e, he is a man of honour, and he
will make peace rather than break it. And, my dear Cousin, let me beg
of you while I have nearer relations than my Cousin Morden, dear as you
are, and always were to me, you have no title to avenge my wrongs upon
him who has been the occasion of them. But I wrote to you my mind on
this subject, and my reasons--and I hope I need not further urge them.

I must do Mr. Lovelace so much justice, answered he, wiping his eyes, as
to witness how sincerely he repents him of his ungrateful baseness to
you, and how ready he is to make you all the amends in his power. He
owns his wickedness, and your merit. If he did not, I could not pass it
over, though you have nearer relations; for, my dear Cousin, did not your
grandfather leave me in trust for you? And should I think myself
concerned for your fortune, and not for your honour? But since he is so
desirous to do you justice, I have the less to say; and you may make
yourself entirely easy on that account.

I thank you, thank you, Sir, said she;--all is now as I wished.--But I am
very faint, very weak. I am sorry I cannot hold up; that I cannot better
deserve the honour of this visit--but it will not be--and saying this, she
sunk down in her chair, and was silent.

Hereupon we both withdrew, leaving word that we would be at the Bedford
Head, if any thing extraordinary happened.

We bespoke a little repast, having neither of us dined; and, while it was
getting ready, you may guess at the subject of our discourse. Both
joined in lamentation for the lady's desperate state; admired her
manifold excellencies; severely condemned you and her friends. Yet, to
bring him into better opinion of you, I read to him some passages from
your last letters, which showed your concern for the wrongs you had done
her, and your deep remorse: and he said it was a dreadful thing to labour
under the sense of a guilt so irredeemable.

We procured Mr. Goddard, (Dr. H. not being at home,) once more to visit
her, and to call upon us in his return. He was so good as to do so; but
he tarried with her not five minutes; and told us, that she was drawing
on apace; that he feared she would not live till morning; and that she
wished to see Colonel Morden directly.

The Colonel made excuses where none were needed; and though our little
refection was just brought in, he went away immediately.

I could not touch a morsel; and took pen and ink to amuse myself, and
oblige y