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The Way of the World by William Congreve
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her, I thought nothing was so easy as to know when a visit began to
be troublesome; she reddened and I withdrew, without expecting her
reply.

FAIN. You were to blame to resent what she spoke only in compliance
with her aunt.

MIRA. She is more mistress of herself than to be under the
necessity of such a resignation.

FAIN. What? though half her fortune depends upon her marrying with
my lady's approbation?

MIRA. I was then in such a humour, that I should have been better
pleased if she had been less discreet.

FAIN. Now I remember, I wonder not they were weary of you; last
night was one of their cabal-nights: they have 'em three times a
week and meet by turns at one another's apartments, where they come
together like the coroner's inquest, to sit upon the murdered
reputations of the week. You and I are excluded, and it was once
proposed that all the male sex should be excepted; but somebody
moved that to avoid scandal there might be one man of the community,
upon which motion Witwoud and Petulant were enrolled members.

MIRA. And who may have been the foundress of this sect? My Lady
Wishfort, I warrant, who publishes her detestation of mankind, and
full of the vigour of fifty-five, declares for a friend and ratafia;
and let posterity shift for itself, she'll breed no more.

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