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blow the temper of Lady Bellaston into that flame of which he had reason to think it susceptible, and of which he feared the consequence might be a discovery to Sophia, which he dreaded. After some discontented walks, therefore, about the room, he was preparing to depart, when the lady kindly prevented him, not by another letter, but by her own presence. She entered the room very disordered in her dress, and very discomposed in her looks, and threw herself into a chair, where, having recovered her breath, she said: You see, sir, when women have gone one length too far, they will stop at none. If any person would have sworn this to me a week ago, I would not have believed it of myself.'-' I hope, madam,' said Jones, my charming Lady Bellaston will be as difficult to believe any thing against one who is so sensible of the many obligations she hath conferred upon him.'- Indeed!' says she; 'sensible of obligations! Did I expect to hear such cold language from Mr. Jones?' Pardon me, my dear angel,' said he, if, after the letters I have received, the terrors of your anger, though I know not how I have deserved it--.' And have I then,' says she with a smile, so angry a countenance? Have I really brought a chiding face with me ? If there be honour in man,' said he, I have done nothing to merit your anger. You remember the appointment you sent me. I went in pursuance I beseech
you,' cried she, do not run through the odious recital. Answer me but one question, and I shall be easy. Have you not betrayed my honour to her? Jones fell upon his knees, and began to utter the most violent protestations, when Partridge came dancing and capering into the room, like one drunk with joy, crying out, She's found! She's found!Here, sir, here; she's here! Mrs. Honour is upon the stairs. Stop her a moment,' cries Jones. Here, madam, step behind the bed: I have no other room, nor closet, nor place on earth to hide you in: sure never was do damn'd an accident.' D--n'd indeed!
said the lady, as she went to her place of concealment; and presently afterwards in came Mrs. Honour. Hey dey,' says she, Mr. Jones, what's the matter? That impudent rascal, your servant, would scarce let me come up stairs. I hope he hath not the same reason to keep me from you as he had at Upton. I suppose you hardly expected to see me ; but you have certainly bewitched my lady. Poor dear young lady! To be sure, I loves her as tenderly as if she was my own sister. Lord have mercy upon you, if you don't make her a good husband; and to be sure, if you do not, nothing can be bad enough for you.' Jones begged her only to whisper, for that there was a lady dying in the next room. 'A lady!' cries she; 'ay, I suppose one of your ladies. O, Mr. Jones, there are too many of them in the world I believe we are got into the house of one; for my Lady Bellastón, I darst to say, is no better than she should be.' Hush! hush!' cries Jones; "every word is overheard in the next room. I don't care a farthing,' cries Honour; I speaks no scandal of any one; but, to be sure, the servants make no scruple of saying as how her ladyship meets men at another place, where the house goes under the name of a poor gentlewoman; but her ladyship pays the rent, and many's the good things besides, they say, she hath of her.' Here Jones, after expressing the utmost uneasiness, offered to stop her mouth: Hey day! why sure, Mr. Jones, you will let me speak; I speaks no scandal, for I only says what I heard from others,--and, thinks I to myself, much good may it do the gentlewoman with her riches, if she comes by it in such a wicked manner. To be sure it is better to be poor and honest. The servants are villains,' cries Jones, and abuse their lady unjustly. Ay, to be sure, servants are always villains; and so my lady says, and won't hear a word of it. No, I am convinced,' says Jones, my So phia is above listening to such base scandal.'--'Nay, I believe it is no scandal, neither, cries Honour;
for why should she meet men at another house? it can can never be for any good: for if she had a law. ful design of being courted, as to be sure any lady may lawfully give her company to men upon that account; why where can be the sense?I protest,' cries Jones, I can't hear all this of a lady of such honour, and a relation of Sophia; besides, you will distract the poor lady in the next room. entreat you to walk with me down stairs. you won't let me speak, I have done.
Let me Nay, sir,
if Here, sir, is a letter from my young lady, what would some men give to have this? But, Mr. Jones, I think you are not over and above generous; and yet I have heard some servants say--but I am sure you will do me the justice to own I never saw the colour of your money.' Here Jones hastily took the letter, and presently after slipped five pieces into her hand. He then returned a thousand thanks to his dear Sophia, in a whisper, and begged her to leave him to read her letter: she presently departed, not without expressing much grateful sense of his generosity.
Lady Bellaston now came from behind the cur tain. How shall I describe her rage? Her tongue was at first incapable of utterance; but streains of fire darted from her eyes; and well indeed they might, for her heart was all in a flame. And now, as soon as her voice found way, instead of express. ing any indignation against Honour or her own ser vants, she began to attack poor Jones. You see,' said she, what I have sacrificed to you! my reputation, my honour,-gone for ever! And what re turn have I found? Neglected, slighted for a country girl, for an idiot... What neglect, madam, or what slight,' cries Jones, have I been guilty of?'
Mr. Jones,' said she, it is in vain to dissemble; if you will make me easy, you must entirely give her up; and as a proof of your intention, show me the letter. What letter, madam?" said Jones. Nay, surely,' said she, you cannot have the confidence to deny your having received a letter by the hands
of that trollop.
And can your ladyship,' cries he, ask of me what I must part with my honour before I grant? Have I acted in such a manner by your ladyship? Could I be guilty of betraying this poor innocent girl to you, what security could you have, that I should not act the same part by yourself? A moment's reflection will, I am sure, convince you, that a man with whom the secrets of a lady are not safe, must be the most contemptible of wretches.'
Very well,' said she; I need not insist on your becoming this contemptible wretch in your own opinion; for the inside of the letter could inform me of nothing more than I know already. I see the foot. ing you are upon.' Here ensued a long conversation, which the reader, who is not too curious, will thank ine for not inserting at length. It shall suffice, thereford, to inform him, that Lady Bellaston grew more and more pacified, and at length believed, or affected to believe, his protestations, that his meeting with Sophia that evening was merely accidental, and every other matter which the reader already knows; and which, as Jones set before her in the strongest light, it is plain that she had in reality no reason to be angry with him.
She was not, however, in her heart, perfectly satisfied with his refusal to show her the letter; so deaf are we to the clearest reason, when it argues against our prevailing passions. She was, indeed, well convinced that Sophia possessed the first place in Jones's affections; and yet, haughty and amorous as this lady was, she submitted at last to bear the second place; or, to express it more properly in a legal phrase, was contented with the possession of that of which another woman had the reversion.
It was at length agreed, that Jones should for the future visit at the house: for that Sophia, her maid, and all the servants, would place these visits to the account of Sophia; and that she herself would be considered as the person imposed upon.
This scheme was contrived by the lady, and highly
relished by Jones, who was indeed glad to have a prospect of seeing his Sophia at any rate; and the lady herself was not a little pleased with the imposition on Sophia, which Jones, she thought, could not possibly discover to her for his own sake.
The next day was appointed for the first visit; and then, after proper ceremonials, the Lady Bel laston returned home.
JONES was no sooner alone, than he eagerly broke
open his letter, and read as
Sir, it is impossible to express what I have suffered since you left this house; and, as I have rea son to think you intend coming here again, I have sent Honour, though so late at night, as she tells me she knows your lodgings, to prevent you. I charge you, by all the regard you have for me, not to think of visiting here; for it will certainly be discovered; nay, I almost doubt, from some things which have dropped from her ladyship, that she is not already without some suspicion. Something favourable perhaps may happen: we must wait with patience; but I once more entreat you, if you have any concern for my ease, do not think of returning hither.'
This letter administered the same kind of consolation to poor Jones, which Job formerly received from his friends. Besides disappointing all the hopes which he promised to himself from seeing Sophia, he was reduced to an unhappy dilemma, with regard to Lady Bellaston; for there are some certain engagements, which, as he well knew, do very difficultly admit of any excuse for the failure; and to go, after the strict prohibition from Sophia, he was not to be forced by any human power. At