LETTER the FOURTH From a YOUNG LADY rather impertinent to her freind

We dined yesterday with Mr Evelyn where we were introduced to a very agreable looking Girl his Cousin.  I was extremely pleased with her appearance, for added to the charms of an engaging face, her manner and voice had something peculiarly interesting in them.  So much so, that they inspired me with a great curiosity to know the history of her Life, who were her Parents, where she came from, and what had befallen her, for it was then only known that she was a relation of Mr Evelyn, and that her name was Grenville.  In the evening a favourable opportunity offered to me of attempting at least to know what I wished to know, for every one played at Cards but Mrs Evelyn, My Mother, Dr Drayton, Miss Grenville and myself, and as the two former were engaged in a whispering Conversation, and the Doctor fell asleep, we were of necessity obliged to entertain each other.  This was what I wished and being determined not to remain in ignorance for want of asking, I began the Conversation in the following Manner.

“Have you been long in Essex Ma’am?”

“I arrived on Tuesday.”

“You came from Derbyshire?”

“No, Ma’am! appearing surprised at my question, from Suffolk.”  You will think this a good dash of mine my dear Mary, but you know that I am not wanting for Impudence when I have any end in veiw.  “Are you pleased with the Country Miss Grenville?  Do you find it equal to the one you have left?”

“Much superior Ma’am in point of Beauty.”  She sighed.  I longed to know for why.

“But the face of any Country however beautiful said I, can be but a poor consolation for the loss of one’s dearest Freinds.”  She shook her head, as if she felt the truth of what I said.  My Curiosity was so much raised, that I was resolved at any rate to satisfy it.

“You regret having left Suffolk then Miss Grenville?” “Indeed I do.”  “You were born there I suppose?” “Yes Ma’am I was and passed many happy years there—­”

“That is a great comfort—­said I—­I hope Ma’am that you never spent any unhappy one’s there.”

“Perfect Felicity is not the property of Mortals, and no one has a right to expect uninterrupted Happiness.—­Some Misfortunes I have certainly met with.”

“What Misfortunes dear Ma’am? replied I, burning with impatience to know every thing.  “None Ma’am I hope that have been the effect of any wilfull fault in me.” ” I dare say not Ma’am, and have no doubt but that any sufferings you may have experienced could arise only from the cruelties of Relations or the Errors of Freinds.”  She sighed—­“You seem unhappy my dear Miss Grenville —­Is it in my power to soften your Misfortunes?” “Your power Ma’am replied she extremely surprised; it is in no ones power to make me happy.”  She pronounced these words in so mournfull and solemn an accent, that for some time I had not courage to reply.  I was actually silenced.  I recovered myself however in a few moments and looking at her with all the affection I could, “My dear Miss Grenville said I, you appear extremely young—­and may probably stand in need of some one’s advice whose regard for you, joined to superior Age, perhaps superior Judgement might authorise her to give it.  I am that person, and I now challenge you to accept the offer I make you of my Confidence and Freindship, in return to which I shall only ask for yours—­”

“You are extremely obliging Ma’am—­said she—­and I am highly flattered by your attention to me—­But I am in no difficulty, no doubt, no uncertainty of situation in which any advice can be wanted.  Whenever I am however continued she brightening into a complaisant smile, I shall know where to apply.”

I bowed, but felt a good deal mortified by such a repulse; still however I had not given up my point.  I found that by the appearance of sentiment and Freindship nothing was to be gained and determined therefore to renew my attacks by Questions and suppositions.  “Do you intend staying long in this part of England Miss Grenville?”

“Yes Ma’am, some time I beleive.”

“But how will Mr and Mrs Grenville bear your absence?”

“They are neither of them alive Ma’am.”  This was an answer I did not expect—­I was quite silenced, and never felt so awkward in my Life—–.