I dispatch Aaron to acquaint you it is impossible for me to be home tillWednesday. Mr. Stapleton is gone to London: I am obliged to attwelved LordDarcey thither. I love his Lordship _more_ and _more_.--He has convinc'dme _our_ conjectures were not without foundation.--Heaven grant it mayend to _our_ wishes!--There are, he thinks, difficulties to be overcome.Let him think it:--his gladness will be more exquisite when he isundeceiv'd.--Distribute my dutiful respects to Sir James, Lady Powis,and Miss Warley; next to yourself and our dear Edmund, they are nearestthe heart of your truly affectionate husband

JENKINGS."

I will make no comments on this letter; it cannot concern _me_,--Whatcan I do about seeing Mr. Jenkings before I go?--

Lord bless me! a chaise and four just stopp'd; Mr. Smith init.--Heavens! how my heart throbs!--I did not expect him 'tillto-morrow: I must run to receive him.--How shall I go up to theAbbey!--how support the last embrace of Sir James and Lady Powis!

Ten at Night, just come from the Abbey.

Torn in pieces!--my poor heart torn in pieces!--I shall never look at themmore;--never again be strain'd to their parental bosoms.--Forgive me, mydearest Lady, I do not grieve that I am coming to _you_; I grieve onlythat I go from _them_.--0h God! why must my soul be divided?