L. Flip. How can any one alone manage an amorous intrigue? though the birds are tame, somebody must help draw the net. If ‘twere not for a woman that could make an excuse with assurance, how should we wheedle, jilt, trace, discover, countermine, undermine, and blow up the stinking fellows? which is all the pleasure I receive, or design by them; for I never admitted a man to my conversation, but for his punishment, certainly.