‘I am afraid I have, Madam,’ ſays Jones, ‘but I beg you will ſuffer me firſt to take Care of you. I have a Right-hand yet at your Service, to help you into the next Field, where we have but a very little Walk to your Father’s Houſe.’
Sophia ſeeing his left Arm dangling by his Side, while he was uſing the other to lead her, no longer doubted of the Truth. She now grew much paler than her Fears for herſelf had made her before. All her Limbs were ſeized with a Trembling, inſomuch that Jones could ſcarce ſupport her; and as her Thoughts were in no leſs Agitation, ſhe could not refrain from giving Jones a Look ſo full of Tenderneſs, that it almoſt argued a ſtronger Senſation in her Mind, than even Gratitude and Pity united can raiſe in the gentleſs female Boſom, without the Aſſiſtance of a third more powerful Paſſion.
Mr. Weſtern, who was advanced at ſome Diſtance when this Accident happened, was now returned, as were the reſt of the Horſemen. Sophia immediately acquainted them with what had befallen Jones, and begged them to take Care of him. Upon which, Weſt-ern,
