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Peg Woffington

CHAPTER I
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It told, sir--it told." Up fired Vane.

"What do you mean, sir ?" said he.

"Do you suppose my admiration of that lady is feigned ?" "No need to speak so loud, sir," replied the old gentleman; "she hears you.

These hussies have ears like hawks." He then dispensed a private wink and a public bow; with which he strolled away from Mr.Vane, and walked feebly and jauntily up the room, whistling "Fair Hebe;" fixing his eye upon the past, and somewhat ostentatiously overlooking the existence of the present company.
There is no great harm in an old gentleman whistling, but there are two ways of doing it; and as this old beau did it, it seemed not unlike a small cock-a-doodle-doo of general defiance; and the denizens of the green-room, swelled now to a considerable number by the addition of all the ladies and gentlemen who had been killed in the fourth act, or whom the buttery-fingered author could not keep in hand until the fall of the curtain, felt it as such; and so they were not sorry when Mrs.
Woffington, looking up from her epilogue, cast a glance upon the old beau, waited for him, and walked parallel with him on the other side of the room, giving an absurdly exact imitation of his carriage and deportment.

To make this more striking, she pulled out of her pocket, after a mock search, a huge paste ring, gazed on it with a ludicrous affectation of simple wonder, stuck it, like Cibber's diamond, on her little finger, and, pursing up her mouth, proceeded to whistle a quick movement, "Which, by some devilish cantrip sleight," played round the old beau's slow movement, without being at variance with it.


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