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Show ca lo The London Merchant: r>, r. I fear I a m too Bold. '. Alas, Sir I I m a y jult'y appreUend you think me .fJ# Pieafe, Sir to he I a m as much at a Loft fcew to receive ur as I ought, as lam furpnz'd as your G-oodtu- _ rrmg tt. B a m . I : you expected me : I promis'd to .ie. ill. That is the more furprizing ; few M e n are ft religious Obfervators of their Word. rn. All w h o are honeft are. •'. T o one another ; but w e fimple W o m e n are fel. om thought 6f ^quence enough to gain a 1 lace jn your Remembrance. ( Laying h r liana -J, as by Ace Barn. Her Piforder is fo great, (.\\z don't perceiv has bid her Hand on mine. Heaven ! how fhe; bks ' What can this mean/ (^ Mill. The Jnreieft I have in all that relnt (the **eifon of which you fhall know hereafter m y Cur.ofity ; and were / fure you w uld pardon ay Prefamption, /fhould defire to know your real Segments on a ^ery panicuar Subject. Barn. Madam, you may command m y poor Th oi a ly Subject •, /have none ihat ZwoJdcoa-ce ah Mill. You'll think m e bold. Barn. N o , indeed. "ill. What then are your Thought, of Love ? e ,n trie Love of Women, / ha it at all. ly Youth and Circumftances ra* in me But if you mr we tc :o one has more n't know that t e World/ >-Vt with, and Power. n cle, • an i and m y M a iter , a then, whom you-love? The Itiftorj of George Barnwell. I1 Ban. W e live in one Houfe, and both ferve the fams K Sfhappy, Youth !l hate my-felf, my Jt._l_-IPffid /keen a Man, I might, perhaps, have bee:, as happy in your Friendfl.jp, as he who enjoys::: But''s it is. --• On'- ~* . . r Barn I never obferv'd W o m e n before, or this is fury >the moft beautiful of her fex. {Afide. Y o u feem dif-orde^' d, Madam ; may I know the Caufe. _ Mill. D o not ask me, 1 can never fpeak it, whtt-ever is the Caufe ; I wifh for Things impoflible. » In-ouM be a Servant, bound to the fame Mailer, to liva in one H ou fe \ ith you. taiornns. aHreo w1f trange, and yet how kind her W o r d s and rar.oe And the'L they have on me as I feel Defire I never knew before 1 null be gone wL le I have Power to go, (Afide.) Ma-am I humbly take my leave. Mill. You will fure leave me fo foon ! Barn. Indeed I muft. Mill. You cannot be fo cruel! I have prepared a poor Supper, at which I promis'd myfelf your Company. Barn. I am forry I muft refufethe Honour you deilgn i'e ; but my Duty to ray Mafter calls me hmce. I ne- ?r yet neglected his Service: fie is fo gentle, and fo good a.Mafter, that mould I wrong him, tho' he might forgive me, yet I never.fhould forgive myfelf. Mill. A m I then refus'd, by the firft Man, the fe* ! Favour I ever ftoop'd to ask Go then tho* d hard-hearted Youth --But know, that you re the only Man that could be found, who would let e iue twice tor.greater Favours. Barn. What mall I do ? How fhall I go or XJf-A°°°\: do notlMven« Jwfc* Uk Lr. would meet y ° l l r Scorn : But when w f m ? T y0 0 - - ^ h e n f behold thofe Eyes, O h ! o that J i i n ? 6 U ^ a B d h\ m>' BL:lhes (fh-sPlood of T e in fhooid h,de ** Way) dcdare what Woman's Modfefty %* Oh, Helens! flic loves me, worthlefsas I a», he? / |