<p>J. BELFORD. <SPAN name="link2H_4_0022" id="link2H_4_0022"></SPAN></p>
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<h2> LETTER XX </h2>
<p>MR. BELFORD, TO ROBERT LOVELACE, ESQ. TUESDAY, JULY 18. AFTERNOON.</p>
<p>I renewed my inquiries after the lady's health, in the morning, by my
servant: and, as soon as I had dined, I went myself.</p>
<p>I had but a poor account of it: yet sent up my compliments. She returned
me thanks for all my good offices; and her excuses, that they could not be
personal just then, being very low and faint: but if I gave myself the
trouble of coming about six this evening, she should be able, she hoped,
to drink a dish of tea with me, and would then thank me herself.</p>
<p>I am very proud of this condescension; and think it looks not amiss for
you, as I am your avowed friend. Methinks I want fully to remove from her
mind all doubts of you in this last villanous action: and who knows then
what your noble relations may be able to do for you with her, if you hold
your mind? For your servant acquainted me with their having actually
engaged Miss Howe in their and your favour, before this cursed affair
happened. And I desire the particulars of all from yourself, that I may
the better know how to serve you.</p>
<p>She has two handsome apartments, a bed-chamber and dining-room, with light
closets in each. She has already a nurse, (the people of the house having
but one maid,) a woman whose care, diligence, and honesty, Mrs. Smith
highly commends. She has likewise the benefit of a widow gentlewoman, Mrs.
Lovick her name, who lodges over her apartment, and of whom she seems very
fond, having found something in her, she thinks, resembling the qualities
of her worthy Mrs. Norton.</p>
<p>About seven o'clock this morning, it seems, the lady was so ill, that she
yielded to their desires to have an apothecary sent for—not the
fellow, thou mayest believe, she had had before at Rowland's; but one Mr.
Goddard, a man of skill and eminence; and of conscience too; demonstrated
as well by general character, as by his prescriptions to this lady: for
pronouncing her case to be grief, he ordered, for the present, only
innocent juleps, by way of cordial; and, as soon as her stomach should be
able to bear it, light kitchen-diet; telling Mrs. Lovick, that that, with
air, moderate exercise, and cheerful company, would do her more good than
all the medicines in his shop.</p>
<p>This has given me, as it seems it has the lady, (who also praises his
modest behaviour, paternal looks, and genteel address,) a very good
opinion of the man; and I design to make myself acquainted with him, and,
if he advises to call in a doctor, to wish him, for the fair patient's
sake, more than the physician's, (who wants not practice,) my worthy
friend Dr. H.—whose character is above all exception, as his
humanity, I am sure, will distinguish him to the lady.</p>
<p>Mrs. Lovick gratified me with an account of a letter she had written from
the lady's mouth to Miss Howe; she being unable to write herself with
steadiness.</p>
<p>It was to this effect; in answer, it seems, to her two letters, whatever
were the contents of them:</p>
<p>'That she had been involved in a dreadful calamity, which she was sure,
when known, would exempt her from the effects of her friendly displeasure,
for not answering her first; having been put under an arrest.—Could
she have believed it?—That she was released but the day before: and
was now so weak and so low, that she was obliged to account thus for her
silence to her [Miss Howe's] two letters of the 13th and 16th: that she
would, as soon as able, answer them—begged of her, mean time, not to
be uneasy for her; since (only that this was a calamity which came upon
her when she was far from being well, a load laid upon the shoulders of a
poor wretch, ready before to sink under too heavy a burden) it was nothing
to the evil she had before suffered: and one felicity seemed likely to
issue from it; which was, that she would be at rest, in an honest house,
with considerate and kind-hearted people; having assurance given her, that
she should not be molested by the wretch, whom it would be death for her
to see: so that now she, [Miss Howe,] needed not to send to her by private
and expensive conveyances: nor need Collins to take precautions for fear
of being dogged to her lodgings; nor need she write by a fictitious name
to her, but by her own.'</p>
<p>You can see I am in a way to oblige you: you see how much she depends upon
my engaging for your forbearing to intrude yourself into her company: let
not your flaming impatience destroy all; and make me look like a villain
to a lady who has reason to suspect every man she sees to be so.—Upon
this condition, you may expect all the services that can flow from</p>
<p>Your sincere well-wisher, J. BELFORD.</p>
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