Dearest Madam! Heavenly Lady!--Who can--who can--hesitated and blubbered
the dog, as he owned. And indeed I heard some part of what passed,
though they both talked lower than I wished; for, from the nature of
their conversation, there was no room for altitudes.
THEM, and BOTH, and THEY!--How it goes against me to include this angel
of a creature, and any man on earth but myself, in one world!
Capt. Who can forbear being affected?--But, Madam, you can be no other
man's.
Cl. Nor would I be. But he is so sunk with me!--To fire the house!--An
artifice so vile!--contrived for the worst of purposes!--Would you have a
daughter of your's--But what would I say?--Yet you see that I have nobody
in whom I can confide!--Mr. Lovelace is a vindictive man!--He could not
love the creature whom he could insult as he has insulted me!
She paused. And then resuming--in short, I never, never can forgive him,
nor he me.--Do you think, Sir, I never would have gone so far as I have
gone, if I had intended ever to draw with him in one yoke?--I left behind
me such a letter--