and finery in the dress of men; and
particularly with a view to exalt himself, ridicules Belford on this
subject.
LETTER XXXIII. XXXIV. XXXV. XXXVI. XXXVII.
Sharp letters that pass between Miss Howe and Arabella Harlowe.
LETTER XXXVIII. Mrs. Harlowe to Mrs. Howe.--
Sent with copies of the five foregoing letters.
LETTER XXXIX. Mrs. Howe to Mrs. Harlowe. In answer.
LETTER XL. Miss Howe to Clarissa.--
Desires an answer to her former letters for her to communicate to Miss
Montague. Farther enforces her own and her mother's opinion, that she
should marry Lovelace. Is obliged by her mother to go to a ball at
Colonel Ambrose's. Fervent professions of her friendly love.
LETTER XLI. Clarissa to Miss Howe.--
Her noble reasons for refusing Lovelace. Desires her to communicate
extracts from this letter to the Ladies of his family.
LETTER XLII. From the same.--
Begs, for her sake, that she will forbear treating her relations with
freedom and asperity. Endeavours, in her usual dutiful manner, to defend
their conduct towards her. Presses her to make Mr. Hickman happy.
LETTER XLIII. Mrs. Norton to Clarissa.--
Excuses her long silence. Her family, who were intending to favour her,
incensed against her by means of Miss Howe's warm letters to her sister.
LETTER XLIV. Clarissa to Mrs. Norton.--
Is concerned that Miss Howe should write about her to her friends. Gives
her a narrative of all that has befallen her since her last. Her truly
christian frame of mind. Makes reflections worthy of herself, upon her
present situation, and upon her hopes, with regard to a happy futurity.
LETTER XLV.
Copy of Clarissa's humble letter to her sister, imploring the revocation
of her father's heavy malediction.
LETTER XLVI. Belford to Lovelace.--
Defends the lady from the perverseness he (Lovelace) imputes to her on
parting with some of her apparel. Poor Belton's miserable state both of
body and mind. Observations on the friendship of libertines. Admires
the noble simplicity, and natural ease and dignity of style, of the
sacred books. Expatiates upon the pragmatical folly of man. Those who
know least, the greatest scoffers.
LETTER XLVII. From the same.--
The lady parts with one of her best suits of clothes. Reflections upon
such purchasers as take advantage of the necessities of their
fellow-creatures. Self an odious devil. A visible alteration in the
lady for the worse. She gives him all Mr. Lovelace's letters.
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