Myrtilla Dupe. P. S. _'Tis above four Months since I receiv'd a Shilling from you._ Lady _Grace._ What think you now? Lord _Town._ I am considering---- Lady _Grace._ You see it's directed to him---- Lord _Town._ That's true! but the Postscript seems to be a reproach, that I think he is not capable of deserving. Lady _Grace._ But who could have concern enough, to send it to me? Lord _Town._ I have observed that these sort of letters from unknown friends, generally come from secret enemies. Lady _Grace._ What would you have me do in it? Lord _Town._ What I think you ought to do----fairly shew it him, and say I advis'd you to it. Lady _Grace._ Will not that have a very odd look, from me? Lord _Town._ Not at all, if you use my name in it: if he is innocent, his impatience to appear so, will discover his regard to you: If he is guilty, it will be your best way of preventing his addresses. Lady _Grace._ But what pretence have I to put him out of countenance? Lord _Town._ I can't think there's any fear of that. Lady _Grace._ Pray what is't you do think then? Lord _Town._ Why certainly, that it's much more probable, this letter may be all an artifice, than that he is in the least concern'd in it---- _Enter a Servant._ _Serv._ Mr. _Manly_, my Lord. Lord _Town._ Do you receive him; while I step a minute in to my Lady. [_Exit ~Lord Townly~._ _Enter ~Manly~._ _Man._ Madam, your most obedient; they told me, my Lord was here. Lady _Grace._ He will be here presently: He is but just gone in to my sister. _Man._ So! then my Lady dines with us. Lady _Grace._ No; she is engag'd. _Man._ I hope you are not of her party, Madam? Lady _Grace._ Not till after dinner. _Man._ And pray how may she have dispos'd of the rest of the day? Lady _Grace._ Much as usual! she has visits 'till about eight; after that 'till court time, she is to be at Quadrille, at Mrs. _Idle_'s: After the Drawing-room, she takes a short supper with my Lady _Moonlight_. And from thence, they go together to my Lord _Noble_'s Assembly. _Man._ And are you to do all this with her, Madam? Lady _Grace._ Only a few of the visits; I would indeed have drawn her to the Play; but I doubt we have so much upon our hands, that it will not be practicable. _Man._ But how can you forbear all the rest of it? Lady _Grace._ There's no great merit in forbearing, what one is not charm'd with. _Man._ And yet I have found that very difficult in my time. Lady _Grace._ How do you mean? _Man._ Why, I have pass'd a great deal of my life, in the hurry of the Ladies, though I was generally better pleas'd when I was at quiet without 'em. Lady _Grace._ What induc'd you, then, to be with them? _Man._ Idleness, and the Fashion. Lady _Grace._ No Mistresses in the case?