uncertainty with me.

Reading to herself, to the words,
'Almost an equal interest,'
How is that, said she, repeating them?—O, it is explained—
'But when his dear Clementina'
[Do I go too fast for your eye, Mrs. Beaumont?]
'began to shew signs of recovery,'
[She sighed]
'and seemed to confirm the hopes I had given him of my partiallty for him,'
[Modest, good man!]
'then did I content myself,'
says he [Look, Mrs. Beaumont]
'with wishing another husband to the English Lady, more worthy of her than my unhappy situation could have made me.'
—Excellent English Lady! If it were in my power, I would make you amends for having shared a heart with you (so it seems) that ought, my circumstances and your merit considered, to have been all your own!


'What a disappointment was my rejection of him?'
—See, these are his words.—And these too; that
'he admires me, however, for my motives.'


'Marriage, he says, is not in his power; for there is but one woman in the world, now I have refused him, that, he can think worthy of succeeding me.
—What honour he does me. Thank God she is an English woman! O that I had any influence over her! Sweet Lady! amiable Englishwoman, let not punctilio

deprive you of such a man as this!—Shew her this Letter, my good Grandison! Let me transcribe from it, rather, for your perusal, happy English Lady! certain passages in it, so delicate, so worthy of himself, and of you.


'Thousands, of whom he is not worthy,'
he says. How, how can he say so?


'She has for an admirer every one who knows her.'
—She shall have me for an admirer, Mrs. Beaumont, if she will accept of my fourth brother. She will accept of him, if she deserves the character he gives her: Let me tell you, Lady, that your heart is narrower than that of Clementina, if you think it a diminution to your honour, that he has loved that Clementina. Why cannot you and I be sisters? My love shall be but a sisterly love. You may depend upon the honour of the Chevalier Grandison. He will do his duty in every relation of life! What can be your doubts?


'Even Olivia, he says, admires you!'
—And will such a woman stand upon punctilious observances