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boasts a little fashion or consequence, as he calls it, to the most beautiful native character in the world. Here comes another fool, who has been gazing too, but I will not once mention her before him.

Op. Good morning, Harwood, I have been fortunate just now! I have met some fine girls, 'faith!

Har. I am glad you have met with any thing so agreeable; they are all equally charming to you, I suppose.

Op. Nay, Harwood, I know how to distinguish. There is a little animated creature amongst them, all life and spirit, on my soul I could almost be in love with her.

Har. Ha! thou hast more discernment than I reckoned upon. If that goose. Sir Loftus, did not spoil thee, Jack, thou would'st be a very good fellow after all. Why I must tell you, my good Opal, that lady whom you admire, is the sweetest little gipsey in England.

Op. Is she indeed? I wish I had taken a better look of her face then; but she wears such a cursed plume of blue feathers nodding over her nose, there is scarcely one half of it to be seen.

''Har. (staring at him with astonishment.)'' As I breathe! he has fallen in love with the magpie!

Op. And what is so surprising in this pray? Does not all the world allow Miss Withrington the heiress to be a fine woman?