Oons, madam! said he, and he kimboed his arms, and strutted up to me.
Now for a cuff, thought I. I was half afraid of it: but out of the room
again capered he.
Lord bless me, said I, what a passionate creature is this!
Lord and Lady L---- both turned from me with indignation. But no wonder
if one, that they both did. They are a silly pair; and I believe have
agreed to keep each other in countenance in all they do.
But Emily affected me. She sat before in one corner of the room,
weeping; and just then ran to me, and, wrapping her arms about me, Dear,
dear Lady G----, said she, for Heaven's sake, think of what our Miss
Byron said; 'Don't jest away your own happiness.' I don't say who is in
fault: but, my dear lady, do you condescend. It looks pretty in a woman
to condescend. Forgive me; I will run to my lord, and I will beg of
him----
Away she ran, without waiting for an answer--and, bringing in the
passionate wretch, hanging on his arm--You must not, my lord, indeed you
must not be so passionate. Why, my lord, you frighted me; indeed you
did. Such a word I never heard from your lordship's mouth--
Ay, my lord, said I, you give yourself pretty airs! Don't you? and use
pretty words; that a child shall be terrified at them! But come, come,
ask my pardon, for leaving me to dine without you.
Was not that tender?--Yet out went Lord and Lady L----.
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