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Is it not pretty to see those very fine gentlemen imitating bumpkins at a fair, and grinning their best for a gold ring! But you need not fear me, Lady Hasselton, my love cannot wander if it would. In the quaint thought of Sidney,* love having once flown to my heart, burned its wings there, and cannot fly away." * In the "Arcadia," that museum of oddities and beauties.
"Why, I have promised my uncle a picture of that invaluable countenance which Lady Hasselton finds so handsome; and I am going to give Kneller my last sitting." "So, so, I will accompany you; I like the vain old dog; 'tis a pleasure to hear him admire himself so wittily." "Come, then!" said I, taking up my hat and sword; and, entering Tarleton's carriage, we drove to the painter's abode.
This emboldened that bashful personage to press in earnest for the fourth seat in the beauty's carriage, which we have seen in the conversation before mentioned had been previously offered to him in jest. After a great affectation of horror at the proposal, the Lady Hasselton yielded.
A., who is such an insufferable ass," and mine hostess sends her husband to the Fleet by vying with "that odious Mrs. B., who was always her aversion!" Just in the same manner, no thought disturbed me, in the step I was about to take, half so sorely as the recollection of Lady Hasselton the coquette and Mr. Tarleton the gambler.
"Betterton acts to-morrow night," cried the Lady Pratterly: "we must go!" "We must go," cried the Lady Hasselton. "We must go!" cried all. And so passed the time till the puppet-show was over, and my attendance dispensed with. It is a charming thing to be the lover of a lady of the mode! One so honoured does with his hours as a miser with his guineas; namely, nothing but count them!
No sooner had I quarrelled with Tarleton than Lady Hasselton received him in my place, and a week afterwards I was favoured with an anonymous letter, informing me of the violent passion which a certain /dame de la cour/ had conceived for me, and requesting me to meet her at an appointed place. Mr. Fielding was with me at the time. "What disturbs you?" said he, adjusting his knee-buckles.
To say truth, and to say nothing of my tendresse for the Lady Hasselton, I was very anxious to escape the ridicule of crawling up to the town like a green beetle, in my uncle's verdant chariot, with the four Flanders mares trained not to exceed two miles an hour.
"Sir William," cried Lady Hasselton, "you may give the Count your chariot of green and gold, and your four Flanders mares, and send his mother's maid with him. He shall not go with me." "Cruel! and why?" said I. "You are too" the lady paused, and looked at me over her fan. She was really very handsome "you are too /old/, Count. You must be more than nine."
Nay no thanks; and you may have four of my black Flanders mares to draw you." "Now, my dear Sir William," cried Lady Hasselton, who, it may be remembered, was the daughter of one of King Charles's Beauties, and who alone shared the breakfast-room with my uncle and myself, "now, my dear Sir William, I think it would be a better plan to suffer the Count to accompany us to town. We go next week.
Powell, and marched into the puppet-show, by the sound of the very bells the perversion of which the good sexton had so pathetically lamented. The first person I saw at the show, and indeed the express person I came to see, was the Lady Hasselton. Tarleton and myself separated for the present, and I repaired to the coquette.
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