The Bawd told him he had no reason yet to complain; for having got an Acquaintance there, and once discovered his Passion, he had brought things to a pretty good forwardness:  My advice therefore now is, said she, that you let her absolutely know your Mind, and solicite her for the last Favour; and let me know your success, and then I’ll tell you how you shall proceed.

He once more takes her Counsel, and going to cheapen some Knick knacks there, he finds her all alone; and having bought something of her, letting it lie upon the Counter, Madam, says he, I have made many Errands hither, but ’tis for your sake; for you are my chief Business, and your incomparable and Peerless Beauty, has made that Impression in my heart as will put a sudden Period to my Life unless your Compassion will grant me a Reprieve:  for nothing can retrieve it, but the Enjoyment of your Love, and Beauty.—­I can’t believe, Sir, says she, that that poor Stock of Beauty I am Owner of, can ever produce any such fatal Effects as those you speak of.  But ’tis the common Theam that you are pleas’d to entertain our Sex withal, tho there be nothing in it.  However, ’tis methinks a great Peice of Folly to love at that rate, where you can have no hopes of Enjoyment:  for I am otherways dispos’d of:  And there are young Ladies enough that are single, that are more worthy of you.  I question not Madam, replyed he, but I might have choice of Mistresses:  But, ’tis you only that have wounded me, and therefore ’tis you alone that can effect my Care.—­What wou’d you have me do to cure you, Sir, said she?  Do, Madam, said he!  Grant me the Enjoyment of your Love, for that alone can give me Ease.  Why, said she, wou’d you have me wrong my Husband’s Bed?  Shou’d I do so, how do you think he’d take it?  E’en bad enough, I do believe, said he; if you shou’d let him know it; but sure there’s no necessity of that.  And if you keep your Counsel, I shall take nothing from him he can miss.—­Hold, Sir, says she, you talk as if we were already both agreed; but you shall find there will be two Words to the making of that Bargain.  Besides you dont—­But here’s my Husband coming, says the Jilt—­Indeed Sir; I have sold you a Pen’worth in it:  I’ll be Judg’d by my Husband. (Her Husband coming then into the Shop) the Gentleman perceiving how cunningly she turn’d off her Discourse, told her he did believe she had’nt wrong’d him much, and he was satisfied.  And then shewing her Husband what he had bought, and what he paid for it, he told him his Wife had us’d him very well:  And so he took his leave of ’em; and went to his old Crone the Bawd, and told her what had past.  You may depend upon it, says the Bawd, that sh’ll comply; but you must Fee her pretty high, or it won’t do.  This made him Shrug; for tho he had a great mind to enjoy her, he was not willing to be at too much charge Which the Old Bawd perceiving, told him he cou’d not hope to carry her under a Present of at least Fifty Guinea’s; but yet, says she,