The two following Letters are writ by Persons who suffer by such Impertinence. My chief Meal is a Supper, which I always make at a Tavern. Good Sir , 'You and I were press'd against each other last Winter in a Crowd, in which uneasy Posture we suffer'd together for almost Half an Hour. I thank you for all your Civilities ever since, in being of my Acquaintance wherever you meet me. I was acquainted with.
Impertinence is also very troublesome to the superior and more intelligent Part of the fair Sex.
It seems to be written with an Eye to one of those pert giddy unthinking Girls, who, upon the Recommendation only of an agreeable Person and a fashionable Air, take themselves to be upon a Level with Women of the greatest Merit. You come in a literal Sense to see one, for you have nothing to say. When Accident makes us meet at a third Place, we may mutually lament the Misfortune of never finding one another at home, go in the same Party to a Benefit-Play, and smile at each other and put down Glasses as we pass in our Coaches. For there are some People who are to be known only by Sight, with which sort of Friendship I hope you will always honour, Madam, Your most obedient humble Servant , Mary Tuesday. I subscribe my self by the Name of the Day I keep, that my supernumerary Friends may know who I am.