Those who converse with the Dumb, know from the Turn of their Eyes and the Changes of their Countenance their Sentiments of the Objects before them. I have indulged my Silence to such an Extravagance, that the few who are intimate with me, answer my Smiles with concurrent Sentences, and argue to the very Point I shak'd my Head at without my speaking.
Will. Honeycomb
was very entertaining the other Night at a Play to a Gentleman who sat on his right Hand, while I was at his Left.
Gentleman believed
Will
. was talking to himself, when upon my looking with great Approbation at a
young thing
in a Box before us, he said,