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Clarissa, Volume 6 - The History Of A Young Lady

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<strong>Clarissa</strong>, <strong>Volume</strong> 6 − <strong>The</strong> <strong>History</strong> <strong>Of</strong> A <strong>Young</strong> <strong>Lady</strong> 53<br />

there may be too much truth in them for all that−−and you know I began to be mad at Hampstead−−so you<br />

said.−−Ah! villanous man! what have you not to answer for!<br />

***<br />

A little interval seems to be lent me. I had begun to look over what I have written. It is not fit for any one to<br />

see, so far as I have been able to re−peruse it: but my head will not hold, I doubt, to go through it all. If<br />

therefore I have not already mentioned my earnest desire, let me tell you it is this: that I be sent out of this<br />

abominable house without delay, and locked up in some private mad−house about this town; for such, it<br />

seems, there are; never more to be seen, or to be produced to any body, except in your own vindication, if you<br />

should be charged with the murder of my person; a much lighter crime than that of honour, which the greatest<br />

villain on earth has robbed me of. And deny me not this my last request, I beseech you; and one other, and<br />

that is, never to let me see you more! This surely may be granted to<br />

<strong>The</strong> miserably abused CLARISSA HARLOWE.<br />

***<br />

I will not bear thy heavy preachments, Belford, upon this affecting letter. So, not a word of that sort! <strong>The</strong><br />

paper, thou'lt see, is blistered with the tears even of the hardened transcriber; which has made her ink run here<br />

and there.<br />

Mrs. Sinclair is a true heroine, and, I think, shames us all. And she is a woman too! Thou'lt say, the beset<br />

things corrupted become the worst. But this is certain, that whatever the sex set their hearts upon, they make<br />

thorough work of it. And hence it is, that a mischief which would end in simple robbery among men rogues,<br />

becomes murder, if a woman be in it.<br />

I know thou wilt blame me for having had recourse to art. But do not physicians prescribe opiates in acute<br />

cases, where the violence of the disorder would be apt to throw the patient into a fever or delirium? I aver, that<br />

my motive for this expedient was mercy; nor could it be any thing else. For a rape, thou knowest, to us rakes,<br />

is far from being an undesirable thing. Nothing but the law stands in our way, upon that account; and the<br />

opinion of what a modest woman will suffer rather than become a viva voce accuser, lessens much an honest<br />

fellow's apprehensions on that score. <strong>The</strong>n, if these somnivolencies [I hate the word opiates on this occasion,]<br />

have turned her head, that is an effect they frequently have upon some constitutions; and in this case was<br />

rather the fault of the dose than the design of the giver.<br />

But is not wine itself an opiate in degree?−−How many women have been taken advantage of by wine, and<br />

other still more intoxicating viands?−− Let me tell thee, Jack, that the experience of many of the passive sex,<br />

and the consciences of many more of the active, appealed to, will testify that thy Lovelace is not the worst of<br />

villains. Nor would I have thee put me upon clearing myself by comparisons.<br />

If she escape a settled delirium when my plots unravel, I think it is all I ought to be concerned about. What<br />

therefore I desire of thee, is, that, if two constructions may be made of my actions, thou wilt afford me the<br />

most favourable. For this, not only friendship, but my own ingenuousness, which has furnished thee with the<br />

knowledge of the facts against which thou art so ready to inveigh, require of thee.<br />

***<br />

Will. is just returned from an errand to Hampstead; and acquaints me, that Mrs. Townsend was yesterday at<br />

Mrs. Moore's, accompanied by three or four rough fellows; a greater number (as supposed) at a distance. She<br />

was strangely surprised at the news that my spouse and I are entirely reconciled; and that two fine ladies, my<br />

relations, came to visit her, and went to town with her: where she is very happy with me. She was sure we

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