admirer and imitator, Jack Opal, who has for these ten years past, so successfully performed every kind of fine gentlemanship, which every new fool brought into fashion, any kind of bad treatment, I suppose, that happens to come into my head will be good enough for him.
Ag. Quite good enough. You have set him down for one of your admirers too?
Mar. Yes, truly, and a great many more besides.
Ag. Did you observe in the ball-room last night, a genteel young man, with a dark grey eye, and a sensible countenance, but with so little of the foppery of the fashion about him, that one took him at a distance for a much older man?
Mar. Wore he not a plain brownish coat? and stood he not very near us great part of the evening?
Ag. Yes, the very same. Pray endeavour to attract him, Mariane.
Mar. If you are very desirous to see him in my train, I'll try him.
Ag. No, not desirous, neither.
Mar. Then wherefore should I try?
Ag. Because I would have you try every art to win him, and I would not have him to be won.
Mar. O! I comprehend it now! This is the sensible man we are in quest of.
Ag. I shall not be sorry if it proves so. I have enquired who he is, as I shall tell you by and by, and what I have learned of him I like. Is not his appearance prepossessing, cousin Mariane?
