M. O dear heart!--But I am not a fool.

And her colour went and came.

D. Dear Madam, [but, indeed, I don't love a Harlowe--that's what I

mean,] I am your child, and must be your child, do what you will.

M. A very pert one, I am sure, as ever mother bore! And you must be

my child, do what I will!--as much as to say, you would not, if you could

help it, if I--

D. How could I have such a thought!--It would be forward, indeed, if I

had--when I don't know what your mind is as to the proposal:--when the

proposal is so very advantageous a one too.

M. [Looking a little less discomposed] why, indeed, ten thousand

pounds----

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