 when he discovered this Lady to be no other than Mrs. Waters. In
this Astonishment then we shall leave him awhile, in order to cure the Surprize
of the Reader, who will likewise, probably, not a little wonder at the Arrival
of this Lady.
    Who this Mrs. Waters was, the Reader pretty well knows; what she was he must
be perfectly satisfied. He will therefore be pleased to remember, that this Lady
departed from Upton in the same Coach with Mr. Fitzpatrick and the other Irish
Gentleman, and in their Company travelled to the Bath.
    Now there was a certain Office in the Gift of Mr. Fitzpatrick at that Time
vacant, namely, that of a Wife; for the Lady who had lately filled that Office
had resigned, or at least deserted her Duty. Mr. Fitzpatrick therefore having
thoroughly examined Mrs. Waters on the Road, found her extremely fit for the
Place, which, on their Arrival at Bath, he presently conferred upon her, and
she, without any Scruple, accepted. As Husband and Wife this Gentleman and Lady
continued together all the Time they stayed at Bath, and as Husband and Wife
they arrived together in Town.
    Whether Mr. Fitzpatrick was so wise a Man as not to part with one good Thing
till he had secured another, which he had at present only a Prospect of
regaining; or whether Mrs. Waters had so well discharged her Office, that he
intended still to retain her as Principal, and to make his Wife (as is often the
Case) only her Deputy, I will not say; but certain it is he never mentioned his
Wife to her, never communicated to her the Letter given him by Mrs. Western, nor
ever once hinted his Purpose of re-possessing his Wife; much less did he ever
mention the Name of Jones. For though he intended to fight with him wherever he
met him, he did not imitate those prudent Persons who think a Wife, a Mother, a
Sister, or sometimes a whole Family, the safest Seconds on these Occasions. The
first Account therefore which she had of all this, was delivered to her from his
Lips, after he was brought home from the Tavern where his Wound had been drest.
    As Mr. Fitzpatrick however had not the clearest Way of telling a Story at
any Time, and was now, perhaps, a little more confused than usual, it was some
Time before she discovered, that the Gentleman who had given him this Wound was
the very same Person from whom her Heart had received a Wound, which, though not
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