Truſty. Yes, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. Well—Do you be ſure now that every thing is done in the moſt genteeleſt manner—and to the honour of the famaly.
Truſty. Yes, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. Well—but mind what I ſay to you.
Truſty. Yes, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. His Lordſhip is to lie in the chintz bedchamber—d'ye hear?—And Sir John in the blue damaſk room—His Lordſhip's valet-de-ſhamb in the oppoſite
Truſty. But Mr. Lovewell is come down—and you know that's his room, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. Well—well—Mr. Lovewell may make ſhift—or get a bed at the George—But hark ye, Truſty!
Truſty. Ma'am!
Mrs. Heidel. Get the great dining-room in order as ſoon as poſſible. Unpaper the curtains, take the civers off the couch and the chairs, and put the china figures on the mantle-piece immediately.
Truſty. Yes, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. Be gone then! fly, this inſtant!—Where's my brother Sterling
Truſty. Talking to the butler, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. Very well. [Exit Truſty.] Miſs Fanny!—I perteſt I did not ſee you before—Lord, child, what's the matter with you?
Fanny. With me? Nothing, Ma'am.
Mrs. Heidel. Bleſs me! Why your face is as pale, and black, and yellow—of fifty colours, I perteſt.—And then you have dreſt yourſelf as looſe and as big—I declare there is not ſuch a thing to be ſeen now, as a young woman with a fine waiſt—You all make yourſelves as round as Mrs. Deputy Barter. Go, child!—You know the qualaty will be here by and by—Go, and make yourſelf a little more fit to be ſeen. [Exit Fanny.] She is gone away in tears—abſolutely crying, I vow and perteſt.—This ridicalous Love! we
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