The novels of Samuel RichardsonComplete and unabridged . G——, and their lords, have promised to accompany us: so has Dr. Bartlett: and we all hope that SirEdward Beauchamp will not refuse to revisit Italy with hisfriends. Friday, June 1. Six happy days from the date of the letter which LadyClementina wrote to her father and mother, has the countpassed with us; the happiest, he often declared, of his life; forin every one of them, he was admitted, with a freedom thatrejoiced his heart, to converse with the mistress of his called upon him more than once, in that space of time, tobeha
The novels of Samuel RichardsonComplete and unabridged . G——, and their lords, have promised to accompany us: so has Dr. Bartlett: and we all hope that SirEdward Beauchamp will not refuse to revisit Italy with hisfriends. Friday, June 1. Six happy days from the date of the letter which LadyClementina wrote to her father and mother, has the countpassed with us; the happiest, he often declared, of his life; forin every one of them, he was admitted, with a freedom thatrejoiced his heart, to converse with the mistress of his called upon him more than once, in that space of time, tobehave to her as a brother to his sister; for this, she thinks,the uncertainty of what her situation may be a twelvemonthhence, requires, for both their sakes. Sweetly composed, sweetly easy, was her whole behaviourto him and to everybody else, during these six days. The sis-terly character was well supported by her to him: but in thecount, the most ardent, the most respectful and even venerat-ing lover took place of the brotherly one. Signer Jeronymo. H T^ mm dei/ana so SIR CHARLES ORANDISON. 281 loves his sister as he loves himself; but the eyes of the count,compared with those of Jeronymo, demonstrated that thereare two sorts of love; yet both ardent; and soul in both. The parting scene between Clementina and the count was,on his side, a very fervent, on herSj a kind one. On his knees,he pressed with his lips her not withdrawn hand. He wouldhave spoken; but only could by his eyes, which run over—Be happy, my Lord Belvedere, said she. You have my wishesfor your health and safety—Adieu. She was for retiring: but the count and Signer Sebastiano(of the latter of whom she had taken leave just before) fol-lowing her a few paces, she turned; and with a noble com-posure. Adieu, once more, my two friends, said she: Takecare, my lord, of Signer Sebastiano: Cousin, take care of theCount of Belvedere; courtesying to both. The count bowedto the ground, speechless. As she pas
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