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If I was inclined to pity her, said a young lady in the coach, it would be for the loss of Horatio; for I cannot discern any misfortune in her missing such a husband as Bellarmine. Why, I must own, says Slipslop, the gentleman was a little false-hearted; but howsumever, it was hard to have two lovers, and get never a husband at all. But pray, madam, what became of Our-asho? He remains, said the lady, still unmarried, and hath applied himself so strictly to his business, that he hath raised, I hear, a very considerable fortune. And what is remarkable, they say he never hears the name of Leonora without a sigh, nor hath ever uttered one syllable to charge her with her ill-conduct towards him |
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