It appeared that Mr. _Heavitree_ had proposed to her during their Walk from _Roaring House_; but she then considered herself engaged for the Time to Lady _Betty_, so as she could not in Honour nor Justice draw back; and therefore she would not hear of giving up her Journey to Town, though she promised to give Lady _Betty_ Notice that she should leave her Service as soon as her _Ladyship_ was suited. On the following Day, when they journeyed together, Mr. _Heavitree_ renewed his Suit, and obtained from her that she would quit Lady _Betty_ at the very earliest Day she decently could; after which they talked over their Prospect of mutual Happiness with great Satisfaction, till the Coach overturned. When _Gatty_ reached Town and found Lady _Betty_ in the Small-Pox, she was a good deal astounded, not being quite clear whether she were exempt from it or not; however, she thought her Duty lay plainly before her, and embraced it with as good a Grace as she could. Being her _Ladyship's_ sole Attendant, her Post was arduous; however, she filled it so as to secure very thorough Satisfaction, though very little Gratitude; Lady _Betty_ being one of those who think Gold can requite any Amount of Obligation; at least, as far as the Lower Orders are concerned. And what Amount of Gold, then, had my _Lady_ bestowed on the young Creature who, under Providence, had saved her Life at the Risk of her own? An Annuity? A Purse full of Guineas? No such Thing! An old Gold Snuff-Box, presented to her _Ladyship's_ Grandfather by the obscure Members of some forgotten Corporation! A Thing of no earthly Consideration to her _Ladyship_; though _Gatty_ guessed that if sold by the Ounce, it might fetch her seven or perhaps ten Guineas.