threw me into the utmost confusion, and I am certain I must have performed the first ceremonials with great awkwardness. The recollection of his late conversation with Mr. Howard, of which I had been solely the subject, and the obligations his generous conduct had laid me under, overpowered me with embarrassment. I knew not how to express my gratitude

for a service so essential, which yet from a thousand circumstances I blushed to remember, and possessed scarce courage to touch on: added to this, the discovery I had made since our last meeting, and the mortifications attending our rejected application to his family, struck me so forcibly, that I was in agitation inexpressible when he entered.
He comes, thought I, at once to convince me how injurious were my suspicions of his pride and duplicity, to express his regret for the ill conduct of his relations, and to shew me how dissimilar is his generous mind from that of his unfeeling mother.
So certain was I of the intention of his visit, that I even wished the explanation over, which must to him prove so embarrassing, as it was likely so little to redound to the honor of his family, and expected every moment when the subject should be introduced. But most carefully

did he guard against every topic that could lead to this point; which he evidently avoided with the most sedulous precaution. Yet his manner possessed that insinuating attention, and his voice that winning softness, which seemed to imply the utmost satisfaction in my company, and which bestows on his a charm, that may be felt, Sophia, alas, too acutely! but which cannot be delineated.
The interesting elegance of his address is indeed so uncommonly engaging, that I think it must be wholly impossible even for a stranger to behold him enter without pleasure, or see him depart without experiencing regret. It is not alone that he is perfectly well bred and intelligent, for from moderate parts, polished by education and knowledge of the world, this may be expected, and uncharacteristic of the English nation as the refinement of good breeding is supposed to be, I have seen, since my residence here,

more than one person to whom I think that panegyric is justly due; but Mr. Roatsley's mind speaks in his countenance and in his manner, and confers on every look and on every motion that grace which a disposition compleatly amiable, and talents thoroughly well cultivated, cannot fail to diffuse over the appearance and behaviour.
My first flutters giving way to the respectful ease of his conversation, I took courage at length to mention the obligation I owed him. I