give you some cause, particularly when I recommended my modest gentleman to you as a lover to-day.
Miss Hard. You taught me to expect something extraordinary, and I find the original exceeds the description.
Hard. I was never so surprised in my life! He has quite confounded all my faculties.
Miss Hard. I never saw any thing like it; and a man of the world too!
Hard. Ay, he learned it all abroad-- what a fool was I, to think a young man could learn modesty by travelling. He might as soon learn wit at a masquerade.
Miss Hard. It seems all natural to him.
Hard. A good deal assisted by bad company and a French dancing-master.
Miss Hard. Sure you mistake, papa. A French dancing-master could never have taught him that timid look--that awkward address--that bashful manner.
Hard. Whose look? whose manner, child?
Miss Hard. Mr. Marlow's: his mauvaise honte, his timidity, struck me at the first sight.
Hard. Then your first sight deceived you; for I think him one of the most brazen first sights that ever astonished my senses.
Miss Hard. Sure, Sir, you rally! I never saw any one so modest.
Hard. And can you be serious? I never saw such a bouncing, swaggering