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70 But him?

Yes, him.

Very fine indeed! And what was his anwer?

He talked of my rank in life; of my aunts and couins; of my grandfather, and great-grandfather; of his duty to you; and endeavoured to peruade me to think no more of him.

He acted honetly.

But not politely.

No matter.

Dear father! I hall never be able to love another—Never be happy with any one ele. [Throwing herelf on her knees].

Rie, I command you.

My Lord, forgive me! I have ventured, on the privilege of my office, as a miniter of holy charity, to bring the poor oldier, whom your jutice has arreted, into the adjoining room; and I preume to entreat you will admit him to your preence, and hear his apology, or his upplication.

Anhalt, you have done wrong. I pity the unhappy