Eleven o'clock
I am out of patience with this look ; it is so flattering to him , I could beat her for it : I can not bear his vanity should be so gratified . I wanted her to treat him with a saucy , unconcerned , flippant air ; but her whole appearance is gentle , tender , I had almost said , supplicating : I am ashamed of the folly of my own sex : O , that I could to-day inspire her with a little of my spirit ! she is a poor tame household dove , and there is no making any thing of her . Eleven o'clock . `` For my shepherd is kind , and my heart is at ease . '' What fools women are , Lucy ! He took her hand , expressed concern for her health , softened the tone of his voice , looked a few civil things with those expressive lying eyes of his , and without one word of explanation all was forgot in a moment .