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Edward Bulwer Lytton


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Friedrich Schiller


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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


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The history of Sir Charles Grandison

by Samuel Richardson

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, I obeyed. Clementina had asked, Whether she had really seen me, or had only dreamed so. They took this for a favourable indication; and therefore sent ;the above request.

I met the General in Jeronymo's apartment. He iook notice that I was not very well. Mr. Lowther proposed to bleed me. I consented. I afterwards iaw my friend's wounds dressed. The three surgeons pronounced appearances not to be unfavourable.

We all then retired into Mr. Lowther's apartment. The Bishop introduced to us two of the faculty. The prescriptions of the English physicians were considered; and some of the methods approved, and agreed to be pursued.

, Clementina, when I came, was retired to her own apartment with Camilla. Her terrors on Laurana's cruelty had again got possession of her imagination; and they thought it not adviseable that I should be admitted into her presence, till the hurries she was in, on that account, had subsided.

But by this time, being a little more composed, her Mother led her into the dressing-room. The General, and his Lady, were both present; and, by their desire, I was asked to walk in.

Clementina, when I entered, was fitting close to Camilla; her head leaning on her bosom, seemingly thoughtsul. She raised her head, and looked towards me; and, clasping her arms about Camilla's neck, Jiid her face in her bosom for a sew moments; then, loking as bashsul towards me, she loosed her hands, stood up, and looked steadily.at me, and at Camilla, by turns, several times, as irresolute. At last, quitting Camilla, she moved towards me with a stealing pace; but when near me, turning short, hurried to her Mother; and putting one arm about her neck, the other held up, she looked at me, as if she were doubtsul whom she faw. She seemed to whisper to her Mother, but not to be understood. She went then by her Sister-in-law, who took her hand as she passed her, with both hers, and kissed it; and coming to the General, who fat still nearer me, and who had defired me to attend to her motions, she stood by him, and looked at me with a sweet irresolution.

As she had stolen such advances towards me, I could no longer restrain myself. I arose, and, taking her hand, Behold the man, faid I, with a bent knee, whom once you honoured with the name of tutor, your English tutor !—Know you not the gratesul Grandison, whom all your family have honoured with their regard?

Oyes !—Yes,—I think I do. They rejoiced to

hear her speak. But where have you been all this

time?

In England, madam—But returned, lately returned, to visit you and your Jeronymo.

Jeronymo! one hand held up; the other not withdrawn. Poor Jeronymo!

God be praised! faid the General: Some faint hopes. The two Marchionesses wept for joy.

Your Jeronymo, madam, and my Jeronymo, is, we hope, in a happy way. Do you love Jeronymo?

Do I!—But what of Jeronymo ? I don't understand you. , ... JeroJeronymo, now you are well, will be happy.

Am I well? Ah, Sir! But fave me, fave me,

Chevalier!—faintly screaming, and looking about her, with a countenance of woe and terror.

I will fave you, madam. The .General will also protect you. Of whom are you afraid?

0 the cruel, cruel Laurana!—She withdrew her hand in a hurry, and lifted up the fleeve of the other

arm—You shall see—OI have been cruelly used •

But you will protect me. Forbearing to shew her arm, as she seemed to intend.

Laurana shall never more come near you. . But don't hurt her!—Come, sit down by me, and I will tell you all I have suffered.

She hurried to her former seat; and fat down by her weeping Camilla. I followed her. She motioned to me to sit down by her.

Why, you must know, Chevalier—She paused— Ah my head! putting her hand to it—Well, but, now you must leave me. Something is wrong—Leave me—I don't know myself—

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