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earest love, uncover your face. You shall not look upon me, since I am so odious to you. But this is a violence I never thought you capable of. And I would have pressed her hand, as I held it, with my lips; but she drew it from me with indignation. Unhand me, Sir, said she. I will not be touched by you. Leave me to my fate. What right, what title, have you to persecute me thus? What right, what title, my dear!--But this is not a time--I have a letter from Captain Tomlinson--here it is--offering it to her-- I will receive nothing from your hands--tell me not of Captain Tomlinson--tell me not of any body--you have no right to invade me thus-- once more leave me to my fate--have you not made me miserable enough? I touched a delicate string, on purpose to set her in such a passion before the women, as might confirm the intimation I had given of a phrensical disorder. What a turn is here!--Lately so happy--nothing wanting but a reconciliation between you and your friends!--That reconciliation in such a happy train--shall so slight, so accidental an occasion be suffered to overturn all our happiness? She started up with a trembling impatience, her apron falling from her indignant face--now, said she, that thou darest to call the occasion slight and accidental, and that I am happily out of thy vile hands, and out of a house I have reason to believe as vile, traitor and wretch as thou art, I will venture to cast an eye upon thee--and Oh! that it were in my power, in mercy to my sex, to look thee first into shame and remorse, and then into death! This violent tragedy-speech, and the high manner in which she uttered it, had its desired effect. I looked upon the women, and upon her by turns, with a pitying eye; and they shook their wise heads, and besought me to retire, and her to lie down to compose herself. This hurricane, like other hurricanes, was presently allayed by a shower. She threw herself once more into her armed chair, and begged pardon of the women for her passionate excess; but not of me: yet I was in hopes, that when compliments were stirring, I should have come in for a share. Indeed, Ladies, said I, [with assurance enough, thou'lt say,] this violence is not natural to my beloved's temper--misapprehension-- Misapprehension, wretch!--And want I excuses from thee! Bu what a scorn was every lovely feature agitated! Then turning her face from me, I have not patience, O thou guileful be
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