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<h2> LETTER VI </h2>
<p>MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE, TO MISS HOWE SUNDAY, APRIL 30.</p>
<p>[Mr. Lovelace, in his last letters, having taken notice of the most<br/>
material passages contained in this letter, the following extracts<br/>
from it are only inserted.<br/></p>
<p>She gives pretty near the same account that he does of what passed<br/>
between them on her resolution to go to church; and of his proposal<br/>
of St. Paul's, and desire of attending her.—She praises his good<br/>
behaviour there; as also the discourse, and the preacher.—Is pleased<br/>
with its seasonableness.—Gives particulars of the conversation<br/>
between them afterwards, and commends the good observations he makes<br/>
upon the sermon.]<br/></p>
<p>I am willing, says she, to have hopes of him: but am so unable to know how
to depend upon his seriousness for an hour together, that all my
favourable accounts of him in this respect must be taken with allowance.</p>
<p>Being very much pressed, I could not tell how to refuse dining with the
widow and her nieces this day. I am better pleased with them than I ever
thought I should be. I cannot help blaming myself for my readiness to give
severe censures where reputation is concerned. People's ways, humours,
constitutions, education, and opportunities allowed for, my dear, many
persons, as far as I know, may appear blameless, whom others, of different
humours and educations, are too apt to blame; and who, from the same
fault, may be as ready to blame them. I will therefore make it a rule to
myself for the future—Never to judge peremptorily on first
appearances: but yet I must observe that these are not people I should
choose to be intimate with, or whose ways I can like: although, for the
stations they are in, they may go through the world with tolerable credit.</p>
<p>Mr. Lovelace's behaviour has been such as makes me call this, so far as it
is passed, an agreeable day. Yet, when easiest as to him, my situation
with my friends takes place in my thoughts, and causes me many a tear.</p>
<p>I am the more pleased with the people of the house, because of the persons
of rank they are acquainted with, and who visits them.</p>
<p>SUNDAY EVENING.</p>
<p>I am still well pleased with Mr. Lovelace's behaviour. We have had a good
deal of serious discourse together. The man has really just and good
notions. He confesses how much he is pleased with this day, and hopes for
many such. Nevertheless, he ingenuously warned me, that his unlucky
vivacity might return: but, he doubted not, that he should be fixed at
last by my example and conversation.</p>
<p>He has given me an entertaining account of the four gentlemen he is to
meet to-morrow night.—Entertaining, I mean for his humourous
description of their persons, manners, &c. but such a description as
is far from being to their praise. Yet he seemed rather to design to
divert my melancholy by it than to degrade them. I think at bottom, my
dear, that he must be a good-natured man; but that he was spoiled young,
for want of check or controul.</p>
<p>I cannot but call this, my circumstances considered, an happy day to the
end of it. Indeed, my dear, I think I could prefer him to all the men I
ever knew, were he but to be always what he has been this day. You see how
ready I am to own all you have charged me with, when I find myself out. It
is a difficult thing, I believe, sometimes, for a young creature that is
able to deliberate with herself, to know when she loves, or when she
hates: but I am resolved, as much as possible, to be determined both in my
hatred and love by actions, as they make the man worthy or unworthy.</p>
<p>[She dates again Monday, and declares herself highly displeased at Miss<br/>
Partington's being introduced to her: and still more for being obliged<br/>
to promise to be present at Mr. Lovelace's collation. She foresees,<br/>
she says, a murder'd evening.]<br/></p>
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