The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 72: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Neen [CCravIA CLARENDON.] Because I had terim.” ‘Treat me just as if I were one of your own sex,” exclaimed the lady ; “and have your bath, byall means. Here—I will give you your dreesing- resolved to take a bath in the in- gown and slippers,” she continued, throwing the former upon the bed and placing the latter in a convenient position on the carpet by the side of the couch. “ And you mean me to rise in your presence ?” asked the Prince, laughingly. “Why not?” demanded Letitia. “You do not suppose that I shall go home and tell the baronet that [have had the honour of assisting at the toilette of his Royal Highness tho Prince of Wales?” . “Egad! you are quite capable of telling your husband anything,” exclaimed Meagles, putting on a pair of boxing-gloves and attacking an imaginary antagonist in a most scientific fashion. “ ae are very brave in buffetting thoompty air, Tim,” said Lady Letitia: “but if you really want some one to spar with you, I don’t mind gratifying you in that way ;”"—and as she thus spoke, the Amazon threw down her riding-whip, and thrust her hands into a pair of pugulistic gloves. “ This is excellent!” cried the Prince, leaping from his couch, and putting on the figured silk dressing-gown and the embroidered morocco slippers which the lady had placed within his reach. But while he was thus employed, the huntress had turned her back towards him, inasmuch as she had commenced a regular sparring match with Tim Meagles, who. very complacently allowed her to buffett him about to her heart’s content— though, had ho chosen to exercise his skill in the art of self-defence, she would never have had a chance of even hitting him a single blow. Presently Tim Beagles began to retreat rapidly —then he darted aside with an abrupt muvement— then he leapt and capered all about the room in comicloooks. conn