10)
"Why to tell you the truth my Love, replied
Rebecca, I have lately taken it into my
head to think (perhaps with little reason)
that my complexion is by no means e:
:qual
to the rest of my face & have therefore
taken, as you see, to white & red paint which
I would scorn to use on any other occasion as
I hate art."
Charlotte, who perfectly understood the mean:
:ing
of her freind's speech, was too goodtemper'd
& obliging to refuse her, what she knew she
wished,—a compliment; & they parted the
best freinds in the world.
With a heavy heart & streaming Eyes did she ascend the lovely vehicle[1] which bore her from her freinds & home; but greived as she was, she little thought of in what a strange & different manner
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