LETTER 250: MR LOVELACE TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ

Sunday afternoon. 

O Belford! what a hair’s-breadth escape have I had! —Such a one, that I tremble between terror and joy, at the thoughts of what mighthave happen’d, and did not.

 

What a perverse girl is this, to contend with her fate, yet has reason to think, that her very stars fight against her! I am the luckiest of men! —But my breath almost fails me, when I reflect upon what a slender thread my destiny hung.

 

But not to keep thee in suspense; I have, within this half-hour, obtained possession of the expected letter from Miss Howe—And by such an accident! But here, with the former, I dispatch this; thy messenger waiting.

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