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When Julia entered ["arrived at" added over "entered"] Madam Luneville's, she was recieved as usual
with those demonstrations of tenderness, so soothing to a heart
torn as hers was with various passions & anxieties.

"Oh my dearest friend," said she, [??] herself into that lady's
arms, "I am more wetched than ever; the very plan you proposed
for my relief, but adds to my torments."

"What new sorrow has assailed my charming friend," said Madam
Luneville, encircling Julia in her arms & drawing her head on her bosom;
"Speak, & if I cannot alleviate, let me at least share in all you
suffer."

For some time, Julia could not speak -- at last she wiped
away her tears & clasping her hands, exclaimed with energy,
"Dishonor! oh my friend, any misery is more tolerable than
dishonor."

"And that is one from which you must be ever exempt -- what
can have created this alarm? speak my child.

"It was by your advice," replied Julia, "That I attempted to
regain my husband's love, by exciting his jealousy: to do this, I
triffled with the coxcombs who surrounded me, & listened to
compliments & adulation; this failed of the effect, & you
said that general admiration never did, & never could
excite the jealousy of affection; I yeilded to your reasons &
advice, & as you [??] [??] have for some months past
distinguished Capt Morvan & allowed of his marked
assiduity. He has long been the companion & friend of my hus
-band & as such had a free access to the house. He has not
neglected the opportunitiy this circumstance gave him.

Frequently, almost daily has he been my companion, & that
freedom of manner, nay, let me speak the truth, that kindness
which you encouraged me to show him, he has construed into
encouragement of a passion he has dared to avow -- Yes" -- said
she hiding her face -- "with shame I acknowledge, he has dared to
avow sentiments it was a dishonor for me to hear."