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she shouldwould return to it.
On her entrance into the city of London which was the place of Mrs Williamson's abode, the postilion, whose stupidity was amazing, declared & declared even without the least shame or Compunction, that having never been informed he was totally at ignorant of what part of the Town, he was to drive to.
Charlotte, whose nature we have before
intimated, was an earnest desire to oblige
every one, with the greatest Condescension
& Good humour informed him that he was
to drive to Portland Place, which he accor:
:dingly
did & Charlotte soon found herself in
the arms of a fond Aunt.
Scarcely were they seated as usual,
