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A COMEDY.
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LADY GOODBODY.

Pardon me, sir, you have something of the family face; are you not related to Sir John?

WORSHIPTON.

I have the honour to be his nephew, madam. (Turning again to Miss Martin.) I shall fall in love with rough weather for this day's good fortune.

LADY GOODBODY.

I suppose, sir, you are acquainted with the family of the Mapletofts in your county?

WORSHIPTON.

I believe I have seen them. (Turning again to Miss Martin, and continuing to speak to her with much devotion.)

LADY GOODBODY (to Hannah).

Well, my dear, you and I must talk together I find. How did you like the country we pass'd thro' to day?

HANNAH.

La, aunt! it is just like our own; I saw no difference.

LADY GOODBODY.

You are foolish, child! is not our's a flat country clothed with trees, and this a bare and hilly one?