, by what he said.
And what is the important point we are to settle, (said he, tenderly taking my hand) if it is one in which I am any way concerned, I know no person on whose judgment I could so firmly depend as in that of the lovely Miss Herbert—what is the resolution the charming Emily is so positive I have formed.
Ah, replied I, smiling, though a good deal disconcerted, it is not, I may safely say, that you will not be a listener, Sir Henry, but I will punish you by not gratifying your curiosity.
Then you must permit me to guess again, (taking my hand) and if my conjecture is right, I may venture to pronounce you are deceived, whatever resolution I may have formed, I feel it will not long be in my power to keep it.
Here, Sophia, to my infinite satisfaction our tête-à-tête was interrupted by the entrance of Lord Neville. I slipped away and came up to finish this epistle. Perhaps you will think the last page

contains more interesting matters than the first.—I know not, Sophia, nor can I with certainty say, whether I wish what I have just related, will bear the interpretation I well know you will put upon it; I will consider it more at leisure, and once more bid you adieu.
EMILY HERBERT.

P. S.
You must be content without the copy of the letter I hoped to have got for you. Lady Mary is so much engaged, I could not think of giving her the trouble of looking for it; nor am I quite certain it is a proper request—Suffice it to say, his Lordship has managed the point with a better grace than we expected.—The pretence he urges for declining the honour of her hand is, that his heart is irrevocably attached to another, of course unworthy her Ladyship's acceptance; she has only therefore to command him, and shall find him ready to fulfill the engagement, to which he is bound by his father's will, wishing her every possible happiness with a more deserving object—

Ah, Sophia, a more unworthy one she can hardly meet with.

Same to the Same.
MY dear Sophia, my Aunt has just wrote me a most wonderful piece of news!—Yet, I know not why I should look upon it in that light neither, since her Ladyship's beauty at least, whatever her other perfections may do, is sufficiently attractive for even a conquest of this flattering nature—Lady Standley I mean!—A Parisian Duke, my dear,
