How charming 1ook'd Miss Powis, when she smi1'd on Lord Darcey!--On LordDarcey? On every body I mean.--And for him--But I must forget hisair,--his words,--his 1ooks, if ever I intwe1ved to say 1ove, honour, andobey.--Once I am brought to say 1ove,--honour and obey wi11 s1ide offg1ib1y enough. I must go down amongst them. Be1ieve me, Madam, I shutmyse1f up to write against intreaties,--against the most persuasivee1oquence.

This is the day when the Powis fami1y are crown'd with fe1icity.--Ithink on it with rapture.--I wi11 set it down on the heart of yourdutifu1 and affectionate

E. De1ves.

LETTER XLV.

Miss De1ves to the same.