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SUSAN GRAY, 71

** No,” said she; ‘who has been with you?
has Charlotte been here this evening?”

1 immediately told her who had paid me a
visit; and repeated all that the gentleman had
said. Scarcely had I done speaking, when she,
clapping me on the back, cried out, “I wish
you joy, my Susan; play your cards weil, and
you are sure of being the Captain’s lady.”

“Indeed,” said J, ‘‘I have no such vain
thoughts. I am not fit to be a gentleman's
wife, I know very well; aid Iam resolved that

~ . | will see him no more: with your leave, Ma-

dam, I will never go to his lodgings more.”

‘*Not see him more!” said my mistress,
“why, you little fool, should you dislike to be
agentlewoman? Had you rather slave all your
life, and be a poor servant, than live at your
ease, and be honoured and respected?”

‘‘Why should I think,” said I, ‘that the
Captain would marry me? Did he not tell me,
but now, that it was not in his power?”

**O! but if you would try to please him,”
said my naughty mistress, “he would, perhaps,
become so fond of you, that he would marry
you in spite of his cross old father.”

‘‘ And can you advise me to tempt a son
to disobey his father?” said I, lifting up my
eyes and hands. ‘‘ No, no,” I said, “1 will
neither tempt him to evil, nor shall he tempt
me; I will never, if I can help it, see him
more.”

My mistress said no more on that subject
that night, but the next evening, she ordered

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me to take some more of the linen which was