‘Having been in my Infancy Contracted to a Man I could never endure,
and now by my Parents being likely to be forced to Marry him, is in
short, the great occasion of my grief. I fansy’d (continued she)
something so Generous in your Countenance, and uncommon in your
Behaviour, while you were diverting your self, and rallying me with
Expressions of Gallantry, at the Ball, as induced me to hold Conference
with you. I now freely confess to you, out of design, That if things
should happen as I then feared, and as now they are come to pass, I
might rely upon your assistance in a matter of Concern; and in which I
would sooner chuse to depend upon a generous Stranger, than any
Acquaintance I have. What Mirth and Freedom I then put on, were, I can
assure you, far distant from my Heart; but I did violence to my self
out of Complaisance to your Temper.—I knew you at the Tilting, and
wished you might come off as you did; though I do not doubt, but you
would have had as good Success had it been opposite to my
Inclinations.—Not to detain you by too tedious a Relation, every day my
Friends urged me to the Match they had agreed upon for me, before I was
capable of Consenting; at last their importunities grew to that degree,
that I found I must either consent, which would make me miserable, or
be miserable by perpetually enduring to be baited by my Father, Brother
and other Relations. I resolved yesterday, on a suddain to give firm
Faith to the Opinion I had conceived of you; and accordingly came in
the Evening to request your assistance, in delivering me from my
Tormentors, by a safe and private conveyance of me to a Monastery about
four Leagues hence, where I have an Aunt who would receive me, and is
the only Relation I have averse to the Match. I was surprized at the
appearance of some Company I did not expect at your Lodgings; which
made me in haste tear a Paper which I had written to you with
Directions where to find me, and get speedily away in my Coach to an
old Servant’s House, whom I acquainted with my purpose: By my Order she
provided me of this Habit which I now wear; I ventured to trust my self
with her Brother, and resolved to go under his Conduct to the
Monastery; he proved to be a Villain, and Pretending to take me a short
and private way to the place where he was to take up a Hackney Coach
(for that which I came in was broke some where or other with the haste
it made to carry me from your Lodging) led me into an old ruined
Monastery, where it pleased Heaven, by what Accident I know not, to
direct you. I need not tell you how you saved my Life and my Honour, by
revenging me with the Death of my Perfidious Guide. This is the summ of
my present Condition, bating the apprehensions I am in of being taken
by some of my Relations, and forced to a thing so quite contrary to my
Inclinations.
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