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[A letter from Mr. Howard, the father of our hero, to Miss Lintot.]

Last night, I learned, my daughter, the horrible scene in the church,
and I have suffered so much, I have shed so many tears for you, that
it has been impossible for me to write to you earlier. My son is a vile
and despicable being! Not only has he deceived you in the most infamous
manner, but he has also deceived me, his father, knowing well
that this ignoble conduct would destroy my last hope, and shorten my
life. From this time I have no son; because the person to whom I
have this name is a miserable insensate and a detestable parricide!—
But you remain to me, my child, you to whom I have been accustomed
to give the sweet name of daughter. The air of the place where you
are, filled, as it must be, with memories which will be poisonous to the
wounds yet fresh in the heart, will prove injurious to you. Come, then,
to my house; come and seek the old friend of your father. I invite
you, not only for your own sake, but also I ask it for my own advantage.
Come, then, with your aunt, if you do not wish to be separated
from her; or if you prefer going into the country, say so, and I will
close my business and in spite of the bad state of my health, I will go
with you wherever you command.

Alas! I that hoped in this union a felicity so great, so perfect! let
me, Louise, enjoy at least a part of it!