Sir WILLIAM.Distraction! torture! [Aside.] Sir Harry, I was only impatient to know the result of this assig|nation.Sir HARRY.To be short then, her ladyship assumed all the airs of an heroine in romance, talked of constancy, assiduity, friendship, esteem—and modestly gave me to understand, that I must dangle some months, at least, after her, before she could think of re|warding my labour. Ha! ha!Sir WILLIAM.But did she promise to be kind upon these terms, Sir Harry?Sir HARRY.Why, not expresly indeed; but sure, Belville, you and I are too well acquainted with the sex, not to know that a constant attendance for a fort|night, a few warm sighs, some drops of heat dis|tilling from the eyes, with a volley of flattery planted against her ears, would have carried this proud princess captive, and made her fink into my arms.Sir WILLIAM.Sir Harry, notwithstanding the lightness of your manners, I have ever believed you to be a man of honour; I must therefore suppose, that you have framed this story, purely to try my opinion and re|gards for lady Frankland; and that on that disco|very, you will freely own the falsehood.Sir HARRY.The falsehood, Sir!Sir WILLIAM.Yes Sir—to traduce that lady's honour, is the basest, meanest falsehood. She grant you an assig|nation!0