; an eye that penetrates all things; a voice that is harmony itself; an air of grandeur, mingled with a sweetness that cannot be described; a politeness that, if ever equalled, was never excelled-You'll see all these excellencies, and ten times more, in this my Gloriana.
Mark her majestic fabric!-She's a temple
Sacred by birth, and built by hands divine;
Her soul the deity that lodges there:
Nor is the pile unworthy of the god.
Or, to describe her in a softer stile, with Rowe,
The bloom of op'ning flow'rs, unfully'd beauty,
Softness, and sweetness innocence, she wears,
And looks like nature in the world's first spring.
Adieu, varlets four! -At six on Monday evening, I expect ye all.
In the Lady's next letter, dated on Monday morning, she praises his behaviour at church, his observations afterwards. Likes the people of the house better than she did. The more likes them by reason of the people of condition that visit them.
She dates again, and declares herself displeased at Miss Partington's being introduced to her: And still more for being obliged to promise to be present at Mr. Lovelace's collation. She foresees, she says, a murder'd evening.

### v3 LETTER LXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday night, May 1.
I have just escaped from the very disagreeable company I was obliged, so much against my will, to be in. As a very particular relation of this evening's conversation would be painful to me, you must content yourself with what you shall be able to collect from the outlines, as I may call them, of the characters of the persons, assisted by the little histories Mr. Lovelace gave me of each yesterday.
The names of the gentlemen are Belton, Mowbray, Tourville, and Belford. These four, with Mrs. Sinclair, Miss Partington, the great heiress mentioned in my last, Mr. Lovelace, and myself, made up the company.
I gave you before the favourable side of Miss Partington's character, such as it was given me by Mrs. Sinclair, and her nieces. I will now add a few words from my own observations upon her behaviour in this company.
In better company, perhaps, she would have appeared to less disadvantage: But, notwithstanding her innocent looks, which Mr. Lovelace also highly praised, he is the last person whose judgment I would take upon real modesty. For I observed, that, upon some talk from the gentlemen, not free enough to be openly censured, yet too indecent in its implication to come from well-bred persons, in the company of virtuous people, this young lady was very ready to apprehend; and yet, by smiles and simperings, to encourage, rather than discourage, the culpable freedoms of persons, who, in what they went out of their way to say, must either be guilty of absurdity, meaning nothing; or, meaning something, of rudeness.
But indeed I have seen ladies, of whom I have had a better opinion, than I can say I have of Mrs. Sinclair, who have allowed gentlemen, and themselves too, in greater liberties of this sort, than I have thought consistent with that purity of manners which ought to be the distinguishing characteristic of our sex: For what are words, but the body and dress of thought? And is not the mind indicated strongly by its outward dress?
But to the gentlemen, as they must be called in right of their ancestors, it seems; for no other do they appear to have.
Mr. Belton has had university-education, and was designed for the gown; but that not suiting with the gaiety of his temper, and an uncle dying, who bequeathed to him a good estate, he quitted the college, came up to town, and commenced fine gentleman. He is said to be a man of sense. He dresses gaily, but not quite foppishly; drinks hard; keeps all hours, and glories in doing so; games, and has been hurt by that pernicious diversion: He is about thirty years of age: His face is of a fiery red, somewhat bloated and pimply; and his irregularities threaten a brief duration to the sensual dream he is in; for he has a short consumptive cough, which seems to indicate bad lungs; yet makes himself and his friends merry, by his stupid and inconsiderate jests upon very threatening symptoms, which ought to make him more serious.
Mr. Mowbray has been a great traveller; speaks as many languages as Mr. Lovelace himself, but not so fluently: Is of a good family: Seems to be about thirty-three or thirty-four: Tall and comely in his person: Bold and daring in his look: Is a large-boned strong man: Has a great scar in his forehead, with a dent, as if his skull had been beaten in there; and a seamed scar in his right cheek. He dresses likewise very gaily: Has his servants always about him, whom he is continually calling upon, and sending on the most trifling messages; half a dozen instances of which we had in the little time I was among them; while they seem to watch the turn of his fierce eye, to be ready to run, before they have half his message, and serve him with fear and trembling. Yet to his equals the man seems tolerable: Talks not amiss upon public entertainments and diversions, especially upon those abroad: Yet has a romancing air; and averrs things strongly, which seem quite improbable. Indeed, he doubts nothing, but what he ought to believe: For he jests upon sacred things; and professes to hate the clergy of all religions: Has high notions of honour, a word hardly ever out of his mouth; but seems to have no great regard to morals.
Mr. Tourville occasionally told his age; just turn'd of thirty-one. He also is of an antient family; but, in his person and manners, more of what I call the coxcomb, than any of his companions: He dresses richly; would be thought elegant in the choice and fashion of what he wears; yet, after all, appears rather tawdry than fine. One sees, by the care he takes of his outside, and the notice he bespeaks from every one, by his own notice of himself, that the inside takes up the least of his attention. He dances finely, Mr. Lovelace says: Is a master of music; and singing is one of his principal excellencies. They prevailed upon him to sing; and he obliged them both in Italian and French; and, to do him justice, his songs in both were decent. They were all highly delighted with his performance; but his greatest admirers were Mrs. Sinclair, Miss Partington, and himself. To me he appeared to have a great deal of affectation.
Mr. Tourville's conversation and address are insufferably full of those really gross affronts upon the understandings of our sex, which the moderns call compliments, and are intended to pass for so many instances of good breeding, tho' the most hyperbolical, unnatural stuff that can be conceived, and which can only serve to shew the insincerity of the complimenter; and the ridiculous light in which the complimented appears in his eyes, if he supposes a woman capable of relishing the romantic absurdities of his speeches.
He affects to introduce into his common talk Italian and French words; and often answers an English question in French, which language he greatly prefers to the barbarously hissing English. But then he never fails to translate, into this his odious native tongue, the words, and the sentences, he speaks in the other two-Lest, perhaps, it should be questioned, whether he understands what he says.
He loves to tell stories: Always calls them merry, facetious, good, or excellent, before he begins, in order to bespeak the attention of the hearers but never gives himself concern, in the progress or conclusion of them, to make good what he promises in his preface. Indeed he seldom brings any of them to a conclusion; for, if his company have patience to hear him out, he breaks in upon himself by so many parenthetical intrusions, as one may call them, and has so many incidents springing in upon him, that he frequently drops his own thread, and sometimes fits down satisfied halfway; or, if at other times he would resume it, he applies to his company to help him in again, with a Devil fetch him if he remembers what he was driving at. But enough, and too much, of Mr. Tourville.
Mr. Belford is the fourth gentleman, and one of whom Mr. Lovelace seems more fond than any of the rest-Being a man of try'd bravery, it seems; for this pair of friends came acquainted upon occasion of a quarrel (possibly about a lady), which a rencounter at Kensington gravelpits ended, by the mediation of three gentlemen strangers.
Mr. Belford is about seven or eight and-twenty, it seems; the youngest of the five, except Mr. Lovelace: And these are, perhaps, the wickedest; for they seem capable of leading the other three as they please. Mr. Belford, as the others, dresses gaily: But has not those advantages of person, nor from his dress, which Mr. Lovelace is too proud of. He has, however, the appearance of gentleman. He is well read in classical authors, and in the best English poets and writers: And, by his means, the conversation took now-and-then a more agreeable turn: And I, who endeavoured to put the best face I could upon my situation, as I passed for Mrs. Lovelace with them, made shift to join in it, at such times; and received abundance of compliments from all the company, on the observations I made.
Mr. Belford seems good-natured and obliging; and, altho' very complaisant, not so fulsomely so, as Mr. Tourville; and has a polite and easy manner of expressing his sentiments on all occasions. He seems to delight in a logical way of argumentation, as also does Mr. Belton; these two attacking each other in this way; and both looking at us women, as if to observe whether we did not admire their learning, or their wit, when they had said a smart thing. But Mr. Belford had visibly the advantage of the other, having quicker parts, and, by taking the worst side of the argument, seemed to think he had: All together, he put me in mind of that character in Milton:
-His tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear
The better reason, to perplex and dash
Maturest counsels; for his thoughts were low;
To vice industrious: But to nobler deeds
Tim'rous and slothful:-Yet he pleas'd the ear.
How little soever matters in general may be to our liking, we are apt to endeavour, when hope is strong enough to permit it, to make the best we can of the lot we have drawn; and I could not but observe often, how much Mr. Lovelace excelled all his four friends in every thing they seemed desirous to excel in. But, as to wit and vivacity, he had no equal present. All the others gave up to him, when his lips began to open. The haughty Mowbray would call upon the prating Tourville for silence, and with his elbow would punch the supercilious Belton into attention, when Lovelace was going to speak. And when he had spoken, the words, Charming fellow! with a free word of admiration or envy, fell from every mouth. He has indeed so many advantages in his person and manner, that what would be inexcusable in another, if one took not great care to watch over one's self, and to distinguish what is the essence of right and wrong, would look becoming in him.
'See him among twenty men,' said Mr. Belford; who, to my no small vexation and confusion, with the forwardness of a favoured and intrusted friend, singled me out, on Mr. Lovelace's being sent for down, to make me congratulatory compliments on my supposed nuptials; which he did with a caution, not to insist too long on the rigorous vow I had imposed upon a man so universally admired-
'See him among twenty men,' said he, 'all of distinction, and nobody is regarded but Mr. Lovelace.'
It must, indeed, be confessed, that there is in his whole deportment a natural dignity, which renders all insolent or imperative demeanour as unnecessary as inexcusable. Then that deceiving sweetness which appears in his smiles, in his accent, in his whole aspect and address, when he thinks it worth his while to oblige, or endeavour to attract, how does this shew, that he was born innocent, as I may say; that he was not naturally the cruel, the boisterous, the impetuous creature, which the wicked company he may have fallen into have made him! For he has, besides, an open, and, I think, an honest countenance. Don't you think so too? -On all these specious appearances, have I founded my hopes of seeing him a reformed man.
But 'tis amazing to me, I own, that with so much of the gentleman, such a general knowlege of books and men, such a skill in the learned as well as modern languages, he can take so much delight as he does in the company of such persons as I have described, and in subjects of frothy impertinence, unworthy of his talents, and natural and acquired advantages. I can think of but one reason for it, and that must argue a very low mind; his Vanity; which makes him desirous of being considered as the head of the people he consorts with. A man to love praise; yet to be content to draw it from such contaminated springs!
One compliment passed from Mr. Belford to Mr. Lovelace, which hastened my quitting the shocking company-'You are a happy man, Mr. Lovelace,' said he, upon some fine speeches made him by Mrs. Sinclair, and assented to by Miss Partington: 'You have so much courage, and so much wit, that neither man nor woman can stand before you.'
Mr. Belford looked at me, when he spoke: Yes, my dear, he smilingly looked at me: And he looked upon his complimented friend: And all their assenting, and therefore affronting eyes, both mens and womens, were turned upon your Clarissa: At least, my self-reproaching heart made me think so; for that would hardly permit my eye to look up.
Oh! my dear, were but a woman, who is thought to be in love with a man (and this must be believed to be my case; or to what can my supposed voluntary going off with Mr. Lovelace be imputed to?) to reflect one moment on the exaltation she gives him, and the disgrace she brings upon herself, the low pity, the silent contempt, the insolent sneers and whispers, to which she makes herself obnoxious from a censuring world of both sexes, how would she despise herself! And how much more eligible would she think death itself to such a discovered debasement!
What I have thus in general touched upon, will account to you, why I could not more particularly relate what passed in the evening's conversation: Which, as may be gathered from what I have written, abounded with approbatory accusations, and supposed witty retorts.

### v3 LETTER LXVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday Midnight.
I am very much vexed and disturbed at an odd incident.
Mrs. Sinclair has just now left me, I believe in displeasure, on my declining to comply with a request she made me: Which was, To admit Miss Partington to a share in my bed; her house being crouded by her nieces guests, and their attendants, as well as by those of Miss Partington.
There might be nothing in it; and my denial carried a stiff and ill-natured appearance. But instantly, all at once, upon her making the request, it came into my thought, that I was, in a manner, a stranger to every-body in the house: Not so much as a servant I could call my own, or of whom I had any great opinion: That there were four gentlemen of free manners in the house, avowed supporters of Mr. Lovelace in matters of offence; himself a man of enterprize; all, as far as I knew (and had reason to think by their noisy mirth after I had left them), drinking deeply: That Miss Partington herself is not so bashful a lady, as she was represented to me to be: That officious pains were taken to give me a good opinion of her: And that Mrs. Sinclair made a greater parade in prefacing the request, than such a request needed. To deny, thought I, can carry only an appearance of singularity, to people who already think me singular. To consent, may possibly, if not probably, be attended with inconveniences. The consequences of the alternative so very disproportionate, I thought it more prudent to incur the censure, than risk the inconvenience.
I told her, that I was writing a long letter: That I should choose to write till I were sleepy: And that Miss would be a restraint upon me, and I upon her.
She was loth, she said, that so delicate a young creature, and so great a fortune, as Miss Partington was, should be put to lie with Dorcas in a press-bed. She should be very sorry, if she had asked an improper thing: She had never been so put to it before: And Miss would stay up with her, till I had done writing.
Alarmed at this urgency, and it being easier to persist in a denial given, than to give it at first, I offered Miss my whole bed, and to retire into the dining-room, and there, locking myself in, write all the night.
The poor thing, she said, was afraid to lie alone. To be sure Miss Partington would not put me to such an inconvenience.
She then withdrew: But returned; begged my pardon for returning: But the poor child, she said, was in tears. Miss Partington had never seen a young lady she so much admired, and so much wished to imitate, as me. The dear girl hoped that nothing had passed in her behaviour, to give me dislike to her. Should she bring her to me?
I was very busy, I said. The letter I was writing was upon a very important subject. I hoped to see Miss in the morning; when I would apologize to her for my particularity. And then Mrs. Sinclair hesitating, and moving towards the door (tho' she turned round to me again), I desired her (lighting her) to take care how she went down.
Pray, Madam, said she, on the stairs head, don't give yourself all this trouble. God knows my heart, I meant no affront: But, since you seem to take my freedom amiss, I beg you will not acquaint Mr. Lovelace with it; for he, perhaps, will think me bold and impertinent.
Now, my dear, is not this a particular incident; either as I have made it, or as it was designed? I don't love to do an uncivil thing. And if nothing were meant by the request, my refusal deserves to be called so. Then I have shewn a suspicion of soul usage by it, which surely dare not be meant. If just, I ought to apprehend every thing, and fly the house, and the man, as I would an infection. If not just, and if I cannot contrive to clear myself of having entertained suspicions, by assigning some other plausible reason for my denial, the very staying here will have an appearance not at all reputable to myself.
I am now out of humour with him, with myself, with all the world but you. His companions are shocking creatures. Why, again I repeat, should he have been desirous to bring me into such company? Once more, I like him not. I am, my dear,
Your affectionate
Cl. Harlowe.

### v3 LETTER LXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday, May 2.
With infinite regret I am obliged to tell you, that I can no longer write to you, or receive letters from you. Your mother has sent me a letter inclosed in a cover to Mr. Lovelace, directed for him at Lord M.'s (and which was brought him just now), reproaching me on this subject in very angry terms, and forbidding me, as I would not be thought to intend to make her and you unhappy, to write to you, without her leave.
This, therefore, is the last you must receive from me, till happier times: And as my prospects are not very bad, I presume we shall soon have leave to write again; and even to see each other! Since an alliance with a family so honourable as Mr. Lovelace's is, will not be a disgrace.
She is pleased to write, that if I would wish to inflame you, I should let you know her written prohibition: But otherwise find some way of my own accord (without bringing her into the question) to decline a correspondence, which I must know she has for some time past forbidden. But all I can say, is, to beg of you not to be inflamed;-to beg of you, not to let her know, or even by your behaviour to her, on this occasion, guess, that I have acquainted you with my reason for declining to write to you. For how else, after the scruples I have heretofore made on this very subject, yet proceeding to correspond, can I honestly satisfy you about my motives for this sudden stop? So, my dear, I choose, you see, rather to rely upon your discretion, than to feign reasons you would not be satisfy'd with, but, with your usual active penetration, sift to the bottom, and at last find me to be a mean and low qualifier; and that, with an implication injurious to you, that I supposed you had not prudence enough to be trusted with the naked truth.
I repeat, that my prospects are not bad. The house, I presume, will soon be taken. The people here are very respectful, notwithstanding my nicety about Miss Partington. Miss Martin, who is near marriage with an eminent tradesman in the Strand, just now, in a very respectful manner, asked my opinion of some patterns of rich silks for the occasion. The widow has a less forbidding appearance than at first. Mr. Lovelace, on my declared dislike of his four friends, has assured me, that neither they nor anybody else shall be introduced to me, without my leave.
These circumstances I mention, as you will suppose, that your kind heart may be at ease about me; that you may be induced by them to acquiesce with your mother's commands, chearfully acquiesce, and that for my sake, lest I should be thought an inflamer; who am, with very contrary intentions, my dearest, and best-beloved friend.
Your ever-obliged and affectionate,
Clarissa Halowe.

### v3 LETTER LXIX.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Wedn. May 3.
I am astonished that my mother should take such a step-purely to exercise an unreasonable act of authority; and to oblige the most remorseless hearts in the world. If I find, that I can be of use to you either by advice or information, do you think I will not give it? -Were it to any other person, less dear to me than you are, do you think, in such a case, I would forbear giving it?-
Mr. Hickman, who pretends to a little casuistry in such nice matters, is of opinion, that I ought not to decline a correspondence thus circumstanced. And 'tis well he is; for my mother having set me up, I must have somebody to quarrel with.
This I will come into, if it will make you easy: I will forbear to write to you for a few days, if nothing extraordinary happen;-and till the rigour of her prohibition is abated. But be assured, that I will not dispense with your writing to me. My heart, my conscience, my honour, will not permit it.
But how will I help myself?-How!-Easy enough. For I do assure you, that I want but very little further provocation to fly privately to London: And if I do, I will not leave you till I see you either honourably married, or absolutely quit of the wretch: And in this last case, I will take you down with me, in defiance of the whole world: Or, if you refuse to go with me, stay with you, and accompany you as your shadow whithersoever you go.
Don't be frighted at this declaration. There is but one consideration, and but one hope, that with-hold me; watched as I am in all my retirements; obliged to read to her without a voice; to work in her presence without fingers; and to lie with her every night against my will. The consideration is, Lest you should apprehend that a step of this nature would look like a doubling of your fault, in the eyes of such as think your going away a fault. The hope is, That things will still end happily, and that some people will have reason to take shame to themselves for the sorry parts they have acted-Nevertheless I am often balancing. But your resolving to give up the correspondence at this crisis, will turn the scale. Write therefore, or take the consequence.
A few words upon the subject of your last letters. - I know not whether your brother's wise project be given up or not. A dead silence reigns in your family. Your brother was absent three days; then at home one; and is now absent: But whether with Singleton or not, I cannot find out.
By your account of your wretch's companions, I see not but they are a set of infernals, and he the Beelzebub. What could he mean, as you say, by his earnestness to bring you into such company, and to give you such an opportunity to make him and them reflecting-glasses to one another? The man's a fool, to be sure, my dear. -A silly fellow, at least. - They must put on their best before you, no doubt. - Lord of the creation! -Noble fellows these! -Yet who knows how many poor despicable souls of our sex the worst of them has had to whine after him!
You have brought an inconvenience upon yourself, as you observe, by your refusal of Miss Partington for your bedfellow. Pity you had not admitted her. Watchful as you are, what could have happened? If violence were intended, he would not stay for the right. You might have sat up after her, or not gone to bed. Mrs. Sinclair pressed it too far. You was over-scrupulous.
If any thing happens to delay your nuptials, I would advise you to remove: But if you marry, you may, perhaps, think it no great matter to stay where you are, till you take possession of your own estate. The knot once tied, and with so resolute a man, it is my opinion, your relations will soon resign what they cannot legally hold: And, were even a litigation to follow, you will not be able, nor ought you to be willing, to help it: For your estate will then be his right; and it will be unjust to wish it to be with-held from him.
One thing I would advise you to think of; and that is, of proper settlements: It will be to the credit of your prudence, and of his justice (and the more as matters stand), that something of this should be done, before you marry. Bad as he is, nobody accounts him a sordid man. And I wonder he has been hitherto silent on that subject.
I am not displeased with his proposal about the widow lady's house. I think it will do very well. But if it must be three weeks before you can be certain about it; surely you need not put off his day for that space: And he may bespeak his equipages. Surprising to me, that he could be so acquiescent!
I repeat-Continue to write to me: -I insist upon it; and that as minutely as possible: Or, take the consequence. I send this by a particular hand. I am, and ever will be,
Your most affectionate
Anna Howe.

### v3 LETTER LXX.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday, May 4.
I forego every other engagement, I suspend every wish, I banish every other fear, to take up my pen, to beg of you, that you will not think of being guilty of such an act of love as I can never thank you for; but must for ever regret. If I must continue to write to you, I must. I know full well your impatience of controul, when you have the least imagination that your generosity or friendship is likely to be wounded by it.
My dearest, dearest creature, would you incur a maternal, as I have a paternal, malediction? Would not the world think there was an infection in my fault, if it were to be followed by Miss Howe? There are some points so fragrantly wrong, that they will not bear to be argued upon. This is one of them. I need not give reasons against such a rashness. Heaven forbid, that it should be known, that you had it but once in your thought, be your motives ever so noble and generous, to follow so bad an example! The rather, as that you would, in such a case, want the extenuations that might be pleaded in my favour; and particularly that one of being surprised into the unhappy step.
The restraint your mamma lays you under, would not have appeared heavy, but on my account. Would you have once thought it a hardship to be admitted to a part of her bed? -How did I use to be delighted with such a favour from my mother! -How did I love to work in her presence! -So did you in the presence of yours once. And to read to her on winter evenings I know was one of your joys. -Do not give me cause to reproach myself on the reason that may be assigned for the change.
Learn, my dear, I beseech you learn, to subdue your own passions. Be the motives what they will, excess is excess. Those passions in our sex, which we take no pains to subdue, may have one and the same source with those infinitely blacker passions, which we used so often to condemn in the violent and headstrong of the other sex; and which may be heightened in them only by custom, and their freer education. Let us both, my dear, ponder well this thought; look into ourselves, and fear.
If I write, as I find I must, I insist upon your forbearance. -Your silence to this shall be the sign to me, that you will not think of the rashness you threaten me with; and that you will obey your mamma as to your own part of the correspondence, however: Especially, as you can inform or advise me in every weighty case, by Mr. Hickman's pen.
My trembling writing will shew you, what a trembling heart you, my dear impetuous creature, have given to
Your ever-obliged,
Or, if you take so rash a step,
Your for-ever disobliged,
Clarissa Harlowe.
My cloaths were brought to me just now. But you have so much discomposed me, that I have no heart to look into the trunks.
A servant of Mr. Lovelace carries this to Mr. Hickman for dispatch-sake. Let that worthy man's pen relieve my heart from this new uneasiness.

### v3 LETTER LXXI.

Mr. Hickman, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
[Sent to Wilson's by a particular hand.]
Friday, May 5.
Madam,
I have the honour of dear Miss Howe's commands, to acquaint you, without knowing the occasion, 'that she is excessively concerned for the concern she has given you in her last letter: And that, if you will but write to her, under cover as before, she will have no thoughts of what you are so very apprehensive about." -Yet she bid me write, 'That if she has but the least imagination that she can serve you, and save you,' those are her words, 'all the censures of the world will be but of second consideration with her.' I have great temptations on this occasion, to express my own resentments upon your present state; but not being fully apprised of what that is-Only conjecturing from the disturbance upon the mind of the dearest Lady in the world to me, and the most sincere of friends to you, that that is not altogether so happy as were to be wish'd; and being, moreover, forbid to enter into the cruel subject; I can only offer, as I do, my best and faithfullest services; and to wish you a happy deliverance from all your troubles. For I am,
Most excellent young Lady,
Your faithful and most obedient servant,
Ch. Hickman.

### v3 LETTER LXXII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Tuesday, May 2.
Mercury, as the Fabulist tells us, having the curiosity to know the estimation he stood in among mortals, descended in disguise, and, in a statuary's shop, cheapens a Jupiter, then a Juno, then one, then another, of the Dii majores; and, at last, asks, What price that same statue of Mercury bore? O, says the artist, buy one of the others, Sir; and I'll throw ye in that for nothing. How sheepish must the god of thieves look, upon this rebuff to his vanity!
So thou! -A thousand pounds wouldst thou give for the good opinion of this single lady: To be only thought tolerably of, and not quite unworthy of her conversation, would make thee happy: And, at parting last night, or rather this morning, thou madest me promise a few lines to Edgware, to let thee know, what she thinks of thee, and thy brother varlets.
Thy thousand pounds, Jack, is all thy own: For most heartily does she dislike ye all: Thee as much as any.
I am sorry for it too, as to thy part; for two reasons: One, that I think thy motive for thy curiosity was fear, and consciousness: Whereas that of the arch-thief was vanity, intolerable vanity: And he was therefore justly sent away with a blush upon his cheeks to heaven, and could not brag: The other; that I am afraid, if she dislikes thee, she dislikes me: For are we not birds of a feather?
I must never talk of reformation, she told me, having such companions, and taking such delight as I seemed to take, in their frothy conversation.
I, no more than you, imagined she could possibly like ye: But then, as my friends, I thought a person of her education would have been more sparing of her censures.
I don't know how it is, Belford; but women think themselves intitled to take any freedoms with us; while we are unpolite, forsooth, and I can't tell what, if we don't tell a pack of cursed lyes, and make black white, in their favour-teaching us to be hypocrites, yet stigmatizing us, at other times, for deceivers.
I defended ye all, as well as I could: But you know, there was no attempting ought but a palliative defence, to one of her principles. I will summarily give thee a few of my pleas.
To the pure, every little deviation seemed offensive: Yet I saw not, that there was any thing amiss the whole evening, either in your words or behaviour. Some people could talk but upon one or two subjects: She upon every-one: No wonder, therefore, they talked to what they understood best; and to mere objects of sense. -Had she honour'd us with more of her conversation, she would have been less disgusted with ours; for she saw how every-one was prepared to admire her, whenever she opened her lips. You, in particular, had said, when she retired, that virtue itself spoke, when she spoke: But that you had such an awe upon you, after she had favoured us with an observation or two on a subject started, that you should ever be afraid, in her company, to be found most exceptionable, when you intended to be least so.
Plainly, she said, she neither liked my companions, nor the house she was in.
I liked not the house any more than she: Tho' the people were very obliging, and she had owned they were less exceptionable to herself, than at first: And were we not about another of our own?
She did not like Miss Partington: Let her fortune be what it would, she should not choose an intimacy with her. She thought it was a hardship to be put upon such a difficulty, as she was put upon the preceding night, when there were lodgers in the front-house, whom they had reason to be freer with, than, upon so short an acquaintance, with her.
I pretended to be an utter stranger as to this particular; and, when she explained herself upon it, condemned the request, and call'd it a confident one.
She, artfully, made lighter of her denial of Miss for a bedfellow, than she thought of it, I could see that; for it was plain, she supposed there was room for me to think she had been either over-nice, or over-cautious.
I offered to resent Mrs. Sinclair's freedom.
No; there was no great matter in it: It was best to let it pass: It might be thought more particular in her to deny, than in Mrs. Sinclair to ask, or Miss to expect: But as the people below had a large acquaintance, she did not know how much she might have her retirements invaded, if she gave way. And indeed there were levities in Miss's behaviour, which she could not so far pass over, as to wish an intimacy with her. But if she were such a vast fortune, she could not but say, that Miss seemed a much more suitable person for me to make my addresses to, than-
Interrupting her, with gravity, I said I liked Miss Partington as little as she could like her. She was a silly young creature; who seemed too likely to justify her guardians watchfulness over her. But, nevertheless, as to her general conversation and behaviour last night, I must own, that I thought the girl (for girl she was, as to discretion) not exceptionable; only carrying herself as a free good-natured creature, who thought herself secure in the honour of her company.
It was very well said of me, she replied: But, if Miss were so well satisfied with her company, she left it to me, whether I was not very kind to suppose her such an innocent-For her own part, she had seen nothing of the London world: But thought, she must tell me plainly, that she never was in such company in her life; nor ever again wish'd to be in it.
There, Belford! -Worse off than Mercury! - Art thou not?
I was nettled. Hard would be the lot of more discreet ladies, as far as I knew, than Miss Partington, were they to be judged by so rigid a virtue as hers.
Not so, she said: But if I really saw nothing exceptionable to a virtuous mind, in that young lady's behaviour, my ignorance of better behaviour was, she must needs tell me, as pitiable as hers: And it were to be wished, that minds so paired, for their own sakes, should never be separated.
See, Jack, what I get by my charity!
I thank'd her heartily. But I must take the liberty to say, that good folks were generally so uncharitable, that, devil take me, if I would choose to be good, were the consequence to be, that I must think hardly of the whole world besides.
She congratulated me upon my charity: But told me, that, to enlarge her own, she hoped it would not be expected of her to approve of the low company I had brought her into last night.
No exception for thee, Belford! Safe is thy thousand pounds.
I saw not, I said, begging her pardon, that she liked any-body [Plain-dealing for plain-dealing! -Why then did she abuse my friends? -Love me, and love my dogs, as Lord M. would say]. -However, let me but know, whom, and what, she did, or did not like; and, if possible, I would like, and dislike, the very same persons and things.
She bid me then, in a pet, dislike myself.
Cursed severe! -Does she think she must not pay for it one day, or one night? -And if one, many; that's my comfort!
I was in a train of being so happy, I said, before my earnestness to procure her to favour my friends with her company, that I wish'd the devil had had as well my friends, as Miss Partington-And yet I must say, that I saw not how good people could answer half their end, which was, by their example, to amend the world, were they to accompany only with the good.
I had like to have been blasted by two or three flashes of lightning from her indignant eyes; and she turned scornfully from me, and retired to her own apartment. -Once more, Jack, safe, as thou seest, is thy thousand pounds. -She says, I am not a polite man-But is she, in the instance before us, more polite for a lady?
And now, dost thou not think, that I owe my charmer some revenge for her cruelty, in obliging such a fine young creature, and so vast a fortune, as Miss Partington, to croud into a press-bed with her maid-servant Dorcas! -Miss Partington too (with tears) declaring by Mrs. Sinclair, that, would Mrs. Lovelace honour her at Barnet, the best bed and best room in her guardian's house should be at her service. -Thinkest thou, that I could not guess at her dishonourable fears of me! -That she apprehended, that the supposed husband would endeavour to take possession of his own? -And that Miss Partington would be willing to contribute to such a piece of justice?
Thus, then, thou both remindest, and defiest me, charmer! -And since thou reliest more on thy own precaution than upon my honour; be it unto thee as thou apprehendest, fair one!
And now, Jack, let me know, what thy opinion, and the opinions of thy brother varlets, are of my Gloriana.
I have just now heard, that her Hannah hopes to be soon well enough to attend her young lady, when in London. It seems the girl has had no physician. I must send her one, out of pure love and respect to her mistress. Who knows but medicine may weaken nature, and strengthen the disease? -As her malady is not a fever, very likely it may do so. -But perhaps her hopes are too forward. Blustering weather in this month yet-And that is bad for rheumatic complaints.

### v3 LETTER LXXIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Tuesday, May 2.
Just as I had sealed up the inclosed, comes a letter to my beloved, in a cover to me, directed to Lord M.'s. From whom, thinkest thou? -From Mrs. Howe!-
And what the contents!
How should I know, unless the dear creature had communicated them to me? But a very cruel letter I believe it is, by the effect it had upon her. The tears ran down her cheeks as she read it; and her colour changed several times. No end of her persecutions, I think.
'What a cruelty in her fate!' said the sweet lamenter. -'Now the only comfort of her life must be given up!'
Miss Howe's correspondence, no doubt.
But should she be so much grieved at this? This correspondence was prohibited before, and that, to the daughter, in the strongest terms: But yet carried on by both: Altho' a brace of impeccables, and please ye. Could they expect, that a mother would not vindicate her authority? -And finding her prohibition ineffectual with her perverse daughter, was it not reasonable to suppose she would try what effect it would have upon her daughter's friend? -And now I believe the end will be effectually answer'd: For my beloved, I dare say, will make a point of conscience of it.
I hate cruelty, especially in women; and should have been more concerned for this instance of it in Mrs. Howe, had I not had a stronger instance of the same in my beloved to Miss Partington; for how did she know, since she was so much afraid for herself, whom Dorcas might let in to that innocent and less watchful young lady? But nevertheless I must needs own, that I am not very sorry for this prohibition, let it originally come from the Harlowes, or from whom it will; because I make no doubt, that it is owing to Miss Howe, in a great measure, that my beloved is so much upon her guard, and thinks so hardly of me. And who can tell, as characters here are so tender, and some disguises so flimsy, what consequences might follow this undutiful correspondence? -I say, therefore, I am not sorry for it: Now will she have nobody to compare notes with: No-body to alarm her: And I may be saved the guilt and disobligation of inspecting into a correspondence that has long made me uneasy.
How every thing works for me! -Why will this charming creature make such contrivances necessary, as will increase my trouble, and my guilt too, as some would account it? But why, rather I would ask, will she fight against her stars?-

### v3 LETTER LXXIV.

Mr. Belford, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Edgware, Tuesday-night, May 2.
Without staying for the promised letter from you to inform us what the lady says of us, I write to tell you, That we are all of one opinion with regard to her; which is, that there is not of her age a finer lady in the world, as to her understanding. As for her person, she is at the age of bloom, and an admirable creature; a perfect beauty: But this poorer praise a man can hardly descend to give, who has been honour'd with her conversation; and yet she was brought amongst us against her will.
Permit me, dear Lovelace, to be a means of saving this excellent creature from the dangers she hourly runs from the most plotting heart in the world. In a former, I pleaded your own family, Lord M.'s wishes particularly; and then I had not seen her: But now, I join her sake, honour's sake, motives of justice, generosity, gratitude, and humanity, which are all concern'd in the preservation of so fine a creature. -Thou knowest not the anguish I should have had (whence arising, I cannot devise), had I not known before I set out this morning, that the incomparable creature had disappointed thee in thy cursed view of getting her to admit the specious Partington for a bedfellow!
There is something so awful, and yet so sweet, in this lady's aspect [I have done nothing but talk of her ever since I saw her], that were I to have the Virtues and the Graces all drawn in one piece, they should be taken, every one of them, from different airs and attitudes in her. She was born to adorn the age she was given to, and would be an ornament to the first dignity. What a piercing, yet gentle eye, every glance, I thought, mingled with love and fear of you: What a sweet smile darting through the cloud that overspread her fair face; demonstrating, that she had more apprehensions and grief at her heart, than she cared to express!
You may think what I am going to write too flighty; but, by my faith, I have conceived such a profound reverence for her sense and judgment, that, far from thinking the man excusable who should treat her basely, I am ready to regret that such an angel of a lady should even marry. She is, in my eye, all mind: And were she to meet with a man all mind likewise, why should the charming qualities she is mistress of, be endangered? Why should such an angel be plunged so low as into the vulgar offices of domestic life? Were she mine, I should hardly wish to see her a mother, unless there were a kind of moral certainty, that minds like hers could be propagated. For why, in short, should not the work of bodies be left to mere bodies? I know, that you yourself have an opinion of this lady little less exalted than mine. Belton, Mowbray, Tourville, are all of my mind; are full of her praises; and swear, it would be a million of pities to ruin a lady, in whose fall none but devils can rejoice.
What must that merit and excellence be, that can extort this from us, free livers, like yourself, and all of us your partial friends, who have joined with you in your just resentments against the rest of her family, and offered our assistance to execute your vengeance on them? But we cannot think it reasonable, that you should punish an innocent lady, who loves you so well; and who is in your protection, and has suffered so much for you, for the faults of her relations.
And here, let me put a serious question, or two. Thinkest thou, truly admirable as this lady is, that the end thou proposest to thyself, if obtained, is answerable to the means, to the trouble thou givest thyself, and the perfidies, tricks, stratagems, and contrivances thou hast already been guilty of, and still meditatest? In every real excellence she surpasses all her sex. But in the article thou seekest to subdue her for, a mere sensualist of her sex, a Partington, a Horton, a Martin, would make a sensualist a thousand times happier than she either will or can.
Sweet are the joys that come with willingness.
And wouldst thou make her unhappy for her whole life, and thyself not happy for a single moment?
Hitherto, it is not too late; and that, perhaps, is as much as can be said, if thou meanest to preserve her esteem and good opinion, as well as person; for I think it is impossible she can get out of thy hands, now she is in this cursed house: O that damn'd hypocritical Sinclair, as thou callest her! How was it possible she should behave so speciously as she did, all the time the lady staid with us! Be honest, and marry; and be thankful, that she will condescend to have thee. If thou dost not, thou'lt be the worst of men; and will be condemned in this world and the next: As I am sure thou oughtest, and shouldest too, wert thou to be judged by one, who never before was so much touched in a woman's favour: And whom thou knowest to be
Thy partial friend,
J. Belford.
Our companions consented, that I should withdraw to write to the above effect. They can make nothing of the characters we write in; so I read this to them; and they approve of it; and of their own motion each man would set his name to it. I would not delay sending it, for fear of some detestable scheme taking place.
Thomas Belton.
Richard Mowbray.
James Tourville.
Just now are brought me both thine. I vary not my opinion, nor forbear my earnest prayers to thee in her behalf, notwithstanding her dislike of me.

### v3 LETTER LXXV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Wednesday, May 3.
When I have already taken pains to acquaint thee in full with my views, designs, and resolutions, with regard to this admirable creature, it is very extraordinary, that thou shouldst vapour as thou dost, in her behalf, when I have made no trial, no attempt: And yet, givest it as thy opinion in a former letter, that advantage may be taken of the situation she is in; and that she may be overcome.
Most of thy reflections, particularly that, which respects the difference as to the joys to be given by the Virtuous and the Libertine of the sex, are fitter to come in as after-reflections, than as antecedencies.
I own with thee, and with the poet, That sweet are the joys that come with willingness -But is to be expected, that a woman of education, and a lover of forms, will yield before she is attacked? -And have I so much as summon'd This to surrender? -I doubt not but I shall meet with difficulty. I must therefore make my first effort by surprize. -There may possibly be some cruelty necessary. But there may be consent in struggle; there may be yielding in resistance: But the first conflict over, whether the following may not be weaker and weaker, till willingness follow, is the point to be try'd. -I will illustrate what I have said by the simile of a bird new-caught. We begin with birds, as boys, and, as men, go on to ladies; and both perhaps, in turns, experience our sportive cruelty.
Hast thou not observed the charming gradations, by which the insnared volatile has been brought to bear with its new condition? How at first, refusing all sustenance, it beats and bruises itself against its wires, till it makes its gay plumage fly about, and overspread its well-secured cage. Now it gets out its head; sticking only at its beautiful shoulders: Then, with difficulty, drawing back its head, it gasps for breath, and erectedly perched, with meditating eyes, first surveys, and then attempts, its wired canopy. As it gets breath, with renew'd rage, it beats and bruises again its pretty head and sides, bites the wires, and pecks at the fingers of its delighted tamer. Till at last, finding its efforts ineffectual, quite tired and breathless, it lays itself down, and pants at the bottom of the cage, seeming to bemoan its cruel fate and forfeited liberty. And after a few days, its struggles to escape still diminishing, as it finds it to no purpose to attempt it, its new habitation becomes familiar; and it hops about from perch to perch, resumes its wonted chearfulness, and every day sings a song to amuse itself, and reward its keeper.
Now, let me tell thee, that I have known a bird actually starve itself, and die with grief, at its being caught and caged-But never did I meet with a lady who was so silly. -Yet have I heard the dear souls most vehemently threaten their own lives on such an occasion. But it is saying nothing in a woman's favour, if we do not allow her to have more sense than a bird. And yet we must all own, that it is more difficult to catch a bird than a lady.
And now, Belford, were I to go no further, how shall I know whether this sweet bird may not be brought to sing me a fine song, and, in time, to be as well contented with her condition as I have brought other birds to be; some of them very shy ones?
But I guess at thy principal motive in this thy earnestness in behalf of this charming creature. I know that thou correspondest with Lord M. who is impatient, and long has been desirous, to see me shackled. And thou wantest to build up a merit with that noble podagra-man, with a view to one of his nieces. But knowest thou not, that my consent will be wanting to complete it? -and what a commendation will it be of thee to such a girl as Charlotte, when I shall acquaint her with the affront thou puttest upon the whole sex, by asking, whether I think my reward, when I have subdued the most charming woman in the world, will be equal to my trouble? -Which, thinkest thou, a woman of spirit will soonest forgive, the undervaluing varlet who can put such a question; or him, who prefers the pursuit and conquest of a fine woman to all the joys of life? -Have I not known even a virtuous woman, as she would be thought, vow everlasting antipathy to a man, who gave out, that she was too old for him to attempt?
But another word or two, as to thy objection relating to my trouble and my reward.
Does not the keen foxhunter endanger his neck and his bones in pursuit of a vermin, which, when killed, is neither fit food for men nor dogs?
Do not the hunters of the nobler game value the venison less than the sport?
Why then should I be reflected upon, and the Sex affronted, for my patience and perseverance in the most noble of all chaces; and for not being a poacher in love, as thy question may be made to imply?
Learn of thy master, for the future, to treat more respectfully a sex that yields us our principal diversions and delights.
Proceed anon.

### v3 LETTER LXXVI.

Mr. Lovelace; In Continuation.
Well say'st thou, that mine is the most plotting heart in the world. Thou dost me honour; and I thank thee heartily. Thou art no bad judge. How like Boileau's parson, I strut behind my double chin! Am I not obliged to deserve thy compliment? -And wouldst thou have me repent of a murder before I have committed it?
The Virtues and Graces are this Lady's handmaids. 'She was certainly born to adorn the age she was given to.' -Well said, Jack-'And would be an ornament to the first dignity.' -But what praise is that, unless the first dignity were adorned with the first merit? -Dignity! gewgaw! -First dignity! Thou idiot! -Art thou, who knowest me, so taken with ermine and tinsel? -I, who have won the gold, am only fit to wear it. For the future therefore correct thy stile, and proclaim her the ornament of the happiest man, and (respecting herself and Sex) the greatest conqueror in the world.
Then, that she loves me, as thou imaginest, by no means appears clear to me. -Her conditional offers to renounce me; the little confidence she places in me; intitle me to ask, What merit can she have with a man, who won her in spight of herself; and who fairly, in set and obstinate battle, took her prisoner?
As to what thou inferrest from her eye when with us, thou knowest nothing of her heart from that, if thou imaginest, there was one glance of love shot from it. Well did I note her eye, and plainly did I see, that it was all but just civil disgust to me and to the company I had brought her into. Her early retiring that night against all intreaty, might have convinced thee, that there was very little of the gentle in her heart for me. And her eye never knew what it was to contradict her heart.
She is thou sayest, All mind. So say I. But why shouldst thou imagine, that such a mind as hers, meeting with such a one as mine; and, to dwell upon the word, meeting with an inclination in hers to meet, should not propagate minds like her own?
No doubt of it, as thou sayest, The devils would rejoice in the fall of such a lady. But this is my confidence, that I shall have it in my power to marry when I will. And if do her this justice, shall I not have a claim to her gratitude? And will she not think herself the Obliged, rather than the Obliger? Then, let me tell thee, Belford, it is impossible so far to hurt the morals of this lady, as thou and thy brother-varlets have hurt others of the Sex, who now are casting about the town firebrands and double death. -Take ye that thistle to mumble upon.
You will, perhaps, tell me, that among all the objects of your respective attempts, there was not one of the rank and merit of my charming Miss Harlowe.
But let me ask, Has it not been a constant maxim with us, that the greater the merit on the woman's side, the nobler the victory on the man's? -And as to rank, sense of honour, sense of shame, pride of family, may make rifled rank get up, and shake itself to rights: And if any thing come of it, such a one may suffer only in her pride, by being obliged to take up with a second-rate match instead of a first; and, as it may fall out, be the happier, as well as the more useful, for the misadventure; since (taken off of her public gaddings, and domesticated by her disgrace) she will have reason to think herself obliged to the man who has saved her from further reproach; while her fortune and alliance will lay an obligation upon him; and her past fall, if she have prudence and consciousness, will be his present and future security.
But a poor girl; such a one as my Rosebud for instance; having no recalls from education-Being driven out of every family that pretends to reputation; persecuted most perhaps by such as have only kept their secret better; and having no refuge to fly to- The common, the stews, the street, is the fate of such a poor wretch; penury, want, and disease, her sure attendants; and an untimely end perhaps closes the miserable scene.
And will ye not now all join to say, that it is more manly to attack a lion than a sheep? -Thou knowest, that I always illustrated my eagleship, by aiming at the noblest quarries; and by disdaining to make a stoup at wrens, phil-tits, and wagtails.
The worst, respecting myself, in the case before me, is, that my triumph, when completed, will be so glorious a one, that I shall never be able to keep up to it. All my future attempts must be poor to this. I shall be as unhappy after a while, from my reflections upon this conquest, as Don John of Austria was, in his, on the renowned victory of Lepanto, when he found, that none of his future atchievements could keep pace with his early glory.
I am sensible, that my pleas and my reasonings may be easily answer'd, and perhaps justly censured; but by whom censured? Not by any of the Confraternity, whose constant course of life, even long before I became your general, to this hour, has justified what ye now, in a fit of squeamishness, and thro' envy, condemn. Having therefore vindicated myself and my intentions to You, that is all I am at present concerned for.
Be convinced then, that I (according to our principles) am right, thou wrong; or, at least, be silent. But I command thee to be convinced. And in thy next, be sure to tell me that thou art.

### v3 LETTER LXXVII.

Mr. Belford, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;.
Edgware, Thursday, May 4.
I know that thou art so abandoned a man, that to give thee the best reasons in the world against what thou hast once resolved upon, will be but acting the madman, whom once we saw trying to buffet down a hurricane with his hat. I hope, however, that the Lady's merit will still avail her with thee. But if thou persistest; if thou wilt avenge thyself on this sweet lamb, which thou hast singled out from a flock thou hatest, for the faults of the dogs who kept it: If thou art not to be moved by beauty, by learning, by prudence, by innocence, all shining out in one charming object; but she must fall; fall by the man whom she has chosen for her protector; I would not for a thousand worlds have thy crime to answer for.
Upon my faith, Lovelace, the subject sticks with me, notwithstanding I find I have not the honour of the Lady's good opinion. And the more, when I reflect upon her father's brutal curse, and the villainous hard-heartedness of all her family. -But, nevertheless, I should be desirous to know (if thou wilt proceed) by what gradations, arts, and contrivances, thou effectest thy ingrateful purpose. -And, O Lovelace, I conjure thee, if thou art a man, let not the specious devils thou hast brought her among, be suffered to triumph over her; nor make her the victim of unmanly artifices. If she yield to fair seduction, if I may so express myself; if thou canst raise a weakness in her by love, or by arts not inhuman; I shall the less pity her. And shall then conclude, that there is not a woman in the world who can resist a bold and resolute lover.
A messenger is just now arrived from my uncle. The mortification, it seems, is got up to his knee; and the surgeons declare, that he cannot live many days. He therefore sends for me directly, with these shocking words, That I will come and close his eyes. My servant, or his, must of necessity, be in town every-day on his case, or on other affairs, and one of them shall regularly attend you for any letter or commands: And it will be charity to write to me as often as you can. For altho' I am likely to be a considerable gainer by the poor man's death, yet I can't say, that I at all love these scenes of Death and the Doctor so near me. The Doctor and Death I should have said; for that's the natural order; and, generally speaking, the one is but the harbinger to the other.
If therefore you decline to oblige me, I shall think you are displeased with my freedom. But let me tell you at the same time, that no man has a right to be displeased at freedoms taken with him for faults he is not ashamed to be guilty of.
J. Belford.

### v3 LETTER LXXVIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
I thank you and Mr. Hickman for his letter sent me with such kind expedition; and proceed to obey my dear menacing tyranness.
She then gives the particulars of what passed between herself and Mr. Lovelace, on Tuesday morning, in relation to his four friends, and to Miss Partington, pretty much to the same effect as in Mr. Lovelace's letter Numb. lxxii. And then proceeds.
He is constantly accusing me of over-scrupulousness. He says, I am always out of humour with him. That I could not have behaved more reservedly to Mr. Solmes: And that it is contrary to all his hopes and notions, that he should not, in so long a time, find himself able to inspire the person whom he hoped so soon to have the honour to call his, with the least distinguishing tenderness for him beforehand.
Silly and partial incroacher! not to know to what to attribute the reserve I am forced to treat him with. But his pride has eaten up his prudence. It is indeed a dirty low pride, that has swallowed up the true pride, which should have set him above the vanity that has over-run him. Have you not beheld the man, when I was your happy guest, as he walked to his chariot, looking about him, as if to observe what eyes his specious person and air had attracted? But indeed we have seen homely coxcombs as proud as if they had persons to be proud of; at the same time, that it was apparent, that the pains they took about themselves but the more exposed their defects. -The man who is fond of being thought more or better than he is, as I have often thought, but provokes a scrutiny into his pretensions; and that generally produces contempt. For pride, as I believe I have heretofore observed, is an infallible sign of weakness; of something wrong in the head or heart. He that exalts himself, insults his neighbour; who is provoked to question in him even that merit, which, were he modest, would perhaps be allowed to be his due.
You will say, that I am very grave: And so I am. Mr. lovelace is extremely sunk in my opinion since Monday night: Nor see I before me any thing that can afford me a pleasing hope. For what, with a mind so unequal as his, can be my best hope?
I think I mentioned to you, in my former, that my cloaths were brought me. You flutter'd me so, that I am not sure I did. But I know I design'd it. They were brought me on Thursday; but neither my few guineas with them, nor any of my books, except a Drexelius on Eternity, the good old Practice of Piety, and a Francis Spira. My brother's wit, I suppose. He thinks he does well to point out death and despair to me. I wish for the one, and every now-and-then, am on the brink of the other.
You will the less wonder at my being so very solemn, when, added to the above, and to my uncertain situation, I tell you, that they have sent me with these books a letter from my cousin Morden. It has set my heart against Mr. Lovelace. Against myself too. I send it inclosed. If you please, my dear, you may read it here.

### v3 LETTER LXXIX.

To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Florence, April 13.
I am extremely concerned to hear of a difference betwixt the rest of a family, so near and dear to me, and You still dearer to me than any of the rest.
My cousin James has acquainted me with the offers you have had, and your refusals. I wonder not at either. Such charming promises at so early an age, as when I left England; and those promises, as I have often heard, so greatly exceeded, as well in your person as mind, how much must you be admir'd! How few must there be worthy of you!
Your parents, the most indulgent in the world, to achild the most deserving, have given way, it seems, to your refusals of several gentlemen: -They have contented themselves at last to name One with earnestness to you, because of the address of Another they cannot approve of.
They had not reason, it seems, from your behaviour, to think you greatly averse; so they proceeded: -Perhaps too hastily for a delicacy like yours. But when all was fixed on their parts, and most extraordinary terms concluded in your favour; terms, which abundantly shew the gentleman's just value for you; you fly off with a warmth and vehemence little suited to that sweetness which gave grace to all your actions.
I know very little of either of the gentlemen: But of Mr. Lovelace I know more than of Mr. Solmes. I wish I could say, more to his advantage than I can. As to every qualification but one, your brother owns there is no comparison: -But That one outweighs all the rest together-It cannot be thought, that Miss Clarissa Harlowe will dispense with Morals in a husband.
What, my dearest cousin, shall I first plead to you on this occasion? Your duty, your interest, your temporal, and your eternal welfare, do, and may all depend upon this single point, The morality of a husband. A wife cannot always have it in her power to be good, or to do good, if she has a wicked husband, as a good husband may, if he has a bad wife. -You preserve all your religious regards, I understand;-I wonder not that you do: I should have wonder'd, had you not: But what can you promise yourself, as to perseverance in them, with an immoral husband?
If your parents and you differ in sentiment on this important occasion, let me ask you, my dear cousin, who ought to give way? -I own to you, that I should have thought there could not any-where have been a more suitable match for you, than with Mr. Lovelace, had he been a moral man. I should have very little to say against a man, of whose actions I am not to set up myself as a judge, did he not address my cousin. But, on this occasion, let me tell you, my dear Clarissa, that Mr. Lovelace cannot possibly deserve you. He may reform, you'll say; but he may not. Habit is not soon shook off. Libertines, who are libertines in defiance of talents, of superior lights, of conviction, hardly ever reform but by miracle, or by incapacity. Well do I know my own sex. Well am I able to judge of the probability of the reformation of a licentious young man, who has not been fasten'd upon by sickness, by affliction, by calamity: Who has a prosperous run of fortune before him: His spirits high: His will uncontroulable: The company he keeps, perhaps such as himself, confirming him in all his courses, assisting him in all his enterprizes.
As to the other gentleman, suppose, my dear cousin, you don't like him at present, it is far from being unlikely, that you will hereafter: Perhaps the more, for not liking him now. He can hardly sink lower in your opinion: He may rise. Very seldom is it, that high expectations are so much as tolerably answered. How indeed can they, when a fine and extensive imagination carries its expectation infinitely beyond reality, in the highest of our sublunary enjoyments? A lady adorn'd with such an imagination sees no defect in a favour'd object, because she is not conscious of any in herself, till it is too late to rectify the mistakes occasioned by her generous credulity.
But suppose a person of your talents were to marry a man of inferior talents; who, in this case, can be so happy in herself, as Miss Clarissa Harlowe? What delight do you take in doing good? How happily do you devote the several portions of the natural day to your own improvement, and to the advantage of all that move within your sphere? -And then such is your taste, such are your acquirements in the politer studies, and in the politer amusements; such your excellence in all the different parts of oeconomy, fit for a young lady's inspection and practice, that your friends would wish you to be taken off, as little as possible, by regards that might be called merely personal?
But as to what may be the consequence respecting yourself, respecting a young lady of your exalted talents, from the preference you are suspected to give to a libertine, I would have you, my dear cousin, consider what That may be. -A mind so pure, to mingle with a mind more impure than most of his species! Such a man as This will ingross all your solicitudes. He will perpetually fill you with anxieties for him and for yourself. The divine and civil powers defied, and their sanctions broke thro' by him, on every not merely accidental, but meditated occasion. To be agreeable to him, and to hope to preserve an interest in his affections, you must probably be obliged to abandon all your own laudable pursuits. You must enter into his pleasures and distastes: You must give up your own virtuous companions for his profligate ones: Perhaps be forsaken by yours, because of the scandal he daily gives. Can you hope, cousin, with such a man as This, to be long so good as you now are? -If not, consider, which of your present laudable delights you would choose to give up? -Which of his culpable ones to follow him in? How could you brook to go backward, instead of forward, in those duties which you now so exemplarily perform? And how do you know, if you once give way, where you shall be suffer'd, where you shall be able, to stop?
Your brother acknowleges, that Mr. Solmes is not near so agreeable in person, as Mr. Lovelace. But what is person, with such a lady as I have the honour to be now writing to? -He owns likewise, that he has not the address of Mr. Lovelace: But what a mere personal advantage is address, without morals? -A lady had better take a husband whose manners she were to fashion, than to find them ready-fashion'd to her hand, at the price of his morality; a price that is often paid for travelling accomplishments. O my dear cousin, were you but with us here at Florence, or at Rome, or at Paris (where also I resided for many months), to see the gentlemen, whose supposed rough English manners at setting out are to be polish'd, and what their improvements are in their return thro' the same places, you would infinitely prefer the man in his first stage, to the same man in his last. You find the difference on their return: Foreign fashions, foreign vices, and foreign diseases too, often complete the man, and to despise his own country and countrymen, himself still more despicable, than the most despicable of those he despises: These too generally make up, with a mixture of an unblushing effrontery, the travelled gentleman!
Mr. Lovelace, I know, deserves to have an exception made in his favour; for he is really a man of parts and learning: He was esteemed so both here and at Rome; and a fine person, and a generous turn of mind, gave him great advantages. But you need not be told, that a libertine man of sense does infinitely more mischief, than a libertine of weak parts is able to do. And this I will tell you farther, that it was Mr. Lovelace's own fault that he was not still more respected than he was, among the Literati here. There were, in short, some liberties, in which he indulged himself, that endangered his person and his liberty; and made the best and most worthy of those who honour'd him with their notice, give him up; and his stay both at Florence and at Rome shorter than he designed.
This is all I choose to say of Mr. Lovelace. I had much rather have had reason to give him a quite contrary character. But as to rakes or libertines in general, I, who know them well, must be allowed, because of the mischiefs they have always in their hearts, and too often in their power, to do your Sex, to add still a few more words upon this topic.
A Libertine, my dear cousin, a plotting, an intriguing Libertine, must be generally remorseless;- Unjust he must always be. The noble rule, of doing to others what he would have done to himself, is the first rule he breaks; and every day he breaks it; the oftener, the greater his triumph. He has great contempt for your sex: He believes no woman chaste, because he is a profligate: Every woman who favours him, confirms him in his wicked incredulity. He is always plotting to extend the mischiefs he delights in. If a woman loves such a man, how can she bear the thought of dividing her interest in his affections, with half the town, and that, perhaps, the dregs of it? -Then so sensual! -How will a young lady of your delicacy bear with so sensual a man? a man who makes a jest of his vows; and who, perhaps, will break your spirit by the most unmanly insults. To be a libertine, at setting out, all compunction, all humanity, must be overcome. To continue to be a libertine, is to continue to be every thing vile and inhuman. Prayers, tears, and the most abject submission, are but fuel to his pride: Wagering perhaps with lewd companions, and, not improbably, with lewder women, upon instances which he boasts of to them of your patient sufferings and broken spirit, and bringing them home to witness to both. I write what I know has been.
I mention not fortunes squander'd, estates mortgaged or sold, and posterity robb'd: Nor yet a multitude of other evils, too gross, too shocking, to be mentioned to a delicacy like yours.
All these, my dear cousin, to be shunn'd, all the evils I have named to be avoided; the power of doing all the good you have been accustomed to do, preserved, nay, increased, by the separate provision that will be made for you: Your charming diversions, and exemplary employments all maintained; and every good habit perpetuated: And all by one sacrifice, the fading pleasure of the eye: Who would not (since every thing is not to be met with in one man; who would not) to preserve so many essentials, give up so light, so unpermanent a pleasure?
Weigh all these things, which I might insist upon to more advantage, did I think it needful to one of your prudence: Weigh them well, my beloved cousin; and if it be not the will of your parents that you should continue single, resolve to oblige them; and let it not be said, that the powers of fancy shall (as in many others of your sex) be too hard for your duty and your prudence. The less agreeable the man, the more obliging the compliance. Remember, that he is a sober man: A man who has reputation to lose, and whose reputation therefore is a security for his good behaviour to you.
You have an opportunity offer'd you, to give the highest instance that can be given, of filial duty: - Embrace it; it is worthy of you; it is expected from you; however, for your inclination sake, one may be sorry that you are called upon to give it. Let it be said, that you have been able to lay an obligation upon your parents (A proud word, my cousin!) which you could not do, were it not laid against your inclination! -Upon parents, who have laid a thousand upon you: Who are set upon this point: Who will not give it up: Who have given up many points to you, even of this very nature: And in their turn, for the sake of their own authority, as well as judgment, expect to be obliged.
I hope I shall soon, in person, congratulate you upon This your meritorious compliance. To settle and give up my trusteeship, is one of the principal motives of my leaving these parts. I shall be glad to settle it, to every one's satisfaction; to Yours particularly. If on my arrival I find a happy union, as formerly, reign in a family so dear to me, it will be an unspeakable pleasure to me; and I shall perhaps so dispose my affairs, as to be near you for ever.
I have written a very long letter, and will add no more, than that I am, with the greatest respect, my dearest cousin,
Your most affectionate and faithful servant,
Wm. Morden.
I will suppose, my dear Miss Howe, that you have read my cousin's letter. It is now in vain to wish it had come sooner. But if it had, I might perhaps have been so rash as to give Mr. Lovelace the fatal meeting, as I little thought of going off with him.
But I should hardly have given him the expectation of so doing, previous to the meeting, which made him come prepared; and the revocation of which he so artfully made ineffectual.
Persecuted as I was, and little expecting so much condescension, as my aunt, to my great mortification, has told me (and you confirm) that I should have met with, it is, however, hard to say, what I should or should not have done, as to meeting him, had it come in time: But this effect I verily believe it would have had,-To have made me insist with all my might, on going over, out of all their ways, to the kind writer of the instructive letter, and made a father, a protector, as well as a friend, of a cousin, who is one of my trustees. This, circumstanced as I was, would have been a natural, at least an unexceptionable protection. -But I was to be unhappy! And how it cuts me to the heart to think, that I can already subscribe to my cousin's character of a libertine, so well drawn in the letter which I suppose you now to have read!
That such a vile character, which ever was my abhorrence, should fall to my lot! -But depending on my own strength; having no reason to apprehend danger from headstrong and disgraceful impulses, I too little, perhaps, cast up my eyes to the Supreme Director: In whom, mistrusting myself, I ought to have placed my whole confidence! -And the more, when I saw myself so persistingly addressed by a man of this character.
Inexperience and presumption, with the help of a brother and sister, who have low ends to answer in my disgrace, have been my ruin! -A hard word, my dear! But I repeat it upon deliberation: Since, let the best happen, which now can happen, my reputation is destroyed; a Rake is my portion: And what That portion is, my cousin Morden's letter has acquainted you.
Pray keep it by you, till called for. I saw it not myself (having not the heart to inspect my trunks) till this morning. I would not for the world This man should see it; because it might occasion mischief between the most violent spirit, and the most settled brave one, in the world, as my cousin's is said to be.
This letter was inclosed (opened) in a blank cover. Scorn and detest me as they will, I wonder that one line was not sent with it-were it but to have more particularly pointed the design of it, in the same generous spirit, that sent me the Spira. The sealing of the cover was with black wax. I hope there is no new occasion in the family to give reason for black wax. But if there were, it would, to be sure, have been mention'd, and laid at my door-perhaps too justly!
I had begun a letter to my cousin; but laid it by, because of the uncertainty of my situation, and expecting every-day, for several days' past, to be at a greater certainty. You bid me write to him, some time ago, you know. Then it was I began it: For I have great pleasure in obeying you in all I may. So I ought to have; for you are the only friend left me: And moreover, you generally honour me with your own observance of the advice I take the liberty to offer you: For I pretend to say, I give better advice than I have taken. And so I had need. For, I know not how it comes about, but I am, in my own opinion, a poor lost creature: And yet cannot charge myself with one criminal or faulty inclination. Do you know, my dear, how This can be?
Yet I can tell you how, I believe: -One devious step at setting out! -That must be It: -Which pursued, has led me so far out of my path, that I am in a wilderness of doubt and error; and never, never, shall find my way out of it: For, altho' but one pace awry at first, it has led me hundreds and hundreds of miles out of my path: And the poor estray has not one kind friend, nor has met with one directing passenger, to help her to recover it.
But I, presumptuous creature! I must rely so much upon my own knowlege of the right path!-little apprehending that an ignis fatuus with its false fires (and yet I had heard enough of such) would arise to mislead me! -And now, in the midst of fens and quagmires, it plays around me, and around me, throwing me back again, whenever I think myself in the right track. -But there is one common point, in which all shall meet, err widely as they may. In That I shall be laid quietly down at last: And then will all my calamities be at an end.
But how I stray again; stray from my intention! I would only have said, that I had begun a letter to my cousin Morden some time ago: But that, now, I can never end it. You will believe I cannot: For how shall I tell him, that all his compliments are misbestowed: That all his advice is thrown away: All his warnings vain: And that even my highest expectation is to be the wife of that free liver, whom he so pathetically warns me to shun?
Let me, however, have your prayers joined with my own, (my fate depending, as it seems, upon the lips of such a man), 'That, whatever shall be my destiny, That dreadful part of my father's malediction, That I may be punished by the man in whom he supposes I put my confidence, may not take place! That This for Mr. Lovelace's own sake, and for the sake of human nature, may not be! -Or, if it be necessary, in support of the parental authority, that I should be punished by him, that it may not be by his premeditated or wilful baseness; but that I may be able to acquit his intention, if not his action!' Otherwise, my fault will appear to be doubled in the eye of the event judging world. And yet, methinks, I would be glad, that the unkindness of my father and uncles, whose hearts have already been too much wounded by my error, may be justify'd in every article, excepting in this heavy curse: And that my father will be pleased to withdraw That, before it be generally known, at least that most dreadful part of it, which regards futurity!
I must lay down my pen: I must brood over these reflections: Once more, before I inclose my cousin's letter, I will peruse it: And then I shall have it by heart.
END of Vol. 3.

### Vol. 4

### THE Editor to the READER.

If it may be thought reasonable to criticise the Public Taste, in what are generally supposed to be Works of mere Amusement; or modest to direct its Judgment, in what is offered for its Entertainment; I would beg leave to introduce the following Sheets with a few cursory Remarks, that may lead the common Reader into some tolerable conception of the nature of this Work, and the design of its Author.
The close connexion which every Individual has with all that relates to Man in general, strongly inclines us to turn our observation upon human affairs, preferably to other attentions, and impatiently to wait the progress and issue of them. But, as the course of human actions is too slow to gratify our inquisitive curiosity, observant men very easily contrived to satisfy its rapidity, by the invention of History. Which, by recording the principal circumstances of past facts, and laying them close together, in a continued narration, kept the mind from languishing, and gave constant exercise to its reflections.
But as it commonly happens, that in all indulgent refinements on our satisfactions, the Procurers to our pleasures run into excess; so it happened here. Strict matters of fact, how delicately soever dressed up, soon grew too simple and insipid to a taste stimulated by the Luxury of Art: They wanted something of more poignancy to quicken and enforce a jaded appetite. Hence the original of the first barbarous Romances, abounding with this false provocative of uncommon, extraordinary, and miraculous Adventures.
But satiety, in things unnatural, soon brings on disgust. And the Reader, at length, began to see, that too eager a pursuit after Adventures had drawn him from what first engaged his attention, Man and his Ways, into the Fairy Walks of Monsters and Chimeras. And now those who had run farthest after these delusions, were the first that recovered themselves. For the next Species of Fiction, which took its name from its novelty, was of Spanish invention. These presented us with something of Humanity; but of Humanity in a stiff unnatural state. For, as every thing before was conducted by Inchantment; so now all was managed by Intrigue. And tho' it had indeed a kind of Life, it had yet, as in its infancy, nothing of Manners. On which account, those, who could not penetrate into the ill constitution of its plan, yet grew disgusted at the dryness of the Conduct, and want of ease in the Catastrophe.
The avoiding these defects gave rise to the Heroical Romances of the French; in which some celebrated Story of antiquity was so stained and polluted by modern fable and invention, as was just enough to shew, that the contrivers of them neither knew how to lye, nor speak truth. In these voluminous extravagances, Love and Honour supplied the place of Life and Manners. But the over-refinement of Platonic sentiments always sinks into the dross and feces of that Passion. For in attempting a more natural representation of it, in the little amatory Novels, which succeeded these heavier Volumes, tho' the Writers avoided the dryness of the Spanish Intrigue, and the extravagance of the French Heroism, yet, by too natural a representation of their Subject, they opened the door to a worse evil than a corruption of Taste; and that was, A corruption of Heart.
At length, this great People (to whom, it must be owned, all Science has been infinitely indebted) hit upon the true Secret, by which alone a deviation from strict fact, in the commerce of Man, could be really entertaining to an improved mind, or useful to promote that Improvement. And this was by a faithful and chaste copy of real Life and Manners: In which some of their late Writers have greatly excelled.
It was on this sensible Plan, that the Author of the following Sheets attempted to please, in an Essay, which had the good fortune to meet with success: That encouragement engaged him in the present Design: In which his sole object being Human Nature, he thought himself at liberty to draw a Picture of it in that light which would shew it with most strength of Expression; tho' at the expence of what such as read merely for Amusement, may fancy can be ill-spared, the more artificial composition of a story in one continued Narrative.
He has therefore told his Tale in a Series of Letters, supposed to be written by the Parties concerned, as the circumstances related, passed. For this juncture afforded him the only natural opportunity that could be had, of representing with any grace those lively and delicate impressions which Things present are known to make upon the minds of those affected by them. And he apprehends, that, in the study of Human Nature, the knowlege of those apprehensions leads us farther into the recesses of the Human Mind, than the colder and more general reflections suited to a continued and more contracted Narrative.
This is the nature and purport of his Attempt. Which, perhaps, may not be so well or generally understood. For if the Reader seeks here for Strange Tales, Love Stories, Heroical Adventures, or, in short, for any thing but a Faithful Picture of Nature in Private Life, he had better be told beforehand the likelihood of his being disappointed. But if he can find Use or Entertainment; either Directions for his Conduct, or Employment for his Pity, in a History of Life and Manners, where, as in the World itself, we find Vice, for a time, triumphant, and Virtue in distress, an idle hour or two, we hope, may not be unprofitably lost.

### v4 LETTER I.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday Night, May 7.
When you reflect upon my unhappy situation, which is attended with so many indelicate and even shocking circumstances, some of which my pride will not let me think of with patience; all aggravated by the contents of my cousin's affecting letter; you will not wonder, that the vapourishness which has laid hold of my heart, should rise to my pen. And yet it would be more kind, more friendly in me, to conceal from you, who take such a generous interest in my concerns, that worst part of my griefs, which communication and complaint cannot relieve.
But to whom can I unbosom myself but to you? - When the man who ought to be my protector, as he has brought upon me all my distresses, adds to my apprehensions; when I have not even a servant on whose fidelity I can rely, or to whom I can break my griefs as they arise; and when his bountiful temper and gay heart, attach every one to him; and I am but a cypher, to give him significance, and myself pain? - These griefs, therefore, do what I can, will sometimes burst into tears; and these mingling with my ink, will blot my paper. -And I know you will not grudge me the temporary relief.
But I shall go on in the strain I left off with in my last; when I intended rather to apologize for my melancholy. But let what I have above written, once for all, be my apology. My misfortunes have given you a call to discharge the noblest offices of the friendship we have vowed to each other, in advice and consolation, and it would be an injury to it, and to you, to suppose it needed even that call.
She then tells Miss Howe, that now her cloaths are come, Mr. Lovelace is continually teazing her to go abroad with him in a coach, attended by whom she pleases of her own sex; either for the air, or to the public diversions.
She gives the particulars of a conversation that has passed between them on that subject, and his several proposals. But takes notice, that he says not the least word of the solemnity which he so much pressed upon her before they came to town; and which, as she observes, was necessary to give propriety to his proposals.
Now, my dear, says she, I cannot bear the life I live. I would be glad at my heart to be out of his reach. If I were, he should soon see the difference. If I must be humbled, it had better be by those to whom I owe duty, than by him. My aunt writes in her letter, that She dare not propose any thing in my favour. Your tell me, that, upon inquiry, you find, that, had I not been unhappily seduced away, a change of measures was actually resolved upon; and that my mamma, particularly, was determined to exert herself, for the restoration of the family peace; and, in order to succeed the better, had thoughts of trying to engage my uncle Harlowe in her party.
Let me build on these foundations. -I can but try, my dear. -It is my duty to try all probable methods to restore the poor outcast to favour. -And who knows but that once indulgent uncle, who has very great weight in the family, may be induced to interpose in my behalf? -I will give up all right and title to my grandfather's bequests, with all my heart and soul, to whom they shall think fit, in order to make my proposal palatable to my brother. And that my surrender may be effectual, I will engage never to marry.
What think you, my dear, of this expedient? Surely they cannot resolve to renounce me for ever. If they look with impartial eyes upon what has happened, they will have something to blame themselves for, as well as me.
I presume, that you will be of opinion, that this expedient is worth trying. But here is my difficulty; If I should write, my hard-hearted brother has so strongly confederated every-body against me, that my letter would be handed about from one to another, till he had hardened every one to refuse my request; whereas, could my uncle be engaged to espouse my cause, as from himself, I should have some hope; as I presume to think he would soon have my mother, and my aunt, of his party.
What therefore I am thinking of, is this. -Suppose Mr. Hickman, whose good character has gained him every-body's respect, should put himself in my uncle Harlowe's way? And as if, from your knowlege of the state of things between Mr. Lovelace and me, assure him not only of the above particulars, but that I am under no obligations, that shall hinder me from taking his directions?
I submit the whole to your discretion, whether to pursue it at all, or in what manner. But if it be pursued, and if my uncle refuses to interest himself in my favour, upon Mr. Hickman's application, as from you (for so, for obvious reasons, it must be put), I can then have no hope; and my next step, in the mind I am in, shall be, to throw myself into the protection of the ladies of his family.
It were an impiety to adopt the following lines, because it would be throwing upon the decrees of Providence a fault too much my own. But often do I revolve them, for the sake of the general similitude which they bear to my unhappy, yet undesigned error.
To you, great gods! I make my last appeal:
Or clear my virtues, or my crimes reveal.
If wand'ring in the maze of life I run,
And backward tread the steps I sought to shun,
Impute my errors to your own decree;
My Feet are guilty; but my Heart is free.
Miss Harlowe dates again on Monday, to let Miss Howe know, that Mr. Lovelace, on observing her uneasiness, had introduced to her Mr. Mennell, Mrs. Fretchville's kinsman, who managed all her affairs [a young officer of sense and politeness, she calls him]; and who gave her an account of the house and furniture, to the same effect that Mr. Lovelace had done before; as also of the melancholy way Mrs. Fretchville is in.
She tells Miss Howe, how extremely urgent Mr. Lovelace was with the gentleman, to get his spouse (as he now always calls her before company) a sight of the house: And that Mr. Mennell undertook that very afternoon to shew her all of it, except the apartment Mrs. Fretchville should be in, when she went. But that she chose not to take another step till she knew how she approved of her scheme to have her uncle sounded; and what success, if try'd, it would be attended with.
Mr. Lovelace, in his humourous way, gives his friend an account of the Lady's peevishness and dejection, on receiving a letter with her cloaths. He regrets that he has lost her confidence; which he attributes to bringing her into the company of his four companions. Yet he thinks he must excuse them, and censure her for over-niceness; for that he never saw men behave better, at least not them.
Mentioning his introducing Mr. Mennell to her, 'Now, Jack, says he, was it not very kind of Mr. Mennell, Captain Mennell, I sometimes called him (for among the military men there is no such officer, thou knowest, as a Lieutenant or an Ensign): Was it not very kind in him, to come along with me so readily as he did, to satisfy my beloved about the vapourish lady and the house?'
'But who is Captain Mennell, methinks thou askest? I never heard of such a man as Captain Mennell.'
'Very likely. But knowest thou not young Newcomb, honest Doleman's nephew?'
'O-ho! Is it he?'
'It is. And I have chang'd his name by virtue of my own single authority. Knowest thou not, that I am a great name-father? Preferments I bestow, both military and civil. I give estates, and take them away at my pleasure. Quality too I create. And by a still more valuable prerogative, I degrade by virtue of my own imperial will, without any other act of forfeiture than my own convenience. What a poor thing is a monarch to me!'
'But Mennell, now he has seen this angel of a woman, has qualms; that's the devil! -I shall have enough to do to keep him right. But it is the less wonder, that he should stagger, when a few hours conversation with the same lady could make four much more harden'd varlets find hearts. -Only, that I am confident, that I shall at last reward her virtue, if her virtue overcome me, or I should find it impossible to persevere. -For at times, I have confounded qualms myself. But say not a word of them to the Confiaternity: Nor laugh at me for them thyself.'
In another letter, dated Monday night, he tells his friend, That the lady keeps him at such distance, that he is sure something is going on between her and Miss Howe, notwithstanding the prohibition from Mrs. Howe to both; and as he has thought it some degree of merit in himself to punish others for their transgressions, he thinks both these girls punishable for the breach of parental injunctions. And as to their letter-carrier, he has been inquiring into his way of living; and finding him to be a common poacher, a deer-stealer, and warren-robber, who, under pretence of higgling, deals with a set of customers, who constantly take all he brings, whether fish, fowl, or venison, he holds himself justify'd (since Wilson's conveyance must at present be sacred) to have him stript and robbed, and what money he has about him given to the poor; since, if he take not money as well as letters, he shall be suspected.
'To serve one's self, says he, and punish a villain at the same time, is serving public and private. The law was not made for such a man as me. And I must come at correspondencies so disobediently carried on.
'But, on second thoughts, if I could find out, that the dear creature carried any of her letters in her pockets, I can get her to a play or to a concert, and she may have the misfortune to lose her pockets.
'But how shall I find this out; since her Dorcas knows no more of her dressing or undressing than her Lovelace? For she is dressed for the day, before she appears even to her servant. -Vilely suspicious! -Upon my soul, Jack, a suspicious temper is a punishable temper. If a lady suspects a rogue in an honest man, is it not enough to make the honest man who knows it, a rogue?
'But as to her pockets, I think my mind hankers after them, as the less mischievous attempt. -But they cannot hold all the letters that I should wish to see. And yet a woman's pockets are half as deep as she is high. Ty'd round them as ballast bags, I presume, lest the wind, as they move with full sail, from whale-ribb'd canvas, should blow away the gypsies.'
He then, in apprehension, that something is meditating between the two ladies, or that something may be set on foot to get Miss Harlowe out of his hands, relates several of his contrivances, and boasts of his instructions given in writing to Dorcas and to his servant Wil. Summers; and says, that he has provided against every possible accident, even to bring her back, if she should escape, or in case she should go abroad, and then refuse to return; and hopes so to manage, as that, should he make an attempt, whether he succeed in it, or not, he may have a pretence to detain her.
He orders Dorcas to cultivate by all means her lady's favour; to lament her incapacity as to writing and reading; to shew her lady letters from pretended country relations, and beg her advice how to answer them, and to get them answer'd; to be always aiming at scrawling with a pen, lest inky fingers should give suspicions. And says, that he has given her an ivory-leaved pocket-book, with a silver pencil, that she may make memoranda on occasion.
The lady has already, he says, at Mrs. Sinclair's motion, removed her cloaths out of the trunks they came in, into an ample mahogany repository, where they will lie at full length, and which has drawers in it for linen. -'A repository, says he, that used to hold the richest suits which some of the nymphs put on, when they are to be dressed out, to captivate or to ape quality. For many a countess, thou knowest, has our mother equipp'd; nay, two or three duchesses, who live upon quality-terms with their lords. But this to such as will come up to her price, and can make an appearance like quality themselves on the occasion: For the reputation of persons of birth must not lie at the mercy of every under-degreed sinner.
'A master-key which will open every lock in this chest, is put into Dorcas's hands; and she is to take care, when she searches for papers, before she removes any thing, to observe how it lies, that she may replace all to a hair. Sally and Polly can occasionally help to transcribe. Slow and sure with such a lady must be all my movements.
'It is impossible that one so young and so inexperienced can have all her caution from herself; the behaviour of the women so unexceptionable; no revellings, no company ever admitted into this inner-house; all genteel, quiet, and easy, in it; the nymphs well-bred, and well-read; her first disgusts to the old one got over. -It must be Miss Howe therefore, who once was in danger of being taken in by one of our class, by honest Sir George Colmar, as thou hast heard, that makes my progress difficult.'
Thou seest, Belford, by the above precautionaries, that I forget nothing. As the song says, it is not to be imagin'd
On what slight strings
Depend those things,
On which men build their glory!
'So far, so good. I shall never let my goddess rest till I have first discover'd where she puts her letters, and next till I have got her to a play, to a concert, or to take an airing with me of a day, or so.
'I gave thee just now some of my contrivances. Dorcas, who is ever attentive to all her lady's motions, has given me some instances of her mistress's precautions. She wafers her letters, it seems, in two places; pricks the wafers; and then seals upon them. No doubt but those brought hither are taken the same care of. And she always examines the seals of the latter before she opens them. I must, I must, come at them. This difficulty augments my curiosity. Strange, so much as she writes, and at all hours, that not one sleepy or forgetful moment has offer'd in our favour!
'A fair contention, thou seest. Do not thou therefore reproach me for endeavouring to take advantage of her tender years. Credulity she has none. Am not I a young fellow, myself? As to her fortune, that's out of the question; fortune never had any other attractions for me, than to stimulate me on; and this, as I have elsewhere said, for motives not ignoble. As to beauty; pr'ythee, Jack, do thou, to spare my modesty, make a comparison between my Clarissa for a woman, and thy Lovelace for a man! -The only point that can admit of debate, as I conceive, is, who has most wit, most circumspection: And that is what remains to be try'd.
'A sad life, however, for the poor lady to live, as well as for me; that is to say, if she be not naturally jealous. If she be, her uneasiness is constitutional, and she cannot help it; nor will it, in that case, hurt her. For a suspicious temper will make occasions for doubt, if none were to offer to her hand; and so my fair one is obliged to me for saving her the trouble of studying for these occasions. -But after all, the plain way in every affair of the human life is the best, I believe. But it is not given me to choose it. Nor am I singular in the pursuit of the more intricate paths; since there are thousands and ten thousands, besides me, who had rather fish in troubled waters than in smooth.'

### v4 LETTER II.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;.
Tuesday, May 9.
I am a very unhappy fellow. This lady is said to to be one of the sweetest-temper'd creatures in the world: And so I thought her. But to me, she is one of the most perverse. I never was supposed to be an ill-natur'd puppy neither. How can it be? I imagin'd for a long while, that we were born to make each other happy: But, quite the contrary; we really seem to be sent to plague one another.
I will write a Comedy, I think. I have a title ready; and that's half the work. The Quarrelsome Lovers. 'Twill do. There's something new and striking in it. Yet, more or less, all lovers quarrel. Old Terence has taken notice of that; and observes upon it, That lovers falling-out occasions lovers falling-in; and a better understanding of course. 'Tis natural that it should be so. But with us, we fall-out so often, without falling in once; and a second quarrel so generally happens before a first is made up; that it is hard to guess what event our loves will be attended with. But Shakespeare says;
-Came what come may,
Patience and time run thro' the roughest day.
And that shall be my comfort. No man living bears crosses better than myself: But then they must be of my own making: And even This is a great merit, and a great excellence, think what thou wilt: Since most of the troubles, which fall to the lot of mortals, are brought upon themselves, either by their too large desires, or too little deserts. But I shall make myself a common man by-and-by: Which is what no one yet ever thought me. I will now lead to the occasion of this preamble.
I had been out. On my return, meeting Dorcas on the stairs-Your lady in her chamber, Dorcas? In he dining-room, Sir: And if ever you hope for an opportunity to come at a letter, it must be now. For at her feet I saw one lie, which, by its open'd folds, she has been reading, with a little parcel of others she is now busied with. All pulled out of her pocket, as I believe: So, Sir, you'll know where to find them another time.
I was ready to leap for joy, and instantly resolved to bring forward an expedient which I had held in petto; and entering into the dining-room, with an air of transport, I boldly clasped my arms about her, as she sat (she huddling up her papers in her handkerchief all the time, the dropt paper unseen): O my dearest life, a lucky expedient have Mr. Mennell and I hit upon, just now. In order to hasten Mrs. Fretchville to quit the house, I have agreed, if you approve of it, to entertain her cook, her housemaid, and two men-servants (about whom she was very solicitous), till you are provided to your mind. And that no accommodations may be wanted, I have consented to take the houshold linen at an appraisement.
I am to pay down 500 l. and the remainder as soon as the bills can be look'd up, and the amount of them adjusted. Thus will you have a charming house intirely ready to receive you, and any of my friends. They will soon be with you: They will not permit you long to suspend my happy day. -And that nothing may be wanting to gratify your utmost punctilio, I will till then consent to stay here at Mrs. Sinclair's, while you reside at your new house; and leave the rest to your own generosity.
O my beloved creature, will not this be agreeable to you? I am sure it will-It must-And clasping her closer to me, I gave her a more fervent kiss than ever I had dared to give her before: But still let not my ardor overcome my discretion; for I took care to set my foot upon the letter, and scraped it farther from her, as it were behind her chair.
She was in a passion at the liberty I took. Bowing low, I begg'd her pardon; and, stooping still lower, in the same motion, took it up, and whipt it in my bosom.
Pox on me, for a puppy, a fool, a blockhead, a clumsy varlet, and a mere Jack Belford! -I thought myself a much cleverer fellow than I am! -Why could I not have been followed in by Dorcas; who might have taken it up, while I addressed her lady?
For here, the letter being unfolded, I could not put it into my bosom, without alarming her ears, as my sudden motion did her eyes. -Up she flew in a moment: Traitor! Judas! her eyes flashing lightning, and a perturbation in her eager countenance, so charming! -What have you taken up? -And then, what for both my ears I durst not to have done to her, she made no scruple to seize the stolen letter, tho' in my bosom.
Beg-pardon apologies were all that now remained for me, on so palpable a detection. I clasped her hand, which had hold of the ravish'd paper, between mine: O my beloved creature! can you think I have not some curiosity? Is it possible you can be thus for ever employed; and I, loving narrative letter-writing above every other species of writing, and admiring your talent that way, should not (thus upon the dawn of my happiness, as I presume to hope) burn with a desire to be admitted into so sweet a correspondence.
Let go my hand!-stamping with her pretty foot: How dare you, Sir! -At this rate, I see-Too plainly I see-And more she could not say: But, gasping, was ready to faint, with passion and affright; the devil a bit of her accustomed gentleness to be seen in her charming face, or to be heard in her musical voice.
Having gone thus far, loth, very loth was I to lose my prize-Once more, I got hold of the rumpled-up letter! -Impudent man! were her words: Stamping again: For God's sake, then it was! -I let go my prize, lest she should faint away: But had the pleasure first to find my hand within both hers, she trying to open my reluctant fingers. How near was my heart, at that moment, to my hand, throbbing to my fingers ends, to be thus familiarly, altho' angrily, treated by the charmer of my soul!
When she had got it in her possession, she flew to the door: I threw myself in her way, shut it, and, in the humblest manner, besought her to forgive me: And yet do you think the Harlowe-hearted charmer would; notwithstanding the agreeable annunciation I came in with? -No, truly! but pushing me rudely from the door, as if I had been nothing (yet do I love to try, so innocently to try, her strength too!); she gaining that force through passion, which I had lost through fear; and out she shot to her own apartment [Thank my stars she could fly no further!]; and as soon as she enter'd it, in a passion still, she double-locked and double-bolted herself in. -This my comfort, on reflection, that, upon a greater offence, it cannot be worse!
I retreated to my own apartment, with my heart full. And, my man Will. not being near me, gave myself a plaguy knock on the forehead, with my double fist.
And now is my charmer shut up from me: Refusing to see me; refusing her meals: Resolves not to see me, that's more;-Never again, if she can help it.
In the mind she is in-I hope she has said. The dear creatures, whenever they quarrel with their humble servants, should always remember this saving clause, that they may not be forsworn.
But thinkest thou that I will not make it the subject of one of my first plots, to inform myself of the reason why all this commotion was necessary on so slight an occasion, as this would have been, were not the letters that pass between these ladies of a treasonable nature?
Wednesday Morning.
No admission to breakfast, any more than to supper. I wish this lady is not a simpleton, after all. -I have sent up in Capt. Mennell's name. A message from Capt. Mennell, Madam.
It won't do! -She is of a baby age: She cannot be-a Solomon, I was going to say, in every thing. Solomon, Jack, was the wisest man: -But didst ever hear who was the wisest woman? -I want a comparison for this lady: Cunning women and witches, we read of without number. But I fancy wisdom never entered into the character of a woman. It is not a requisite of the Sex. Women, indeed, make better sovereigns than men: But why is that? -Because the women sovereigns are governed by men; the men sovereigns by women: -Charming by my soul! For hence we guess at the rudder by which both are governed. Yet, sorry puppy as thou art, thou makest light of me for my attachment to this Sex; and even of my ardors to the most excellent one of it!-
But to put wisdom out of the question, and to take running in: That is to say, To consider woman as a woman; what shall we do, if this lady has something extraordinary in her head? -Repeated charges has she given for Wilson, by a particular messenger, to send any letter directed for her, the moment it comes.
I must keep a good look-out. She is not now afraid of her brother's plot. I shan't be at all surprized, if Singleton calls upon Miss Howe, as the only person who knows, or is likely to know, where Miss Harlowe is; pretending to have affairs of importance, and of particular service to her, if he can but be admitted to her speech. Of compromise, who knows, from her brother?
Then will Miss Howe warn her to keep close; then will my protection be again necessary. This will do, I believe. Any thing from Miss Howe must.
Joseph Leman is a vile fellow with her, and my implement. Joseph, honest Joseph, as I call him, may hang himself. I have play'd him off enough, and have very little further use for him. No need to wear one plot to the stumps, when I can find new ones every hour.
Nor blame me for the use I make of my talents. Who, that had such, would let 'em be idle?
Well then, I will find a Singleton; that's all I have to do.
Instantly find one! -Will.-
Sir-
This moment call me hither thy cousin Paul Wheatly, just come from sea, whom thou wert recommending to my service, if I were to marry and keep a pleasure-boat.
Presto-Will.'s gone! -Paul will be here presently! -Presently will he be gone to Mrs. Howe's. -If Paul be Singleton's mate, coming from his captain, it will do as well as if it were Singleton himself.
Sally, a little devil, often reproaches me with the slowness of my proceedings. But in a play, does not the principal entertainment lie in the first four acts? Is not all in a manner over, when you come to the fifth? And what a vultur of a man must he be, who sowses upon his prey, and in the same moment trusses and devours?
But to own the truth, I have overplotted myself. To make my work secure, as I thought, I have frighted the dear creature with my four Hottentots, and I shall be a long time, I doubt, before I can recover my lost ground. And then these cursed folks at Harlowe-Place have made her out of humour with me, with herself, and with all the world, but Miss Howe, who, no doubt, is continually adding difficulties to my other difficulties. And then I am very unwilling to have recourse to measures which these daemons below are continually urging me to take. And the rather, as I am sure, that, at last, she must be legally mine. One complete trial over, and I think I will do her noble justice.
Well, Paul's gone! -Gone already! -Has all his lessons! -A notable fellow! -Lord W.'s necessary man was Paul before he went to sea. A more sensible rogue Paul than Joseph! -Not such a pretender to piety neither, as the other. At what a price have I bought that Joseph! -I had two to buy, in him- His conscience, as well as the man. -I believe I must punish the rascal at last: But must let him marry first: Then (tho' that may be punishment enough), as I bribed two at once in one man, I shall punish two at once in the man and his wife. -And how richly does Betty deserve it for her behaviour to my goddess?
But now I hear the rusty hinges of my Beloved's door give me creaking invitation. My heart creaks and throbs with respondent trepidations: Whimsical enough tho'! For what relation has a lover's heart to a rusty pair of hinges? -But they are the hinges that open and shut the door of my Beloved's bed-chamber! -Relation enough in that!
I hear not the door shut again. I shall have her commands I hope anon. -What signifies her keeping me thus at a distance? -She must be mine, let me do or offer what I will. Courage whenever I assume, all is over: For should she think of escaping from hence, whither can she fly to avoid me? Her parents will not receive her: Her uncles will not entertain her: Her beloved Norton is in their direction, and cannot: Miss Howe dare not: She has not one friend in town but me: Is intirely a stranger to the town. And what then is the matter with me, that I should be thus unaccountably over-awed and tyrannized over, by a dear creature, who wants only to know how impossible it is that she should escape me, in order to be as humble to me, as she is to her persecuting relations?
Should I even make the grand attempt, and fail, and should she hate me for it, her hatred can be but temporary. She has already incurred the censure of the world. She must therefore choose to be mine, for the sake of soldering up her reputation in the eye of that impudent world. For, who that knows me, and knows that she has been in my power, tho' but for twenty-four hours, will think her spotless as to fact, let her inclination be what it will? -And then human nature is such a well-known rogue, that every man and woman judges by what each knows of themselves, that inclination is no more to be trusted, where an opportunity is given, than I am; especially where a woman young and blooming loves a man well enough to go off with him; for such will be the world's construction in the present case.
She calls her maid Dorcas. No doubt, that I may hear her harmonious voice, and to give me an opportunity to pour out my soul at her feet; to renew all my vows; and to receive her pardon for the past offence: And then, with what pleasure shall I begin upon a new score; and afterwards wipe out that; and begin another, and another; till the last offence passes; and there can be no other. And once, after that, to be forgiven, will be to be forgiven for ever.
The door is again shut. Dorcas tells me, that she denies to admit me to dine with her, as I had ordered her to request for me next time she saw her. Not uncivilly, however, denies. Coming to by degrees! Nothing but the last offence, the honest wench tells me, in the language of her principals below, will do with her. The last offence is meditating. Yet this vile recreant heart of mine plays me booty. -But here I conclude; tho' the tyranness leaves me nothing to do, but read, write, and fret.
Subscription is formal between us. Besides, I am so totally hers, that I cannot say, how much I am thine, or any other person's.

### v4 LETTER III.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe; To Miss Howe.
Tuesday, May 9.
If, my dear, you approve of the application to my uncle Harlowe, I wish it may be made as soon as possible. We are quite out again. I have shut myself up from him. The offence indeed not very great -And yet it is too: He had like to have got a letter. One of yours. But never will I write again, or re-peruse my papers, in an apartment where he thinks himself intitled to come. He did not read a line of it. Indeed he did not. So don't be uneasy: And depend upon future caution.
Thus it was. The sun being upon my closet, and Mr. Lovelace abroad-
She then gives Miss Howe an account of his coming in by surprize upon her: of his fluttering speech: of his bold address: of her struggle with him for the letter, &c.
And now, my dear, proceeds she, I am more and more convinced, that I am too much in his power to make it prudent to stay with him. And if my friends will but give me hope-Till I can know whether they will or not, I must do what I never studied to do before in any case-that is, try to keep this difference open: And yet it will make me look little in my own eyes; because I shall mean by it more than I can own. But this is one of the consequences of a step which will be ever deplored by
Your Clarissa Harlowe.

### v4 LETTER IV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Wednesday, May 10.
I much approve of your resolution to leave this man, if you can have any encouragement from your uncle. And the rather, as I have heard but within these two hours some well-attested stories of him, that shew him to be one of the worst of men as to our Sex. I do assure you, my dear friend, that had he a dozen lives, if all I have heard be true, he might have forfeited them all, and been dead twenty crimes ago.
If ever you condescend to talk familiarly with him again, ask him after Miss Betterton, and what became of her: And if he shuffle and prevaricate, question him about Miss Lockyer. -O my dear, the man's a villain!
I will have your uncle sounded, as you desire, and that out of hand. But yet I am afraid of the success; and this for several reasons. 'Tis hard to say what the sacrifice of your estate would do with some people: And yet I must not, when it comes to the test, permit you to make it.
As your Hannah continues ill, I would advise you to try to attach Dorcas to your interest. Have you not been impoliticly shy of her?
I wish you could come at some of his letters. Surely a man of his negligent character cannot be always guarded. If he were, and if you cannot engage your servant, I should suspect them both. Let him be called upon at a short warning when he is writing, or when he has papers lying about, and so surprize him into negligence.
Such inquiries, I know, are of the same nature with those we make at an inn in travelling, when we look into every corner and closet for fear of a villain; yet should be frighted out of our wits, were we to find one. But 'tis better to detect such a one when awake and up, than to be attacked by him when in bed and asleep.
I am glad you have your cloaths. But no money; no books; but a Spira, a Drexelius, and a Practice of Piety. Those who sent the latter, ought to have kept it for themselves. -But I must hurry myself from this subject.
You have excceedingly alarmed me by what you hint of his attempt to get one of my letters. I am assured by my new informant, that he is the head of a gang of wretches [Those he brought you among, no doubt, were some of them], who join together to betray innocent creatures, and to support one another, when they have done, by violence: And were he to come at the knowlege of the freedoms I take with him, I should be afraid to stir out without a guard.
I am sorry to tell you, that I have reason to think, that your brother has not laid aside his foolish plot. A sun-burnt, sailor-looking fellow was with me just now, pretending great service to you from Captain Singleton, could he be admitted to your speech. I pleaded ignorance. The fellow was too well instructed for me to get any thing out of him.
I wept for two hours incessantly, on reading yours, which inclosed that from your cousin Morden. My dearest creature, do not desert yourself: Let your Anna Howe obey the call of that friendship, which has united us as one soul, and endeavour to give you consolation.
I wonder not at the melancholy reflections you so often cast upon yourself in your letters, for the step you have been forced upon, on one hand, and tricked into on the other. A strange fatality! As if it were designed to shew the vanity of all human prudence. I wish, my dear, as you hint, that both you and I have not too much prided ourselves in a perhaps too conscious superiority over others-But I will stop- How apt are weak minds to look out for judgments in any extraordinary event! 'Tis so far right, that it is better, and safer, and juster, to arraign ourselves, or our dearest friends, than Providence; which must always have wise ends to answer in its dispensations.
But do not talk, as in one of your former, of being a warning only. -You will be as excellent an example, as ever you hoped to be, as well as a warning: And that will make your story, to all that shall come to know it, of double efficacy: For were it that such a merit as yours could not ensure to herself noble and generous usage from a libertine heart, who will expect any tolerable behaviour from men of his character?
If You think yourself inexcusable for taking a step that put you into the way of delusion, without any intention to go off with him, what must those giddy creatures think of themselves, who, without half your provocations and inducements, and without any regard to decorum, leap walls, drop from windows, and steal away from their parents house, to the seducer's bed, in the same day?
Again, if You are so ready to accuse yourself for dispensing with the prohibitions of the most unreasonable parents, which yet were but half-prohibitions at first, what ought those to do, who wilfully shut their ears to the advice of the most reasonable; and that, perhaps, where apparent ruin, or undoubted inconvenience, is the consequence of the predetermin'd rashness?
And, lastly, to all who will know your story, you will be an excellent example of watchfulness, and of that caution and reserve, by which a prudent person, who has been supposed to be a little misled, endeavours to mend her error; and, never once losing sight of her duty, does all in her power to recover the path she has been rather driven out of,than chosen to swerve from.
Come, come, my dearest friend, consider but these things; and steadily, without desponding, pursue your earnest purposes to amend what you think has been amiss; and it may not be a misfortune in the end, that you have erred; especially as so little of your will was in your error.
And, indeed, I must say, that I use the words misled, and error, and such-like, only in compliment to your own too ready self-accusations, and to the opinion of one to whom I owe duty: For I think in my conscience, that every part of your conduct is defensible; and that those only are blameable, who have no other way to clear themselves, than by condemning you.
I expect, however, that such melancholy reflections, as drop from your pen but too often, will mingle with all your future pleasures, were you to marry Lovelace, and were he to make the best of husbands.
You was immensely happy, above the happiness of a mortal creature, before you knew him: Everybody almost worshiped you: Envy itself, which has of late reared up its venomous head against you, was awed by your superior worthiness, into silence and admiration. You was the soul of every company where you visited: Your elders have I seen declining to offer their opinions upon a subject, till you had delivered yours; often to save themselves the mortification of retracting theirs, when they heard yours. Yet, in all this, your sweetness of manners, your humility and affability, caused the subscription every one made to your sentiments, and to your superiority, to be equally unfeigned and unhesitating; for they saw, that their applause, and the preference they gave you to themselves, subjected not themselves to insults, nor exalted you into any visible triumph over them; for you had always something to say, on every point you carried, that raised the yielding heart, and left everyone pleased and satisfied with themselves, tho' they carried not off the palm.
Your works were shewn, or referred to, where-ever fine works were talked of. Nobody had any but an inferior and second-hand praise for diligence, for oeconomy, for reading, for writing, for memory, for facility in learning every-thing laudable, and even for the more envied graces of person and dress, and an all-surpassing elegance in both, where you were known, and those subjects talked of.
The Poor blessed you every step you trod: The Rich thought you their honour, and took a pride, that they were not obliged to descend from their own class, for an example that did credit to it.
Tho' all men wished for you, and sought you, young as you was, yet, had not those, who were brought to address you, been encouraged out of sordid and spiteful views to attempt your presence, not one of them would have dared to lift up his eyes to you.
Thus happy in all about you, thus making happy all within your circle, could you think that nothing would happen to you, to convince you, that you were not to be exempted from the common lot? - To convince you, that you were not absolutely perfect; and that you must not expect to pass thro' life, without trial, temptation, and misfortune?
Indeed, it must be owned, that no trial, no temptation, worthy of you, could have well attacked you sooner, or more effectually, than those heavy ones have done: For every common case you were superior to: It must be some man, or some worse spirit in the shape of one, that, formed on purpose, was to be sent to invade you; while as many other such spirits, as there are persons in your family, were permitted to take possession, severally, in one dark hour, of the heart of every one of it, there to sit perching, perhaps, and directing every motion to the motions of the seducer without, in order to irritate, to provoke, to push you forward to meet him.
So, upon the whole, there seems, as I have often said, a kind of fate in your error, if an error; and this, perhaps, admitted, for the sake of a better example to be collected from your sufferings, than could have been given, had you never erred: For, my dear, Adversity is your Shining-time: I see evidently, that it must call forth graces and beauties, that could not have been seen in a run of that prosperous fortune, which attended you from your cradle till now; admirably as you became, and, as we all thought, greatly as you deserved, that prosperity.
All the matter is, the trial must be grievous to you: It is to me: It is to all who love you, and looked upon you as one set aloft to be admired and imitated, and not as a mark, as you have lately found, for Envy to shoot its shafts at.
Let what I have written above, have its due weight with you, my dear; and then, as warm imaginations are not without a mixture of enthusiasm, your Anna Howe, who, on reperusal of it, imagines it to be in a style superior to her usual style, will be ready to flatter herself, that she has been in a manner inspired with the hints that have comforted and raised the dejected heart of her suffering friend; who, from such hard trials, in a bloom so tender, may find at times her spirits sunk too low to enable her to pervade the surrounding darkness, which conceals from her the hopeful dawning of the better day which awaits her.
I will add no more at present, than that I am
Your ever-faithful and affectionate
Anna Howe.

### v4 LETTER V.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Friday, May 12.
I must be silent, my exalted friend, under praises that oppress my heart with a consciousness of not deserving them; at the same time, that the generous design of those praises raises and comforts it: For it is a charming thing to stand high in the opinion of those we love: And to find that there are souls that can carry their friendships beyond accidents, beyond body, and ties of blood. Whatever, my dearest creature, is my shining-time, the adversity of a friend is yours. And it would be almost a fault in me to regret those afflictions, which give you an opportunity so gloriously to exert those qualities, which not only ennoble our sex, but dignify human nature.
But let me proceed to subjects less agreeable.
I am sorry you have reason to think Singleton's projects are not at an end. But who knows what the sailor had to propose? -Yet had any good been intended me, this method would hardly have been fallen upon.
Depend upon it, my dear, your letters shall be safe.
I have made a handle of Mr. Lovelace's bold attempt and freedom, as I told you I would, to keep him ever since at distance, that I may have an opportunity to see the success of the application to my uncle, and to be at liberty to embrace any favourable overtures that may arise from it. Yet he has been very importunate, and twice brought Mr. Mennell from Mrs. Fretchville, to talk about the house. If I should be obliged to make up with him again, I shall think I am always doing myself a spight.
As to what you mention of his newly-detected crimes; and your advice to attach Dorcas; and to come at some of his letters; these things will require more or less of my attention, as I may hope favour, or not, from my uncle Harlowe.
I am sorry for poor Hannah's continued illness. Pray, my dear, inform yourself, for me, whether she wants any thing that befits her case.
I will not close this letter till to-morrow is over; for I am resolved to go to church; and this as well for the sake of my duty, as to see, if I am at liberty to go out when I please, without being attended or accompanied.
Sunday, May 14.
I have not been able to avoid a short debate with Mr. Lovelace. I had order'd a coach to the door. When I had notice that it was come, I went out of my chamber, to go to it; but met him dressed on the stairs head, with a book in his hand, but without his hat and sword. -He asked, with an air very solemn, yet respectful, if I were going abroad. I told him I was. He desired leave to attend me, if I were going to church. I refused him. And then he complained heavily of my treatment of him; and declared that he would not live such another week, as the past, for the world.
I owned to him very frankly, that I had made an application to my friends; and that I was resolved to keep myself to myself till I knew the issue of it.
He coloured, and seemed surprized. But checking himself in something he was going to say, he pleaded my danger from Singleton, and again desired to attend me.
And then he told me, that Mrs. Fretchville had desired to continue a fortnight longer in the house. She found, said he, that I was unable to determine about entering upon it; and now who knows when such a vapourish creature will come to a resolution? This, Madam, has been an unhappy week; for had I not stood upon such bad terms with you, you might have been now mistress of that house; and probably had my cousin Montague, if not my aunt Lawrance, actually with you.
And so, Sir, taking all you say for granted, your cousin Montague cannot come to Mrs. Sinclair's? What, pray, is her objection to Mrs. Sinclair's? Is this house fit for me to live in a month or two, and not fit for any of your relations for a few days? -And Mrs. Fretchville has taken more time too-And so, pushing by him, I hurried down stairs.
He called to Dorcas to bring him his sword and hat; and following me down into the passage, placed himself between me and the door; and again besought me to permit him to attend me.
Mrs. Sinclair came out at that instant, and asked me, If I did not choose a dish of chocolate?
I wish, Mrs. Sinclair, said I, you would take this man in with you to your chocolate. I don't know whether I am at liberty to stir out without his leave or not-Then turning to him, I asked, If he kept me there his prisoner?
Dorcas just then bringing him his sword and hat, he opened the street-door, and taking my resisting hand, led me, in a very obsequious manner, to the coach. People passing by, stopt, stared, and whisper'd -But he is so graceful in his person and dress, that he generally takes every eye.
I was uneasy to be so gaz'd at; and he stepp'd in after me, and the coachman drove to St. Paul's.
He was very full of assiduities all the way; while I was as reserv'd as possible: And when I return'd, din'd, as I had done the greatest part of the week, by myself.
He told me, upon my resolving to do so, that altho' he would continue his passive observance, till I knew the issue of my application; yet I must expect, that then I should never rest one moment till I had fixed his happy day: For that his very soul was fretted with my slights, resentments, and delays.
A wretch! when I can say, to my infinite regret, on a double account, that all he complains of is owing to himself!.
O that I may have good tidings from my uncle!.
Adieu, my dearest friend! -This shall lie ready for an exchange, as I hope for one to-morrow from you, that will decide, as I may say, the destiny of
Your Clarissa Harlowe,

### v4 LETTER VI.

Miss Howe, To Mrs. Judith Norton.
Thursday, May 11,
Good Mrs. Norton,
Cannot you, without naming me as an adviser, who am hated by the family, contrive a way to let Mrs. Harlowe know, that in an accidental conversation with me, you had been assured, that my beloved friend pines after a reconciliation with her relations: That she has hitherto, in hopes of it, refused to enter into any obligations, that shall be in the least an hindrance to it: That she would fain avoid giving Mr. Lovelace a right to make her family uneasy, in relation to her grandfather's estate: That all she wishes for still, is to be indulged in her choice of a single life, and, on that condition, would make her father's pleasure hers with regard to that estate: That Mr. Lovelace is continually pressing her to marry him; and all his friends likewise: But that I am sure, she has so little liking to the man, because of his faulty morals, and of her relations antipathy to him, that if she had any hope given her of a reconciliation, she would forego all thoughts of him, and put herself into her father's protection. But that their resolution must be speedy; for otherwise she would find herself obliged to give way to his pressing intreaties; and it might then be out of her power to prevent disagreeable litigations.
I do assure you, Mrs. Norton, upon my honour, that our dearest friend knows nothing of this procedure of mine: And therefore it is proper to acquaint you, in confidence, with my grounds for it. -These are they:-
She had desired me to let Mr. Hickman drop hints to the above effect to her uncle Harlowe; but indirectly as from himself, lest, if the application should not be attended with success; and Mr. Lovelace (who already takes it ill, that he has so little of her favour) come to know it, she may be deprived of every protection, and be perhaps subjected to great inconveniences from so haughty a spirit.
Having this authority from her; and being very sollicitous about the success of the application, I thought, that if the weight of so good a wife, mother, and sister, as Mrs. Harlowe is known to be, were thrown into the same scale, with that of Mr. John Harlowe (supposing he could be engaged) it could hardly fail of making a due impression.
Mr. Hickman will see Mr. Harlowe to-morrow: By that time you may see Mrs. Harlowe. If Mr. Hickman finds the old gentleman favourable, he will tell him, that you will have seen Mrs. Harlowe upon the same account; and will advise him to join in consultation with her how best to proceed to melt the most obdurate hearts in the world.
This is the fair state of the matter, and my true motive for writing to you. I leave all therefore to your discretion: And most heartily wish success to it; being of opinion that Mr. Lovelace cannot possibly deserve our admirable friend: Nor, indeed, know I the man who can.
Pray acquaint me, by a line, of the result of your kind interposition. If it prove not such, as may be reasonably hoped for, our dear friend shall know nothing of this step from me; and pray let her not from you. For, in that case, it would only give deeper grief to an heart already too much afflicted. I am, dear and worthy Mrs. Norton,
Your true friend,
Anna Howe.

### v4 LETTER VII.

Mrs. Norton, To Miss Howe.
Saturday, May 13.
Dear Madam,
My heart is almost broken to be obliged to let you know, that such is the situation of things in the family of my ever-dear Miss Harlowe, that there can be at present no success expected from any application in her favour. Her poor mother is to be pity'd. I have a most affecting letter from her; but must not communicate it to you; and she forbids me to let it be known that she writes upon the subject; although she is compelled, as it were, to do it, for the ease of her own heart. I mention it therefore in confidence.
I hope in God that my beloved Miss has preserved her honour inviolate. I hope there is not a man breathing, who could attempt a sacrilege so detestable. I have no apprehension of a failure in a virtue so established: God for ever keep so pure a heart out of the reach of surprizes and violence! Ease, dear Madam, I beseech you, my over-anxious heart, by one line, by the bearer, altho' but by one line, to acquaint me, as surely you can, that her honour is unsully'd! If it be not, adieu to all the comforts this life can give: Since none will it be able to afford
To the poor Judith Norton

### v4 LETTER VIII.

Miss Howe, To Mrs. Judith Norton.
Saturday Evening, May 13.
Dear good Woman,
Your beloved's honour is inviolate! -Must be inviolate! And will be so, in spite of men and devils. Could I have had hope of a reconciliation, all my view was, that she should not have had this man! -All that can be said now is, She must run the risk of a bad husband: She of whom no man living is worthy.
You pity her mother! -So don't I! -I pity nobody, that puts it out of their power to shew maternal love, and humanity, in order to patch up for themselves a precarious and sorry quiet, which every blast of wind shall disturb!
I hate tyrants in every form and shape: But paternal and maternal tyrants are the worst of all: For they can have no bowels.
I repeat, that I pity none of them! -My beloved and your beloved only deserves pity. She had never been in the hands of this man, but for them. She is quite blameless. You don't know all her story. Were I to tell you she had no intention to go off with this man, it would avail her nothing. It would only condemn those who drove her to extremities; and him, who now must be her refuge. I am
Your sincere friend and servant,
Anna Howe.

### v4 LETTER IX.

Mrs. Harlowe, To Mrs. Norton.
[Not communicated till the history came to be compiled.]
Saturday, May 13.
I return an answer in writing, as I promised, to your communication. But take no notice, that I do write, either to my Bella's Betty, who I understand, sometimes visits you, or to the poor wretch herself; nor to any-body. I charge you don't. My heart is full. Writing may give some vent to my griefs, and perhaps I may write what lies most upon my heart, without confining myself strictly to the present subject.
You know how dear this ingrateful creature ever was to us all. You know how sincerely we joined with every one of those who ever had seen her, or conversed with her, to praise and admire her; and exceeded in our praise even the bounds of that modesty, which, because she was our own, should have restrained us; being of opinion, that to have been silent in the praise of so apparent a merit, must rather have argued blindness or affectation in us, than that we should incur the censure of vain partiality to our own.
When therefore any-body congratulated us on such a daughter, we received their congratulations without any diminution. If it was said, You are happy in this child, we owned, that no parents ever were happier in a child. If more particularly, they praised her dutiful behaviour to us, we said, She knew not how to offend. If it was said, Miss Clarissa Harlowe has a wit and penetration beyond her years; we, instead of disallowing it, would add,-And a judgment no less extraordinary than her wit. If her prudence was praised, and a forethought, which every one saw supply'd what only years and experience gave to others; Nobody need to scruple taking lessons from Miss Clarissa Harlowe, was our proud answer.
Forgive me, O forgive me, my dear Norton-But I know you will-For yours, when good, was this child, and your glory as well as mine!
But have you not heard strangers, as she passed to and from church, stop to praise the angel of a creature, as they called her; when it was enough for those who knew who she was, to cry, Why, it is Miss Clarissa Harlowe! -As if every-body were obliged to know, or to have heard of Miss Clarissa Harlowe, and of her excellencies. While, accustom'd to praise, it was too familiar to her, to cause her to alter either her look or her pace.
For my own part, I could not stifle a pleasure, that had perhaps a faulty vanity for its foundation, whenever I was spoken of, or addressed to, as the mother of so sweet a child: Mr. Harlowe and I, all the time, loving each other the better for the share each had in such a daughter.
Still, still, indulge the fond, the overflowing heart of a mother! I could dwell for ever upon the remembrance of what she was, would but that remembrance banish from my mind what she is!
In her bosom, young as she was, could I repose all my griefs-Sure of receiving from her prudence, advice as well as comfort: And both insinuated in so humble, in so dutiful a manner, that it was impossible to take those exceptions which the distance of years and character between a mother and a daughter, would, from any other daughter, have made one apprehensive of. She was our glory when abroad, our delight when at home. Every-body was even covetous of her company; and we grudg'd her to our brothers Harlowe, and to our sister and brother Hervey. -No other contention among us, then, but who should be favoured by her next. -No chiding ever knew she from us, but the chiding of lovers, when she was for shutting herself up too long together from us, in pursuit of those charming amusements, and useful employments, which, however, the whole family was the better for.
Our other children had reason, good children as they always were, to think themselves neglected. But they likewise were so sensible of their sister's superiority, and of the honour she reflected upon the whole family, that they confessed themselves eclipsed, without envying the eclipser. Indeed there was not any-body so equal with her, in their own opinions, as to envy what all aspired but to emulate. -The dear creature, you know, my Norton, gave an eminence to us all: And now, that she has left us, so disgracefully left us! we are stript of our ornament, and are but a common family!
Then her acquirements. Her skill in music, her fine needleworks, her elegance in dress; for which she was so much admired, that the neighbouring ladies used to say, that they need not fetch fashions from London; since whatever Miss Clarissa Harlowe wore, was the best fashion, because her choice of natural beauties set those of art far behind them. Her genteel case, and fine turn of person; her deep reading; and these, joined to her open manners, and her chearful modesty-O my good Norton, what a sweet child was once my Clary Harlowe!
This, and more, you knew her to be: For many of her excellencies were owing to yourself; and with the milk you gave her, you gave her what no other nurse in the world could give her.
And do you think, my worthy woman, do you think, that the wilful lapse of such a child is to be forgiven? Can she herself think, that she deserves not the severest punishment for the abuse of such talents as were intrusted to her?
Her fault was a fault of premeditation, of cunning, of contrivance. She has deceived every-body's expectations. Her whole sex, as well as the family she sprung from, is disgraced by it.
Would any-body ever have believed, that such a young creature as this, who had by her advice saved even her over-lively friend from marrying a fop, and a libertine, would herself have gone off with one of the vilest and most notorious of libertines? A man whose character she knew; and knew to be worse than his she saved her friend from; whose vices she was warned of: One who had had her brother's life in his hands; and who constantly set our whole family at defiance.
Think for me, my good Norton; think what my unhappiness must be, both as a wife and a mother. What restless days, what sleepless nights; yet my own rankling anguish endeavoured to be smoothed over, to soften the anguish of fiercer spirits, and to keep them from blazing out to further mischief. O this naughty, naughty girl! who knew so well what she did; and who could look so far into consequences, that we thought she would have dy'd, rather than have done as she has done!
Her known character for prudence leaves no plea for excuse. How then can I offer to plead for her, if, thro' motherly indulgence, I would forgive her myself? -And have we not, moreover, suffer'd all the disgrace that can befal us? Has not she?
If now, she has so little liking to his morals, had she not reason before to have as little? Or has she suffered by them in her own person? -O my good woman, I doubt-I doubt-Will not the character of the man make one doubt an angel, if once in his power? The world will think the worst. I am told it does. So likewise her father fears; her brother hears; and what can I do?
Our antipathy to him she knew before, as well as his character. These therefore cannot be new motives without a new reason. -O my dear Mrs. Norton, how shall I, how can you, support ourselves under the apprehensions that these thoughts lead to, of my Clary Harlowe, and your Clary Harlowe!
He continually pressing her, you say, to marry him. His friends likewise. She has reason, no doubt she has reason, for this application to us: And her crime is gloss'd over, to bring her to us with new disgrace! -Whither, whither, does one guilty step lead the misguided heart! -And now truly, to save a stubborn spirit, we are only to be sounded, that the application may be retracted or deny'd!
Upon the whole: Were I inclined to plead for her, it is now the most improper of all times. Now that my brother Harlowe has discouraged (as he last night came hither on purpose to tell us) Mr. Hickman's insinuated application; and been applauded for it. Now, that my brother Antony is intending to carry his great fortune, thro' her fault, into another family: -She expecting, no doubt, herself, to be put into her grandfather's estate, in consequence of a reconciliation, and as a reward for her fault: And insisting still upon terms, that she offer'd before, and were rejected. -Not thro' my fault, I am sure, rejected.
From all these things, you will return such an answer as the case requires. -It might cost me the peace of my whole life, at this time, to move for her. God forgive her! -If I do, nobody else will. And let it be for your own sake, as well as mine, a secret that you and I have enter'd upon this subject. And I desire you not to touch upon it again but by particular permission: For, O my dear good woman, it sets my heart a-bleeding in as many streams as there are veins in it!
Yet think me not impenetrable by a proper contrition and remorse! But what a torment is it to have a will without a power!
Adieu! adieu! God give us both comfort; and to the once dear-the ever-dear creature (for can a mother forget her child?), repentance, deep repentance! And as little suffering as may befit his blessed will, and her grievous fault, prays
Your real friend,
Charlotte Harlowe.

### v4 LETTER X.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sunday, May 14.
How it is now, my dear, between you and Mr. Lovelace, I cannot tell. But wicked as the man is, I am afraid he must be your lord and master.
I called him by several very hard names in my last. I had but just heard some of his vilenesses, when I sat down to write; so my indignation was raised. But on inquiry, and recollection, I find that the facts laid to his charge were all of them committed some time ago; not since he has had strong hopes of your favour. This is saying something for him. His generous behaviour to the innkeeper's daughter, is a more recent instance to his credit; to say nothing of the universal good character he has as a kind landlord. And then I approve much of the motion he made to put you in possession of Mrs. Fretchville's house, while he continues at the other widow's, till you agree that one house shall hold you. I wish this was done. Be sure you embrace this offer, if you do not soon meet at the altar, and get one of his cousins with you.
Were you once marry'd, I should think you cannot be very unhappy, tho' you may not be so happy with him as you deserve to be. The stake he has in his country, and his reversions: The care he takes of his affairs; his freedom from obligation; nay, his pride, with your merit, must be a tolerable security for you, I should think. Tho' particulars of his wickedness, as they come to my knowlege, hurt and incense me; yet, after all, when I give myself time to reflect, all that I have heard of him, to his disadvantage, was comprehended in the general character given of him long ago, by his uncle's and his own dismiss'd bailiff, and which was confirm'd to you by Mrs. Greme.
You can have nothing therefore, I think, to be deeply concerned about, but his future good, and the bad example he may hereafter set to his own family. These indeed are very just concerns: But were you to leave him now, either with or without his consent, his fortune and alliances so considerable, his person and address so engaging (every-one excusing you now on those accounts, and because of your relations follies), it would have a very ill appearance for your reputation. I cannot therefore, on the most deliberate consideration, advise you to think of that, while you have no reason to doubt his honour. May eternal vengeance pursue the villain, if he gives room for an apprehension of this nature!
Yet his teazing ways are intolerable: His acquiescence with your slight delays, and his resignedness to the distance you now keep him at (for a fault so much slighter, as he must think, than the punishment), are unaccountable: He doubts your love of him, that is very probable; but you have reason to be surprised at his want of ardour; a blessing so great, within his reach, as I may say.
By the time you have read to this place, you will have no doubt of what has been the issue of the conference between the Two Gentlemen. I am equally shock'd, and enraged against them All: Against them All, I say; for I have try'd your good Norton's weight with your mother, to the same purpose as the gentleman sounded your uncle. -Never were there such determin'd brutes in the world! Why should I mince the matter? Yet would I fain, methinks, make an exception for your mother.
Your uncle will have it, that you are ruin'd. 'He can believe every-thing bad of a creature, who could run away with a man-With such a one especially as Lovelace. They all expected applications from you, when some heavy distress had fallen upon you. -But they were all resolved not to stir an inch in your favour; no, not to save your life!'.
My dearest soul! resolve to assert your right. Claim your own, and go and live upon it, as you ought. Then, if you marry not, how will the wretches creep to you, for your reversionary dispositions!
You were accused (as in your aunt's letter) 'of premeditation and contrivance in your escape.' Instead of pitying you, the mediating person was called upon 'to pity them; who once, he said, doted upon you: Who took no joy but in your presence: Who devour'd your words as you spoke them: Who trod over again your footsteps, as you walked before them.' -And I know not what of this sort.
Upon the whole, it is now evident to me, and so it must be to you, when you read this letter, that you have but one choice. And the sooner you make it the better. -Shall we suppose that it is not in your power to make it? -I cannot have patience to suppose that.
I am concern'd, methinks, to know how you will do to condescend, now you see you must be his, after you have kept him at such a distance; and for the revenge his pride may put him upon taking for it. But let me tell you, that if my going up, and sharing fortunes with you, will prevent such a noble creature from stooping too low; much more, were it likely to prevent your ruin, I would not hesitate a moment about it. What's the whole world to me, weigh'd against such a friendship as ours? -Think you, that any of the enjoyments of this life, could be enjoyments to me, were such a friend as you to be involved in calamities, which I could either relieve her from, or alleviate, by giving them up? And what in saying this, and acting up to it, do I offer you, but the fruits of a friendship your worth has created?
Excuse my warmth of expression. The warmth of my heart wants none. I am enraged at your relations; for, bad as what I have mentioned is, I have not told you all; nor now, perhaps, ever will: -I am angry at my own mother's narrowness of mind, and adherence to old notions indiscriminately-And I am exasperated against your foolish, your low-vanity'd Lovelace! -But let us stoop to take the wretch as he is, and make the best of him, since you are destin'd to stoop, to keep grovelers and worldlings in countenance. He has not been guilty of direct indecency to you. Nor dare he. Not so much of a devil as that comes to neither! -Had he such villainous intentions, so much in his power as you are, they would have shewn themselves before now to such a penetrating and vigilant eye, and to such a pure heart as yours. Let us save the wretch then, if we can, tho' we soil our fingers in lifting him up from his dirt.
There is yet, to a person of your fortune and independence, a good deal to do, if you enter upon those terms, which ought to be enter'd upon. I don't find, that he has once talked of settlements; much less of the licence. It is hard! But as your evil destiny has thrown you out of all other protection and mediation, you must be father, mother, uncle to yourself, and enter upon the requisite points for yourself. Indeed you must. Your situation requires it. What room for delicacy now? Or would you have me write to the wretch? Yet that would be the same thing, as if you were to write yourself. Yet write you should, I think, if you cannot speak. But speaking is certainly best: For words leave no traces; they pass as breath; and mingle with air; and may be explained with latitude. But the pen is a witness on record.
I know the gentleness of your spirit; I know the laudable pride of your heart; and the just notion you have of the dignity of our sex, in these delicate points. But once more, all this is nothing now: Your honour is concerned, that the dignity I speak of, should not be stood upon.
'Mr. Lovelace,' would I say; yet hate the foolish fellow, for his low, his stupid pride, in wishing to triumph over the dignity of his own wife;-'I am deprived, by your means, of every friend I have in the world. In what light am I to look upon you? I have well consider'd of every thing: You have made some people, much against my liking, think me a wife: Others know I am not married; nor do I desire any body should believe I am. Do you think your being here in the same house with me, can be to my reputation? You talk to me of Mrs. Fretchville's house-' [This will bring him to renew his last discourse on that subject, if he does not revive it of himself.] 'If Mrs. Fretchville knows not her own mind, what is her house to me? You talked of bringing up your cousin Montague to bear me company: If my brother's schemes be your pretence for not going yourself to fetch her, you can write to her. -I insist upon bringing these two points to an issue: Off or on, ought to be indifferent to me, if so to them.'
Such a declaration must bring all forward. There are twenty ways, my dear, that you would find out to advise another how to act in your circumstances. He will disdain, from his native insolence, to have it thought he has any-body to consult. Well then, will he not be obliged to declare himself? And if he does, no delays on your side, I beseech you. Give him the day: Let it be a short one. It would be derogating from your own merit, and honour too, let me tell you, even altho' he should not be so explicit as he ought to be, to seem but to doubt his meaning; and to wait for that explanation which I should for ever despise him for, if he makes necessary. Twice already have you, my dear, if not oftener, modesty'd away such opportunities as you ought not to have slipt. -As to settlements, if they come not in naturally, e'en leave them to his own justice, and to the justice of his family. And there's an end of the matter.
This is my advice: Mend it, as circumstances offer, and follow your own. But indeed, my dear, this, or something like it, would I do. As witness
Your Anna Howe.
Inclosed in the above.
I must trouble you with my concerns, tho' your own are so heavy upon you. -A piece of news I have to tell you. Your uncle Antony is disposed to marry. -With whom, think you? -With my mamma. True indeed. Your family know it. All is laid with redoubled malice at your door. And there the old soul himself lays it.
Take no notice of this intelligence, not so much as in your letters to me, for fear of accidents.
I think it can't do. But were I to provoke my mother, that might afford a pretence. Else, I should have been with you before now, I fancy.
The first likelihood that appears to me of encouragement, I dismiss Hickman, that's certain. If my mother disoblige me in so important an article, I shan't think of obliging her in such another. It is impossible, surely, that the desire of popping me off to that honest man can be with such a view.
I repeat, that it cannot come to any thing. But these widows -Then such a love in us all, both old and young, of being courted and admired! -And so irresistible to their elderships to be flatter'd, that all power is not over with them; but that they may still class and prank it with their daughters. It vexed me heartily to have her tell me of this proposal with self-complaisant simperings; and yet she affected to speak of it, as if she had no intention to encourage it.
These antiquated batchelors, old before they think themselves so, imagine, that when they have once persuaded themselves, they have nothing else to do, but to make their minds known to the lady. His overgrown fortune is indeed a bait-a tempting one. A saucy daughter to be got rid of! The memory of the father of that daughter not precious enough to weigh! -But let him advance if he dare- Let her encourage-But I hope she won't.
Excuse me, my dear. I am nettled. They have fearfully rumpled my gorget. You'll think me faulty. So I won't put my name to this separate paper. Other hands may resemble mine. You did not see me write it.

### v4 LETTER XI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Monday, P. M. May 15.
Now indeed, is it evident, my best, my only friend, that I have but one choice to make. And now do I find, that I have carried my resentment against this man too far; since now I am to appear as if under an obligation to his patience with me for a conduct, that, perhaps, he will think, if not humoursome and childish, plainly demonstrative of my little esteem of him; of but a secondary esteem at least, where before, his pride, rather than his merit, had made him expect a first. O my dear! -to be under obligation to, and to be cast upon a man, that is not a generous man! -That is, indeed, a cruel man! -That is capable of creating a distress to a young creature, who by her evil destiny, is thrown into his power; and then of enjoying it, as I may say! [I verily think I may say so, of this savage!] -What a fate is mine!
You give me, my dear, good advice, as to the peremptory manner in which I ought to treat him: But do you consider to whom it is that you give that advice?
The occasion for it should never have been given by me, of all creatures; for I am unequal, utterly unequal to it! -What, I, to challenge a man for a husband! -I, to exert myself to quicken the delayer in his resolutions! And, having lost an opportunity, to begin to try to recal it, as from myself, and for myself! -To threaten him, as I may say, into the marriage-state! -O my dear! if this be right to be done, how difficult is it, where Modesty and Self (or where Pride, if you please) is concerned to do that right? Or, to express myself in your words, to be father, mother, uncle, to myself! -Especially where one thinks a triumph over one is intended. -Do, my dear, advise me, persuade me, to renounce the man for ever: And then I will for ever renounce him!
You say, you have tried Mrs. Norton's weight with my mamma. -Bad as the returns are which my application by Mr. Hickman has met with, you tell me, you have not acquainted me with all the bad; nor now, perhaps, ever will. But why so, my dear? What is the bad, what can be the bad, which now you will never tell me of? -What worse, than renounce me! and for ever! 'My uncle, you say, believes me ruin'd: He declares, that he can believe every thing bad of a creature, who could run away with a man: And they have all made a resolution, not to stir an inch in my favour; no, not to save my life.'
Have you worse than this, my dear, behind? - Surely my father has not renewed his dreadful malediction! -Surely, if so, my mamma has not joined in it! Have my uncles given it their sanction, and made it a family act! What, my dear, is the worst, that you will leave for ever unrevealed?
O Lovelace! why comest thou not just now; while these black prospects are before me? For now, couldst thou look into my heart, wouldst thou see a distress worthy of thy barbarous triumph!
I was forced to quit my pen.
And you say you have try'd Mrs. Norton's weight with my mamma?
What is done, cannot be help'd: But I wish you had not taken any step, in a matter so very concerning to me, without first consulting me. -Forgive me, my dear;-but that high-soul'd and noble friendship, which you avow with so obliging, and so uncommon a warmth, at the same time, that it is the subject of my grateful admiration, is no less, because of its fervor, the ground of my apprehension!
Well, but now, to look forward, you are of opinion, that I must be his: And that I cannot leave him with reputation to myself, whether with or without his consent. I must, if so, make the best of the bad matter.
He went out in the morning; intending not to return to dinner, unless (as he sent me word) I would admit him to dine with me.
I excused myself. The man, whose anger is now to be of such high importance to me, was, it seems, displeased.
As he, as well as I, expected, that I should receive a letter from you this day, by Collins, I suppose he will not be long before he returns; and then, possibly, he is to be mighty stately, mighty mannish, mighty coy, if you please! And then must I be very humble, very submissive, and try to whine myself into his good graces: With downcast eye, if not by speech, beg his forgivenness for the distance I have so perversely kept him at! -Yes, I warrant you! -But I'll see how this behaviour will sit upon me! -You have always railly'd me upon my meekness, I think! Well then, I'll try, if I can be still meeker, shall I! - O my dear!-
But let me sit with my hands before me, all patience, all resignation; for I think I hear him coming up. -Or shall I roundly accost him, in the words, in the form, you, my dear, have prescrib'd?
He is come in. -He has sent to me, all impatience in his aspect, Dorcas says. -But I cannot, cannot see him!
Monday Night.
The contents of your letter, and my own heavy reflections, render'd me incapable of seeing this expecting man! -The first word he asked Dorcas, was, If I had received a letter since he had been out? -She told me this; and her answer, That I had; and was fasting, and had been in tears ever since.
He sent to desire an interview with me.
I answer'd by her, That I was not very well. In the morning, if better, I would see him as soon as he pleased.
Very humble! was it not, my dear? -Yet he was too royal to take it for humility; for Dorcas told me, he rubb'd one side of his face impatiently; and said a rash word, and was out of humour; stalking about the room.
Half an hour after, he sent again; desiring very earnestly, that I would admit him to supper with me. He would enter upon no subjects of conversation, but what I should lead to.
So I should have been at liberty, you see, to court him!
I again desired to be excused.
Indeed, my dear, my eyes were swelled: I was very low-spirited; and could not think of entering all at once, after several days distance, into the freedom of conversation, which my friends utter rejection of me, as well as your opinion, have 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 order'd for supper, he would acquiesce. -Very kind in his anger! -Is he not?
I promised him. Can I be more preparatively condescending? -How happy, I'll warrant you, if I may meet him in a kind and forgiving humour!
I hate myself! -But I won't be insulted. Indeed I won't! for all this.

### v4 LETTER XII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday, May 16.
I think once more, we seem to be in a kind of train; but through a storm. I will give you the particulars.
I heard him in the dining-room at five in the morning. I had rested very ill, and was up too: But opened not my door till six: When Dorcas brought me his request for my company.
He approached me, and taking my hand, as I enter'd the dining-room, I went not to bed, Madam, till two, yet slept not a wink. For God's sake, torment me not, as you have done for a week past.
He paus'd. I was silent.
At first, proceeded he, I thought your resentment of a mere unavailing curiosity could not be deep; and that it would go off of itself: But when I found, it was to be kept up till you knew the success of some new overtures which you had made, and which comply'd with, might have deprived me of you for ever; how, Madam, could I support myself under the thoughts of having, with such an union of interests, made so little impression upon your mind in my favour?
He paus'd again. I was still silent. He went on.
I acknowlege that I have a proud heart, Madam. I cannot but hope for some instance of previous and preferable favour from the lady I am ambitious to call mine; and that her choice of me should not appear, not fragrantly appear, directed by the perverseness of her selfish persecutors, and my irreconcileable enemies
More to the same purpose he said: You know, my dear, the room he had given me to recriminate upon him, in twenty instances: I did not spare him: But I need not repeat those instances to you. Every one of these instances, I told him, convinced me of his pride, indeed, but not of his merit. I confessed, that I had as much pride as himself; altho' I hoped it was of another kind, than that he so readily avowed. But that if he had the least mixture in his of the true pride (a pride worthy of his birth, of his family, and of his fortune), he should rather wish, I would presume to say, to promote mine, than either to suppress, or to regret that I had it: That hence it was, that I thought it beneath me to disown what had been my motives for declining, for some days past, any conversation with him, or visit from Mr. Mennell, that might lead to points out of my power to determine upon, until I heard from my uncle Harlowe; whom, I confessed, I had caused to be sounded, whether I might be favoured with his interest, to obtain for me a reconciliation with my friends, upon terms which I had caused to be proposed to him.
He knew not, he said, and supposed must not presume to ask, what these terms were. But he could but too well guess at them; and that he was to have been the preliminary sacrifice. But I must allow him to say, That as much as he admired the nobleness of my sentiments in general, and in particular that true pride in me, which I had spoken of; he wish'd, that he could compliment me with such an uniformity in it, as should have set me as much above all submission to minds implacable and unreasonable (he hoped he might, without offence, say that my brother's and sister's were such), as it had above all favour and condescension to him.
Duty and nature, Sir, call upon me to make the submissions you speak of: There is a father, there is a mother, there are uncles, in the one case, to justify and demand those submissions-What, pray, Sir, can be pleaded for the condescension, as you call it? - Will you say, your merits, either with regard to them, or to myself, may?
This to be said, after the persecution of those relations! After what you have suffer'd! After what you have made me hope! Let me ask you, Madam (we talk'd of pride just now), What sort of pride must his be, which could dispense with inclination and preference in his lady's part of it? -What must be that love-
Love, Sir! who talks of love? -Was not merit the thing we were talking of? -Have I ever professed; have I ever required of you professions of a passion of that nature? But there is no end of these debatings; each so faultless, each so full of self-
I do not think myself faultless, Madam: -But-
But what, Sir! -Would you evermore argue with me, as if you were a child? -Seeking palliations, and making promises? -Promises of what, Sir? Of being in future the man it is a shame a gentleman is not? -Of being the man-
Good God! interrupted he, with eyes lifted up, if thou wert to be thus severe-
Well, well, Sir, impatiently-I need only to observe, that all this vast difference in sentiments shews how unpair'd our minds are-So let us-
Let us what, Madam! -My soul is rising into tumults! And he look'd so wildly, that it startled me a good deal-Let us what, Madam-
Why, Sir, let us resolve to quit every regard for each other-[Nay, flame not out-I am a poor weak-minded creature in some things: But where what I should be, or not deserve to live, if I am not, is in the question, I have great and invincible spirit, or my own conceit betrays me]. -Let us resolve to quit every regard for each other that is more than civil. This you may depend upon; you may, if it will fewel your pride, gratify it with this assurance; That I will never marry any other man. I have seen enough of your sex; at least of you. -A single life shall ever be my choice-While I will leave you at liberty to pursue your own.
Indifference, worse than indifference! said he, in a passion-
Interrupting him-Indifference let it be-You have not, in my opinion, at least, deserved it should be other: If you have in your own, you have cause, at least your pride has, to hate me for misjudging you.-
Dearest, dearest creature! snatching my hand with wildness, let me beseech you to be uniformly noble! Civil regards, Madam! -Civil regards! -Can you so expect to narrow and confine such a passion as mine!-
Such a passion as yours, Mr. Lovelace, deserves to be narrow'd and confin'd. -It is either the passion you do not think it; or I do not. -I question whether your mind is capable of being so narrow'd and so widen'd, as is necessary to make it be what I wish it to be. Lift up your hands and your eyes, Sir, in that emphatical silent wonder, as you please: But what does it express, what does it convince me of; but that we are not born for one another?
By his soul, he said, and grasp'd my hand with an eagerness that hurt it, we were born for one another: I must be his-I should be his (and put his other arm round me), altho' his damnation were to be the purchase!-
I was terrify'd! -Let me leave you-or begone from me, Sir-Is the passion you boast, to be thus shockingly declared!
You must not go, Madam! -You must not leave me in anger-
I will return-I will return-When you can be less violent-less shocking.
And he let me go.
The man quite frighted me; insomuch that when I got into my chamber, I found a sudden flow of tears a great relief to me.
In half an hour, he sent a little billet, expressing his concern for the vehemence of his behaviour, and praying to see me.
I went-Because I could not help myself, I went.
He was full of his excuses. -O my dear, what would you, even you, do with such a man as this; and in my situation?
It was very possible for him now, he said, to account for the workings of a frenzical disorder. For his part, he was near distraction. All last week to suffer as he had suffer'd; and now to talk of civil regards only, when he had hoped from the nobleness of my mind-
Hope what you will, interrupted I; I must insist upon it, that our minds are by no means suited to each other. You have brought me into difficulties. I am deserted of every friend but Miss Howe. My true sentiments I will not conceal: It is against my will, that I must submit to owe protection from a brother's projects, which Miss Howe thinks are not given over, to you, who have brought me into these streights; not with my own concurrence brought me into them; remember that-
I do remember that, Madam! So often reminded, how can I forget it?
Yet I will owe to you this protection, if it be necessary, in the earnest hope, that you will shun rather than seek mischief, if any further inquiry after me be made. But what hinders you from leaving me? - Cannot I send to you? The Widow Fretchville, it is plain, knows not her own mind: The people here indeed are civiller every day than other: But I had rather have lodgings more agreeable to my circumstances. I best know what will suit them; and am resolved not to be obliged to any body. If you leave me, I will take a civil leave of these people, and retire to some one of the neighbouring villages, and there, secreting myself, wait my cousin Morden's arrival with patience.
He presumed, he told me, from what I said, that my application to my relations was unsuccessful: That therefore he hoped I would give him leave now to mention the terms in the nature of settlements, which he had long intended to propose to me; and which having till now delay'd to do, thro' accidents not proceeding from himself, he had thoughts of urging to me the moment I enter'd upon my new house; and upon finding myself as independent in appearance as I was in fact. Permit me, Madam, to propose these matters to you: -Not with an expectation of your immediate answer; but for your consideration.
Were not hesitation, a self-felt glow, a downcast eye, more than enough? Your advice was too much in my head: I hesitated.
He urg'd on upon my silence: He would call God to witness to the justice, nay to the generosity of his intentions to me, if I would be so good as to hear what he had to propose to me, as to settlements.
Could not the man have fallen into the subject without this parade? Many a point, you know, is refused, and ought to be refused, if leave be asked to introduce it; and when once refused, the refusal must in honour be adhered to: -Whereas, had it been slid in upon one, as I may say, it might have merited further consideration. If such a man as he knows not this, who should?
I thought myself obliged, tho' not to depart from this subject intirely, yet, to give it a more diffuse turn; in order, on the one hand, to save myself the mortification of appearing too ready in my compliance, after such a distance as had been between us; and on the other, to avoid (in pursuance of your advice) the necessity of giving him such a repulse, as might again throw us out of the course.
A cruel alternative to be reduced to!
You talk of generosity, Mr. Lovelace, said I; and you talk of justice; perhaps without having consider'd the force of the words, in the sense you use them on this occasion. -Let me tell you what generosity is, in my sense of the word-True Generosity is not confined to pecuniary instances: It is more than politeness: It is more than good faith: It is more than honour: It is more than justice: Since all these are but duties, and what a worthy mind cannot dispense with. But True Generosity is greatness of soul: It incites us to do more by a fellow-creature, than can be strictly required of us: It obliges us to hasten to the relief of an object that wants relief; anticipating even hope or expectation: Generosity, Sir, will not surely permit a worthy mind to doubt of its honourable and beneficent intentions: Much less will it allow itself to shock, to offend any one; and, least of all, a person thrown by adversity, mishap, or accident, into its protection.
What an opportunity had he to clear his intentions, had he been so disposed, from the latter part of this home observation! -But he run away with the first, and kept to that.
Admirably defin'd! he said. -But who at this rate, Madam, can be said to be generous to you? -Your generosity I implore; while, justice, as it must be my sole merit, shall be my aim. Never was there a woman of such nice and delicate sentiments!
It is a reflection upon yourself, Sir, and upon the company you have kept, if you think these notions either nice or delicate. Thousands of my sex are more nice than I; for they would have avoided the devious path I have been surprized into: The consequences of which surprize have laid me under the sad necessity of telling a man, who has not delicacy enough to enter into those parts of the female character, which are its glory and distinction, what True Generosity is.
His divine monitress, he called me! -He would endeavour to form his manners, as he had often promised, by my example. But he hoped I would now permit him to mention briefly the justice he proposed to do me, in the terms of the settlement; a subject so proper, before now, to have been enter'd upon; and which would have been enter'd upon long ago, had not my frequent displeasure taken from him the opportunity he had often wish'd for: But now having ventur'd to lay hold of this, nothing should divert him from improving it.
I have no spirits just now, Sir, to attend to such weighty points. What you have a mind to propose, write to me: And I shall know what answer to return. Only one thing let me remind you of, that if you touch upon any subject, in which my papa has a concern, I shall judge by your treatment of the father, what value you have for the daughter.
He looked, as if he would choose rather to speak than write: But had he said so, I had a severe return to have made upon him; as possibly he might see by my looks.
In this way are we now: A sort of calm, as I said, succeeding a storm: -What may happen next, whether a storm or a calm, with such a spirit as I have to deal with, who can tell?
But be that as it will, I think, my dear, I am not meanly off: And that is a great point with me; and which I know you'll be glad to hear: If it were only, that I can see this man without losing any of that dignity (what other word can I use, speaking of myself, that betokens decency, and not arrogance?) which is so necessary to enable me to look up, or rather, with the mind's eye, I may say, to look down upon a man of this man's cast.
Altho' circumstances have so offer'd, that I could not take your advice as to the manner of dealing with him; yet you gave me so much courage by it, as has enabled me to conduct things to this issue; as well as determin'd me against leaving him: Which before, I was thinking to do, at all adventures. Whether, when it came to the point, I should have done so, or not, I cannot say, because it would have depended upon his behaviour at the time.
But let his behaviour be what it will, I am afraid, with you, that, should any thing offer, at last, to oblige me to leave him, I shall not mend my situation in the world's eye; but the contrary. And yet I will not be treated by him with indignity, while I have any power to help myself.
You, my dear, have accused me of having modesty'd-away, as you phrase it, several opportunities of being, -Being what, my dear? -Why, the wife of a libertine: And what a libertine and his wife are, my cousin Morden's letter tells us. -Let me here, once for all, endeavour to account for the motives of my behaviour to this man, and for the principles I have proceeded upon, as they appear to me upon a close self-examination.
Be pleased then to allow me to think, that my motives on this occasion, arise not altogether from maidenly niceness; nor yet from the apprehension of what my present tormentor, and future husband, may think of a precipitate compliance, on such a disagreeable behaviour as his: But they arise principally from what offers to my own heart, respecting, as I may say, its own rectitude, its own judgment of the fit and the unfit; as I would, without study, answer for myself to myself, in the first place; to him, and to the world, in the second only. Principles, that are in my mind; that I found there; implanted, no doubt, by the first gracious Planter: Which therefore impell me, as I may say, to act up to them, that thereby I may, to the best of my judgment, be enabled to comport myself worthily in both states (the single and the married), let others act as they will by me.
I hope, my dear, I do not deceive myself, and, instead of setting about rectifying what is amiss in my heart, endeavour to find excuses for habits and peculiarities, which I am unwilling to cast off or overcome. The heart is very deceitful: Do you, my dear friend, lay mine open (but, surely, it is always open before you!) and spare me not, if you find or think it culpable.
This observation, once for all, as I said, I thought proper to make, to convince you, that, to the best of my judgment, my errors, in matters as well of the lesser moment, as the greater, shall rather be the fault of my understanding than of my will.
I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever-obliged
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v4 LETTER XIII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Tuesday Night, May 16.
Mr. Lovelace has sent me, by Dorcas, his proposals, as follow:
'To spare a delicacy so extreme, and to obey you, I write: And the rather, that you may communicate this paper to Miss Howe, who may consult any of her friends you shall think proper to have intrusted on this occasion. I say, intrusted; because, as you know, I have given it out to several persons, that we are actually marry'd.
'In the first place, Madam, I offer to settle upon you, by way of jointure, your whole estate. And moreover to vest in trustees such a part of mine in Lancashire, as shall produce a clear four hundred pounds a year, to be paid to your sole and separate use, quarterly.
'My own estate is a clear 2000l. per annum. Lord M. proposes to give me possession either of That which he has in Lancashire (to which, by the way, I think I have a better title than he has himself), or That we call The Lawn in Hertfordshire, upon my nuptials with a lady whom he so greatly admires; and to make that I shall choose a clear 1000l. per annum.
'My too great contempt of censure has subjected me to much traduction. It may not therefore be improper to assure you, on the word of a gentleman, that no part of my estate was ever mortgaged: And that altho' I lived very expensively abroad, and made large draughts, yet, that Midsummer-Day next will discharge all that I owe in the world. My notions are not all bad ones. I have been thought, in pecuniary cases, generous. It would have deserved another name, had I not first been just.
'If, as your own estate is at present in your father's hands, you rather choose that I should make a jointure out of mine, tantamount to yours, be it what it will, it shall be done. I will engage Lord M. to write to you, what he proposes to do on the happy occasion: Not as your desire or expectation, but to demonstrate, that no advantage is intended to be taken of the situation you are in with your own family.
'To shew the beloved daughter the consideration I have for her, I will consent, that she shall prescribe the terms of agreement in relation to the large sums, which must be in her father's hands, arising from her grandfather's estate. I have no doubt, but he will be put upon making large demands upon you. All those it shall be in your power to comply with, for the sake of your own peace. And the remainder shall be paid into your hands, and be intirely at your disposal, as a fund to support those charitable donations, which I have heard you so famed for out of your family; and for which you have been so greatly reflected upon in it.
'As to cloaths, jewels, and the like, against the time you shall choose to make your appearance, it will be my pride, that you shall not be beholden for such of these, as shall be answerable to the rank of both, to those who have had the stupid folly to renounce a daughter they deserved not. You must excuse me, Madam: You would mistrust my sincerity in the rest, could I speak of these people with less asperity, tho' so nearly related to you.
'These, Madam, are my proposals. They are such as I always designed to make, whenever you would permit me to enter into the delightful subject. But you have been so determin'd to try every method for reconciling yourself to your relations even by giving me absolutely up for ever, that you have seem'd to think it but justice to keep me at a distance, till the event of that your predominant hope could be seen. It is now seen! -And altho' I have been, and perhaps still am, ready to regret the want of that preference I wish'd for from you as Miss Clarissa Harlowe; yet I am sure, as the husband of Mrs. Lovelace, I shall be more ready to adore than to blame you for the pangs you have given to a heart, the generosity, or rather justice of which, my implacable enemies have taught you to doubt: And this still the readier, as I am persuaded, that those pangs never would have been given by a mind so noble, had not the doubt been entertained, perhaps, with too great an appearance of reason; and as I hope I shall have it to reflect, that the moment the doubt shall be overcome, the indifference will cease.
'I will only add, that if I have omitted any thing, that would have given you further satisfaction; or if the above terms be short of what you would wish; you will be pleased to supply them as you think fit. And when I know your pleasure, I will instantly order articles to be drawn up conformably; that nothing in my power may be wanting to make you happy.
'You will now, dearest Madam, judge, how far all the rest depends upon yourself.'
You see, my dear, what he offers. You see it is all my fault, that he has not made these offers before. -I am a strange creature! To be to blame in everything, and to every-body! Yet neither intend the ill at the time, nor know it to be the ill till too late, or so nearly too late, that I must give up all the delicacy he talks of, to compound for my fault!
I shall now judge how far all the rest depends upon myself! So coldly concludes he such warm, and, in the main, unobjectible proposals! Would you not, as you read, have supposed, that the paper would conclude with the most earnest demand of a day? -I own, I had that expectation so strong, resulting naturally, as I may say, from the premises, that without studying for dissatisfaction, I could not help being dissatisfied, when I came to the conclusion. -But you say, there is no help. I must, perhaps, make further sacrifices. All delicacy, it seems, is to be at an end with me! But if so, this man knows not what every wise man knows, that prudence, and virtue, and delicacy of mind in a wife, do the husband more real honour, in the eye of the world, than the same qualities (were she destitute of them) in himself: As the want of them in her does him more dis-honour: For are not the wife's errors, the husband's reproach? How justly his reproach, is another thing.
I will consider this paper; and write to it, if I am able: For it seems now, all the rest depends upon myself.

### v4 LETTER XIV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Wednesday Morning, May 17.
Mr. Lovelace would fain have engag'd me last night. But as I was not prepar'd to enter upon the subject of his proposals, intending to consider them maturely, and was not highly pleased with his conclusion (and then there is hardly any getting from him in tolerable time over-night), I desired to be excused seeing him till morning.
About seven o'clock we met in the dining-room. I find, he was full of expectation that I should meet him with a very favourable, who knows, but with a thankful aspect? -And I immediately found by his sullen countenance, that he was under no small disappointment that I did not.
My dearest love, are you well? -Why look you so solemn upon me? -Will your indifference never be over? -If I have proposed terms in any respect short of your expectation-
I told him, that he had very considerately mention'd my shewing his proposals to Miss Howe, and consulting any of her friends upon them by her means; and I should have an opportunity to send them to her, by Collins, by-and-by; and so insisted to suspend any talk upon that subject till I had her opinion upon them.
Good God! -If there were but the least loop-hole; the least room for delay! -But he was writing a letter to his uncle, to give him an account of his situation with me, and could not finish it so satisfactorily, either to my Lord, or to himself, as if I would condescend to say, whether the terms he had proposed were acceptable, or not.
Thus far, I told him, I could say, That my principal point was peace and reconciliation with my family. As to other matters, the genteelness of his own spirit would put him upon doing more for me than I should ask, or expect. Wherefore, if all he had to write about was to know what Lord M. would do on my account, he might spare himself the trouble; for that my utmost wishes as to myself, were much more easily gratify'd than he perhaps imagin'd.
He asked me then, If I would so far permit him to touch upon the happy day, as to request his uncle's presence on the occasion, and to be my father?
Father had a sweet and venerable sound with it, I said. I should be glad to have a father who would own me!
Was not this plain speaking, think you, my dear? Yet it rather, I must own, appears so to me on reflection, than was designed freely at the time. For I then, with a sigh from the bottom of my heart, thought of my own father; bitterly regretting, that I am an outcast from him and from my mother.
Mr. Lovelace, I thought, seemed a little affected; at the manner of my speaking, as well as at the sad reflection, I suppose.
I am but a very young creature, Mr. Lovelace, said I, and wiped my averted eye, altho' you have kindly, and in love to me, introduced so much sorrow to me already: So you must not wonder, that the word father strikes so sensibly upon the heart of a child, ever dutiful till she knew you, and whose tender years still require the paternal wing.
He turned towards the window: [Rejoice with me, my dear, since I seem devoted to him, that the man is not absolutely impenetrable!] -His emotion was visible; yet he endeavoured to suppress it-Approaching me again; again he was obliged to turn from me; Angelic something, he said: But then, obtaining a heart more suitable to his wish, he once more approached me. -For his own part, he said, as Lord M. was so subject to the gout, he was afraid, that the compliment he had just proposed to make him, might, if made, occasion a longer suspension, than he could bear to think of: And if it did, it would vex him to the heart, that he had made it.
I could not say a single word to this, you know, my dear. But you will guess at my thoughts of what he said-So much passionate love, lip-deep! So prudent and so dutifully patient at heart to a relation he had till now, so undutifully despised! -Why, why, am I thrown upon such a man! thought I.-
He hesitated, as if contending with himself, and after taking a turn or two about the room,-He was at a great loss what to determine upon, he said, because he had not the honour of knowing when he was to be made the happiest of men: -Would to God it might that very instant be resolved upon!
He stopp'd a moment or two, staring in my down-cast face [Did I not, O my beloved friend, think you, want a father or a mother just then?] But he could not, so soon as he wished, procure my consent to a day; in that case, he thought the compliment might as well be made to Lord M. as not;- Since the settlements might be drawn and ingrossed in the intervenient time, which would pacify his impatience, as no time would be lost.
You will suppose how I was affected by this speech, by repeating the substance of what he said upon it; as follows.
-But by his soul, he knew not, so much was I upon the reserve, and so much latent meaning did my eye import, whether, when he most hoped to please me, he was not farthest from doing so. Would I vouchsafe to say, Whether I approved of his compliment to Lord M. or not?
Miss Howe, thought I, at that moment, says, I must not run away from This man!
To be sure, Mr. Lovelace, if this matter is ever to be, it must be agreeable to me to have the full approbation of one side, since I cannot have that of the other.
If this matter be ever to be! Good God! what words were those at this time of day! And full approbation of one side! Why that word approbation? When the greatest pride of all his family was, That of having the honour of so dear a creature for their relation? Would to Heaven, my dearest life, added he, that, without complimenting Any-body, to-morrow might be the happiest day of my life! -What say you, my angel? With a trembling impatience, that seemed not affected,-What say you for to-morrow?
It was likely, my dear, I could say much to it, or name another day, had I been disposed to the latter, with such an hinted delay from him.
Next day, Madam, if not to-morrow! -Or the day after that! -And taking my two hands, stared me into a half-confusion.
No, no! You cannot think all of a sudden, there should be reason for such a hurry. It will be most agreeable, to be sure, for my Lord to be present.
I am all obedience and resignation, returned the wretch, with a self-pluming air, as if he had acquiesced to a proposal made by me, and had complimented me with a great piece of self-denial.
Modesty, I think, required it of me, that it should pass so: Did it not? -I think it did. Would to Heaven -But what signifies wishing?
But when he would have rewarded himself, as he had heretofore called it, for this self-supposed concession, with a kiss, I repulsed him with a just and very sincere disdain.
He seemed both vex'd and surpriz'd, as one who had made proposals that he had expected every thing from. He plainly said, that he thought our situation would intitle him to such an innocent freedom: And he was both amaz'd and griev'd to be thus scornfully repulsed.
No reply could be made by me. I abruptly broke from him. I recollect, as I passed by one of the pier-glasses, that I saw in it his clenched hand offered in wrath to his forehead: The words, indifference, by his soul, next to hatred, I heard him speak: And something of ice he mentioned: I heard not what.
Whether he intends to write to my Lord, or to Miss Montague, I cannot tell. But as all delicacy ought to be over with me now, perhaps I am to blame to expect it from a man who may not know what it is. If he does not, and yet thinks himself very delicate, and intends not to be otherwise, I am rather to be pitied, than he to be censured. And after all, since I must take him as I find him, I must: That is to say, as a man so vain, and so accustom'd to be admired, that, not being conscious of internal defect, he has taken no pains to polish more than his outside: And as his proposals are higher than my expectations; and as in his own opinion, he has a great deal to bear from me. I will (no new offence preventing) sit down to answer them: -And, if possible, in terms as unobjectible to him, as his are to me.
But after all, see you not, my dear, more and more, the mismatch that there is in our minds?
However, I am willing to compound for my fault, by giving up (if that may be all my punishment) the expectation of what is deemed happiness in this life, with such a husband as I fear he will make. In short, I will content myself to be a suffering person thro' the state to the end of my life. A long one it cannot be!-
This may qualify him (as it may prove) from stings of conscience from misbehaviour to a first wife, to be a more tolerable one to a second, tho' not perhaps better deserving: While my story, to all who shall know it, will afford these instructions: That the eye is a traitor, and ought ever to be mistrusted: That form is deceitful: In other words; That a fine person is seldom pair'd by a fine mind: And that sound principles, and a good heart, are the only bases on which the hopes of a happy future, either with respect to the here or to the hereafter, can be built.
And so much at present for Mr. Lovelace's proposals: Of which I desire your opinion.
I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever obliged
Cl. Harlowe.
Four letters are written by Mr. Lovelace from the date of his last, giving the state of affairs between him and the lady, pretty much the same as in hers in the same period, allowing for the humour in his; and for his resentments expressed with vehemence on her resolution to leave him, if her friends could be prevailed upon. -A few extracts from them will be only given.
'What, says he, might have become of me, and my projects, had not her father, and the rest of the implacables, stood my friends?' After violent threatnings and vows of revenge, he says-''Tis plain she would have given me up for ever; nor should I have been able to prevent her abandoning of me, unless I had torn up the tree by the roots to come at the fruit; which I hope still to bring down by a gentle shake or two, if I can but have patience to stay the ripening season.'
Thus triumphing in his unpolite cruelty, he says,- 'After her haughty treatment of me, I am resolved she shall speak out. There are a thousand beauties to be discovered in the face, in the accent, in the bush-beating hesitations of a woman that is earnest about a subject which she wants to introduce, yet knows not how. Silly rogues, calling themselves generous ones, would value themselves for sparing a lady's confusion: But they are silly rogues indeed; and rob themselves of prodigious pleasure by their forwardness; and at the same time deprive her of displaying a world of charms, which only can be manifested on these occasions. Hard-heartedness, as it is called, is an essential of the libertine's character. Familiarized to the distresses he occasions he is seldom betray'd by tenderness into a complaisant weakness unworthy of himself. How have I enjoyed a charming creature's confusion, as I have sat over-against her; her eyes lost in admiration of my shoebuckles, or meditating some uncouth figure in the carpet!'
Mentioning the settlements, he says,-'I am in earnest as to the terms. If I marry her (and I have no doubt but that I shall, after my pride, my ambition, my revenge, if thou wilt, is gratify'd), I will do her noble justice. The more I do for such a prudent, such an excellent oeconomist, the more shall I do for myself. -But, by my soul, Belford, her haughtiness shall be brought down to own both love and obligation to me. -Nor will this sketch of settlements bring us forwarder than I would have it. Modesty of sex will stand my friend at any time. At the very altar, our hands join'd, I'd engage to make this proud beauty leave the parson and me, and all my friends present, tho' there were twenty of them, to look like fools upon one another, while she took wing, and flew out of the church-door, or window, if that were open, and the door shut; and this only by a very word.'
He mentions his rash expression, that she should be his, altho' damnation were to be the purchase; and owns that, at that instant, he was upon the point of making a violent attempt; but that he was check'd in the very moment, and but just in time, by the awe he was struck with on again casting his eye upon her terrified but lovely face, and seeing, as he thought, her spotless heart in every line of it.
'O virtue, virtue! says he, what is there in thee, that can thus affect the heart of such a man as me, against my will! -Whence these involuntary tremors, and fear of giving mortal offence? -What art thou, that acting in the breast of a feeble woman, canst strike so much awe into a spirit so intrepid! Which never before, no, not in my first attempt, young as I then was, and frighted at my own boldness (till I found myself forgiven), had such an effect upon me!'
He paints, in lively colours, that part of the scene between him and the Lady, where she says, 'The word father has a sweet and venerable sound with it.'
'I was exceedingly affected, says he, upon the occasion. But was ashamed to be surprised by her into such a fit of unmanly weakness: -So ashamed, that I was resolved to subdue it at the instant, and guard against the like for the future. Yet, at that moment, I more than half regretted, that I could not permit her to enjoy a triumph which she so well deserved to glory in: -Her youth, her beauty, her artless innocence, and her manner, equally beyond comparison or description. But her indifference, Belford! -That she could resolve to sacrifice me to the malice of my enemies; and carry on the design in so clandestine a manner-Yet love her, as I do, to frenzy! -Revere her, as I do, to adoration! - These were the recollections with which I fortify'd my recreant heart against her. -Yet, after all, if she persevere, she must conquer! -Coward, as she has made me, that never was a coward before!'
He concludes his fourth letter in a vehement rage upon her repulsing him, when he offer'd to salute her; having supposed, as he owns, that she would have been all condescension on his proposals to her.
'This, says he, I will for ever remember against her, in order to steel my own heart, that I may cut thro' a rock of ice to hers; and repay her for the disdain, the scorn, which glow'd in her countenance, and was apparent in her air, at her abrupt departure from me, after such obliging behaviour on my side, and after I had so earnestly pressed her for an early day. -The women below say, She hates me, she despises me! -And 'tis true: She does; she must. -And why cannot I take their advice? -I will not long, my fair one, be despised by thee, and laughed at by them!'
'Let me acquaint thee, Jack, adds he, by way of postscript, That this effort of hers to leave me, if she could have been received; her sending for a coach on Sunday; no doubt, resolving not to return, if she had gone out without me (for did she not declare, that she had thought to retire to some of the villages about town where she could be safe and private?); have altogether so much alarm'd me, that I have been adding to the written instructions for my servant, and the people below, how to act, in case she should elope in my absence: Particularly letting my fellow know what he shall report to strangers, in case she shall throw herself upon any such, with a resolution to abandon me. These instructions I shall further add to, as circumstances offer:'

### v4 LETTER XV.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Thursday, May 18.
I Have neither time nor patience, my dear friend, is to answer to every material article in your last letters, just now received. Mr. Lovelace's proposals are all I like of him. And yet (as you do) I think, that he concludes them not with that warmth and earnestness which we might naturally have expected from him. Never in my life did I hear or read of so patient a man, with such a blessing in his reach. But wretches of his cast, between you and me, my dear, have not, I fancy, the ardors that honest men have. Who knows, as your Bell once spitefully said, but he may have half a dozen creatures to quit his hands of, before he engages for life? -Yet I believe you must not expect him to be honest on this side of his grand climacteric.
He, to suggest delay from a compliment to be made to Lord M. and to give time for settlements! - He, a part of whose character it is, not to know what complaisance to his relations is! -I have no patience with him! -You did indeed want an interposing friend, on the affecting occasion which you mention in yours of yesterday morning. But, upon my word, were I to have been that moment in your situation, and been so treated, I would have torn his eyes out, and left it to his own heart, when I had done, to furnish the reason for it.
Would to Heaven to-morrow, without complimenting any-body, might be his happy day! -Villain! After he had himself suggested the compliment! -And I think he accuses You of delaying! -Fellow, that he is! - How my heart is wrung-
But, as matters now stand betwixt you, I am very unseasonable in expressing my resentments against him. -Yet I don't know whether I am or not, neither; since it is the cruellest of fates, for a woman to be forced to have a man whom her heart despises. You must, at least, despise him; at times, however. His clenched fist offered to his forehead on your leaving him in just displeasure; I wish it had been a poleax, and in the hand of his worst enemy.
I will endeavour to think of some method, of some scheme, to get you from him, and to fix you safely somewhere, till your cousin Morden arrives: A scheme to lie by you, and to be pursued as occasion may be given. You are sure, that you can go abroad when you please; and that our correspondence is safe. I cannot, however, for the reasons heretofore mentioned, respecting your own reputation, wish you to leave him, while he gives you not cause to suspect his honour. But your heart, I know, would be the easier, if you were sure of some asylum, in case of necessity.
Yet once more, I say, I can have no notion that he can or dare to mean you dishonour. -But then the man is a fool, my dear-that's all.
However, since you are thrown upon a fool, marry the fool, at the first opportunity; and tho' I doubt that this man will be the most ungovernable of fools as all witty and vain fools are, take him as a punishment, since you cannot as a reward. In short, as one given, to convince you, that there is nothing but imperfection in this life.
I shall be impatient till I have your next. I am, my dearest friend,
Your ever-affectionate and faithful
Anna Howe.

### v4 LETTER XVI.

Mr. Belford, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Wednesday, May 17.
I Would conceal nothing from you that relates to yourself so much as the inclosed. You will see what the noble writer apprehends from you, and wishes of you, with regard to Miss Harlowe, and how much at heart all your relations have it, that you do honourably by her. They compliment me with an influence over you, which I wish with all my soul you would let me have in this article.
Let me once more intreat thee, Lovelace, to reflect, before it be too late, before the mortal offence be given, upon the graces and merits of this lady. Let thy frequent remorses at last end in one effectual one. Let not pride and wantonness of heart, ruin thy fairer prospects. By my faith, Lovelace, there is nothing but vanity, conceit, and nonsense, in our wild schemes. As we grow older, we shall be wiser, and looking back upon our foolish notions of the present hour, shall certainly despise ourselves (our youth dissipated), when we think of the honourable engagements we might have made. Thou, more especially, if thou lettest such a matchless creature slide thro' thy fingers. A creature pure from her cradle. In all her actions and sentiments uniformly noble. Strict in the performance of all her even unrewarded duties to the most unreasonable of fathers, what a wife will she make the man who shall have the honour to call her his!
Reflect likewise upon her sufferings for thee. Actually at the time thou art forming schemes to ruin her (at least, in her sense of the word) is she not labouring under a father's curse laid upon her by thy means, and for thy sake? And wouldst thou give operation and completion to this curse?
And what, Lovelace, all the time is thy pride? Thou that vainly imaginest, that the whole family of the Harlowes, and that of the Howes too, are but thy machines, unknown to themselves, to bring about thy purposes, and thy revenge: What art thou more, or better, than the instrument even of her implacable brother, and envious sister, to perpetrate the disgrace of the most excellent of sisters, which they are moved to by vilely low and sordid motives? -Canst thou bear, Lovelace, to be thought the machine of thy inveterate enemy James Harlowe? -Nay, art thou not the cully of that still viler Joseph Leman, who serves himself as much by thy money, as he does thee by the double part he acts by thy direction? -And the devil's agent besides, who only can, and who certainly will, suitably reward thee, if thou proceedest, and if thou effectest thy wicked purpose?
Could any man but you put together upon paper the following questions, with so much unconcern as you seem to have written them? -Give them a reperusal, O heart of adamant! 'Whither can she fly to avoid me? Her parents will not receive her; her uncles will not entertain her: Her beloved Norton is in their direction, and cannot. Miss Howe dare not. She has not one friend in town but Me: Is intirely a stranger to the town.' - What must that heart be that can triumph in a distress so deep, into which she has been plunged by thy elaborate arts and contrivances? And what a sweet, yet sad reflection was that, which had almost had its due effect upon thee, arising from thy naming Lord M. for her nuptial father! Her tender years inclining her to wish a father, and to hope a friend. -O my dear Lovelace, canst thou resolve to be, instead of the father thou hast robbed her of, a devil?
Thou knowest, that I have no interest, that I can have no view, in wishing thee to do justice to this admirable creature. For thy own sake, once more I conjure thee, for thy family's sake, and for the sake of our common humanity, let me beseech thee to be just to Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
No matter whether these expostulations are in character from me, or not. I have been, and am, bad enough. If thou takest my advice, which is, as the inclosed will shew thee, the advice of all thy family, thou wilt perhaps have it to reproach me (and but perhaps neither), that thou art not a worse man than myself. But if thou dost not, and if thou ruinest such a virtue, all the complicated wickedness of ten devils, let loose among the innocent, with full power over them, will not do so much vile and base mischief as thou wilt be guilty of.
It is said, that the prince on his throne is not safe, if a mind so desperate can be found, as values not its own life. So may it be said, that the most immaculate virtue is not safe, if a man can be met with, who has no regard to his own honour, and makes a jest of the most solemn vows and protestations.
Thou mayest by trick, chicane, and false colours, thou who art worse than a pickeroon in love, overcome a poor lady so intangled as thou hast intangled her; so unprotected as thou hast made her: But consider, how much more generous and just to her, and noble to thyself, it is, to overcome thyself.
Once more, it is no matter, whether my past or future actions countenance my preachment, as perhaps thou'lt call what I have written: But this I promise thee, that whenever I meet with a woman of but one half of Miss Harlowe's perfections, who will favour me with her acceptance, I will take the advice I give, and marry. Nor will I attempt to try her honour at the hazard of my own. In other words, I will not degrade an excellent creature in her own eyes, by trials, when I have no cause for suspicion. And let me add, with respect to thy Eagleship's manifestation, of which thou boastest, in thy attempts upon the innocent and uncorrupted, rather than upon those whom thou humourously comparest to wrens, philtits, and wagtails, that I hope I have it not once to reproach myself, that I ruin'd the morals of any one creature, who otherwise would have been uncorrupted. Guilt enough in contributing to the continued guilt of other poor wretches, if I am one of those who take care she shall never rise again, when she has once fallen.
Whatever the capital devil, under whose banner thou hast listed, will let thee do, with regard to this incomparable woman, I hope thou wilt act with honour, in relation to the inclosed, between Lord M. and me; who, as thou wilt see, desires, that thou mayest not know he wrote on the subject; for reasons, I think, very far from being creditable to thyself: And that thou wilt take as meant, the honest zeal for thy service, of
Thy real friend,
J. Belford.

### v4 LETTER XVII.

Lord M. To John Belford, Esq;
[Inclosed in the preceding].
M. Hall, Monday May 15.
SIR,
If any man in the world has power over my nephew, it is you. I therefore write this, to beg you to interfere in the affair depending between him and the most accomplished of women, as every one says; and what every one says, must be true.
I don't know that he has any bad designs upon her; but I know his temper too well, not to be apprehensive upon such long delays: And the ladies here have been for some time in fear for her; my sister Sadleir, in particular, who (you know) is a wise woman, says, that these delays, in the present case, must be from him, rather than from the lady. He had always indeed a strong antipathy to marriage; and may think of playing his dog's tricks by her, as he has by so many others. If there's any danger of this, 'tis best to prevent it in time: For, when a thing is done, advice comes too late.
He has always had the folly and impertinence to make a jest of me for using proverbs: But as they are the wisdom of whole nations and ages, collected into a small compass, I am not to be shamed out of sentences, that often contain more wisdom in them, than the tedious harangues of most of our parsons and moralists. Let him laugh at them, if he pleases: You and I know better things, Mr. Belford. -Tho' you have kept company with a wolf, you have not learnt to howl of him.
But nevertheless, you must not let him know, that I have written to you on this subject. I am ashamed to say it; but he has ever treated me, as if I were a man of very common understanding. And would perhaps think never the better of the best advice in the world, for coming from me.
I am sure, he has no reason to slight me as he does. He may and will be the better for me, if he outlives me; tho' he once told me to my face, That I might do as I would with my estate; for that he, for his part, loved his liberty as much as he despised money. He thought, I suppose, that I could not cover him with my wings, without pecking at him with my bill; tho' I never used to be pecking at him, without very great occasion: And, God knows, he might have my very heart, if he would but endeavour to oblige me, by studying his own good; for that is all I desire of him. Indeed, it was his poor mother that first spoil'd him; and I have been but too indulgent to him since. -A fine grateful disposition, you'll say, to return evil for good! But that was always his way.
This match, however, as the lady has such an extraordinary share of wisdom and goodness, might set all to rights: and if you can forward it, I would enable him to make whatever settlements he could wish; and should not be unwilling to put him in possession of another pretty estate besides: For what do I live for (as I have often said), but to see him and my two nieces well married and settled? May heaven settle him down to a better mind, and turn his heart to more of goodness and consideration!
If the delays are on his side, I tremble for the lady; and, if on hers (as he tells my niece Charlotte), I could wish the young lady were apprized, that Delays are dangerous. Excellent as she is, I can tell her, she ought not to depend on her merits with such a changeable fellow, and such a professed marriage-hater, as he has been. I know you are very good at giving kind hints. A word to the wise is enough.
I wish you would try what you can do with him; for I have warned him so often of his wicked practices, that I begin to despair of my words having any effect upon him. But let him remember, that Vengeance, tho' it comes with leaden feet, strikes with iron hands. If he behaves ill in this case, he may find it so. What a pity it is, that a man of his talents and learning should be so vile a rake! Alas! alas! Um poignee de bonne vie vaut mieux que plein muy de clerge; A handful of good life is better than a whole bushel of learning.
You may throw in, too, as his friend, that, should he provoke me, it may not be too late for me to marry. My old friend Wycherly did so, when he was older than I am, on purpose to plague his nephew: And, in spite of this gout, I might have a child or two still. And have not been without some thoughts that way, when he has angered me more than ordinary: But these thoughts have gone off again hitherto, upon my considering, that the children of very young and very old men [tho' I am not so very old neither] last not long; and that old men, when they marry young women, are said to make much of death: Yet who knows but that matrimony might be good against the gouty humours I am troubled with?
The sentences, that I have purposely wove into my discourse, may be of some service to you in talking to him; but use them sparingly, that he may not discover, that you borrow your darts from my quiver.
May your good counsels, Mr. Belford, founded upon the hints I have given, pierce his heart, and incite him to do what will be so happy for himself, and so necessary for the honour of that admirable lady whom I long to see his wife; and, if I may, I will not think of one for myself.
Should he abuse the confidence she has plac'd in him, I myself shall pray, that vengeance may fall upon his head. -Raro-Raro-(I quite forget all my Latin! but I think it is)-Raro antecedentem scelestum deseruit pede poena claudo: Where vice goes before, vengeance (sooner or later) will follow.
I shall make no apologies to you for this trouble. I know how well you love him and me; and there is nothing in which you could serve us both more importantly, than in forwarding this match to the utmost of your power. When it is done, how shall I rejoice to see you at M. Hall! Mean time, I shall long to hear, that you are likely to be successful; and am,
Dear Sir,
Your most faithful friend and servant,
M.
Mr. Lovelace having not returned an answer to Mr. Belford's expostulatory letter, so soon as Mr. Belford expected, he wrote to him, expressing his apprehension, that he had disobliged him by his honest freedom. Among other things, he says-'I pass my time here at Watford, attending my dying uncle, very heavily. I cannot therefore, by any means, dispense with thy correspondence. And why shouldst thou punish me, for having more conscience and remorse than thyself? Thou, who never thoughtest either conscience or remorse an honour to thee. And I have, besides, a melancholy story to tell thee, in relation to Belton and his Thomasine; and which may afford a lesson to all the keeping class.
'I have a letter from each of our three companions in the time. They have all the wickedness that thou hast, but not the wit. Some new rogueries do two of them boast of, which, I think, it completed, deserve the gallows.
'I am far from hating intrigue upon principle. But to have aukward fellows plot, and commit their plots to paper, destitute of the seasonings, of the acumen, which is thy talent, how extremely shocking must their letters be! -But do thou, Lovelace, whether thou art, or art not, determined upon thy measures, with regard to the fine lady in thy power, enliven my heavy heart by thy communications; and thou wilt oblige
'Thy melancholy friend,
J. Belford.'

### v4 LETTER XVIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday Night, May 10.
When I have opened my views to thee so amply, as I have done in my former letters; and have told thee, that my principal design is but to bring virtue to a trial, that, if virtue, it need not be afraid of; and that the reward of it will be marriage (that is to say, if, after I have carried my point, I cannot prevail upon her to live with me the Life of Honour; for that thou knowest is the wish of my heart); I am amazed at the repetition of thy wambling nonsense.
I am of opinion with thee, that some time hence, when I am grown wiser, I shall conclude, that there is nothing but vanity, conceit, and nonsense, in my present wild schemes. But what is this saying, but that I must be first wiser?
I do not intend to let this matchless creature slide through my fingers.
Art thou able to say half the things in her praise, that I have said, and am continually saying or writing?
Her gloomy father cursed the sweet creature, because she put it out of his wicked power to compel her to have the man she hated. Thou knowest how little merit she has with me on this score. -And shall I not try the virtue I intend, upon full proof, to reward, because her father is a tyrant? -Why art thou thus eternally reflecting upon so excellent a woman, as if thou wert assured she would fail in the trial? -Nay, thou declarest, every time thou writest on the subject, that she will, that she must yield, intangled as she is: And yet makest her virtue the pretence of thy solicitude for her.
An instrument of the vile James Harlowe, dost thou call me? -O Jack! how I could curse thee! -I an instrument of that brother! of that sister! -But mark the end-And thou shalt see what will become of that brother, and of that sister!
Play not against me my own acknowleged sensibilities, I desire thee. Sensibilities which, at the same time that they contradict thy charge of an adamantine heart in thy friend, thou hadst known nothing of, had I not communicated them to thee.
If I ruin such a virtue, sayest thou? -Eternal monotonist! -Again; The most immaculate virtue may be ruined by men, who have no regard to their honour, and who make a jest of the most solemn oaths, &c. What must be the virtue that will be ruined without oaths? Is not the world full of these deceptions? And are not lovers oaths a jest of hundreds of years standing? And are not cautions against the perfidy of our sex, a necessary part of the female education?
I do intend to endeavour to overcome myself; but I must first try, if I cannot overcome this lady. Have I not said, that the honour of her Sex is concerned that I should try?
Whenever thou meetest with a woman of but half her perfections, thou wilt marry. -Do, Jack.
Can a girl be degraded by trials, who is not overcome?
I am glad, that thou takest crime to thyself, for not endeavouring to convert the poor wretches whom others have ruined. I will not recriminate upon thee, Belford, as I might, when thou flatterest thyself, that thou never ruinedst the morals of any young creature, who otherwise would not have been corrupted. - The palliating consolation of an Hottentot heart, determined rather to gluttonize on the garbage of other foul feeders, than to reform. -But tell me, Jack, wouldst thou have spared such a girl as my Rosebud, had I not, by my example, engaged thy generosity? Nor was my Rosebud the only girl I spared: -When my power was acknowleged, who more merciful than thy friend?
It is resistance that inflames desire,
Sharpens the darts of love, and blows its fire.
Love is disarm'd that meets with too much ease;
He languishes, and does not care to please.
The women know this as well as the men. They love to be addressed with spirit;
And therefore 'tis their golden fruit they guard
With so much care, to make possession hard.
Whence, for a by-reflection, the ardent, the complaisant Gallant is so often preferr'd to the cold Husband. And yet the Sex do not consider, that Variety or Novelty gives the ardour and the obsequiousness; and that, were the Rake as much used to them as the Husband is, he would be (and is to his own wife, if married) as indifferent to their favours; and the Husband, in his turn, would, to another woman, be the Rake. Let the women, upon the whole, take this lesson from a Lovelace-Always to endeavour to make themselves as New to a Husband, and to appear as elegant and as obliging to him, as they are desirous to appear to a Lover, and actually were to him as such; and then the Rake, which all women love, will last longer in the Husband, than it generally does.
But to return: -If I have not sufficiently clear'd my conduct to thee in the above; I refer thee once more to mine of the 13th of last month. And pr'ythee, Jack, lay me not under a necessity to repeat the same things so often. I hope thou readest what I write more than once.
I am not displeased that thou art so apprehensive of my resentment, that I cannot miss a day, without making thee uneasy. Thy conscience, 'tis plain, tells thee, that thou hast deserved my displeasure: And if it has convinced thee of that, it will make thee afraid of repeating thy fault. See that this be the consequence. Else, now that thou hast told me how I can punish thee, it is very likely that I do punish thee by my silence, altho' I have as much pleasure in writing on this charming subject, as thou canst have in reading what I write.
When a boy, if a dog ran away from me thro' fear, I generally looked about for a stone, a stick, or a brickbat; and if neither offer'd to my hand, I skimm'd my hat after him, to make him afraid for something. What signifies power, if we do not exert it?
Let my Lord know thou hast scribbled to me. But give him not the contents of thy epistle. Tho' a parcel of crude stuff, he would think there was something in it. Poor arguments will do in favour of what we like. But the stupid Peer little thinks, that this lady is a rebel to love. On the contrary, not only he, but all the world, believe her to be a volunteer in his service. -So I shall incur blame, and she will be pity'd, if any thing happen amiss.
Since my Lord's heart is so set upon this match, I have written already to let him know, 'That my unhappy character has given my beloved an ungenerous diffidence of me. That she is so mother-sick and father-fond, that she had rather return to Harlowe-Place, than marry. That she is even apprehensive, that the step she has taken of going off with me, will make the ladies of a family of such name and rank as ours, think slightly of her. That therefore I desire his Lordship (tho' this hint, I tell him, must be very delicately touched) to write me such a letter as I can shew her. Let him treat me in it ever so freely, I shall not take it amiss, because I know his Lordship takes pleasure in writing to me in a corrective style. That he may make what offers he pleases on the marriage. That I desire his presence at the ceremony; that I may take from his hand the greatest blessing that mortal man can give me.'
I have not absolutely told the lady that I would write to his Lordship to this effect; yet have given her reason to think I will. So that without the last necessity I shall not produce the answer I expect from him: For I am very loth, I own, to make use of any of my family's names for the furthering of my designs. And yet I must make all secure, before I pull off the mask. This was my motive for bringing her hither.
Thus, thou seest, that the old Peer's letter came very seasonably. I thank thee for it. But as to his sentences, they cannot possibly do me good. I was early suffocated with his Wisdom of nations. When a boy, I never asked any thing of him, but out flew a proverb; and if the tendency of that was to deny me, I never could obtain the least favour. This gave me so great an aversion to the very word, that, when a child, I made it a condition with my tutor, who was an honest parson, that I would not read my Bible at all, if he would not excuse me one of the wisest books in it: To which, however, I had no other objection, than that it was called The Proverbs. And as for Solomon, he was then a hated character with me, not because of his polygamy, but because I had conceived him to be such another musty old fellow as my uncle.
Well, but let us leave old saws to old men. - What signifies thy tedious whining over thy departing relation? Is it not generally agreed, that he cannot recover? Will it not be kind in thee, to put him out of his misery? I hear, that he is pester'd still with visits from doctors, and apothecaries, and surgeons; that they cannot cut so deep as the mortification has gone; and that in every visit, in every scarification, inevitable death is pronounced upon him. Why then do they keep tormenting him? Is it not to take away more of his living fleece than of his dead flesh? - When a man is given over, the fee should surely be refused. Are they not now robbing his heirs? -What hast thou to do, if the will be as thou'dst have it? - He sent for thee [Did he not?] to close his eyes. He is but an uncle, is he?
Let me see, if I mistake not, it is in the Bible, or some other good book: Can it be in Herodotus? -O, I believe it is in Josephus; A half-sacred and half-profane author. He tells us of a king of Syria, put out of his pain by his prime minister, or one who deserved to be so for his contrivance. The story says, if I am right, that he spread a wet cloth over his face, which killing him, he reigned in his place. A notable fellow! Perhaps this wet cloth, in the original, is what we now call laudanum; a potion that overspreads the faculties, as the wet cloth did the face of the royal patient, and the translator knew not how to render it.
But how like a forlorn varlet thou subscribest, Thy melancholy friend, J. Belford! -Melancholy! for what? To stand by, and see fair play between an old man and death? I thought thou hadst been more of a man; thou that art not afraid of an acute death, a sword's point, to be so plaguily hyp'd at the consequences of a chronical one? -What tho' the scarificators work upon him day by day? it is only upon a caput mortuum: And pr'ythee Go to, to use the stylum veterum, and learn of the Royal butchers; who, for sport [an hundred times worse men than thy Lovelace] widow ten thousand at a brush, and make twice as many fatherless; and are dubb'd Magnus or Le Grand for it: Learn of them, I say, how to support a single death.
I wish my uncle had given me the opportunity of setting thee a better example: Thou shouldst have seen what a brave fellow I had been. And had I had occasion to write, my conclusion would have been this: 'I hope the old Trojan's happy. In that hope, I am so; and
'Thy rejoicing friend,
R. Lovelace.'
Dwell not always, Jack, upon one subject. Let me have poor Belton's story; the sooner the better. If I can be of service to him, tell him he may command me, either in purse or person. Yet the former with a free will than the latter; for how can I leave my goddess? But I'll issue my commands to my other vassals to attend thy summons. If ye want head, let me know. If not, my quota on this occasion is money.

### v4 LETTER XIX.

Mr. Belford, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Saturday, May 20.
Not one word will I reply to such an abandon'd wretch, as thou hast shewn thyself to be in thine of last night. I will leave the lady to the protection of that Power who only can work miracles; and to her own merits. Still I have hopes that these will save her.
I will proceed, as thou desirest, to poor Belton's case; and the rather, as it has thrown me into such a train of thinking upon our past lives, our present courses, and our future views, as may be of service to both, if I can give due weight to the reflections that arise from it.
The poor man made me a visit on Thursday, in this my melancholy attendance. He began with complaints of his ill health and spirits, his hectic cough, and his increased malady of spitting of blood; and then led to his story.
A confounded one it is; and which highly aggravates his other maladies: For it has come out, that his Thomasine (who truly would be new-christen'd, you know, that her name might be nearer in sound to the christian name of the man whom she pretended to doat upon) has for many years carried on an intrigue with a fellow who had been hostler to her father (an innkeeper at Darking); of whom, at the expence of poor Tom, she has made a gentleman; and managed it so, that having the art to make herself his cashier, she has been unable to account for large sums, which poor Belton thought forthcoming at his demand, and had trusted to her custody, in order to pay off a mortgage upon his paternal estate in Kent, which his heart had run upon leaving clear; but which cannot now be done, and will soon be foreclosed. And yet she has so long passed for his wife, that he knows not what to resolve upon about her; nor about the two boys he was so fond of, supposing them to be his; whereas now he begins to doubt his share in them.
So Keeping don't do, Lovelace. 'Tis not the eligible life. 'A man may keep a woman, said the poor fellow to me, but not his estate! -Two interests! -Then, my tottering fabric!' pointing to his emaciated carcase.
We do well to value ourselves upon our liberty, or, to speak more properly, upon the liberties we take! We had need to run down matrimony as we do, and to make that state the subject of our frothy jests; when we frequently render ourselves [for this of Tom's is not a singular case] the dupes and fools of women, who generally govern us (by arts our wise heads penetrate not) more absolutely than a wife would attempt to do!
Let us consider this point a little; and that upon our own principles, as libertines, setting aside what the laws of our country, and its customs, oblige from us; which, nevertheless, we cannot get over, till we have got over almost all moral obligations, as members of society.
In the first place, let us consider [we, who are in possession of estates by legal descent], how we should have liked to have been such naked destitute varlets, as we must have been, had our fathers been as wise as ourselves; and despised matrimony as we do-And then let us ask ourselves, if we ought not to have the same regard for our posterity, as we are glad our fathers had for theirs?
But this, perhaps, is too moral a consideration. - To proceed therefore to those which will be more striking to us, How can we reasonably expect oeconomy or frugality (or any thing indeed but riot and waste) from creatures who have an interest, and must therefore have views, different from our own?
They know the uncertain tenure [our fickle humours] by which they hold: And is it to be wonder'd at, supposing them to be provident harlots, that they should endeavour, if they have the power, to lay up against a rainy day; or, if they have not the power, that they should squander all they can come at, when they are sure of nothing but the present hour; and when the life they live, and the sacrifices they have made, put conscience and honour out of the question?
Whereas a wife, having the same family-interest with her husband, lies not under either the same apprehensions or temptations; and has not broken through [of necessity, at least, has not] those restraints which education has fasten'd upon her: And if she make a private purse, which we are told by anti-matrimonialists, all wives love to do, and has children, it goes all into the same family, at the long-run.
Then, as to the great article of fidelity to your bed, are not women of family, who are well-educated, under greater restraints, than creatures, who, if they ever had reputation, sacrifice it to sordid interest, or to more sordid appetite, the moment they give up to you? Does not the example you furnish, of having succeeded with her, give encouragement for others to attempt her likewise? For, with all her blandishments, can any man be so credulous. or so vain, as to believe, that the woman he could persuade, another may not prevail upon?
Adultery is so capital a guilt, that even rakes and libertines, if not wholly abandon'd, and, as I may say, invited by a woman's levity, disavow and condemn it: But here, in a state of Keeping, a woman is in no danger of incurring, legally, at least, that guilt; and you yourself have broken thro', and overthrown in her, all the fences and boundaries of moral honesty, and the modesty and reserves of her Sex: And what tie shall hold her against inclination, or interest? And what shall deter an attempter?
While a husband has this security from legal sanctions, that if his wife be detected in a criminal conversation with a man of fortune [the most likely by bribes to seduce her], he may recover very great damages, and procure a divorce besides: Which, to say nothing of the ignominy, is a consideration that must have some force upon both parties. And a wife must be vicious indeed, and a reflection upon a man's own choice, who, for the sake of change, and where there are no qualities to seduce, nor affluence to corrupt, will run so many hazards to injure her husband in the tenderest of all points.
But there are difficulties in procuring a divorce- [And so there ought:] -And none, says the rake, in parting with a mistress, whenever you suspect her; or, whenever, weary of her, you have a mind to change her for another.
But must not the man be a brute indeed, who can cast off a woman, whom he has seduced [If he take her from the town, that's another thing], without some flagrant reason; something that will better justify him to himself, as well as to her, and to the world, than mere power and novelty?
But I don't see, if we judge by fact, and by the practice of all we have been acquainted with, of the Keeping class, that we know how to part with them when we have them.
That we know we can if we will, is all we have for it: And this leads us to bear many things from a mistress, which we would not from a wife. But if we are good-natur'd and humane: If the woman has art [And what woman wants it, who has fallen by art? and to whose precarious situation art is so necessary?] If you have given her the credit of being called by your name: If you have a settled place of abode, and have received and paid visits in her company, as your wife: If she has brought you children; you will allow, that these are strong obligations upon you, in the world's eye, as well as to your own heart, against tearing yourself from such close connexions. She will stick to you as your skin: And it will be next to slaying yourself to cast her off.
Even if there be cause for it, by infidelity, she will have managed ill, if she have not her defenders-Nor did I ever know a cause, or a person, so bad, as to want advocates, either from ill will to the one, or pity to the other; and you will then be thought a hard-hearted miscreant: And even were she to go off without credit to herself, she will leave you as little; especially with all those whose good opinion a man would wish to cultivate.
Well, then, shall this poor privilege, that we may part with a woman, if we will, be deem'd a balance for the other inconveniencies? Shall it be thought by us, who are men of family and fortune, an equivalent for giving up equality of degree; and taking for the partner of our bed, and very probably more than the partner in our estates (to the breach of all family-rule and order), a low-born, a low-educated creature, who has not brought any-thing into the common flock; and can possibly make no returns for the solid benefits she receives, but those libidinous ones, which a man cannot boast of, but to his disgrace, nor think of, but to the shame of both?
Moreover, as the man advances in years, the fury of his libertinism will go off. He will have different aims and pursuits, which will diminish his appetite to ranging, and make such a regular life as the matrimonial and family-life, palatable to him, and every day more palatable.
If he has children, and has reason to think them his, and if his lewd courses have left him any estate, he will have cause to regret the restraint his boasted liberty has laid him under, and the valuable privilege it has deprived him of; when he finds, that it must descend to some relation, for whom, whether near or distant, he cares not one farthing; and who, perhaps, from his dissolute life, if a man of virtue, has held him in the utmost contempt.
And were we to suppose his estate in his power to bequeath as he pleases; why should a man resolve, for the gratifying of his wicked humour only, to bastardize his race? Why should he wish to expose them to the scorn and insults of the rest of the world? - Why should he, whether they are men or women, lay them under the necessity of complying with proposals of marriage, either inferior as to fortune, or unequal as to age? -Why should he deprive the children he loves, and who are themselves guilty of no fault (if they have regard to morals, and to legal and social sanctions), of the respect they would wish to have, and to deserve?-and of the opportunity of associating themselves with proper, that is to say, with reputable company? -And why should he make them think themselves under obligation to every person of character, who should vouchsafe to visit them. What little reason, in a word, would such children have to bless their father's obstinate defiance of the laws and customs of his country; and for giving them a mother, whom they could not think of with honour; to whose crime it was, that they owed their very beings, and whose example it was their duty to shun?
If the education and morals of these children are left to chance, as too generally they are (for the man who has humanity and a feeling heart, and who is capable of fondness for his offspring, I take it for granted, will marry); the case is still worse; his crime is perpetuated, as I may say, by his children: And the Sea, the Army, perhaps the Highway, for the boys; the Common for the girls; too often point out the way to a worse catastrophe.
What therefore, upon the whole, do we get by treading in these crooked paths, but danger, disgrace, and a too late repentance?
And after all, do we not frequently become the cullies of our own libertinism; sliding into the very state with those half-worn-out doxies; which, perhaps we might have enter'd into with their ladies; at least with their superiors, both in degree and fortune? And all the time, lived handsomely like ourselves; not sneaking into holes and corners; and, when we crept abroad with our women, looking about us at every opening into the street or day, as if we were confessedly accountable to the censures of all honest people.
My cousin Tony Jenyns, thou knewest. He had not the actively mischievous spirit, that Thou, Belton, Mowbray, Myself, and Tourville, have: But he imbibed the same notions we do, and carried them into practice.
How did he prate against wedlock! How did he strut about as a wit and a smart! And what a wit and a smart did all the boys and girls of our family, myself among the rest, then an urchin, think him, for the airs he gave himself? -Marry! No, not for the world; what man of sense would bear the insolences, the petulances, the expensiveness of a wife! He could not for the heart of him think it tolerable, that a woman of equal rank and fortune, and, as it might happen, superior talents to his own, should look upon herself to have a right to share the benefit of that fortune which she brought him.
So, after he had flutter'd about the town for two or three years, in all which time he had a better opinion of himself than any-body else had, what does he do, but enter upon an affair with his fencing-master's daughter?
He succeeds, takes private lodgings for her at Hackney; visits her by stealth, both of them tender of reputations, that were extremely tender, but which neither had quite given over; for rakes of either sex are always the last to condemn or cry down themselves: Visited by nobody, nor visiting: The life of a thief, or of a man beset by creditors, afraid to look out of his own house, or to be seen abroad with her. And thus went he on for twelve years, and, tho' he had a good estate, hardly making both ends meet; for, tho' no glare, there was no oeconomy; and besides, he had every year a child, and very fond of them was he. But none of them lived above three years: And being now, on the death of the dozenth, grown as dully sober, as if he had been a real husband, his good Mrs. Thomas (for he had not permitted her to take his own name) prevailed upon him, to think the loss of their children a judgment upon the parents for their wicked way of life [There is a time, when calamities will beget reflection! The royal cully of France, thou knowest, was Maintenon'd into it by his ill successes in the field]: And so, when more than half-worn out both of them, the sorry fellow took it into his head to marry her: And then had leisure to sit down, and contemplate the many offers of persons of family and fortune, which he had declined in the prime of his life: His expences equal at least: His reputation not only less, but lost: His enjoyments stollen: His partnership unequal, and such as he had always been ashamed of. But the women said, That after twelve years cohabitation, Tony did an honest thing by her. And that was all my poor cousin got by making his old mistress his new wife: -Not a drum, not a trumpet, not a fife, not a tabret, nor the expectation of a new joy, to animate him on!
What Belton will do with his Thomasine, I know not; nor care I to advise him: For I see the poor fellow does not like that any-body should curse her but himself: And that he does very heartily. And so low is he reduced, that he blubbers over the reflection upon his past fondness for her cubs, and upon his present doubts of their being his: 'What a d-n'd thing is it, Belford, if Tom and Hall should be the hostler dog's puppies, and not mine!' Very true! and I think the strong health of the chubby-faced, muscular whelps, confirms the too great probability. But I say not so to him.
You, he says, are such a gay, lively mortal, that this sad tale would make no impression upon you: Especially now, that your whole heart is engaged as it is. Mowbray would be too violent upon it; he has not, he says, a feeling heart: Tourville has no discretion: And, a pretty jest! although he and his Thomasine lived without reputation in the world (People guessing that they were not married, notwithstanding she went by his name); yet 'he would not too much discredit the cursed ingrate neither!' - Could a man act a weaker part, had he been really married; and were he sure he was going to separate from the mother of his own children?
I leave this as a lesson upon thy heart, without making any application: Only, with this remark, That after we libertines have indulged our licentious appetites, reflecting in the conceit of our vain hearts, both with our lips and by our lives, upon our ancestors, and the good old ways, we find out, when we come to years of discretion, if we live till then [what all who knew us found out before, that is to say, we find out] our own despicable folly; that those good old ways would have been best for us, as well as for the rest of the world; and that in every step we have deviated from them, we have only exposed our vanity and our ignorance at the same time.
J. Belford.

### v4 LETTER XX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Saturday, May 20.
I am pleased with the sober reflection thou concludest thy last with; and I thank thee for it: Poor Belton! -I did not think his Thomasine would have proved so very a devil. But this must everlastingly be the risque of a keeper, who takes up with a low-bred girl. This I never did. Nor had I occasion to do. Such a one as I, Jack, needed only, till now, to shake the stateliest tree, and the mellow'd fruit dropt into my mouth: Always of Montaign's taste, thou knowest: -Thought it a glory to subdue a girl of family. -More truly delightful to me the seduction-progress than the crowning act: -For that's a vapour, a bubble! -And most cordially do I thank thee for thy indirect hint, that I am right in my present pursuit.
Form such a lady as Miss Harlowe, a man is secured from all the inconveniences thou expatiates upon.
Once more, therefore, do I thank thee, Belford, for thy approbation! -One need not, as thou sayest, sneak into holes and corners, and shun the day, in the company of such a lady as this. How friendly in thee, thus to abet the favourite purpose of my heart! -Nor can it be a disgrace to me, to permit such a lady to be called by my name! -Nor shall I be at all concerned about the world's censure, if I live to the years of discretion, which thou mentionest, should I be taken in, and prevailed upon to tread with her the good old path of my ancestors.
A blessing on thy heart, thou honest fellow! I thought thou wert but in jest, or acting but by my uncle's desire, when thou wert pleading for matrimony in behalf of this lady! -It could not be principle, I knew, in thee: It could not be compassion- A little envy indeed I suspected! -But now I see thee once more thyself: And once more, say I, A blessing on thy heart, thou true friend, and very honest fellow!
Now will I proceed with courage in all my schemes, and oblige thee with the continued narrative of my progressions towards bringing them to effect! -But I could not forbear to interrupt my story, to shew my gratitude!

### v4 LETTER XXI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Saturday, May 20.
And now will I favour thee with a brief account of our present situation.
From the highest to the lowest we are all extremely happy. - Dorcas stands well in her lady's graces. Polly has asked her advice in relation to a courtship affair of her own. No oracle ever gave better. Sally has had a quarrel with her woollen-draper; and made my beloved Lady-chancellor in it. She blamed Sally for behaving tyrannically to a man who loves her. Dear creature! to stand against a glass, and to shut her eyes because she will not see her face in it! -Mrs. Sinclair has paid her court to so unerring a judge, by requesting her advice with regard to both nieces.
This the way we have been in for several days with the people below. Yet sola generally at her meals, and seldom at other times in their company. They now, used to her ways [Perseverance must conquer], never press her; so when they meet, all is civility on both sides. Even marry'd people, I believe, Jack, prevent abundance of quarrels, by seeing one another but seldom.
But how stands it between thyself and the lady, methinks thou askest, since her abrupt departure from thee, and undutiful repulse of Wednesday morning? Why, pretty well in the main. Nay, very well. For why? The dear saucy-face knows not how to help herself. Can fly to no other protection. And has, besides, overheard a conversation [Who would have thought she had been so near?] which passed between Mrs. Sinclair, Miss Martin, and myself, that very Wednesday afternoon; which has set her heart at ease, with respect to several doubtful points.
Such as, particularly, Mrs. Fretchville's unhappy state of mind: -Most humanely pitied by Miss Martin, who knows her very well; the husband she has lost, and herself, lovers from their cradles. Pity from one begets pity from another; and so many circumstances were given to poor Mrs. Fretchville's distress, that it was impossible but my beloved must extremely pitty her, whom the less tender-hearted Miss Martin greatly pitied.
My lord M.'s gout his only hindrance from visiting my spouse.
Lady Betty and Miss Montague soon expected in town.
My earnest desire signify'd to have my spouse receive them in her own house, if Mrs. Fretchville would but know her own mind.
My intention to stay at their house notwithstanding as I said I had told them before, in order to gratify her utmost punctilio.
My passion for my beloved, which I told them, is a high and fervent accent, was the truest that man could have for woman, I boasted of. It was, in short, I said, of the true Platonic kind; or I had no notion of what Platonic Love was.
So it is, Jack; and must end as Platonic Love generally does end.
Sally and Mrs. Sinclair praised, but not grosly, my beloved. Sally particularly admired her purity, called it exemplary; yet, to avoid suspicion, expressed her thoughts, that she was-rather over-nice, if she might presume to say so before me. But applauded me for the strict observation I made of my vow.
I more freely blamed her reserves to me; called her cruel; inveighed against her relations; doubted her love. Every favour I asked of her deny'd me. Yet my behaviour to her as pure and delicate when alone, as when before them. Hinted at something that had passed between us that very day, that shewed her indifference to me in so strong a light, that I could not bear it. But that I would ask her for her company to the play of Venice preserv'd, given out for Saturday night, as a benefit play; the prime actors to be in it; and this to see, if I were to be denied every favour. -Yet, for my own part, I loved not tragedies; tho' she did, for the sake of the instruction, the warning, and the example generally given in them.
I had too much feeling, I said. There was enough in the world to make our hearts sad, without carrying grief into our diversions, and making the distresses of others our own.
True enough, Belford; and I believe, generally speaking, that all the men of our cast are of my mind- They love not any tragedies but those in which they themselves act the parts of tyrants and executioners; and, afraid to trust themselves with serious and solemn reflections, run to comedies, to laugh away the distresses they have occasioned, and to find examples of as immoral men as themselves. For very few of our comic performances, as thou knowest, give us good ones. -I answer, however, for myself-Yet thou, I think, on recollection, lovest to deal in the lamentable.
Sally answered for Polly, who was absent, Mrs. Sinclair for herself, and for all her acquaintance, even for Miss Partington, in preferring the comic to the tragic scenes. -And I believe they are right; for the devil's in it, if a confided-in rake does not give a girl enough of tragedy in his comedy.
I ask'd Sally to oblige my fair-one with her company.
She was engaged [That was right, thou'lt suppose]. I asked Mrs. Sinclair's leave for Polly. To be sure, she answer'd, Polly would think it an honour to attend Mrs. Lovelace: But the poor thing was tender-hearted; and as the tragedy was deep, would weep herself blind.
Sally, mean time, objected Singleton, that I might answer the objection, and save my beloved the trouble of making it, or debating the point with me.
I then, from a letter just before received from one in her father's family, warned them of a person who had undertaken to find us out, and whom I thus in writing (calling for pen and ink) described, that they might arm all the family against him-'A sun-burnt, pock-fretten sailor, ill-looking, big-boned; his stature about six foot; an heavy eye, an overhanging brow, a deck-treading stride in his walk; a couteau generally by his side; lips parched from his gums, as if by staring at the sun in hot climates; a brown coat; a colour'd handkerchief about his neck; an oaken plant in his hand, near as long as himself, and proportionably thick.'
No questions must be answer'd, that he should ask. They should call me to him. But not let my beloved know a tittle of this, so long as it could be help'd. And I added, that if her brother or Singleton came, and if they behaved civilly, I would, for her sake, be civil to them: And in this case, she had nothing to do, but to own her marriage, and there could be no pretence for violence on either side. But most fervently I swore, that if she was convey'd away, either by persuasion or force, I would directly, on missing her but one day, go to demand her at her father's, whether she were there or not; and if I recover'd not a sister, I would have a brother; and should find out a captain of a ship as well as he. And now, Jack, dost thou think she'll attempt to get from me, do what I will?
Mrs. Sinclair began to be afraid of mischief in her house-I was apprehensive that she would overdo the matter, and be out of character. I therefore wink'd at her. She primm'd; nodded, to shew she took me, twang'd out a high-ho, lapp'd one horse-lip over the other, and was silent.
Here's preparation, Belford! -Dost think I will throw it all away, for any thing thou canst say, or Lord M. write? -No indeed!-as my charmer says, when she bridles.
And what must necessarily be the consequence of all this, with regard to my beloved's behaviour to me? -Canst thou doubt, that it was all complaisance next time she admitted me into her presence?
Thursday we were very happy. All the morning extremely happy. I kissed her charming hand-I need not describe to thee her hand and arm. When thou sawest her, I took notice that thy eyes dwelt upon them, whenever thou couldst spare them from that beauty-spot of wonders, her face. Fifty times kissed her hand, I believe. -Once her cheek, intending her lip, but so rapturously, that she could not help seeming angry.
Had she not thus kept me at arms-length; had she not denied me those innocent liberties which our Sex, from degree to degree, aspire to; could I but have gained access to her in her hours of heedlessness and dishabille (for full dress creates dignity, augments consciousness, and compels distance), we had been familiarized to each other long ago. But keep her up ever so late; meet her ever so early; by breakfast-time dressed for the day; and at her earliest hour, as nice as others dressed. -All her forms thus kept up, wonder not that I have made so little progress in the proposed trial. -But how must all this distance stimulate!
Thursday morning, I said, we were extremely happy -About noon, she number'd the hours she had been with me; all of them to me but as one minute; and desired to be left to herself. I was loth to comply: But observing the sun-shine begin to shut in, I yielded.
I dined out. Returned; talked of the house, and of Mrs. Fretchville: Had seen Mennell-Had pressed him to get the widow to quit-She pitied Mrs. Fretchville -Another good effect of the overheard conversation -Had written to my uncle; expected an answer soon from him. I was admitted to sup with her. Urged for her approbation or correction of my written terms. She promised an answer as soon as she had heard from Miss Howe.
Then I pressed for her company to the play on Saturday night. She made objections, as I had foreseen: Her brother's projects, warmth of the weather, &c. But in such a manner, as if half-afraid to disoblige me [Another happy effect of the overheard conversation]. Got over these therefore; and she consented to favour me.
Friday passed as the day before.
Here were two happy days to both! -Why cannot I make every day equally happy? It looks as if it were in my power to do so. -Strange I should thus delight in teazing a woman I so dearly love! -I must, I doubt, have something in my temper like Miss Howe who loves to plague the man who puts himself in her power. -But I could not do thus by such an angel as this, did I not believe, that after her probation-time is expired, and if there is no bringing her to cohabitation (my darling view), I shall reward her as she wishes.
Saturday is half-over, equally happy-Preparing for the play-Polly has offer'd, and is accepted. I have directed her where to weep-And this not only to shew her humanity [a weeping eye indicates a gentle heart], but to have a pretence to hide her face with her fan or handkerchief; yet Polly is far from being every man's girl-And we shall sit in the gallery green-box.
The woes of others so well represented, as those of Belvidera particularly will be, must, I hope, unlock and open my charmer's heart. Whenever I have been able to prevail upon a girl to permit me to attend her to a play, I have thought myself sure of her. The female heart, all gentleness and harmony, when obliged, expands, and forgets its forms, when attention is carried out of itself at an agreeable or affecting entertainment: Music, and perhaps a collation afterwards, co-operating. I have no hope of such an effect here; but I have more than one end to answer, by my earnestness in getting her to a play. To name but one: Dorcas has a master-key, as I have told thee-And it were worth carrying her to Venice preserved, were it but to shew her, that there have been, and may be, much deeper distresses than she can possibly know.
Thus exceedingly happy are we at present. I hope we shall not find any of Nat. Lee's left-handed gods at work, to dash our bowl of joy with wormwood.
The Lady, in her next letter, dated Friday, May 19. acquaints her friend, that her prospects are once more mended; and that she has known four-and-twenty hours together, since her last, not unhappy ones, her situation considered. 'How willing am I, says she, to compound for tolerable appearances! how desirous to turn the sunny side of things towards me, and to hope, where reason for hope offers! and this, not only for my own sake, but for yours, who take such generous concern in all that befalls me.'
She then gives the particulars of the conversation which she had overheard between Mr. Lovelace, Mrs. Sinclair, and Miss Martin; but accounts more minutely than he had done, for the opportunity she had of overhearing it, unknown to them.
She gives the reason she has to be pleased with what she heard from each: But is shocked at the measure he is resolved to take, if he misses her but for one day. Yet is pleased, that he proposes to avoid aggressive violence, if her brother and he meet in town.
She thought herself obliged, she says, from what passed between them on Wednesday, and from what she overheard him say, to consent to go with him to the play; especially, as he had the discretion to propose one of the nieces to accompany her.
She expresses herself pleased, that he has actually written to Lord M.
She tells her, that she has promised to give him an answer to his proposals, as soon as she has heard from her on the subject: And hopes, that in her future letter she shall have reason to confirm these favourable appearances. 'Favourable, says she, I must think them in the wreck I have suffer'd.'
She thinks it not amiss, however, that she should perfect her scheme with Mrs. Townsend. He is certainly, she says, a deep and dangerous man; and it is therefore but prudence to be watchful, and to provide against the worst.
She is certain, she tells her, that her letters are safe.
He would never be out of her company by his good-will; otherwise she has no doubt that she is mistress of her goings-out and comings-in; and did she think it needful, and were she not afraid of her brother, and Capt. Singleton, would oftener put it to trial.

### v4 LETTER XXII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Saturday, May 20.
I did not know, my dear, that you deferred giving an answer to Mr. Lovelace's proposals, till you had my opinion of them. A particular hand occasionally going to town, will leave this at Wilson's, that no delay may be made on that account.
I never had any doubt of the man's justice and generosity in matters of settlement; and all his relations are as noble in their spirits, as in their descent: But now, it may not be amiss for you to wait, to see what returns my Lord makes to his letter of invitation.
The scheme I think of is this.
There is a person (I believe you have seen her with me), one Mrs. Townsend, who is a great dealer in Indian silks, Brussels and French laces, cambricks, linen, and other valuable goods; which she has a way of coming at, duty-free; and has a great vend for them, and for other curiosities which she imports, in the private families of the gentry round us.
She has her days of being in town, and then is at a chamber she rents in an inn in Southwark, where she has patterns of all her silks, and much of her portable goods, for the conveniency of her London customers. But her place of residence, and where she has her principal warehouse, is at Deptford, for the opportunity of getting her goods on shore.
She was first brought to me by my mother, to whom she was recommended, on the supposal of my speedy marriage; that I might have an opportunity to be as fine as a princess, was my mamma's expression, at a moderate expence.
Now, my dear, I must own, that I do not love to encourage these contraband traders. What is it, but bidding defiance to the laws of our country, when we do; and hurting fair traders; and at the same time robbing our Prince of his legal due, to the diminution of those duties which possibly must be made good by new levies upon the whole public?
But, however, Mrs. Townsend and I, though we have not yet dealt, are upon a very good foot of understanding. She is a sensible woman; she has been abroad, and often goes abroad, in the way of her business; and gives very entertaining accounts of all she has seen. And having applied to me, to recommend her to you (as it is her view to be known to young ladies, who are likely to change their condition), I am sure I can engage her to give you protection at her house at Deptford; which she says is a populous village; and one of the last, I should think, that you would be sought for in. She is not much there, you will believe, by the course of her dealings; but, no doubt, must have somebody on the spot, in whom she can confide: And there perhaps you might be safe, till your cousin comes. And I should not think it amiss, that you write to him out of hand. I cannot suggest to you what you should write. That must be left to your own discretion. For you will be afraid, no doubt, of the consequence of a variance between the two men.
I will think further of this scheme of mine, in relation to Mrs. Townsend, if you find it necessary that I should. But I hope there will be no occasion to do so, since your prospects seem to be changed, and that you have had twenty-four not unhappy hours together. How my indignation rises for this poor consolation in the courtship ( courtship must I call it?) of such a lady!
Mrs. Townsend, as I have recollected, has two brothers, each a master of a vessel; and who knows, as she and they have great concerns together, but that, in case of need, you may have a whole ship's crew at your devotion? If he give you cause to leave him, take no thought for the people at Harlowe-place. Let them take care of one another. It is a care they are used to. The Law will help to secure them. The wretch is no assassin; no night-murderer. He is an open, because a fearless enemy; and should he attempt any thing that should make him obnoxious to the Laws of society, you might have a fair riddance of him either by flight or the gallows; no matter which.
Had you not been so minute in your account of the circumstances that attended the opportunity you had of overhearing the dialogue between Mr. Lovelace and two of the women, I should have thought the conference contrived on purpose for your ears.
I shew'd Mr. Lovelace's proposals to Mr. Hickman, who had chambers once at Lincoln's Inn, being designed for the Law, had his elder brother lived. He looked so wise, so proud, and so important, upon the occasion; and wanted to take so much consideration about them-would take them home if I pleased- and weigh them well-and so-forth-and the like- and all that-that I had no patience with him, and snatched them back with anger.
O dear!-to be so angry, and please me, for his zeal-
Yes, zeal without knowlege, I said-like most other zeals-If there were no objections that struck him at once, there were none.
So hasty, dearest Madam!-
And so slow, un-dearest Sir, I could have said- But, SURELY, said I, with a look which imply'd, Would you rebel, Sir!-
He begged my pardon-Saw no objection, indeed! -But might he be allowed once more-
No matter-No matter-I would have shewn them to my mother, I said, who, tho' of no Inn of Court, knew more of these things than half the lounging lubbers of them; and that at first sight-only that she would have been provoking upon the confession of our continued correspondence.
But, my dear, let the articles be drawn up, and ingrossed; and solemnize upon them; and there's no more to be said.
Let me add, that the sailor fellow has been tampering with my Kitty, and offered a bribe, to find where to direct to you. Next time he comes, I will have him drawn through one of our deepest fish-ponds, if I can get nothing out of him. His attempt to corrupt a servant of mine will justify my orders.
I send this away directly. But will follow it by another; which shall have for its subject only my Mother, Myself, and your uncle Antony. And as your prospects are more promising than they have been, I will endeavour to make you smile upon this occasion. For you will be pleased to know, that my mamma has had a formal tender from that grey goose; which may make her skill useful to herself, were she to encourage it.
May your prospects be still more and more happy, prays
Your own Anna Howe.

### v4 LETTER XXIII.

Miss Howe, To Miss Clarissa Harlowe.
Sat. Sunday, May 20, 21.
Now, my dear, for the promised subject. You must not ask me, how I came by the originals (such they really are) that I am going to present you with: For my mamma would not read to me those parts of your uncle's letter, which bore hard upon myself, and which leave him without any title to mercy from me: Nor would she let me hear but what she pleased of hers in answer; for she has condescended to answer him; with a denial, however: - But such a denial, as no-one but an old batchelor would take from a widow.
Any-body, except myself, who could have been acquainted with such a fal-lal courtship as this must have been had it proceeded, would have been glad it had gone on; and I dare say, but for the saucy daughter, it had. My mamma, in that case, would have been ten years the younger for it, perhaps: And could I but have approved of it, I should have been considered as if ten years older than I am: Since, very likely, it would then have been: 'We widows, my dear, know not how to keep men at a distance -So as to give them pain, in order to try their love. -You must advise me, child: You must teach me to be cruel-Yet not too cruel neither. - So as to make a man heartless, who has no tune, God wot, to throw away.' Then would my behaviour to Mr. Hickman have been better liked; and my mother would have bridled like her daughter!
O my dear, how we might have been diverted, by the practisings for recovery of the Long-forgottens! could I have been sure that it would have been in my power to have put them asunder, in the Irish stile, before they had come together. But there's no trusting to a widow whose goods and chattels are in her own hands, addressed by an old batchelor, who has fine things, and offers to leave her ten thousand pounds better than he found her, and sole mistress besides, of all her Notables! for these, as you'll see by-and-by, are his proposals.
The old Triton's address carries the writer's marks upon the very superscription-To the equally amiable and worthily admired [There's for you] Mrs. Annabella Howe, widow; the last word added, I suppose as Esquire to a man; or for fear the bella to Anna, should not enough distinguish the person meant from the spinster [Vain hussey you'll call me, I know]: And then follows: -These humbly present. - Put down as a memorandum, I presume, to make a leg, and behave handsomely at presenting it; he intending very probably to deliver it himself.
And now stand by-To see
Enter Old Neptune.
His head adorned with sea-weed, and a crown of cockle-shells, as we see him decked out in Mrs. Robinson's ridiculous grotto.
Monday, May 15.
Madam,
I did make a sort of resolution ten years ago, never to marry. I saw in other families, where they lived best, you'll be pleased to mark that, queernesses I could not away with. Then, liked well enough to live single for sake of my brother's family; and for one child in it, more than the rest. But that girl has turned us all off of the hinges: And why I should deny myself any comforts for them as will not thank me for so doing, I don't know.
So much for my motives, as from self and family: But the dear Mrs. Howe makes me go further.
I have a very great fortune, I bless God for it, all of my own getting, or most of it; you'll be pleased to mark that; for I was the younger brother of three. You have also, God be thanked, a great estate, which you have improved by your own frugality and wise management. Frugality, let me stop to say, is one of the greatest virtues in this mortal life, because it enables us to do justice to all, and puts it in our power to benefit some by it, as we see they deserve.
You have but one child; and I am a batchelor, and have never a one. -All batchelors cannot say so: Wherefore your daughter may be the better for me, if she will keep with my humour; which was never thought bad: Especially to my equals. Servants, indeed, I don't matter being angry with, when I please: They are paid for bearing it, and too-too often deserve it; as we have very frequently taken notice of to one another. But this won't hurt neither you nor Miss.
I will make very advantageous settlements; such as any common friend shall judge to be so. But must have all in my own power, while I live: Because, you know, Madam, it is as creditable to the wife, as the husband, that it should be so.
I aim not at fine words. We are not children; tho' it is hoped we may have some; for I am a very healthy sound man, I bless God for it: And never brought home from my voyages and travels, a worser constitution than I took out with me. I was none of those, I will assure you. But this I will undertake, that if you are the survivress, you shall be at the least ten thousand pounds the better for me: What, in the contrary case, I shall be the better for you, I leave to you, as you shall think my kindness to you shall deserve.
But one thing, Madam, I should be glad of, that Miss Howe might not live with us then (She need not know I write thus)-But go home to Mr. Hickman, as she is upon the point of marriage, I hear. And if she behaves dutifully, as she should do, to us both, she shall be the better; for so I said before.
You shall manage all things, both mine and your own; for I know little of land-matters. All my opposition to you shall be out of love, when I think you take too much upon you for your health.
It will be very pretty for you, I should think, to have a man of experience, in a long winter's evening, to sit down and tell you stories of foreign parts, and the customs of the nations he has consorted with. And I have fine curiosities of the Indian growth, such as ladies love, and some that even my niece Clary, when she was good, never saw. These, one by one, as you are kind to me (which I make no question of, because I shall be kind to you) shall all be yours. -Prettier entertainment by much, than sitting with a too smartish daughter, sometimes out of humour, and thwarting, and vexing, as daughters will, when women-grown especially (as I have heard you often observe); and thinking their parents old, without paying them the reverence due to years; when, as in your case, I make no sort of doubt, they are young enough to wipe their noses. You understand me, Madam.
As for me myself, it will be very happy, and I am delighted with the thinking of it, to have, after a pleasant ride, or so, a lady of like experience with myself, to come home to, and but one interest betwixt us: To reckon up our comings-in together; and what this day and this week has produced: -O how this will increase love! -Most mightily will it increase it! -And I believe I should never love you enough, or be able to shew you all my love.
I hope, Madam, there need not be such maiden niceties and hangings-off, as I may call them, between us, for hanging-off sake, as that you will deny me a line or two to this proposal, written down, altho' you would not answer me so readily when I spoke to you: Your daughter being, I suppose, hard by; for you looked round you, as if not willing to be overheard: So I resolved to write: That my writing may stand, as upon record, for my upright meaning; being none of your Lovelaces; you'll mark that, Madam; but a downright, true, honest, faithful Englishman. So hope you will not disdain to write a line or two to this my proposal: And I shall look upon it as a great honour. I will assure you, and be proud thereof. -What can I say more? -For you are your own mistress, as I am my own master: And you shall always be your own mistress: Be pleased to mark that; for so a lady of your prudence and experience ought to be.
This is a long letter. But the subject requires it; because I would not write twice where once would do: So would explain my sense and meaning at one time.
I have had writing in my head, two whole months very near; but hardly knew how, being unpractised in these matters, to begin to write. And now, good lady, be favourable to
Your most humble Lover,
and obedient Servant,
Ant. Harlowe.
Here's a letter of courtship, my dear! -And let me subjoin to it, that if now, or hereafter, I should treat this hideous lover, who is so free with me to my mother, with asperity, and you should be disgusted at it; I shall think you don't give me that preference in your love, which you have in mine.
And now, which shall I first give you; the answer of my mamma; or, the dialogue that passed between the widow-mother and the pert daughter, upon her letting the latter know that she had a letter?
I think you shall have the dialogue. But let me premise one thing; that if you think me too free, you must not let it run in your head, that I am writing of your uncle, or of my mother: But of a couple of old lovers, no matter whom. Reverence is too apt to be forgotten by second persons, where the Reverends forget first.
Well then, suppose my mamma, after twice coming into my closet to me, and as often going out, with very meaning features, and lips ready to burst open, but still closed, as it were by compulsion, a speech going off, in a slight cough, that never went near the lungs; grown more resolute, the third time of entrance, and sitting down by me, thus begin.
Mother. I have a very serious matter to talk with you upon, Nancy, when you are disposed to attend to matters within ourselves, and not let matters without ourselves, wholly engross you.
A good selves-ish speech! -But I thought that friendship, and gratitude, and humanity, were matters that ought to be deemed of the most intimate concern to us. But not to dwell upon her words:
Daughter. I am now disposed to attend to every thing my mamma is disposed to say to me.
M. Why then, child. -Why then, my dear- [And the good lady's face looked so plump! so smooth! and so shining!] -I see you are all attention, Nancy! - But don't be surprised! -Don't be uneasy! -But I have-I have-Where is it? -[And yet it lay next her heart, never another near it. -So no difficulty to have found it.] -I have a letter, my dear! -[And out from her bosom it came: But she still held it in her hand.] -I have a letter, child. -It is-It is-It is from-from a gentleman, I assure you!-lifting up her head, and smiling.
There is no delight to a daughter, thought I, in such surprizes, as seem to be collecting: I will deprive my mamma of the satisfaction of making a gradual discovery.
D. From Mr. Anthony Harlowe, I suppose, Madam?
M. [Lips drawn closer: Eye raised] Why, my dear! -But how, I wonder, could you think of Mr. Antony Harlowe?
D. How, Madam, could I think of any-body else?
M. How could you think of any-body else!-angrily, and drawing back her face; but do you know the subject, Nancy?
D. You have told it, Madam, by your manner of breaking it to me. But, indeed,I questioned not, that he had two motives in his visits here-Both equally agreeable to me; for all that family love me dearly.
M. No love lost, if so, between you and them. But this [ Rising] is what I get-So like your papa! - I never could open my heart to him!
D. Dear Madam, excuse me. Be so good as to open your heart to me. -I don't love the Harlowes. But pray excuse me.
M. You have put me quite out with your forward temper! -[Angrily sitting down again].
D. I will be all patience and attention. May I be allowed to read his letter?
M. I wanted to advise with you upon it. -But you are such a strange creature! -You are always for answering one, before one speaks!
D. You'll be so good as to forgive me, Madam. - But I thought every-body (he among the rest) knew, that you had always declared against a second marriage.
M. And so I have. But then it was in the mind I was in. Things may offer-
I stared.
M. Nay, don't be surprised! -I don't intend-I don't intend-
D. Not, perhaps, in the mind you are in, Madam.
M. Pert creature! -Rising again! -We shall quarrel, I see! -There's no-
D. Once more, dear Madam, I beg your excuse. I will attend in silence. -Pray, Madam, sit down again. -Pray do. -[She sat down]-May I see the letter?
No; there are some things in it, you won't like. - Your temper is known, I find, to be unhappy. -But nothing bad against you; intimations, on the contrary, that you shall be the better for him, if you oblige him.
Not a living soul but the Harlowes, I said, thought he ill-temper'd: And I was contented that they should, who could do as they had done by the most universally acknowleged sweetness in the world.
Here we broke out a little; but, at last, she read me some of the passages in it. -But not the most mightily ridiculous; yet I could hardly keep my countenance neither. And when she had done;.
M. Well now, Nancy, tell me what you think of it?
D. Nay, pray, Madam, tell me what you think of it?
M. I expect to be answered by an answer; not by a question! -You don't use to be shy to speak your mind.
D. Not when my mamma commands me to do so.
M. Then speak it now.
D. Without hearing it all?
M. Speak to what you have heard.
D. Why then, Madam-You won't be my mamma Howe, if you give way to it.
M. I am surprised at your assurance, Nancy!
D. I mean, Madam, you will then be my mamma Harlowe.
M. Oh dear heart! -But I am not a fool.
And her colour went and came.
D. Dear, Madam! -(But, indeed, I don't love a Harlowe-that's what I meant). I am your child, and must be your child, do what you will.
M. A very pert one, I am sure, as ever mother bore! And you must be my child, do what I will! - As much as to say, you would not, if you could help it, if I-
D. How could I have such a thought! -It would be forward, indeed, if I had-when I don't know what your mind is, as to the proposal: -When the proposal is so very advantageous a one too.
M. [looking a little less discomposed] Why, indeed, ten thousand pounds-
D. And to be sure of outliving him, Madam!
This staggered her a little-
M. Sure! Nobody can be sure! -But it is very likely, that-
D. Not at all, Madam; you was going to read something (but stopt) about his constitution: His sobriety is well known. -Why, Madam, these gentlemen who have been at sea, and in different climates, and come home to relax from cares in a temperate one, and are sober-are the likeliest to live long of any men in the world. -Don't you see, that his very skin is a fortification of buff?
M. Strange creature!
D. God forbid, that any-body I love and honour, should marry a man, in hopes to bury him. -But suppose, Madam, at your time of life-
M. My time of life! -Dear heart! -What is my time of life, pray?
M. Not old, Madam; and that may be your danger!
As I hope to live (my dear) my mamma smiled, and looked not displeased with me.
M. Why, indeed, child-Why, indeed, I must needs say-And then I should choose to do nothing (froward as you are sometimes) to hurt you.
D. Why, as to that, Madam-I can't expect you should deprive yourself of any satisfaction-
M. Satisfaction, my dear! -I don't say, it would be a satisfaction. -But could I do any thing that would benefit you, it would perhaps be an inducement to hold one conference upon the subject.
D. My fortune already will be more considerable than my match, if I am to have Mr. Hickman.
M. Why so? -Mr. Hickman's fortune is enough to intitle him to yours.
D. If you think so, that's enough.
M. Not but I should think the worse of myself, if I desired any body's death; but I think, as you say, Mr. Antony Harlowe is a healthy man, and bids fair for a long life.
Bless me, thought I, how shall I do to know whether this be an objection or a recommendation!
D. Will you forgive me, Madam?
M. What would the girl say. -Looking as if she was half afraid to hear what.
D. Only, that if you marry a man of his time of life, you stand two chances instead of one, to be a nurse at your time of life.
M. Saucebox!
D. Dear Madam! -What I mean is only, that these healthy old men sometimes fall into lingering disorders all at once. And I humbly conceive, that the infirmities of age are too uneasily borne with, where the remembrance of the pleasanter season comes not in to relieve the healthier of the two.
M. A strange girl! -I always told you, that you know either too much to be argued with, or too little for me to have patience with you.
D. I can't but say, I would be glad of your commands, Madam, how to behave myself to Mr. Harlowe next time he comes.
M. How to behave yourself! -Why, if you retire with contempt of him, when he next comes, it will be but as you have been used to do of late.
D. Then he is to come again, Madam?
M. And suppose he be?
D. I can't help it, if it be your pleasure, Madam. - He desires a line in answer to his fine letter. If he comes, it will be in pursuance of that line, I presume?
M. None of your arch and pert leers, girl! -You know I won't bear them. I had a mind to hear what you would say to this matter. I have not wrote; but I shall presently.
D. It is mighty good of you, Madam; I hope the man will think so; to answer his first application by letter. -Pity he should write twice, if once will do.
M. That fetch won't let you into my intention, as to what I shall write: It is too saucily put.
D. Perhaps I can guess at your intention, Madam, were it to become me so to do.
M. Perhaps I would not make a Mr. Hickman of any gentleman; using him the worse for respecting me.
D. Nor, perhaps, would I, Madam, if I liked his respects.
M. I understand you. But, perhaps, it is in your power to make me hearken, or not, to Mr. Harlowe.
D. Young gentlemen, who have probably a great deal of time before them, need not be in haste for a wife. Mr. Hickman, poor man! must stay his time, or take his remedy.
M. He bears more from you, than a man ought.
D. Then, I doubt, he gives a reason for the treatment he meets with.
M. Provoking creature!
D. I have but one request to make you, Madam.
M. A dutiful one, I suppose. What is it, pray?
D. That if you marry, I may be permitted to live single.
M. Perverse creature! -I am sure.
D. How can I expect, Madam, that you should refuse such terms? Ten thousand pounds! -At the least ten thousand pounds! -A very handsome proposal! - So many fine things too, to give you one by one! Dearest Madam, forgive me! -I hope it is not yet so far gone, that raillying this man will be thought want of duty to you.
M. Your raillying of him, and your reverence to me, it is plain, have one source.
D. I hope not, Madam. But ten thousand pounds-
M. Is no unhandsome proposal.
D. Indeed I think so. I hope, Madam, you will not be behindhand with him in generosity.
M. He won't be ten thousand pounds the better for me, if he survive me.
D. No, Madam, he can't expect that, as you have a daughter, and as he is a batchelor, and has not a child-poor old soul!
M. Old soul, Nancy! -And thus to call him for being a batchelor, and not having a child? -Does this become you?
D. Not old soul for that, Madam. -But half the sum; five thousand pounds; you can't engage for less, Madam.
M. That sum has your approbation then? -Looking as if she'd be even with me.
D. As he leaves it to your generosity, Madam, and as the reward of his kindness to you, it can't be less. - Do, dear Madam, permit me, without incurring your displeasure, to call him poor old soul again.
M. Never was such a whimsical creature! -Turning away [for I believe, I looked very archly; at least I intended to do so] to hide her involuntary smiling. -I hate that wicked sly look. You give yourself very free airs-Don't you?
D. I snatched her hand, and kiss'd it-My dear mamma, be not angry with your girl! -You have told me, that you was very lively formerly.
M. Formerly! Good lack! -But were I to encourage his proposals, you may be sure, that for Mr. Hickman's sake, as well as yours, I should make a wise agreement.
D. You have both lived to years of prudence, Madam.
M. Yes, I suppose I am an old soul too.
D. He also is for making a wise agreement, or hinting at one, at least.
M. Well, the short and the long I suppose is this: I have not your consent to marry?
D. Indeed, Madam, you have not my wishes to marry.
M. Let me tell you, that if prudence consists in wishing well to one's self, I see not but the young flirts are as prudent as the old souls.
D. Dear Madam, Would you blame me, if to wish you not to marry Mr. Antony Harlowe, is wishing well to myself?
M. You are mighty witty. I wish you were as dutiful.
D. I am more dutiful, I hope, than witty; or I should be a fool, as well as a saucebox.
M. Let me judge of both. -Parents are only to live for their children, let them deserve it or not. That's their dutiful notion!
D. Heaven forbid that I should wish, if there be Two interests between my mamma and me, that my mamma postpone her own for mine! or give up any thing that would add to the real comforts of her life, to oblige me! -Tell me, my dear mamma, if you think this proposal will?
M. I say, That ten thousand pounds is such an acquisition to one's family, that the offer of it deserves a civil return.
D. Not the offer, Madam: The chance only! - if you have a view to an increase of family, the money may provide-
M. You cannot keep within tolerable bounds! - That saucy fleer, I cannot away with-
D. Dearest, dearest Madam, forgive me, but old soul ran in my head again! -Nay, indeed and upon my word, I won't be robbed of that charming smile; and again I kissed her hand.
M. Away, bold creature! Nothing can be so provoking, as to be made to smile, when one would choose, and ought, to be angry.
D. But, dear Madam, if it be to be, I presume you won't think of it before next winter.
M. What now would the pert one be at?
D. Because he only proposes to entertain you with pretty stories of foreign nations in a winter's evening. Dearest, dearest Madam, let me have the reading of his letter thro'. I will forgive him all he says about me.
M. It may be a very difficult thing perhaps, for a man of the best sense to write a Love-letter, that may not be cavilled at.
D. That's because lovers, in their letters, hit not the medium: -They either write too much nonsense, or too little. But do you call this odd soul's letter (no more will I call him old soul, if I can help it) a Love-letter?
M. Well, well, I see you are averse to this matter. I am not to be your mamma; you will live single, if I marry. I had a mind to see if generosity govern'd you in your views. I shall pursue my own inclinations; and if they should happen to be suitable to yours, pray let me for the future be better rewarded by you, than hitherto I have been.
And away she flung, without staying for a reply. - Vex'd, I dare say, that I did not better approve of the proposal: -Were it only that the merit of denying might have been all her own, and to lay the stronger obligation upon her saucy daughter.
She wrote such a widow-like refusal when she went from me, as might not exclude hope in any other wooer; whatever it may do in Mr. Tony Harlowe.
It will be my part, to take care to beat her off of the visit she half-promises to make him, upon condition of withdrawing his suit, as you will observe in hers: For who knows what effect the old batchelor's exotics (Far-fetched and dear-bought, you know, is a proverb) might otherwise have upon a woman's mind wanting nothing but unnecessaries, gewgaw, and fineries, and offered such as are not easily to be met with, or purchased?
Well, but now I give you leave to read here, in this place, the copy of my mother's answer to your uncle's letter. Not one comment will I make upon it. I know my duty better. And here therefore, taking the liberty to hope, that I may, in your present less disagreeable, if not wholly agreeable, situation, provoke a smile from you, I conclude myself,
Your ever-affectionate and faithful
Anna Howe.
Mrs. Annabella Howe, To Antony Harlowe, Esq;
Friday, May 19.
Mr. Antony Harlowe,
SIR,
It is not usual, I believe, for our Sex to answer by pen and ink, the first letter on these occasions. The first letter! -How odd is that! -As if I expected another; which I do not. -But then, I think, as I do not judge proper to encourage your proposal, there is no reason why I should not answer in civility, where so great a civility is intended. Indeed I was always of opinion, that a person was intitled to That, and not to ill-usage, because he had a respect for me. And so I have often and often told my daughter.
A woman, I think, makes but a poor figure in a man's eye afterwards, and does no reputation to her Sex neither, when she behaves like a tyrant to him beforehand.
To be sure, Sir, if I were to change my condition, I know not a gentleman whose proposal could be more agreeable. Your nephew and nieces have enough without you: My daughter is a fine fortune without me, and I should take care to double it, living or dying, were I to do such a thing: So nobody need to be the worse for it. But Nancy would not think so.
All the comfort I know of in children, is, that when young they do with us what they will, and all is pretty in them to their very faults; and when they are grown up, they think their parents must live for them only; and deny themselves every thing for their sakes. I know Nancy could not bear a father-in-law. She would fly at the very thought of my being in earnest to give her one. Not that I stand in fear of my daughter neither: It is not fit I should. But she has her poor papa's spirit: A very violent one, that was-And one would not choose, you know, Sir, to enter into any affair, that, one knows, one must renounce a daughter for, or she a mother. - Except indeed one's heart were much in it;-which, I bless God, mine is not.
I have now been a widow these ten years; nobody to controul me: -And I am said not to bear controul: So, Sir, you and I are best as we are, I believe-nay, I am sure of it-For we want not what either has;- having both more than we know what to do with. And I know I could not be in the least accountable for any of my ways.
My daughter indeed, tho' she is a fine girl, as girls go [She has too much sense indeed for her sex; and knows she has it], is more a check to me than one would wish a daughter to be-For one would not be always snapping at each other: But she will soon be married; and then, not living together, we shall only come together when we are pleased, and stay away when we are not; and so, like other lovers, never see any thing but the best sides of each other.
I own, for all this, that I love her dearly; and she me, I dare say. So would not wish to provoke her to do otherwise. Besides, the girl is so much regarded every-where, that having lived so much of my prime a widow, I would not lay myself open to her censures, or even to her indifference, you know.
Your generous proposal requires all this explicitness. I thank you for your good opinion of me. When I know you acquiesce with This my civil refusal; and indeed, Sir, I am as much in earnest in it, as if I had spoke broader; I don't know, but Nancy and I may, with your permission, come to see your fine things; for I am a great admirer of rarities that come from abroad.
So, Sir, let us only converse occasionally as we meet, as we used to do, without any other view to each other, than good wishes: Which I hope may not be lessen'd for this declining. And then I shall always think myself
Your obliged servant,
Annabella Howe.
I sent word by Mrs. Lorimer, that I would write an answer: But would take time for consideration. So hope, Sir, you won't think it a slight, I did not write sooner.

### v4 LETTER XXIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Sunday, May 21.
I am too much disturbed in my mind, to think of any think but revenge; or I had intended to give thee an account of Miss Harlowe's curious observations on the play. Miss Harlowe's, I say. Thou knowest that I hate the name of Harlowe; and I am exceedingly out of humour with her, and with her saucy friend.
What's the matter now, thou'lt ask? -Matter enough; for while we were at the play, Dorcas, who had her orders, and a key to her lady's chamber, as well as a master-key to her drawers and mahogany chest, closet-key and all, found means to come at some of Miss Howe's last-written letters. The vigilant wench was directed to them by seeing her lady take a letter out of her stays, and put it to the others, before she went out with me-Afraid, as the women upbraidingly tell me, that I should find it there.
Dorcas no sooner found them, than she assembled three ready writers of the non-apparents, and Sally, and she and they employed themselves with the utmost diligence, in making extracts, according to former directions, from these cursed letters, for my use. Cursed, I may well call them-Such abuses, such virulence! O this little fury Miss Howe! -Well might her saucy friend (who has been equally free with me, or the occasion could not have been given) be so violent as she lately was, at my endeavouring to come at one of these letters.
I was sure, that this fair-one, at so early an age, with a constitution so firm, health so blooming, eyes so sparkling, could not be absolutely, and from her own vigilance, so guarded and so apprehensive, as I have found her to be. -Sparkling eyes, Jack, when the poetical tribe have said all they can for them, are an infallible sign of a rogue, or room for a rogue, in the heart.
Thou may'st go on with thy preachments, and Lord M. with his Wisdom of nations, I am now more assured of her than ever. And now my revenge is up, and join'd with my love, all resistance must fall before it. And most solemnly do I swear, that Miss Howe shall come in for her snack.
And here, just now, is another letter brought from the same little virulent devil. -I hope to procure transcripts from that too, very speedily, if it be put to the rest; for the saucy lady is resolved to go to church this morning; not so much from a spirit of devotion, I have reason to think, as to try whether she can go out without check or controul, or my attendance.
I have been denied breakfasting with her. Indeed she was a little displeased with me last night; because, on our return from the play, I obliged her to pass the rest of the night with the women and me, in their parlour, and to stay till near One. She told me at parting, that she expected to have the whole next day to herself. -I had not read the extracts then; so was all affectionate respect, awe, and distance; for I had resolved to begin a new course, and, if possible, to banish all jealousy and suspicion from her heart: And yet I had no reason to be much troubled at her past suspicions; since, if a woman will continue with a man whom she suspects, when she can get from him, or thinks she can, I am sure it is a very hopeful sign.
She is gone. Slipt down before I was aware. She had ordered a chair, on purpose to exclude my personal attendance. But I had taken proper precautions. Will. attended her by consent; Peter, the house-servant, was within Will.'s call.
I had, by Dorcas, represented her danger from Singleton, in order to dissuade her from going at all, unless she allowed me to attend her; but I was answer'd, That if there was no cause of fear at the playhouse, when there were but two playhouses, surely there was less at church, when there were so many churches. The chairmen were ordered to carry her to St. James's church.
But she would not be so careless of obliging me, if she knew what I have already come at, and how the women urge me on; for they are continually complaining of the restraint they lie under; in their behaviour; in their attendance; neglecting all their concerns in the front-house; and keeping this elegant back one intirely free from company, that she may have no suspicion of them. They doubt not my generosity, they say: But why for my own sake, in Lord M.'s style, should I make so long a harvest of so little corn? -Women, ye reason well. I think I will begin my operations the moment she comes in.
I have come at the letter brought her from Miss Howe to-day. -Plot, conjuration, sorcery, witchcraft, all going forward! -I shall not be able to see this Miss Harlowe with patience. As the nymphs below say, Why is night necessary? -And Sally and Polly upbraidingly remind me of my first attempts upon themselves. -Yet force answers not my end- And yet it may, if there be truth in that part of the libertines creed, That once subdued, is always subdued! And what woman answers affirmatively to the question?
She is returned-But refuses to admit me. Desires to have the day to herself. Dorcas tells me, that she believes her denial is from motives of piety-Oons, Jack, is there impiety in seeing me! -Would it not be the highest act of piety, to reclaim me? And is this to be done by her refusing to see me, when she is in a devouter frame than usual? But I hate her, hate her heartily! -She is old, ugly, and deformed. -But O the blasphemy! -Yet she is an Harlowe-And I hate her for that.
But since I must not see her [She will be mistress of her own will, and of her time truly!], let me fill up mine, by telling thee what I have come at.
The first letter the women met with, is dated April 27. Where can she have put the preceding ones? It mentions Mr. Hickman as a busy fellow between them. Hickman had best take care of himself. She says in it, I hope you have no cause to repent returning my Norris-It is forthcoming on demand. Now, what the devil can this mean! -Her Norris forthcoming on demand! -The devil take me, if I am out-Norris'd! -If such innocents can allow themselves to plot, to Norris, well may I.
She is sorry, that her Hannah can't be with her. - And what if she could? -What could Hannah do for her in such a house as this?
The women in the house are to be found out in one breakfasting. The women are enraged at both the correspondents for this; and more than ever make a point of conquering her. I had a good mind to give them Miss Howe in full property. Say but the word, Jack, and it shall be done.
She is glad that Miss Harlowe had thoughts of taking me at my word. She wondered I did not offer again. Advises her, if I don't soon, not to stay with me. Cautions her to keep me at distance; not to permit the least familiarity-See, Jack-See Belford- Exactly as I thought! -Her vigilance all owing to a cool friend; who can sit down quietly, and give that advice, which, in her own case, she could not take. - She tells her, it is my interest to be honest-Interest, fools! -I thought these girls knew, that my interest was ever subservient to my pleasure.
What would I give to come at the copies of the letters to which those of Miss Howe are answers!
The next letter is dated May 3. In this the little termagant expresses her astonishment, that her mother should write to Miss Harlowe, to forbid her to correspond with her daughter. Mr. Hickman, she says, is of opinion, that she ought not to obey her mother. How the creeping fellow trims between both! I am afraid, that I must punish him, as well as this virago; and I have a scheme rumbling in my head, that wants but half an hour's musing to bring into form, that will do my business upon both. I cannot bear, that the parental authority should be thus despised, thus trampled under-foot-But observe the vixen, 'Tis well he is of her opinion; for her mother having set her up, she must have somebody to quarrel with. -Could a Lovelace have allowed himself a greater licence? This girl's a devilish rake in her heart. Had she been a man, and one of us, she'd have outdone us all in enterprize and spirit.
She wants but very little farther provocation, she says, to fly privately to London. And if she does, she will not leave her till she sees her either honourably married, or quit of the wretch. Here, Jack, the transcriber Sally has added a prayer-'For the Lord's sake, dear Mr. Lovelace, get this fury to London!' -Her fate, I can tell thee, Jack, if we had her among us, should not be so long deciding as her friend's. What a gantlope would she run, when I had done with her, among a dozen of her own pityless Sex, whom my charmer shall never see! -But more of this anon.
I find by this letter, that my saucy captive had been drawing the characters of every varlet of ye. Not am I spared in it more than you. The man's a fool, to be sure, my dear. Let me die, if they either of them find me one. A silly fellow, at least. Cursed contemptible! -I see not but they are a set of infernals -There's for thee, Belford-and he the Beelzebub. There's for thee, Lovelace! -And yet she would have her friend marry a Beelzebub. -And what have any of us done, to the knowlege of Miss Harlowe, that she should give such an account of us, as should warrant so much abuse from Miss Howe? -But that's to come!
She blames her, for not admitting Miss Partington to her bed-Watchful as you are, what could have happen'd? -If violence were intended, he would not stay for the night. Sally writes upon this hint-'See, Sir, what is expected from you. An hundred and an hundred times have we told you of this.' -And so they have. But, to be sure, the advice from them was not of half the efficacy as it will be from Miss Howe. -You might have sat up after her, or not gone to bed. But can there be such apprehensions between them, yet the one advise her to stay, and the others resolve to wait my imperial motion for marriage? I am glad I know that.
She approves of my proposal about Mrs. Fretchville's house. She puts her upon expecting settlements; upon naming a day: And concludes, with insisting upon her writing, notwithstanding her mother's prohibition; or bids her take the consequence. Undutiful wretches!
Thou wilt say to thyself, by this time, And can this proud and insolent girl be the same Miss Howe, who sighed for honest Sir George Colmar; and who, but for this her beloved friend, would have followed him in all his broken fortunes, when he was obliged to quit the kingdom?
Yes, she is the very same. And I always found in others, as well as in myself, that a first passion thoroughly subdued, made the conqueror of it a rover; the conqueress a tyrant.
Well, but now, comes mincing in a letter from one who has the honour of dear Miss Howe's commands (a), to acquaint Miss Harlowe, that Miss Howe is excessively concerned for the concern she has given her.
I have great temptations, on this occasion, says the prim Gothamite, to express my own resentments upon your present state.
My own resentments! -And why did he not fall into this temptation? -Why, truly, because he knew not what that state was, which gave him so tempting a subject-Only by conjecture, and so forth.
He then dances in his style, as he does in his gaite! To be sure, to be sure, he must have made the grand tour, and come home by the way of Tipperary.
And being moreover forbid, says the prancer, to enter into the cruel subject-This prohibition was a mercy to thee, friend Hickman! -But why cruel subject, if thou knowest not what it is, but conjecturest only from the disturbance it gives to a girl, that is her mother's disturbance, will be thy disturbance, and the disturbance, in turn, of every-body with whom she is intimately acquainted, unless I have the humbling of her?
In another letter, She approves of her design to leave me, if she can be received by her friends.
Has heard some strange stories of me, that shew me to be the worst of men. Had I a dozen lives, I might have forfeited them all twenty crimes ago. -An odd way or reckoning, Jack!
Miss Betterton, Miss Lockyer, are named-The man (so she irreverently calls me!), she says, is a villain. Let me perish if I am called a villain for nothing! -She will have her uncle (as Miss Harlowe desires) sounded about receiving her. Dorcas is to be attach'd to her interest: My letters are to be come at by surprize or trick-See, Jack!
She is alarmed at my attempt to come at a letter of hers.
Were I to come at the knowlege of her freedoms with my character, she says, she should be afraid to stir out without a guard. -I would advise the vixen to get her guard ready.
I am at the head of a gang of wretches [Thee, Jack, and thy brother varlets, she owns she means], who join together to betray innocent creatures, and to support one another in their villainies. -What sayest thou to this, Belford?
She wonders not at her melancholy reflections for meeting me, for being forced upon me, and tricked by me. -I hope, Jack, thou'lt have done preaching after this!
But she comforts her, that she will be both a warning and example to all her Sex. -I hope the Sex will thank me for this.
The nymphs had not time, they say, to transcribe all that was worthy of my resentment in this letter- So I must find an opportunity to come at it myself. Noble rant, they say, it contains. -But I am a seducer, and a hundred vile fellows, in it-And the devil, it seems, took possession of my heart, and of the hearts of all her friends, in the same dark hour, in order to provoke her to meet me. Again, There is a fate in her error, she says-Why then should she grieve? -Adversity is her shining-time, and I cannot tell what- Yet never to thank the man to whom she owes the shine!
In the next, Wicked as I am, she fears I must be her lord and master. -I hope so.
She retracts what she said against me in her last. - My behaviour to my Rosebud; Miss Harlowe to take possession of Mrs. Fretchville's house; I to stay at Mrs. Sinclair's; the stake I have in my country; my reversions; my oeconomy; my person; my address; all are brought in my favour, to induce her now not to leave me. How do I love to puzzle these long-sighted girls!
Yet my teazing ways, it seems, are intolerable. - Are women only to teaze, I trow? -The Sex may thank themselves for learning me to out-teaze them. So the headstrong Charles XII. of Sweden learned the Czar Peter to beat him, by continuing a war with the Muscovites against the antient maxims of his kingdom.
May eternal vengeance PURSUE the villain [Thank heaven, she does not say overtake], if he give room to doubt his honour! -Women can't swear, Jack- Sweet souls! they can only curse.
I am said, to doubt her love. -Have I not reason? And she, to doubt my ardor? -Ardor, Jack! -Why, 'tis very right-Women, as Miss Howe says, and as every Rake knows, love ardors!
She apprizes her of the ill success of the application made to her uncle. -By Hickman, no doubt! -I must have this fellow's ears in my pocket, very quickly, believe.
She says, She is equally shocked and enraged against all her family: Mrs. Norton's weight has been try'd upon Mrs. Harlowe, as well as Mr. Hickman's upon the uncle: But never were there, says the vixen, such determin'd brutes in the world. Her uncle concludes her ruin'd already. -Is not that a call upon me, as well as a reproach? -They all expected applications from her when in distress-but were resolved not to stir an inch to save her life. She was accused of premeditation and contrivance. Miss Howe is concerned, she tells her, for the revenge my pride may put me upon taking for the distance she has kept me at. -And well she may. -She has now but one choice [for her cousin Morden, it seems, is set against her too], and that's to be mine. -An act of necessity, of convenience. -Thy friend, Jack, to be already made a woman's convenience! -Is this to be borne by a Lovelace?
I shall make great use of this letter. From Miss Howe's hints of what passed between her uncle Harlowe and Hickman [It must be Hickman], I can give room for my invention to play; for she tells her, that she will not reveal all. I must endeavour to come at this letter myself; I must have the very words; extracts will not do. This letter, when I have it, must be my compass to steer by.
The fire of friendship then blazes out and crackles. I never before imagin'd, that so fervent a friendship could subsist between two sister-beauties, both toasts. But even here it may be inflamed by opposition, and by that contradiction which gives spirit to female spirits of a warm and romantic turn.
She raves about coming up, if by so doing she could prevent so noble a creature from stooping too low, or save her from ruin-One reed to support another! These girls are frenzical in their friendship. They know not what a steady fire is.
How comes it to pass, that I cannot help being pleased with this virago's spirit, tho' I suffer by it? Had I her but here, I'd engage in a week's time, to teach her submission without reserve. What pleasure should I have in breaking such a spirit! I should wish for her but for one month, in all, I think. She would be too tame and spiritless for me after that. How sweetly pretty to see the two lovely friends, when humbled and tame, both sitting in the darkest corner of a room, arm in arm, weeping and sobbing for each other! - And I their emperor, their then acknowleged emperor, reclined on a sophee, in the same room, Grand Signor like, uncertain to which I should first throw out my handkerchief?
Mind the girl: She is enraged at the Harlowes: She is angry at her own mother; she is exasperated against her foolish and low-vanity'd Lovelace. -Foolish, a little toad! [God forgive me for calling a virtuous girl a toad!] Let us stoop to lift the wretch out of his dirt, tho' we soil our fingers in doing it! He has not been guilty of direct indecency to you. -It seems extraordinary to Miss Howe that I have not. -Nor dare he -She should be sure of that. If women have such things in their heads, why should not I in my heart? -Not so much of a devil as that comes to neither. Such villainous intentions would have shewn themselves before now, if I had them. -Lord help them!-
She then puts her friend upon urging for settlements, licence, and so forth. -No room for delicacy now, she says. -And tells her what she shall say, to bring all forward from me. -Dost think, Jack, that I should not have carried my point long ago, but for this vixen? -She reproaches her for having MODESTY'D- away, as she calls it, more than one opportunity, that she ought not to have slipt. -Thus thou seest, that the noblest of the Sex mean nothing in the world by their shyness and distance, but to pound a poor fellow, whom they dislike not, when he comes into their purlieus.
Annexed to this letter is a paper the most saucy that ever was wrote of a mother by a daughter. There are in it such free reflections upon widows and batchelors, that I cannot but wonder how Miss Howe came by her learning. Sir George Colmar, I can tell thee, was a greater fool than thy friend, if she had it all for nothing.
The contents of this paper acquaints Miss Harlowe, that her uncle Antony has been making proposals of marriage to her mother. The old fellow's heart ought to be a tough one, if he succeed, or she who broke that of a much worthier man, the late Mr. Howe, will soon get rid of him. But be this as it may, the stupid family is more irreconcileable than ever to their goddess-daughter, for old Antony's thoughts of marrying: So I am more secure of her than ever; since, as Miss Howe says, she can have but one choice now. Though this disgusts my pride, yet I believe, at last, my tender heart will be moved in her favour. For I did not wish, that she should have nothing but persecution and distress. -But why loves she the brutes, as Miss Howe justly calls them, so much; me so little? -But I have still more unpardonable transcripts from other letters.

### v4 LETTER XXV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
The next letter is of such a nature, that, I dare say, these proud varletesses would not have had it fall into my hands for the world.
I see by it to what displeasure with me, in relation to my proposals, was owing. They were not summ'd up, it seems, with the warmth, with the ardor, which she had expected. This whole letter was transcribed by Dorcas, to whose lot it fell. Thou shalt have copies of them all at full length shortly.
Men of our cast, this little devil says, she fancies, cannot have the ardors that honest men have. Miss Howe has very pretty fancies, Jack. Charming girl! Would to heaven I knew whether my fair-one answers her as freely as she writes! 'Twould vex a man's heart, that this virago should have come honestly by her fancies.
Who knows but I may have half a dozen creatures to get off my hands, before I engage for life? -Yet, lest this should mean me a compliment, as if I would reform, she adds her belief, that she must not expect me to be honest on this side my grand climacteric. She has an high opinion of her Sex, to think they can charm so long, with a man so well acquainted with their identicalness.
He to suggest delays, she says, from a compliment to be made to Lord M.! -Yes, I, my dear-Because a man has not been accustomed to be dutiful, must he never be dutiful? -In so important a case as this too; the hearts of his whole family engaged in it? You did indeed, says she, want an interposing friend-But were I to have been in your situation, I would have tore his eyes out, and left it to his own heart to furnish the reason for it. See! See! What sayest thou to this, Jack?
Villain-Fellow that he is! follow. And for what? Only for wishing that the next day were to be my happy one; and for being dutiful to my nearest relation.
It is the cruellest of fates, she says, for a woman to be forced to have a man whom her heart despises. -That is what I wanted to be sure of. -I was afraid, that my beloved was too conscious of her talents; of her superiority! -I was afraid that she indeed despised me; and I cannot bear it. But, Belford, I do not intend that this lady shall be bound down by so cruel a fate. Let me perish, if I marry a woman who has given her most intimate friend reason to say, she despises me! -A Lovelace to be despised, Jack!
His clench'd fist to his forehead on your leaving him in just displeasure-that is, when she was not satisfied with my ardors, and please ye! -I remember the motion: But her back was toward me at the time. Are these watchful ladies all eye? -But observe her wish, I wish it had been a poll-ax, and in the hands of his worst enemy. -I will have patience, Jack; I will have patience! My day is at hand. -Then will I steel my heart with these remembrances.
But here is a scheme to be thought of, in order to get my fair prize out of my hands, in case I give her reason to suspect me.
This indeed alarms me. Now the contention becomes arduous. Now wilt thou not wonder, if I let loose my plotting genius upon them both. I will not be out-Norris'd, Belford.
But once more, she has no notion, she says, that I can or dare to mean her dishonour. But then the man is a fool-that's all. -I should indeed be a fool, to proceed as I do, and mean matrimony! However, since you are thrown upon a fool, says she, marry the fool, at the first opportunity; and tho' I doubt that this man will be the most unmanageable of fools, as all witty and vain fools are, take him as a punishment, since you cannot as a reward. -Is there any bearing this, Belford?
But in the letter I came at to-day, while she was at church, her scheme is further opened, and a cursed one it is.
Mr. Lovelace then transcribes, from his short-hand notes, that part of Miss Howe's letter, which relates to the design of engaging Mrs. Townsend (in case of necessity) to give her protection till Colonel Morden comes: And repeats his vows of revenge; especially for those words; that should he attempt any thing that would make him obnoxious to the laws of society, she might have a fair riddance of him, either by flight or the gallows; no matter which.
He then adds;-'Tis my pride, to subdue girls who know too much to doubt their knowlege; and to convince them, that they know too little, to defend themselves from the inconveniences of knowing too much.
How passion drives a man on! I have written, as thou'lt see, a prodigious quantity in a very few hours! Now my resentments are warm, I will see, and perhaps will punish, this proud, this double -arm'd beauty. I have sent to tell her, that I must be admitted to sup with her. We have neither of us dined: She refused to drink tea in the afternoon. -And I believe neither of us will have much stomach to our supper.

### v4 LETTER XXVI.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Sunday morning, 7, May 21.
I was at the play last night with Mr. Lovelace and Miss Horton. It is, you know, a deep and most affecting tragedy in the reading. You have my remarks upon it, in the little book you made me write upon the principal acting plays. You will not wonder, that Miss Horton, as well as I, was greatly moved at the representation, when I tell you, and have some pleasure in telling you, that Mr. Lovelace himself was very sensibly touched with some of the most affecting scenes. I mention this in praise of the author's performance; for I take Mr. Lovelace to be one of the most hard-hearted men in the world. Upon my word, my dear, I do.
His behaviour, however, on this occasion, and on our return, was unexceptionable, only that he would oblige me to stay to supper with the women below when we came back, and to sit up with him and them till near one o'clock this morning. I was resolved to be even with him; and indeed I am not very sorry to have the pretence; for I love to pass the Sundays by myself.
To have the better excuse to avoid his teazing, I am ready dressed to go to church this morning. I will go only to St. James's church, and in a chair; that I may be sure I can go out and come in when I please, without being obtruded upon by him, as I was twice before.
Near nine o'clock.
I have your kind letter of yesterday. He knows I have. And I shall expect, that he will be inquisitive next time I see him after your opinion of his proposals. I doubted not your approbation of them, and had written an answer on that presumption; which is ready for him. He must study for occasions of procrastination, and to disoblige me, if now any thing happens to set us at variance again.
He is very importunate to see me; he has desired to attend me to church. He is angry, that I have declined to breakfast with him. I was sure that I should not be at my own liberty, if I had. -I bid Dorcas tell him, that I desired to have this day to myself; I would see him in the morning, as early as he pleased. She says, she knows not what ails him, but that he is out of humour with every-body.
He has sent again, in a peremptory manner. He warns me of Singleton. But surely, I sent him word if he was not afraid of Singleton at the play-house last night, I need not at church to day: So many churches to one play-house. -I have accepted of his servant's proposed attendance. -But he is quite displeased, it seems. I don't care. I will not be perpetually at his insolent beck. -Adieu, my dear, till I return. The chair waits. He won't stop me, sure as I go down to it.
I did not see him as I went down. He is, it seems, excessively out of humour. Dorcas says, Not with me neither, she believes: But something has vex'd him. This is put on, perhaps, to make me dine with him. But I won't, if I can help it. I shan't get rid of him for the rest of the day, if I do.
He was very earnest to dine with me. But I was resolved to carry this one small point; and so denied to dine myself. And indeed I was endeavouring to write to my cousin Morden; and had begun three different letters, without being able to please myself; so uncertain and so unpleasing is my situation.
He was very busy in writing, Dorcas says, and pursued it without dining, because I denied him my company.
He afterwards demanded, as I may say, to be admitted to afternoon tea with me: And appealed by Dorcas to his behaviour to me last night; as if, as I sent him word by her, he thought he had a merit in being unexceptionable. However, I repeated my promise to meet him as early as he pleased in the morning, or to breakfast with him.
Dorcas says, he raved. I heard him loud, and I heard his servant fly from him, as I thought. You, my dearest friend, say, in one of yours, that you must have somebody to be angry at, when your mother sets you up. -I should be very loth to draw comparisons. -But the workings of passion, when indulg'd, are but too much alike, whether in man or woman.
He has just sent me word, that he insists upon supping with me. As we had been in a good train for several days past, I thought it not prudent to break with him, for little matters. Yet, to be, in a manner, threaten'd into his will, I know not how to bear that.
While I was considering, he came up, and, tapping at my door, told me, in a very angry tone, he must see me this night. He could not rest, till he had been told what he had done to deserve this treatment.
I must go to him. Yet perhaps he has nothing new to say to me. -I shall be very angry with him.
As the Lady could not know what Mr. Lovelace's designs were, nor the cause of his ill humour, it will not be improper to pursue the subject from his letter.
Having described his angry manner of demanding, in person, her company at supper; he proceeds as follows.
'Tis hard, answered the fair Perverse, that I am to be so little my own mistress. I will meet you in the dining-room half an hour hence.
I went down to wait that half-hour. All the women set me hard to give her cause for this tyranny. They demonstrated, as well from the nature of the sex, as of the case, that I had nothing to hope for from my tameness, and could meet with no worse treatment, were I to be guilty of the last offence. They urged me vehemently to try at least what effect some greater familiarities, than I had ever used with her, would have: And their arguments being strengthened by my just resentments on the discoveries I had made, I was resolved to take some liberties, and, as they were received, to take still greater, and lay all the fault upon her tyranny. In this humour I went up, and never had paralytic so little command of his joints, as I had, as I walked about the dining-room, attending her motions.
With an erect mien she enter'd, her face averted, her lovely bosom swelling, and the more charmingly protuberant for the erectness of her mien. O Jack! that sullenness and reserve should give this haughty maid new charms! But in every attitude, in every humour, in every gesture, is beauty beautiful. -By her averted face, and indignant aspect, I saw the dear insolent was disposed to be angry-But by the fierceness of mine, as my trembling hands seized hers, I soon made fear her predominant passion. And yet the moment I beheld her, my heart was dastardiz'd, damp'd, and reverenced-over. Surely this is an angel, Jack! - And yet, had she not been known to be a female, they would not from babyhood have dressed her as such, nor would she, but upon that conviction, have continued the dress.
Let me ask you, Madam, I beseech you tell me, what I have done to deserve this distant treatment?
And let me ask you, Mr. Lovelace, why are my retirements to be thus invaded? -What can you have to say to me since last night, that I went with you so much against my will to the play? And after sitting up with you, equally against my will, till a very late hour?-
This I have to say, Madam, that I cannot bear to be kept at this distance from you under the same roof. I have a thousand things to say, to talk of, relating to our present and future prospects; but when I want to open my whole soul to you, you are always contriving to keep me at a distance; you make me inconsistent with myself; your heart is set upon delays; you must have views that you will not own. Tell me; Madam, I conjure you to tell me, this moment, without subterfuge or reserve, in what light am I to appear to you in future? I cannot bear this distance; the suspense you hold me in I cannot bear.
In what light, Mr. Lovelace? In no bad light, I hope. -Pray, Mr. Lovelace, do not grasp my hands so hard [endeavouring to withdraw her hands]. Pray let me go-
You hate me, Madam-
I hate nobody, Sir-
You hate me, Madam, repeated I.
Instigated and resolved, as I came up, I wanted some new provocation. The devil indeed, as soon as my angel made her appearance, crept out of my heart; but he had left the door open, and was no farther off than my elbow.
You come up in no good temper, I see, Mr. Lovelace-But pray be not violent-I have done you no hurt-Pray be not violent-
Sweet creature! And I clasped one arm about her, holding one hand in my other-You have done me no hurt! -You have done me the greatest hurt! -In what have I deserved the distance you keep me at? - I knew not what to say.
She struggled to disengage herself-Pray, Mr. Lovelace, let me withdraw. I know not why this is-I know not what I have done to offend you. I see you are come with a design to quarrel with me. If you would not terrify me by the ill humour you are in, permit me to withdraw. I will hear all you have to say another time-To-morrow morning, as I sent you word; but indeed you frighten me. -I beseech you, if you have any value for me, permit me to withdraw.
Night, mid-night, is necessary, Belford. Surprize, terror, must be necessary to the ultimate trial of this charming creature, say the women below what they will-I could not hold my purposes-This was not the first time that I had intended to try if she could forgive.
I kissed her hand with a fervor, as if I would have left my lips upon it-Withdraw then, dearest and ever dear creature-Indeed I enter'd in a very ill humour: I cannot bear the distance you so causlessly keep me at-Withdraw, however, Madam, since it is your will to withdraw; and judge me generously judge me but as I deserve to be judged; and let me hope to meet you to-morrow morning early, in such a temper as becomes our present situation, and my future hopes. And so saying, I conducted her to the door, and left her there. But instead of going down to the women, went into my own chamber, and locked myself in; ashamed of being awed by her majestic loveliness and apprehensive virtue, into so great a change of purpose, notwithstanding I had such just provocations from the letters of her saucy friend, founded on her own representations of facts and situations between herself and me.
The Lady thus describes her terrors, and Mr. Lovelace's behaviour, on this occasion.
On my entering the dining-room, he took my hands in his, in such a humour, as I saw plainly he was resolved to quarrel with me. -And for what? - I never in my life beheld in any-body such a wild, such an angry, such an impatient spirit. I was terrified; and instead of being as angry as I intended to be, I was forced to be all mildness. I can hardly remember what were his first words, I was so frighted. But, You hate me, Madam! You hate me, Madam! were some of them-with such a fierceness-I wish'd myself a thousand miles distant from him. I hate nobody, said I; I thank God I hate no-body-You terrify me, Mr. Lovelace-Let me leave you. -The man, my dear, looked quite ugly-I never saw a man look so ugly, as passion made him look. -And for what? -And he so grasped my hands-fierce creature! He so grasped my hands! In short, he seemed by his looks, and by his words (once putting his arms about me), to wish me to provoke him. - So that I had nothing to do, but to beg of him, which I did repeatedly, to permit me to withdraw; and to promise to meet him at his own time in the morning.
It was with a very ill grace, that he complied, on that condition; and at parting he kissed my hand with such a savageness, that a redness remains upon it still.
Perfect for me, my dearest Miss Howe, perfect for me, I beseech you, your kind scheme with Mrs. Townsend. -And I will then leave this man. See you not how from step to step, he grows upon me? - I tremble to look back upon his incroachments. And now to give me cause to apprehend more evil from him, than indignation will permit me to express! - O my dear, perfect your scheme, and let me fly from so strange a wretch! He must certainly have views in quarrelling with me thus, which he dare not own! Yet what can they be?
I was so disgusted with him, as well as frighted by him, that, on my return to my chamber, in a fit of passionate despair, I tore almost in two, the answer I had written to his proposals.
I will see him in the morning, because I promised I would. But I will go out, and that without him, or any attendant. If he account not tolerably for his sudden change of behaviour, and a proper opportunity offer of a private lodging in some creditable house, I will not any more return to this: -At present I think so. -And there will I either attend the perfecting of your scheme; or, by your epistolary mediation, make my own terms with the wretch; since it is your opinion, that I must be his, and cannot help myself. Or, perhaps take a resolution to throw myself at once into Lady Betty's protection; and this will hinder him from making his insolently-threatned visit to Harlowe-Place.
The Lady writes again on Monday evening; and gives her friend an account of all that has passed between herself and Mr. Lovelace that day; and of her being terrified out of her purpose of going abroad: But Mr. Lovelace's next letters giving a more ample account of all, hers are omitted.
It is proper, however, to mention, that she reurges Miss Howe (from the dissatisfaction she has reason for from what passed between Mr. Lovelace and herself) to perfect her scheme in relation to Mrs. Townsend.
She concludes this letter in these words:
'I should say something of your last favour (but a few hours ago received), and of your dialogue with your mother. -Are you not very whimsical, my dear? -I have but two things to wish for on this occasion. The one, that your charming pleasantry had a better subject, than that you find for it in this dialogue. The other, that my situation were not such, as must too often damp that pleasantry, and will not permit me to enjoy it, as I used to do. Be, however, happy in yourself, tho' you cannot in
'Your Clarissa Harlowe.'

### v4 LETTER XXVII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Monday Morn. May 22.
No generosity in this lady. None at all. Wouldst thou not have thought, that after I had permitted her to withdraw, primed for mischief as I was, that she would meet me next morning early; and that with a smile; making me one of her best courtesies?
I was in the dining-room before six, expecting her. She opened not her door. I went up-stairs and down, and hemm'd, and called Will. called Dorcas: Threw the doors hard to; but still she opened not her door. Thus till half an hour after eight, fooled I away my time; and then, breakfast ready, I sent Dorcas to request her company.
But I was astonished, when, following the wench at the first invitation, I saw her enter dressed, all but her gloves, and those and her fan in her hand; in the same moment, bidding Dorcas direct Will to get her a chair to the door.
Cruel creature, thought I, to expose me thus to the derision of the women below!
Going abroad, Madam?
I am, Sir.
I looked cursed silly, I am sure. -You will breakfast first, I hope, Madam, in a very humble strain! Yet with an hundred tenter-hooks in my heart.
Had she given me more notice of her intention, I had perhaps wrought myself up to the frame I was in the day before, and begun my vengeance. And immediately came into my head all the virulence that had been transcribed for me from Miss Howe's letters, and in that I had transcribed myself.
Yes, she would drink one dish; and then laid her gloves and fan in the window just by.
I was perfectly disconcerted. I hemm'd and haw'd, and was going to speak several times; but knew not in what key. Who's modest now, thought I! Who's insolent now! -How a tyrant of a woman confounds a bashful man! -She was my Miss Howe, I thought; and I the spiritless Hickman.
At last, I will begin, thought I.
She a dish-I a dish.
Sip, her eyes her own, she; like an haughty and imperious sovereign, conscious of dignity, every look a favour.
Sip, like her vassal, I; lips and hands trembling, and not knowing that I sipp'd or tasted.
I was-I was-Issp'd-drawing in my breath and the liquor together, tho' I scalded my mouth with it-I was in hopes, Madam-
Dorcas came in just then. -Dorcas, said she, is a chair gone for?
Damn'd impertinence, thought I, putting me out of my speech! And I was forced to wait for the servant's answer to the insolent mistress's question.
William is gone for one, Madam.
This cost me a minute's silence before I could begin again. -And then it was with my hopes, and my hopes, and my hopes, that I should have been early admitted to-
What weather is it, Dorcas? said she, as regardless of me, as if I had not been present.
A little lowering, Madam-The sun is gone in- It was very fine half an hour ago.
I had no patience-Up I rose. Down went the tea-cup, saucer and all. -Confound the weather, the sunshine, and the wench! -Begone for a devil, when I am speaking to your lady, and have so little opportunity given me.
Up rose the lady, half frighted; and snatched from the window her gloves and fan.
You must not go, Madam! -By my soul, you must not-Taking her hand.
Must not, Sir! -But I must-You can curse your maid in my absence, as well as if I were present- Except-Except-you intend for me, what you direct to her.
Dearest creature, you must not go! -You must not leave me! -Such determined scorn! Such contempts! -Questions ask'd your servant of no meaning but to break in upon me; who could bear it?
Detain me not, struggling. -I will not be withheld. -I like you not, nor your ways. -You sought to quarrel with me yesterday, for no reason in the world that I can think of, but because I was too obliging. You are an ingrateful man; and I hate you with my whole heart, Mr. Lovelace!
Do not make me desperate, Madam. -Permit me to say, that you shall not leave me in this humour. Where-ever you go, I will attend you. -Had Miss Howe been my friend, I had not been thus treated. - It is but too plain to whom my difficulties are owing. I have long observed, that every letter you receive from her, makes an alteration in your behaviour to me. She would have you treat me, as she treats Mr. Hickman, I suppose: But neither does that treatment become your admirable temper to offer, nor me to receive.
This startled her. She did not care to have me think hardly of Miss Howe.
But recollecting herself, Miss Howe, said she, is a friend to virtue, and to good men. -If she like not you, it is because you are not one of those.
Yes, Madam; and therefore, to speak of Mr. Hickman and Myself, as you both, I suppose, think of each, she treats him as she would not treat a Lovelace. -I challenge you, Madam, to shew me but one of the many letters you have received from her, where I am mentioned.
Whither will this lead us? replied she. Miss Howe is just; Miss Howe is good. -She writes, she speaks, of every-body as they deserve. If you point me out but any one occasion, upon which you have reason to build a merit to yourself, as either just or good, or even generous, I will look out for her letter on that occasion (if it be one I have acquainted her with); and will engage it shall be in your favour.
Devilish severe! And as indelicate as severe, to put a modest man upon hunting backward after his own merits.
She would have flung from me: I will go out, Mr. Lovelace. I will not be detained.
Indeed you must not, Madam, in this humour. And I placed myself between her and the door. - And then she threw herself into a chair, fanning herself, her sweet face all crimsoned over with passion.
I cast myself at her feet. -Begone, Mr. Lovelace, said she, with a rejecting motion, her fan in her hand; for your own sake leave me! -My soul is above thee, man! With both her hands pushing me from her! - Urge me not to tell thee, how sincerely I think my soul above thee! -Thou hast a proud, a too proud heart, to contend with! -Leave me, and leave me for ever! -Thou hast a proud heart to contend with!
Her air, her manner, her voice, were bewitchingly noble, tho' her words were so severe.
Let me worship an angel, said I, no woman. Forgive me, dearest creature! -Creature if you be, forgive me! -Forgive my inadvertencies! Forgive my inequalities! -Pity my infirmity! -Who is equal to my Clarissa?
I trembled between admiration and love; and wrapt my arms about her knees, as she sat. She try'd to rise at the moment; but my clasping round her thus ardently, drew her down again; and never was woman more affrighted. But free as my clasping emotion might appear to her apprehensive heart, I had not, at the instant, any thought but what reverence inspired. And till she had actually withdrawn (which I permitted under promise of a speedy return, and on her consent to dismiss the chair), all the motions of my heart were as pure as her own.
She kept not her word. An hour I waited, before I sent to claim her promise. She could not possibly see me yet, was the answer. As soon as she could, she would.
Dorcas says, she still excessively trembled; and ordered her to give her water and hartshorn.
A strange apprehensive creature! -Her terror is too great for the occasion. -Evils in apprehension are often greater than evils in reality. Hast thou never observed, that the terrors of a bird caught, and actually in the hand, bear no comparison to what we might have supposed those terrors would be, were we to have formed a judgment of the same bird by its shyness before taken?
Dear creature! -Did she never romp? Did she ever from girlhood to now, hoyden? The innocent kinds of freedom taken and all owed on these occasions, would have familiarized her to greater. Sacrilege but to touch the hem of her garment! -Excess of delicacy! -O the consecrated beauty! -How can she think to be a wife!
But how do I know till I try, whether she may not by a less alarming treatment be prevailed upon, or whether [Day, I have done with thee!] she may not yield to nightly surprizes? This is still the burden of my song, I can marry her when I will. And if I do, after prevailing (whether by surprize or reluctant consent) whom but myself shall I have injured?
It is now eleven o'clock. She will see me as soon as she can, she tells Polly Horton, who made her a tender visit, and to whom she is less reserved than to any-body else. Her emotion, she assures her, was not owing to perverseness, to nicety, to ill-humour; but to weakness of heart. She has not strength of mind sufficient, she says, to enable her to support her condition, and her apprehensions, under the weight of a father's curse; which she fears is more than beginning to operate.
Yet what a contradiction! -Weakness of heart, says she, with such a strength of will! -O Belford! she is a lion-hearted lady, in every case where her honour, her punctilio rather, calls for spirit. But I have had reason more than once in her case, to conclude, that the passions of the gentlest, slower to be moved than those of the quick, are the most flaming, the most irresistible, when raised. -Yet her charming body is not equally organized. The unequal partners pull two ways; and the divinity within her tears her silken frame. But had the same soul informed a masculine body, never would there have been a truer hero.
Monday, two o'clock.
My beloved not yet visible. She is not well. What expectations had she from my ardent admiration of her! -More rudeness than revenge apprehended. Yet, how my soul thirsts for revenge upon both these ladies! -I must have recourse to my master-strokes. This cursed project of Miss Howe and her Mrs. Townsend, if I cannot contrive to render it abortive, will be always a sword hanging over my head. Upon every little disobligation my beloved will be for taking wing; and the pains I have taken, to deprive her of every other refuge or protection, in order to make her absolutely dependent upon me, will be all thrown away. But, perhaps, I shall find out a Smuggler to counteract Miss Howe.
Thou remembrest the contention between the Sun and the North wind, in the fable; which should first make an honest Traveller throw off his cloak.
Boreas began first. He puffed away most vehemently; and often made the poor fellow curve and stagger: But with no other effect, than to cause him to wrap his surtout the closer about him.
But when it came to Phoebus's turn, he so played upon the traveller with his beams, that he made him first unbutton, and then throw it quite off: -Nor left he, till he obliged him to take to the friendly shade of a spreading beech; where prostrating himself on the thrown-off cloak, he took a comfortable nap.
The victor-god then laughed outright, both at Boreas and the Traveller, and pursued his radiant course, shining upon, and warming and cherishing a thousand new objects, as he danced along: And at night, when he put up his fiery coursers, he diverted his Thetis with the relation of his pranks in the passed day.
I, in like manner, will discard all my boistrous inventions; and if I can oblige my sweet Traveller to throw aside, but for one moment, the cloak of her rigid virtue, I shall have nothing to do, but, like the sun, to bless new objects with my rays. -But my chosen hours of conversation and repose, after all my peregrinations, will be devoted to my goddess.
And now, Belford, according to my new system, I think this house of Mrs. Fretchville an embarass upon me. I will get rid of it; for some time at least. Mennell, when I am out, shall come to her, inquiring for me. What for? thou'lt ask. What for! -Hast thou not heard what has befallen poor Mrs. Fretchville? -Then I'll tell thee.
One of her maids, about a week ago, was taken with the small-pox. The rest kept their mistress ignorant of it till Friday; and then she came to know it by accident. -The greater half of the plagues poor mortals of condition are tormented with, proceed from the servants they take, partly for shew, partly for use, and with a view to lessen their cares.
This has so terrified the widow, that she is taken with all the symptoms which threaten an attack from that dreadful enemy of fair faces. -So must not think of removing: Yet cannot expect, that we should be further delayed on her account.
She now wishes, with all her heart, that she had known her own mind, and gone into the country at first when I treated about the house: This evil then had not happened! -A cursed cross accident for us, too! -High-ho! Nothing else, I think, in this mortal life! -People need not study to bring crosses upon themselves by their petulancies.
So this affair of the house will be over; at least, for one while. But then I can fall upon an expedient which will make amends for this disappointment. Since I must move slow, in order to be sure, I have a charming contrivance or two in my head-Even supposing she should get away, to bring her back again.
But what is become of Lord M. I trow, that he writes not to me, in answer to my invitation? If he would send me such a letter, as I could shew, it might go a great way towards a perfect reconciliation. I have written to Charlotte about it. He shall soon hear from me, and that in a way he won't like, if he writes not quickly. He has sometimes threatened to disinherit me: But if I should renounce him, it would be but justice, and would vex him ten times more, than any thing he can do, will vex me. Then, the settlements unavoidably delayed, by his neglect! - How shall I bear such a life of procrastination! I, who, as to my will, and impatience, and so forth, am of the true lady-make! and can as little bear controul and disappointment as the best of them!
Another letter from Miss Howe. I suppose it is that which she promises in her last to send her, relating to the courtship between old Tony the uncle, and Annabella the mother. I should be extremely rejoiced to see it. No more of the smuggler-plot in it, I hope. This, it seems, she has put in her pocket. But I hope I shall soon find it deposited with the rest.
Monday evening.
At my repeated request she condescended to meet me in the dining-room to afternoon tea, and not before.
She entered with bashfulness, as I thought; in a pretty confusion, for having carried her apprehensions too far. Sullen and slow moved she towards the tea-table. -Dorcas present, busy in tea cup preparations. I took her reluctant hand, and pressed it to my lips. - Dearest, loveliest of creatures, why this distance? Why this displeasure? -How can you thus torture the faithfullest heart in the world? -She disengaged her hand. Again I would have snatch'd it.
Be quiet, peevishly withdrawing it; and down she sat; a gentle palpitation in the beauty of beauties indicating mingled sullenness and resentment; her snowy handkerchief rising and falling, and a sweet flush overspreading her charming cheeks.
For God's sake, Madam! -And a third time I would have taken her repulsing hand.
And for the same sake, Sir; no more teazing.
Dorcas retired; I drew my chair nearer hers, and with the most respectful tenderness took her hand; and told her, that I could not, without the utmost concern, forbear to express my apprehensions (from the distance she was so desirous to keep me at), that if any man in the world was more indifferent to her, to use no harsher a word, than another, it was the unhappy wretch before her.
She looked steadily upon me for a moment, and with her other hand, not withdrawing that I held, pulled her handkerchief out of her pocket; and by a twinkling motion, tried to dissipate a tear or two, which stood ready in each eye, to meander themselves a passage down her glowing cheeks; but answered me only with a sigh, and an averted face.
I urged her to speak; to look up at me; to bless me with an eye more favourable.
I had reason, she told me, for my complaint of her indifference. She saw nothing in my mind that was generous. I was not a man to be obliged or favoured. My strange behaviour to her since Saturday night, for no cause at all that she knew of, convinced her of this. Whatever hopes she had conceived of me, were utterly dissipated: All my ways were disgustful to her.
This cut me to the heart. The guilty, I believe, in every case, less patiently bear the detecting truth, than the innocent do the degrading falshood.
I bespoke her patience, while I took the liberty to account for this change, on my part. -I re-acknowleged the pride of my heart, which could not bear the thought of that want of preference in the heart of a lady, whom I hoped to call mine, which she had always manifested. Marriage, I said, was a state that was not to be entered upon with indifference on either side.
It is insolence, interrupted she, it is presumption, Sir, to expect tokens of value, without resolving to deserve them. You have no whining creature before you, Mr. Lovelace, overcome by weak motives, to love where there is no merit. Miss Howe can tell you, Sir, that I never loved the faults of my friend; nor ever wished her to love me for mine. It was a rule with us, not to spare each other. And would a man who has nothing but faults (for pray, Sir, what are your virtues?) expect that I should shew a value for him? Indeed, if I did, I should not deserve even his value, but ought to be despised by him.
Well have you, Madam, kept up to this noble manner of thinking. You are in no danger of being despised for any marks of tenderness or favour shewn to the man before you. You have been perhaps, you'll think, laudably studious of making and taking occasions to declare, that it was far from being owing to your choice, that you had any thoughts of me. My whole soul, Madam, in all its errors, in all its wishes, in all its views, had been laid open and naked before you, had I been encouraged by such a share in your confidence and esteem, as would have secured me against your apprehended worst constructions of what I should from time to time have revealed to you, and consulted you upon. For never was there a franker heart; nor a man so ready to accuse himself. [This, Belford, is true]. But you know, Madam, how much otherwise it has been between us. -Doubt, distance, reserve, on your part, begat doubt, fear, awe, on mine. -How little confidence! as if we apprehended each other to be a plotter rather than a lover. How have I dreaded every letter that has been brought you from Wilson's! -And with reason; since the last, from which I expected so much, on account of the proposals I had made you in writing, has, if I may judge by the effects, and by your denial of seeing me yesterday (tho' you could go abroad, and in a chair too, to avoid my attendance on you), set you against me more than ever.
I was guilty, it seems, of going to church, said the indignant charmer; and without the company of a man, whose choice it would not have been to go, had I not gone. I was guilty of desiring to have the whole Sunday to myself, after I had obliged you, against my will, at a play; and after you had detained me, equally to my dislike, to a very late hour over night. -These were my faults: For these I was to be punished; I was to be compelled to see you, and to be terrified when I did see you, by the most shocking ill-humour that was ever shewn to a creature in my circumstances, and not bound to bear it. You have pretended to find free fault with my father's temper, Mr. Lovelace: But the worst that he ever shewed after marriage, was not in the least to be compared to what you have shewn twenty times beforehand. - And what are my prospects with you, at the very best? -My indignation rises against you, Mr. Lovelace, while I speak to you, when I recollect the many instances, equally ungenerous and unpolite, of your behaviour to one whom you have brought into distress -And I can hardly bear you in my sight.
She turned from me, standing up; and lifting up her folded hands and charming eyes, swimming in tears-O my dear papa, said the inimitable creature, you might have spared your heavy curse, had you known how I have been punished, ever since my swerving feet led me out of your garden-doors to meet this man! Then, sinking into her chair, a burst of passionate tears forced their way down her glowing cheeks.
My dearest life, taking her still folded hands in mine, who can bear an invocation so affecting, tho' so passionate? [And, as I hope to live, my nose tingled, as I once when a boy, remember it did (and indeed once more very lately), just before some tears came into my eyes; and I durst hardly trust my face in view of hers] What have I done to deserve this impatient exclamation? -Have I, at any time, by word, by deeds, by looks, given you cause to doubt my honour, my reverence, my adoration, I may call it, of your virtues? -All is owing to misapprehension, I hope, on both sides. -Condescend to clear up but your part, as I will mine, and all must speedily be happy. - Would to heaven I loved that heaven as I love you! And yet, if I doubted a return in love, let me perish if I should know how to wish you mine! -Give me hope, dearest creature, give me but hope, that I am your preferable choice! -Give me but hope, that you hate me not; that you do not despise me.
O Mr. Lovelace, we have been long enough together, to be tired of each others humours and ways; ways and humours so different, that perhaps you ought to dislike me, as much as I do you. -I think, I think, that I cannot make an answerable return to the value you profess for me. My temper is utterly ruined. You have given me an ill opinion of all mankind; of yourself in particular: And withal so bad a one of myself, that I shall never be able to look up, having utterly and for ever lost all that self-complacency, and conscious pride, which are so necessary to carry a woman through this life with tolerable satisfaction to herself.
She paused. I was silent. By my soul, thought I, this sweet creature will at last undo me!
She proceeded. -What now remains, but that you pronounce me free of all obligation to you? And that you will not hinder me from pursuing the destiny that shall be allotted me?
Again she paused. I was still silent; meditating whether to renounce all further designs upon her; whether I had not received sufficient evidence of a virtue, and of a greatness of soul, that could not be questioned, or impeached.
She went on: Propitious to me be your silence, Mr. Lovelace! -Tell me, that I am free of all obligation to you. You know, I never made you promises. -You know, that you are not under any to me. -My broken fortunes I matter not.-
She was proceeding. -My dearest life, said I, I have been all this time, tho' you fill me with doubts of your favour, busy in the nuptial preparations. -I am actually in treaty for equipage.
Equipage, Sir! -Trappings, Tinsel! -What is Equipage; what is Life; what is Any-thing, to a creature sunk so low, as I am in my own opinion! -Labouring under a father's curse! -Unable to look backward without reproach, or forward without terror! - These reflections strengthen'd by every cross accident! -And what but cross accidents befal me! -All my darling schemes dashed in pieces; all my hopes at an end; deny me not the liberty to refuge myself in some obscure corner, where neither the enemies you have made me, nor the few friends you have left me, may ever hear of the supposed rash one, till those happy moments are at hand, which shall expiate for all.
I had not a word to say for myself. Such a war in my mind had I never known. Gratitude, and admiration of the excellent creature before me, combating with villainous habit, with resolutions so premeditately made, and with views so much gloried in! -An hundred new contrivances in my head, and in my heart, that, to be honest, as it is called; must all be given up, by a heart delighting in intrigue and difficulty-Miss Howe's virulences endeavoured to be recollected-Yet recollection refusing to bring them forward with the requisite efficacy-I had certainly been a lost man, had not Dorcas come seasonably in, with a letter. -On the superscription written-Be pleased, Sir, to open it now.
I returned to the window-opened it. -It was from herself. -These the contents-'Be pleased to detain my lady; a paper of importance to transcribe. -I will cough when I have done.'
I put the paper in my pocket, and turned to my charmer, less disconcerted, as she, by that time, had also a little recovered herself. -One favour, dearest creature-Let me but know, whether Miss Howe approves or disapproves of my proposals? -I know her to be my enemy. I was intending to account to you for the change of behaviour you accused me of at the beginning of this conversation; but was diverted from it by your vehemence. -Indeed, my beloved creature, you was very vehement. -Do you think, it must not be matter of high regret to me, to find my wishes so often delayed and postponed, in favour of your predominant view to a reconciliation with relations, who will not be reconciled to you? -To this was owing your declining to celebrate before we came to town, tho' you were so atrociously treated by your sister, and your whole family; and tho' so ardently pressed to celebrate by me? To this was owing the ready offence you took at my four friends; and at the unavailing attempt I made to see a dropt letter, little imagining that there could be room for mortal displeasure on that account, from what two such ladies could write to each other. -To this was owing the week's distance you held me at, till you knew the issue of another application. -But when they had rejected that; when you had sent my coldly-received proposals to Miss Howe for her approbation or advice, as indeed I advised, and had honoured me with your company at the play on Saturday night (my whole behaviour unobjectible to the last hour); must not, Madam, the sudden change in your conduct, the very next morning, astonish and distress me? -And this persisted in with still stronger declarations, after you had received the impatiently-expected letter from Miss Howe; must I not conclude, that all was owing to her influence; and that some other application or project was meditating, that made it necessary to keep me again at distance till the result were known, and which was to deprive me of you for ever? for was not that your constantly proposed preliminary? -Well, Madam, might I be wrought up to a half-frenzy by this apprehension; and well might I charge you with hating me. -And now, dearest creature, let me know, I once more ask you, what is Miss Howe's opinion of my proposals?
Were I disposed to debate with you, Mr. Lovelace, I could very easily answer your fine harangue. But at present, I shall only say, that your ways have been very unaccountable. You seem to me, if your meanings were always just, to have taken great pains to embarass them. Whether owing in you to the want of a clear head, or a sound heart, I cannot determine; but it is to the want of one of them, I verily think, that I am to ascribe the greatest part of your strange conduct.
Curse upon the heart of the little devil, said I, who instigates you to think so hardly of the faithfullest heart in the world!
How dare you, Sir? -And there she stopt; having almost overshot herself; as I designed she should.
How dare I what, Madam? And I looked with meaning. How dare I what?
Vile man! -And do you-And there again she stopt.
Do I what, Madam? -And why vile man?
How dare you to curse any-body in my presence?
O the sweet receder! -But that was not to go off so with a Lovelace.
Why then, dearest creature, is there any body that instigates you? -If there be, again I curse them, be they who they will.
She was in a charming pretty passion. -And this was the first time that I had the odds in my favour.
Well, Madam, it is just as I thought. And now I know how to account for a temper, that I hope is not natural to you.
Artful wretch! And is it thus you would entrap me? -But know, Sir, that I receive letters from nobody but Miss Howe. Miss Howe likes some of your ways as little as I do; for I have set every-thing before her. -Yet she is thus far your enemy, as she is mine: -She thinks I should not refuse your offers; but endeavour to make the best of my lot. And now you have the truth. Would to heaven you were capable of dealing with equal sincerity!
I am, Madam. And here, on my knee, I renew my vows, and my supplication, that you will make me yours-Yours for ever. -And let me have cause to bless you and Miss Howe in the same breath.
To say the truth, Belford, I had before begun to think, that that vixen of a girl, who certainly likes not Hickman, was in love with me.
Rise, Sir, from your too-ready knees; and mock me not.
Too-ready knees, thought I! -Tho' this humble posture so little affects this proud beauty, she knows not how much I have obtained of others of her sex, nor how often I have been forgiven the last attempts, by kneeling.
Mock you, Madam! -And I arose, and re-urged her for the day. I blamed myself at the same time, for my invitation to Lord M. as it might subject me to delay, from his infirmities: But told her, that I would write to him to excuse me, if she had no objection; or to give him the day she would give me, and not wait for him, if he could not come in time.
My day, Sir, said she, is never. Be not surprized. A person of politeness judging between us, would not be surprized that I say so. But indeed, Mr. Lovelace, and wept thro' impatience, you either know not how to treat with a mind of the least degree of delicacy, notwithstanding your birth and education, or you are an ingrateful man; and (after a pause) a worse than ingrateful one. But I will retire. I will see you again to-morrow. I cannot before. I think I hate you- You may look-Indeed I think I hate you. And if, upon a re-examination of my own heart, I find I do, I would not for the world that matters should go on farther between us.
I was too much vex'd, disconcerted, mortify'd, to hinder her retiring-And yet she had not gone, if Dorcas had not cough'd.
The wench came in, as soon as her lady had retired, and gave me the copy she had taken. And what should it be of, but the answer the truly admirable creature had intended to give to my written proposals in relation to settlements?
I have but just dipt into this affecting paper. Were I to read it attentively, not a wink should I sleep this night. To-morrow it shall obtain my serious consideration.

### v4 LETTER XXVIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Tuesday Morning, May 23.
The dear creature desires to be excused seeing me till evening. She is not very well, Dorcas tells me.
Read here, if thou wilt, the paper transcribed by Dorcas. It is impossible that I should proceed with my projects against this admirable woman, were it not that I am resolved, after a few trials more, as nobly sustained as those she has already passed through, to make her (if she really hate me not) legally mine.
To Mr. Lovelace.
'When a woman is married, that supreme earthly obligation requires her, in all instances of natural justice, and where her husband's honour may be concerned, to yield her own will to his- But, beforehand, I could be glad, conformably to what I have always signified, to have the most explicit assurances, that every possible way should be tried to avoid litigation with my father. Time and patience will subdue all things. My prospects of happiness are extremely contracted. A husband's right will be always the same. In my life-time I could wish nothing to be done of this sort. Your circumstances, Sir, will not oblige you to extort violently from him what is in his hands. All that depends upon me, either with regard to my person, to my diversions, or to the oeconomy that no married woman, of whatever rank or quality, should be above inspecting, shall be done, to prevent a necessity for such measures being taken. And, if there will be no necessity for them, it is to be hoped, that motives less excusable will not have force-Motives which must be founded in a littleness of mind, which a woman, who has not that littleness of mind, will be under such temptations as her duty will hardly be able at all times to check, to despise her husband for having; especially in cases where her own family, so much a part of herself, and which will have obligations upon her (tho' then but secondary ones) from which she never can be freed, are intimately concerned.
'This article, then, I urge to your most serious consideration, as what lies next my heart. I enter not here minutely into the fatal misunderstanding between them and you: The fault may be in both. But, Sir, yours was the foundation-fault: At least, you gave a too plausible pretence for my brother's antipathy to work upon. Condescension was no part of your study. You chose to bear the imputations laid to your charge, rather than to make it your endeavour to obviate them.
'But this may lead into hateful recrimination- Let it be remembred, I will only say, in this place, that, in their eye, you have robbed them of a daughter they doted upon; and that their resentments on this occasion rise but in proportion to their love, and their disappointment. If they were faulty in some of the measures they took, while they themselves did not think so, who shall judge for them? You, Sir, who will judge every-body as you please, and will let no-body judge you, in your own particular, must not be their judge. -It may therefore be expected, that they will stand out.
'As for myself, Sir, I must leave it (so seems it to be destined) to your justice, to treat me as you shall think I deserve: But if your future behaviour to them is not governed by that harsh-sounding implacableness, which you charge upon some of their tempers, the splendor of your family, and the excellent character of some of them (of all indeed, except your own conscience furnishes you with one only exception) will, on better consideration, do every thing with them: For they may be overcome; perhaps, however, with the more difficulty, as the greatly prosperous less bear controul and disappointment than others: For I will own to you, that I have often in secret lamented, that their great acquirements have been a snare to them; perhaps as great a snare, as some other accidentals have been to you; which being less immediately your own gifts, you have still less reason than they to value yourself upon them.
'Let me only, on this subject, further observe, that condescension is not meanness. There is a glory in yielding, that hardly any violent spirit can judge of. My brother perhaps is no more sensible of this than you. But as you have talents he has not (who, however, has, as I hope, that regard for morals, the want of which makes one of his objections to you), I could wish it may not be owing to you, that your mutual dislikes to each other do not subside; for it is my earnest hope, that in time you may see each other, without exciting the fears of a wife and a sister for the consequence. Not that I should wish you to yield in points that truly concerned your honour: No, Sir, I would be as delicate in such, as you yourself: More delicate, I will venture to say, because more uniformly so. How vain, how contemptible, is that pride, which shews itself in standing upon diminutive observances; and gives up, and makes a jest of, the most important!
'This article being considered as I wish, all the rest will be easy. Were I to accept of the handsome separate provision you seem to intend me; added to the considerable sums arisen from my grandfather's estate since his death (more considerable, than perhaps you may suppose from your offer); I should think it my duty to lay up for the family good, and for unforeseen events out of it: For, as to my donations, I would generally confine myself, in them, to the tenth of my income, be it what it would. I aim at no glare in what I do of that sort: All I wish for, is the power of relieving the lame, the blind, the sick, and the industrious poor, whom accident has made so, or sudden distress reduced. The common or bred beggars I leave to others, and to the public provision. They cannot be lower: Perhaps they wish not to be higher: And, not able to do for every one, I aim not at works of supererogation. Two hundred pounds a year would do all I wish to do of the separate sort: For all above, I would content myself to ask you; except, mistrusting your own oeconomy, you would give up to my management and keeping, in order to provide for future contingencies, a larger portion; for which, as your steward, I would regularly account.
'As to cloaths, I have particularly two suits, which, having been only, in a manner, try'd on, would answer for any present occasion. Jewels I have of my grandmother's, which want only new-setting: Another Set I have, which on particular days I used to wear. Altho' these are not sent me, I have no doubt, being merely personals, that they will, when I send for them in another name: Till when I should not choose to wear any.
'As to your complaints of my diffidences, and the like, I appeal to your own heart, if it be possible for you to make my case your own for one moment, and to retrospect some parts of your behaviour, words, and actions, whether I am not rather to be justified than censured-and whether, of all men in the world, avowing what you avow, you ought not to think so. If you do not, let me admonish you, Sir, that there must be too great a mismatch, as I may call it, in our minds, ever to make you wish to bring about a more intimate union of interests between Yourself and
'Clarissa Harlowe.
'May 20.'
The original of this charming paper, as Dorcas tells me, was torn almost in two: -In one of her pets I suppose! -What business have the Sex, whose principal glory is meekness, and patience, and resignation to be in a passion, I trow? -Will not she, who allows herself such liberties as a maiden lady, take greater when a married one?
And a wife, to be in a passion! -Let me tell the ladies, it is a d-n'd impudent thing, begging their pardon, and as imprudent as impudent, for a wife to be in a passion, if she mean not eternal separation, or wicked defiance, by it: For is it not rejecting at once all that expostulatory meekness, and gentle reasoning, mingled with sighs as gentle, and graced with bent knees, supplicating hands, and eyes lifted up to your imperial countenance, just running over, that should make a reconciliation speedy, and as lasting as speedy? Even suppose the husband is wrong, will not his being so, give the greater force to her expostulation?
Now I think of it, a man should be wrong now-and-then, to make his wife shine. Miss Howe tells my charmer, that adversity is her shining-time. 'Tis a generous thing in a man, to make his wife shine at his own expence: To give her leave to triumph over him by patient reasoning: For were he to be too imperial to acknowledge his fault on the spot, she will find the benefit of her duty and submission in future, and in the high opinion he will conceive of her prudence and obligingness-And so, by degrees, she will be her master's master.
But for a wife to come up with a kemboed arm, the other hand thrown out, perhaps, with a pointing finger-Look ye here, Sir! -Take notice! -If you are wrong, I'll be wrong! -If you are in a passion, I'll be in a passion! -Rebuff, for rebuff, Sir! -If you fly, I'll tear! -If you swear, I'll curse! -And the same room, and the same-bed, shall not hold us, Sir! - For, remember, I am marry'd, Sir! -I'm a wife, Sir! -You can't help yourself, Sir! -Your honour, as well as your peace, is in my keeping! -And, if you like not this treatment, you may have worse, Sir!
Ah! Jack, Jack! What man, who has observed these things, either imply'd, or express'd, in other families, would wish to be an husband!
Dorcas found this paper in one of the drawers of her lady's dressing-table: She was re-perusing it, as she supposes, when the honest wench carried my message to desire her to favour me at the tea-table; for she saw her pop a paper into the drawer, as she came in; and there, on her mistress's going to meet me in the dining-room, she found it: And to be This.
But I had better not to have had a copy of it, as far as I know: For, determined as I was before upon my operations, it instantly turned all my resolutions in her favour. Yet I would give something to be convinced, that she did not pop it into her drawer before the wench, in order for me to see it; and perhaps (if I were to take notice of it) to discover whether Dorcas, according to Miss Howe's advice, were most my friend, or hers.
The very suspicion of this will do her no good: For I cannot bear to be artfully treated. People love to enjoy their own peculiar talents in monopoly, as I may say. I am aware, that it will strengthen thy arguments against me in her behalf. But I know every tittle thou canst say upon it: So spare thy wambling nonsense, I desire thee; and leave this sweet excellence and me to our fate: That will determine for us, as it shall please itself: For, as Cowley says,
An unseen hand makes all our moves:
And some are great, and some are small;
Some climb to good, some from good fortune fall:
Some wise men, and some fools we call:
Figures, alas! of speech!-For destiny plays us all.
But, after all, I am sorry, almost sorry (for how shall I do to be quite sorry, when it is not given to me to be so?), that I cannot, without making any further trials, resolve upon wedlock.
I have just read over again this intended answer to my proposals: And how I adore her for it!
But yet; another Yet! -She has not given it or sent it to me. -So it is not her answer. It is not written for me, tho' to me.
Nay, she has not intended to send it to me: She has even torn it, perhaps with indignation, as thinking it too good for me. By this action she absolutely retracts it. Why then does my foolish fondness seek to establish for her the same merit in my heart, as if she avowed it? Prythee, dear Belford, once more leave us to our fate; and do not thou interpose with thy nonsense, to weaken a spirit already too squeamish, and strengthen a conscience that has declared itself of her party.
Then again, remember thy recent discoveries, Lovelace! -Remember her indifference, attended with all the appearance of contempt and hatred. View her, even now, wrapt up in reserve and mystery; meditating plots, as far as thou knowest, against the sovereignty thou hast, by right of conquest, obtained over her: Remember, in short, all thou hast threatened to remember against this insolent beauty, who is a rebel to the power she has lifted under!
But yet, how dost thou propose to subdue thy sweet enemy? -Abhorr'd be force, be the necessity of force, if that can be avoided! There is no triumph in force! No conquest over the will! -No prevailing, by gentle degrees, over the gentle passions! Force is the devil!
My cursed character, as I have often said, was against me at setting out! -Yet is she not a woman? Cannot I find one but half-yielding moment, if she do not absolutely hate me?
But with what can I tempt her? -Riches she was born to, and despises, knowing what they are. Jewels and ornaments, to a mind so much a jewel, and so richly set, her worthy consciousness will not let her value. Love, if she be susceptible of Love, it seems to be so much under the direction of prudence, that one unguarded moment, I fear, cannot be reasonably hoped for: And so much Vigilance, so much Apprehensiveness, that her fears are ever aforehand with her dangers. Then her Love of Virtue seems to be principle, native, or, if not native, so deeply rooted, that its fibres have struck into her heart, and, as she grew up, so blended and twisted themselves with the strings of life, that I doubt there is no separating of the one, without cutting the others asunder.
What then can be done to make such a matchless creature as this get over the first tests, in order to put her to the grand proof, whether once overcome, she will not be always overcome?
By my faith, Jack, as I sit gazing upon her, my whole soul in my eyes, contemplating her perfections, and thinking, when I have seen her easy and serene, what would be her thoughts, did she know my heart as well as I know it; when I behold her disturbed and jealous, how just her apprehensions, and that she cannot fear so much as there is room for her to fear; my heart often misgives me.
And must, think I, O creature so divinely excellent, and so beloved of my soul, those arms, those incircling arms, that would make a monarch happy, be used to repel brutal force; all their strength, unavailingly perhaps, exerted to repel it, and to defend a person so delicately framed? Can violence enter into the heart of a wretch, who might intitle himself to all thy willing, yet virtuous love, and make the blessings thou aspirest after, her duty to confer? -Begone, villain-purposes! -Sink ye all to the hell that could only inspire ye! -And I am ready to throw myself at her feet, confess my villainous designs, avow my repentance, and put it out of my power to act unworthily by such a peerless excellence.
How then comes it, that all these compassionate, and, as some would call them, honest sensibilities go off? -Why, Miss Howe will tell thee: She says, I am the devil. -By my conscience, I think he has, at present, a great share in me.
There's ingenuity! -How I lay myself open to thee! -But seest thou not, that the more I say against myself, the less room there is for thee to take me to task? -O Belford, Belford! I cannot, cannot (at least at present I cannot) marry.
Then her family, my bitter enemies! -To supple to them, or, if I do not, to make her as unhappy, as she can be from my attempts -
Then must she love Them too much, Me too little.
She now seems to despise me: Miss Howe declares, that she really does despise me. To be despised by a Wife! -What a thought is that! -To be excelled by a Wife too, in every part of praiseworthy knowlege! -To take lessons, to take instructions, from a Wife! -More than despise me, she herself has taken time to consider whether she does not hate me: -I hate you, Lovelace, with my whole heart, said she to me but yesterday! -My soul is above thee, man! - Urge me not to tell thee, how sincerely I think my soul above thee! -How poor indeed was I then, even in my own heart! -So visible a superiority, to so proud a spirit as mine! -And here from Below, from Below indeed! I am so goaded on-
Yet 'tis poor too, to think myself a machine. -I am no machine. -Lovelace, thou art base to thy self, but to suppose thyself a machine.
But having gone thus far, I should be unhappy, if, after marriage, in the petulance of ill humour, I had it to reproach myself, that I did not try her to the utmost. And yet I don't know how it is, but this lady, the moment I come into her presence, half assimilates me to her own virtue. -Once or twice (to say nothing of her triumph over me on Sunday night) I was prevailed upon to fluster myself, with an intention to make some advances, which, if obliged to recede, I might lay upon raised spirits: But the instant I beheld her, I was soberized into awe and reverence: And the majesty of her even visible purity first damped, and then extinguished, my double flame.
What a surprisingly powerful effect, so much and so long in my power, she! so instigated by some of her own sex, and so stimulated by passion, I-How can this be accounted for, in a Lovelace!
But what a heap of stuff have I written! -How have I been run away with! -By what? -Canst thou say, by what? -O thou lurking varletess Conscience! -Is it Thou, that hast thus made me of party against myself? -How camest thou in? -In what disguise, thou egregious haunter of my more agreeable hours? -Stand thou, with fate, but neuter in this controversy; and, if I cannot do credit to human nature, and to the female sex, by bringing down such an angel as this to class with and adorn it (for adorn it she does in her very foibles), then I am all yours, and never will resist you more.
Here I arose. I shook myself. The window was open. Away the troublesome bosom-visiter, the intruder, is flown. -I see it yet! -I see it yet! -And now it lessens to my aching eye! -And now the cleft air has closed after it, and it is out of sight! -And once more I am
Robert Lovelace.

### v4 LETTER XXIX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Tuesday, May 23.
Well did I, and but just in time, conclude to have done with Mrs. Fretchville and the house: For here Mennell has declar'd, that he cannot in conscience and honour go any farther. -He would not for the world be accessory to the deceiving of such a Lady! -I was a fool to let either you or him see her; for ever since ye have both had scruples, which neither would have had, were a woman to have been in the question.
Well, I can't help it!
He has, however, tho' with some reluctance, consented to write me a letter, provided I will allow it to be the last step he shall take in this affair.
I presumed, I told him, that if I could make Mrs. Fretchville's woman supply his place, he would have no objection to that.
None, he says,-But is it not pity-
A pitiful fellow! Such a ridiculous kind of pity his, as those silly souls have, who would not kill an innocent chicken for the world; but when killed to their hands, are always the most greedy devourers of it.
Now this letter gives the servant the small-pox: And she has given it to her unhappy vapourish lady. Vapourish people are perpetual subjects for diseases to work upon. Name but the malady, and it is theirs in a moment. Ever fitted for inoculation. -The physical tribe's milch-cows. -A vapourish or splenetic patient is a fiddle for the doctors; and they are eternally playing upon it. Sweet music does it make them. All their difficulty, except a case extraordinary happens (as poor Mrs. Fretchville's, who has realized her apprehensions), is but to hold their countenance, while their patient is drawing up a bill of indictment against himself;-and when they have heard it, proceed to punish: -The right word for prescribe. Why should they not, when the criminal has confessed his guilt? -And punish they generally do with a vengeance.
Yet, silly toads too, now I think of it! For why, when they know they cannot do good, may they not as well endeavour to gratify, as to nauseate, the patient's palate?
Were I a physician, I'd get all the trade to myself: For Malmsey, and Cyprus, and the generous products of the Cape, a little disguised, should be my principal doses: As these would create new spirits, how would the revived patient covet the physic, and adore the doctor!
Give all the parades of the faculty whom thou knowest, this hint. -There could but one inconvenience arise from it. The Apothecaries would find their medicines cost them something: But the demand for quantities would answer that: Since the honest Nurse would be the patient's taster; perpetually requiring repetitions of the last cordial julap.
Well, but to the letter-Yet what need of further explanation after the hints in my former? The widow cannot be removed; and that's enough: And Mennell's work is over; and his conscience left to plague him for his own sins, and not another man's: And, very possibly, plague enough will it give him for those.
This letter is directed, To Robert Lovelace, Esq; or, in his absence, To his Lady. She had refused dining with me, or seeing me; and I was out when it came. She open'd it: So is my lady by her own consent, proud and saucy as she is.
I am glad at my heart that it came before we intirely make up. She would else, perhaps, have concluded it to be contrived for a delay: And now, moreover, we can accommodate our old and new quarrels together; and that's contrivance, you know. But how is her dear haughty heart humbled to what it was when I knew her first, that she can apprehend any delays from me; and have nothing to do but to vex at them!
I came in to dinner. She sent me down the letter, desiring my excuse for opening it. Did it before she was aware. Lady-Pride, Belford! -Recollection, then Retrogradation!
I requested to see her upon it that moment. But she desires to suspend our interview till morning. I will bring her to own, before I have done with her, that she can't see me too often.
My impatience was so great, on an occasion so unexpected, that I could not help writing, to tell her, 'how much vex'd I was at the accident: But that it need not delay my happy day, as That did not depend upon the house [She knew That before, she'll think, and so did I]: And as Mrs. Fretchville, by Mr. Mennell, so handsomely expressed her concern upon it, and her wishes, that it could suit us to bear with the unavoidable delay, I hoped, that going down to The Lawn for two or three of the summer-months, when I was made the happiest of men, would be favourable to all round.'
The dear creature takes this incident to heart, I believe: And sends word to my repeated request to see her, notwithstanding her denial, that she cannot till the morning: It shall be then at six o'clock, if I please!
To be sure I do please!
Can see her but once a day now, Jack!
Did I tell thee, that I wrote a letter to my cousin Montague, wondering that I heard not from Lord M. as the subject was so very interesting? In it I acquainted her with the house I was about taking; and with Mrs. Fretchville's vapourish delays.
I was very loth to engage my own family, either man or woman, in this affair; but I must take my measures securely: And already they all think as bad of me as they well can. You observe by my Lord M.'s to yourself, that the well-manner'd Peer is afraid I should play this admirable creature one of my usual dog's tricks.
I have received just now an answer from Charlotte.
Charlotte i'n't well. A stomach-disorder.
No wonder a girl's stomach should plague her. A single lady; that's it. When she has a man to plague, it will have something besides itself to prey upon. Knowest thou not moreover, that man is the woman's Sun; woman is the man's Earth? -How dreary, how desolate, the Earth, that is deprived of the all salubriating Sun-shine!
Poor Charlotte! But I heard she was not well: That encouraged me to write to her; and to express myself a little concerned, that she had not of her own accord thought of a visit in town to my charmer.
Here follows a copy of her letter: Thou wilt see by it, that every little monkey is to catechise me. They all depend upon my good-nature.
M. Hall, May. 22.
Dear Cousin,
We have been in daily hope for a long time, I must call it, of hearing that the happy knot was ty'd. My Lord has been very much out of order: And yet nothing would serve him, but he would himself write an answer to your letter. It was the only opportunity he should ever have, perhaps, to throw in a little good advice to you, with the hope of its being of any signification; and he has been several hours in a day, as his gout would let him, busied in it: It wants now only his last revisal. He hopes it will have the greater weight with you, if it appear all in his own hand-writing.
Indeed, Mr. Lovelace, his worthy heart is wrapt up in you. I wish you loved yourself but half as well. But I believe too, that if all the family loved you less, you would love yourself more.
His Lordship has been very busy, at the times he could not write, in consulting Pritchard about those estates, which he proposes to transfer to you on the happy occasion, that he may answer your letter in the most acceptable manner; and shew, by effects, how kindly he takes your invitation. I assure you, he is mighty proud of it.
As for myself, I am not at all well, and have not been for some weeks past, with my old stomach-disorder. I had certainly else before now have done myself the honour you wonder I have not done myself. My aunt Lawrence, who would have accompanied me (for we had laid it all out), has been exceedingly busy in her law-affair; her antagonist, who is actually on the spot, having been making proposals for an accommodation. But you may assure yourself, that when our dear relation-elect shall be enter'd upon the new habitation you tell me of, we will do ourselves the honour of visiting her; and if any delay arises from the dear lady's want of courage, which, considering her man, let me tell you, may very well be, we will endeavour to inspire her with it, and be sponsors for you;-for, cousin, I believe you have need to be christen'd over again before you are intitled to so great a blessing. What think you?
Just now, my Lord tells me, he will dispatch a man on purpose with his letter to-morrow: So I need not have written. But now I have, let it go; and by Empson, who sets out directly on his return to town.
My best compliments, and sister's, to the most deserving Lady in the world (You will need no other direction to the person meant), conclude me
Your affectionate Cousin and Servant,
Charl. Montague.
Thou seest how seasonably this letter comes. I hope my Lord will write nothing but what I may shew my beloved. I have actually sent her up this letter of Charlotte's; and hope for happy effects from it.
The Lady, in her next letter, gives Miss Howe an account of what has passed between Mr. Lovelace and herself. He resents his behaviour with her usual dignity: But when she comes to mention Mr. Mennell's letter, she re-urges Miss Howe to perfect her scheme for her deliverance; being resolved to leave him. But, dating again, on his sending up to her Miss Montague's letter, she alters her mind, and desires her to suspend, for the present, her application to Mrs. Townsend.
'I had begun, says she, to suspect all he had said of Mrs. Fretchville and her house; and even Mr. Mennell himself, though so well appearing a man. But now that I find Mr. Lovelace had apprized his relations of his intention to take it; and had engaged some of the Ladies to visit me there; I could hardly forbear blaming myself for censuring him as capable of so vile an imposture. But may he not thank himself for acting so very unaccountably, and taking such needlesly-wry steps, as he has done; embarassing, as I told him, his own meanings, if they were good?'

### v4 LETTER XXX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Wednesd. May 24.
He gives his friend an account of their interview that morning; and of the happy effects of his cousin Montague's letter in his favour. Her reserves, however, he tells him, are not absolutely banished. But this he imputes to form.
It is not in the power of woman, says he, to be altogether sincere on these occasions. But why? - Do they think it so great a disgrace to be found out to be really what they are?
I regretted the illness of Mrs. Fretchville; as the intention I had to fix her dear self in the house before the happy knot was tied, would have set her in that independence in appearance, as well as fact, which was necessary to shew to all the world, that her choice was free; and as the ladies of my family would have been proud to make their court to her there; while the settlements and our equipages were preparing. But on any other account, there was no great matter in it; since when my happy day was over, we could, with so much convenience, go down to the Lawn, or to my Lord M.'s, or to either of my aunts in town; which would give full time to provide ourselves with servants, and other accommodations.
How sweetly the charmer listen'd!
I asked her, If she had had the small-pox?
'Twas always a doubtful point with her mother and Mrs. Norton, she own'd. But altho' she was not afraid of it, she chose not unnecessarily to rush into places where it was.
Right, thought I-Else, I said, it would not have been amiss for her to see the house before she went into the country; for, if she liked it not, I was not obliged to have it.
She asked, If she might take a copy of Miss Montague's letter?
I said, She might keep the letter itself, and send it to Miss Howe, if she pleased; for that, I supposed, was her intention. She bow'd her head to me. There, Jack! -I shall have her courtesy to me, by-and-by, I question not. What a-devil had I to do, to terrify the sweet creature by my termagant projects! -Yet it was not amiss, I believe, to make her afraid of me. She says, I am an unpolite man-And every polite instance from such a one, is deem'd a favour.
Talking of the settlements, I told her, that I had rather Pritchard (mentioned by my cousin Charlotte), had not been consulted on this occasion. Pritchard, indeed, was a very honest man; and had been for a generation in the family; and knew the estates, and the condition of them, better than either my Lord or myself: But Pritchard, like other old men, was diffident and slow; and valued himself upon his skill as a draughts-man; and for the sake of that paltry reputation, must have all his forms preserved, were an imperial crown to depend upon his dispatch.
I kissed her unrepulsing hand no less than five times during this conversation. Lord, Jack, how my generous heart run over! -She was quite obliging at parting. -She in a manner asked me leave to retire; to reperuse Charlotte's letter. -I think she bent her knees to me; but I won't be sure. -How happy might we have both been long ago, had the dear creature been always as complaisant to me! For I do love respect, and, whether I deserved it or not, always had it, till I knew this proud beauty.
And now, Belford, are we in a train, or the duce is in it. Every fortified town has its strong and its weak place. I had carried on my attacks against the impregnable parts. I have no doubt but I shall either shine or smuggle her out of her cloak, since she and Miss Howe have intended to employ a smuggler against me. -All we wait for now, is my Lord's letter.
But I had like to have forgot to tell thee, that we have been not a little alarm'd, by some inquiries that have been made after me and my beloved, by a man of good appearance; who yesterday procured a tradesman in the neighbouroood to send for Dorcas: Of whom he asked several questions relating to us; and particularly (as we boarded and lodged in one house), whether we were married?
This has given my beloved great uneasiness. And I could not help observing upon it, to her, how right a thing it was, that we had given out below that we were married. The inquiry, most probably, I said, was from her brother's quarter; and now, perhaps, that our marriage was owned, we should hear no more of his machinations. The person, it seems, was curious to know the day that the ceremony was performed. But Dorcas refused to give him any other particulars, than that we were married; and was the more reserved, as he declined to tell her the motives of his inquiry.

### v4 LETTER XXXI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
May 24.
The devil take this uncle of mine! He has at last sent me a letter, which I cannot shew, without exposing the head of our family for a fool. A confounded parcel of pop-guns has he let off upon me. I was in hopes he had exhausted his whole stock of this sort, in his letter to you. -To keep it back, to delay sending it, till he had recollected all this farrago of nonsense-Confound his Wisdom of nations, if so much of it is to be scraped together, in disgrace of itself, to make one egregious simpleton! -But I am glad I am fortified with this piece of flagrant folly, however; since, in all human affairs, the convenient and inconvenient, the good and the bad, are so mingled, that there is no having the one without the other.
I have already offer'd the bill inclosed in it to my beloved; and read to her part of the letter. But she refused the bill: And I, being in cash, shall return it. She seemed very desirous to peruse the whole letter. And when I told her, that were it not for exposing the writer, I would oblige her, she said, It would not be exposing his Lordship to shew it to her; and that she always preferred the heart to the head. I knew her meaning-But did not thank her for it.
All that makes for me in it, I will transcribe for her. -Yet, hang it, she shall have the letter, and my soul with it, for one consenting kiss.
She has got the letter from me, without the reward. Duce take me, if I had the courage to prepose the condition! A new character this of bashfulness in thy friend. -I see, that a truly modest woman may make even a confident man keep his distance. By my soul, Belford, I believe, that nine women in ten, who fall, fall either from their own vanity, or levity, or for want of circumspection, and proper reserves.
I did intend to take my reward on her returning a letter so favourable to us both. But she sent it to me, sealed up by Dorcas. -I might have thought that there were two or three hints in it, that she would be too nice immediately to appear to. I send it to thee; and here will stop, to give thee time to read it. Return it as soon as thou hast perused it.

### v4 LETTER XXXII.

Lord M. To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Tuesday, May 23.
It is a long lane that has no turning. -Do not despise me for my proverbs-You know I was always fond of them; and, if you had been so too, it would have been the better for you, let me tell you. I dare swear, the fine lady you are so likely to be soon happy with, will be far from despising them; for I am told, that she writes well, and that all her letters are full of sentences. God convert you! for nobody but He and this lady, can.
I have no manner of doubt now but that you will marry, as your father, and all your ancestors, did before you: Else you would have had no title to be my heir; nor can your descendents have any title to be yours, unless they are legitimate; that's worth your remembrance, Sir! -No man is always a fool, every man sometimes. -But your follies, I hope, are now at an end.
I know, you have vowed revenge against this fine lady's family: But no more of that, now. You must look upon them all as your relations; and forgive, and forget. And when they see you make a good husband, and a good father (which God send, for all our sakes!), they will wonder at their nonsensical antipathy, and beg your pardon: But while they think you a vile fellow, and a rake, how can they either love you, or excuse their daughter?
And methinks I could wish to give a word of comfort to the lady, who, doubtless, must be under great fears, how she shall be able to hold-in such a wild creature, as you have hitherto been. I would hint to her, that, by strong arguments, and gentle words, she may do any thing with you; for tho' you are too apt to be hot, gentle words will cool you, and bring you into the temper that is necessary for your cure.
Would to God, my poor lady, your aunt, who is dead and gone, had been a proper patient for the same remedy! God rest her soul! No reflections upon her memory! Worth is best known by want! I know hers now; and if I had went first, she would by this time have known mine.
There is great wisdom in that saying, God send me a friend, that may tell me of my faults: If not, an enemy; and he will. Not that I am your enemy; and that you know well. The more noble any one is, the more humble: So bear with me, if you would be thought noble. -Am I not your uncle? And do I not design to be better to you, than your father could be? Nay, I will be your father too, when the happy day comes; since you desire it: And pray make my compliments to my dear niece; and tell her, I wonder much that she has so long deferred your happiness.
Pray let her know, I will present HER (not you) either my Lancashire seat, or The Lawn in Hertfordshire; and settle upon her a thousand pounds a year, peny-rents; to shew her, that we are not a family to take base advantages: And you may have writings drawn, and settle as you will. -Honest Pritchard has the rent-roll of both these estates at his fingers end; and has been a good old servant. I recommend him to your Lady's favour. I have already consulted him: He will tell you what is best for you, and most pleasing to me.
I am still very bad with my gout; but will come in a litter, as soon as the day is fixed: It would be the joy of my heart, to join your hands. And let me tell you, if you do not make the best of husbands to so good a young lady, and one who has had so much courage for your sake, I will renounce you; and settle all I can upon her and hers by you, and leave you out of the question.
If any thing be wanting for your further security, I am ready to give it (tho' you know, that my word has always been look'd upon as my bond): And when the Harlowes know all this, let us see whether they are able to blush, and take shame upon themselves.
Your two aunts want only to know the day, to make all the country round them blaze, and all their tenants mad. And, if any one of mine be sober upon the occasion, Pritchard shall eject him. And, on the birth of the first child, if a son, I will do something more for you, and repeat all our rejoicings.
I ought indeed to have written sooner. But I knew, that if you thought me long, and were in haste as to your nuptials, you would write and tell me so. But my gout was very troublesome: And I am but a slow writer, you know, at best: For Composing is a thing, that tho' formerly I was very ready at it (as my Lord Lexington used to say); yet having left it off a great while, I am not so now. And I chose, on this occasion, to write all out of my own head and memory; and to give you my best advice; for I may never have such an opportunity again. You have had (God mend you!) a strange way of turning your back upon all I have said; This once, I hope, you will be more attentive to the advice I give you for your own good.
I had still another end; nay, two other ends.
The one was, That now you are upon the borders of wedlock, as I may say, and all your wild oats will be sown, I would give you some instructions as to your public as well as private behaviour in life; which, intending you so much good as I do, you ought to hear; and perhaps would never have listen'd to, on any less extraordinary occasion.
The second is, That your dear lady-elect (who is, it seems, herself so fine and so sententious a writer) will see by this, that it is not our faults, nor for want of the best advice, that you was not a better man than you have hitherto been.
And now, in few words, for the conduct I would wish you to follow in public, as well as in private; if you would think me worthy of advising. It shall be short; so be not uneasy.
As to the private life: Love your Lady as she deserves. Let your actions praise you. Be a good husband; and so give the lye to all your enemies; and make them asham'd of their scandals: And let us have pride in saying, that Miss Harlowe has not done either herself, or family, any discredit by coming among us. Do this; and I, and your aunts, will love you for ever.
As to your public conduct: -This is what I could wish: But I reckon your Lady's wisdom will put us both right-No disparagement, Sir; since, with all your wit, you have not hitherto shewn much wisdom, you know.
Get into parliament as soon as you can: For you have talents to make a great figure there. Who so proper to assist in making new holding laws, as those whom no law in being could hold?
Then, for so long as you will give attendance, in St. Stephen's chapel-(Its being called a chapel, I hope, will not disgust you: I am sure I have known many a riot there: -A Speaker has a hard time of it! But we Peers have more decorum. -But what was I going to say? -I must go back.
For so long as you will give your attendance in parliament) for so long will you be out of mischief; out of private mischief, at least: And may St. Stephen's fate be yours, if you wilfully do public mischief!
When a new election comes, you will have two or three Boroughs, you know, to choose out of: -But if you stay till then, I had rather you were for the Shire.
You'll have interest enough, I am sure; and being so handsome a man, the women will make their husbands vote for you.
I shall long to read your speeches. I expect you will speak, if occasion offers, the very first day. You want no courage; and think highly enough of yourself, and lowly enough of every-body else, to speak on all occasions.
As to the methods of the house, you have spirit enough, I fear, to be too much above them: Take care of that. -I don't so much fear your want of good-manners. To men, you want no decency, if they don't provoke you: As to that, I wish you'd only learn to be as patient of contradiction from others, as you would have other people be to you.
Altho' I would not have you to be a Courtier; neither would I have you be a Malecontent. I remember (for I have it down) what my old friend Archibald Hutcheson said, and it was a very good saying-(to Mr. Secretary Craggs, I think, it was)-'I look upon an administration, as intitled to every vote I can with good conscience give it; for a House of Commons should not needlesly put drags upon the wheels of Government: And, when I have not given it my vote, it was with regret: And, for my Country's sake, I wish'd with all my heart, the measure had been such as I could have approved.'
And another saying he had, which was this; 'Neither can an Opposition, neither can a Ministry, be always wrong. To be a plumb man therefore with either, is an infallible mark, that that man must mean more and worse than he will own he does mean.'
Are these Sayings bad, Sir? Are they to be despised? -Well then, why should I be despised for remembering them, and quoting them, as I love to do? Let me tell you, if you loved my company more than you do, you would not be the worse for it: I may say so without any vanity; since it is other mens wisdom, and not my own, that I am so fond of. But to add a word or two more, on this occasion; and I may never have such another; for you must read this thro'-Love honest men, and herd with them, in the house and out of the house; by whatever names they be dignified or distinguished: Keep good men company, and you shall be of the number. But did I, or did I not, write this before? -Writing, at so many different times, and such a quantity, one may forget.
You may come in for the title when I am dead and gone-God help me! -So I would have you keep an equilibrium. If once you get the name of being a fine speaker, you may have any thing: And, to be sure, you have naturally a great deal of elocution; a tongue that would delude an angel, as the women say: To their sorrow, some of them, poor creatures! -A leading man in the House of Commons, is a very important character; because that house has the giving of money: And Money makes the mare to go; ay, and Queens and Kings too, sometimes, to go in a manner very different from what they might otherwise choose to go, let me tell you.
However, methinks, I would not have you take a place neither-It will double your value, and your interest, if it be believed, that you will not: For, as you will then stand in no man's way, you will have no envy; but pure sterling respect; and both sides will court you.
For your part, you will not want a place, as some others do, to piece up their broken fortune. If you can now live reputably upon two thousand pounds a year, it will be hard if you cannot hereafter upon seven or eight-Less you will not have, if you oblige me; as now by marrying so fine a lady, very much you will-And all this, beside Lady Betty's and Lady Sarah's favours! -What, in the name of wonder, could possibly possess the proud Harlowes! That Son, that Son of theirs! -But, for his dear sister's sake, I will say no more of him.
I never was offer'd a place myself: And the only one I would have taken, had I been offer'd it, was Master of the Buckhounds; for I loved hunting when I was young; and it carries a good sound with it, for us who live in the country. Often have I thought of that excellent old adage; He that eats the King's goose, shall be choaked with his feathers. I wish to the Lord, this was thoroughly consider'd by place-hunters! It would be better for them, and for their poor families. -I could say a great deal more, and all equally to the purpose. But really I am tired; and so I doubt are you. And besides, I would reserve something for conversation.
My cousins Montague, and my two sisters, join in compliments to my niece that is to be. If she would choose to have the knot tied among us, pray tell her, that we shall see it securely done: And we will make all the country ring, and blaze, for a week together. But so, I believe, I said before.
If any thing farther may be needful toward promoting your reciprocal felicity, let me know it; and how you order about the day; and all that. The inclosed bill is very much at your service: 'Tis payable at sight, as whatever else you may have occasion for, shall be.
So God bless you both; and make things as convenient to my gout as you can; tho' be it whenever it will, I will hobble to you; for I long to see you; and my niece full as much as you; and am, in expectation of that happy time,
Your most affectionate Uncle,
M.

### v4 LETTER XXXIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Thursday, May 25.
Thou seest, Belford, how we now drive before the wind. -The dear creature now comes almost at the first word, whenever I desire the honour of her company. I told her last night, that, apprehending delay from Pritchard's slowness, I was determined to leave it to my Lord to make his compliments in his own way; and had actually that afternoon put my writings into the hands of a very eminent lawyer, Counsellor Williams, with directions for him to draw up settlements from my own estate, and conformable to those of my own mother; which I put into his hands at the same time. It had been, I said, no small part of my concern, that her frequent displeasure, and our mutual misapprehensions, had hindered me from advising with her before, on this subject. Indeed, indeed, my dearest life, said I, you have hitherto afforded me but a very thorny courtship.
She was silent. Kindly silent. For well know I that she could have recriminated upon me with a vengeance. -But I was willing to see, if she were not loth to disoblige me now. -I comforted myself, I said, with the hopes, that all my difficulties were over; and that every past disobligation would now be buried in oblivion.
Now, Belford, I have actually deposited these writings with Counsellor Williams; and I expect the draughts in a week at furthest. So shall be doubly armed. For if I attempt, and fail, these will be ready to throw in, to make her have patience with me till I can try again.
I have more contrivances still in embryo. I could tell thee of an hundred, and still hold another hundred in petto, to pop in, as I go along, to excite thy surprize, and to keep up thy attention. Nor rave thou at me; but, if thou art my friend, think of Miss Howe's letters, and of her smuggling scheme. All owing to my fair captive's informations and incitements. -Am I not a villain, a fool, a Beelzebub, with them already? -Yet no harm done by me, nor so much as attempted?
Every thing of this nature, the dear creature answered (with a downcast eye, and a blushing cheek), she left to me.
I proposed my Lord's chapel for the celebration, where we might have the presence of Lady Betty, Lady Sarah, and my two cousins Montague.
She seemed not to favour a public celebration; and waved this subject for the present. I did suppose, that she would not choose to be married in public, any more than me: So I pressed not this matter further just then.
But patterns I actually produced; and a jeweller was to bring as this day several sets of jewels, for her choice. But the patterns she would not open. She sighed at the mention of them; The second patterns, she said, that had been offered to her: And very peremptorily forbid the jeweller's coming; as well as declined my offer of getting my own mother's to be new-set; at least for the present.
I do assure thee, Belford, I was in earnest in all this. My whole estate is nothing to me, put in competition with her hoped-for favour.
She then told me, that she had written her opinion of my general proposals; and there had expressed her mind, as to cloaths and jewels: -But on my behaviour to her, for no cause that she knew of, on Sunday night, she had torn the paper in two. I earnestly pressed her to let me be favoured with a sight of this paper, torn as it was. And after some hesitation, she withdrew, and sent it to me by Dorcas.
I perused it again. It was in a manner new to me, tho' I had read it so lately; and by my soul I could hardly stand it. An hundred admirable creatures I called her to myself. -But I charge thee, write not a word to me in her favour, if thou meanest her well; for if I spare her, it must be all ex mere motu.
You may easily suppose, when I was re-admitted to her presence, that I ran over in her praises, and in vows of gratitude, and everlasting love. But here's the devil; she still receives all I say with reserve; or if it be not with reserve, she receives it so much as her due, that she is not at all raised by it. Some women are undone by praise, by flattery. I myself am proud of praise. -Perhaps thou wilt say, that those are most proud of it, who least deserve it-As those are of riches and grandeur, who are not born to either. I own, that it requires a soul to be superior to these foibles. Have I not then a soul? -Surely, I have. - Let me then be consider'd as an exception to the rule.
Now have I a foundation to go upon in my terms. My Lord, in the exuberance of his generosity, mentions a thousand pounds a year peny-rents. This I know, that were I to marry this Lady, he would rather settle upon her all he has a mind to settle, than upon me: And has even threatened, that if I prove not a good husband to her, he will leave all he can at his death, from me, to her. -Yet considers not, that a woman so perfect, can never be displeased with her husband but to his disgrace; for who will blame her? Another reason, why a Lovelace should not wish to marry a Clarissa.
But what a pretty fellow of an uncle mine, to think of making a wife independent of her emperor, and a rebel of course-Yet smarted himself for an error of this kind!
My beloved, in her torn paper, mentions but two hundred pounds a year, for her separate use. I insisted upon her naming a larger sum. She said, it might then be three; and I, for fear she should suspect very large offers, named five, and the intire disposal of all arrears in her father's hands, for the benefit of Mrs. Norton, or whom she pleased.
She said, that the good woman would be uneasy, if any thing more than a competency were done for her. She was for suiting all her dispositions of this kind, she said, to the usual way of life of the person. To go beyond it, was but to put the benefited upon projects, or to make them aukward in a new state, when they might shine in that they were accustomed to. And to put it into so good a mother's power to give her son a beginning in his business, at a proper time; yet to leave her something for herself, to set her above want, or the necessity of taking back from her child what she had been enabled to bestow upon him, would be the height of such a worthy parent's ambition.
Here is prudence! Here is judgment in so young a creature! How do I hate the Harlowes for producing such an angel! -O why, why, did she refuse my sincere address to tie the knot before we came to this house!
But yet, what mortifies my pride, is, that this exalted creature, if I were to marry her, would not be governed in her behaviour to me by love, but by generosity merely, or by blind duty; and had rather live single, than be mine.
I cannot bear this. I would have the woman whom I honour with my name, if ever I confer this honour upon any, forego even her superior duties for me. I would have her look after me when I go out, as far as she can see me, as my Rosebud after her Johnny; and meet me at my return with rapture. I would be the subject of her dreams, as well as of her waking thoughts. I would have her look upon every moment lost, that is not passed with me: Sing to me, read to me, play to me when I pleased; no joy so great as in obeying me. When I should be inclined to love, overwhelm me with it; when to be serious or solitary, if intrusive, awfully so; retiring at a nod; approaching me only if I smiled encouragement: Steal into my presence with silence; out of it, if not noticed, on tiptoe. Be a Lady Easy to all my pleasures, and valuing those most, who most contributed to them; only sighing in private, that it was not herself at the time. -Thus of old did the contending wives of the honest patriarchs; each recommending her handmaid to her lord, as she thought it would oblige him, and looking upon the genial product as her own.
The gentle Waller says, Women are born to be controul'd. Gentle as he was, he knew that. A tyrant-husband makes a dutiful wife. And why do the Sex love rakes, but because they know how to direct their uncertain wills, and manage them?
Another agreeable conversation. The day of days the subject. As to fixing a particular one, that need not be done till the settlements are completed. As to marrying at my Lord's chapel, the ladies of my family present, that would be making a public affair of it; and my charmer observed with regret, that it seemed to be my Lord's intention to make it so:
It could not be imagined, I said, but that his Lordship's setting out in a litter, and coming to town, as well as his taste for glare, and the joy he would take to see me married at last, would give it as much the air of a public marriage, as if the ceremony were performed at his own chapel, all the ladies present.
She could not bear the thoughts of a public day. It would carry with it an air of insult upon her whole family. And, for her part if my Lord would not take it amiss (and perhaps he would not, as the motion came not from himself, but from me), she would very willingly dispense with his Lordship's presence; the rather, as dress and appearance would then be unnecessary. For she could not bear to think of decking her person, while her parents were in tears.
How excellent this, did not her parents richly deserve to be in tears!
See, Belford, with so charming a niceness, we might have been a long time ago upon the verge of the state, and yet found a great deal to do, before we enter'd into it.
All obedience, all resignation-No will but hers. I withdrew, and wrote directly to my Lord; and she not disapproving of it, sent it away. The purport as follows; for I took no copy.
'That I was much obliged to his Lordship for his intended goodness to me, on an occasion that was the most solemn and awful of my life. That the admirable Lady, whom he so justly praised, thought his Lordship's proposals in her favour too high. That she chose not to make a public appearance, if, without disobliging my friends, she could avoid it, till a reconciliation with her own could be effected. That altho' she expressed a grateful sense of his Lordship's consent to give her to me with his own hand; yet presuming, that the motive to his kind intention, was rather to do her honour, than that it otherwise would have been his own choice (especially as travelling would be at this time so inconvenient to him), she thought it adviseable to save his Lordship trouble on this occasion; and hoped he would take, as meant, her declining the favour.
'The Lawn, I tell him, will be most acceptable to retire to; and still the more, as it is so to his Lordship.
'But, if he pleases, the jointure may be made from my own estate; leaving to his Lordship's goodness the alternative.
'That I had offer'd to present to the Lady his Lordship's bill; but on her declining to accept of it (having myself no present occasion for it), I returned it inclosed, with my thanks, &c.'
And is not this going a plaguy length? What a figure should I make in rakish annals, if at last I should be caught in my own gin?
The Sex may say what they will, but a poor innocent fellow had need to take great care of himself, when he dances upon the edge of the matrimonial precipice. Many a faint-hearted man, when he began in jest, or only designed to ape gallantry, has been forced into earnest, by being over-prompt, and taken at his word, not knowing how to own that he meant less, than the Lady supposed he meant. I am the better enabled to judge that this must have been the case of many a sneaking varlet; because I, who know the female world as well as any man in it of my standing, am so frequently in doubt of myself, and know not what to make of the matter.
Then these little sly rogues, how they lie couchant, ready to spring upon us harmless fellows, the moment we are in their reach! -When the ice is once broken for them, how swiftly can they make to port! -Meantime, the subject they can least speak to, they most think of. Nor can you talk of the ceremony before they have laid out in their minds how it is all to be. - Little saucy face designers! how first they draw themselves in, then us!
But be all these things as they will, Lord M. never in his life received so handsome a letter as this from his nephew.
The Lady, after having given to Miss Howe the particulars which are contained in Mr. Lovelace's last letter, thus expresses herself.
'A principal consolation arising from these favourable appearances, is, that I, who have now but one only friend, shall most probably, and if it be not my own fault, have as many new ones, as there are persons in Mr. Lovelace's family; and this whether Mr. Lovelace treat me kindly, or not. And who knows, but that by degrees, those new friends, by their rank and merit, may have weight enough to get me restored to the favour of my relations? Till which can be effected, I shall not be tolerably easy. Happy I never expect to be. Mr. Lovelace's mind and mine are vastly different; different in essentials.
'But as matters are at present circumstanced, I pray you, my dear friend, to keep to yourself every thing that, revealed, might bring discredit to him- Better any-body expose a husband than a wife, if I am to be so; and what is said by you will be thought to come from me.
'It shall be my constant prayer, that all the felicities which this world can afford, may be yours. And that the Almighty will never suffer you nor yours to the remotest posterity, to want such a friend, as my Anna Howe has been to
'Her Clarissa Harlowe.'
Mr. Lovelace, to shew the wantonness of his invention, in his next, gives his friend an account of a scheme he had framed to be revenged on Miss Howe, when she set out for the isle of Wight; which he heard she was to do, accompanied by her mother and Mr. Hickman, in order to visit a rich aunt there, who desired to see her, and her future consort, before she changed her name. But as he does not intend to carry it into execution, it is omitted.

### v4 LETTER XXXIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
If, Belford, thou likest not my plot upon Miss Howe, I have three or four more as good in my own opinion; better, perhaps, they will be in thine: And so 'tis but getting loose from thy present engagement, and thou shalt pick and choose. But as for thy three brethren, they must do as I'd have them: And so, indeed, must thou: -Else why am I your general? -But I will refer this subject to its proper season. Thou knowest, that I never absolutely conclude upon a project, till 'tis time for execution: And then lightning strikes not quicker than I.
And now to the subject next my heart.
Wilt thou believe me, when I tell thee, that I have so many contrivances rising up and crouding upon me for preference, with regard to my Gloriana, that I hardly know which to choose? -I could tell thee of no less than six princely ones, any of which must do. But as the dear creature has not grudged giving me trouble, I think I ought not, in gratitude, to spare combustibles for her; but, on the contrary, to make her stare and stand aghast, by springing three or four mines at once.
Thou remembrest what Shakespeare, in his Troilus and Cressida, makes Hector, who, however, is not used to boast, say to Achilles, in an interview between them; and which, applied to this watchful Lady, and to the vexation she has given me, and to the certainty I now think I have of subduing her; will run thus: - Supposing the charmer before me; and I meditating her sweet person from head to foot:
Henceforth, O watchful fair one, guard thee well:
For I'll not kill thee There! nor There! nor There!
But, by the zone that circles Venus' waist,
I'll kill thee Ev'ry where; yea, o'er and o'er.
Thou, wisest Belford, pardon me this brag:
Her watchfulness draws folly from my lips;
But I'll endeavour deeds to match the words,
Or may I never-
Then, I imagine thee interposing to qualify my impatience, as Ajax did to Achilles:
-Do not chase thee, cousin:
-And let these threats alone,
Till accident or purpose bring thee to it.
And now, Jack, what dost think?
That thou art a cursed fellow, if-
If! No If's-But I shall be very sick to-morrow. I shall, 'faith.
Sick! -Why sick? -What a devil shouldst thou be sick for?
For more good reasons than one, Belford.
I should be glad to hear but one. -Sick, quotha! Of all thy roquish inventions, I should not have thought of this.
Perhaps thou thinkest my view to be, to draw the lady to my bedside: That's a trick of three or four thousand years old; and I should find it much more to my purpose, if I could get to her's. However, I'll condescend to make thee as wise as myself.
I am excessively disturb'd about this smuggling scheme of Miss Howe. I have no doubt, that my fair one will fly from me, if she can, were I to make an attempt, and miscarry. I once believed she loved me: But now I doubt whether she does or not: At least, that it is with such an ardor, as Miss Howe calls it, as will make her overlook a premeditated fault, should I be guilty of one.
And what will being sick do for thee?
Have patience. I don't intend to be so very bad as Dorcas shall represent me to be. But yet I know I shall reach confoundedly, and bring up some clotted blood. To be sure, I shall break a vessel: There's no doubt of that; and a bottle of Eaton's styptic shall be sent for; but no doctor. If she has humanity, she will be concerned. But if she has love, let it have been push'd ever so far back, it will, on this occasion, come forward, and shew itself; not only in her eye, but in every line of her sweet face.
I will be very intrepid. I will not fear death, or any thing else. I will be sure of being well in an hour or two, having formerly found great benefit by this balsamic medicine, on occasion of an inward bruise by a fall from my horse in hunting, of which, perhaps, this malady may be the remains. And this will shew her, that tho' those about me may make the most of it, I don't; and so can have no design in it.
Well, methinks thou sayest, I begin to think tolerably of this device.
I knew thou wouldst, when I explained myself. Another time prepare to wonder; and banish doubt.
Now, Belford, if she be not much concerned at the broken vessel, which, in one so fiery in his temper as I have the reputation to be thought, may be very dangerous; a malady that I shall calmly attribute to the harasses and doubts, that I have laboured under for some time past; which will be a further proof of my love, and will demand a grateful return-
What then, thou egregious contriver?
Why then I shall have the less remorse, if I am to use a little violence: For can she deserve compassion, who shews none?
And what if she shew a great deal of concern?
Then shall I be in hope of building on a good foundation. Love hides a multitude of faults, and diminishes those it cannot hide. Love, when found out, or acknowledged, authorizes freedom; and freedom begets freedom; and I shall then see how far I can go.
Well but, Lovelace, how the duce wilt thou, with that full health and vigour of constitution, and with that bloom in thy face, make any-body believe thou art sick?
How! -Why take a few grains of Ipecacuanha; enough to make me reach like a fury.
Good! -But how wilt thou manage to bring up blood, and not hurt thyself?
Foolish fellow! Are there not pigeons and chickens in every poulterer's shop?
Cry thy mercy.
But then I will be persuaded by Mrs. Sinclair, that I have of late confined myself too much; and so will have a chair called, and be carried to the Park; where I will try to walk half the length of the Mall, or so; and in my return, amuse myself at White's or the Cocoa.
And what will this do?
Questioning again? -I am afraid thou'rt an infidel, Belford. -Why then shall I not know if my beloved offers to go out in my absence? -And shall I not see whether she receives me with tenderness at my return? But this is not all: I have a foreboding that something affecting will happen while I am out. But of this more in its place.
And now, Belford, wilt thou, or wilt thou not, allow, that it is a right thing to be sick? -Lord, Jack, so much delight do I take in my contrivances, that I shall be half-sorry, when the occasion for them is over; for never, never shall I again have such charming exercise for my invention.
Mean time these plaguy women are so impertinent, so full of reproaches, that I know not how to do any thing but curse them. And then, truly, they are for helping me out with some of their trite and vulgar artifices. -Sally particularly; who pretends to be a mighty contriver, has just now, in an insolent manner, told me, on my rejecting her proffer'd aids, that I had no mind to conquer; and that I was so wicked as to intend to marry, tho' I would not own it to her.
Because this little devil made her first sacrifice at my altar, she thinks she may take any liberty with me: And what makes her outrageous at times, is, that I have, for a long time, studiously, as she says, slighted her too readily offer'd favours: But is it not very impudent in her to think, that I will be any man's successor? It is not come to that neither. This, thou knowest, was always my rule-Once any other man's, and I know it, and never more mine. It is for such as thou, and thy brethren, to take up with harlots. I have been always aiming at the merit of a first discoverer.
The more devil I, perhaps thou'lt say, to endeavour to corrupt the uncorrupted.
But I say, Not; since, hence, I have but very few adulteries to answer for.
One affair, indeed, at Paris, with a married lady [I believe I never told thee of it] touched my conscience a little: Yet brought on by the spirit of intrigue, more than by sheer wickedness. I'll give it thee in brief:
'A French marquis, somewhat in years, employ'd by his court in a public function at that of Madrid, had put his charming, young, new-married wife under the controul and wardship, as I may say, of his insolent sister, an old prude.
'I saw the lady at the opera. I liked her at first sight, and better at second, when I knew the situation she was in. So, pretending to make my addresses to the prude, got admittance to both.
'The first thing I had to do, was, to compliment my prude into shyness, by complaints of shyness: Next to take advantage of the marquise's situation, between her husband's jealousy, and his sister's arrogance, to inspire her with resentment; and, as I hoped, with a regard to my person. The French ladies have no dislike to intrigue.
'The sister began to suspect me: The lady had no mind to part with the company of the only man who had been permitted to visit there; and told me of her sister's suspicions. -I put her upon concealing the prude, as if unknown to me, in a closet in one of her own apartments, locking her in, and putting the key in her own pocket: And she was to question me on the sincerity of my professions to her sister, in her sister's hearing.
'She comply'd. My mistress was locked up. The lady and I took our seats. I owned fervent love, and made high professions: For the marquise put it home to me. The prude was delighted with what she heard.
'And how dost think it ended? -I took my advantage of the lady herself, who durst not for her life cry out: Drew her after me to the next apartment, on pretence of going to seek her sister, who all the time was locked up in the closet.
'No woman ever gave me a private meeting for nothing; my dearest Miss Harlowe excepted.
'My ingenuity obtained my pardon: The lady being unable to forbear laughing thro' the whole affair, to find both so uncommonly tricked; her gaoleress her prisoner, safe locked up, and as much pleased as either of us.
'The English, Jack, do not often outwit the French.
'We had contrivances afterwards equally ingenious, in which the lady, the ice once broken [once subdued, always subdued], co-operated-But a more tender tell-tale revealed the secret-Revealed it, before the marquis could come to cover the disgrace. The sister was inveterate; the husband irreconcileable; in every respect unfit for a husband, even for a French one-made, perhaps, more delicate to these particulars by the customs of a people among whom he was then resident, for contrary to those of his own countrymen. She was obliged to throw herself into my protection-Nor thought herself unhappy in it, till childbed pangs seized her: Then penitence, and death, overtook her in the same hour!'
Excuse a tear, Belford! -She deserv'd a better fate! What has such a vile inexorable husband to answer for! -The sister was punished effectually! That pleases me on reflection! The sister was punish'd effectually! -But perhaps I have told thee this story before.

### v4 LETTER XXXV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday Evening.
Just returned from an airing with my charmer; comply'd with after great importunity. She was attended by the two nymphs. They both topp'd their parts; kept their eyes within bounds; made moral reflections now-and-then. O Jack! what devils are women, when all tests are got over, and we have completely ruin'd them!
The coach carried us to Hamstead, to Highgate, to Muzzle-hill; back to Hamstead to the Upper-Flask: There, in compliment to the nymphs, my beloved consented to alight, and take a little refection. Then home early by Kentish Town.
Delightfully easy she: And so respectful and obliging I, all the way, and as we walk'd out upon the Heath, to view the variegated prospects, which that agreeable elevation affords, that she promised to take now-and-then a little excursion with me. I think, Miss Howe-I think, said I to myself, every now-and-then as we walked, that thy wicked devices are superseded,
We have both been writing ever since we came home. I am to be favoured with her company for an hour, before she retires to rest.
All that obsequious love can suggest, in order to engage her tenderest sentiments for me against to-morrow's sickness, will I aim at when we meet. But at parting will complain of a disorder in my stomach.
We have met. All was love and unexceptionable respect on my part. Ease and complaisance on hers. She was concerned for my disorder. So sudden! - Just as we parted. But it was nothing. I should be quite well by morning.
Faith, Jack, I think I am sick already! -Is it possible for such a giddy fellow as me to persuade myself to be ill? I am a better mimic at this rate than I wish to be. But every nerve and fibre of me is always ready to contribute its aid, whether by health or by ailment, to carry a resolved on roguery into execution.
Dorcas has transcribed for me the whole letter of Miss How, dated Sunday May 14., of which before I had only extracts. But she found no other letter added to that parcel. But this, and that which I copy'd myself in character last Sunday while she was at church, relating to the smuggling scheme, are enough for me.
Dorcas tells me, that her lady has been removing her papers from the mahogany-chest into a wainscotbox, which held her linen, and which she put into her dark closet. We have no key of that at present. No doubt but all her letters, previous to those I have come at, are in that box. Dorcas is uneasy upon it: Yet hopes that her lady does not suspect her; for she is sure that she laid in every thing as she found it.

### v4 LETTER XXXVI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Cocoa tree, Saturday, May 27.
This Ipecacuanha is a most disagreeable medicine! That these cursed physical folks can find out nothing to do us good, but what would poison the devil! In the other world, were they only to take physic, it would be punishment enough of itself for a mis-spent life. A doctor at one elbow, and an apothecary at the other, and the poor soul labouring under their prescribed operations, he need no worse tormentors.
But now this was to take down my countenance. It has done it: For, with violent reachings, having taken enough to make me sick, and not enough water to carry it off, I presently looked as if I had kept my bed a fortnight. Ill-jesting, as I thought in the midst of the exercise, with edge-tools, and worse with physical ones.
Two hours it held me. I had forbid Dorcas to let my beloved know any thing of the matter; out of tenderness to her; being willing, when she knew my prohibition, to let her see that I expected her to be concerned for me: -What a worthless fellow must he be, whose own heart gives him up, as deserving of no one's regard!
Well, but Dorcas nevertheless is a woman, and she can whisper to her lady the secret she is injoin'd to keep!
Come hither, you toad (sick as a devil at the instant); Let me see what a mixture of grief and surprize may be beat up together in thy pudden-face.
That won't do. That dropt jaw, and mouth distended into the long oval, is more upon the Horrible, than the Grievous.
Nor that pinking and winking with thy odious eyes, as my charmer once called them.
Anlittle better That; yet not quite right: But keep your mouth closer. You have a muscle or two which you have no command of, between your cheek bone and your lips, that should carry one corner of your mouth up towards your crows foot, and that down to meet it.
There! Begone! Be in a plaguy hurry running up stairs and down, to fetch from the dining-room what you carry up on purpose to fetch, till motion extraordinary put you out of breath, and give you the sigh-natural.
What's the matter, Dorcas?
Nothing, Madam.
My beloved wonders she has not seen me this morning, no doubt; but is too shy to say she wonders. Repeated What's the matter's, however, as Dorcas runs up and down stairs by her door, bring on, Oh! Madam,! my master!-my master!
What! How! When! -And all the monosyllables of surprize.
[Within parenthesis let me tell thee, that I have often thought, that the little words in the republic of letters, like the little folks in a nation, are the most significant. The trisyllables, and the rumblers of syllables more than three, are but the good for little magnates.]
I must not tell you, Madam-My master ordered me not to tell you-But he is in a worse way than he thinks for! -But he would not have you frighted.
High concern took possession of every sweet feature. She pity'd me! -By my soul, she pity'd me!
Where is he?
Too much in a hurry for good manners [Another parenthesis, Jack! Good manners are so little natural, that we ought to be compos'd to observe them: Politeness will not live in a storm], I cannot stay to answer questions, cries the wench-tho' desirous to answer. [A third parenthesis-Like the people crying proclamations, running away: from the customers they want to sell to]. This hurry puts the lady in an hurry to ask. [A fourth, by way of embellishing the third!] as the other does the people in a hurry to buy. And I have in my eye now a whole street raised, and running after a proclamation or express crier, as if the first was a thief, the other his pursuers.
At last, O Lord! let Mrs. Lovelace know! - There is danger, to be sure! whisper'd from one nymph to another, in her hearing; but at the door, and so loud, that my listening fair one might hear.
Out she darts. -As how! as how, Dorcas!
O Madam-A vomiting of blood! A vessel broke, to be sure!
Down she hastens; finds every one as busy over my blood in the entry, as if it were that of the Neapolitan saint.
In steps my charmer! with a face of sweet concern.
How do you, Mr. Lovelace?
O my best love! -Very well! -Very well! -Nothing at all! Nothing of consequence! I shall be well in an instant!-straining again; for I was indeed plaguy sick, tho' no more blood came.
In short, Belford, I have gain'd my end. I see the dear soul loves me. I see she forgives me all that's past. I see I have credit for a new score.
Miss Howe, I defy thee, my dear-Mrs. Townsend! -Who the devil are you? -Troop away with your contrabands. No smuggling! Nor smuggler, but myself! Nor will the choicest of my fair one's favours be long prohibited goods to me!
Every one now is sure, that she loves me. Tears were in her eyes more than once for me. She suffer'd me to take her hand, and kiss it as often as I pleased. On Mrs. Sinclair's mentioning, that I too much confin'd myself, she pressed me to take an airing; but obligingly desired me to be careful of myself. Wish'd I would advise with a physician: God made physicians, she said.
I did not think That, Jack. God indeed made us All. But I fansy she meant physic instead of physicians; and then the phrase might mean what the vulgar phrase means;-God sends meat, the devil cooks.
I was well already, on taking the styptic from her dear hands.
On her requiring me to take the air, I asked, If I might have the honour of her company in a coach; and This, that I might observe if she had an intention of going out in my absence.
If she thought a chair were not a more proper vehicle for my case, she would with all her heart!
There's a precious!
I kiss'd her hand again! She was all goodness! - Would to Heaven I better deserv'd it, I said! -But all were golden days before us! -Her presence and generous concern had done every thing. I was well! Nothing ailed me. But since my beloved will have it so, I'll take a little airing! -Let a chair be called! - O my charmer!-were I to have owed this indisposition to my late harasses, and to the uneasiness I have had for disobliging you; all is infinitely compensated by your goodness! -All the art of healing is in your smiles! -Your late displeasure was the only malady!
While Mrs. Sinclair, and Dorcas, and Polly, and even poor silly Mabell (for Sally went out, as my angel came in), with uplifted hands and eyes, stood thanking Heaven that I was better, in audible whispers: See the power of love, cry'd one! -What a charming husband, another! -Happy couple, all!
O how the dear creature's cheek mantled! -How her eyes sparkled! -How sweetly acceptable is praise to conscious merit, while it but reproaches when apply'd to the undeserving! -What a new, what a gay creation it makes at once in a diffident or dispirited heart!-
And now, Belford, was it not worth while to be sick? And yet I must tell thee, that too many pleasanter expedients offer themselves, to make trial any more of this confounded Ipecacuanha.

### v4 LETTER XXXVII.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Saturday, May 27.
Mr. Lovelace, my dear, has been very ill. Suddenly taken. With a vomiting of blood in great quantities. Some vessel broken. He complained of a disorder in his stomach over-night. I was the more affected with it, as I am afraid it was occasioned by the violent contentions between us. -But was I in fault?
How lately did I think I hated him! But hatred and anger, I see, are but temporary passions with me. One cannot, my dear, hate people in danger of death, or who are in distress or affliction. My heart, I find, is not proof against kindness, and acknowledgement of errors committed.
He took great care to have his illness concealed from me as long as it could. So tender in the violence of his disorder! -So desirous to make the best of it! -I wish he had not been ill in my sight. I was too much affected-Every-body alarming me with his danger-The poor man, from such high health so suddenly taken! -And so unprepared!-
He is gone out in a chair. I advised him to do so. I fear that my advice was wrong; since Quiet in such a disorder must needs be best. We are apt to be so ready, in cases of emergency, to give our advice, without judgment, or waiting for it! -I proposed a physician indeed; but he would not hear of one. I have great honour for the faculty; and the greater, as I have always observed, that those who treat the professors of the art of healing contemptuously, too generally treat higher institutions in the same manner.
I am really very uneasy. For I have, I doubt, exposed myself to him, and to the women below. They indeed will excuse me, as they think us married. But if he be not generous, I shall have cause to regret this surprize; which has taught me more than I knew of myself; as I had reason to think myself unaccountably treated by him.
Nevertheless let me tell you (what I hope I may justly tell you, that if again he give me cause to resume distance and reserve, I hope my reason will gather strength enough from his imperfections (for Mr. Lovelace, my dear, is not a wise man in all his ways) to enable me to keep my passions under. -What can we do more than govern ourselves by the temporary lights lent us?
You will not wonder that I am grave on this detection - Detection, must I call it? What can I call it? -I have not had heart's-ease enough, to inspect that heart as I ought.
Dissatisfied with myself, I am afraid to look back upon what I have written. And yet know not how to have done writing. I never was in such an odd frame of mind. I know not how to describe it. - Was you ever so? -Afraid of the censure of her I love-Yet not conscious that I deserve it.
Of this, however, I am convinced, that I should indeed deserve censure,if I kept any secret of my heart from you.
But I will not add another word, after I have assured you, that I will look still more narrowly into myself. And that I am.
Your equally sincere and affectionate
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v4 LETTER XXXVIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Sat evening.
I had a charming airing. No return of my malady. My heart perfectly easy, how could my stomach be otherwise?
But when I came home, I found that my sweet soul had been alarmed by a new incident. The inquiry after us both, in a very suspicious manner, and that by description of our persons, and not by names, by a servant in a blue livery turned up and trimmed with yellow.
Dorcas was called to him, as the upper servant, and she refusing to answer any of his questions, unless he told his business, and from whom he came, the fellow, as short as she, said, That if she would not answer him, perhaps she might answer somebody else; and went away out of humour.
Dorcas hurried up to her lady, and alarmed her not only with the fact, but with her own conjectures; adding, that he was an ill-looking fellow, and she was sure could come for no good.
The livery and the features of the servant were particularly inquired after, and as particularly described -Lord bless her! no end of her alarms, she thought! And then was the aforehand with every evil that could happen.
She wished Mr. Lovelace would come in.
Mr. Lovelace came in soon after; all lively, grateful, full of hopes, of duty, of love, to thank his charmer, and to congratulate with her upon the cure she had performed. And then she told the story, with all its circumstances; and Dorcas, to point her lady's fears, told us, that the servant was a sun-burnt fellow, and looke as if he had been at sea.
He was then, no doubt, Captain Singleton's servant, and the next news she should hear, was, that the house was surrounded by a whole ship's crew; the vessel lying no farther off, as she understood, than Rotherhith.
Impossible, I said. Such an attempt would not be usher'd in by such a manner of inquiry. And why may it not rather be a servant of your cousin Morden's, with notice of his arrival, and of his design to attend you?
This surmize delighted her. Her apprehensions went off, and she was at leisure to congratulate me upon my sudden recovery; which she did in the most obliging manner.
But we had not sat long together, when Dorcas again came fluttering up to tell us, that the footman, the very footman, was again at the door, and inquired, whether Mr. Lovelace and his Lady, by name, had not lodgings in this house? He asked, he told Dorcas, for no harm: But this was a demonstration with my apprehensive fair-one, that harm was intended. And as the fellow had not been answered by Dorcas I proposed to go down to the street-parlour, and hear what he had to sav.
I see your causeless terror, my dearest life, said I, and your impatience-Will you be pleased to walk down-And without being observed, as he shall come no farther than the parlour-door, you may hear all that passes?
She consented. We went down. Dorcas bid the man come forward. -Well, friend, what is your business with Mr. or Mrs. Lovelace?
Bowing, scraping, I am sure you are the gentleman, Sir. Why, Sir, my business is only to know if your honour be here, and to be spoke with; or if you shall be here for any time?
Who came you from?
From a gentleman who ordered me to say, if I were made to tell, but not else, it was from a friend of Mr. John Harlowe's, Mrs. Lovelace's eldest uncle.
The dear creature was ready to sink upon this. It was but of late, that she had provided herself with salts. She pulled them out.
Do you know any thing of Colonel Morden, friend, said I?
No; I never heard of his name.
Of Captain Singleton?
No, Sir. But the gentleman, my master,is a captain too.
What is his name?
I don't know if I should tell.
There can be no harm in telling the gentleman's name, if you come upon a good account.
That I do; for my master told me so; and there is not an honester gentleman on the face of God's earth. -His name is Captain Tomlinson, Sir.
I don't know such a one.
I believe not, Sir. He was pleased to say, He don't know your honour, Sir; but I heard him say, as how she should not be an unwelcome visitor to you, for all that.
Do you know such a man as Captain Tomlinson, my dearest life, aside, your uncle's friend?
No; but my uncle may have acquaintance, no doubt, that I don't know. -But I hope, trembling, this is not a trick.
Well, friend, if your master has any thing to say to Mr. Lovelace, you may tell him, that Mr. Lovelace is here; and will give him a meeting whenever he pleases.
The dear creature looked as if afraid that my engagement was too prompt for my own safety; and away went the fellow. -I wondering, that she might not wonder, that this Captain Tomlinson, whoever he was, came not himself, or sent not a letter the second time, when he had reason to suppose that I might be here.
Mean time, for fear that this should be a contriveance of James Harlowe's, who, I said, loved plotting, though he had not a head turned for it, I gave some precautionary directions to the servants, and the women, whom, for the greater parade, I assembled before us: And my beloved was resolved not to stir abroad till she saw the issue of this odd affair.
And here must I close though in so great a puzzle.
Only let me add, that poor Belton wants thee; for I dare not stir for my life.
Mowbray and Tourville skulk about like vagabonds, without heads, without hands, without souls; having neither Thee nor Me to conduct them. They tell me, they shall rust beyond the power of oil or action to brighten them up, or give them motion.
How goes it with thy uncle?

### v4 LETTER XXXIX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Sunday, May 28.
This story of Captain Tomlinson employed us not only for the time we were together last night, but all the while we sat at breakfast this morning. She would still have it, that it was the prelude to some mischief from Singleton. I insisted, that it might much more probably be a method taken by Colonel Morden to alarm her, previous to a personal visit. Travelled gentlemen affected to surprize in this manner. And why, dearest creature, said I, must every thing that happens, which we cannot immediately account for, be what we least wish?
She had had so many disagreeable things befal her of late, that her fears were too often stronger than her hopes.
And this, Madam, makes me apprehensive, that you will get into so low-spirited a way, that you will not be able to enjoy the happiness that seems to await us.
Her duty and her gratitude, she gravely said, to the Dispenser of all good, would secure her, she hoped, against unthankfulness. And a thankful spirit was the same as a joyful one.
So, Belford, for all her future joys she depends intirely upon the Invisible Good. She is certainly right; since those who fix least upon Second Causes are the least likely to be disappointed-And is not this gravity for her gravity?
She had hardly done speaking, when Dorcas came running up in a hurry-She set even my heart into a palpitation-Thump, thump, thump, like a precipitated pendulum in a clock-case-Flutter, flutter, flutter my charmer's, as by her sweet bosom rising to her chin I saw.
This lower class of people, my Beloved herself observed, were for ever aiming at the stupid Wonderful, and for making even common incidents matter of surprize.
Why the devil, said I to the wench, this alarming hurry? -And with your spread fingers, and your O Madams, and O Sirs!-and be curs'd to you: Would there have been a second of time difference, had you come up slowly?
Captain Tomlinson, Sir!
Captain Devilson, what care I! -Do you see how you have disordered your lady?
Good Mr. Lovelace, said my charmer, trembling, See, Jack, when she has an end to serve, I am good [Mr. Lovelace] If-if my brother,-if Captain Singleton should appear-Pray now-I beseech you- Let me beg of you-to govern your temper-My brother is my brother-Captain Singleton is but an agent.
My dearest life, folding my arms about her [When she asks favours, thought I, the devil's in it, if she will not allow of such innocent freedoms as this, from good Mr. Lovelace too], you shall be witness of all that passes between us. Dorcas, desire the gentleman to walk up.
Let me retire to my chamber first! Let me not be known to be in the house!
Charming dear! -Thou seest, Belford, she is afraid of leaving me! -O the little witchcrafts! Were it not for surprize now-and-then, how would an honest man know where to have them?
She withdrew to listen-And tho' this incident has not turned out to answer all I wish'd from it, yet is it necessary, if I would acquaint thee with my whole circulation, to be very particular in what passed between Captain Tomlinson and me.
Enter Captain Tomlinson in a riding-dress, whip in hand.
Your servant, Sir-Mr. Lovelace, I presume?
My name is Lovelace, Sir.
Excuse the Day, Sir. -Be pleased to excuse my Garb. I am obliged to go out of town directly, that I may return at night.
The Day is a good day. Your Garb needs no apology.
When I sent my servant, I did not know that I should find time to do myself this honour. All that I thought I could do to oblige my friend this journey, was only to assure myself of your abode; and whether there was a probability of being admitted to your speech, or to your Lady's.
Sir, you know best your own motives. What your time will permit you to do, you also best know. And here I am, attending your pleasure.
My charmer owned afterwards her concern on my being so short. Whatever I shall mingle of her emotions, thou wilt easily guess I had afterwards.
Sir, I hope no offence. I intend none.
None-None at all, Sir.
Sir, I have no interest in the affair I come about. I may appear officious; and if I thought I should, I would decline any concern in it, after I have just hinted what it is.
And what, pray, Sir, is it?
May I ask you, Sir, without offence, whether you wish to be reconciled, and to co-operate upon honourable terms, with one gentleman of the name of Harlowe; preparative, as it may be hoped, to a general reconciliation?
O how my heart flutter'd, cried my charmer!
I can't tell, Sir [And then it flutter'd still more, no doubt]: The whole family have used me extremely ill. They have taken greater liberties with my character than are justifiable, and with my family too; which I can less forgive.
Sir, Sir, I have done. I beg pardon for this instrusion.
My Beloved then was ready to sink, and thought very hardly of me.
But pray, Sir, to the immediate purpose of your present commission; since a commission it seems to be?
It is a commission, Sir; and such a one, as I thought would be agreeable to all parties, or I should not have given myself concern about it.
Perhaps it may, Sir, when known. But let me ask you one previous question? Do you know Colonel Morden, Sir?
No, Sir. If you mean personally, I do not. But I have heard my good friend Mr. John Harlowe talk of him with great respect; and as a co-trustee with him in a certain trust.
I thought it probable, Sir, said I, that the Colonel might be arrived; that you might be a gentleman of his acquaintance; and that something of an agreeable surprize might be intended.
Had Colonel Morden been in England, Mr. John Harlowe would have known it; and then I should not have been a stranger to it.
Well but, Sir, have you then any commission to me from Mr. John Harlowe?
Sir, I will tell you, as briefly as I can, the whole of what I have to say; but you'll excuse me also a previous question, for which curiosity is not my motive; but it is necessary to be answered before I can proceed; as you will judge when you hear it.
What, pray, Sir, is your question?
Briefly, Whether you are actually, and bona fide, married to Miss Clarissa Harlowe?
I started, and, in a haughty tone, Is this, Sir, a question that must be answered before you can proceed in the business you have undertaken?
I mean no offence, Mr. Lovelace. Mr. Harlowe sought to me to undertake this office. I have daughters and nieces of my own. I thought it a good office, or I, who have many considerable affairs upon my hands, had not accepted of it. I know the world; and will take the liberty to say, That if that young Lady-
Captain Tomlinson, I think you are called?
My name is Tomlinson.
Why then, Captain Tomlinson, no liberty, as you call it, will be taken well, that is not extremely delicate, when that lady is mentioned.
When you had heard me out, Mr. Lovelace, and had found, I had so behaved, as to make the caution necessary, it would have been just to have given it. - Allow me to say, I know what is due to the character of a woman of virtue, as well as any man alive.
Why, Sir! Why, Captain Tomlinson, you seem warm. If you intend any-thing by this [O how I trembled! said the Lady, when she took notice of this part of our conversation afterwards:]. I will only say, that this is a privileged place. It is at present my home, and an asylum for any gentleman who thinks it worth his while to inquire after me, be the manner or end of his inquiry what it will.
I know not, Sir, that I have given occasion for this. I make no scruple to attend you elsewhere, if I am troublesome here. I was told, I had a warm young gentleman to deal with: But as I knew my intention, and that my commission was an amicable one, I was the less concerned about that. I am twice your age, Mr. Lovelace, I dare say: But I do assure you, that if either my message, or my manner, give you offence, I can suspend the one or the other for a day, or for ever, as you like. And so, Sir, any time before eight to-morrow morning, you will let me know your further commands. -And was going to tell me where he might be found.
Captain Tomlinson, said I, you answer well. I love a man of spirit. Have you not been in the army?
I have, Sir; but have turned my sword into a ploughshare, as the Scripture has it [There was a clever fellow, Jack! -He was a good man with somebody, I warrant!]. -And all my delight, added he, for some years past, has been in cultivating my paternal estate. I love a brave man, Mr. Lovelace, as well as ever I did in my life. But, let me tell you, Sir, that when you come to my time of life, you will be of opinion, that there is not so much true bravery in youthful choler, as you may now think there is.
A clever fellow again, Belford-Ear and heart, both at once, he took in my charmer. -'Tis well, she says, there are some men who have wisdom in their anger.
Well, Captain, that is reproof for reproof. So we are upon a foot. And now give me the pleasure of hearing your commission.
Sir, you must first allow me to repeat my question: Are you really, and bona fide, married to Miss Clarissa Harlowe? Or are you not yet married?
Bluntly put, Captain. But if I answer that I am, what then?
Why then, Sir, I shall say, that you are a man of honour.
That I hope I am, whether you say it or not, Captain Tomlinson.
Sir, I will be very frank in all I have to say on this subject. -Mr. John Harlowe has lately found out, that you and his niece are both in the same lodgings; that you have been long so; and that the lady was at the Play with you yesterday was se'ennight; and he hopes, that you are actually married: He has indeed heard that you are; but, as he knows your enterprizing temper, and that you have declared, that you disdain a relation to their family, he is willing by me to have your marriage confirmed from your own mouth, before he takes the steps he is inclined to take in his niece's favour. You will allow me to say, Mr. Lovelace that he will not be satisfied with an answer that admits of the least doubt.
Let me tell you, Captain Tomlinson, that it is a damn'd degree of vileness for any man to suppose-
Sir-Mr. Lovelace-don't put yourself into a passion. The Lady's relations are jealous of the honour of their family. They have prejudices to overcome as well as you-Advantage may have been taken- and the Lady, at the time, not to blame.
This Lady, Sir, could give no such advantages: And if she had, what must the man be, Captain Tomlinson, who could have taken them? -Do you know the Lady, Sir?
I never had the honour to see her but once; and that was at church; and should not know her again.
Not know her again, Sir! -I thought that there was not a man living who had once seen her, and would not know her among a thousand.
I remember, Sir, that I thought I never saw a finer woman in my life. But, Mr. Lovelace, I believe, you will allow, that it is better that her relations should have wronged you, than you the Lady. I hope, Sir, you will permit me to repeat my question.
Enter Dorcas, in a hurry.
A gentleman, this minute, Sir, desires to speak with your honour-My Lady, Sir!-[Aside.
Could the dear creature put Dorcas upon telling this fib, yet want to save me one?-
Desire the gentleman to walk into one of the parlours. I will wait on him presently.
[Exit Dorcas.
The dear creature, I doubted not, wanted to instruct me how to answer the Captain's home-put. I knew how I intended to answer it-Plumb; thou may'st be sure-But Dorcas's message stagger'd me. And yet I was upon one of my master-strokes-Which was, To take advantage of the Captain's inquiries, and to make her own her marriage before him, as she had done to the people below; and if she had been brought to that, to induce her, for her uncle's satisfaction, to write him a letter of gratitude; which of course must have been signed Clarissa Lovelace. I was loth, therefore, thou may'st believe, to attend her sudden commands: And yet, afraid of pushing matters beyond recovery with her, I thought proper to lead him from the question, to account for himself; for Mr. Harlowe's coming at the knowledge of where we are; and for other particulars which I knew would engage her attention; and which might possibly convince her of the necessity there was for her to acquiesce in the affirmative I was disposed to give. And this for her own sake; for what; as I asked her afterwards, is it to me, whether I am ever reconciled to a family I must for ever despise?
You think, Captain, that I have answered doubtfully to the question you have put. You may think so. And you must know, that I have a good deal of pride: And only, that you are a gentleman, and seem in this affair to be governed by generous principles, or I should ill brook being interrogated as to my honour to a lady so dear to me. - But before I answer more directly to the point, pray satisfy me in a question or two that I shall put to you.
With all my heart, Sir. Ask me what questions you please, I will answer them with sincerity and candour.
You say, That Mr. Harlowe has found out that we were at a Play together: And that we are both in the same lodgings-How pray, came he at his knowlege? -For, let me tell you, that I have, for certain considerations not respecting myself, condescended, that our abode should be kept secret. And this has been so strictly observed, that even Miss Howe, tho' she and my beloved correspond, knows not directly whither to send to us.
Why, Sir, the person who saw you at the Play, was a tenant of Mr. John Harlowe. He watched all your motions. When the Play was done, he followed your coach to your lodgings. And early the next day, Sunday, he took horse, and acquainted his landlord with what he had observed.
How oddly things come about, Captain Tomlinson! -But does any other of the Harlowes know where we are?
It is an absolute secret to every other person of the family; and so it is intended to be kept: As also that Mr. John Harlowe is willing to enter into treaty with you, by me, if his niece be actually married; for perhaps he is aware, that he shall have difficulty enough with some people to bring about the desirable reconciliation, altho' he could give them this assurance.
I doubt it not, Captain. -To James Harlowe is all the family folly owing. -Fine fools! [heroically stalking about] to be governed by one to whom malice, and not genius, gives the busy liveliness that distinguishes him from a natural! -But how long, pray, Sir, has Mr. John Harlowe been in this pacific disposition?
I will tell you, Mr. Lovelace, and the occasion; and be very explicit upon it, and upon all that concerns you to know of me, and of the commission I have undertaken; and this the rather, as when you have heard me out, you will be satisfied, that I am not an officious man in this my present address to you.
I am all attention, Captain Tomlinson.
And so I doubt not was my beloved.
'You must know, Sir, said the Captain, that I have not been many months in Mr. John Harlowe's neighbourhood. I removed from North-amptonshire, partly for the sake of better managing one of two Executorships, which I could not avoid engaging in (the affairs of which frequently call me to town, and are part of my present business), and partly for the sake of occupying a neglected farm, which has lately fallen into my hands. But tho' an acquaintance of no longer standing, and that commencing on the Bowling-green [Uncle John is a great bowler, Belford] (upon my decision of a point to every one's satisfaction, which was appealed to me by all the gentlemen; and which might have been attended with bad consequences), no two brothers have a more cordial esteem for each other. You know, Mr. Lovelace, that there is a consent, as I may call it, in some minds, which will unite them stronger in a few hours, than years will do with others, whom yet we see not with disgust.'
Very true, Captain.
'It was on the foot of this avowed friendship on both sides, that on Monday the 15th, as I very well remember, Mr. Harlowe invited himself home with me. And when there, he acquainted me with the whole of the unhappy affair, that had made them all so uneasy. Till then I knew it only by report; for, intimate as we were, I forbore to speak of what was so near his heart, till he began first. And then he told me, that he had had an application made to him two or three days before by a gentleman whom he named, to induce him not only to be reconciled to his niece himself, but to forward for her a general reconciliation.
'A like application, he told me, had been made to his sister Harlowe, by a good woman whom every-body respected; who had intimated, that his niece, if encouraged, would again put herself into the protection of her friends, and leave you: But if not, that she must unavoidably be yours.'
I hope, Mr. Lovelace, I make no mischief. -You look concerned-You sigh, Sir.
Proceed, Captain Tomlinson. Pray proceed. - And I sighed still more profoundly.
'They all thought it extremely particular, that a lady should decline marriage with a man she had so lately gone away with.'
Pray, Captain-Pray, Mr. Tomlinson-No more of this subject. My beloved is an angel. In every thing unblameable. Whatever faults there have been, have been theirs and mine. What you would further say, is, that the unforgiving family rejected her application. They did. She and I had had a misunderstanding. The falling out of lovers -you know, Captain. -We have been happier ever since.
'Well, Sir; but Mr. John Harlowe could not but better consider the matter afterwards. And he desired my advice how to act in it. He told me, that no father ever loved a daughter as he loved this niece of his; whom, indeed, he used to call his daughter-niece. He said, she had really been unkindly treated by her brother and sister: And as your alliance, Sir, was far from being a discredit to their family, he would do his endeavour to reconcile all parties, if he could be sure that ye were actually man and wife.'
And what, pray, Captain, was your advice?
'I gave it as my opinion, that if his niece were unworthily treated, and in distress, as he apprehended from the application to him, he would soon hear of her again: But that it was likely, that this application was made without expecting it would succeed; and as a salvo only, to herself, for marrying without their consent. And the rather, as he had told me, that it came from a young lady her friend, and not in a direct way from herself; which young lady was no favourite of the family; and therefore would hardly have been employed, had success been expected.'
Very well, Captain Tomlinson. -Pray proceed.
'Here the matter rested till last Sunday evening, when Mr. John Harlowe came to me with the man who had seen you and your lady (as I hope she is) at the Play; and who had assured him, that you both lodged in the same house. -And then the application having been so lately made, which implied, that you were not then married, he was so uneasy for his niece's honour, that I advised him to dispatch to town some one in whom he could confide, to make proper inquiries.'
Very well, Captain. -And was such a person employed on such an errand by her uncle?
'A trusty and discreet person was accordingly sent; and last Tuesday, I think it was (for he returned to us on the Wednesday), he made the inquiries among the neighbours first [The very inquiry, Jack, that gave us all so much uneasiness]. But finding, that none of them could give any satisfactory account, the lady's woman was come at, who declared, that you were actually married. But the inquirist keeping himself on the reserve as to his employers, the girl refused to tell the day, or to give him other particulars.'
You give a very clear account of every-thing, Captain Tomlinson. Pray go on.
'The gentleman returned; and on his report Mr. Harlowe, having still doubts, and being willing to proceed on some grounds in so important a point, besought me, as my affairs called me frequently to town, to undertake this matter. You, Mr. Tomlinson, he was pleased to say, have children of your own: You know the world: You know what I drive at: You will proceed, I know, with understanding and spirit: And whatever you are satisfied with, shall satisfy me.'
Enter Dorcas, again in a hurry.
Sir, The gentleman is impatient.
I will attend him presently.
The Captain then accounted for his not calling in person, when he had reason to think us here.
He said, he had business of consequence a few miles out of town, whither he thought he must have gone yesterday; and having been obliged to put off his little journey till this day, and understanding that we were within, not knowing whether he should have such another opportunity, he was willing to try his good fortune before he set out; and this made him come booted and spurred, as I saw him.
He dropped a hint in commendation of the people of the house; but it was in such a way, as to give no room for suspicion, that he thought it necessary to make any inquiries after the character of persons who make so genteel an appearance, as he observed they do.
And here let me remark, to the same purpose, that my beloved might collect another circumstance in their favour, had she doubted them, from the silence of her uncle's inquirist on Tuesday, among the neighbours.
And now, Sir, said he, that I believe I have satisfied you in every thing relating to my commission, I hope you will permit me to repeat my question-which is,-
Enter Dorcas again, out of breath.
Sir, the gentleman will step up to you. -My lady is impatient. She wonders at your honour's delay. [Aside].
Excuse me, Captain, for one moment.
I have staid my full time, Mr. Lovelace. -What may result from my question and your answer, whatever it shall be, may take us up time. -And you are engaged. -Will you permit me to attend you in the morning, before I set out on my return?
You will then breakfast with me, Captain?
It must be early if I do. I must reach my own house to-morrow night, or I shall make the best of wives unhappy. And I have two or three places to call at in my way.
It shall be by seven o'clock, if you please, Captain. We are early folks. And this I will tell you, that if ever I am reconciled to a family so implacable as I have always found the Harlowes to be, it must be by the mediation of so cool and so moderate a gentleman as yourself.
And so, with the highest civilities on both sides, we parted. But for the private satisfaction of so good a man, blest him out of doubt, that we were man and wife, tho' I did not directly aver it.

### v4 LETTER XL.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Sunday Night.
This Captain Tomlinson is one of the happiest, as well as one of the best men in the world. What would I give to stand as high in my beloved's opinion, as he does! But yet, I am as good a man as he, were I to tell my own story, and have equal credit given to it. But the devil should have had him before I had seen him on the account he came upon, had I thought I should not have answered my principal end in it. -I hinted to thee in my last what that was.
But to the particulars of the conference between my fair one, and me, on her hasty messages; which I was loth to come to, because she has had a half triumph over me in it.
After I had attended the Captain down to the very passage, I returned to the dining-room, and put on a joyful air, on my beloved's entrance into it. -O my dearest creature, let me congratulate you on a prospect so agreeable to your wishes! -And I snatched her hand, and smothered it with my kisses.
I was going on; when, interrupting me,-You see, Mr. Lovelace, said she, how you have embarassed yourself, by your own obliquities! -You see, that you have not been able to return a direct answer to a plain and honest question, tho' upon it depends all the happiness you congratulate me upon the prospect of.
You know, my best love, what my prudent, and I will say, my kind motives were, for giving out, that we were married. You see, that I have taken no advantage of it; and that no inconvenience has followed it. -You see; that your uncle wants only to be assured from ourselves, that it is so-
Not another word to this purpose, Mr. Lovelace. I will not only risk, but I will forfeit, the reconciliation so near my heart, rather than I will go on to countenance a story so untrue!
My dearest soul-Would you have me appear-
I would have you appear, Sir, as you are! I am resolved that I will appear to my uncle's friend, and to my uncle, as I am.
For one week, my dearest life, cannot you for one week, only till the settlements-
Not for one hour, with my own consent. -You don't know, Sir, how much I have been afflicted, that I have appeared to the people below what I am not. But my uncle, Sir, shall never have it to upbraid me, nor will I to upbraid myself, that I have wilfully passed myself upon him in false lights.
What, my dear, would you have me to say to the Captain to-morrow morning? -I have given him room to think-
Then put him right, Mr. Lovelace. Tell the truth. Tell him what you please of your relations favour to me: Tell him what you will about the settlements: And if when drawn, you will submit them to his perusal and approbation, it will shew him how much you are in earnest.
My dearest life-Do you think, that he would disapprove of the terms I have offer'd? -No.
Then may I be accursed, if I willingly submit to be trampled under foot by my enemies!
And may I, Mr. Lovelace, never be happy in this life, if I submit to the passing upon my uncle Harlowe a wilful and premeditated falshood for truth! - I have too long laboured under the affliction which the rejection of all my friends has given me, to purchase their reconciliation now at so dear a price as at that of my veracity.
The women below, my dear-
What are they to me? -I want not to establish myself with them. Need they know all that passes between my relations and you and me?
Neither are they any thing to me, Madam. Only, that when, for the sake of preventing the fatal mischiefs which might have attended your brother's projects, I have made them think us married, I would not appear to them in a light, which you yourself think so shocking. By my soul, Madam, I had rather die, than contradict myself so flagrantly, after I have related to them so many circumstances of our marriage.
Well, Sir, the women may believe what they please. That I have given countenance to what you told them, is my error. The many circumstances which you own one untruth has drawn you in to relate, is a justification of my refusal in the present case.
Don't you see, Madam, that your uncle wishes to find us married? May not the ceremony be privately over, before his mediation can take place?
Urge this point no farther, Mr. Lovelace. If you will not tell the truth, I will to-morrow morning, if I see Captain Tomlinson, tell it myself. Indeed I will.
Will you, Madam, consent, that things pass as before with the people below? This mediation of Tomlinson may come to nothing. Your brother's schemes may be pursued; the rather, that now he will know (perhaps from your uncle), that you are not under a legal protection. -You will, at least, consent, that things pass here as before?
To permit this, is to go on in an error, Mr. Lovelace. But as the occasion for so doing (if there can be an occasion in your opinion, that will warrant an untruth), will, as I presume, soon be over, I shall the less dispute that point with you. But a new error I will not be guilty of, if I can avoid it.
Can I, do you think, Madam, have any dishonourable view in the step I supposed you would not scruple to take towards a reconciliation with your own family? -Not for my own sake, you know, did I hope you to take it. -For what is it to me, if I am never reconciled to your family? I want no favours from them.
I hope, Mr. Lovelace, there is no occasion, in our present not disagreeable situation, to answer such a question. And let me say, that I shall think my prospects still more agreeable, if, to-morrow morning, you will not only own the very truth, but give my uncle's friend such an account of the steps you have taken, and are taking, as may keep up my uncle's favourable intentions towards me. This you may do under what restrictions of secrecy you please. Captain Tomlinson is a prudent man; a promoter of family-peace, you find; and, I dare say, may be made a friend.
I saw there was no help. I saw that the inflexible Harlowe spirit was all up in her. -A little witch! -A little-Forgive me, Love, for calling her names: And so I said, with an air, We have had too many misunderstandings, Madam, for me to wish for new ones; I will obey you without reserve. Had I not thought I should have obliged you by the other method (especially as the ceremony might have been over, before any thing could have operated from your uncle's intentions, and of consequence no untruth persisted in), I would not have proposed it. -But think not, my beloved creature, that you shall enjoy, without condition, this triumph over my judgment.
And then, clasping my arms about her, I gave her struggled-away cheek (her charming lip designed) a fervent kiss. -And your forgiveness of this sweet freedom (bowing) is that condition.
She was not mortally offended. -And now must I make out the rest as well as I can. But this I will tell thee, that altho' her triumph has not diminished my love for her, yet has it stimulated me more than ever to Revenge, as thou wilt be apt to call it. But Victory or Conquest is the more proper name.
There is a pleasure, 'tis true, in subduing one of these watchful beauties. But, by my soul, Belford, men of our cast take twenty times the pains to be rogues, that it would cost them to be honest; and dearly, with the sweat of our brows, and to the puzzling of our brains (to say nothing of the hazards we run), do we earn our purchase: And ought not therefore to be grudged our success, when we meet with it- Especially as, when we have obtained our end, satiety soon follows; and leaves us little or nothing to shew for it. But this, indeed, may be said of all worldly delights. -And is not that a grave reflection from me?
I was willing to write up to the time. Altho' I have not carried my principal point, I shall make something turn out in my favour from Captain Tomlinson's errand. -But let me give thee this caution; that thou do not pretend to judge of my devices by parts; but have patience till thou seest the whole. But once more I swear, that I will not be out-Norris'd by a pair of novices. And yet I am very apprehensive, at times, of the consequences of Miss Howe's Smuggling scheme.
'Tis late, or rather early; for the day begins to dawn upon me. I am plaguy heavy. Perhaps I need not to have told thee that. But will only indulge a doze in my chair, for an hour; then shake myself, wash, and refresh. At my time of life, with my constitution, that's all that's wanted.
Good night to me! -It cannot be broad day till I am awake. -Aw-w-w-w-haugh-Pox of this yawning!
Is not thy uncle dead yet?
What's come to mine, that he writes not to my last! -Hunting after more wisdom of nations, I suppose! -Yaw-Yaw-Yawning again! -Pen, begone.

### v4 LETTER XLI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Monday, Mary 29.
Now have I established myself for ever in my charmer's heart.
The Captain came at seven, as promised, and ready equipped for his journey. My beloved chose not to give us her company till our first conversation was over. -Ashamed, I suppose [But to my shame, if she was], to be present at that part of it, which was to restore her to her virgin state, by my confession, after her wifehood had been reported to her uncle. But she took her cue nevertheless, and listened to all that passed.
The modestest women, Jack, must think, and think deeply sometimes. -I wonder whether they ever blush at those things by themselves, at which they have so charming a knack of blushing in company. -If not; and if blushing be a sign of grace or modesty, have not the sex as great a command over their blushes, as they are said to have over their tears? This reflection would lead me a great way into female minds, were I disposed to pursue it.
I told the Captain, that I would prevent his question; and accordingly, after I had injoined the strictest secrecy, that no advantage might be given to James Harlowe; and which he answered for as well on Mr. Harlowe's part as his own; I acknowleged nakedly and fairly the whole truth. -To wit, 'That we were not yet married. -I gave him hints of the causes of procrastination. -Some of them owing to unhappy misunderstanding: But chiefly to the Lady's desire of previous reconciliation with her friends; and to a delicacy that had no example.'
Less nice ladies than this, Jack, love to have delays, wilful and studied delays, imputed to them in these cases-Yet are indelicate in their affected delicacy; for do they not thereby tacitly confess, that they expect to be the greatest gainers in wedlock; and that there is self-denial in the pride they take in delaying?
'I told him the reason of our passing to the people below as marry'd-Yet as under a vow of restriction, as to consummation, which had kept us both to the height, one of forbearing, the other of vigilant punctilio; even to the denial of those innocent freedoms, which betrothed lovers never scruple to allow and to take.
'I then communicated to him a copy of my proposals of settlement; the substance of her written answer; the contents of my letter of invitation to Lord M. to be her nuptial father; and of my Lord's generous reply. But said, that having apprehensions of delay from his infirmities, and my beloved choosing by all means (and that from principles of unrequited duty) a private solemnization, I had written to excuse his lordship's presence; and expected an answer every hour.
'The settlements, I told him, were actually drawing by counsellor Williams, of whose eminence he must have heard [He had]; and of the truth of this he might satisfy himself before he went out of town.
'When these were drawn, approved, and ingrossed, nothing, I said, but signing, and the nomination of my happy day, would be wanting. I had a pride, I declared, in doing the highest justice to so beloved a creature, of my own voluntary motion, and without the intervention of a family from whom I had received the greatest insults. And this being our present situation, I was contented, that Mr. John Harlowe should suspend his reconciliatory purposes till our marriage were actually solemnized.'
The Captain was highly delighted with all I had said: Yet owned, that as his dear friend Mr. Harlowe had expressed himself greatly pleased to hear that we were actually marry'd, he could have wished it had been so. But nevertheless, he doubted not that all would be well.
He saw my reasons, he said, and approved of them, or making the gentlewomen below (whom again he understood to be good sort of people) believe, that the ceremony had passed; which so well accounted for what the Lady's maid had told Mr. Harlowe's friend. Mr. James Harlowe, he said, had certainly ends to answer in keeping open the breach; and as certainly had formed a design to get his sister out of my hands. Wherefore it as much imported his worthy friend to keep this treaty a secret, as it did me; at least till he had formed his party, and taken his measures. Ill-will and passion were dreadful misrepresenters. It was amazing to him, that animosity could be carried so high against a man capable of views so pacific and so honourable, and who had shown such a command of his temper, in this whole transaction. Generosity, indeed, in every case, where love of stratagem and intrigue [I would excuse him] were not concerned, was a part of my character-
He was proceeding, when breakfast being ready, in came the empress of my heart, irradiating all around her, as with a glory-A benignity and graciousness in her aspect, that, tho' natural to it, had been long banished from it.
Next to prostration lowly bowed the Captain. O how the sweet creature smiled her approbation of him! Reverence from one, begets reverence from another. Men are more of monkeys in imitation, than they think themselves-Involuntarily, in a manner, I bent my knee-My dearest life-and made a very fine speech on presenting the captain to her. No title, myself, to her lip or cheek, 'tis well he attempted not either-He was indeed ready to worship her;-could only touch her charming hand-
I have told the Captain, my dear creature-And then I briefly repeated, as if I had supposed she had not heard it, all I had told him.
He was astonish'd, that any-body could be displeased one moment with such an angel. He undertook her cause as the highest degree of merit to himself.
Never, I must needs say, did the angel so much look the angel. All placid, serene, smiling, self-assured: A more lovely flush than usual heightening her natural graces, and adding charms, even to radiance, to her charming complexion.
After we had seated ourselves, the agreeable subject was renew'd, as we took our chocolate. How happy should she be in her uncle's restored favour!
The Captain engaged for it-No more delays, he hoped, of her part! Let the happy day be but once over, all would then be right! -But was it improper to ask for copies of my proposals, and of her answer, in order to shew them to his dear friend her uncle?
As Mr. Lovelace pleased-O that the dear creature would always say so!
It must be in strict confidence then, I said-But would it not be better to shew her uncle the draught of the settlements, when drawn?
And will you be so good, as to allow of this, Mr. Lovelace?
There, Belford! We were once The Quarrelsome, but now we are The Polite, Lovers.-
Indeed, my dearest creature, I will, if you desire it; and if Captain Tomlinson will engage, that Mr. Harlowe shall keep them absolutely a secret; that I may not be subjected to the cavil and controul of any other of a family that have used me so very ill.
Now indeed, Sir, you are very obliging.
Dost think, Jack, that my face did not now also shine?
I held out my hand (first consecrating it with a kiss) for hers. She condescended to give it me. I pressed it to my lips: You know not, Captain Tomlinson (with an air), all storms overblown, what a happy man-
Charming couple! His hands lifted up-How will my good friend rejoice! -O that he were present! - You know not, Madam, how dear you still are to your uncle Harlowe!-
I am unhappy ever to have disobliged him!
Not too much of that, however, fairest, thought I!
He repeated his resolutions of service, and that in so acceptable a manner, that the dear creature wished, that neither he, nor any of his, might ever want a friend of equal benevolence.
None of his, she said; for the captain brought it in, that he had five children living, by one of the best of wives and mothers, whose excellent management made him as happy, as if his eight hundred pounds a year (which was all he had to boast of) were two thousand.
Without oeconomy, the oraculous lady said, no estate was large enough. With it, the least was not too small.
Lie still, teazing villain! lie still! -I was only speaking to my conscience, Jack.
And let me ask you, Mr. Lovelace, said the Captain; yet not so much from doubt, as that I may proceed upon sure grounds-You are willing to co-operate with my dear friend in a general reconciliation?
Let me tell you, Mr. Tomlinson, that if it can be distinguished, that my readiness to make up with a family, of whose generosity I have not had reason to think highly, is intirely owing to the value I have for this angel of a woman, I will not only co-operate with Mr. John Harlowe, as you ask; but I will meet Mr. James Harlowe senior, and his lady, all the way And furthermore, to make the son James and Arabella quite easy, I will absolutely disclaim any further interest, whether living or dying, in any of the three brothers estates; contenting myself with what my beloved's grandfather has bequeathed to her: For I have reason to be abundantly satisfied with my own circumstances and prospects-Enough rewarded, were she not to bring a shilling in dowry, in a lady who has a merit superior to all the goods of fortune. True as the Gospel, Belford! Why had not this scene a real foundation?
The dear creature, by her eyes, expressed her gratitude, before her lips could utter it. O Mr. Lovelace, said she-You have infinitely-And there she stopt-
The Captain run over in my praise. He was really affected.
O that I had not such a mixture of revenge and pride in my love, thought I! -But [my old plea cannot I make her amends at any time? -And is not her virtue now in the heighth of its probation? - Would she lay aside, like the friends of my uncontending Rosebud, all thought of defiance-Would she throw herself upon my mercy, and try me but on fortnight in the Life of Honour-What then?- cannot say, What then.
Do not despise me, Jack, for my inconsistency- In no two letters perhaps agreeing with myself- Who expects consistency in men of our character? - But I am mad with love-Fired by revenge-Puzzled with my own devices-My inventions are my curse- My pride my punishment-Drawn five or six ways at once-Can she possibly be so unhappy as I? O why, why was this woman so divinely excellent! - Yet how know I that she is? -What have been her tryals? Have I had the courage to make a single one upon her person, tho' fifty upon her temper? - Enough, I hope, to make her afraid of ever disobliging me more!-
I must banish reflection, or I am a lost man. For these two hours past have I hated myself for my own contrivances. And this not only from what I have related to thee; but from what I have further to relate. But I have now once more steeled my heart. My vengeance is uppermost; for I have been re-perusing some of Miss Howe's virulence. The contempt they have both held me in, I cannot bear.-
The happiest breakfast-time, my beloved owned, that she had ever known since she had left her father's house. She might have let this alone. The Captain renewed all his protestations of service. He would write me word how his dear friend received the account he should give him of the happy situation of our affairs, and what he thought of the settlements, as soon as I should send him the kindly-promised draughts. And we parted with great professions of mutual esteem; my beloved putting up vows for the success of his generous mediation.
When I returned from attending the Captain down stairs, which I did to the outward door, my beloved met me as I entered the dining-room; complacency reigning in every lovely feature.
You see me already, said she, another creature. You know not, Mr. Lovelace, how near my heart this hoped-for reconciliation is. I am now willing to banish every disagreeable remembrance. You know not, Sir, how much you have obliged me. And Oh, Mr. Lovelace, how happy shall I be, when my heart is lightened from the all-sinking weight of a father's curse! When my dear mamma (You don't know, Sir, half the excellencies of my dear mamma! and what a kind heart she has, when it is left to follow its own impulses-When this blessed mamma) shall once more fold me to her indulgent bosom! When I shall again have uncles and aunts, and a brother and sister, all striving who shall shew most kindness and favour to the poor outcast, then no more an outcast! -And you, Mr. Lovelace, to behold all this, and to be received into a family so dear to me, with welcome- What tho' a little cold at first? when they come to know you better, and to see you oftener, no fresh causes of disgust occurring, and you, as I hope, having enter'd upon a new course, all will be warmer and warmer love on both sides, till every one perhaps will wonder, how they came to set themselves against you.
Then drying her eyes with her handkerchief, after a few moments pausing, on a sudden, as if recollecting that she had been led by her joy to an expression of it, which she had not intended I should see, she retired to her chamber with precipitation-Leaving me almost as unable to stand it, as herself.
In short, I was-I want words to say how I was- My nose had been made to tingle before; my eyes have before been made to glisten by this soul-moving beauty; but so very much affected, I never was-for, trying to check my sensibility, it was too strong for me, and I even sobbed-Yes, by my soul, I audibly sobbed, and was forced to turn from her before she had well finished her affecting speech.
I want, methinks, now I have owned the odd sensation, to describe it to thee-The thing was so strange to me-Something choaking, as it were, in my throat- I know not how-Yet, I must needs say, tho' I am out of countenance upon the recollection, that there was something very pretty in it; and I wish I could know it again, that I might have a more perfect idea of it, and be better able to describe it to thee.
But this effect of her joy on such an occasion gives me a high notion of what that virtue must be [What other name can I call it?] which in a mind so capable of delicate transport, should be able to make so charming a creature in her very bloom, all frost and snow to every advance of Love from the man she hates not. This must be all from Education too: -Must it not, Belford? Can Education have stronger force in a woman's heart than Nature? -Sure it cannot. But if it can, how intirely right are parents to cultivate their daughters minds, and to inspire them with notions of reserve and distance to our sex; and indeed to make them think highly of their own? For pride is an excellent substitute, let me tell thee, where virtue shines not out, as the sun, in its own unborrowed lustre.

### v4 LETTER XLII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
And now it is time to confess (and yet I know, that thy conjectures are aforehand with my exposition), that this Captain Tomlinson, who is so great a favourite with my charmer, and who takes so much delight in healing breaches, and reconciling differences, is neither a greater man nor a less, than honest Patrick McDonald, attended by a discarded footman of his own finding out.
Thou knowest what a various-lifed rascal he is; and to what better hopes born and educated. But that ingenious knack of Forgery, for which he was expelled the Dublin-University, and a detection since in Evidenceship, have been his ruin. For these have thrown him from one country to another; and at last, into the way of life, which would make him a fit husband for Miss Howe's Townsend with her contrabands. He is, thou knowest, admirably qualified for any enterprize that requires adroitness and solemnity. And can there, after all, be a higher piece of justice aimed at, than to keep one Smuggler in readiness to play against another?
'Well but, Lovelace (methinks thou questionest), how camest thou to venture upon such a contriveance as this, when, as thou hast told me, the Lady used to be a month at a time at this uncle's; and must therefore, in all probability, know, that there was not a Captain Tomlinson in all his neighbourhood; at least no one of the name so intimate with him, as this man pretends to be?'-
This objection, Jack, is so natural a one, that I could not help observing to my charmer, that she must surely have heard her uncle speak of this gentleman. No, she said, she never had. Besides, she had not been at her uncle Harlowe's for near ten months [This I had heard her say before]: And there were several gentlemen who used the same Green, whom she knew not.
We are all very ready, thou knowest, to believe what we like.
And what was the reason, thinkest thou, that she had not been of so long time at this uncle's? -Why, this old sinner, who imagines himself intitled to call me to account for my freedoms with the Sex, has lately fallen into familiarities, as it is suspected, with his housekeeper, who assumes airs upon it. -A cursed deluding Sex! -In youth, middle age, or dotage, they take us all in.
Dost thou not see, however, that this housekeeper knows nothing, nor is to know any thing, of the treaty of reconciliation designed to be set on foot; and therefore the Uncle always comes to the Captain, the Captain goes not to the Uncle: And this I surmised to the Lady. And then it was a natural suggestion, that the Captain was the rather applied to, as he is a stranger to the rest of the family: Need I tell thee the meaning of all this?
But this intrigue of the Antient is a piece of private history, the truth of which my beloved cares not to own, and indeed affects to disbelieve. As she does also some puisny gallantries of her foolish brother; which, by way of recrimination, I have hinted at, without naming my informant in their family.
Well but, methinks, thou questionest again, Is it not probable that Miss Howe will make inquiry after such a man as Tomlinson? -And when she cannot-
I know what thou wouldst say-But I have no doubt, that Wilson will be so good, if I desire it, as to give into my own hands any letter that may be brought by Collins to his house, for a week to come. And now I hope thou'rt satisfied.
I will conclude with a short story.
'Two neighbouring sovereigns were at war together, about some pitiful chuck-farthing thing or other; no matter what; for the least trifles will set princes and children at loggerheads. Their armies had been drawn up in battalia some days, and the news of a decisive action expected every hour to arrive at each court. At last, issue was joined; a bloody battle was fought; and a fellow, who had been a spectator of it, arriving with the news of a complete victory, at the capital of one of the princes, some time before the appointed couriers, the bells were set a ringing, bonfires and illuminations were made, and the people went to bed intoxicated with joy and good liquor. But the next day all was reversed: The victorious enemy, pursuing his advantage, was expected every hour at the gates of the almost defenceless capital. The first-reporter was hereupon sought for, and found; and being questioned, pleaded a great deal of merit, in that he had, in so dismal a situation, taken such a space of time from the distress of his fellow-citizens, and given it to festivity, as were the hours between the false good news and the real bad.'
Do thou, Belford, make the application. This I know, that I have given greater joy to my Beloved, than she had thought would so soon fall to her share. And as the human life is properly said to be chequor-work, no doubt but a person of her prudence will make the best of it, and set off so much good against so much bad, in order to strike as just a balance as possible.
The Lady, in three several letters, acquaints her friend with the most material passages and conversations contained in those of Mr. Lovelace's preceding. These are her words, on relating what the commission of the pretended Tomlinson was, after the apprehensions that his distant inquiry had given her.
'At last, my dear, all these doubts and fears were cleared up, and banished; and, in their place, a delightful prospect was opened to me. For it comes happily out (but at present it must be an absolute secret, for reasons which I shall mention in the sequel), that the gentleman was sent by my uncle Harlowe [I thought he could not be angry with me for ever]; all owing to the conversation that passed between your good Mr. Hickman and him. For although Mr. Hickman's application was too harshly rejected at the time, my uncle could not but think better of it afterwards, and of the arguments that worthy gentleman used in my favour.
'Who, upon a passionate repulse, would despair of having a reasonable request granted? -Who would not, by gentleness and condescension, endeavour to leave favourable impressions upon an angry mind; which, when it comes coolly to reflect, may induce it to work itself into a condescending temper? To request a favour, as I have often said, is one thing; to challenge it as our due, is another. And what right has a petitioner to be angry at a repulse, if he has not a right to demand what he sues for as a debt?'
She describes Captain Tomlinson, on his breakfast visit, to be 'a grave good sort of man.' And in another place, 'A genteel man, of great gravity, and a good aspect; she believes upwards of fifty years of age I liked him, says she, as soon as I saw him.'
As her prospects are now more favourable than heretofore, she wishes, that her hopes of Mr. Lovelace's so often promised reformation were better grounded, than she is afraid they can be.
'We have both been extremely puzzled, my dear, says she, to reconcile some parts of Mr. Lovelace's character with other parts of it: His good with his bad; such of the former in particular, as, His generosity to his tenants; His bounty to the inn-keeper's daughter; His readiness to put me upon doing kind things by my good Norton, and others.
'A strange mixture in his mind, as I have told him! For he is certainly (as I have reason to say, looking back upon his past behaviour to me in twenty instances) a hard-hearted man. -Indeed, my dear, I have thought more than once, that he had rather see me in tears, than give me reason to be pleased with him.
'My cousin Morden says, that free livers are remorseless. And so they must be in the very nature of things.
'Mr. Lovelace is a proud man. That we have long observed. And I am truly afraid, that his very generosity is more owing to his pride and his vanity, than to that philanthropy, which distinguishes a beneficent mind.
'Money he values not, but as a means to support his pride and his independence. And it is easy, as I have often thought, for a person to part with a secondary appetite, when, by so doing, he can promote or gratify a first.
'I am afraid, my dear, that there must have been some fault in his Education. His natural byas was not, I fancy, sufficiently attended to. He was instructed, perhaps (as his power was likely to be large), to do good and beneficent actions; but not from proper motives, I doubt.
'If he had, his generosity would not have stopt at pride, but would have struck into humanity; and then would he not have contented himself with doing praiseworthy things by fits and starts, or, as if relying on the doctrine of merits, he hoped by a good action to atone for a bad one; but he would have been uniformly noble, and done the good for its own sake.
'O my dear! what a lot have I drawn! Pride his virtue; and Revenge his other predominating quality! -This one consolation, however, remains: He is not an infidel, an unbeliever: Had he been an infidel, there would have been no room at all for hope of him; but (priding himself, as he does, in his fertile invention) he would have been utterly abandoned, irreclaimable, and a savage.'
When she comes to relate those occasions, which Mr. Lovelace in his narrative, acknowleges himself to be affected by, she thus expresses herself:
'He endeavoured, as once before, to conceal his emotion. But why, my dear, should these men (for Mr. Lovelace is not singular in this) think themselves above giving these beautiful proofs of a feeling heart? Were it in my power again to choose, or refuse, I would reject the man with contempt, who sought to suppress, or offered to deny, the power of being affected upon proper occasions, as either a savage-hearted creature, or as one who was so ignorant of the principal glory of the human nature, as to place his pride in a barbarous insensibility.
'These lines translated from Juvenal by Mr. Tate, I have been often pleased with:'
Compassion proper to mankind appears,
Which nature witness'd, when she lent us tears.
Of tender sentiments We only give
These proofs: To weep is Our prerogative;
To shew by pitying looks, and melting eyes,
How with a suff'ring friend we sympathize.
Who can all sense of others ills escape,
Is but a brute at best, in human shape.
This natural piety did first refine
Our wit, and rais'd our thoughts to things divine:
This proves our spirit of the gods descent,
While that of beasts is prone and downward bent.
To them, but earth-born life they did dispense;
To us, for mutual aid, celestial sense.
She takes notice, to the advantage of the people of the house, that such a good man, as Captain Tomlinson, had spoken well of them, upon inquiry.

### v4 LETTER XLIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Tuesday, May 30.
I have a letter from Lord M. Such a one as I would wish for, if I intended matrimony. But as matters are circumstanced, I cannot think of shewing it to my Beloved.
My Lord regrets, 'that he is not to be the Lady's nuptial father. He seems apprehensive that I have still, specious as my reasons are, some mischief in my head.'
He graciously consents, 'that I may marry when I please; and offers one or both of my cousins to assist my bride, and to support her spirits on the occasion; since, as he understands, she is so much afraid to venture with me.
'Pritchard, he tells me, has his final orders to draw up deeds, to assign over to me in perpetuity 1000l. per annum; which he will execute the same hour that the Lady in person owns her marriage.'
He consents, 'that the jointure be made from my own estate.'
He wishes, 'that the Lady would have accepted of his draught; and commends me for tendering it to her. But reproaches me for pride in not keeping it myself. What the right-side gives up, the left, he says, may be the better for.'
The girls, he means.
With all my heart. If I can have Miss Clarissa Harlowe, the devil take every thing else.
A good deal of other stuff writes this stupid Peer; scribbling in several places half a dozen lines, apparently for no other reason, but to bring in as many musty words in an old saw.
If thou askest, How I can manage, since my Beloved will wonder, that I have not an answer from my Lord to such a letter as I wrote to him; and if I own I have one, will expect that I should shew it to her, as I did my letter? -This I answer-That I can be informed by Pritchard, that my Lord has the gout in his right-hand; and has ordered him to attend me in form, for my particular orders about the transfer: And I can see Pritchard, thou knowest, at the King's Arms, or where I please in town; and he, by word of mouth, can acquaint me with every thing in my Lord's letter that is necessary for her to know.
Whenever it suits me, I can restore the old Peer to his right hand, and then can make him write a much more sensible letter than this he has now sent me.
Thou knowest, that an adroitness in the art of manual imitation, was one of my earliest attainments. It has been said, on this occasion, that had I been a bad man in meum and tuum matters, I should not have been fit to live. As to the girls, we hold it no sin to cheat them. And are we not told, that in being well deceived consists the whole of human happiness?
Wednesday, May 31.
All still happier and happier. A very high honour done me: A chariot, instead of a coach, permitted, purposely to indulge me in the subject of subjects.
Our discourse in this sweet airing turned upon our future manner of life. The day is bashfully promised me. Soon, was the answer to my repeated urgency. Our equipage, our servants, our liveries, were parts of the delightful subject. A desire that the wretch who had given me intelligence out of the family [honest Joseph Leman] might not be one of our menials; and her resolution to have her faithful Hannah, whether recovered or not; were signified; and both as readily assented to.
The reconciliation prospect was enlarged upon. If her uncle Harlowe will but pave the way to it, and if it can be brought about, she shall be happy. -Happy, with a sigh, as it is Now possible she can be! -She won't forbear, Jack!
I told her, that I had heard from Pritchard, just before we set out, and expected him in town to-morrow from Lord M. to take my directions. I spoke with gratitude of my Lord's kindness to me; and with pleasure of my aunt's and cousin's veneration for her: As also of his Lordship's concern that his gout, hinder'd him from writing a reply with his own hand to my last.
She pitied my Lord. She pitied poor Mrs. Fretchville too; for she had the goodness to inquire after her. The dear creature pitied every-body that seemed to want pity. Happy in her own prospects, she has leisure to look abroad, and wishes every-body equally happy.
It is likely to go very hard with Mrs. Fretchville. Her face, which she had valued herself upon, will be utterly ruin'd. This good, however, she may reap from so great an evil: -As the greater malady generally swallows up the less, she may have a grief on this occasion, that may diminish the other grief, and make it tolerable.
I had a gentle reprimand for this light turn on so heavy an evil. -For what was the loss of beauty to the loss of a good husband? -Excellent creature!
Her hopes, and her pleasure upon those hopes, that Miss Howe's mother would be reconciled to her, were also mentioned. Good Mrs. Howe was her word, for a woman so covetous, and so remorseless in her covetousness, that no one else would call her good. But this dear creature has such an extension in her love, as to be capable of valuing the most insignificant animal related to those whom she respects. Love me, and love my dog, I have heard Lord M. say. -Who knows, but that I may in time, in compliment to myself, bring her to think well of thee, Jack?
But what am I about? -Am I not all this time arraigning my own heart? -I know I am, by the remorse I feel in it, while my pen bears testimony to her excellence. But yet I must add (for no selfish consideration shall hinder me from doing justice to this admirable creature), that in this conversation she demonstrated so much prudent knowlege in every thing that relates to that part of the domestic management, which falls under the care of a mistress of a family, that I believe she has no equal of her years in the world.
I break off, to re-peruse some of Miss Howe's virulence.
Cursed letters, these of Miss Howe, Jack! -Do thou turn back to those of mine, where I take notice of them. -I proceed-
Upon the whole, my charmer was all gentleness, all ease, all serenity, throughout this sweet excursion. Nor had she reason to be otherwise: For it being the first time that I had the honour of her company sola, I was resolved to encourage her, by my respectfulness, to repeat the favour.
On our return, I found the counsellor's clerk waiting for me, with a draught of the marriage-settlements.
They are drawn, with only the necessary variations, from those made for my mother. The original of which (now returned by the counsellor), as well as the new draughts, I have put into my Beloved's hands.
This made the lawyer's work easy; nor can she have a better precedent; the great Lord S. having settled them, at the request of my mother's relations, all the difference, my charmer's are 100l. per annum more than my mother's.
I offer'd to read to her the old deed, while she looked over the draught; for she had refused her presence at the examination with the clerk: But this she also declined.
I suppose she did not care to hear of so many children, first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh sons, and as many daughters, to be begotten upon the body of the said Clarissa Harlowe.
Charming matrimonial recitativoes!-tho' it is always said lawfully begotten too-As if a man could beget children unlawfully upon the body of his own wife. -But thinkest thou not that these arch rogues the lawyers hereby intimate, that a man may have children by his wife before marriage? -This must be what they mean. Why will these sly fellows put an honest man in mind of such rogueries? -But hence, as in numberless other instances, we see, that Law and Gospel are two very different things.
-Dorcas, in our absence, tried to get at the wainscot box in the dark closet. But it cannot be done without violence. And to run a risque of consequence now, for mere curiosity sake, would be inexcusable.
Mrs. Sinclair and the nymphs are all of opinion, that I am now so much of a favourite, and have such a visible share in her confidence, and even in her affections, that I may do what I will, and plead violence of passion; which, they will have it, makes violence of action pardonable with their sex; as well as an allowed extenuation with the unconcerned of both sexes; and they all offer their helping hands. Why not? they say: Has she not passed for my wife before them all? -And is she not in a fine way of being reconciled to her friends; which was the pretence for postponing consummation?
They again urge me, since it is so difficult to make night my friend, to an attempt in the day. They remind me, that the situation of their house is such, that no noises can be heard out of it; and ridicule me for making it necessary for a lady to be undressed. It was not always so with me, poor old man! Sally told me; saucily flinging her handkerchief in my face.

### v4 LETTER XLIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday, June 2.
Notwithstanding my studied-for politeness and complaisance for some days past; and though I have wanted courage to throw the mask quite aside; yet I have made the dear creature more than once look about her, by the warm, tho' decent expressions of my passion. I have brought her to own, that I am more than indifferent to her: But as to Love, which I pressed her to acknowlege, What need of acknowlegements of that sort, when a woman consents to marry? - And once repulsing me with displeasure. The proof of the true love I was vowing for her, was respect, not freedom. And offering to defend myself, she told me, that all the conception she had been able to form of a faulty passion, was, that it must demonstrate itself as mine sought to do.
I endeavoured to justify my passion, by laying over-delicacy at her door. That was not, she said, my fault, if it were hers. She must plainly tell me, that I appeared to her incapable of distinguishing what were the requisites of a pure mind. Perhaps, had the libertine presumption to imagine, that there was no difference in heart, nor any but what proceeded from education and custom, between the pure and the impure- And yet custom alone, as she observed, would make a second nature, as well in good as in bad habits.
I have just now been called to account for some innocent liberties which I thought myself intitled to take before the women; as they suppose us married, and now within view of consummation.
I took the lecture very hardly; and with impatience wish'd for the happy day and hour, when I might call her all my own, and meet with no check from a niceness that had no example.
She looked at me with a bashful kind of contempt. I thought it contempt, and required the reason for it; not being conscious of offence, as I told her.
This is not the first time, Mr. Lovelace, said she, that I have had cause to be displeased with you, when you, perhaps, have not thought yourself exceptionable. -But, Sir, let me tell you, that the married state, in my eye, is a state of purity, and (I think she told me) not of licentiousness; so at least, I understood her.
Marriage purity, Jack! -Very comical, 'faith- Yet sweet dears, half the female world ready to run away with a rake, because he is a rake; and for no other reason; nay, every other reason against their choice.
But have not you and I, Belford, seen young wives, who would be thought modest; and when maids, were fantastically shy; permit freedoms in public from their lambent husbands, which have shewn, that they have forgot what belongs either to prudence or decency? While every modest eye has sunk under the shameless effrontery, and every modest face been covered with blushes for those who could not blush.
I once, upon such an occasion, proposed to a circle of a dozen, thus scandalized, to withdraw; since they must needs see that as well the lady, as the gentleman, wanted to be in private. This motion had its effect upon the amorous pair; and I was applauded for the check given to their licentiousness.
But, upon another occasion of this sort, I acted a little more in character. -For I ventured to make an attempt upon a bride, which I should not have had the courage to make, had not the unblushing passiveness with which she received her fond husband's public toyings (looking round her with triumph rather than with shame, upon every lady present), incited my curiosity to know if the same complacency might not be shewn to a private friend. 'Tis true, I was in honour obliged to keep the secret. But I never saw the turtles bill afterwards, but I thought of Number Two to the same female; and in my heart thanked the fond husband for the lesson he had taught his wife.
From what I have said, thou wilt see, that I approve of my beloved's exception to public loves. That, I hope, is all the charming Isicle means by marriage-purity.
From the whole of the above, thou wilt gather, that I have not been a mere dangler, a Hickman, in the passed days, though not absolutely active, and a Lovelace.
The dear creature now considers herself as my wife-elect. The unsadden'd heart, no longer prudish, will not now, I hope, give the fable turn to every action of the man she dislikes not. And yet she must keep up so much reserve, as will justify past inflexibilities. Many an many a pretty soul would yield, were she not afraid that the man she favoured would think the worse of her for it. This is also a part of the Rake's Creed. But should she resent ever so strongly, she cannot now break with me; since, if she does, there will be an end of the family reconciliation; and that in a way highly discreditable to herself.
Sat. June 3.
Just returned from Doctors-Commons. I have been endeavouring to get a licence. Very true, Jack. I have the mortification to find a difficulty in obtaining this all-fettering instrument, as the Lady is of rank and fortune, and as there is no consent of father or next friend.
I made report of this difficulty. It is very right, she says, that such difficulties should be made. But not to a man of my known fortune, surely, Jack, tho' the woman were the daughter of a duke.
I asked, If she approved of the settlements? She said, She had compared them with my mother's, and had no objection. She had written to Miss Howe upon the subject, she owned; and to inform her of our present situation.
Just now, in high good humour, my beloved returned me the draughts of the settlements; a copy of which I had sent to Captain Tomlinson. She complimented me, that she never had any doubt of my honour in cases of this nature. -In matters between man and man nobody ever had, thou knowest. I had need, thou'lt say, to have some good qualities.
Great faults and great virtues are often found in the same person. In nothing very bad, but as to women: And did not one of them begin with me?
We have held, that women have no souls: I am a very Jew in this point, and willing to believe they have not. And if so, to whom shall I be accountable for what I do to them? Nay, if souls they have, as there is no sex in Ethereals, nor need of any, what plea can a lady hold of injuries done her in her lady-state, when there is an end of her lady-ship?

### v4 LETTER XLV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Monday, June 5.
I am now almost in despair of succeeding with this charming frost-piece by love or gentleness. -A copy of the draughts, as I told thee, has been sent to Captain Tomlinson; and that by a special messenger. Ingrossments are proceeding with. I have been again at the Commons. Should in all probability have procured a licence by Malory's means, had not Malory's friend the proctor been suddenly sent for to Cheshunt, to make an old lady's will. Pritchard has told me by word of mouth, though my charmer saw him not, all that was necessary for her to know in the letter my Lord wrote, which I could not shew her; and taken my directions about the estates to be made over to me on my nuptials. -Yet with all these favourable appearances no conceding moment to be found, no improveable tenderness to be raised.
Twice indeed with rapture, which once she called rude, did I salute her; and each time, resenting the freedom, did she retire; tho', to do her justice, she favoured me again with her presence at my first intreaty, and took no notice of the cause of her withdrawing.
Is it policy to shew so open a resentment for innocent liberties, which, in her situation, she must so soon forgive?
Yet the woman who resents not initiatory freedoms must be lost. For Love is an incroacher. Love never goes backward. Love is always aspiring. Always must aspire. Nothing but the highest act of Love can satisfy an indulged Love. And what advantages has a lover, who values not breaking the peace, over his mistress, who is solicitous to keep it!
I have now at this instant wrought myself up, for the dozenth time, to a half-resolution. A thousand agreeable things I have to say to her. She is in the dining-room. Just gone up. She always expects me when there.
High displeasure!-followed by an abrupt departure.
I sat down by her. I took both her hands in mine. I would have it so. All gentle my voice. -Her father mentioned with respect. Her mother with reverence. Even her brother amicably spoken of. I never thought I could have wished so ardently, as I told her I did wish, for a reconciliation with her family.
A sweet and grateful flush then overspread her fair face; a gentle sigh now-and-then heaved her handkerchief.
I perfectly long'd to hear from Captain Tomlinson. It was impossible for her uncle to find fault with the draught of the settlements: I would not, however, be understood, by sending them down, that intended to put it in her uncle's power to delay my happy day. When, when, was it to be?
I would hasten again to the Commons; and would not return without the licence.
The Lawn I proposed to retire to, as soon as the happy ceremony was over. This day and that day I proposed.
It was time enough to name the day, when the settlements were completed, and the licence obtained. Happy should she be, could the kind Captain Tomlinson obtain her uncle's presence privately!
A good hint! -It may perhaps be improved upon- Either for a delay, or a pacifier.
No new delays, for heaven's sake, I besought her; reproaching her gently for the past. Name but the day-(an early day, I hoped in the following week)- that I might hail its approach, and number the tardy hours.
My cheek reclined on her shoulder-kissing her hands by turns. Rather bashfully than angrily reluctant, her hands sought to be withdrawn; her shoulder avoiding my reclined cheek-Apparently loth and more loth to quarrel with me; her downcast eye confessing more than her lips could utter. -Now surely, thought I, it is my time to try if she can forgive a still bolder freedom than I had ever yet taken.
I then gave her struggling hands liberty. I put one arm round her waist: I imprinted a kiss on her sweet lips, with a Be quiet only, and an averted face, as if she feared another.
Encouraged by so gentle a repulse, the tenderest things I said; and then, with my other hand, drew aside the handkerchief that concealed the beauty of beauties, and pressed with my burning lips the charmingest breast that ever my ravished eyes beheld.
A very contrary passion to that which gave her bosom so delightful a swell, immediately took place. She struggled out of my incircling arms with indignation. I detained her reluctant hand. Let me go, said she. I see there is no keeping terms with you. Base incroacher! Is this the design of your flattering speeches? -Far as matters have gone, I will for ever renounce you. You have an odious heart. Let me go, I tell you.-
I was forced to obey, and she flung from me, repeating base, and adding flattering, incroacher.
In vain have I urged by Dorcas for the promised favour of dining with her. She would not dine at all. She could not.
But why makes she every inch of her person thus sacred? -So near the time too, that she must suppose, that all will be my own, by deed of purchase and settlement?
She has read, no doubt, of the art of the Eastern monarchs, who sequester themselves from the eyes of their subjects, in order to excito their adoration, when, upon some solemn occasions, they think fit to appear in public.
But let me ask thee, Belford, whether (on these solemn occasions) the preceding cavalcade; here a great officer, and there a great minister, with their satellites, and glaring equipages; do not prepare the eyes of the wondering beholders, by degrees, to bear the blaze of canopy'd majesty (what tho' but an ugly old man perhaps himself? yet) glittering in the collected riches of his vast empire?
And should not my beloved, for her own sake, descend, by degrees, from goddess-hood into humanity? If it be pride that restrains her, ought not that pride to be punished? If, as in the Eastern emperors, it be art as well as pride, art is what she of all women need not use. If shame, what a shame to be ashamed to communicate to her adorer's sight the most admirable of her personal graces?
Let me perish, Belford, if I would not forego the brightest diadem in the world, for the pleasure of seeing a Twin-Lovelace at each charming breast, drawing from it his first sustenance; the pious task continued for one month, and no more!
I now, methinks, behold this most charming of women in this sweet office, pressing with her fine fingers the generous flood into the purple mouths of each eager hunter by turns: Her conscious eye now dropt on one, now on the other, with a sigh of maternal tenderness; and then raised up to my delighted eye, full of wishes, for the sake of the pretty varlets, and for her own sake, that I would deign to legitimate; that I would condescend to put on the nuptial fetters.

### v4 LETTER XLVI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Monday, P. M.
A letter received from the worthy Captain Tomlinson, has introduced me into the presence of my charmer, sooner than perhaps I should otherwise have been admitted.
Sullen her brow, at her first entrance into the dineing-room. But I took no notice of what had passed, and her anger slid away upon its own ice.
'The Captain, after letting me know, that he chose not to write, till he had the promised draught of the settlements, acquaints me, that his friend Mr. John Harlowe, in their first conference (which was held as soon as he got down), was extremely surprized, and even grieved (as he feared he would be) to hear, that we were not married. The world, he said, who knew my character, would be very censorious, were it owned, that we had lived so long together unmarried in the same lodgings; altho' our marriage were now to be ever so publicly celebrated.
'His nephew James, he was sure, would make a great handle of it against any motion that might be made towards a reconciliation; and with the greater success, as there was not a family in the kingdom more jealous of their honour than theirs.'
This is true of the Harlowes, Jack: They have been called The proud Harlowes: And I have ever found, that all young Honour is supercilious and touchy.
But seest thou not how right I was in my endeavour to persuade my fair one to allow her uncle's friend to think us married; especially as he came prepared to believe it; and as her uncle hoped it was so? -But nothing on earth is so perverse, as a woman when she is set upon carrying a point, and has a meek man, or one who loves his peace, to deal with.
My Beloved was vexed. She pulled out her handkerchief: But was more inclined to blame me, than herself.
Had you kept your word, Mr. Lovelace, and left me when we came to town-And there she stopt; for she knew, that it was her own fault that we were not marry'd before we left the country; and how could I leave her afterwards, while her brother was plotting to carry her off by violence?
Nor has he yet given over his machinations.
For, as the Captain proceeds, 'Mr. John Harlowe owned to him (but in confidence), that his nephew is at this time busied in endeavouring to find out where we are; being assured, as I am not to be heard of at any of my relations, or at my usual lodgings, that we are together. And that we are not married, is plain, as he will have it, from Mr. Hickman's application so lately made to her uncle; and which was seconded by Mrs. Norton to her mother. And he cannot bear, that I should enjoy such a triumph unmolested.'
A profound sigh, and the handkerchief again lifted to the eye. But did not the sweet soul deserve this turn upon her, for her felonious intention to rob me of herself?
I read on to the following effect:
'Why (Mr. Harlowe asked) was it said to his other inquiring friend, that we were married; and that by his niece's woman, who ought to know? Who could give convincing reasons, no doubt'-
Here again she wept, took a turn cross the room; then returned-Read on, said she-
Will you, my dearest life, read it yourself?
I will take the letter with me, by-and-by-I cannot see to read it just now, wiping her eyes. -Read on- Let me hear it all-that I may know your sentiments upon this letter, as well as give my own.
'The Captain then told uncle John, the reasons that induced me to give out that we were married; and the conditions on which my Beloved was brought to countenance it; which had kept us at the most punctilious distance.
'But still my character was insisted upon. And Mr. Harlowe went away dissatisfied. And the Captain was also so much concerned, that he cared not to write what the result of this first conference was.
'But in the next, which was held on receipt of the draughts, at his the Captain's house (as the former was, for the greater secrecy), when the old gentleman had read them, and had the Captain's opinion, he was much better pleased. And yet he declared, that it would not be easy to persuade any other person of his family to believe so favourably of the matter, as he was now willing to believe, were they to know, that we had lived so long together unmarried.
'And then the Captain says, his dear friend made a proposal: -It was this-That we should marry out of hand, but as privately as possible, as indeed he found we intended (for he could have no objection to the draughts)-But yet, he expected to have present one trusty friend of his own, for his better satisfaction-'
Here I stop, with a design to be angry-But she desiring me to read on, I obeyed.-
'-But that it should pass to every one living, except to that trusty person, to himself, and to the Captain, that we were married from the time that we had lived together in one house; and that this time should be made to agree with that of Mr. Hickman's application to him from Miss Howe.'
This, my dearest life, said I, is a very considerate proposal. We have nothing to do, but to caution the people below properly on this head. I did not think your uncle Harlowe capable of such an expedient. But you see how much his heart is in the reconciliation.
This was the return I met with-You have always, as a mark of your politeness, let me know, how meanly you think of every one of my family.
Yet, thou wilt think, Belford, that I could forgive her for the reproach.
'The Captain does not know, he says, how this proposal will be relished by us. But, for his part, he thinks it an expedient that will obviate many difficulties, and may possibly put an end to Mr. James Harlowe's further designs: And on this account he has, by the uncle's advice, already declared to two several persons, by whose means it may come to that young gentleman's ears, that he (Captain Tomlinson) has very great reason to believe, that we were married soon after Mr. Hickman's application was rejected.
'And this, Mr. Lovelace (says the Captain), will enable you to pay a compliment to the family, that will not be unsuitable to the generosity of some of the declarations you was pleased to make to the Lady before me (and which Mr. John Harlowe may make some advantage of in favour of a reconciliation); in that you have not demanded your lady's estate so soon as you were intitled to make the demand.' An excellent contriver surely she must think this worthy Mr. Tomlinson to be!
'But the Captain adds, that if either the Lady or I disapprove of his report of our marriage, he will retract it. Nevertheless he must tell me, that Mr. John Harlowe is very much set upon this way of proceeding; as the only one, in his opinion, capable of being improved into a general reconciliation. But if we do acquiesce in it, he beseeches my fair one not to suspend my day, that he may be authorized in what he says, as to the truth of the main fact [How conscientious this good man!]: Nor must it be expected, he says, that her uncle will take one step towards the wished-for reconciliation, till the solemnity is actually over.'
He adds, 'that he shall be very soon in town on other affairs; and then proposes to attend us, and give us a more particular account of all that passed, or shall further pass, between Mr. Harlowe and him.'
Well, my dearest life, what say you to your uncle's expedient? Shall I write to the Captain, and acquaint him, that we have no objection to it?
She was silent for a few minutes. At last, with a sigh-See, Mr. Lovelace, said she, what you have brought me to, by treading after you in such crooked paths! -See what disgrace I have incurred! -Indeed you have not acted like a wise man.
My beloved creature, do you not remember, how earnestly I besought the honour of your hand before we came to town? -Had I been then favoured-
Well, well, Sir-There has been much amiss somewhere; that's all I will say at present. And since what's past cannot be recalled, my uncle must be obeyed, I think.
Charmingly dutiful! -I had nothing then to do, that I might not be behindhand with the worthy Captain and her uncle, but to press for the day. This I fervently did. But (as I might have expected) her former answer was repeated, That when the settlements were completed; when the licence was actually obtained; it would be time enough to name the day: And, O Mr. Lovelace, said she, turning from me with a grace inimitably tender, her handkerchief at her eyes, what a happiness, if my dear uncle could be prevailed upon to be personally a father, on this occasion, to the poor fatherless girl!-
What's the matter with me! -Whence this dew-drop! -A tear! -As I hope to be saved, it is a tear, Jack! -Very ready methinks! -Only on reciting! - But her lively image was before me, in the very attitude she spoke the words-And indeed at the time she spoke them, these lines of Shakespeare came into my head.
Thy heart is big. Get thee apart, and weep!
Passion, I see, is catching:-For my eyes,
Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine,
Begin to water-
I withdrew, and wrote to the Captain to the following effect-'That he would be so good as to acquaint his dear friend, that we intirely acquiesced with what he had proposed; and had already properly cautioned the gentlewomen of the house, and their servants, as well as our own: That if he would in person give me the blessing of his dear niece's hand, it would crown the wishes of both: That his own day, in this case, as I presumed it would be a short one, should be ours: That by this means the secret would be in fewer hands: That I myself thought the ceremony could not be too privately performed; and this not only for the sake of the wise end he had intended to be answered by it, but because I would not have Lord M. think himself slighted; as he had once intended (as I had told him) to be our nuptial father, had we not declined his offer, in order to avoid a public wedding; which his beloved niece would not come into, while she was in disgrace with her friends. -But that, if he chose not to do us this honour, I wished that Captain Tomlinson might be the trusty person, whom he would have to be present on the happy occasion.'
I shewed this letter to my fair one. She was not displeased with it. So, Jack, we cannot now move too fast, as to Settlements and License: The day is her Uncle's day, or Captain Tomlinson's perhaps, as shall best suit the occasion. Miss Howe's Smuggling scheme is now surely provided against in all events.
But I will not by anticipation make thee a judge of all the benefits that may flow from this my elaborate contrivance. Why will these girls put me upon my master-strokes?
And now for a little mine which I am getting ready to spring. The first, and at the rate I go on [now a resolution, and now a remorse], perhaps the last.
A little mine, I call it. But it may be attended with great effects. I shall not, however, absolutely depend upon the success of it, having much more effectual ones in reserve. And yet great engines are often moved by little springs. A small spark falling by accident into a powder-magazine, has sometimes done more execution, than an hundred cannon
Come, the worst to the worst, the hymeneal torch, and a white sheet, must be my amende honorable, as the French have it.

### v4 LETTER XLVII.

Mr. Belford, To Robert Lovelace, Esq;
Tuesday, June 6.
Unsuccessful as hitherto my application to thee has been, I cannot for the heart of me forbear writing once more in behalf of this admirable woman: And yet am unable to account for the zeal which impels me to take her part with an earnestness so sincere.
But all her merit thou acknowlegest; all thy own vileness thou confessest, and even gloriest in it; what hope then of moving so harden'd a man? -Yet, as it is not too late, and thou art nevertheless upon the crisis, I am resolved to try what another letter will do. It is but my writing in vain, if it do no good; and if thou wilt let me prevail, I know thou wilt hereafter think me richly intitled to thy thanks.
To argue with thee would be folly. The case cannot require it. I will only intreat thee, therefore, that thou wilt not let such an excellence lose the reward of her vigilant virtue.
I believe, there never were libertines so vile, but purposed, at some future period of their lives, to set about reforming; and let me beg of thee, that thou wilt, in this great article, make thy future repentance as easy, as some time hence thou wilt wish thou hadst made it. If thou proceedest, I have no doubt, that this affair will end tragically, one way or other. It must. Such a woman must interest both gods and men in her cause. But what I most apprehend, is, that with her own hand, in resentment of the perpetrated outrage, she (like another Lucretia) will assert the purity of her heart: Or, if her piety preserve her from this violence, that wasting grief will soon put a period to her days. And in either case, will not the remembrance of thy ever-during guilt, and transitory triumph, be a torment of torments to thee?
'Tis a seriously sad thing, after all, that so fine a creature should have fallen into such vile and remorseless hands: For, from thy cradle, as I have heard thee own, thou ever delightedst to sport with and torment the animal, whether bird or beast, that thou lovedst, and hadst a power over.
How different is the case of this fine woman from that of any other whom thou hast seduced! I need not mention to thee, nor insist upon the striking difference: Justice, gratitude, thy interest, thy vows, all engaging thee; and thou certainly loving her, as far as thou art capable of love, above all her sex. She not to be drawn aside by art, or to be made to suffer from credulity, nor for want of wit and discernment (that will be another cutting reflection to so fine a mind as hers): The contention between you only unequal, as it is between naked innocence and armed guilt. In every thing else, as thou ownest, her talents greatly superior to thine! -What a fate will hers be, if thou art not at last overcome by thy reiterated remorses!
At first, indeed, when I was admitted into her presence, and (till I observed her meaning air, and heard her speak), I supposed that she had no very uncommon judgment to boast of: For I made, as I thought, but just allowances for her blossoming youth, and for that loveliness of person, and easiness of dress, which I imagined must have taken up half her time and study to cultivate; and yet I had been prepared by thee to entertain a very high opinion of her sense and her reading. Her choice of this gay fellow, upon such hazardous terms (thought I), is a confirmation that her wit wants that maturity which only years and experience can give it. Her knowlege (argued I to myself) must be all theory; and the complaisance ever consorting with an age so green and so gay, will make so inexperienced a lady at least forbear to shew herself disgusted at freedoms of discourse, in which those present of her own sex, and some of ours (so learned, so well read, and so travelled), allow themselves.
In this presumption, I run on; and, having the advantage, as I conceited, of all the company but thee, and being desirous to appear in her eyes a mighty clever fellow, I thought I shewed away, when I said any foolish things that had more sound than sense in them; and when I made silly jests, which attracted the smiles of thy Sinclair, and the specious Partington; and that Miss Harlowe did not smile too, I thought was owing to her youth or affectation, or to a mixture of both, perhaps to a greater command of her features. -Little dreamt I, that I was incurring her contempt all the time.
But when, as I said, I heard her speak; which she did not till she had fathomed us all; when I heard her sentiments on two or three subjects, and took notice of that searching eye, darting into the very inmost cells of our frothy brains, by my faith, it made me look about me; and I began to recollect, and be ashamed of all I had said before; in short, was resolved to sit silent, till every one had talk'd round, to keep my folly in countenance. And then I raised the subjects that she could join in, and which she did join in, so much to the confusion and surprize of everyone of us! -For even thou, Lovelace, so noted for smart wit, repartee, and a vein of raillery, that delighteth all who come near thee, sattest in palpable darkness, and lookedst about thee, as well as we.
One instance only, of this, shall I remind thee of?
We talked of wit, and of wit, and aimed at it, bandying it like a ball from one to another of us, and resting it chiefly with thee, who wert always proud enough and vain enough of the attribute; and then more especially, as thou hadst assembled us, as far as I know, principally to shew the lady thy superiority over us; and us thy triumph over her. And then Tourville (who is always satisfied with wit at second-hand; wit upon memory; other mens wit), repeated some verses, as applicable to the subject; which two of us applauded, tho' full of double entendre. Thou, seeing the lady's serious air on one of those repetitions, appliedst thyself to her, desiring her notions of wit: A quality, thou saidst, which every one prized, whether flowing from himself, or found in another.
Then it was she took all our attention: -It was a quality much talked of, she said, but, she believed, very little understood: -At least, if she might be so free as to give her judgment of it, from what had passed in the present conversation, she must say, that Wit with Gentlemen was one thing; with Ladies, another.
This startled us all: -How the women looked! - How they pursed in their mouths, a broad smile the moment before upon each, from the verses they had heard repeated, so well understood, as we saw, by their looks-While I besought her to let us know, for our instruction, what Wit was with Ladies: For such I was sure it ought to be, with Gentlemen.
Cowley, she said, had defined it prettily by negatives.
Thou desiredst her to repeat his definition.
She did; and with so much graceful ease, and beauty, and propriety of accent, as would have made bad poetry delightful.
A thousand diff'rent shapes it bears,
Comely, in thousand shapes appears.
'Tis not a tale: 'Tis not a jest,
Admir'd, with laughter, at a feast,
Nor florid talk, which must this title gain:
The proofs of wit for ever must remain.
Much less can that have any place
At which a virgin hides her face.
Such dross the fire must purge away:-'Tis just
The author blush there, where the reader must.
Here she stopt, looking round her upon us all with conscious superiority, as I thought. Lord! how we star'd! Thou attemptedst to give us thy definition of wit, that thou mightest have something to say, and not seem to be surprised into silent modesty.
But, as if she cared not to trust thee with the subject, referring to the same author as for his more positive decision, she thus, with the same harmony of voice and accent, emphatically decided upon it.
Wit, like a luxuriant vine,
Unless to Virtue's prop it join,
Firm and erect, tow'rd heaven bound,
Tho' it with beauteous leaves and pleasant fruit be crown'd;
It lies deform'd, and rotting on the ground.
If thou recollectest this part of the conversation, and how like fools we looked at one another: How much it put us out of conceit with ourselves, and made us fear her; when we found our conversation thus excluded from the very character which our vanity had made us think unquestionably ours: And if thou profitest properly by the recollection, thou wilt be of my mind, that there is not so much wit in wickedness, as we had flattered ourselves there was.
And after all, I have been of opinion ever since that conversation, that the wit of all the rakes and libertines I ever convers'd with, from the brilliant Bob Lovelace down to little Johnny Hartop the punster, consists mostly in saying bold and shocking things, with such courage, as shall make Modest people blush, the Impudent laugh, and the Ignorant stare.
And why dost thou think I mention these things, so mal-a-propos, as it may seem? -Only, let me tell thee, as an instance, among many that might be given from the same evening's conversation, of this fine lady's superiority in those talents which ennoble nature, and dignify her sex: Evidenced not only to each of us, as we offended, but to the flippant Partington, and the grosser, but egregiously hypocritical Sinclair, in the correcting eye, the discouraging blush, in which was mixed as much displeasure as modesty, and sometimes, as the occasion called for it (for we were some of us hardened above the sense of feeling delicate reproof), by the sovereign contempt, mingled with a disdainful kind of pity, that shewed, at once, her own conscious worthy and our despicable worthlessness.
O Lovelace! what then was the triumph, even in my eye, and what is it: still upon reflection, of true modesty, of true wit, and true politeness, over frothy jest, laughing impertinence, and an obscenity so shameful, even to the guilty, that they cannot hint at it but under a double meaning!
Then, as thou hast somewhere observed, all her correctives avowed by her eye. Not poorly, like the generality of her sex, affecting ignorance of meanings too obvious to be concealed; but so resenting, as to shew each impudent laugher, the offence given to, and taken by, a purity, that had mistaken its way, when it fell into such company.
Such is the woman, such is the angel, whom thou hast betrayed into thy power, and wouldst deceive and ruin. -Sweet creature! did she but know, how she is surrounded (as I then thought as well as now think), and what is intended, how much sooner would death be her choice, than so dreadful a situation! - And how effectually would her story, were it generally known, warn all the Sex against throwing themselves into the power of ours, let our vows, oaths, and protestations, be what they will!
But let me beg of thee, once more, my dear Lovelace, if thou hast any regard for thy honour, for the honour of thy family, for thy future peace, or for my opinion of thee (who yet pretend not to be so much moved by principle, as by that dazling merit, which ought still more to attract thee), to be prevailed upon- to be-to be humane, that's all-Only, that thou wouldest not disgrace our common humanity!
Hardened as thou art, I know, that they are the abandoned people in the house who keep thee up to a resolution against her. O that the sagacious fair one, with so much innocent charity in her own heart, had not so resolutely held those women at distance! - That, as she boarded there, she had oftener tabled with them. Specious as they are, in a week's time, she would have seen thro' them; they could not have been always so guarded, as they were when they saw her but seldom, and when they prepared themselves to see her; and she would have fled their house as a place infected. And yet, perhaps, with so determined an enterprizer, this discovery might have accelerated her ruin.
I know that thou art nice in thy loves. But are there not hundreds of women, who, tho' not utterly abandoned, would be taken with thee for mere personal regards? Make a toy, if thou wilt, of principle, with regard to such of the Sex as regard it as a toy; but rob not an angel of those purities, which, in her own opinion, constitute the difference between angelic and brutal qualities.
With regard to the passion itself, the less of soul in either man or woman, the more sensual are they. Thou, Lovelace, hast a soul, tho' a corrupted one; and art more intent (as thou even gloriest) upon the preparative stratagem, than upon the end of conquering.
See we not the natural bent of idiots and the crazed? -The very appetite is body; and when we ourselves are most fools, and crazed, then are we most eager in these pursuits. See what fools this passion makes the wisest men! What snivellers, what dotards, when they suffer themselves to be run away with by it! -An unpermanent passion! -Since, it (ashamed of its more proper name) we must call it Love, Love gratified, is Love satisfied-And Love satisfied, is Indifference begun. And this is the case where consent on one side adds to the obligation on the other. What then but remorse can follow a forcible attempt?
Do not even chaste lovers choose to be alone in their courtship preparations, ashamed to have even a child to witness to their foolish actions, and more foolish expressions? -Is this deified passion, in its greatest altitudes, fitted to stand the day? -Do not the lovers, when mutual consent awaits their wills, retire to coverts and to darkness, to complete their wishes? And shall such a sneaking passion as this, which can be so easily gratified by viler objects, be permitted to debase the noblest?
Were not the delays of thy vile purposes owing more to the awe which her majestic virtue has inspired thee with, than to thy want of adroitness in villainy [I must write my free sentiments in this case; for have I not seen the angel?]; I should be ready to censure some of thy contrivances and pretences to suspend the expected day, as trite, stale, and (to me, who know thy intention) poor; and too often resorted to, as nothing comes of them, to be gloried in; particularly that of Mennell, the vapourish lady, and the ready-furnished house.
She must have thought so too, at times, and in her heart despised thee for them, or love thee (ingrateful as thou art) to her misfortune; as well as entertain hope against probability. But this would afford another warning to the Sex, were they to know her story; as it would shew them what poor pretences they must seem to be satisfied with, if once they put themselves into the power of a designing man.
If trial only was thy end, as once was thy pretence (a), enough surely hast thou tried this paragon of virtue and vigilance. But I knew thee too well, to expect, at the time, that thou wouldest stop there. Men of our cast, whenever they form a design upon any of the Sex, put no other bound to their views, than what want of power gives them. I knew, that from one advantage gained, thou wouldest proceed to attempt another. Thy habitual aversion to wedlock too well I knew; and indeed thou avowest thy hope to bring her to cohabitation, in that very letter in which thou pretendest trial to be thy principal view.
But do not even thy own frequent and involuntary remorses, when thou hast time, place, company, and every other circumstance, to favour thee in thy wicked design, convince thee, that there can be no room for a hope so presumptuous? -Why then, since thou wouldst choose to marry her, rather than lose her, wilt thou make her hate thee for ever?
But if thou darest to meditate personal trial, and art sincere in thy resolution to reward her, as she behaves in it, let me beseech thee to remove her from this vile house: That will be to give her and thy conscience fair play. So intirely now does the sweet deluded excellence depend upon her supposed happier prospects, that thou needest not to fear that she will fly from thee, or that she will wish to have recourse to that scheme of Miss Howe, which has put thee upon what thou callest thy master-strokes.
But whatever be thy determination on this head; and if I write not in time, but that thou hast actually pulled off the mask; let it not be one of thy devices, if thou wouldst avoid the curses of every heart, and hereafter of thy own, to give her, no not for one hour (be her resentment ever so great), into the power of that villainous woman, who has, if possible, less remorse than thyself; and whose trade it is to break the resisting spirit, and utterly to ruin the heart unpractised in evil. -O Lovelace, Lovelace, how many dreadful stories could this horrid woman tell the Sex! And shall that of Miss Clarissa Harlowe swell the guilty list?
But this I might have spared. Of this, devil as thou art, thou canst not be capable. Thou couldst not enjoy a triumph so disgraceful to thy wicked pride, as well as to humanity.
Shouldst thou think, that the melancholy spectacle hourly before me has made me more serious than usual, perhaps thou wilt not be mistaken. But nothing more is to be inferr'd from hence (were I even to return to my former courses), but that whenever the time of cool reflection comes, whether brought on by our own disasters, or by those of others, we shall undoubtedly, if capable of thought, and if we have time for it, think in the same manner.
We neither of us are such fools, as to disbelieve a futurity, or to think, whatever be our practice, that we came hither by chance, and for no end but to do all the mischief that we have in our power to do. - Nor am I ashamed to own, that in the prayers which my poor uncle makes me read to him, in the absence of a very good clergyman, who regularly attends him, I do not forget to put in a word or two for myself.
If, Lovelace, thou laughest at me, thy ridicule will be more conformable to thy actions, than to thy belief. -Devils believe and tremble. Canst thou be more abandoned than they?
And here let me add, with regard to my poor old man, that I often wish thee present but for one half hour in a day, to see the dregs of a gay life running off in the most excruciating tortures, that the colic, the stone, and the gangrene, can unitedly inflict; and to hear him bewail the dissoluteness of his past life, in the bitterest anguish of a spirit every hour expecting to be called to its last account. -Yet, by all his confessions, he has not to accuse himself in sixty-seven years of life, of half the very vile enormities, which you and I have committed in the last seven only.
I conclude with recommending to thy serious consideration all I have written, as proceeding from the heart and soul of
Thy assured friend,
John Belford.

### v4 LETTER XLVIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Tuesday, P. M. June 6.
Difficulties still to be got over in procuring this plaguy licence. I ever hated, and ever shall hate, these spiritual lawyers, and their court.
And now, Jack, if I have not secured victory, I have a retreat.
But hold-Thy servant with a letter-
A confounded long one! tho' not a narrative one- Once more in behalf of the lady. -Lie thee down, oddity! What canst thou write that can have force upon me at this crisis? -And have I not, as I went along, made thee to say all that was necessary for thee to say?
Yet once more, I'll take thee up.
Trite, stale, poor (say'st thou) are some of my contrivances? That of the widow's particularly! -I have no patience with thee. -Had not that contrivance its effect at the time, for a procrastination? -And had I not then reason to fear, that she would find enough to make her dislike this house? And was it not right (intending what I intended) to lead her on from time o time, with a notion, that a house of her own would be ready for her soon, in order to induce her to continue here till it was?
Trite, stale, and poor! -Thou art a silly fellow, and no judge, when thou sayest this. Had I not, like a blockhead, revealed to thee, as I went along, the secret purposes of my heart, but had kept all in, till the event had explained my mysteries, I would have defy'd thee to have been able, any more than the lady, to have guessed at what was to befal her, till it had actually come to pass. Nor doubt I, in this case, that, instead of presuming to reflect upon her for credulity, as loving me to her misfortune, and for hoping against probability, thou wouldest have been readier by far, to censure her for nicety and overscrupulousness. And let me tell thee, that had she loved me, as I wished her to love me, she could not possibly have been so very apprehensive of my designs; nor so ready to be influenced by Miss Howe's precautions, as she has always been, altho' my general character made not for me with her.
But in thy opinion, I suffer for that simplicity in my contrivances, which is their principal excellence. No machinery make I necessary. No unnatural flights aim I at. All pure nature, taking advantage of nature, as nature tends; and so simple my devices, that when they are known, thou, even thou, imaginest, thou couldest have thought of the same. And indeed thou seemest to own, that the slight thou puttest upon them, is owing to my letting thee into them beforehand; undistinguishing, as well as ingrateful as thou art!
Yet, after all, I would not have thee think, that I do not know my weak places. I have formerly told thee, that it is difficult for the ablest general to say what he will do, or what he can do, when he is obliged to regulate his motions by those of a watchful enemy. If thou givest due weight to this consideration, thou wilt not wonder that I should make many marches and countermarches, some of which may appear to a slight observer unnecessary.
But let me cursorily enter into this debate with thee on this subject, now I am within sight of my journey's end.
Abundance of impertinent things thou tellest me in this letter; some of which thou hadst from myself; others that I knew before.
All that thou sayest in this charming creature's praise, is short of what I have said and written, on this inexhaustible subject.
Her virtue, her resistance, which are her merits, are my stimulatives. Have I not told thee so twenty times over?
Devil, as these girls between them call me, what of devil am I, but in my contrivances? I am not more a devil, than others, in the end I aim at; for when I have carried my point, it is still but one seduction. And I have perhaps been spared the guilt of many seductions, in the time.
What of uncommon would there be in this case, but for her watchfulness? -As well as I love intrigue and stratagem, dost think, that I had not rather have gained my end with less trouble and less guilt?
The man, let me tell thee, who is as wicked as he can be, is a worse man than I am. Let me ask any Rake in England, if, resolving to carry his point, he would have been so long about it? or have had so much compunction as I have had?
Were every Rake, nay, were every Man, to sit down, as I do, and write all that enters into his head or into his heart, and to accuse himself with equal freedom and truth, what an army of miscreants should I have to keep me in countenance!
It is a maxim with some, that if they are left alone with a woman, and make not an attempt upon her, she will think herself affronted. -Are not such men as these worse than I am? -What an opinion must they have of the whole Sex?
Let me defend the Sex I so dearly love. - If these elder brethren of ours, think they have general reason for their assertion, they must have kept very bad company, or must judge of womens hearts by their own. She must be an abandoned woman, who will not shrink as a snail into its shell, at a gross and sudden attempt. A modest woman must be naturally cold, reserved, and shy. She cannot be so much, and so soon affected, as libertines are apt to imagine; and must, at least, have some confidence in the honour and silence of a man, before desire can possibly put forth in her, to encourage and meet his flame. For my own part, I have been always decent in the company of women, till I was sure of them. Nor have I ever offered a great offence, till I have found little ones passed over; and that they shunn'd me not, when they knew my character.
My divine Clarissa has puzzled me, and beat me out of my play: At one time, I hoped to overcome by intimidating her, at another by Love; by the amorous See-saw, as I have called it. And I have only now to join surprize to the other two, and see what can be done by all three.
And whose property, I pray thee, shall I invade, if I pursue my schemes of love and vengeance? - Have not those who have a right in her, renounced that right? -Have they not wilfully exposed her to dangers? -Yet must know, that such a woman would be considered as lawful prize, by as many as could have the opportunity to attempt her? -And had they not thus cruelly exposed her, is she not a single woman? -And need I tell thee, Jack, that men of our cast, the best of them [the worst stick at nothing] think it a great grace and favour done to the married men, if they leave them their wives to themselves; and compound for their sisters, daughters, wards, and nieces? -Shocking as these principles must be to a reflecting mind; yet such thou knowest are the principles of thousands (who would not act by the Sex as I have acted by them, when in my power); and as often carried into practice, as their opportunities or courage will permit. -Such therefore have no right to blame me.
Thou repeatedly pleadest her sufferings from her family. But I have too often answered this plea, to need to say any more now, than that she has not suffered for my sake. For has she not been made the victim of the malice of her rapacious brother and envious sister, who only waited for an occasion to ruin her with her other relations; and took this as the first, to drive her out of the house; and, as it happen'd, into my arms? -Thou knowest how much against her inclination.
As for her own sins, how many has the dear creature to answer for to Love and to me! -Twenty, and twenty times twenty, has she not told me, that she refused not the odious Solmes in favour to me? And as often has she not offered to renounce me for the single life, if the Implacables would have received her on that condition? -What repetitions does thy weak pity make me guilty of?
To look a little farther back: Canst thou forget what my sufferings were from this haughty beauty, in the whole time of my attendance upon her proud motions, in the purlieus of Harlowe-Place, and at the little White Hart at Neale, as we called it? -Did I not threaten vengeance upon her then (and had I not reason?) for disappointing me [I will give but this one instance] of a promised interview?
O Jack! what a night had I of it, in the bleak coppice adjoining to her father's paddock! -My linen and wig frozen; my limbs absolutely numbed; my fingers only sensible of so much warmth, as enabled me to hold a pen; and that obtained by rubbing the skin off, and beating with my hands my shivering side-Kneeling on the hoar moss on one knee, writing on the other, if the stiff scrawl could be called writing. -My feet, by the time I had done, seeming to have taken root, and actually unable to support me for some minutes! -Love and Rage kept then my heart in motion (and only Love and Rage could do it), or how much more than I did suffer, must I have suffered?
I told thee, at my melancholy return, what were the contents of the letter I wrote. And I shewed thee afterwards, her tyrannical answer to it. Thou then, Jack, lovedst thy friend; and pitiedst thy poor suffering Lovelace. Even the affronted God of Love approved then of my threatened vengeance against the fair promiser; tho' now with thee, in the day of my power, forgetful of the night of my sufferings, he is become an advocate for her.
Nay, was it not he himself that brought to me my adorable Nemesis; and both together put me upon this very vow, 'That I would never rest, till I had drawn in this goddess-daughter of the Harlowes, to cohabit with me; and that in the face of all their proud family?' -Nor canst thou forget this vow. -At this instant I have thee before me, as then thou sorrowfully lookedst.
Thy strong features glowing with compassion for me; thy lips twisted; thy forehead furrowed; thy whole face drawn out from the stupid round into the ghastly oval; every muscle contributing its power to complete the aspect grievous; and not one word couldst thou utter, but Amen to my vow.
And what of distinguishing love, or favour, or confidence, have I had from her since, to make me forego this vow?
I renewed it not, indeed, afterwards; and actually for a long season, was willing to forget it; till repetitions of the same faults revived the remembrance of the former: -And now adding to those the contents of some of Miss Howe's virulent letters, so lately come at, what canst thou say for the rebel, consistent with thy loyalty to thy friend?
Every man to his genius and constitution. Hannibal was called The father of warlike stratagems. Had Hannibal been a private man, and turned his plotting head against the other sex; or had I been a general, and turned mine against such of my fellow-creatures of my own, as I thought myself intitled to consider as my enemies, because they were born and lived in a different climate;-Hannibal would have done less mischief;-Lovelace more. -That would have been the difference.
Not a sovereign on earth, if he be not a good man, and if he be of a warlike temper, but must do a thousand times more mischief than me. And why? Because he has it in his power to do more.
An honest man, perhaps thou'lt say, will not wish to have it in his power to do hurt. He ought not, let me tell him: For, if he have it, a thousand to one but it makes him both wanton and wicked.
In what, then, am I so singularly vile?
In my contrivances, thou'lt say (for thou art my echo), if not in my proposed end of them.
How difficult does every man find it, as well as me, to forego a predominant passion? I have three passions that sway me by turns; all imperial ones. Love, Revenge, Ambition, or a desire of conquest.
As to this particular contrivance of Tomlinson and the Uncle, which thou'lt think a black one perhaps; that had been spared, had not these innocent ladies put me upon finding a husband for their Mrs. Townsend: That device, therefore, is but a preventive one. Thinkest thou, that I could bear to be outwitted? And may not this very contrivance save a world of mischief? for, dost thou think, I would have tamely given up the lady to Townsend's Tars?
What meanest thou, except to overthrow thy own plea, when thou sayest, that men of our cast know no other bound to their wickedness, but want of power; yet knowest this lady to be in mine?
Enough, sayest thou, have I tried this paragon of virtue. Not so; for I have not tried her at all. -All I have been doing, is but preparation to a trial.
But thou art concerned for the means that I may have recourse to in the trial, and for my veracity.
Silly fellow! -Did ever any man, thinkest thou, deceive a girl, but at the expence of his veracity? How otherwise, can he be said to deceive?
As to the means, thou dost not imagine, that I expect a direct consent. -My main hope is but in a yielding reluctance; without which I will be sworn, whatever rapes have been attempted, none ever were committed, one person to one person. And good Queen Bess of England, had she been living, and appealed to, would have declared herself of my mind.
It would not be amiss for the Sex to know, what our opinions are upon this subject. -I love to warn them. -I wish no man to succeed with them but myself. I told thee once, that tho' a rake, I am not a rake's friend.
Thou sayest, that I ever hated wedlock. And true thou sayest. And yet as true, when thou tellest me, that I would rather marry than lose this lady. And will she detest me for ever, thinkest thou, if I try her, and succeed not? -Take care-Take care, Jack! -Seest thou not, that thou warnest me, that I do not try, without resolving to conquer?
I must add, that I have for some time been convinced, that I have done wrong, to scribble to thee so freely as I have done (and the more so, if I make the Lady legally mine); for has not every letter I have written to thee, been a bill of indictment against myself? I may partly curse my vanity for it; and I think I will refrain for the future; for thou art really very impertinent.
A good man, I own, might urge many of the things thou urgest; but, by my soul, they come very aukwardly from thee. And thou must be sensible, that I can answer every tittle of what thou writest, upon the foot of the maxims we have long held and pursued. -By the specimen above, thou wilt see that I can.
And pr'ythee tell me, Jack, what but this that follows would have been the epitome of mine and my beloved's story, after ten years cohabitation; had I never written to thee upon the subject, and had I not been my own accuser?
'Robert Lovelace, a notorious woman-eater, makes his addresses in an honourable way to Miss Clarissa Harlowe; a young lady of the highest merit. -Fortunes on both sides out of the question.
'After encouragement given, he is insulted by her violent brother; who thinks it his interest to discountenance the match; and who at last challenging him, is obliged to take his worthless life at his hands.
'The family, as much enraged, as if he had taken the life he gave, insult him personally, and find out an odious lover for the young lady.
'To avoid a forced marriage, she is prevailed upon to throw herself into Mr. Lovelace's protection.
'Yet, disclaiming any passion for him, she repeatedly offers to renounce him for ever, if, on that condition, her relations will receive her, and free her from the address of the hated lover.
'Mr. Lovelace, a man of strong passions, and, as some say, of great pride, thinks himself under very little obligation to her on this account; and not being naturally fond of marriage, and having so much reason to hate her relations, endeavours to prevail upon her to live with him, what he calls the life of honour: And at last, by stratagem, art, and contrivance, prevails.
'He resolves never to marry any other woman: Takes a pride to have her called by his name: A Church rite all the difference between them: Treats her with deserved tenderness. Nobody questions their marriage but these proud relations of hers whom he wishes to question it. Every year a charming boy. Fortunes to support the increasing family with splendor-A tender father. Always a warm friend; a generous landlord, and a punctual paymaster -Now-and-then, however, perhaps, indulging with a new object, in order to bring him back with greater delight to his charming Clarissa- His only fault Love of the Sex-Which nevertheless, the women say, will cure itself-Defensible thus far, that he breaks no contracts by his roveings-'
And what is there so very greatly amiss, as the world goes, in all this?-
Let me aver, that there are thousands and ten thousands, who have worse stories to tell than this would appear to be, had I not interested thee in the progress to my great end. And besides, thou knowest that the character I gave myself to Joseph Leman, as to my treatment of my mistresses, is pretty near the truth.
Were I to be as much in earnest in my defence, as thou art warm in my arraignment, I could convince thee, by other arguments, observations, and comparisons [Is not all human good and evil comparative?] that tho' from my ingenuous temper (writing only to thee, who art master of every secret of my heart) I am so ready to accuse myself in my narrations; yet I have something to say for myself to myself, as I go along; tho' no one else, perhaps, that was not a rake, would allow any weight to it. - And this caution might I give to thousands, who would stoop for a stone to throw at me: 'See that your own predominant passions, whatever they be, hurry you not into as much wickedness, as mine do me. -See, if ye happen to be better than me, in some things, that ye are not worse in others; and in points too, that may be of more extensive bad consequence, than that of seducing a girl (and taking care of her afterwards), who from her cradle is armed with cautions against the delusions of men.' And yet I am not so partial to my own faults, as to think lightly of that, when I allow myself to think.
Another grave thing will I add, now my hand's in: 'So dearly do I love the sex, that had I found, that a character for virtue had been generally necessary to recommend me to them, I should have had a much greater regard to my morals, as to the sex, than I have had.'
To sum up all-I am sufficiently apprized, that men of worthy and honest hearts, who never allowed themselves in premeditated evil, and who take into the account the excellencies of this fine creature, will, and must, not only condemn, but abhor me, were they to know as much of me as thou dost. -But, methinks, I would be glad to escape the censure of those men, and of those women too, who have never known what capital trials and temptations are; who have no genius for enterprize; and most particularly of those, who have only kept their secret better than I have kept, or wished to keep, mine.
I Threatened above to refrain writing to thee. But take it not to heart, Jack-I must write on, and cannot help it.

### v4 LETTER XLIX.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Wednesday Night, 11 o'Clock.
Faith, Jack, thou hadst half undone me with thy nonsense, tho' I would not own it in my yesterday's letter; my conscience of thy party before. But I think I am my own man again.
So near to execution my plot! So near springing my mine! All agreed upon between the women and me, or I believe thou hadst overthrown me.
I have time for a few lines preparative to what is to happen in an hour or two; and I love to write to the moment.-
We have been extremely happy. How many agreeable days have we known together! What may the next two hours produce!-
When I parted with my charmer (which I did with infinite reluctance, half an hour ago), it was upon her promise, that she would not sit up to write or read. For so engaging was the conversation to me (and, indeed, my behaviour throughout the whole of it, was confessedly agreeable to her), that I insisted, if she did not directly retire to rest, that she should add another happy hour to the former.
To have sat up writing or reading half the night, as she sometimes does, would have frustrated my view, as thou wilt observe, when my little plot unravels.
What-What-What now!-bounding villain! wouldst thou choak me!-
I was speaking to my heart, Jack! -It was then at my throat. -And what is all this for? -These shy ladies, how, when a man thinks himself near the mark, do they tempest him!-
Is all ready, Dorcas? Has my beloved kept her word with me? -Whether are these billowy heavings owing more to Love or to Fear? I cannot tell for the soul of me, which I have most of. If I can but take her before her apprehension, before her eloquence, is awake-
Limbs, why thus convulsed! -Knees, till now so firmly knit, why thus relaxed? Why beat ye thus together? Will not these trembling fingers which twice have refused to direct the pen, and thus curvedly deform the paper, fail me in the arduous moment?
Once again, Why and for what all these convulsions? This project is not to end in matrimony surely!
But the consequences must be greater than I had thought of till this moment-My beloved's destiny or my own may depend upon the issue of the two next hours!-
I will recede, I think!-
Soft, O virgin saint, and safe as soft, be thy slumbers!-
I will now once more turn to my friend Belford's letter. Thou shalt have fair play, my charmer. I'll re-peruse what thy advocate has to say for thee. Weak arguments will do, in the frame I am in!-
But, what's the matter! -What's the master! - What a double -But the uproar abates! -What a double coward am I? -Or is it that I am taken in a cowardly minute? for heroes have their fits of fear; cowards their brave moments: And virtuous ladies, all but my Clarissa, their moment critical-
But thus coolly enjoying thy reflections in a hurricane! -Again the confusion's renew'd!-
What! Where! -How came it!-
Is my beloved safe!-
O wake not too roughly my beloved!-

### v4 LETTER L.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Thursday morning, Five o'clock (June 8.)
Now is my reformation secur'd; for I never shall love any other woman! -O she is all variety! She must be ever new to me! - Imagination cannot form; much less can the pencil paint; nor can the soul of painting, poetry, describe an angel so exquisitely, so elegantly lovely! -But I will not by anticipation pacify thy impatience. Altho' the subject is too hallowed for profane contemplation; yet shalt thou have the whole before thee as it passed: And this not from a spirit wantoning in description upon so rich a subject; but with a design to put a bound to thy roving thoughts. -It will be iniquity greater than a Lovelace ever was guilty of, to carry them farther than I shall acknowledge.
Thus then, connecting my last with the present, I lead to it.
Didst thou not, by the conclusion of my former, perceive the consternation I was in, just as I was about to re-peruse thy letter, in order to prevail upon myself to recede from my purpose of awaking in terrors my slumbering charmer? And what dost thou think was the matter?
I'll tell thee-
At a little after two, when the whole house was still, or seem'd to be so, and, as it proved, my Clarissa abed, and fast asleep; I also in a manner undressed, for an hour before, and in my gown and slippers, tho', to oblige thee, writing on;-I was alarm'd by a trampling noise over head, and a confused buz of mix'd voices, some louder than others, like scolding, and little short of screaming, all raised to vocatives, as in a fright: And while I was wondering what could be the matter, down stairs ran Dorcas, and at my door, in an accent rather frightedly and hoarsly inward, than shrilly clamorous, cried out Fire! Fire! And this the more alarmed me, as she seem'd to endeavour to cry out louder, but could not.
My pen (its last scrawl a benediction on my beloved) dropt from my fingers; and up started I; and making but three steps to the door, open'd it, and cry'd Where! Where! almost as much terrify'd as the wench. While she, more than half-undrest, her petticoats in her hand, unable to speak distinctly, pointed up stairs.
I was there in a moment, and found all owing to the carelessness of Mrs. Sinclair's cook-maid, who, having sat up to read the simple history of Dorastus and Faunia, when she should have been in bed, had set fire to an old pair of callicoe window-curtains.
She had had the presence of mind, in her fright, to tear down the half-burnt vallens, as well as curtains, and had got them, tho' blazing, into the chimney, by the time I came up; so that I had the satisfaction to find the danger happily over.
Mean time Dorcas, after she had directed me up stairs, not knowing the worst was over, and expecting every minute the house would be in a blaze, out of tender regard for her lady [I shall for ever love the wench for it] ran to her door, and rapping loudly at it, in a recovered voice, cry'd out, with a shrilness equal to her love, Fire! Fire! -The house is on fire! -Rise, Madam! -This instant rise-if you would not be burnt in your bed!
No sooner had she made this dreadful outcry, but I heard her lady's door, with hasty violence, unbar, unbolt, unlock, and open, and my charmer's voice sounding like that of one going into a fit.
You may believe how much I was affected. I trembled with concern for her, and hastened down faster than the alarm of fire had made me run up, in order to satisfy her, that all the danger was over.
When I had flown down to her chamber-door, there I beheld the charmingest creature in the world, supporting herself on the arm of the gasping Dorcas, sighing, trembling, and ready to faint, with nothing on but an under-petticoat, her lovely bosom half-open, and her feet just slipt into her shoes. As soon as she saw me, she panted, and struggled to speak; but could only say, Oh, Mr. Lovelace! and down was ready to sink.
I clasped her in my arms with an ardor she never felt before: My dearest life! fear nothing: I have been up-The danger is over-The fire is got under -And how (foolish devil! to Dorcas) could you thus, by your hideous yell, alarm and frighten my angel!
Oh Jack! how her sweet bosom, as I clasp'd her to mine, heav'd and panted! I could even distinguish her dear heart flutter, flutter, flutter, against mine; and for a few minutes, I fear'd she would go into fits.
Lest the half-lifeless charmer should catch cold in this undress, I lifted her to her bed, and sat down by her upon the side of it, endeavouring with the utmost tenderness, as well of action as expression, to dissipate her terrors.
But what did I get by this my generous care of her, and by my successful endeavour to bring her to herself? -Nothing, ungrateful as she was! but the most passionate exclamations: For we had both already forgot the occasion, dreadful as it was, which had thrown her into my arms; I, from the joy of incircling the almost disrobed body of the loveliest of her sex; she, from the greater terrors that arose from finding herself in my arms, and both seated on the bed, from which she had been so lately frighted.
And now, Belford, reflect upon the distance the watchful charmer had hitherto kept me at. Reflect upon my love, and upon my sufferings for her: Reflect upon her vigilance, and how long I had lain in wait to elude it; the awe I had stood in, because of her frozen virtue and over-niceness; and that I never before was so happy with her; and then think how ungovernable must be my transports in those happy moments! -And yet, in my own account, I was both decent and generous. The following lines, alter'd to the first person, come nearest of any I can recollect, to the rapturous occasion:
Bowing, I kneel'd, and her forc'd hand I press'd,
With sweet compulsion, to my beating breast;
O'er it, in ecstasy, my lips bent low,
And tides of sighs 'twixt her grasp'd fingers flow.
High beat my hurry'd pulse, at each fierce kiss,
And ev'ry burning sinew ak'd with bliss.
But, far from being affected by an address so fervent (although from a man she had so lately owned a regard for, and with whom, but an hour or two before, she had parted with so much satisfaction), that I never saw a bitterer, or more moving grief, when she came fully to herself.
She appealed to Heaven against my treachery, as she called it; while I, by the most solemn vows, pleaded my own equal fright, and the reality of the danger that had alarmed us both.
She conjur'd me, in the most solemn and affecting manner, by turns threatening and soothing, to quit her apartment, and permit her to hide herself from the light, and from every human eye.
I besought her pardon, yet could not avoid offending; and repeatedly vow'd, that the next morning's sun should witness our espousals: But taking, I suppose, all my protestations of this kind, as an indication, that I intended to proceed to the last extremity, she would hear nothing that I said; but, redoubling her struggles to get from me, in broken accents, and exclamations the most vehement, she protested, that she would not survive, what she called a treatment so disgraceful and villainous; and, looking all wildly round her, as if for some instrument of mischief, she espied a pair of sharp-pointed scissars on a chair by the bed-side, and endeavoured to catch them up, with design to make her words good on the spot.
Seeing her desperation, I begged her to be pacify'd; that she would hear me speak but one word, declaring that I intended no dishonour to her: And having seized the scissars, I threw them into the chimney; and she still insisting vehemently upon my distance, I permitted her to take the chair.
But, O the sweet discomposure! -Her bared shoulders and arms, so inimitably fair and lovely: Her spread hands crossed over her charming neck; yet not half concealing its glossy beauties: The scanty coat, as she rose from me, giving the whole of her admirable shape, and fine-turn'd limbs: Her eyes running-over, yet seeming to threaten future vengeance: And at last her lips uttering what every indignant look, and glowing feature, portended; exclaiming as if I had done the worst I could do, and vowing never to forgive me; wilt thou wonder, that I could avoid resuming the incensed, the already too-much-provoked fair one?
I did; and clasped her once more to my bosom: But, considering the delicacy of her frame, her force was amazing, and shewed how much in earnest she was in her resentment; for it was with the utmost difficulty that I was able to hold her: Nor could I prevent her sliding through my arms, to fall upon her knees: Which she did at my feet: And there, in the anguish of her soul, her streaming eyes lifted up to my face with supplicating softness, hands folded, dishevelled hair; for her night head-dress having fallen off in her struggling, her charming tresses fell down in naturally shining ringlets, as if officious to conceal the dazling beauties of her neck and shoulders; her lovely bosom too heaving with sighs, and broken sobs, as if to aid her quivering lips, in pleading for her- In this manner, but when her grief gave way to her speech, in words pronounced with that emphatical propriety, which distinguishes this admirable creature in her elocution from all the women I ever heard speak; did she implore my compassion, and my honour.
'Consider me, dear Lovelace,' were her charming words! 'on my knees I beg you to consider me, as a poor creature who has no protector but you; who has no defence but your honour: By that Honour! By your Humanity! By all you have vow'd! I conjure you not to make me abhor myself! Not to make me vile in my own eyes!'
I mentioned the morrow as the happiest day of my life.
Tell me not of to-morrow; if indeed you mean me honourably, Now, This very instant NOW! you must shew it, and begone! You can never in a whole long life repair the evils you may NOW make me suffer!
Wicked wretch! -Insolent villain! -[Yes, she called me insolent villain, altho' so much in my power! And for what?-only for kissing (with passion indeed) her inimitable neck, her lips, her cheeks, her forehead, and her streaming eyes, as this assemblage of beauties offered itself at once to my ravished sight; she continuing kneeling at my feet, as I sat].
If I am a villain, Madam-And then my grasping but trembling hand-I hope I did not hurt the tenderest and loveliest of all her beauties-If I am a villain, Madam-
She tore my ruffle, shrunk from my happy hand, with amazing force and agility, as with my other arm I would have incircled her waist.
Indeed you are! -The worst of villains! -Help! dear blessed people! and scream'd-No help for a poor creature!-
Am I then a villain, Madam? -Am I then a villain, say you?-and clasped both my arms about her, offering to raise her to my bounding heart.-
O no! -And yet you are! -And again I was her dear Lovelace! -Her hands again clasped over her charming bosom: -Kill me! Kill me! -If I am odious enough in your eyes, to deserve this treatment; and I will thank you! -Too long, much too long, has my life been a burden to me! -Or, wildly looking all around her, give me but the means, and I will instantly convince you, that my honour is dearer to me than my life!
Then, with still folded hands, and fresh-streaming eyes, I was her blessed Lovelace; and she would thank me with her latest breath, if I would permit her to make that preference, or free her from farther indignities.
I sat suspended for a moment: By my soul, thought I, thou art, upon full proof, an angel and no woman! Still, however, close clasping her to my bosom, as I had raised her from her knees, she again slid through my arms, and dropt upon them: -'See, Mr. Lovelace! -Good God! that I should live to see this hour, and to bear this treatment! -See, at your feet, a poor creature, imploring your pity, who, for your sake, is abandon'd of all the world! Let not my father's curse thus dreadfully operate! Be not you the inflicter, who have been the cause of it! But spare me! I beseech you spare me! -For how have I deserved this treatment from you? -For your own sake, if not for my sake, and as you would that God Almighty, in your last hour, should have mercy upon you, spare me!'-
What heart but must have been penetrated?
I would again have raised the dear suppliant from her knees; but she would not be raised, till my softened mind, she said, had yielded to her prayer, and bid her rise to be innocent.
Rise then, my angel, rise, and be what you are, and all you wish to be! Only pronounce me pardon'd for what has passed, and tell me, you will continue to look upon me with that eye of favour and serenity, which I have been blessed with for some days past, and I will submit to my beloved conqueress, whose power never was at so great an height with me, as now; and retire to my apartment.
God Almighty, said she, hear your prayers in your most arduous moments, as you have heard mine! And now leave me, this moment leave me, to my own recollection: In that you will leave me to misery enough, and more than you ought to wish to your bitterest enemy.
Impute not every thing, my best Beloved, to design; for design it was not-
O Mr. Lovelace!-
Upon my soul, Madam, the fire was real-(And so it was, Jack!) -The house might have been consumed by it, as you will be convinced in the morning by ocular demonstration.
O Mr. Lovelace!-
Let my passion for you, Madam, and the unexpected meeting of you at your chamber-door, in an attitude so charming-
Leave me, leave me, this moment! -I beseech you, leave me; looking wildly, and in confusion, now about her, and now upon herself.
Excuse me, dearest creature, for those liberties, which, innocent as they were, your too great delicacy may make you take amiss.
No more! No more! -Leave me, I beseech you! Again looking upon herself, and around her, in a sweet confusion. -Begone! Begone! -Then weeping, she struggled vehemently to withdraw her hands, which all the while I held between mine. -Her struggles! O what additional charms, as I now reflect, did her struggles give to every feature, every limb, of a person so sweetly elegant and lovely!
Impossible! my dearest life, till you pronounce my pardon! -Say but you forgive me! -Say you do!
I beseech you, begone! Leave me to myself, that I may think what I can do, and what I ought to do.
That, my dearest creature, is not enough. You must tell me, that I am forgiven; that you will see me to-morrow, as if nothing had happened.
And then, clasping her again in my arms, hoping she would not forgive me-
I will-I do forgive you-Wretch that you are!
Nay, my Clarissa! And is it such a reluctant pardon, mingled with a word so upbraiding, that I am to be put off with, when you are thus (clasping her close to me) in my power?
I do, I do forgive you!
Heartily?
Yes, heartily!
And freely?
Freely!
And will you look upon me to-morrow, as if nothing had passed?
Yes, yes!
I cannot take these peevish affirmatives, so much like intentional negatives! -Say you will, upon your honour!
Upon my honour, then-O now, begone! begone! and never-
What, never, my angel! -Is this forgiveness?
Never, said she, let what has passed be remembered more!
I insisted upon one kiss to seal my pardon-And retired like a fool, a woman's fool, as I was! -I sneakingly retired! -Couldst thou have believed it?
But I had no sooner enter'd my own apartment, than, reflecting upon the opportunity I had lost, and that all I had gained was but an increase of my own difficulties; and upon the ridicule I should meet with below, upon a weakness so much out of my usual character; I repented, and hasten'd back, in hope, that through the distress of mind which I left her in, she had not so soon fastened her door; and I was fully resolved to execute all my purposes, be the consequence what it would; for, thought I, I have already sinned beyond cordial forgiveness, I doubt; and if fits and desperation ensue, I can but marry at last, and then I shall make her amends.
But I was justly punish'd;-for her door was fast: And hearing her sigh and sob, as if her heart would burst, My beloved creature, said I, rapping gently, and her sobbings ceasing, I want but to say three words to you, which must be the most acceptable you ever heard from me. Let me see you but for one moment.
I thought I heard her coming to open the door, and my heart leapt in that hope; but it was only to draw another bolt, to make it still the faster, and she either could not, or would not, answer me, but retired to the further end of her apartment, to her closet, probably: And more like a fool than before, again I sneaked away.
This was my mine, my plot! -And this was all I made of it!
I love her more than ever! -And well I may! - Never saw I such polished ivory as her arms and shoulders seemed to be; never touched I velvet so soft as her skin: Then such an elegance! O Belford, she is all perfection! Her pretty foot, in her struggling, losing her shoe, but just slipped on, as I told thee, equally white and delicate as the hand of any other lady, or even as her own hand!
But seest thou not, that I have a claim of merit for a grace that every-body hitherto had denied me? And that is, for a capacity of being moved by prayers and tears: Where, where, on this occasion, was the callus, where the flint, that my heart was said to be surrounded by?
This, indeed, is the first instance, in the like case, that ever I was wrought upon. But why? Because I never before encountered a resistance so much in earnest: A resistance, in short, so irresistible.
What a triumph has her sex obtained in my thoughts by this trial, and this resistance!
But if she can now forgive me-Can! -She must. Has she not upon her honour already done it? -But how will the dear creature keep that part of her promise, which engages her to see me in the morning, as if nothing had happened?
She would give the world, I fancy, to have the first interview over! -She had not best reproach me: - Yet not to reproach me! -What a charming puzzle! Let her break her word with me at her peril. Fly me she cannot: No appeals lie from my tribunal. - What friend has she in the world, if my compassion exert not itself in her favour? -And then the worthy Captain Tomlinson, and her Uncle Harlowe, will be able to make all up for me, be my next offence what it will.
As to thy apprehensions of her committing any rashness upon herself, whatever she might have done in her passion, if she could have seized upon her scissars, or found any other weapon, I dare say, there is no fear of that from her deliberate mind. A man has trouble enough with these truly pious, and truly virtuous girls [Now I believe there are such]; he had need to have some benefit from, some security in, the rectitude of their minds.
In short, I fear nothing in this lady but grief; yet that's a slow worker, you know; and gives time to pop in a little joy between its sullen fits.

### v4 LETTER LI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Thursday morning, Eight o'clock.
Her chamber-door has not yet been opened. I must not expect she will breakfast with me: Nor dine with me, I doubt. A little silly soul, what troubles does she make to herself by her over-niceness! -All I have done to her, would have been looked upon as a frolick only, a romping-bout, and laughed off by nine parts in ten of the sex accordingly. The more she makes of it, the more painful to herself, as well as to me.
Why now, Jack, were it not better, upon her own notions, that she seemed not so sensible, as she will make herself to be, if she is very angry?
But perhaps I am more afraid than I need. I believe I am. From her over-niceness arises my fear, more than from any extraordinary reason for resentment. Next time, she may count herself very happy, if she come off no worse.
The dear creature was so frighten'd, and so fatigued last night, no wonder she lies it out this morning.
I hope she has had more rest than I have had: Soft and balmy, I hope, have been her slumbers, that she may meet me in tolerable temper. All sweetly blushing and confounded-I know how she will look! -But why should she, the sufferer, be ashamed, when I, the trespasser, am not?
But custom is a prodigious thing. The ladies are told how much their blushes heighten their graces: They practise for them therefore: Blushes come as readily when they call them, as their tears: Ay, that's it! While we men, taking blushes for a sign of guilt or sheepishness, are equally studious to suppress them.
By my troth, Jack, I am half as much ashamed to see the women below, as my fair one can be to see me. I have not yet open'd my door, that I may not be obtruded upon by them.
After all, what devils may one make of the Sex! To what a height of-What shall I call it?-must those of it be arrived, who once loved a man with so much distinction, as both Polly and Sally loved me, and yet can have got so much above the pangs of jealousy, so much above the mortifying reflections that arise from dividing and sharing with new objects, the affections of him they prefer to all others, as to wish for, and promote a competitorship in his love, and make their supreme delight consist in reducing others to their level! -For thou canst not imagine, how even Sally Martin rejoiced last night in the thought that the lady's hour was approaching.
Past Ten o'clock.
I never long'd in my life for any thing with so much impatience, as to see my charmer. She has been stirring, it seems, these two hours.
Dorcas just now tapp'd at her door, to take her morning commands.
She had none for her, was the answer.
She desired to know, If she would not breakfast?
A sullen and low-voiced negative she received.
I will go myself.
Three different times tapp'd I at the door, but had no answer.
Permit me, dearest creature, to inquire after your health. As you have not been seen to-day, I am impatient to know how you do.
Not a word of answer; but a deep sigh, even to sobbing.
Let me beg of you, Madam, to accompany me up another pair of stairs-You'll rejoice to see what a happy escape we have all had.
A happy escape indeed, Jack! -For the fire had scorched the window-board, sindged the hangings, and burnt through the slit-deal lining of the window-jambs.
No answer, Madam! -Am I not worthy of one word? -Is it thus you keep your promise with me? - Shall I not have the favour of your company for two minutes, only for two minutes, in the dining-room?
Hem! -And a deep sigh!-was all the answer.
Answer me, but how you do! Answer me but that you are well! -Is this the forgiveness that was the condition of my obedience?
Then, in a faintish but angry voice, Begone from my door! -Wretch, inhuman, barbarous, and all that's base and treacherous! -Begone from my door! Nor teaze thus a poor creature, intitled to protection, not outrage.
Well, Madam, I see how you keep your word with me! -If a sudden impulse, the effects of an unthought-of accident, cannot be forgiven-
O the dreadful weight of a father's curse, thus in the letter of it, so likely to be fulfilled!
And then her voice dying away into inarticulate murmurs, I looked through the key-hole, and saw her on her knees, her face, tho' not towards me, lifted up, as well as hands, and these folded, deprecating, I suppose, that gloomy tyrant's curse.
I could not help being moved.
My dearest life! admit me to your presence, but for two minutes, and confirm your promised pardon; and may lightning blast me on the spot, if I offer any thing but my penitence, at a shrine so sacred! -I will afterwards leave you for the whole day; and till to-morrow morning; then to attend, with writings, all ready to sign, a licence obtained, or, if it cannot, a minister without one. This once believe me. When you see the reality of the danger, that gave occasion for this your unhappy resentment, you will think less hardly of me. And let me beseech you to perform a promise, on which I made a reliance not altogether ungenerous.
I cannot see you! Would to heaven I never had! If I write, that's all I can do.
Let your writing then, my dearest life, confirm your promise. And I will withdraw in expectation of it.
Past Eleven o'clock.
Just now she rung her bell for Dorcas; and, with her door in her hand, only half-open'd, gave her a billet for me.
How did the dear creature look, Dorcas?
She was dressed. Turned her face quite from me. Sigh'd, as if her heart would break.
Sweet creature! -I kissed the wet wafer, and drew it from the paper with my breath.
These are the contents. -No inscriptive Sir! No Mr. Lovelace!
I cannot see you: Nor will I, if I can help it. Words cannot express the anguish of my soul on your baseness and ingratitude.
If the circumstances of things are such, that I can have no way for reconciliation with those who would have been my natural protectors from such outrages, but through you (the only inducement I can have to stay a moment longer in your knowledge), pen and ink must be, at present, the only means of communication between us.
Vilest of men! and most detestable of plotters! how have I deserved from you the shocking indignities -But no more-Only for your own sake, wish not, at least for a week to come, to see
The undeservedly injured and insulted,
Clarissa Harlowe.
So thou seest, nothing could have stood me in stead, but this plot of Tomlinson and her Uncle: To what a pretty pass, nevertheless, have I brought myself! - Had Caesar been such a fool, he had never passed the Rubicon. But, after he had passed it, had he retreated, re infecta, intimidated by a senatorial edict, what a pretty figure would he have made in history! -I might have known, that to attempt a robbery, and put a person in bodily fear, is as punishable as if the robbery had been actually committed.
But not to see her for a week! -Dear pretty soul! how she anticipates me in every thing! The counsellor will have finished the writings, ready to sign, today, or to-morrow, at furthest: The licence with the parson, or the parson without the licence, must be also procured within the next four-and-twenty hours: Pritchard is as good as ready with his indentures tripartite: Tomlinson is at hand, with a favourable answer from her Uncle-Yet not to see her for a week! -Dear sweet soul! -Her good angel is gone a journey: Is truanting at least. But nevertheless, in thy week's time, and much less, my charmer, I doubt not to have completed my triumph!
But what vexes me of all things, is, that such an excellent creature should break her word. -Fie, fie, upon her! -But nobody is absolutely perfect! 'Tis human to err, but not to persevere -I hope my charmer cannot be inhuman!

### v4 LETTER LII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
King's-Arms, Pallmall, Thursday Two o'clock.
Several billets passed between us before I went out, by the internuncioship of Dorcas: For which reason mine are superscribed by her married name. - She would not open her door to receive them; lest I should be near it, I suppose: So Dorcas was forced to put them under the door (after copying them for thee); and thence to take the answer. Read them, if thou wilt, at this place.
To Mrs. Lovelace.
Indeed, my dearest life, you carry this matter too far. What will the people below, who suppose us one as to the ceremony, think of so great a niceness? Liberties so innocent; the occasion so accidental! -You will expose yourself as well as me. - Hitherto they know nothing of what has passed. And what, indeed, has passed, to occasion all this resentment? -I am sure, you will not, by a breach of your word of honour, give me reason to conclude, that, had I not obeyed you, I could have fared no worse.
Most sincerely do I repent the offence given to your delicacy-But must I, for so accidental an occurrence, be branded by such shocking names? Vilest of men, and most detestable of plotters, are hard words! -From such a Lady's pen too.
If you step up another pair of stairs, you'll be convinced, that, however detestable to you, I am no plotter in this affair.
I must insist upon seeing you, in order to take your directions upon some of the subjects that we talked of yesterday in the evening.
All that's more than necessary is too much. I claim your promised pardon, and wish to plead it on my knees.
I beg your presence in the dining-room for one quarter of an hour, and I will then leave you for the day. I am, my dearest life,
Your ever-adoring and truly penitent,
Lovelace.
To Mr. Lovelace.
I will not see you. I cannot see you. I have no directions to give you. Let Providence decide for me as it pleases.
The more I reflect upon your vileness, your ingraful, your barbarous vileness, the more I am exasperated against you.
You are the last person, whose judgment I would take upon what is or is not carried too far, in matters of decency.
'Tis grievous to me to write, or even to think of you at present. Urge me no more then. Once more, I will not see you. Not care I, now you have made me vile to myself, what other people think of me.
To Mrs. Lovelace.
Again, Madam, I remind you of your promise: And beg leave to say, I insist upon the performance of it.
Remember, dearest creature, that the fault of a blameable person cannot warrant a fault in one more perfect. Over niceness may be under-niceness!
I cannot reproach myself with any thing that deserves this high resentment.
I own that the violence of my passion for you might have carried me beyond fit bounds: -But that your commands and adjurations had such a power over me, at such a moment, I humbly presume to say, deserves some consideration.
You injoin me not to see you for a week. If I have not your pardon before Captain Tomlinson comes to town, what shall I say to him?
I beg once more your presence in the dining-room. By my soul, Madam, I must see you.
I want to consult you about the licence, and other particulars of great importance. The people below think us married; and I cannot talk to you, the door between us, upon such subjects.
For heaven's sake, favour me with your presence for a few minutes: And I will leave you for the day.
If I am to be forgiven, according to your promise, the earliest forgiveness must be the least painful to yourself, as well as to
Your truly contrite and afflicted,
Lovelace.
To Mr.Lovelace.
The more you teaze me, the worse will it be for you.
Time is wanted to consider whether I ever should think of you at all. At present, it is my sincere wish, that I may never more see your face.
All that can afford you the least shadow of favour from me, arises from the hoped-for reconciliation with my real, not my Judas -protector.
I am careless at present of consequences. I hate myself: And who is it I have reason to value? -Not the man who could form a plot to disgrace his own hopes, as well as a poor friendless creature (made friendless by himself), by outrages not to be thought of with patience.
To Mrs. Lovelace.
Madam,
I will go to the Commons, and proceed in every particular, as if I had not the misfortune to be under your displeasure.
I must insist upon it, that however faulty my passion, on so unexpected an incident, made me appear to a lady of your delicacy, yet my compliance with your intreaties at such a moment, as it gave you an instance of your power over me, which few men could have shewn; ought, duly consider'd, to intitle me to the effects of that solemn promise which was the condition of my obedience.
I hope to find you in a kinder, and, I will say, juster disposition on my return. Whether I get the licence, or not, let me beg of you to make the Soon you have been pleased to bid me hope for, to-morrow morning. This will reconcile every thing, and make me the happiest of men.
The settlements are ready to sign, or will be by night.
For heaven's sake, Madam, do not carry your resentment into a displeasure so disproportionate to the offence. For that would be to expose us both to the people below; and, what is of infinite more consequence to us, to Captain Tomlinson. Let us be able, I beseech you, Madam, to assure him, on his next visit, that we are one.
As I have no hope to be permitted to dine with you, I shall not return till evening: And then, I presume to say, I expect (your promise authorizes me to use the word) to find you disposed to bless, by your consent for to-morrow,
Your adoring
Lovelace.
What pleasure did I propose to take, how to enjoy the sweet confusion I expected to find her in, while all was so recent! -But she must, she shall see me on my return. It were better for herself, as well as for me, that she had not made so much ado about nothing. I must keep my anger alive, lest it sink into compassion. Love and Compassion, be the provocation ever so great, are hard to be separated: While Anger converts what would be Pity without it, into Resentment. Nothing can be lovely in a man's eye, with which he is thoroughly displeased.
I ordered Dorcas, on putting the last billet under the door, and finding it taken up, to tell her, that I hoped an answer to it before I went out.
Her reply was verbal, Tell him that I care not whither he goes, nor what he does. -And this, re-urged by Dorcas, was all she had to say to me.
I looked thro' her keyhole at my going by her door, and saw her on her knees, at her bed's feet, her head and bosom on the bed, her arms extended [sweet creature!], and in an agony she seemed to be, sobbing, as I heard at that distance, as if her heart would break. -By my soul, Jack, I am a pity-ful fellow. Recollection is my enemy! -Divine excellence! -Happy for so many days together! -Now so unhappy! -And for what? -But she is purity itself. -And why, after all, should I thus torment- But I must not trust myself with myself, in the humour I am in.
Waiting here for Mowbray and Mallory, by whose aid I am to get the licence, I took papers out of my pocket, to divert myself; and thy last popt itself officiously the first into my hand. I gave it the honour of a re-perusal; and this revived the subject with me, which I had resolved not to trust myself with.
I remember, that the dear creature, in her torn answer to my proposals, says, That condescension is not meanness. She better knows how to make this out, than any mortal breathing. Condescension, indeed, implies dignity: And dignity ever was there in her condescension. Yet such a dignity, as gave grace to the condescension; for there was no pride, no insult, no apparent superiority, indicated by it. -This Miss Howe confirms to be a part of her general character.
I can tell her, how she might behave, to make me her own for ever. She knows she cannot fly me. She knows she must see me sooner or later; the sooner the more gracious. -I would allow her to resent (not because the liberties I took with her require resentment, were she not a Clarissa; but as it becomes her particular niceness to resent): But would she shew more Love than Abhorrence of me in her resentment; would she seem, if it were but to seem, to believe the fire no device, and all that followed merely accidental; and descend, upon it, to tender expostulation and upbraiding for the advantage I would have taken of her surprize; and would she, at last, be satisfied (as well she may), that it was attended with no further consequence; and place some generous confidence in my honour [Power loves to be trusted, Jack]; I think I would put an end to all her trials, and pay her my vows at the altar.
Yet, to have taken such bold steps, as with Tomlinson and her Uncle-To have made such a progress- O Belford, Belford, how have I puzzled myself, as well as her! -This cursed aversion to wedlock how has it intangled me! -What contradictions has it not made me guilty of!
How pleasing to myself, to look back upon the happy days I gave her; though mine would doubtless have been more unmixedly so, could I have determined to lay aside my contrivances, and to be as sincere all the time, as she deserved that I should be!
If I find this humour hold but till to-morrow morning [And it has now lasted two full hours, and I seem, methinks, to have pleasure in encouraging it], I will make thee a visit, I think, or get thee to come to me; and then will I consult thee upon it.
But she will not trust me. She will not confide in my honour. Doubt, in this case, is defiance. She loves me not well enough, to forgive me generously. She is so greatly above me! How can I forgive her for a merit so mortifying to my pride! She thinks, she knows, she has told me, that she is above me. These words are still in my ears, 'Begone, Lovelace! -My soul is above thee, man! -Thou hast a proud heart to contend with! -My soul is above thee, man!' Miss Howe thinks her above me too. Thou, even thou, my friend, my intimate friend and companion, art of the same opinion. I fear her as much as I love her. -How shall my pride bear these reflections? - My wife, (as I have so often said, because it so often recurs to my thoughts) to be so much my superior! - Myself to be considered but as the second person in my own family! -Canst thou teach me to bear such a reflection as this! -To tell me of my acquisition in her, and that she, with all her excellencies, will be mine in full property, is a mistake-It cannot be so- For shall I not be hers; and not my own? -Will not every act of her duty (as I cannot deserve it) be a condescension, and a triumph over me? -And must I owe it merely to her goodness, that she does not despise me? -To have her condescend to bear with my follies! -To wound me with an eye of pity! -A daughter of the Harlowes thus to excel the last, and, as I have heretofore said, not the meanest of the Lovelaces -Forbid it!-
Yet forbid it not-For do I not now-do I not every moment-see her before me all over charms, and elegance, and purity, as in the struggles of the past midnight? And in these struggles, heart, voice, eyes, hands, and sentiments, so greatly, so gloriously consistent with the character she has sustained from her cradle to the present hour?
But what advantages do I give thee?
Yet have I not always done her justice? Why then thy teazing impertinence?
However, I forgive thee, Jack-Since (so much generous love am I capable of!), I had rather all the world should condemn me, than that her character should suffer the least impeachment.
The dear creature herself once told me, that there was a strange mixture in my mind.
I have been called Devil, and Beelzebub, between the two proud beauties: I must indeed be a Beelzebub, if I had not some tolerable qualities.
But as Miss Howe says, her suffering-time is her shining-time. Hitherto she has done nothing but shine.
She called me villain, Belford, within these few hours. And what is the sum of the present argument; but that had I not been a villain in her sense of the word, she had not been so much an angel?
O Jack, Jack! This midnight attempt has made me mad; has utterly undone me! How can the dear creature say, I have made her vile in her own eyes, when her behaviour under such a surprize, and her resentment under such circumstances, have so greatly exalted her in mine?
Whence, however, this strange rhapsody? -Is it owing to my being here? That I am not at Sinclair's? But if there be infection in that house, how has my Beloved escaped it?
But no more in this strain! -I will see what her behaviour will be on my return-Yet already do I begin to apprehend some little sinkings, some little retrogradations; for I have just now a doubt arisen, whether, for her own sake, I should wish her to forgive me lightly, or with difficulty?
I am in a way to come at the wish'd-for licence.
I have now given every-thing between my Beloved and me a full consideration; and my puzzle is over. What has brought me to a speedier determination, is, that I think I have found out what she means by the week's distance she intends to hold me at: It is, that she may have time to write to Miss Howe, to put in motion that cursed scheme of hers, and to take measures upon it, which shall enable her to abandon and renounce me for ever. -Now, Jack, if I obtain not admission to her presence on my return; but am refused with haughtiness; if her week be insisted upon (such prospects before her); I shall be confirmed in my conjecture; and it will be plain to me, that weak at best was that Love, which could give place to punctilio, at a time that the all-reconciling ceremony (so she must think) waits her command: -Then will I recollect all her perversenesses; then will I re-peruse Miss Howe's letters, and the transcripts from others of them; and give way to my aversion to the life of shackles: And then shall she be mine in my own way.
But, after all, I am in hopes, that she will have better considered of every-thing by the evening. That her threat of a week's distance was thrown out in the heat of passion; and that she will allow, that I have as much cause to quarrel with her for breach of her word, as she has with me for breach of the peace.
These lines of Rowe have got into my head; and I shall repeat them very devoutly all the way the chairmen shall poppet me towards her by-and-by.
Teach me, some power, the happy art of speech,
To dress my purpose up in gracious words;
Such as may softly steal upon her soul,
And never waken the tempestuous passions.

### v4 LETTER LIII.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Thursday Evening, June 8.
O for a curse to kill with! -Ruin'd! Undone!
Outwitted, trick'd! -Zounds, man, the lady is gone off! -Absolutely gone off! -Escaped!-
Thou knowest not, nor canst conceive, the pangs that wring my heart! -What can I do! -O Lord, O Lord, O Lord!
And thou, too, who hast endeavoured to weaken my hands, wilt but clap thy dragon's wings at the tidings!-
Yet I must write, or I shall go distracted. Little less have I been these two hours; dispatching messengers to every stage; to every inn; to every waggon or coach, whether flying or creeping, and to every house with a bill up, for five miles round.
The little hypocrite, who knows not a soul in this town [I thought I was sure of her at any time], such an unexperienced traitress; giving me hope too, in her first billet, that her expectation of the family-reconciliation would with-hold her from taking such a step as this-Curse upon her contrivances! -I thought, that it was owing to her bashfulness, to her modesty, that, after a few innocent freedoms, she could not look me in the face; when, all the while, she was impudently [yes, I say impudently, though she be Clarissa Harlowe]; contriving to rob me of the dearest property I had ever purchased-Purchased by a painful servitude of many months; fighting through the wild beasts of her family for her, and combating with a wind-mill virtue, that hath cost me millions of perjuries only to attempt; and which now, with its damn'd air-fans, has tost me a mile and a half beyond hope! -And this, just as I had arrived within view of the consummation of all my wishes!
O Devil of Love! God of Love no more! -How have I deserved this of thee! -Never before the friend of frozen virtue! -Powerless daemon, for powerless thou must be, if thou meanedst not to play me booty; who shall henceforth kneel at thy altars! -May every enterprizing heart abhor, despise, execrate, renounce thee, as I do. -But what signifies cursing now!
How she could effect this her wicked escape, is my astonishment; the whole sisterhood having charge of her: -For, as yet, I have not had patience enough to inquire into the particulars, nor to let a soul of them approach me.
Of this I am sure, or I had not brought her hither. There is not a creature belonging to this house, that could be corrupted either by virtue or remorse: The highest joy every infernal nymph of this worse than infernal habitation, could have known, would have been to reduce this proud Beauty to her own level. - And as to my villain, who also had charge of her, he is such a season'd varlet, that he delights in mischief for the sake of it: No bribe could seduce him to betray his trust, were there but wickedness in it! -'Tis well, however, he was out of my way, when the cursed news was imparted to me! -Gone, the villain! in quest of her: Not to return, nor to see my face (so it seems he declared), till he has heard some tidings of her; and all the out-of-place varlets of his numerous acquaintance, are summoned and employed in the same business.
To what purpose brought I this angel [angel I must yet call her!] to this hellish house? -And was I not meditating, to do her deserved honour? By my soul, Belford, I was resolved-But thou knowest what I had conditionally resolved-And now, tho' I was determined so much in her favour, who can tell what hands she may have fallen into?
I am mad, stark mad, by Jupiter, at the thoughts of this! -Unprovided, destitute, unacquainted- some villain, worse than myself, who adores her not as I adore her, may have seized her, and taken advantage of her distress! -Let me perish, Belford, if a whole hecatomb of innocents, as the little plagues are called, shall atone for the broken promise and wicked artifices of this cruel creature.
Coming home with resolutions so favourable to her, judge thou of my distraction, when her escape was first hinted to me, although but in broken sentences. I knew not what I said, nor what I did; I wanted to kill somebody. I flew out of one room into another, while all avoided me but the veteran Betty Carberry, who broke the matter to me: I charged bribery and corruption, in my first fury, upon all; and threatened destruction to old and young, as they should come in my way.
Dorcas continues locked up from me: Sally and Polly have not yet dared to appear: The vile Sinclair-
But here comes the odious devil: She taps at the door, though that's only a-jar, whining and snuffling, to try, I suppose, to coax me into temper.
What a helpless state, where a man can only execrate himself and others; the occasion of his rage remaining; the evil increasing upon reflection; time itself conspiring to deepen it! -O how I cursed her!
I have her now, methinks, before me blubbering- How odious does sorrow make an ugly face! -Thine, Jack, and this old beldam's, in penitentials, instead of moving compassion, must evermore confirm hatred; while Beauty in tears, is beauty heighten'd, and what my heart has ever delighted to see.-
What excuse! -Confound you, and your cursed daughters, what excuse can you make! Is she not gone! -Has she not escaped! -But before I am quite distracted! before I commit half a hundred murders, let me hear how it was.
I have heard her story! -Art, damn'd, confounded, wicked, unpardonable Art, in a woman of her character-But shew me a woman, and I'll shew thee a plotter! -This plaguy sex is Art itself: Every individual of it is a plotter by nature.
This is the substance of the old wretch's account.
She told me, 'That I had no sooner left the vile house, than Dorcas acquainted the Syren' [Do, Jack, let me call her names! -I beseech thee, Jack, let me call her names!] 'than Dorcas acquainted her lady with it; and that I had left word, that I was gone to Doctors-Commons, and should be heard of for some hours at the Horn there, if inquired after by the counsellor, or any-body else: That afterwards I should be either at the Cocoa-Tree, or King's-Arms; and should not return till late. She then urged her to take some refreshment.
'She was in tears, when Dorcas approached her; her saucy eyes swelled with weeping: She refused either to eat or drink; sighed as if her heart would break.' False, devilish grief! not the humble, silent grief, that only deserves pity! -Contriving to ruin me, to despoil me of all that I held valuable, in the very midst of it!
'Nevertheless, being resolved not to see me for a week at least, she ordered her to bring her up three or four French rolls, with a little butter, and a decanter of water; telling her, she would dispense with her attendance; and that should be all she would live upon in the interim. So, artful creature! pretending to lay up for a week's siege.' -For, as to substantial food, she, no more than other angels- Angels, said I! -The devil take me, if she shall be any more an angel! -For she is odious in my eyes; and I hate her mortally!-
But oh! Lovelace, thou lyest! -She is all that is lovely! All that is excellent!-
But is she, can she, be gone! -O how Miss Howe will triumph! -But if that little Fury receive her, Fate shall make me rich amends; for then will I contrive to have them both.
I was looking back for connexion-but the devil take connexion; I have no business with it: The contrary best befits distraction, and that will soon be my lot!
'Dorcas consulted the old wretch about obeying her: O yes, by all means, for Mr. Lovelace knew how to come at her at any time; and directed a bottle of sherry to be added.
'This chearful compliance so obliged her, that she was prevailed upon to go up, and look at the damage done by the fire; and seemed not only shocked at it, but satisfied it was no trick, as she owned she had at first apprehended it to be. All this made them secure; and they laughed in their sleeves, to think what a childish way of shewing her resentment, she had found out; Sally throwing out her witticisms, that Mrs. Lovelace was right, however, not to quarrel with her bread and butter.'
Now this very childishness, as they thought it, in such a genius, would have made me suspect either her head, after what had happened the night before; or her intention, when the marriage was, so far as she knew, to be completed within the week she was resolved to secrete herself from me in the same house.
'She sent Will. with a letter to Wilson's, directed to Miss Howe, ordering him to inquire if there were not one for her there.
'He only pretended to go, and brought word there was none; and put her letter in his pocket for me.
'She then order'd him to carry another (which she gave him) to the Horn-Tavern to me. -All this done without any seeming hurry; yet she appeared to be very solemn; and put her handkerchief frequently to her eyes.
'Will. pretended to come to me, with this letter; but tho' the dog had the sagacity to mistrust something, on her sending him out a second time (and to me, whom she had refused to see); which he thought extraordinary; and mentioned his mistrusts to Sally, Polly, and Dorcas; yet they made light of his suspicions; Dorcas assuring them all, that her Lady seemed more stupid with her grief, than active; and that she really believed she was a little turned in her head, and knew not what she did. - But all of them depended upon her inexperience, her open temper, and upon her not making the least motion towards going out, or to have a coach or chair called, as sometimes she had done; and still more upon the preparations she had made for a week's siege, as I may call it.
'Will. went out, pretending to bring the letter to me; but quickly returned; his heart still misgiving him; on recollecting my frequent cautions, that he was not to judge for himself, when he had positive orders; but if any doubt occurred, from circumstances I could not foresee, literally to follow them, as the only way to avoid blame.
'But it must have been in this little interval, that she escaped; for soon after his return, they made fast the street-door and hatch, the mother and the two nymphs taking a little turn into the garden; Dorcas going up stairs, and Will. (to avoid being seen by his lady, or his voice heard) down into the kitchen.
'About half an hour after, Dorcas, who had planted herself where she could see her Lady's door open, had the curiosity to go to look through the key-hole, having a misgiving, as she said, that her Lady might offer some violence to herself, in the mood she had been in all day; and finding the key in the door, which was not very usual, she tapped at it three or four times, and having no answer, opened it, with Madam, Madam, did you call? -Supposing her in her closet.
'Having no answer, she stept forward, and was astonished to find her not there: She hastily ran into the dining-room, then into my apartments, searched every closet; dreading all the time to behold some sad catastrophe.
'Not finding her any-where, she ran down to the old creature, and her nymphs, with a Have you seen my Lady? -Then she's gone! -She's no-where above!
'They were sure she could not be gone out.
'The whole house was in an uproar in an instant; some running up stairs, some down, from the upper rooms to the lower; and all screaming, How should they look me in the face!
'Will. cried out, he was a dead man! He blamed them; They, him; and every one was an accuser, and an excuser at the same time.
'When they had searched the whole house, and every closet in it, ten times over, to no purpose: They took it into their heads to send to all the porters, chairmen, and hackney coachmen, that had been near the house for two hours past, to inquire if any of them saw Such a young Lady; describing her.
'This brought them some light: The only dawning for hope, that I can have, and which keeps me from absolute despair. One of the chairmen gave them this account: That he saw such a one come out of the house a little before four (in a great hurry, and as if frighted), with a little parcel tied up in a handkerchief, in her hand: That he took notice to his fellow, who plied her, without her answering, that she was a fine young lady: That he'd warrant, she had either a bad husband, or very cross parents; for that her eyes seemed swelled with crying. Upon which, a third fellow replied, That it might be a Doe escaped from Mother Damnable's park. This Mrs. Sinclair told me with a curse, and a wish, that she knew the saucy villain: -She thought, truly, that she had a better reputation; so handsomely as she lived, and so justly as she paid every-body for what she bought; her house visited by the best and civillest of gentlemen; and no noise or brawls ever heard, or known in it!
'From these appearances, the fellow who gave this information, had the curiosity to follow her, unperceived. She often looked back. Every-body who passed her, turned to look after her; passing their verdicts upon her tears, her hurry, and her charming person; till coming to a stand of coaches, a coachman plied her; was accepted; alighted, opened the coach-door in a hurry, seeing her hurry; and in it she stumbled for haste; and the fellow believed, hurt her shins with the stumble.'
The devil take me, Belford, if my generous heart is not moved for her, notwithstanding her wicked deceit, to think what must be her reflections and apprehensions at the time! -A mind so delicate, heeding no censures; yet, probably, afraid of being laid hold of by a Lovelace in every-one she saw! At the same time, not knowing to what dangers she was going to expose herself; nor of whom she could obtain shelter; a stranger to the town, and to all its ways; the afternoon noon far gone; but little money; and no cloaths but those she had on.
It is impossible, in this little interval since last night, that Miss Howe's Townsend could be co-operating.
But how she must abhor me, to run all these risques; how heartily must she detest me, for my freedoms of last night! O that she had had greater reason for a resentment so violent! -As to her Virtue, I am too much enraged to give her the merit due to that: To Virtue it cannot be owing, that she should fly from the charming prospects that were before her: But to Malice, Hatred, Contempt, Harlowe-Pride, the worst of Pride, and to all the deadly passions that ever reigned in a female breast. -And if I can but recover her- But be still, be calm, be hushed, my stormy passions; for is it not Clarissa (Harlowe must I say?), that thus I rave against?
'The fellow heard her say, Drive fast! Very fast! Where, Madam? -To Holborn Bars, answered she; repeating, Drive very fast! -And up she pulled both the windows: And he lost sight of the coach in a minute.
'Will. as soon as he had this intelligence, speeded away in hopes to trace her out; declaring, that he would never think of seeing me, till he had heard some tidings of his lady.'
And now, Belford, all my hope is, that this fellow (who attended us in our airing to Hampstead, to Highgate, to Muzzlehill, to Kentish-Town) will hear of her at some one or other of those places. - And on this I the rather build, as I remember, she was once, after our return, very inquisitive about the stages, and their prices; praising the conveniency to passengers in their going off every hour; and this in Will's hearing, who was then in attendance. Woe be to the villain, if he recollect not this!
I have been traversing her room, meditating, or taking up every-thing she but touched or used: The glass she dressed at, I was ready to break, for not giving me the personal image it was wont to reflect, of her, whose idea is for ever present with me. I call for her, now in the tenderest, now in the most reproachful terms, as if within hearing: Wanting her, I want my own soul, at least every-thing dear to it. What a void in my heart! what a chilness in my blood, as if its circulation were arrested! From her room to my own; in the dining-room, and in and out of every place where I have seen the beloved of my heart, do I hurry; in none can I tarry; her lovely image in everyone, in some lively attitude, rushing cruelly upon me, in differently remembered conversations.
But when in my first fury, at my return, I went up two pair of stairs, resolved to find the locked-up Dorcas, and beheld the vainly-burnt window-board, and recollected my baffled contrivances, baffled by my own weak folly, I thought my distraction completed, and down I ran as one frighted at a spectre, ready to howl for vexation; my head and my temples shooting with a violence I had never felt before; and my back aching as if the vertebrae were disjointed, and falling in pieces.
But now that I have heard the mother's story, and contemplated the dawning hopes given by the chairman's information, I am a good deal easier, and can make cooler reflections. Most heartily pray I for Will.'s success, every four or five minutes. If I lose her, all my rage will return with redoubled fury. The disgrace to be thus outwitted by a novice, an infant, in stratagem and contrivance, added to the violence of my passion for her, will either break my heart, or (what saves many a heart in evils insupportable) turn my brain. What had I to do to go out a licence-hunting, at least till I had seen her, and made up. matters with her? And indeed, were it not the privilege of a principal to lay all his own faults upon his underlings, and never be to blame himself, I should be apt to reflect, that I am more in fault than anybody. And as the sting of this reflection will sharpen upon me if I recover her not, how shall I be able to bear it?
If ever-
Here Mr. Lovelace lays himself under a curse, too shocking to be repeated, if he revenge not himself upon the Lady, should he once more get her into his hands.
I have just now dismissed the sniveling toad Dorcas, who was introduced to me for my pardon by the whining mother. I gave her a kind of negative and ungracious forgiveness. -Yet I shall as violently curse the two nymphs, by-and-by, for the consequences of my own folly: And this will be a good way too, to prevent their ridicule upon me, for losing so glorious an opportunity as I had last night, or rather this morning.
I have collected, from the result of the inquiries made of the chairman, and from Dorcas's observations before the cruel creature escaped, a description of her dress; and am resolved, if I cannot otherwise hear of her, to advertise her in the Gazette, as an eloped wife, both by her maiden and acknowleged name; for her elopement will soon be known by every Enemy, why then should not my Friends be made acquainted with it, from whose inquiries and informations I may expect some tidings of her?
She had on a brown lustring night-gown, fresh, and looking like new, as every thing she wears does, whether new or not, from an elegance natural to her. A beaver hat, a black ribband about her neck, and blue knots on her breast. A quilted petticoat of carnation nation coloured satten; a rose diamond ring, supposed on her finger; and in her whole person and appearance, as I shall express it, a dignity, as well as beauty, that commands the repeated attention of every-one who sees her.
The description of her person, I shall take a little more pains about. My mind must be more at ease, before I can undertake that. And I shall threaten, that if, after a certain period given for her voluntary return, she be not heard of, I will prosecute any person, who presumes to entertain, harbour, abett, or encourage her, with all the vengeance that an injur'd gentleman and husband may be warranted to take by Law, or otherwise.
Fresh cause of aggravation! -But for this scribling vein, or I should still run mad!
Again going into her chamber, because it was hers, and sighing over the bed, and every piece of furniture in it, I cast my eye towards the drawers of the dressing-glass, and saw peep out, as it were, in one of the half-drawn drawers, the corner of a letter. I snatched it out, and found it superscribed by her, To Mr. Lovelace. The sight of it made my heart leap, and I trembled so, that I could hardly open the seal.
How does this damn'd Love unman me! -But nobody ever loved as I love! -It is even increased by her unworthy flight, and my disappointment. Ingrateful creature, to fly from a passion thus ardently flaming! which, like the palm, rises the more for being depressed and slighted!
I will not give thee a copy of this letter. I owe her not so much service.
But wouldst thou think, that this haughty promise-breaker could resolve, as she does, absolutely and for ever to renounce me for what passed last night? That she could resolve to forego all her opening prospects of reconciliation; that reconciliation with a worthless family, on which she had set her whole heart? -Yet she does! -She acquits me of all obligation to her, and herself of all expectations from me! -And for what? -O that indeed I had given her real cause! Damn'd confounded Niceness, Prudery, Affectation, or pretty Ignorance, if not Affectation! -By my soul, Belford, I told thee all-I was more indebted to her struggles, than to my own forwardness. I cannot support my own reflections upon a decency so ill-requited. -She could not, she would not have been so much a Harlowe in her resentment had I deserved, as I ought to have done, her resentment. All she feared, had then been over, and her own good-sense, and even modesty, would have taught her to make the best of it.
But if ever again I get her into my hands, Art and more Art, and Compulsion too, if she make it necessary [and 'tis plain that nothing else will do], shall she experience from the man whose fear of her has been above even his passion for her; and whose gentleness and forbearance she has thus perfidiously triumphed over. Well says the Poet,
'Tis nobler like a lion to invade
When appetite directs, and seize my prey,
Than to wait tamely, like a begging dog,
Till dull consent throws out the scraps of love.
Thou knowest what I have so lately vowed-And yet, at times [cruel creature, and ingrateful as cruel!]. I can subscribe with too much truth to those lines of another Poet:
She reigns more fully in my soul than ever;
She garisons my breast, and mans against me
Ev'n my own rebel thoughts, with thousand graces,
Ten thousand charms, and new-discover'd beauties!

### v4 LETTER LIV.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
A letter is put into my hands by Wilson himself-
Such a letter!-
A letter from Miss Howe to her cruel friend!-
I made no scruple to open it.
It is a miracle, that I fell not into fits at the reading of it; and at the thought of what might have been the consequence, had it come to the hands of this Clarissa Harlowe. Let my justly-excited rage excuse my irreverence.
Collins, tho' not his day, brought it this afternoon to Wilson's, with a particular desire, that it might be sent with all speed to Miss Beaumont's lodgings, and given, if possible, into her own hands. He had before been here (at Mrs. Sinclair's), with intent to deliver it to her himself; but was told [too truly told!], that she was abroad; but that they would give her any thing he should leave for her, the moment she returned. - But he cared not to trust them with his business, and went away to Wilson's (as I find by the description of him at both places), and there left the letter; but not till he had a second time called here, and found her not come in.
The letter (which I shall inclose; for it is too long to transcribe) will account to thee for his coming hither.
O this devilish Miss Howe! -Something must be resolved upon, and done with that little Fury!
Thou wilt see the margin of this cursed letter crouded with indices [<-]. I put them to mark the places devoted for vengeance, or requiring animadversion. Return thou it to me the moment thou hast read it.
Read it here; and avoid trembling for me, if thou canst.
To Miss Laetitia Beaumont.
Wednesday, June 7.
My dearest Friend,
You will perhaps think, that I have been too long silent. But I had begun two letters at different times since my last, and written a great deal each time; and with spirit enough, I assure you; incensed as I was against the abominable wretch you are with; particularly on reading yours of the 21st of the past month.
The first I intended to keep open till I could give you some account of my proceedings with Mrs. Townsend. It was some days before I saw her: And this intervenient space giving me time to re-peruse what I had written, I thought it proper to lay that aside, and to write in a stile a little less fervent; for you would have blamed me, I know, for the freedom of some of my expressions ( execrations, if you please). And when I had gone a good way in the second, the change in your prospects, on his communicating to you Miss Montague's letter, and his better behaviour, occasioning a change in your mind, I laid that aside also. And in this uncertainty, thought I would wait to see the issue of affairs between you, before I wrote again; believing that all would soon be decided one way or other.
I had still, perhaps, held this resolution (as every appearance, according to your letters, was more and more promising), had not the two passed days furnished me with intelligence which it highly imports you to know.
But I must stop here, and take a little walk, to try to keep down that just indignation which rises to my pen, when I am about to relate to you what I must communicate.
I am not my own mistress enough-Then my mother-Always up and down-And watching as if I were writing to a fellow- But I will try if I can contain myself in tolerable bounds.-
The women of the house where you are-O my dear-The women of the house-But you never thought highly of them-So it cannot be so very surprizing- Nor would you have staid so long with them; had not the notion of removing to one of your own, made you less uneasy, and less curious about their characters, and behaviour. Yet I could now wish, that you had been less reserved among them-But I teaze you-In short, my dear, you are certainly in a devilish house! - Be assured, that the woman is one of the vilest of women! -Nor does she go to you by her right name-Very true-Her name is not Sinclair- Nor is the street she lives in Dover-street. -Did you never go out by yourself, and discharge the coach or chair, and return by another coach or chair? If you did (yet I don't remember that you ever wrote to me, that you did), you would never have found your way to the vile house, either by the woman's name, Sinclair, or by the street's name, mentioned by that Doleman in his letter about the lodgings.
The wretch might indeed have held out these false lights a little more excusably, had the house been an honest house; and had his end only been to prevent mischief from your brother-But this contrivance was antecedent, as I think, to your brother's project: So that no excuse can be made for his intentions at the time- The man, whatever he may now intend, was certainly then, even then, a villain in his heart!
I am excessively concerned, that I should be prevailed upon, between your over-niceness, on one hand, and my mother's positiveness, on the other, to be satisfied without knowing how to direct to you at your lodgings. I think too, that the proposal that I should be put off to a third-hand knowlege, or rather veiled in a first-hand ignorance, came from him-and that it was only acquiesced in by you, as it was by me, upon needless and weak considerations-Because, truly, I might have it to say, if challenged, that I knew not where to send to you! -I am ashamed of myself! -Had this been at first excusable, it could not be a good reason for going on in the folly, when you had no liking to the house, and when he began to play tricks, and delay with you. - What! I was to mistrust myself, was I? -I was to allow it to be thought, that I could not keep my own secret? -But the house to be taken at this time, and at that time, led us both on-like fools, like tame fools in a string. -Upon my life, my dear, this man is a vile, a contemptible villain-I must speak out! -How has he laughed in his sleeve at us both, I warrant, for I can't tell how long!
And yet who could have thought, that a man of fortune, and some reputation [This Doleman, I mean; not your wretch, to be sure!]-formerly a Rake indeed-[I have inquired after him-long ago; and so was the easier satisfied]-but married to a woman of family-having had a palsy-blow -and one would think a penitent-should recommend such a house- [Why, my dear, he could not inquire of it, but must find it to be bad] -to such a man as Lovelace, to bring his future, nay, his then supposed bride, to?
I write, perhaps, with too much violence, to be clear. But I cannot help it. Yet I lay down my pen, and take it up every ten minutes, in order to write with some temper-My mother too in and out- What need I (she asks me) lock myself in, if I am only reading past correspondencies? -for that is my pretence, when she comes poking in with her face sharpened to an edge, as I may say, by a curiosity that gives her more pain than pleasure- The Lord forgive me; but I believe I shall huff her next time she comes in.
Do You forgive me too, my dear. My mother ought; because she says, I am my father's girl; and because I am sure I am hers. I don't know what to do-I don't know what to write next-I have so much to write, yet have so little patience, and so little opportunity.
But I will tell you how I came by my intelligence.
That being a fact, and requiring the less attention, I will try to account to you for that.
Thus then it came about-'Miss Lardner (whom you have seen at her cousin Biddulph's) saw you at St. James's church on Sunday was fortnight. She kept you in her eye during the whole time; but could not once obtain the notice of yours, tho' she courtesy'd to you twice. She thought to pay her compliments to you when the Service was over; for she doubted not but you were married-and for an odd reason- because you came to church by yourself. -Every eye, as usual, she said, was upon you; and this seeming to give you hurry, and you being nearer the door than she, you slid out, before she could get to you. But she ordered her servant to follow you till you were housed. This servant saw you step into a chair, which waited for you; and you ordered the men to carry you to the place where they took you up.
'The next day, Miss Lardner sent the same servant, out of mere curiosity, to make private inquiry whether Mr. Lovelace were, or were not, with you there. And this inquiry brought out, from different people, that the house was suspected to be one of those genteel wicked houses, which receive and accommodate fashionable people of both sexes.
'Miss Lardner, confounded at this strange intelligence, made further inquiry; injoining secrecy to the servant she had sent, as well as to the gentleman whom she employed: Who had it confirmed from a rakish friend, who knew the house; and told him, that there were two houses; the one, in which all decent appearances were preserved, and guests rarely admitted; the other, the receptacle of those who were absolutely engaged, and broken to the vile yoke.'-
Say-my dear creature-say-Shall I not execrate the wretch? -But words are weak-What can I say, that will suitably express my abhorrence of such a villain as he must have been, when he meditated to bring a Clarissa Harlowe to such a place!
'Miss Lardner kept this to herself some days, not knowing what to do; for she loves you, and admires you of all women. At last, she revealed it, but in confidence, to Miss Biddulph, by letter. Miss Biddulph, in like confidence, being afraid it would distract me, were I to know it, communicated it to Miss Lloyd; and so, like a whisper'd scandal, it passed through several canals; and then it came to me. Which was not till last Monday.'
I thought I should have fainted upon the surprising communication. But rage taking place, it blew away the sudden illness. I besought Miss Lloyd to re-injoin secrecy to every-one. I told her, that I would not for the world, that my mother, or any of your family, should know it. And I instantly caused a trusty friend to make what inquiries he could about Tomlinson.
I had thoughts to have done it before: But not imagining it to be needful, and little thinking that you could be in such a house, and as you were pleased with your changed prospects, I forbore. And the rather forbore, as the matter is so laid, that Mrs. Hodges is supposed to know nothing of the projected treaty of accommodation; but, on the contrary, that it was designed to be a secret to her, and to every-body but immediate parties; and it was Mrs. Hodges that I had proposed to sound by a second hand.
Now, my dear, it is certain, without applying to that too-much favoured housekeeper, that there is not such a man within ten miles of your Uncle. Very true! One Tomkins there is, about four miles off; but he is a day-labourer: And one Thompson, about five miles distant the other way; but he is a parish schoolmaster, poor, and about seventy.
A man, tho' but of 800l. a year, cannot come from one county to settle in another, but everybody in both must know it, and talk of it.
Mrs. Hodges may yet be sounded at a distance, if you will. Your uncle is an old man. Old men imagine themselves under obligation to their paramours, if younger than themselves, and seldom keep anything from their knowlege. But if we suppose him to make a secret of the designed treaty, it is impossible, before that treaty was thought of, but she must have seen him, at least have heard your uncle speak praisefully of a man he is said to be so intimate with, let him have been ever so little a while in those parts.
Yet, methinks, the story is so plausible. Tomlinson, as you describe him, is so good a man, and so much of a gentleman; the end to be answered by his being an impostor, so much more than necessary, if Lovelace has villainy in his head; and as you are in such a house- Your wretch's behaviour to him was so petulant and lordly; and Tomlinson's answer so full of spirit and circumstance; and then what he communicated to you of Mr. Hickman's application to your uncle, and of Mrs. Norton's to your mother (some of which particulars, I am satisfied, his vile agent Joseph Leman could not reveal to his viler employer); his pressing on the marriage-day, in the name of your uncle, which it could not answer any wicked purpose for him to do; and what he writes of your uncle's proposal, to have it thought that you were married from the time that you had lived in one house together; and that to be made to agree with the time of Mr. Hickman's visit to your uncle: The insisting on a trusty person's being present at the ceremony, at that uncle's nomination-These things make me willing to try for a tolerable construction to be made of all; tho' I am so much puzzled, by what occurs on both sides of the question, that I cannot but abhor the devilish wretch, whose inventions and contrivances are for ever employing an inquisitive head, without affording the means of absolute detection.
But this is what I am ready to conjecture, that Tomlinson, specious as he is, is a machine of Lovelace; and that he is employed for some end, which has not yet been answered. -This is certain, that not only Tomlinson, but Mennell, who, I think, attended you more than once at this vile house, must know it to be a vile house.
What can you then think of Tomlinson's declaring himself in favour of it, upon inquiry?
Lovelace too must know it to be so; if not before he brought you to it, soon after.
Perhaps the company he found there, may be the most probable way of accounting for his bearing with the house, and for his strange suspensions of marriage, when it was in his power to call such an angel of a woman his.-
O my dear, the man is a villain! the greatest of villains, in every light! -I am convinced that he is-And this Doleman must be another of his implements!
There are so many wretches who think that to be no sin, which is one of the greatest, and the most ingrateful, of all sins; to ruin young creatures of our sex, who place their confidence in them; that the wonder is less than the shame, that people of figure, of appearance, at least, are found to promote the horrid purposes of profligates of fortune and interest!-
But can I think (you will ask, with indignant astonishment), that Lovelace can have designs upon your honour?
That such designs he has had, if he still hold them not, I can have no doubt, now that I know the house he has brought you to, to be a vile one. This is a clue that has led me to account for all his behaviour to you ever since you have been in his hands.
Allow me a brief retrospection of it all.
We both know, that Pride, Revenge, and a delight to tread in unbeaten paths, are principal ingredients in the character of this finished libertine.
He hates all your family, yourself excepted; and I have several times thought, that I have seen him stung and mortified, that Love has obliged him to kneel at your footstool, because you are a Harlowe. -Yet is this wretch a Savage in Love. - Love that humanizes the fiercest spirits, has not been able to subdue his. His pride, and the credit which a few plausible qualities, sprinkled among his odious ones, have given him, have secured him too good a reception from our eye-judging, our undistinguishing, our self-flattering, our too-confiding Sex, to make assiduity and obsequiousness, and a conquest of his unruly passions, any part of his study.
He has some reason for his animosity to all the men, and to one woman of your family. He has always shewn you, and all his own family too, that he prefers his Pride to his Interest. He is a declared marriage-hater: A notorious intriguer: Full of his inventions; and glorying in them. - He never could draw you in to declarations of Love: Nor, till your wise relations persecuted you, as they did, to receive his addresses as a Lover. -He knew, that you professedly disliked him for his immoralities; he could not therefore justly blame you, for the coldness and indifference of your behaviour to him.
The prevention of mischief was your first main view in the correspondence he drew you into. He ought not, then, to have wonder'd, that you declared your preference of the Single Life to any matrimonial engagement. He knew, that this was always your preference; and that before he tricked you away so artfully. What was his conduct to you afterwards, that you should of a sudden change it?
Thus was your whole behaviour regular, consistent, and dutiful to those to whom, by birth, you owed duty; and neither prudish, coquetish, nor tyrannical to him.
He had agreed to go on with you upon those your own terms, and to rely only on his own merits and future reformation, for your favour.
It was plain to me, indeed, to whom you communicated all that you knew of your own heart, tho' not all of it that I found out, that Love had pretty early gained footing in it. And this you yourself would have discovered sooner than you did, had not his alarming, his unpolite, his rough conduct, kept it under.
I knew, by experience, that Love is a fire that is not to be played with, without burning one's fingers: I knew it to be a dangerous thing for two single persons of different sexes, to enter into familiarity and correspondence with each other; since, as to the latter, must not a person be capable of premeditated art, who can sit down to write, and not write from the heart? -And a woman to write her heart to a man practised in deceit, or even to a man of some character, what advantage does it give him over her?
As this man's vanity had made him imagine, that no woman could be proof against Love, when his address was honourable; no wonder that he struggled, like a lion held in toils, against a passion that he thought not returned. -And how could you, at first, shew a return in love, to so fierce a spirit, and who had seduced you away by vile artifices, but to the approval of those artifices?
Hence, perhaps, it is not difficult to believe, that it became possible for such a wretch as this to give way to his old prejudices against marriage; and to that Revenge which had always been a first passion with him.
This is the only way, I think, to account for his horrid views in bringing you to a vile house.
And now may not all the rest be naturally accounted for? -His delays-His teazing ways- His bringing you to bear with his lodging in the same house-His making you pass to the people of it, as his wife; tho' restrictively so, yet with hope, no doubt (vilest of villains as he is!), to take you at advantage.-
His bringing you into the company of his libertine companions; The attempt of imposing upon you that Miss Partington for a bedfellow, very probably his own invention, for the worst of purposes; His terrifying you at many different times; His obtruding himself upon you when you went out to church; no doubt to prevent your finding out what the people were; The advantages he made of your brother's foolish project with Singleton.
See, my dear, how naturally all this follows from the discovery made by Miss Lardner. -See how the monster, whom I thought, and so often called, a fool, comes out to have been all the time one of the greatest villains in the world!
But if this be so, what (it would be asked by an indifferent person) has hitherto saved you? Glorious creature! -What (morally speaking) but your watchfulness! What but That, and the majesty of your virtue; the native dignity, which, in a situation so very difficult (friendless, destitute, passing for a wife, cast into the company of creatures accustomed to betray and ruin innocent hearts) has hitherto enabled you to baffle, overawe, and confound, such a dangerous libertine as this; so habitually remorseless, as you have observed him to be; so very various in his temper; so inventive; so seconded, so supported, so instigated, too probably, as he has been! -That native dignity, that heroism I will call it, which has, on all proper occasions, exerted itself, in its full lustre, unmingled with that charming obligingness and condescending sweetness, which is evermore the softner of that dignity, when your mind is free and unapprehensive!
Let me stop to admire, and to bless my beloved friend, who, unhappily for herself, at an age so tender, unacquainted as she was with the world, and with the vile arts of libertines, having been called upon to sustain the hardest and most shocking trials, from persecuting Relations on one hand, and from a villainous Lover on the other, has been enabled to give such an illustrious example of fortitude and prudence, as never woman gave before her; and who, as I have heretofore observed (a), has made a far greater figure in adversity, than she possibly could have made, had all her shining qualities been exerted in their full force and power, by the continuance of that prosperous run of fortune, which attended her for Eighteen years of life out of Nineteen.
But now, my dear, do I apprehend, that you are in greater danger than ever yet you have been in; if you are not married in a week; and yet stay in this abominable house. For were you out of it, I own, I should not be much afraid for you.
These are my thoughts, on the most deliberate consideration: 'That he is now convinced, that he has not been able to draw you off your guard: That therefore, if he can obtain no new advantage over you, as he goes along, he is resolved to do you all the poor justice that it is in the power of such a wretch as he, to do you. He is the rather induced to this, as he sees, that all his own family have warmly engaged themselves in your cause; and that it is his highest interest to be just to you. Then the horrid wretch loves you, as well he may, above all women. I have no doubt of this-With such a love as such a wretch is capable of: With such a love as Herod loved his Mariamne. -He is now therefore, very probably, at last, in earnest.'
I took time for inquiries of different natures, as I knew by the train you are in, that whatever his designs are, they cannot ripen either for good or evil, till something shall result from this new device of his about Tomlinson and your uncle.
Device I have no doubt that it is, whatever this dark, this impenetrable spirit, intends by it.
And yet I find it to be true, that Counsellor Williams (whom Mr. Hickman knows to be a man of eminence in his profession) has actually as good as finished the settlements: That two draughts of them have been made; one avowedly to be sent to one Captain Tomlinson, as the clerk says! -And I find, that a license has actually been more than once endeavoured to be obtained; and that difficulties have hitherto been made, equally to Lovelace's vexation and disappointment. My mother's proctor, who is very intimate with the proctor applied to by the wretch, has come at this information in confidence; and hints, that, as Mr. Lovelace is a man of high fortunes, these difficulties will probably be got over.
But here follow the causes of my apprehension of your danger; which I should not have had a thought of (since nothing very vile has yet been attempted) but on finding what a house you are in, and, on that discovery, laying together, and ruminating on past occurrences.
'You are obliged, from the present favourable appearances, to give him your company whenever he requests it. -You are under a necessity of forgetting, or seeming to forget, past disobligations; and to receive his addresses as those of a betrothed lover. -You will incur the censure of prudery and affectation, even perhaps in your own apprehension, if you keep him at that distance which has hitherto been your security. - His sudden (and as suddenly recovered) illness, has given him an opportunity to find out, that you love him. [Alas, my dear, I knew you loved him!] He is, as you relate, every hour more and more an incroacher, upon it. He has seem'd to change his nature, and is all love and gentleness. The wolf has put on the sheep's cloathing; yet more than once has shewn his teeth, and his hardly sheathed claws. The instance you have given of his freedom with your person, which you could not but resent; and yet, as matters are circumstanced between you, could not but pass over, when Tomlinson's letter called you into his company, shew the advantage he has now over you; and also, that if he can obtain greater, he will. -And for this very reason (as I apprehend) it is, that Tomlinson is introduced; that is to say, to give you the greater security, and to be a mediator, if mortal offence be given you, by any villainous attempt. -The day seems not now to be so much in your power as it ought to be, since That now partly depends on your uncle, whose presence, at your own motion, he has wished on the occasion. -A wish, were all real, very unlikely, I think, to be granted.'
And thus situated, should he offer greater freedoms, must you not forgive him?
I fear nothing (as I know who has said), that devil carnate or incarnate can fairly do against a virtue so established - But surprizes, my dear, in such a house as that you are in, and in such circumstances as I have mentioned, I greatly fear! -The man, one, who has already triumphed over persons worthy of his alliance.
What then have you to do, but to fly this house, this infernal house! -O that your heart would let you fly him!
If you should be disposed so to do, Mrs. Townsend shall be ready at your command. -But if you meet with no impediments, no new causes of doubt, I think your reputation in the eye of the world, tho' not your happiness, is concerned, that you should be his. - And yet I cannot bear, that these libertines should be rewarded for their villainy with the best of the Sex, when the worst of it are too good for them.
But if you meet with the least ground for suspicion; if he would detain you at the odious house, or wish you to stay, now you know what the people are, fly him, whatever your prospects are, as well as them.
In one of your next airings, if you have no other way, refuse to return with him. Name me for your intelligencer, that you are in a bad house; and if you think you cannot now break with him, seem rather to believe that he may not know it to be so; and that I do not believe he does: And yet this belief in us both must appear to be very gross.
But suppose you desire, and insist upon it, to go out of town for the air, this sultry weather? - You may plead your health for so doing. He dare not resist such a plea. Your brother's foolish scheme, I am told, is certainly given up; so you need not be afraid on that account.
If you do not fly the house upon reading of this, or some way or other get out of it, I shall judge of his power over you, by the little you will have over either him or yourself.
One of my informants has made slight inquiries, concerning Mrs. Fretchville. Did he ever name to you the street or square she lived in? -I don't remember, that you, in any of yours, mentioned either to me. Strange, very strange, This, I think! No such person or house can be found, near any of the new streets or squares, where the lights I had from your letters led me to imagine her house might be. -Ask him, What street the house is in, if he has not told you. And let me know. If he make a difficulty of that circumstance, it will amount to a detection. -And yet, I think, you have enough without this.
I shall send this long letter by Collins, who changes his day to oblige me; and that he may try (now I know where you are), to get it into your own hands. If he cannot, he will leave it at Wilson's. As none of our letters by that conveyance have miscarried, when you have been in more apparently disagreeable situations than you are in at present, I hope that This will go safe, if Collins should be obliged to leave it there.
I wrote a short letter to you in my first agitations. It contained not above twenty lines, all full of fright, alarm, and execration. But being afraid, that my vehemence would too much affect you, I thought it better to wait a little, as well for the reasons already hinted at, as to be able to give you as many particulars as I could; and my thoughts upon all. And now, I think, taking to your aid other circumstances as they have offer'd, or may offer, you will be sufficiently armed to resist all his machinations, be they what they will.
One word more. Command me up, if I can be of the least service or pleasure to you. I value not fame: I value not censure; nor even life itself, I verily think, as I do your honour, and your friendship-For, is not your honour my honour? And is not your friendship the pride of my life?
May heaven preserve you, my dearest creature, in honour and safety, is the prayer, the hourly prayer, of
Your ever-faithful and affectionate
Anna Howe.
Thursday Morn. 5. I have written all night.
To Miss Howe.
My dearest creature,
How you have shock'd, confounded, surpriz'd, astonish'd me, by your dreadful communication! -My heart is too weak to bear up against such a stroke as this! -When all hope was with me! When my prospects were so much mended! -But can there be such villainy in men, as in this vile principal, and equally vile agent!
I am really ill-Very ill-Grief and surprize, and, now I will say, despair, have overcome me! -All, all, you have laid down as conjecture, appears to me now to be more than conjecture!
O that your mother would have the goodness to permit me the presence of the only comforter that my afflicted, my half-broken heart, could be raised by! But I charge you, think not of coming up without her indulgent permission. -I am too ill, at present, my dear, to think of combating with this dreadful man; and of flying from this horrid house! -My bad writing will shew you this. -But my illness will be my present security, should he indeed have meditated villainy. - Forgive, O forgive me, my dearest friend, the trouble I have given you! -All must soon-But why add I grief to grief, and trouble to trouble? -But I charge you, my beloved creature, not to think of coming up, without your mother's leave, to the truly desolate, and broken-spirited
Clarissa Harlowe.
Well, Jack! -And what thinkest thou of this last letter? -Miss Howe values not either fame or censure; and thinkest thou, that this letter will not bring the little fury up, tho' she could procure no other conveyance than her higgler's paniers, one for herself, the other for her maid? -She knows where to come now! -Many a little villain have I punished for knowing more than I would have her know; and that by adding to her knowlege and experience. - What thinkest thou, Belford, if by getting hither this virago, and giving cause for a lamentable letter from her, to the fair fugitive, I should be able to recover her? -Would she not visit that friend in her distress, thinkest thou, whose intended visit to her in hers, brought her into the condition she herself had so perfidiously escaped from?
Let me enjoy the thought!
Shall I send this letter? -Thou seest I have left room, if I fail in the exact imitation of so charming a hand, to avoid too strict a scrutiny. -Do they not both deserve it of me? -Seest thou not how the raving girl threatens her mother? -Ought she not to be punish'd? -And can I be a worse devil, or villain, or monster, than she calls me in this letter; and has called me in her former letters; were I to punish them both, as my vengeance urges me to punish them. And when I have executed That my vengeance, how charmingly satisfied may they both go down into the country, and keep house together, and have a much better reason than their pride could give them, for living the Single-life they have both seemed so fond of?
I will set about transcribing it this moment, I think. I can resolve afterwards. Yet what has poor Hickman done to deserve this of me? -But gloriously would it punish the mother (as well as daughter) for all her sordid avarice; and for her undutifulness to honest Mr. Howe, whose heart she actually broke. I am on tip-toe, Jack, to enter upon this project. -Is not one country as good to me as another, if I should be obliged to take another tour upon it?
But I will not venture. Mr. Hickman is a good man, they tell me. I love a good man. I hope one of these days to be a good man myself. Besides, I have heard within this week, something of this honest fellow that shews he has a soul; when I thought, if he had one, that it lay a little of the deepest to emerge to notice, except on very extraordinary occasions; and that then it presently sunk again into its Cellula adiposa. -The man is a plump man. -Didst ever see him, Jack?
But the principal reason that withholds me (for 'tis a tempting project!) is, for fear of being utterly blown up, if I should not be quick enough with my letter, or if Miss Howe should deliberate on setting out, or try her mother's consent first; in which time, a letter from my frighted beauty might reach her; for I have no doubt, where-ever she has refuged, but her first work was to write to her vixen friend. I will therefore go on patiently; and take my revenge upon the little fury at my leisure.
But, in spite of my compassion for Hickman, whose better character is sometimes my envy, and who is one of those mortals that bring clumsiness into credit with the mothers, to the disgrace of us clever fellows, and often to our disappointment with the daughters; and who has been very busy in assisting these double-arm'd beauties against me; I swear by all the Dii Majores, as well as Minores, that I will have Miss Howe, if I cannot have her more exalted friend! -And then, if there be so much flaming love between these girls as they pretend, what will my charmer profit by her escape?
And now, that I shall permit Miss Howe to reign a little longer, let me ask thee, If thou hast not, in the inclosed letter, a fresh instance, that a great many of my difficulties with her sister-toast are owing to this flighty girl? -'Tis true, that here was naturally a confounded sharp wintry air; and, if a little cold water was thrown into the path, no wonder that it was instantly frozen; and that a poor honest traveller found it next to impossible to keep his way; one foot sliding back as fast as the other advanced; to the endangering of his limbs or neck. But yet I think it impossible, that she should have baffled me as she has done (novice as she is, and never before from under her parents wing), had she not been armed by a virago, who was formerly very near shewing, that she could better advise than practise. But this, I believe, I have said more than once before.
I am loth to reproach myself, now the cruel creature has escaped me; for what would that do, but add to my torment? Since evils self-caused, and avoidable, admit not of palliation or comfort. And yet, if thou tellest me, that all her strength was owing to my weakness, and that I have been a cursed coward in this whole affair; why then, Jack, I may blush, and be vexed; but, by my soul, I cannot contradict thee.
But this, Belford, I hope-that if I can turn the poison of this letter into wholesome aliment; that is to say, if I can make use of it to my advantage; I shall have thy free consent to do it.
I am always careful to open covers cautiously, and to preserve seals intire. I will draw out from this cursed letter an alphabet. Nor was Nick Rowe ever half so diligent to learn Spanish, at the Quixote recommendation of a certain Peer, as I will be to gain a mastery of this vixen's hand.

### v4 LETTER LV.

Miss Clarissa Harlowe, To Miss Howe.
Thursday Evening, June 8.
After my last, so full of other hopes, the contents of This will surprise you. O my dearest friend, the man has at last proved himself to be a villain! It was with the utmost difficulty last night, that I preserved myself from the vilest dishonour. He extorted from me a promise of forgiveness; and that I would see him next day, as if nothing had happened: But if it were possible to escape from a wretch, who, as I have too much reason to believe, formed a plot to fire the house, to frighten me, almost naked, into his arms, how could I see him next day?
I have escaped, Heaven be praised, I have! And have now no other concern, than that I fly from the only hope that could have made such an husband tolerable to me; The reconciliation with my friends, so agreeably undertaken by my uncle.
All my present hope is, To find some reputable family, or person of my own Sex, who is obliged to go beyond sea, or who lives abroad; I care not whither; but if I might choose, in some one of our American colonies-Never to be heard of more by my relations, whom I have so grievously offended.
Nor let your generous heart be moved at what I write: If I can escape the dreadfullest part of my father's malediction (for the temporary part is already in a manner fulfilled, which makes me tremble in apprehension of the other), I shall think the wreck of my worldly fortunes a happy composition.
Neither is there need of the renewal of your so often tender'd goodness to me: For I have with me rings and other valuables, that were sent me with my cloaths, which will turn into money, to answer all I can want, till Providence shall be pleased to put me into some way to help myself, if, for my further punishment, my life is to be lengthen'd beyond my wishes.
Impute not this scheme, my beloved friend, either to dejection on one hand, or to that romantic turn on the other, which we have supposed generally to obtain with our Sex, from Fifteen to Twenty-two: For, be pleased to consider my unhappy situation, in the light in which it really must appear to every considerate person, who knows it. In the first place, the man, who has had the assurance to think me, and to endeavour to make me, his property, will hunt me from place to place, and search after me as an estray: And he knows he may do so with impunity; for whom have I to protect me from him?
Then as to my estate, the enviable estate, which has been the original cause of all my misfortunes, it shall never be mine upon litigated terms. What is there in being enabled to boast, that I am worth more than I can use, or wish to use? -And if my power is circumscribed, I shall not have that to answer for, which I should have, if I did not use it as I ought: Which very few do. I shall have no husband, of whose interest I ought to be so regardful, as to prevent me doing more than justice to others, that I may not do less to him. -If therefore, my father will be pleased (as I shall presume, in proper time, to propose to him) to pay two annuities out of it, one to my dear Mrs. Norton, which may make her easy for the remainder of her life, as she is now growing into years; the other of 50l. per annum, to the same good woman, for the use of My poor, as I have had the vanity to call a certain set of people, concerning whom she knows all my mind; that so as few as possible may suffer by the consequences of my error; God bless them, and give them heart's-ease and content with the rest.
Other reasons for my taking the step I have hinted at, are these:
This wicked man knows I have no friend in the world but you: Your neighbourhood therefore would be the first he would seek for me in, were you to think it possible for me to be concealed in it: And in this case You might be subjected to inconveniencies greater even than those which you have already sustained on my account.
From my cousin Morden, were he to come, I could not hope protection; since, by his letter to me, it is evident, that my brother has engaged him in his party: Nor would I, by any means, subject so worthy a man to danger; as might be the case, from the violence of this ungovernable spirit.
These things considered, what better method can I take, than to go abroad to some one of the English colonies; where nobody but yourself shall know anything of me; nor You, let me tell you, presently, nor till I am fixed, and, if it please God, in a course of living tolerably to my mind. For it is no small part of my concern, that my indiscretions have laid so heavy a tax upon You, my dear friend, to whom, once, I hoped to give more pleasure than pain.
I am at present at one Mrs. Moore's at Hampstead. My heart misgave me at coming to this village, because I had been here with him more than once: But the coach hither was so ready a conveniency, that I knew not what to do better. Then I shall stay here no longer than till I can receive your answer to this: In which you will be pleased to let me know, if I cannot be hid, according to your former contrivance [Happy, had I given into it at the time!] by Mrs. Townsend's assistance, till the heat of his search be over. The Deptford road, I imagine, will be the right direction, to hear of a passage, and to get safely aboard.
O why was the great fiend of all unchained, and permitted to assume so specious a form, and yet allowed to conceal his feet and his talons, till with the one he was ready to trample upon my honour, and to strike the other into my heart! -And what had I done, that he should be let loose particularly upon me!
Forgive me this murmuring question, the effect of my impatience, my guilty impatience, I doubt: For, as I have escaped with my honour, and nothing but my worldly prospects, and my pride, my ambition, and my vanity, have suffered in this wreck of my hopefuller fortunes, may I not still be more happy than I deserve to be? And is it not in my own power still, by the divine favour, to secure the great stake of all? And who knows, that this very path into which my inconsideration has thrown me, strew'd as it is with briars and thorns, which tear in pieces my gaudier trappings, may not be the right path to lead me into the great road to my future happiness; which might have been endanger'd by evil communication?
And after all, Are there not still more deserving persons than I, who never failed in any capital point of duty, that have been more humbled than myself; and some too, by the errors of parents and relations, by the tricks and baseness of guardians, and trustees, and in which their own rashness or folly had no part?
I will then endeavour to make the best of my present lot. And join with me, my best, my only friend, in praying, That my punishment may end here; and that my present afflictions may be sanctified to me.
This letter will enable you to account for a line or two, which I sent to Wilson's, to be carried to you, only for a feint, to get his servant out of the way. He seemed to be left, as I thought, for a spy upon me. But returning too soon, I was forced to write a few lines for him to carry to his Master, to a tavern near Doctors-Commons, with the same view: And this happily answered my end.
I wrote early in the morning a bitter letter to the wretch, which I left for him obvious enough; and I suppose he has it by this time. I kept no copy of it. I shall recollect the contents, and give you the particulars of all, at more leisure.
I am sure you will approve of my escape-The rather, as the people of the house must be very vile: For they, and that Dorcas too, did hear me (I know they did) cry out for help: If the fire had been other than a villainous plot (altho' in the morning, to blind them, I pretended to think it otherwise), they would have been alarmed as much as I; and have run in, hearing me scream, to comfort me, supposing my terror was the fire; to relieve me, supposing it were anything else. But the vile Dorcas went away, as soon as she saw the wretch throw his arms about me! - Bless me, my dear, I had only my slippers and an under-petticoat on. I was frighted out of my bed, by her cries of fire; and that I should be burnt to ashes in a moment! -And she to go away, and never to return, nor any-body else: And yet I heard womens voices in the next room; indeed I did. -An evident contrivance of them all: -God be praised, I am out of their house!
My terror is not yet over: I can hardly think myself safe: Every well-dressed man I see from my windows, whether on horseback or on foot, I think to be him.
I know you will expedite an answer. A man and horse will be procured me to-morrow early, to carry This. To be sure, you cannot return an answer by the same man, because you must see Mrs. Townsend first: Nevertheless, I shall wait with impatience till you can; having no friend but you to apply to; and being such a stranger to this part of the world, that I know not which way to turn myself; whither to go; nor what to do! -What a dreadful hand have I made of it!
Mrs. Moore, at whose house I am, is a widow, and of a good character: And of this, one of her neighbours, of whom I bought a handkerchief, purposely to make inquiry before I would venture, informed me.
I will not set my soot out of doors, till I have your direction: And I am the more secure, having dropt words to the people of the house where the coach set me down, as if I expected a chariot to meet me in my way to Hendon, a village a little distance from this. -And when I left their house, I walked backward and forward upon the hill, at first not knowing what to do, and afterwards, to be certain that I was not watched, before I ventured to inquire after a lodging.
You will direct for me, my dear, by the name of Mrs. Harriot Lucas.
Had I not made my escape when I did, I was resolved to attempt it again and again. He was gone to the Commons for a licence, as he wrote me word; for I refused to see him, notwithstanding the promise he extorted from me.
How hard, how next-to impossible, my dear, to avoid many lesser deviations, when we are betrayed into a capital one!
For fear I should not get away at my first effort, I had apprised him, that I would not set eye upon him under a week, in order to gain myself time for it in different ways-And were I so to have been watched, as to have made it necessary, I would, after such an instance of the connivance of the women of the house, have run out into the street, and thrown myself into the next house I could have enter'd, or claimed protection from the first person I had met-Women to desert the cause of a poor creature, of their own Sex, in such a situation, what must they be! -Then, such poor guilty sort of figures did they make in the morning, after he was gone out-so earnest to get me up stairs, and to convince me, by the scorched window-boards, and burnt curtains and vallens, that the fire was real-that (although I seemed to believe all they would have me believe) I was more and more resolved to get out of their house at all adventures.
When I began, I thought to write but a few lines. But, be my subject what it will, I know not how to conclude, when I write you. It was always so: It is not therefore owing peculiarly to that most interesting and unhappy situation, which you will allow, however, to engross, at present, the whole mind of
Your unhappy, but ever-affectionate,
Clarissa Harlowe.

### v4 LETTER LVI.

Mr. Lovelace, To John Belford, Esq;
Friday morning, past Two o'clock.
Io Triumphe! Io Clarissa, sing! -One more, what a happy man thy friend! -A silly dear novice, to be heard to tell the coachman whither to carry her! -And to go to Hampstead, of all the villages about London! -The place where we had been together more than once!
Methinks I am sorry she managed no better! -I shall find the recovery of her too easy a task, I fear! Had she but known, how much difficulty enhances the value of any thing with me, and had she had the least notion of obliging me, she would never have stopt short at Hampstead, surely.
Well, but after all this exultation, thou wilt ask, If I have already got back my charmer? -I have not. -But knowing where she is, is almost the same thing as having her in my power: And it delights me to think, how she will start and tremble, when I first pop upon her! How she will look with conscious guilt, that will more than wipe off my guilt of Wednesday night, when she sees her injured lover, and acknowleged husband, from whom, the greatest of felonies, she would have stollen herself.
But thou wilt be impatient to know how this came about. Read the inclosed here, and remember the instructions, which, from time to time, I have given my fellow, in apprehension of such an elopement; and that will tell thee all, and what I may reasonably expect From the rascal's diligence and management, if he wishes ever to see my face again.
I received it about half an hour ago, just as I was going to lie down in my cloaths: And it has made me so much alive, that, midnight as it is, I have sent for a Blunt's chariot, to attend me here by day-peep, with my usual coachman, if possible; and knowing not else what to do with myself, I sat down, and, in the joy of my heart, have not only wrote thus far, but have concluded upon the measures I shall take when admitted to her presence: For well am I aware of the difficulties I shall have to contend with from her perverseness.
Honoured Sur,
This is to sertifie your honner, as how I am heer at Hamester, wher I have found out my Lady to be in logins at one Mrs. Moore's, near upon Hamestet hethe. And I have so ordered matters, that her Ladiship cannot stur but I must have notice of her goins and comins. As I knowed I dursted not look into your Honner's fase, if I had not found out my Lady, thoff she was gone off the prems's in a quartir off an hour, as a man may say; so I knowed you would be glad at heart to know I had found her out: And so I send thiss Petur Partrick, who is to haf 5 shillins, it being now nere 12 of the clock at nite; for he would not stur without a hartie drinck too besides: And I was willing all shulde be snug likewayes at the logins befoer I sent.
I have munny of youre Honner's, but I thout as how if the man was payed by me beforend, he mought play trix; so left that to youre Honner.
My Lady knows nothing of my being hereaway. But I thoute it best not to leve the plase, because she has tacken the logins but for a fue nites.
If your Honner cum to the Upper Flax, I will be in site all the day about the Tapp-house or the Hethe; I have borroued an othir cote, instead off your Honner's liferie, and a blacke wigge; soe cannot be knoen by my Lady, iff as howe she shuld see me: And have made as if I had the toothe-ake; so with my hancriffe at my mothe, the tethe which your Honner was plesed to bett out with your honner's fyste, and my dam'd wide mothe, as youre Honner notifys it to be, cannot be knoen to be mine.
The tow inner letters I had from my Lady, before she went off the prems's. One was to be left at Mr. Wilson's for Miss Howe. The next was to be for your Honner. But I knew you was not at the plase directed; and being afear'd of what fell out, so I kept them for your Honner, and so could not give um to you, until I seed you. Miss How's I only made belief to her Ladiship as I carred it, and fed as how there was nothing left for hur, as shee wished to knoe: So here they be bothe.
I am, may it pless your Honner,
Your Honner's most dutiful,
and, wonce more, happy servant,
Wm. Summers.
The two inner letters, as Will. calls them, 'tis plain, were wrote for no other purpose, but to send him out of the way with them, and one of them to amuse me. That directed to Miss Howe is only this:
Thursday, June 8.
I write this, my dear Miss Howe, only for a feint, and to see if it will go current. I shall write at large very soon, if not miserably prevented!!!
Cl. H.
Now, Jack, will not her feints justify mine? Does she not invade my province, thinkest thou? And is it not now fairly come to Who shall most deceive and cheat the other? So, I thank my stars, we are upon a par, at last, as to this point-Which is a great ease to my conscience, thou must believe. And if what Hudibras tells us is true, the dear fugitive has also abundance of pleasure to come.
Doubtless the pleasure is as great
In being cheated, as to cheat.
As lookers-on find most delight,
Who least perceive the juggler's sleight;
And still the less they understand,
The more admire the sleight of hand.
This is my dear juggler's letter to me; the other inner letter sent by Will.
Thursday, June 8.
Mr. Lovelace,
Do not give me cause to dread your return. If you would not that I should hate you for ever, send me half a line by the bearer, to assure me that you will not attempt to see me for a week to come. I cannot look you in the face without equal confusion and indignation. The obliging me in This is but a poor atonement for your last night's vile behaviour.
You may pass this time in a journey to your uncle's; and I cannot doubt, if the Ladies of your family are as favourable to me, as you have assured me they are, but that you will have interest enough to prevail with one of them, to oblige me with her company. After your baseness of last night, you will not wonder, that I insist upon this proof of your future honour.
If Captain Tomlinson comes mean time, I can hear what he has to say, and send you an account of it.
But in less than a week, if you see me, it must be owing to a fresh act of violence, of which you know not the consequence.
Send me the requested line, if ever you expect to have the forgiveness confirmed; the promise of which you extorted from
The Unhappy
Cl. H.
Now, Belford, what canst thou say in behalf of this sweet rogue of a Lady? What canst thou say for her? 'Tis apparent, that she was fully determined upon an elopement, when she wrote it: And thus would she make me of party against myself, by drawing me in to give her a week's time to compleat it in: And, wickeder still, send me upon a fool's errand to bring up one of my cousins: -When we came, to have the satisfaction of finding her gone off, and me exposed for ever! -What punishment can be bad enough for such a little villain of a Lady!
But mind, moreover, how plausibly she accounts by this billet (supposing she had no opportunity of eloping before I returned) for the resolution of not seeing me for a week; and for the bread and butter expedient! -So childish as we thought it!
The chariot is not come; and if it were, it is yet too soon for every-thing but my impatience. And as I have already taken all my measures, and can think of nothing but my triumph, I will resume her violent letter, in order to strengthen my resolutions against her. I was before in too gloomy a way to proceed with it: But now the subject is all alive to me, and my gayer fancy, like the sun-beams, will irradiate it, and turn the solemn deep green into a brighter verdure.
When I have called upon my charmer to explain some parts of her letter, and to atone for others, I will send it, or a copy of it, to thee.
Suffice it at present to tell thee, in the first place, that she is determined never to be my wife. -To be sure, there ought to be no compulsion in so material a case. Compulsion was her parents fault, which I have censured so severely, that I shall hardly be guilty of the same. And I am glad I know her mind as to this essential point.
I have ruined her, she says! -Now that's a fib, take it in her own way: -If I had, she would not perhaps have run away from me.
She is thrown upon the wide world: Now I own, that Hampstead-Heath affords very pretty, and very extensive prospects; but 'tis not the wide world neither: And suppose that to be her grievance, I hope soon to restore her to a narrower.
I am the enemy of her soul, as well as of her honour! -Confoundedly severe! Nevertheless, another fib! -For I love her soul very well; but think no more of it in this case than of my own.
She is to be thrown upon strangers! -And is not that her own fault? -Much against my will, I am sure!
She is cast from a state of independency into one of obligation. She never was in a state of independency; nor is it fit a woman should, of any age, or in any state of life. And as to the state of obligation, there is no such thing as living without being beholden to somebody. Mutual obligation is the very essence and soul of the social and commercial life: -Why should she be exempt from it? -I am sure the person she raves at, desires not such an exemption;-has been long dependent upon her, and would rejoice to owe further obligations to her, than he can boast of hitherto.
She talks of her father's curse: -But have I not repaid him for it an hundred-fold, in the same coin? But why must the faults of other people be laid at my door? Have I not enow of my own?
But the grey-eyed dawn begins to peep-Let me sum up all.
In short, then, the dear creature's letter is a collection of invectives not very new to me; though the occasion for them, no doubt, is new to her. A little sprinkling of the romantic and contradictory runs thro' it. She loves, and she hates: She encourages me to pursue her, by telling me I safely may; and yet she begs I will not: She apprehends poverty and want, yet resolves to give away her estate: To gratify whom? -Why, in short, those who have been the cause of her misfortunes. And finally, tho' she resolves never to be mine, yet she has some regrets at leaving me, because of the opening prospects of a reconciliation with her friends.
But never did morning dawn so tardily as this! - The chariot not yet come neither.
A Gentleman to speak with me, Dorcas? - Who can want me thus early?
Captain Tomlinson, sayst thou! Surely, he must have travelled all night! -Early riser as I am, how could he think to find me up thus early?
Let but the chariot come, and he shall accompany me in it to the bottom of the hill (tho' he return to town on foot; for the Captain is all obliging goodness), that I may hear all he has to say, and tell him all my mind, and lose no time.
Well, now am I satisfied, that this rebellious flight will turn to my advantage, as all crush'd rebellions do to the advantage of a Sovereign in possession.
Dear Captain, I rejoice to see you: Just in the nick of time: -See! See!
The rosy-finger'd morn appears,
And from her mantle shakes her tears;
The sun arising, mortals chears,
And drives the rising mists away,
In promise of a glorious day.
Excuse me, Sir, that I salute you, from my favourite Bard. He that rises with the Lark, will sing with the Lark. Strange news since I saw you, Captain! Poor mistaken Lady! -But you have too much goodness, I know, to reveal to her uncle Harlowe the errors of this capricious Beauty. It will all turn out for the best. You must accompany me part of the way. I know the delight you take in composing differences. But 'tis the task of the Prudent to heal the breaches made by the rashness and folly of the Imprudent.
And now (all around me so still, and so silent) the rattling of the chariot-wheels at a street's distance, do I hear! -And to this angel of a Lady I fly!
Reward, O God of Love (the cause is thy own); reward thou, as it deserves, my suffering persevereance! -Succeed my endeavours to bring back to thy obedience, this charming fugitive! -Make her acknowlege her rashness; repent her insults; implore my forgiveness; beg to be re-instated in my favour, and that I will bury in oblivion the remembrance of her heinous offence against thee, and against me, thy faithful votary.
The chariot at the door! -I come! I come!-
I attend you, good Captain-
Indeed, Sir-
Pray, Sir-Civility is not ceremony.
And now, dressed like a bridegroom, my heart elated beyond that of the most desiring one (attended by a footman whom my Beloved never saw), I am already at Hampstead!
END of Vol. 4.
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