Don't make me angry, Jenkings;--don't pain me;--hear the favour I have to ask, and be my advocate:--it is with Miss Warley I want you to be my advocate.--Then addressing herself to me, Will you, Madam, give me the pleasure of your company often at the Abbey?--I mean, will you come there as if it was your home?--Mr. and Mrs. Jenkings have comforts, I have not,--at least that I can enjoy.--Here she sigh'd deeply;--so deep, that I declare it pierced through my heart;--I felt as if turn'd into stone;--what I suppose I was a true emblem of.--The silent friends that trickled down my cheeks brought me back from that inanimate state,--and I found myself in the embraces of Lady Powis, tenderly affectionate, as when in the arms of Mrs. Whitmore.--Judge not, Madam, said I, from my present stupidity, that I am so wanting in my head or heart, to be insensible of this undeserv'd goodness.--With Mr. and Mrs. Jenkings's permission, I am devoted to your Ladyship's service.--_Our_ approbation! Miss Warley, return'd the former;--_yes, that_ you have:--her Ladyship cannot conceive how happy she has made us.--Sir James seconded his Lady with a warmth perfectly condescending:--no excuse would be taken; I must spend the next day at the Abbey; their coach was to attend me. Our amiable guests did not move till summoned by the dinner-bell, which is plainly to be heard there.--I thought I should have shed tears to see them going.--I long'd to walk part of the way, but was afraid to propose it, lest I should appear presumptuous.--Her Ladyship perceiv'd my inclinations,--look'd delighted,--and requested my company; on which Mr. Jenkings offer'd his service to escort me back. How was I surpris'd at ascending the hill!--My feet seem'd leading me to the first garden--the sweet abode of innocence!--Ten thousand beauties broke on my sight;--ten thousand pleasures, before unknown, danced through my heart.--Behold me on the summit;--behold me full of surprise,--full of admiration!--How enchanting the park! how clear the river that winds through it!--What taste,--what elegance, in the plantations!--How charmingly are Nature's beauties rang'd by art!--The trees,--the shrubs,--the flowers,--hold up their heads, as if proud of the spot they grow on!--Then the noble old structure,--the magnificent mansion of this ancient family, how does it fire the beholder with veneration and delight! The very walls seem'd to speak; at least there was something that inform'd _me_, native dignity, and virtues hereditary, dwelt within them. The sight of a chaise and four, standing at the entrance, hurried me from the charming pair of this paradise, after many good days ecchoed to me, and thanks respectful return'd them by the same messenger.