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Writes with stiff brevity, stiff but distinct; with perfect observance of grammar both in French and German; with good practical sense, and faithful effort to do aright what his order is: no trace of "MonSIR," of "OEuvre de PoesHie," to be found in Freytag; and most, or all, of the ridiculous burs stuck on him by Voltaire, are to be pulled off again as as fibs, or fictions, solacing to the afflicted Wit.
If I thought shee were not given to be with child I would examine her abilities; but these waiting women are so fruitfull, when they have a good turne from a gentleman they have not the vertue of concealment: touch a Chambermaide and take a Child, everything workes with their soluble bodies. Enter Monsir Device. De. Noble Mr. Underwitt! Un.
Most pretious Alamode, Monsir Device! De. I blesse my lipps with your white handes. Lady. You come to take your leave as knowing by instinct wee have but halfe an hour to stay. Sis. Wee are for the Countrey as fast as your Flanders mares will trott, sir. De. That's a Solecisme till the Court remove; are you afraid of the small pox? Sis. The less the better for a gentlewoman. De.
Readers know Voltaire's account and MonSIR Collini's; and may now hear Freytag's own, which is painted from fact: Packets are signeted, mutually sealed, Rucker claps on the Town-seal first, Freytag and Voltaire following with theirs. Madame Denis, on receiving his bad news at Strasburg, sets off towards him: arrives some days before the OEUVRE and its Big Case.
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