Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 8 eBook

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He has not done cursing him yet; for stalking about the court-yard with his boots on, (the poor fellow dressing his horse, and unable to get from him,) he is at him without mercy; and I will heighten his impatience, (since being just under the window where I am writing, he will not let me attend to my pen,) by telling you how he fills my ears as well as the fellow’s, with his—­Hay, Sir!  And G—­d d—­n ye, Sir!  And were ye my servant, ye dog ye!  And must I stay here till the mid-day sun scorches me to a parchment, for such a mangy dog’s drunken neglect?—­Ye lie, Sirrah!—­Ye lie, I tell you—­[I hear the fellow’s voice in an humble excusatory tone, though not articulately] Ye lie, ye dog!—­I’d a good mind to thrust my whip down your drunken throat:  d—­n me, if I would not flay the skin from the back of such a rascal, if thou wert mine, and have dog’s-skin gloves made of it, for thy brother scoundrels to wear in remembrance of thy abuses of such a master.

The poor horse suffers for this, I doubt not; for, What now! and, Stand still, and be d—­d to ye, cries the fellow, with a kick, I suppose, which he better deserves himself; for these varlets, where they can, are Mowbrays and Lovelaces to man or beast; and not daring to answer him, is flaying the poor horse.

I hear the fellow is just escaped, the horse, (better curried than ordinary, I suppose, in half the usual time,) by his clanking shoes, and Mowbray’s silence, letting me know, that I may now write on:  and so, I will tell thee that, in the first place, (little as I, as well as you, regard dreams,) I would have thee lay thine to heart; for I could give thee such an interpretation of it, as would shock thee, perhaps; and if thou askest me for it, I will.

Mowbray calls to me from the court-yard, that ’tis a cursed hot day, and he shall be fried by riding in the noon of it:  and that poor Belton longs to see me.  So I will only add my earnest desire, that you will give over all thoughts of seeing the lady, if, when this comes to your hand, you have not seen her:  and, that it would be kind, if you’d come, and, for the last time you will ever see your poor friend, share my concern for him; and, in him, see what, in a little time, will be your fate and mine, and that of Mowbray, Tourville, and the rest of us—­For what are ten, fifteen, twenty, or thirty years, to look back to; in the longest of which periods forward we shall all perhaps be mingled with the dust from which we sprung?


Mr. Lovelace, to John Belford, Esq
Wednesday MornAug. 23.

All alive, dear Jack, and in ecstacy!—­Likely to be once more a happy man!  For I have received a letter from my beloved Miss Harlowe; in consequence, I suppose, of that which I mentioned in my last to be left for her from her sister.  And I am setting out for Berks directly, to show the contents to my Lord M. and to receive the congratulations of all my kindred upon it.

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