Miss Winter was next call'd upon and the guitarre presented to her by Lord Darcey.--A long time she absolutely refused it; declaring she had not learnt any new music this year.--What does that signify, Miss Winter? said her mother; you know you have a sweet voice. Bless me! Madam! how can you say so?--To be sure, I should sing to great advantage _now_. Well, Nancy, you'll oblige _Papa?_--says the old Gentleman; I know you'll oblige _Papa_,--stalking over to her on the tops of his toes. Here the contest ended; _Miss_ taking the guitarre, condescended to oblige her _Papa_. She really sings and plays well:--if her manner had been less affected, we should have been more entertain'd.--The company staid supper, after which Lord Darcey came with me home.--I made _no_ objection:--of all things, I would make _none_--after what pass'd at table. Fortunate event! how I rejoice in my recovered tranquillity! The thoughts, the pleasing thoughts of freedom have kept me from sleep; I could not think of repose amidst my charming reflections. Happy, happy change! It is past two o'clock!--At all times and all seasons, I am, my dear Lady, Yours invariably, F. WARLEY. LETTER XVII. Miss WARLEY to the same. _From Mr. Jenkings's_. Sent for before breakfast!--Nobody in the coach!--Well, I am glad of that, however.--Something very extraordinary must have happen'd.--I hope Lady Powis is not ill.--No other message but to desire I would come immediately.--I go, my dear Lady; soon as I return will acquaint you what has occasion'd me this _early_ summons. Eight o'clock at Night. No ill news! quite the reverse:--I am escaped from the house of festivity to make your Ladyship a partaker. My spirits are in a flutter.--I know not where to begin.--I have run every step of the way, till I am quite out of breath.--Mr. Powis is coming home,--absolutely coming home to settle;--married _too_, but I cannot tell all at once.--Letters with an account of it have been this morning receiv'd. He does not say _who_ his wife is, only one of the best women in the world. She will be received with affection;--I know she will.--Lady Powis declares, they shall be folded together in her arms. It was too much for Sir James, he quite roared again when he held out to me the letter,--I don't believe he has eat a morsel this day.--I never before saw a man so affected with joy.--Thank God! I left him pure and calm. The servants were like mad creatures, particularly those who lived in the family before Mr. Powis left England.--He seems, in short, to be considered as one risen from the dead.--