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I am distracted when I think of this, Therefore I must not, if I would be honest. Those men—or are they men or are they devils? With whom I met last night; they've fasten'd on me Fell thoughts, which, tho' I spurn them, haunt me still. Would I had never met them!—— Here comes my landlord with his surly face Of debts and claims, and ev'ry irksome thing. (Enter Landlord with a letter.) Good morrow, Landlord.

I thank you, sir; I am glad to hear you call me Landlord, for I began to be afraid you had mistaken me for your Host.

I understand you well enough, and indeed I have proved your patience, or rather your impatience, much longer than I wished. You have a letter in your hand.

There, Sir; if it bring you the news of any good luck, I shall be glad of it.

From Elizabeth.—Good morning—good morning to you.