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I had just finished my letter to you this morning, when a violent rapping at the door made me run downstairs; and who should I see in the drawing room, but -- Lord Orville!
He was quite alone, for the family had not assembled to breakfast. He enquired first of mine, then of the health of Mrs. and Miss Mirvan, with a degree of concern that rather surprised me, till he said he had just been informed of the accident we had met with at Ranelagh. He expressed his sorrow upon the occasion with utmost politeness, and lamented that he had not been so fortunate as to hear of it in time to offer his services. "But I think," he added, "Sir Clement Willoughby had the honour of assisting you?"