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''La. Dor.'' I blush exceedingly, to see my self alone with a Man; for tho' your coming is upon an innocent account, yet there is room for a Scandalous interpretation: but I hope you are too civil a Gentleman to take the Advantage of being alone with a Lady in her Bed-chamber.

Ang. Let my Transports express

''La. Dor.'' O fie, methinks you're very forward: who could have imagin'd it from one so young.

Ang. Pardon me, Madam, if too much eagerness to express the sense of your favours

''La. Dor.'' Frighten me so no more. And on that condition I give you leave to sit down by me. (Takes Angelica by the Hand.

Ang. Ah, Madam—you squeeze my hand too hard.

''La. Dor.'' You are so tender.

Ang. You are so killing, the least touch goes to the Soul. What a Complexion! What Eyes!

L. Dor. Don't you look so upon me; I never lookt so ill in my life. I hate you should look upon me so—I am quite out of order to night.

Ang. You never were so Charming.

L. Dor. You are the strangest Man.

Ang. Pray, Madam, give me leave to see

L. Dor. See! Pray what wou'd you see?

Ang. Your Neck, Madam, that I may vindicate you from the Aspersions of the World, that says it is not of the same Complexion with your face.

L. Dor. The World is a Malitious ill-natur'd impertinent World.

Ang. And you the most invincible temptation in it. Am I Flesh and Blood—am I a Man Madam L. Dor.