"oh by no means, fir, replied Mr. Jaison-do
but affure me that you know where she is, that
fhe is alive, safe and secure-and here is already
half the money offer'd, for you.”—“ Well, fir,
said he, of thus much I can affure you, fhe is
alive, and very fecure as to her fafety, that is
not altogether fo certain"-" What is the not
fafe-speak in a moment, direct me to her, faid
Mr. Jaifon, interrupting him; where is she,
in the hands of that vile wretch Dookalb? teli
me, that I may inftantly fly to her deliverance?"
"She is not in the hands of Mr. Dookalb, fir,
faid the man, but in the hands of one of his
great friends, my worthy miftrefs, Mrs. Search-
well; in whofe houfe I have been a waiter
these many years, and a very indefatigable indu-
ftrious one, introducing many a gentleman,
and no little trade to the house; but if ever I
ferve her again, may every whore he keeps
prove faithful to her, and every trader become
honeft as I have been." "Well friend, faid Mr.
Jaison, leave that awhile: tell me, is this young
lady where you fay; how came fhe there, how
long has the been there, who brought her there,
what do they intend to do with her?-But fool
as I am, why do I afk thefe queftions, come
let me follow you to her, let me immediately
fly to recover this dear unhappy charmer of
my foul."
"It will require, fir, replied the

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man, more caution than perhaps you imagine to recover her: It must be done fecretly and by art, or you will never get a fight of her"Secretly and by art, rejoin'd Mr. Jaifon?Is he there? you fay fhe is---and who shall hinder me from refcuing my own? By heavens, I'll not delay a moment---nor will I ceed by any fecrecy or art in a deed so just and honeft." "Hold, fir, faid Peter, be advised by this good gentleman, who understands matters of this fort much better than you and I--- befides, confider the man you have kill'd-or however if not quite kill'd, much endanger'd, and if he shou'd die, think what a risk you run by venturing out publickly-I am fure you had better be advis'd." Mr. Jaijon threw himself into a chair, and fetching a deep figh, cried out, 66 was there ever born fo unfortunate so miferable a fellow-oh my Caroline, my love, yet fool and mad, what avails this fruitlefs bewailing? I will-and yet, fir, you fay I had better be advis'd come quickly fay, how fhall I, how muft I, how wou'd you have me proceed?" "You know fir, rejoin'd the informer, the Nature of our houfes: and what free accefs all gentlemen have there for their money. This young lady, you must know, was brought in by Mr. Dookalb, with a defign to make a trader of her." "Hell and fury, faid Mr.

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Faifon,

faifon, a trader of my Caroline ?-damnation feize his thoughts-vile mifcreant! hellish villain.""Please to hear a little, fir, continued the man, we have had much difficulty with her; fhe is not to be perfuaded, or threaten'd into the matter: tho' my mistress raves and fwears, the believes fhe has been a trader before." "Your miftrefs, fir, quoth Mr. Jaison with a fettled indignation.-No, fhe cannot think otherwise of any one-fhe judges from her own vile and deprav'd heart: fhe knows not what innocence and virtue are."-"Well fir, faid the man, my mistress however raves and swears after her old fort, and vows that any man shall have the full enjoyment of her, who will take the pains to get it: now if you could contrive to disguise yourself like a foreigner, or how you pleafe, and fo vifit our houfe, call in my miftress, talk loud of your prowess, and boast of your activity, fhewing a few guineas at the fame time; you might perhaps gain admiffion to, and rescue your lady from the deftruction which threatens her." "Prepare me a proper dress Peter, inftantly, away to Monmouth-street, and provide me a fuit of tawdry French cloaths, and dress yourself too-faid Mr. Jaison-and for you, fir, be ready to meet and usher me inI like the scheme-away Peter-My dear friend, be at home, and at hand: we shall meet with D 2

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fuccefs, for if I find her-I'll part with every drop of blood, before I ever part with her again."-Peter flew to his business-the informer withdrew very well fatisfied, and Mr. Jaifon ftirr'd up his foul to every refolution-determin'd as he knew where Caroline was to rescue and deliver her from fo miferable a fituation, at the hazard of his own life, and every other earthly enjoyment.

CHAP. VIII.

The Jew's vifit to Caroline, his villainy-his ill fuccefs therein--but more especially to Mrs. Searchwell-Caroline's deliverance-Mr. Jaifon's further disappointment—an apostrophe to the fair ones.

PUNCTUAL and exact as the dial to the

fun, the luft-infpired, ravishing few approach'd the venerable doors of the manfion of iniquity, the dwelling of that barbarous deftroyer, that consumer of innocence, that peft of virginity, Mrs. Searchwell. He was introduc'd to the best apartment, and immediately attended by good Mrs. Searchwell herself, "Well madam, he began (while his glittering eyes gleam'd a fierce and black lafciviousness,)

where

where is that fine lady, Mr. Dookalb fays, you got for my purpose ?-come, no stay, no stay, come come, where is fhe ?"-Nay, faid Mrs. Searchwell, I don't know where she is,-I am forry, good fir, you have the trouble to come for fuch a peevish imp-I wifh Mr. Dookalb had kept her to himself, I cou'd have provided better for your honour without fo much trouble." The Jew was very follicitous to know the reafon of this, and as fearful of a disappoinment, defir'd to be acquainted with the meaning of these words, which founded to him so strange after a punctual agreement with Mr. Dookalb. "Why fir, replied the old mother, this is a way-ward girl, that Mr. Dookalb can make nothing of, and fo wants to be tried and broke here first before he brings her into life but fhe has got fuch notions of virtue and honour, and I can't tell you what, with a devil to it, that the feigns herself mad, and won't eat or drink, or fleep, or do any thing" Pox on your christian virtue and honour! faid the few,"but how then?" "Why, faith fir, continued the dame, I don't think it worth your while to try-befides I can fuit your taste as well with a fine fresh plump juicy lovely-nimble lafs, that will please you I warrant her-I know fhe'll please you." The Jew enlarged greatly upon the account which Mr. Dookalb had