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 as she does not come to me. Pray has any body here a spying glass? I really can't see so far off. I beg pardon for having such bad eyes! I hope you'll forgive it. Let me know, however, who it is, I beg."

Juliet tried to speak, but felt so confused and disturbed what to answer, that she could not clearly articulate a word.

"You won't tell me, then?" continued Mrs. Ireton, lowering her voice nearly to a whisper, "or is it that I am not heard? Has any body got a speaking trumpet? or do you think my lungs so capacious and powerful, that they may take its place?"

Juliet, now, though most unwillingly, moved forward; and Mrs. Ireton, surveying her, said, "Yes, yes, I see who you are! I recollect you now, Mrs Mrs I forget your name, though, I protest. I can't recollect your name, I own. I'm quite ashamed, but I really cannot call it to mind. I must beg a