'd up his Servant: Thence he went to his Sister's
Chamber, with whom _Lucretia_ lay: They both happen'd to be awake, and
talking, as he came to the Door, which his Sister permitted him to
unlock, and ask'd him the Reason of his so early Rising? Who reply'd,
That since he could not sleep, he would take the Air a little. But
first, Sister (continu'd he) I will refresh my self at your Lips: And
now, Madam, (added he to _Lucretia_) I would beg a Cordial from you. For
that (said his Sister) you shall be oblig'd to me this once; saying so,
she gently turn'd _Lucretia's_ Face towards him, and he had his Wish.
Ten to one, but he had rather continu'd with _Lucretia_, than have gone
to her Brother, had he known him; for he lov'd her truly and
passionately: But being a Man of true Courage and Honour, he took his
Leave of 'em, presently dress'd, and tripp'd away with the Messenger,
who made more than ordinary Haste, because of his Success, which was
rewarded with another piece of Money; and he danc'd Home to the Sound of
the Money in his Pocket.

No sooner was the Fellow out of Hearing, than _Lewis_, coming up to his
Adversary, shew'd him the Billet, and said, Sent you this to me, Sir?
I did, Sir, reply'd _Hardyman_: I never saw you 'till now, return'd
_Lewis_; how then could I injure you? 'Tis enough that I know it,
answer'd _Miles_. But to satisfy you, you shall know that I am sensible
that you pretend to a fair Lady, to whom I have an elder Title. In
short, you entrench on my Prerogative. I own no Subjection to you,
(return'd _Constance_) and my Title is as good as your Prerogative,
which I will maintain as I can hold this, (continu'd he, and drew his
Sword) Hah! Nobly done! (cry'd _Hardyman_ drawing) I could almost wish
thou wert my Friend: You speak generously, return'd _Lewis_, I find I
have to do with a Gentleman. Retire to a convenient Distance, said
_Hardyman_ to _Goodlad_. If you come near while we are disputing, my
Sword shall thank you for't; and you, Sir, retire! said _Constance_ to
his Servant. And if you will keep your Life, keep your Distance! O my
brave Enemy! (cry'd _Miles_) Give me thy Hand! Here they shook Hands,
and gave one another the Compliment of the Hat, and then (said
_Hardyman_) Come on, Sir! I am with you, Sir, (reply'd _Lewis_ standing
on his Guard) they were both equally knowing in the Use of their Swords;
so that they fought for some few Minutes without any Wound receiv'd on
either Side. But, at last