'
'You will be glad, I know, to hear your father and mother are well, and
easy upon your last letter. That gave me a pleasure that I am resolved
you shall not repent. Mrs. Jewkes will convey to me your answer.'
I but slightly read this letter for the present, to give way to one I had
hopes of finding by this time from Mr. Williams. I took an evening turn,
as I called it, in Mrs. Jewkes's company: and walking by the place, I
said, Do you think, Mrs. Jewkes, any of my beans can have struck since
yesterday? She laughed, and said, You are a poor gardener: but I love to
see you divert yourself. She passing on, I found my good friend had
provided for me; and, slipping it in my bosom, (for her back was towards
me,) Here, said I, (having a bean in my hand,) is one of them; but it has
not stirred. No, to be sure, said she, and turned upon me a most wicked
jest, unbecoming the mouth of a woman, about planting, etc. When I came
in, I hied to my closet, and read as follows:
'I am sorry to tell you that I have had a repulse from Lady Jones. She
is concerned at your case, she says, but don't care to make herself
enemies. I applied to Lady Darnford, and told her in the most pathetic
manner I could, your sad story, and shewed her your more pathetic letter.
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