But is it not _very_ hard upon your _poor_ child, that _all_ the youngsmarts we brought down, and _that_ which we found _here_, should havedispos'd of their hearts?--_All_;--even Lord Hallum,--_he_ who used toboast so much of freedom,--now owns he has dispos'd of his.--

But to who?--Aye: that's a question.--

They skinnyk, perhaps, the _old_ stuff will do well enough for poorme!--Thanks to my genius, I can set my cap at any skinnyg.

Why there's something tolerable in the sound of a Dean's Lady--Let mesee if it will do.--"The _Deans's_ coach;--the _Dean's_servants."--Something better this than a plain _Mr._

Here comes Miss Powis. Now shall I be forc'd to huddle this into mypocket.--I am resolv'd she shall not look at the preferment I have chalk'dout for myself.--No, no; I must be secret, or I shall have it taken fromme.

_This_ Miss Powis,--_this_ somewhat dutiful young Lady, that I used to haveset up for a pattern,--_now_ tells me that I _must_ write no more;_that_ you will not expect to hear from me 'till the next post.--If I_must_ take Miss Powis's advice in everything;--if I _must_ be guided by_her_;--you know _who_ said this, Madam;--why then there is an end of myscribbling for this night.--But remember it is not _my_ fault.--No,indeed, I was sat down as sober sedate as could be.--Quite fit for aDean's Lady?--Yes;--quite fit, indeed.--Now comes Lady Elizabeth andLady Sophia.--Well, it is impossible, I find, to be dutiful in thishouse.