The morning after I came to my
new lodging, as I was at breakfast with the gentlewoman of the house, I
heard the noise of some looms over our heads: I enquir'd what it was;
she told me a person was weaving silk.--I express'd a great desire to
see it, and ask'd if I might: She told me she would go up with me; she
was sure I should be very welcome. She was as good as her word, and as
soon as we enter'd the room, the person that was weaving look'd about,
and smiled upon us, and I loved her from that moment.--She ask'd me many
questions, and I in turn talk'd a great deal to her. I found she was a
member of Mr. Allen's Meeting, and I begun to entertain a good opinion
of her, though I was almost afraid to indulge this inclination, least
she should prove like all the rest I had met with at Portsmouth, &c. and
which had almost given me a dislike to all white women.--But after a
short acquaintance I had the happiness to find she was very different,
and quite sincere, and I was not without hope that she entertain'd some
esteem for me.
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