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The Expedition of Humphry Clinker

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312 TOBIAS SMOLLETT<br />

Now tell me, dear knight, what am I to make <strong>of</strong> this singular<br />

adventure?—Am I to suppose that the horseman I saw was really<br />

a thing <strong>of</strong> flesh and blood, or a bubble that vanished into air?—<br />

or must I imagine Liddy knows more <strong>of</strong> the matter than she chuses<br />

to disclose?—If I thought her capable <strong>of</strong> carrying on any clandes-<br />

tine correspondence with such a fellow, I should at once discard<br />

all tenderness, and forget that she was connected with me by the<br />

ties <strong>of</strong> blood—But how is it possible that a girl <strong>of</strong> her simplicity<br />

and inexperience, should maintain such an intercourse, surrounded,<br />

as she is with so many eyes, destitute <strong>of</strong> all opportunity, and shift-<br />

ing quarters every day <strong>of</strong> her life!—Besides, she has solemnly<br />

promised—No—I can’t think the girl so base—so insensible to<br />

the honour <strong>of</strong> her family.—What disturbs me chiefly, is the impres-<br />

sion which these occurrences seem to make upon her spirits—<br />

<strong>The</strong>se are the symptoms from which I conclude that the rascal<br />

has still a hold on her affection—surely I have a right to call him<br />

a rascal, and to conclude that his designs are infamous—But it shall<br />

be my fault if he does not one day repent his presumption—I con-<br />

fess I cannot think, much less write on this subject, with any<br />

degree <strong>of</strong> temper or patience; I shall therefore conclude with tell-<br />

ing you, that we hope to be in Wales by the latter end <strong>of</strong> the month:<br />

but before that period you will probably hear again from<br />

your affectionate<br />

Oct. 4. J. MELFORD<br />

To Sir WATKIN PHILLIPS, Bart. at Oxon.<br />

DEAR PHILLIPS,<br />

WHEN I wrote you by last post, I did not imagine I should be<br />

tempted to trouble you again so soon: but I now sit down with a<br />

heart so full that it cannot contain itself; though I am under such<br />

agitation <strong>of</strong> spirits, that you are to expect neither method or con-<br />

nexion in this address—We have been this day within a hair’s<br />

breadth <strong>of</strong> losing honest Matthew Bramble, in consequence <strong>of</strong> a<br />

cursed accident, which I will endeavour to explain.—In crossing<br />

the country to get into the post road, it was necessary to ford<br />

a river, and we that were a-horseback passed without any danger or<br />

difficulty; but a great quantity <strong>of</strong> rain having fallen last night and

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