She was silent: but looked vexed and irresolute.
My sisters, madam, are amiable women. You will be pleased with them.
Lord L---- is a man worthy of Sir Harry's acquaintance. We shall want
nothing, if you would think so, but Mr. Beauchamp's presence among us.
What! I suppose you design your maiden sister for the young fellow--But
if you do, sir, you must ask me for--There she stopt.
Indeed I do not. He is not at present disposed to marry. He never will
without his father's approbation, and let me say--yours. My sister is
addressed to by Lord G----, and I hope will soon be married to him.
And do you say so, Sir Charles Grandison?--Why then you are a more
disinterested man, than I thought you in this application to Sir Harry.
I had no doubt but the young fellow was to be brought over to marry Miss
Grandison; and that he was to be made worthy of her at my expense.
She enjoyed, as it seemed, by her manner of pronouncing the words young
fellow, that designed contempt, which was a tacit confession of the
consequence he once was of to her.
I do assure you, madam, that I know not his heart, if he has at present
any thoughts of marriage.
She seemed pleased at this assurance.
I repeated my wishes, that she would take to herself the merit of
allowing Mr. Beauchamp to return to his native country: and that she
would let me see her hand in Sir Harry's, before I left them.
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