All I contend for, is the utter impossibility, for some volumes, that you, or the most penetrating spirit upon earth, should know how this matter really stands .-- It is not impossible, but that my dear, dear Jenny! tender as the appellation is, may be my child .-- Consider,--I was born in the year eighteen .-- Nor is there any thing unnatural or extravagant in the supposition, that my dear Jenny may be my friend .-- Friend!--My friend .-- Surely, Madam, a friendship between the two sexes may subsist, and be supported without--Fy! Mr.Shandy:--Without any thing, Madam, but that tender and delicious sentiment which ever mixes in friendship, where there is a difference of sex.

Let me intreat you to study the pure and sentimental parts of the best French Romances;--it will really, Madam, astonish you to see with what a variety of chaste expressions this delicious sentiment, which I have the honour to speak of, is dress'd out..