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 perhaps at the Badnes of the Latin, and when her Mitres cat her Eyes on her, bluhed, poibly with a Conciounes of having laughed at her Mater. Mrs. Partridge, upon this, immediately fell into a Fury, and dicharged the Trencher on which he was eating, at the Head of poor Jenny, crying out, ‘You impudent Whore, do you play Tricks with my Huband before my Face?’ and, at the ame Intant, roe front her Chair, with a Knife in her Hand, with which, mot probably, he would have excecuted very tragical Vengeance, had not the Girl taken the Advantage of being nearer the Door than her Mitres, and avoided her Fury, by running away; for, as to the poor Huband, whether Surprize had rendered him motionles, or Fear (which is full as probable) had retrained him from venturing at any Oppoition, he at taring and trembling in his Chair; nor did he once offer to move or peak, till his Wife returning from the Puruit of Jenny, made ome defenive Meaures neceary for his own Preervation; and he likewie was obliged to retreat, after the Example of the Maid.

This good Woman was, no more than Othello, of a Dipoition,