 and he certainly should do so: but was this any reason why he must put up with a most provoking and impudent affront? No, no; he must beg leave to understand the etiquette of his own honour as well as Mr. Standfast. He was no school boy, and therefore took the liberty to dissent from the necessity of having his actions eternally inspected; and as to the affront, which he neither could nor would brook, a proper time should certainly be taken to resent it.
Lord Hazard had now arrived to that very pitch where Standfast wished to conduct him. The tutor knew that no longer to confide in him was the only way to keep him safe from all consequences. He waited with malicious joy for the moment when the patron would voluntarily exclaim, Oh that I had taken thy advice! Oh that thy salutary counsel had been followed!—and I say to the reader, woe be to Lord Hazard if ever the moment should arrive when such an exclamation shall be necessary. But at present let us change the scene.
In the course of his lordship's business with Mr.

Ingot, a lady passed through the room, whom he remarked spoke nothing but French; for there were two gentlemen with her, one of whom told Mr. Ingot, in very broken English, that the lady wished him a good morning.
After they were gone, Ingot told my lord that there was something singular in the lady's story, which had been so interwoven with a business concerning money he had been recommended to transact for her, that he could not but be perfectly acquainted with it.
My lord, who had never any improper curiosity, seemed very indifferent about hearing it; saying there were family matters in it not proper to be divulged.
Ingot assured my lord that was not the case at all; on the contrary, he should tell it to every one he knew; because it placed in a more glaring point of view the scandalous traffic and shameful selling and buying of consciences among the papists (a sect it seems for which Mr. Ingot had a great inveteracy) than any instance that had ever come within his knowledge.
My Lord smiled, and Mr. Ingot continued.—

'This lady, when she was very young, having unfortunately an intrigue with a stranger her father had a great aversion to, she was secluded in a convent, but what convent her lover never could learn. After some time, being persuaded by her friends that her enamorato had played her false, she was prevailed on to take the veil, and shut herself up, as
