Then going up to the glass Lady Augusta bitterly inveighed against perverse nature, who with such a warm heart, had given her such an ugly face. "Do you know," she said, still gazing upon her uncouth features, addressing herself to Lady Dartford—"do you know that I have fallen in love myself, since I saw you;—and with whom do you think?" "I think I can guess, and shall take great credit to myself, if I am right. Is not the happy man an author?" said Lady Dartford.—"You have him, upon my honour—Mr. Clarendon, by all that is wonderful:—he is positively the cleverest man about town.—Well I am glad to see my affairs also make some little noise in the world".—"I can tell you however," said Lady Mandeville, "that he is already engaged;—and Lady Mounteagle occupies every thought of his heart."
"Good gracious, my dear, living and loving have done but little for you; and
