LETTER XLVII

MR. LOVELACE, TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ.

MONDAY MORNING, MAY 22.

No generosity in this lady. None at all. Wouldst thou not have thought,

that after I had permitted her to withdraw, primed for mischief as I was,

she would meet me next morning early; and that with a smile; making me

one of her best courtesies?

I was in the dining-room before six, expecting her. She opened not her

door. I went up stairs and down; and hemm'd; and called Will.; called

Dorcas; threw the doors hard to; but still she opened not her door. Thus

till half an hour after eight, fooled I away my time; and then (breakfast

ready) I sent Dorcas to request her company.

But I was astonished, when (following the wench, as she did at the first

invitation) I saw her enter dressed, all but her gloves, and those and

her fan in her hand; in the same moment bidding Dorcas direct Will. to

get her a chair to the door.

Cruel creature, thought I, to expose me thus to the derision of the women

below!

Going abroad, Madam!

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