Just returned from the house; the applause was as great as her most sanguine friends could wish. Miss Young was interrupted three different times, in the speech on false honor, with bursts of approbation. When Rivers, who was thought dead, appeared in the fifth act, they quite shouted for joy. The curtain fell to slow music,--and now for the moment when the fate of the piece was to be decided! The audience did her the honor to testify their approbation by the warmest applause that could possibly be given; for when Hull came forward to ask their permission to perform it again, they did give leave by three loud shouts, and by many huzzaings. ----[2] MORE: _Letter to her sisters, London_, 1779, in “Memoirs of Hannah More,” by W. Roberts. * * * * * [Sidenote: Life with Mrs. Garrick] Mrs. Garrick and I read to ourselves _sans_ intermission.... We never see a human face but each other’s. Though in such deep retirement, I am never dull, because I am not reduced to the fatigue of entertaining dunces, or of being obliged to listen to them. We dress like a couple of Scaramouches, dispute like a couple of Jesuits, eat like a couple of aldermen, walk like a couple of porters, and read as much as two doctors of either university. HANNAH MORE: _Letters to her sisters, Hampton_, 1780, in ‘Memoirs,’ by W. Roberts. * * * * * [Sidenote: Love of the country.] We go to-morrow to smell the lilacs and syringas at Hampton. I long for the sweet tranquillity of that delicious retreat. HANNAH MORE: _Letter to Mrs. Gwatkin, London_, 1776, in ‘Memoirs,’ by W. Roberts. * * * * * I did not think there could have been so beautiful a place [as Wimbledon Park] within seven miles of London; the park has as much variety of ground, and is as _un-Londonish_ as if it were a hundred miles off; and I enjoyed the violets and the birds more than all the marechal powder and the music of this foolish town. HANNAH MORE: _Letter to her sister, from London_, 1780, in ‘Memoirs,’ by W. Roberts. * * * * * [Sidenote: Home at Cowslip Green.]