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300 "Have you really?" thought Henrietta; "take care of it, for it is your first!" "Instead of going to see Sir Jasper, let us ask him to come and see us: of course, the invitation ought to be from the master of the house; I shall, therefore, write to him myself." "My uncle will never leave home," cried Henrietta. "I am sure," returned Lord Marchmont, "there is nothing so very delightful in Meredith Place, that I remember, to induce its master always to stay there; so let me beg you to compose yourself. No woman who has the least respect for herself should ever cry, it is peculiarly unbecoming; and now I have the honour to wish you a good morning. Have you any commands when I write to your uncle?" "None!" replied Henrietta: and, as the door closed, she flung herself back among the cushions, exclaiming, "Oh, that I had never married!"