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"And burns Lorenzo still for the sublime Of life? to hang his airy nest on high?" Is this a picture of the son of the Rector of Welwyn? "Eighth Night:" which even now does not apply to his son. In "Night Five:" "So wept Lorenzo fair Clarissa's fate, Who gave that angel-boy on whom he dotes, And died to give him, orphaned in his birth!" At the beginning of the "Fifth Night" we find:
Clarissa's heart sank within her as she heard the words. The appreciation of a woman in such matters is as fine as the nose of a hound, and is all but unintelligible to a man. "Oh, yes, Mr. Newton," said Mary smiling. "But if he asks her, she'll take him." No such words as these were formed even in Clarissa's mind; but after some fashion such was the ejaculation of her heart.
The visible effort of keeping all Clarissa's friends at a distance all the time, so that she may be enabled to communicate only by letter, seems always on the point of bearing him down; while in the case of Grandison it may be said to do so finally, when Miss Byron is reduced to reporting to her friend what another friend has reported concerning Sir Charles's report of his past life among the Italians.
The Captain did appear at this very moment carrying a glass of that beverage, much to Clarissa's relief, for a tete-a-tete with Lady Laura was very embarrassing to her just now. "My dear Miss Lovel, you must think me an utter barbarian," exclaimed the Captain; "but you really can't conceive the difficulties I've had to overcome.
Every sitter in your studio an enemy in the house every tube of paint a silent witness of your frailty every brush stroke a delicious pain the agony of it!" She tweaked Clarissa's ear and whispered into its tip. "It's much wiser to be just a donkey, isn't it, Clarissa?" Markham grinned a little sheepishly, but like Clarissa refused to be drawn into the discussion.
Till he should come she would do nothing and say nothing. Such was her determination when Clarissa's step was heard, and in a moment Clarissa's arm was round her waist. "Mary," she said, "you must come out with me. Come and walk with me. I am going to Mrs. Brownlow's. You must come." "To walk there and back?" said Mary, smiling. "We will return in an omnibus; but you must come.
Betty sat in her favorite seat, a low, three-legged cricket, on the side farthest from the fire in Clarissa's little morning-room; it was the day before Christmas, and Betty's fingers were busy tying evergreens into small bunches and wreaths. Of these a large hamperful stood at her elbow, and Peter was cutting away the smaller branches, with a face of importance.
In the first place, it would have been rather difficult to give any adequate reason for his presence in Holborough; and in the second, he had an unspeakable repugnance to any social intercourse with Clarissa's husband.
He was certainly one who could have sung the old song, "If she be not fair for me, what care I how fair she be." And yet Clarissa's conduct had distressed him, and had caused him to go about throughout the whole afternoon with his heart almost in his boots. He had felt her coldness to him much more severely than he had that of Mary Bonner.
Granger, there was a faint rustling of silk behind the portiere dividing Lady Laura's room from the next apartment; but Clarissa was too agitated to notice this. Laura Armstrong received her with effusion. "My dearest girl," she exclaimed, rising, and grasping both Clarissa's hands, as the man closed the door, "how glad I am to see you! Do you know, something told me you would come to me?
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