Random_, that makes me believe that the author is H.Fielding.I am horribly afraid I guess too well the writer of those abominable insipidities of _Cornelia, Leonora_, and the _Ladies' Drawing Room_." "This Richardson is a strange fellow," she said in another letter.

"I heartily despise him, and eagerly read him, nay, sob over his works in a most scandalous manner." "I have now read over Richardson--he sinks horribly in his third volume (he does so in his story of _Clarissa_).

When he talks of Italy, it is plain he is no better acquainted with it than he is with the kingdom of Mancomugi.

He might have made his Sir Charles's amour with Clementina begin in a convent, where the pensioners sometimes take great liberties, but that such familiarity should be permitted in her father's house, is as repugnant to custom, as it would be in London for a young lady of quality to dance on the ropes at Bartholomew fair: neither does his hero behave to her in a manner suitable to his nice notions.

It was impossible a discerning man should not see her passion early enough to check it, if he had really designed it.