Spare me, spare me from the remorse that will ensue, if such ever be my conduct." "Fear not, my dear and noble child," she exclaimed (her voice I knew expressed emotion), and she pressed me fondly to her heart; "I promise all, all you wish.

Retain these noble feelings, these virtuous fears, and I shall never have occasion to do what you desire.

Oh, that your sister thought the same!" she added; and oh, Mary, I shall never forget the tone of anxiety and almost distress with which those last words were said.
"She does, she will, she must," I said, vehemently, for I would have given worlds to calm the anxiety I know she feels for Caroline, and I do wish that on some points my sister thought as I do, not from vanity, my dear Mary, believe me, but for her own happiness.

I cannot describe each member of our circle, dear Mary, in this letter, but you shall have them by degrees.

The Earl and Countess Elmore are my favourites.