e of my intentions by her, I was in no pain on that account;
and the less, as I have always been above hypocrisy, or wishing to be
thought better than I am. And indeed, what occasion has a man to be an
hypocrite, who has hitherto found his views upon the sex better answered
for his being known to be a rake? Why, even my beloved here denied not
to correspond with me, though her friends had taught her to think me a
libertine--Who then would be trying a new and worse character?

And then Mrs. Greme is a pious matron, and would not have been biased
against truth on any consideration. She used formerly, while there were
any hopes of my reformation, to pray for me. She hardly continues the
good custom, I doubt; for her worthy lord makes no scruple occasionally
to rave against me to man, woman, and child, as they come in his way.
He is very undutiful, as thou knowest. Surely, I may say so; since all
duties are reciprocal. But for Mrs. Greme, poor woman! when my lord
has the gout, and is at The Lawn, and the chaplain not to be found, she
prays by him, or reads a chapter to him in the Bible, or some other good
book.

Was it not therefore right to introduce such a good sort of woman to
the dear creature; and to leave them, without reserve, to their own
talk!--And very busy in talk I saw they were, as they rode; and felt it
too; for most charmingly glowed my cheeks.

I hope I shall be honest, I once more say: but as we frail mortals are
not our own masters at all times, I must endeavour to keep the dear
creature unapprehensive, until I can get her to our acquaintance's in
London, or to some other safe place there. Should I, in the interim,
give her the least room for suspicion; or offer to restrain her; she
can make her appeals to strangers, and call the country in upon me; and,
perhaps, throw herself upon her relations on their own terms. And were I
now to lose her, how unworthy should I be to be the prince and leader
of such a confraternity as ours!--How unable to look up among men! or to
shew my face among women!

As things at present stand, she dare not own that she went off against
her own consent; and I have taken care to make all the implacables
believe, that she escaped with it.

She has received an answer from Miss Howe, to the letter written to her
from St. Alban's.*

* See Vol. II. Letter XLVIII.

Whatever are the contents, I know not; but she was drowned in tears on
the perusal of it. And I am the suff