Lady Maclairn, the victim of villany : $b A novel, volume 2 (of 4)Hunter, Mrs. (Rachel)
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Lady Maclairn, the victim of villany : $b A novel, volume 2 (of 4)
Hunter, Mrs. (Rachel)
English fiction
It has fallen out exactly as Mrs. Allen predicted: my restlessness has
done no more than to weary my body; my mind travels to you, and I must
humour it. We will not talk however of those, who, with palpitating
hearts, are, as they journey on, thinking of their first reception,
and the embarrassments of an introduction to beings of an higher order
than such poor mortals as croud this busy scene. How I should enjoy
your defeat, Lucy, when your eyes, for the first time, behold "My
fairest amongst women," an epithet you have so unmercifully rallied.
You will be candid, and I shall forgive you; only in future acknowledge
that I can praise _accurately_, and, in this instance, have praised
_soberly_. It is an age since I have examined my talents in this way;
but so confident am I that the sight of Miss Howard and her uncle will
establish my excellence as a painter, whose hand is guided by truth and
nature, that I fearlessly send you two other portraits, which ought
long since to have graced your cabinet. I wish Sedley was thirty years
older than he is, it would save me the time necessary to delineate not
only the features, but the character of Mr. Greenwood, who,
"In manners gentle, in affection mild,
In wit a man, simplicity a child,"
brings to my fancy what Sedley will be when a grandfather, and whom
I already reverence as one every time Mr. Greenwood speaks. They
certainly are near relations; only nature, always provident as well as
kind in her donations, thought that one at a time would be sufficient
for her honour; and one in a country enough to allure mankind to a love
of goodness and simplicity of heart. One trait which they possess in
common, convinces me that my hypothesis is not altogether fallacious;
for I dare not be saucy with either, though I love them both. You who
are deeper than myself in metaphysics, will descover the cause for my
respect and good behaviour with them, when, with others, "my lips utter
folly," and I am as "a bubbling brook."
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