Well then, continued Sir James, since my Lord _will_ have it so,--let me draw your eye, Miss Warley, from Sir Thomas Slater's, and fix it on Lord Allen's: Observe the situation!--Nothing can be more beautiful, the mind of its owner excepted. _That_ house on the left is Mr. Winter's.--Chance!--_Strange chance!_--has just put him in possession of an immense fortune, with which he is going to purchase a _coronet_ for his daughter.--The fellow does not know what to do with his _money_, and has at last found an _ape_ of quality, that will take _it_ off his hands. In this manner was Sir James characterising his neighbours, when a sudden and violent storm descended.--Half a mile from the _Dairy-house_, the rain fell in such torrents, that we were wet through, before a friendly oak offer'd us its shelter.--Never shall I forget my own or Lord Darcey's figure: he stripp'd himself of his coat, and would have thrown it over Lady Powis. Her Ladyship absolutely refusing it, her cloak being thick, mine the reverse, he forc'd it upon me. Sir James a assisting to put my arms into the sleeves.--Nor was I yet enough of the amazon:--they even compell'd me to exchange my hat for his, lapping it, about my ears.--What a strange _metamorphose!_--I cannot think of it without laughing!--To complete the scene, no exchange could be made, till we reach'd the Abbey.--In this droll situation, we waited for the coach; and getting, in, streaming from head to toe, it more resembled a bathing machine, than any other vehicle. A gentleman, who, after a chace of ten hours, had taken shelter under the roof of Sir James, was, at our return, stamping up and down, the vestibule, disappointed both in his sport and dinner, shew'd an aspect cloudy as the heavens.--My mortification was scarce supportable, when I heard him roar out, in a voice like thunder, _What the devil have we here?_--I sprang to the top of the stairs in a moment,--there stopp'd to fetch breath; and again the same person, who had so genteelly accosted me, said to Lord Darcey,--_Great_ improvements, upon my soul!--_You_ are return'd a mighty pretty _Miss_.--What, is _this_ the newest dress at Turin?--I heard no more; her Ladyship's woman came and shew'd me to an apartment,--bringing from her Lady's wardrobe a chints négligée, and a suit of flower'd muslin; in which I was soon equipp'd. Lady Powis sent to desire I would come to her dressing room; and, embracing me as I entered, said, with, an air of charming freedom, If you are not hurt, my dear, by our little excursion, I shall be quite in spirits this evening.