MRS. JOHNSON TO LADY SUSAN
Edward Street.
My dear Creature,—I am
in agonies, and know not what to do. Mr. De Courcy
arrived just when he should not. Mrs. Mainwaring
had that instant entered the house, and forced herself
into her guardian’s presence, though I did not
know a syllable of it till afterwards, for I was out
when both she and Reginald came, or I should have
sent him away at all events; but she was shut up with
Mr. Johnson, while he waited in the drawing-room for
me. She arrived yesterday in pursuit of her husband,
but perhaps you know this already from himself.
She came to this house to entreat my husband’s
interference, and before I could be aware of it, everything
that you could wish to be concealed was known to him,
and unluckily she had wormed out of Mainwaring’s
servant that he had visited you every day since your
being in town, and had just watched him to your door
herself! What could I do! Facts are such
horrid things! All is by this time known to De
Courcy, who is now alone with Mr. Johnson. Do
not accuse me; indeed, it was impossible to prevent
it. Mr. Johnson has for some time suspected De
Courcy of intending to marry you, and would speak
with him alone as soon as he knew him to be in the
house. That detestable Mrs. Mainwaring, who, for
your comfort, has fretted herself thinner and uglier
than ever, is still here, and they have been all closeted
together. What can be done? At any rate,
I hope he will plague his wife more than ever.
With anxious wishes, Yours faithfully,
Alicia.
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