Harriot
: She laughs at Obedience to an absent Mother, whose Tenderness
Busie
describes to be very exquisite, for
that she is so pleased with finding
Harriot
again, that she cannot chide her for being out of the way
. This Witty Daughter, and fine Lady, has so little Respect for this good Woman, that she Ridicules her Air in taking Leave, and cries,
In what Struggle is my poor Mother yonder? See, see, her Head tottering, her Eyes staring, and her under Lip trembling
. But all this is atoned for, because