I wonder what is Miss Rawlins's love-name, Jack. Most of the fair
romancers have in their early womanhood chosen love-names. No parson
ever gave more real names, than I have given fictitious ones. And to
very good purpose: many a sweet dear has answered me a letter for the
sake of owning a name which her godmother never gave her.
No--it was her real name, I said.
I bid her read out the whole letter. If the spelling be not exact, Miss
Rawlins, said I, you will excuse it; the writer is a lord. But, perhaps,
I may not show it to my spouse; for if those I have left with her have no
effect upon her, neither will this: and I shall not care to expose my
Lord M. to her scorn. Indeed I begin to be quite careless of
consequences.
Miss Rawlins, who could not but be pleased with this mark of my
confidence, looked as if she pitied me.
And here thou mayest read the letter, No. III.
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TO ROBERT LOVELACE, ESQ.
M. HALL, WEDN. JUNE 7.