ABSTRACT
Shortly after their arrival at the duchess of Chatsworth’s, a party was made to Buxton. The name of Mrs. Morley would have terrified the whole phalanx of fastidious water-drinkers, had she appeared among them under any protection less powerful than that of the duchess. But the lustre of her virtue shed light on every lesser constellation; and the dark shades which prejudice had thrown on Mrs. Morley’s character, were wholly done away amidst the splendours of her patroness.
