As love never had, so now revenge had no longer any
share in my commerce with this handsome youth. The sole
pleasures of enjoyment were now the link I held to him by:
for though nature had done such great matters for him in
his outward form, and especially in that superb piece of
furniture she had so liberally enrich'd him with; though he
was thus qualify'd to give the senses their richest feast,
still there was something more wanting to create in me, and
constitute the passion of love. Yet Will had very good
qualities too; gentle, tractable, and, above all, grateful;
close, and secret, even to a fault: he spoke, at any time,
very little, but made it up emphatically with action; and,
to do him justice, he never gave me the least reason to
complain, either of any tendency to encroach upon me for
the liberties I allow'd him, or of his indiscretion in
blabbing them. There is, then, a fatality in love, or have
loved him I must; for he was really a treasure, a bit for
the BONNE BOUCHE of a duchess; and, to say the truth, my
liking for him was so extreme, that it was distinguishing
very nicely to deny that I loved him.
My happiness, however, with him did not last long, but
found an end from my own imprudent neglect. After having
taken even superfluous precautions against a discovery, our
success in repeated meetings embolden'd me to omit the barely
necessary ones.
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