"Be it so, I--conduct the girl hither--have I your permission, Mr.Pope ?" "With all my heart--provided she's worth looking at." "I know nothing of her looks.

Quick, Stephen, your master and these gentlemen are impatient." The man hastened away to the house and presently was seen crossing the lawn with Lavinia by his side.
"'Faith, you've good taste, Mr.Gay," said Arbuthnot with a chuckle.

"A trim built wench, upon my word.

And she knows how to walk.

She hasn't the mincing gait of the city madams of the Exchange nor the flaunting strut of the dames of the Mall or the Piazza." Gay made no reply.