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"What does Miss Anville mean?" "I cannot now explain myself; indeed, if I could, the task would be both painful and tedious." "O, Miss Anville," cried he, "when may I hope to date the period of this mystery? when flatter myself that my promised friend will indeed honour me with her confidence?"
He shut the door after he came in, and, approaching me with a look of anxiety, said, "Is this true, Miss Anville, are you going?" "I believe so, my Lord," said I, still looking for the books. "So suddenly, so unexpectedly must I lose you?" "No great loss, my Lord," cried I, endeavouring to speak cheerfully. "Is it possible," said he gravely, "Miss Anville can doubt my sincerity?"
He seemed very serious, and said, in a grave tone of voice, "At length, Miss Anville, I flatter myself I have hit upon an expedient that will oblige you; and therefore, though it is death to myself, I will put in practice." I begged him to explain himself.
Before I could answer, a servant came to tell me the chaise was ready, and that Mrs. Selwyn was enquiring for me. "I will wait on her immediately," cried I, and away I was running; but Lord Orville, stopping me, said, with great emotion, "Is it thus, Miss Anville, you leave me?" "My Lord," cried I, "how can I help it?-perhaps, soon, some better opportunity may offer-"
YOUR last communication, my dearest child, is indeed astonishing; that an acknowledged daughter and heiress of Sir John Belmont should be at Bristol, and still my Evelina bear the name of Anville, is to me inexplicable; yet the mystery of the letter to Lady Howard prepared me to expect something extraordinary upon Sir John Belmont's return to England.
"O yes, my Lord, our stay has already exceeded our intentions." "Are you, then, so particularly partial to the country?" "We merely came to town, my Lord, to meet Captain Mirvan." "And does Miss Anville feel no concern at the idea of the many mourners her absence will occasion?" "O, my Lord,-I'm sure you don't think-" I stopt there; for, indeed, I hardly knew what I was going to say.
"By Heaven," cried he, with warmth, "you distract me;-why, tell me,-why do I see you here?-Is this a place for Miss Anville?-these dark walks!-no party! no companion!-by all that's good I can scarce believe my senses!"
"Oh, yes," cried she, "we shall certainly be there; so you may bring the verses with you, if Miss Anville can wait for them so long." "I hope then," returned he, "that you will do me the honour to dance with me?" I thanked him, but said I should not be at the assembly. "Not be at the assembly?" cried Mrs. Selwyn, "Why, have you, too, letters to write?"
I wish I was such a good-plucked one as you, Miss Anville," &c. The conversation, you perceive, might be easily written down to this key; and if the hero and heroine were modern, they would not be suffered to go through their dialogue on stilts, but would converse in the natural graceful way at present customary.
Selwyn made her appearance. I found that she was acquainted with Sir Clement; and her manner of speaking to him convinced me that he was a favourite with her. When their mutual compliments were over, she turned to me, and said, "Pray, Miss Anville, how long can you live without nourishment?" "Indeed, Ma'am," said I, laughing, "I have never tried."
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