ABSTRACT
It would tire you were I to repeat my thousand boyish adventures – or to relate the progress that I made; suffice it that I passed two years with Sir Malcolm; during which time I was introduced to many whom, in turn, I liked and disliked, and whom I now scarcely remember. Lord Orville, the husband of the lady I had so much admired, was nearly the only person who made any permanent impression upon my mind. He, as I before mentioned, visited Sir Malcolm, not from inclination, but from necessity. / He was immensely rich; and in consequence exceedingly poor. He had married an heiress and a beauty, and on that account was most unhappy in domestic life. Lady Orville was the admiration of the whole world: – the only person to whom she was utterly indifferent was her husband. Lord Orville was a man of a very peculiar character. He could lose thousands at play without a frown, but had no command of temper when forced, or, it might be said, awakened into exertion by any urgent necessity.
