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16740	Centlivre, Susanna	The Busie Body			.txt	text/plain	26325	4441	98	Sir _Geo._ Pugh, yonder's a Fool coming this way, let's avoid him. Sir _Geo._ No, no, prithee let me alone to tell the Ladies--my _Patch._ Suppose, Sir, the Lady shou'd be in Love with you. Sir _Fran._ Stay, _Charles_, I have a sudden Thought come into my Head, Sir _Geo._ With all my Heart, faith--I shall Laugh in my Turn too--For _Whisp._ So, I see Sir _Jealous_ go out; where shall I find Mrs. _Patch_ Sir _Geo._ I fancy, _Charles_, thou hast some Engagement upon thy Hands: Sir _Fran._ To Admiration--Thou dear little Rogue, let me buss thee for _Miran._ That's more than I do, Sir. _Marpl._ Indeed, Madam, why then to proceed: Fame says, that you and my _Patch._ Yes, very sure Madam, but I heard Sir _Jealous_ coming down Sir _Jeal._ I don't know which of you have done it; but you shall both	./cache/16740.txt	./txt/16740.txt