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G---- thought fit to break into my retirement without my leave--By the way, he was a little impertinent at dinner-time; but that I passed over-- What boldness is this? said I--Pray, Sir, begone--Why leave you your company below? I come, my dearest life! to make a request to you. The man began with civility enough, had he had a little less of his odious rapture; for he flung his arms about me, Jenny in presence. A husband's fondness is enough to ruin these girls. Don't you think, Harriet, that there is an immorality in it, before them? I refuse your request, be it what it will. How dare you invade me in my retirement?--You may believe, that I intended not to stay long above, my sister below. Does the ceremony, so lately past, authorize want of breeding? Want of breeding, madam!--And he did so stare! Leave me, this instant!--I looked good-natured, I suppose, in my anger; for he declared he would not; and again throwing his arms about me as I sat, joined his sharp face to mine, and presumed to kiss me; Jenny still in the room. Now, Harriet, you never will desert me in a point of delicacy, I am sure. You cannot defend these odious freedoms in a matrimony so young, unless you would be willing to be served so yourself. You may suppose, that then I let loose my indignation upon him. And he stole out, daring to mutter, and be displeased. The word devil was in his mouth. Did he call me devil, Jenny? No, indeed, madam, said the wench--And, Harriet, see the ill example of such a free behaviour before her: she presumed to prate in favour of the man's fit of fondness; yet, at other times, is a prude of a girl. Before my anger was gone down, in again [It is truth, Harriet,] came the bold wretch. I will not, said he, as you are not particularly employed, leave you--Upon my soul, madam, you don't use me well. But if you will oblige me with your company tomorrow morning-- No where, Sir-- Only to breakfast with Miss Byron, my dear--As a mark of your obligingness, I request it. His dear!--Now I hate a hypocrite, of all things. I knew that he had a design to make a shew of his bride, as his property, at another place; and seeing me angry, thought he would name a visit agreeable to me, and which at the same time would give him a merit with you, and preserve to himself the consequence of being obliged by his obedient wife, at the word of authority. From this foolish beginning arose our mighty quarrel. What
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