ng only _Atlante_ attended with her Sister, and a Footman
following with their Books, he was a thousand times about to speak to
'em; but he no sooner advanc'd a step or two towards 'em to that purpose
(for he followed them) but his Heart fail'd, and a certain Awe and
Reverence, or rather the Fears and Tremblings of a Lover, prevented him:
but when he consider'd, that possibly he might never have so favourable
an Opportunity again, he resolv'd a-new, and called up so much Courage
to his Heart, as to speak to _Atlante_; but before he did so, _Charlot_
looking behind her, saw _Rinaldo_ very near to 'em, and cry'd out with a
Voice of Joy, 'Oh! Sister, Sister! look where the handsome _Monsieur_
is, just behind us! sure he is some-body of Quality, for see he has two
Footmen that follow him, in just such Liveries, and so rich as those of
our Neighbour _Monsieur Bellyaurd_.' At this _Atlante_ could not
forbear, but before she was aware of it, turn'd her Head, and look'd on
_Rinaldo_; which encourag'd him to advance, and putting off his Hat,
which he clapt under his Arm, with a low Bow, said, 'Ladies, you are
slenderly attended, and so many Accidents arrive to the Fair in the rude
Streets, that I humbly implore you will permit me, whose Duty it is as a
Neighbour, to wait on you to your Door.' 'Sir, (said _Atlante_ blushing)
we fear no Insolence, and need no Protector; or if we did, we should not
be so rude to take you out of your way, to serve us.' 'Madam, (said he)
my way lies yours. I live at the next Door, and am Son to _Bellyaurd_,
your Neighbour. But, Madam, (added he) if I were to go all my Life out
of the way, to do you Service, I should take it for the greatest
Happiness that could arrive to me; but, Madam, sure a Man can never be
out of his Way, who has the Honour of so charming Company.' _Atlante_
made no reply to this, but blush'd and bow'd: But _Charlot_ said, 'Nay,
Sir, if you are our Neighbour, we will give you leave to conduct us
home; but pray, Sir, how came you to know we are your Neighbours? for we
never saw you before, to our knowledge.' 'My pretty Miss, (reply'd
_Rinaldo_) I knew it from that transcendent Beauty that appear'd in your
Faces, and fine Shapes; for I have heard, there was no Beauty in the
World like that of _Atlante's_; and I no sooner saw her, but my Heart
told me it was she.' 'Heart! (said _Charlot_ laughing) why, do Hearts
use to speak?' 'The most intelligible of any thing, (_Rinaldo_ reply'd)
w