Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 6 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 376 pages of information about Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 6.

Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 6 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 376 pages of information about Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 6.

Now indeed do I from my heart wish that I had never known this lady.  But who would have thought there had been such a woman in the world?  Of all the sex I have hitherto known, or heard, or read of, it was once subdued, and always subdued.  The first struggle was generally the last; or, at least, the subsequent struggles were so much fainter and fainter, that a man would rather have them than be without them.  But how know I yet——­

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It is now near six—­the sun for two hours past has been illuminating every thing about me:  for that impartial orb shines upon Mother Sinclair’s house as well as upon any other:  but nothing within me can it illuminate.

At day-dawn I looked through the key-hole of my beloved’s door.  She had declared she would not put off her clothes any more in this house.  There I beheld her in a sweet slumber, which I hope will prove refreshing to her disturbed senses; sitting in her elbow-chair, her apron over her head; her head supported by one sweet hand, the other hand hanging down upon her side, in a sleepy lifelessness; half of one pretty foot only visible.

See the difference in our cases! thought I:  she, the charming injured, can sweetly sleep, while the varlet injurer cannot close his eyes; and has been trying, to no purpose, the whole night to divert his melancholy, and to fly from himself!

As every vice generally brings on its own punishment, even in this life; if any thing were to tempt me to doubt of future punishment, it would be, that there can hardly be a greater than that in which I at this instant experience in my own remorse.

I hope it will go off.  If not, well will the dear creature be avenged; for I shall be the most miserable of men.

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SIX O’CLOCK.

Just now Dorcas tells me, that her lady is preparing openly, and without disguise, to be gone.  Very probable.  The humour she flew away from me in last night has given me expectation of such an enterprize.

Now, Jack, to be thus hated and despised!—­And if I have sinned beyond forgiveness——­

But she has sent me a message by Dorcas, that she will meet me in the dining-room; and desires [odd enough] that the wretch may be present at the conversation that shall pass between us.  This message gives me hope.

NINE O’CLOCK.

Confounded art, cunning villany!—­By my soul, she had like to have slipped through my fingers!  She meant nothing by her message but to get Dorcas out of the way, and a clear coast.  Is a fancied distress, sufficient to justify this lady for dispensing with her principles?  Does she not show me that she can wilfully deceive, as well as I?

Had she been in the fore-house, and no passage to go through to get at the street-door, she had certainly been gone.  But her haste betrayed her:  for Sally Martin happening to be in the fore-parlour, and hearing a swifter motion than usual, and a rustling of silks, as if from somebody in a hurry, looked out; and seeing who it was, stept between her and the door, and set her back against it.

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