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carriage was heard to go by, which was theconstant signal for Mrs . Edwardsto ordering hersto the door; & in a very few minutes, the partywere
transported from the quiet & warmth ofa snug parlour, to the bustle, noise & draughtsof
air of the broad Entrance-paſsage of an Inn.Mrs . Edwards carefully guarding her
own dreſs,while she attended with& watching over the yet greater Solicitude tothe proper security
of her young Charges’Shoulders& Throats, led the way up
the wide staircase, while no sound of a Ball but the first, tuningScrape of one violin, bleſsed the
ears of her fol::lowers, & Miſs Edwards on
hazarding theanxious enquiry of whether there were manypeopleyet comeyet, was onlyas she knew she should told, by the Waiteras she knew she should, that "Mr . Tomlinson’s family were in the
room." In paſsing along a short gallery to the Aſ::sembly-room, brilliantin Candle-lights before them withCandles, They were accosted by a youngMan in a morning dreſs & Boots, who was standing in thedoorway of a Bedchamber, apparentlyseemingly onpurpose to see them go by. —"Ah! Mrs . EEdwardes–––how do you do? – How do you do Miſs E.Edwardes? —he cried, with an
