rder'd as you were praying: O Love,
said he, I saw Death coming towards me as plain as I see you; and I believe
I shan't trouble you long; for Death held up his hand and beckon'd to me
several times: 'Tis nothing but your Fancy sure, said I, for I saw nothing,
'Tis certain true as you are there: And that you cou'd not see it, makes it
more Evident that Death came only unto me. But how do you know, said I,
that it was Death, if you did see something? Know! says he, why I knew it
very well, and if you'd seen it you'd a said of it as I do: For never any
thing look'd more pale in the World. The very thoughts of it frightens me
still--Besides the kindness that contrivance did me to make way for my
Gallant's escape that time, 'twas very serviceable to me afterwards; for
the Remembrance of the Ghost was always so fresh in my Husbands memory,
that he wou'd never venture into the Room again by Candle-Light. So that my
Love and I had other Assignations afterwards: and if my Husband happened to
come home before he went, it was but putting him into the Dining-Room and
he was safe enough, for I was sure my Husband never wou'd come there.

_Thus I advantage of his Weakness made,_
_Who was by Fear to Cuckoldome betray'd_
_And upon all Occurrences, I still_
_Contriv'd to blind his Eyes, and Act my Will:_
_For those in their Design will often fail._
_That know not how with ev'ry Wind to sail._

But after some time my Gallant fell Sick, and in the midst of his Sickness,
he was very much troubled with Qualms of Conscience for his Sins, and had
no more Wit and Honesty but to send me a Letter to acquaint me with it, and
to exhort me to repent; Which Letter my Husband happening to receive, all
our Intrigues were thereby discover'd; which made my Husband absolutely
relinquish me; and turn me out of Doors with much Disgrace. Which yet could
not at all reclaim me, for by my Husband's exposing me, I was past shame,
and car'd not what I did: But being in a very good Garb, and having some
Money, I took me Lodgings, and walk'd the Streets at a Night, picking up
whom I cou'd get.

Once I remember going along _Cheapside_, late at Night, a Citizen in a very
good Garb, coming up to me, Madam, said he, will you accept of a Glass of
_Canary_? I thank'd him, and went with him to the _Bull-head_ Tavern; where
he call'd for a Bottle of the best _Canary_; which being brought, after two
or three Glasses a piece, and as many more Kisses, he began