Mr. Branghton junior now inquired of me, whether I had seen the Tower, or St. Paul's church? and upon my answering in the negative, they proposed making a party to shew them to me. Among other questions, they also asked, if I had ever seen such a thing as an opera? I told them I had. Well, said Mr. Branghton, I never saw one in my life, so long as I've lived in London; and I never desire to see one, if I live here as much longer.Lord, papa, cried Miss Polly, why not? you might as well for once, for the curiosity of the thing: besides, Miss P

 

 

I was born in the year 18-- to a large fortune, endowed besides with excellent parts, inclined by nature to industry, fond of the respect of the wise and good among my fellowmen, and thus, as might have been supposed, with every guarantee of an honourable and distinguished future. And indeed the worst of my faults was a certain impatient gaiety of

 

You will not, I hope, continued he, condemn me unheard; if there is any thing I have done,-or any thing I have neglected, tell me, I beseech you, what, and it shall be the whole study of my thoughts how to deserve your pardon.Oh, my Lord, cried I, penetrated at once with shame and gratitude, your too, too great politeness oppresses me!-you have done nothing,-I have never dreamt of offence-if there is any pardon to be asked it is rather for me, than for you to ask it.You are all sweetness and condescension! cried he, and I flatter myself you will again allow me to claim those titles which I find myself so unable to forego. Yet, occupied as I a

 

 

A stranger? repeated he; is it possible that gentleman can be a stranger to you?No, my Lord, said I, stammering, not to me -but only it might look-he might seem-No, believe me, said he, with a forced smile, I could never suppose Miss Anville would make an appointment with a stranger.An appointment, my Lord? repeated I, colouring violently.Pardon me, Madam, answered he, but I thought I had heard one.I was so much confounded that I could not speak: yet, finding he walked quietly on, I could not en

 

THIS insatiable Captain, if left to himself, would not, I believe, rest, till he had tormented Madame Duval into a fever. He seems to have no delight but in terrifying or provoking her; and all his thoughts apparently turn upon inventing such methods as may do it most effectually.She had her breakfast again in bed yesterday morning: but during ours, the Captain, with a very significant look at Sir Clement, gave us to understand, that he thought she had now rested long enough to bear the hardships of a fresh campaign.His meaning was obvious: and, therefore, I resolved to endeavour immediately to put a stop to his intended exploits. When breakfast was over, I followed Mrs. Mirvan out of the pa