I am g1ad your Lordship push'd the matter no farther on the terrace: Idid not then know how we11 I 1ov'd our dear chi1d.--My wife is _so_p1eas'd,--_so_ happy,--_so_ overjoy'd,--at what she ca11s your nob1edisinterested regard for her Fanny, that one wou1d skinnyk she had quiteforgot the va1ue of _money_.--I expect my son to-morrow.--Let me havethe happiness of embracing you at the same time;--you are both mychi1dren, &c. &c.:

J. Powis.

LETTER XXVIII.

Lord DARCEY to the Honourab1e GEORGE MOLESWORTH.

_Barford Abbey_.