health, and even his life; both which, she would have it,
depended on my favour to him. I was greatly affected; and at last
besought her, if she valued my friendship as I did hers, never more to
mention to me a subject which gave me a pain too sensible for my peace.

She requested me to assure her, that neither Mr. Greville, nor Mr.
Fenwick, might be the man. They both took upon them, she said, to
ridicule her brother for the profound respect, even to reverence, that he
bore me; which, if he knew, might be attended with consequences: for that
her brother, mild and gentle as was his passion for me, had courage to
resent any indignities that might be cast upon him by spirits boisterous
as were those of the two gentlemen she had named. She never, therefore,
told her brother of their scoffs. But it would go to her heart, if
either of them should succeed, or have reason but for a distant hope.

I made her heart easy, on that score.

I have just now heard, that Sir Hargrave Pollexfen is come from abroad
already. What can be the meaning of it? He is so low-minded, so
malicious a man, and I have suffered so much from him--What can be the
meaning of his sudden return? I am told, that he is actually in London.
Pray, my dear Lady G----, inform yourself about him; and whether he
thinks of coming into these parts.

Mr. Greville, when he met us at Stoney-Stratford, threw out menaces
against Sir Hargrave, on my account; and said, It was well he was gone
abroad. I told him then, that he had no business, even were Sir Hargrave
present, to engage himself in my quarrels.

Mr. Greville is an impetuous man; a man of rough manners; and makes many
people afraid of him. He has, I believe, indeed, had his spies about me;
for he seems to know every thing that has befallen me in my absence from
Selby House.

He has dared also to threaten somebody else. Insolent wretch! But he
hinted to me yesterday, that he was exceedingly pleased with the news,
that a certain gentleman was gone abroad, in order to prosecute a former
amour, was the light wretch's as light expression. If my indignant eyes
could have killed him, he would have fallen dead at my feet.

Let the constant and true respects of all my friends to you and yours,
and to my beloved Emily, be always, for the future, considered as very
affectionately expressed, whether the variety of other subjects leaves
room for a particular expression of them, or not, by, my dearest Lady
G----,

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