Sir Charles set out this morning to attend the triple marriages; dressed charmingly, his sister says. I have made Miss Grandison promise to give me an account of such particulars, as, by the help of Saunders, and Sir Charles's own relation, she can pick up. All we single girls, I believe, are pretty attentive to such subjects as these; as what one day may be our own concern. LETTER XVI MISS GRANDISON, TO MISS BYRON THURSDAY NIGHT. Unreasonable, wicked, cruel Byron! To expect a poor creature, so near her execution, to write an account of other people's behaviour in the same tremendous circumstances! The matrimonial noose has hung over my head for some time past; and now it is actually fitted to my devoted neck.--Almost choaked, my dear!--This moment done hearing read, the firsts, seconds, thirds, fourths, to near a dozen of them--Lord be merciful to us!--And the villanous lawyer rearing up to me his spectacled nose, as if to see how I bore it! Lord G---- insulting me, as I thought, by his odious leers: Lady Gertrude simpering; little Emily ready to bless herself--How will the dear Harriet bear these abominable recitatives?-- But I am now up stairs from them all, in order to recover my breath, and obey my Byron. Well, but what am I now to say about the Danbys? Richard has made his report; Sir Charles has told us some things: yet I will only give you heads: make out the rest. In the first place, my brother went to Mrs. Harrington's (Miss Danby's aunt:) she did every thing but worship him. She had with her two young ladies, relations of her late husband, dainty damsels of the city, who had procured themselves to be invited, that they might see the man, whom they called, a wonder of generosity and goodness. Richard heard one of them say to the other, Ah, sister, this is a king of a man! What pity there are not many such! But, Harriet, if there were a hundred of them, we would not let one of them go into the city for a wife; would we, my dear? Sir Charles praised Miss Danby. She was full of gratitude; and of humility, I suppose. Meek, modest, and humble, are qualities of which men are mighty fond in women. But matrimony, and a sense of obligation, are equally great humblers even of spirits prouder than that of Miss Danby; as your poor Charlotte can testify. The young gentlemen, with the rest, were to meet Sir Charles, the bride, and these ladies, at St. Helen's, I think the church is called. As if wedlock were an honour, the Danby girl, in respect to Sir Charles, was to be first yoked. He gave her away to the son Galliard. The father Galliard gave his daughter to Edward Danby: but first Mr. Hervey gave his niece to the elder. One of the brides, I forget which, fainted away; another half-fainted-- Saved by timely salts: the third, poor soul, wept heartily--as I suppose I shall do on Tuesday. Never surely was there such a matrimony promoter, as my brother. God give me soon my revenge upon him in the same way!