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sister, who is so much admired—the gentle Mary?

She is gentle enough; but she has no quickness, no perceptions, no brains at all.

Poor girl; I fear she has not wit enough to comprehend the plan.—But here comes my nephew; he is going with me to the mansion.

Come, Freemantle; I have waited for you here some time, and am indebted to this worthy gentleman for not finding it tedious. Let me present Sir Robert Freemantle to you, Sir Level.

Sir Level Clump, I presume. We shall have a paradise about us presently, were we but worthy to enjoy it.

You do me honour, Sir Robert. You have a pretty place in the West, I am told, though the park is somewhat in disorder: but, no doubt you mean to improve it.

I must improve my corn-fields in the first place, to get money for other improvements.