s fellow
reported the following particulars, as they re-reported to me:

'She indeed went towards Hendon, passing by the sign of the Castle on the
Heath; then, stopping, looked about her, and down into the valley before
her. Then, turning her face towards London, she seemed, by the motion of
her handkerchief to her eyes, to weep; repenting [who knows?] the rash
step she had taken, and wishing herself back again.'

Better for her, if she do, Jack, once more I say!--Woe be to the girl who
could think of marrying me, yet to be able to run away from me, and
renounce me for ever!

'Then, continuing on a few paces, she stopt again--and, as if disliking
her road, again seeming to weep, directed her course back towards
Hampstead.'

I am glad she wept so much, because no heart bursts, (be the occasion for
the sorrow what it will,) which has that kindly relief. Hence I hardly
ever am moved at the sight of these pellucid fugitives in a fine woman.
How often, in the past twelve hours, have I wished that I could cry most
confoundedly?

'She then saw a coach-and-four driving towards her empty. She crossed
the path she was in, as if to meet it, and seemed to intend to speak to
the coachman, had he stopt or spoken first. He as earnestly looked at
her.--Every one did so who passed her, (so the man who dogged her was the
less suspected.')--Happy rogue of a coachman, hadst thou known whose
notice thou didst engage, and whom thou mightest have obliged!--It was
the divine Clarissa Harlowe at whom thou gazest!--Mine own Clarissa
Harlowe!--But it was well for me that thou wert as undistinguishing as
the beasts thou drovest; otherwise, what a wild-goose chace had I been
led?

'The lady, as well as the coachman, in short, seemed to want resolution;
--the horses kept on--[the fellow's head and eyes, no doubt, turned
behind him,] and the distance soon lengthened beyond recall. With a
wistful eye she looked after him; sighed and wept again; as the servant
who then slyly passed her, observed.

'By this time she had reached the houses. She looked up at every one as
she passed; now and then breathing upon her bared hand, and applying it
to her swelled eyes, to abate the redness, and dry the tears. At last,
seeing a bill up for letting lodgings, she walked backwards and forwards
half a dozen times, as if unable to determine what to do. And then went
farther into the town, and there the fellow, being spoken to by one of
his familiars,