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Thursday, March 30 / I cannot but say, Mr. Hickman, but you have cause to be dissatisfied -- to be out of humour -- to be displeased -- with Nancy -- but, upon my word; but indeed -- What shall I say? -- Yet this I will say, that you good young gentlemen know nothing at all of our sex. Shall I tell you -- but why should I? And yet I will, that if Nancy did not think well of you upon the main, she is too generous to treat you so freely as she does.
-- Don't you think she has courage enough to tell me, she would not see you, and to refuse at any time seeing you, as she knows on what account you come, if she had not something in her head favourable to you? -- Fie! that I am forced to say thus much in writing, when I have hinted it to you twenty and twenty times by word of mouth!