 had not been
in the least conscious of having in any Manner displeased her; tho' the Reader
will hardly suppose, that Mrs. Ellison had kept any Thing a Secret from him.
    Amelia was not, however, so forgetful. She made him a very distant Curtesy,
would scarce vouchsafe an Answer to any Thing he said; and took the first
Opportunity of shifting her Chair, and retiring from him.
    Her Behaviour, indeed, was such, that the Peer plainly perceived, that he
should get no Advantage by pursuing her any farther at present. Instead,
therefore, of attempting to follow her, he turned on his Heel, and addressed his
Discourse to another Lady; tho' he could not avoid often casting his Eyes
towards Amelia as long as she remained in the Room.
    Fortune, which seems to have been generally no great Friend to Mr. Booth,
gave him no extraordinary Marks of her Favour at Play. He lost two full Rubbers,
which cost him five Guineas; after which, Amelia, who was uneasy at his
Lordship's Presence, begged him in a Whisper to return home; with which Request
he directly complied.
    Nothing, I think, remarkable happened to Booth, unless the Renewal of his
Acquaintance with an Officer whom he had known abroad, and who made one of his
Party at the Whist-table.
    The Name of this Gentleman, with whom the Reader will hereafter be better
acquainted, was Trent. He had formerly been in the same Regiment with Booth, and
there was some Intimacy between them. Captain Trent exprest great Delight in
meeting his Brother Officer, and both mutually promised to visit each other.
    The Scenes which had past the preceding Night and that Morning, had so
confused Amelia's Thoughts, that in the Hurry in which she was carried off by
Mrs. James, she had entirely forgot her Appointment with Dr. Harrison. When she
was informed at her Return home, that the Doctor had been to wait upon her, and
had expressed some Anger at her being gone out, she became greatly uneasy, and
begged of her Husband to go to the Doctor's Lodgings, and make her Apology.
    But lest the Reader should be as angry with the Doctor, as he had declared
himself with Amelia, we think proper to explain the Matter. Nothing then was
farther from the Doctor's Mind than the Conception of any Anger towards Amelia.
On the contrary, when the Girl answered him, that her Mistress was not at home,
the Doctor said with great good Humour, »How! not at home! then tell
