I am just, and no galant.[1]

It shall be the first infidelity I shall commit against my solemn

conquest; and, I promise you, I will embrace the first pretence to be

absent from her four and twenty hours: that shall be her punishment for

having kept me so long distant from her: It is now more than two months

I have been taken up with this adventure: ay, two months and three

days, including to-morrow, as it will not be really consummated until

then. This brings to my memory, that Mademoiselle B—— held out three

complete months. I am pleased to find sheer coquetry can make a longer

defence than austere virtue.

Adieu, charmer! I must leave off, for it is very late. This letter has

led me farther than I intended; but, as I send to Paris to-morrow, I

would not miss the opportunity of letting you partake a day sooner of

your friend’s good success.

_Oct._ 2, 17—, _at Night._

[1] Voltaire’s comedy of Nanine.

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