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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 Lovelace or not, I know you will be impatient to hear what Mrs. Fortescue has said of him. Nor will I keep you longer in suspense.
Lovelace staid, as soon as he was gone, tell of it in praise of 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 every one's ill word: and so indeed they ought; because they are only solicitous to keep that which they prefer to every one's good one.
If Lovelace 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.
And as I shall appeal, or refer my scruples on this head, to the good Dr. 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 so many arguments to condemn the actions I have been so unhappily betrayed into.
My mother all the time was praying and struggling to with-hold my father in the great parlour. Meanwhile my sister, who had treated Mr. Lovelace with virulence, came in to me, and insulted me as fast as I recovered. But when Mr. Lovelace was told how ill I was, he departed; nevertheless vowing revenge. He was ever a favourite with our domestics.
Lovelace gives the following account of his rude rapture, when he seized her hand, and put her, by his WILD manner, as she expresses it, Letter XXXIX. into such terror. Darkness and light, I swore, were convertible at her pleasure: she could make any subject plausible. I was all error: she all perfection. And I snatched her hand; and, more than kissed it, I was ready to devour it.
"To whom does that little Moresco belong?" he asked worthy Madame Bergmann. "To the English," Monsieur Bergmann replied. "But she never was born in England!" "They may have brought her from the Indies," said Madame Bergmann. "I have been told that Miss Lovelace is fond of music.
Bethersden is connected with the Lovelaces for they owned it, Richard Lovelace, the poet, having sold Lovelace Place to Richard Hulse, soon after the death of Charles I. Three members of the Lovelace family lie in the church, their tombs marked by brasses; William Lovelace another William Lovelace, gentleman , and Thomas Lovelace .
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. I never forget the minutiae in my contrivances.
He is at once sublime and touching, childlike and of the race of giants. In a single letter Henarez has outstripped volumes from Lovelace or Saint-Preux. Here is true love, no beating about the bush. Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity. Here am I, shorn of all my little arts! To refuse or accept!
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