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10) "Why to tell you the truth my Love, replied Rebecca, I have lately taken it into my head to think (perhaps with little reason) that my complexion is by no means equal to the rest of my face have therefore taken, as you see, to white  red paint which I would scorn to use on any other occasion as I hate art."

Charlotte, who perfectly understood the meaning of her freind's speech, was too goodtemper'd obliging to refuse her, what she knew she wished,—a compliment; they parted the best freinds in the world.

With a heavy heart streaming Eyes did she ascend the lovely vehicle which bore her from her freinds home; but greived as she was, she little thought of in what a strange different manner