After all, I begin to be very much vexed about Brown's silence.
Had he been obliged to leave the country, I am sure he would at least have written to me.

Is it possible that my father can have intercepted his letters?
But no, that is contrary to all his principles; I don't think he would open a letter addressed to me to-night, to prevent my jumping out of window to-morrow.

What an expression I have suffered to escape my pen! I should be ashamed of it, even to you, Matilda, and used in jest.

But I need not take much merit for acting as I ought to do.

This same Mr.Vanbeest Brown is by no means so very ardent a lover as to hurry the object of his attachment into such inconsiderate steps.