"Burchel, without knowing what he did, fell on one knee and
kissed it.
"This action revived the confusion of Olivia; she retreated, and
Louisa took hold of her arm. Will you retire, said Louisa? You
are a sweet good creature. Olivia assented, advanced a few steps
forward, and then with her head half averted, took a parting
glance at Burchel, and hurried away.
"A strange girl this, said Bromley! Devil take me, if I know
what to make of her.
"I vow, cried sir Charles, I am acquainted with all the coteries
in town, and never met with any thing like her.
"Why, she is as coming, rejoined the squire, as a milk-maid, and
yet I do not know how she has something that dashes one too.
"Ah, cried sir Charles, shaking his head, she has nothing of the
manners of the _grand monde_.
"That I can say nothing to, said Bromley, but, in my mind, her
behaviour is gracious and agreeable enough, if her conduct were
not so out of the way.
"What think you, Burchel, said Townshend, she is handsome,
innocent, good tempered and rich; excellent qualities, let me
tell you, for a wife.
"I think her, said Burchel, more than you say. Her disposition
is amiable, and her character exquisitely sweet and feminine.
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