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The Vicar of Wakehei& Ig
^ Sophv, my dear, what do you think of
our new viiitor? Don't you think he seemed
^ to be good-natured?" „— Immenselysb^
,, indeed, mamma," replied she, ,, I, think
„ he has a great deal to lay upon every thing,
„ and is never at a loss; and the more trisling
„ the subjecl, the more he has to lay." -
,, Yes," cried Olivia, „he is well enough for
„ a man; but for my part, I don't much likd
s, him, he is lo extremely impudent and lamb
;, liar; but on the guitar he is iliocking." These
two last speeches I interpreted by contraries^
I found by this, that Sophia internally de^
spised, as much as Olivia secretly admired
him. —- ^Whatever may be your opinions
„ of him, my children," cried I, „ to con-
j, fess a truth , he has not preposleif me in his
„ favour. Disproportioned fliendships ever
,, terminate in disgusl; and I thought, not-
„ withsfandingallhis ease, that he seemed per-
„ fectly sensible os the dislance between us.
n Let us keep to companions of our own rank*
,, There is no character more contemptible,
„ than a man that is a fortune-hunter; and I can
„ see no reason whv fortune-hunting women
„ should not be contemptible too. Thus, at
), bell, we shall be contemptible if his views
,, be honourable; but is they be otherwise!
„ I should shudder but to think of that! It i&
„.true, I have no apprebensions from the coa-
„ duel of my children, but I think there are
,, some srom his character." — I would have
proceeded ^but 'for the interruption of a ser-
Vant fiom the 'Squire, who, with his complb
meats, lent us a side of venisba, and a pro^
^ Sophv, my dear, what do you think of
our new viiitor? Don't you think he seemed
^ to be good-natured?" „— Immenselysb^
,, indeed, mamma," replied she, ,, I, think
„ he has a great deal to lay upon every thing,
„ and is never at a loss; and the more trisling
„ the subjecl, the more he has to lay." -
,, Yes," cried Olivia, „he is well enough for
„ a man; but for my part, I don't much likd
s, him, he is lo extremely impudent and lamb
;, liar; but on the guitar he is iliocking." These
two last speeches I interpreted by contraries^
I found by this, that Sophia internally de^
spised, as much as Olivia secretly admired
him. —- ^Whatever may be your opinions
„ of him, my children," cried I, „ to con-
j, fess a truth , he has not preposleif me in his
„ favour. Disproportioned fliendships ever
,, terminate in disgusl; and I thought, not-
„ withsfandingallhis ease, that he seemed per-
„ fectly sensible os the dislance between us.
n Let us keep to companions of our own rank*
,, There is no character more contemptible,
„ than a man that is a fortune-hunter; and I can
„ see no reason whv fortune-hunting women
„ should not be contemptible too. Thus, at
), bell, we shall be contemptible if his views
,, be honourable; but is they be otherwise!
„ I should shudder but to think of that! It i&
„.true, I have no apprebensions from the coa-
„ duel of my children, but I think there are
,, some srom his character." — I would have
proceeded ^but 'for the interruption of a ser-
Vant fiom the 'Squire, who, with his complb
meats, lent us a side of venisba, and a pro^