Chapter_1507

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“Why?⁠—Why?⁠—Besides, Fred really was attached;

’Twas not her fortune⁠—he has enough without;

The time will come she’ll wish that she had snatched

So good an opportunity, no doubt:⁠—

But the old Marchioness some plan had hatched,

As I’ll tell Aurea at to-morrow’s rout:

And after all poor Frederick may do better⁠—

Pray did you see her answer to his letter?”