gerald, Rose-hill, Berkshire.

Bellfield, Sept. 20.

All I feared has certainly happened; Emily has undoubtedly heard of
this proposal, and, from a parade of generosity, a generosity however
inconsistent with love, wishes to postpone our marriage till my
relation arrives.

I am hurt beyond words, at the manner in which she has wrote to me
on this subject; I have, in regard to Sir George, experienced that
these are not the sentiments of a heart truly enamored.

I therefore fear this romantic step is the effect of a coldness of
which I thought her incapable; and that her affection is only a more
lively degree of friendship, with which, I will own to you, my heart
will not be satisfied.

I would engross, I would employ, I would absorb, every faculty of
that lovely mind.

I have too long suffered prudence to delay my happiness: I cannot
longer live without her: if she loves me, I shall on Tuesday call her
mine.

Adieu! I shall be with you almost as soon as this letter.

Your affectionate
Ed. Rivers.

LETTER 190.

To Colonel Rivers, Clarges Street.

Rose-hill, Sept. 21.

Is it then possible? can my Rivers doubt his Emily's tenderness?

Do I only esteem you, my Rivers? can my eyes have so ill explained
the feelings of my heart?

You accuse me of not sharing your impatience: do you then allow
nothing to the modesty, the blushing delicacy, of my sex?

Could you see into my soul, you would cease to call me cold and
insensible.

Can you forget, my Rivers, those moments, when, doubtful of the
sentiments of your heart, mine every instant betrayed its weakness?
when every look spoke the resistless fondness of my soul! when, lost in
the delight of seeing you, I forgot I was almost the wife of another?

But I will say no more; my Rivers tells me I have already said too
much: he is displeased with his Emily's tenderness; he complains, that
I tell him too often I love him.

You say I can give but one certain proof of my affection.

I will give you that proof: I will be yours whenever you please,
though ruin should be the consequence to both; I despise every other
consideration, when my Rivers's happiness is at stake: is there any
request he is capable of making, which his Emily will refuse?

You are the arbiter of my fate: I have no will but yours; yet I
entreat you to believe no common cause could have made me hazard giving
a moment's pain to that dear bosom: you will one time know to w