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 uch an Opinion of me. I am ure nobody can ay any uch thing of me. All the young Fellows in the World may go to the Divil, for me. Becaue I aid he was a handome Man! Every body ays it as well as I—To be ure, I never thought as it was any Harm to ay a young Man was handome; but to be ure I hall never think him o any more now; for handome is that handome does. A Beggar Wench!―’

‘Stop thy Torrent of Impertinence,’ cries Sophia, ‘and ee whether my Father wants me at Breakfat.’

Mrs. Honour then flung out of the Room, muttering much to herelf—of which—‘Marry come up, I aure you,’ was all that could be plainly ditinguihed.

Whether Mrs. Honour really deerved that Supicion, of which her Mitres gave her a Hint, is a Matter which we cannot indulge our Reader’s Curioity by reolving. We will however make him Amends, in dicloing what paed in the Mind of Sophia.