Adieu! I shall be about a fortnight absent: by that time she will be embarked for England. I cannot bring myself to see her the wife of another. Do not be alarmed for me; reason and the impossibility of success will conquer my passion for this angelic woman; I have been to blame in allowing myself to see her so often. Yours, Ed. Rivers. LETTER 27. To Miss Rivers, Clarges Street. Beaumont, Oct. 7. I think I breathe a freer air now I am out of Quebec. I cannot bear wherever I go to meet this Sir George; his triumphant air is insupportable; he has, or I fancy he has, all the insolence of a happy rival; 'tis unjust, but I cannot avoid hating him; I look on him as a man who has deprived me of a good to which I foolishly fancy I had pretensions. My whole behaviour has been weak to the last degree: I shall grow more reasonable when I no longer see this charming woman; I ought sooner to have taken this step. I have found here an excuse for my excursion; I have heard of an estate to be sold down the river; and am told the purchase will be less expence than clearing any lands I might take up. I will go and see it; it is an object, a pursuit, and will amuse me. I am going to send my servant back to Quebec; my manner of leaving it must appear extraordinary to my friends; I have therefore made this estate my excuse. I have written to Miss Fermor that I am going to make a purchase; have begged my warmest wishes to her lovely friend, for whose happiness no one on earth is more anxious; but have told her Sir George is too much the object of my envy, to expect from me very sincere congratulations. Adieu! my servant waits for this. You shall hear an account of my adventures when I return to Quebec. Yours, Ed. Rivers. LETTER 28. To Miss Fermor, at Silleri. Quebec, Oct. 7, twelve o'clock. I must see you, my dear, this evening; my mind is in an agitation not to be expressed; a few hours will determine my happiness or misery for ever; I am displeased with your father for precipitating a determination which cannot be made with too much caution. I have a thousand things to say to you, which I can say to no one else. Be at home, and alone; I will come to you as soon as dinner is over. Adieu! Your affectionate Emily Montague. LETTER 29. To Miss Montague, at Quebec. I will be at home, my dear, and denied to every body but you. I pity you, my dear Emily; but I am unable to give you advice. The world would wonder at your hesitating a moment. Your faithful A. Fermor. LETTER 30. To Miss Fermor, at Silleri. Quebec, Oct. 7, three o'clock. My visit to you is prevented by an event beyond my hopes. Sir George has this moment a letter from his mother, desiring him earnestly to postpone his marriage till spring, for some reasons of consequence to his fortune, with the particulars of which she will acquaint him by the next packet.