LETTER 342
Miss Howe, to Miss Clarissa Harlowe
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Thursday Morn. July 20287
What, my dearest creature, have been your sufferings! -- What must have been your anguish on so disgraceful an insult, committed in the open streets, and in the broad day!
What, my dearest creature, have been your sufferings! -- What must have been your anguish on so disgraceful an insult, committed in the open streets, and in the broad day!
No end, I think, of the undeserved calamities of a dear soul, who had been so unhappily driven and betrayed into the hands of a vile libertine! -- How was I shocked at the receiving of your letter written by another hand, and only dictated by you! -- You must be very ill. Nor is it to be wondered at. But I hope it is rather from hurry, and surprise, and lowness, which may be overcome, than from a grief given way to, which may be attended with effects I cannot bear to think of.