she ^should would return to it.

On her entrance into the city of Londonwhich was the place of M^rs Williamson'sabode, the postilion, whose stupidity wasamazing, declared & declared even withoutthe least shame or Compunction, thathaving never been informed he was totallyat ignorant of what part of the Town, hewas to drive to.

Charlotte, whose nature we have beforeintimated, was an earnest desire to obligeevery one, with the greatest Condescension& Good humour informed him that he wasto drive to Portland Place, which he accor::dingly ^did^& Charlotte soon found herself inthe arms of a fond Aunt.

Scarcely were they seated as usual,