iam_; so Dinner was serv'd up
in the Room next to _Philadelphia's_ Bed-chamber. What they had was Nice
and Seasonable; and they were all Three as Pleasant as cou'd be
expected, without Sir _William_; to whose Health the Glass went round
once or twice. Dinner over, and the Table clear'd, the old Lady _Beldam_
entreated Mr. _Gracelove_ to entertain the young Lady with a Discourse
of his Travels, and of the most remarkable Passages and Encounters of
'em, which he perform'd with a Modesty and Gravity peculiar to himself;
and in some part of his Discourse mov'd the innocent Passions of the
beauteous and compassionate _Philadelphia_; who was as attentive as she
us'd to be in Church at Divine Service. When the old Lady perceiv'd that
he had made an end, or at least, that he desir'd to proceed no farther,
she took Occasion to leave 'em together, in haste; pretending, that she
had forgotten to give Orders to one of her Servants, about a Business of
Moment, and that she wou'd return to 'em in a very little Time. The
Gentleman, you may believe, was very well pleas'd with her Retreat,
since he had a Discourse to make to _Philadelphia_ of a quite contrary
Nature to the Preceding, which requir'd Privacy: But how grateful her
Absence was to _Philadelphia_, we may judge by the Sequel. Madam, (said
_Gracelove_) how do you like the Town? Have you yet seen any Man here
whom you cou'd Love? Alas, Sir! (she reply'd) I have not seen the Town,
only in a Coach, as I pass'd along, nor ever was in any House, except
this and another, where my Brother lodg'd: And to your other Question I
must Answer, that I Love all Men. That's generous, indeed, Madam!
(cry'd he) there is then some hope that I am one of the Number. No
doubt, Sir, (she return'd) that I Love you as well as any, except Sir
_William_. Is he the happy Man then, Madam? (said _Gracelove_.) If to be
loved best by me, may make any Man happy, doubtless it must be he, for
he is my own Brother. I fancy, Madam, (return'd he) that you may make me
as dear a Relation to you, as Sir _William_. How is that possible, Sir?
she ask'd. Thus, Madam, (replied he, drawing closer to her) by our
nearer Approaches to one another. O, Heaven defend me! (cried she aloud)
what do you mean? Take away your Hand; you uncivil Man! Help! Madam! my
Lady! O, (said _Gracelove_) she's gone purposely out of hearing. Am I
betray'd then? She cried. Betray'd! as if your pretty innocent Ladyship
did not know where you were lodg