ABSTRACT
I returned to the parsonage absorbed in meditation. Sir Sidney’s conduct only served to render the pangs of jealousy more acute than ever. She cannot do otherwise than love him! thought I. He is too generous, too exquisitely worthy, not to impress the female heart with admiration bordering on idolatry! Fully convinced of this opinion, during the whole of the following morning I shunned Isabella; for I dreaded to hear her utter those sentiments with which the liberal Sir Sidney inspired every bosom.
