'I was going to proceed, when Mr [italics] Cibber [end italics] interrupted me; I was, said he, at the Duke of [italics] Richmond[end italics]'s last Summer, when his Daughter, a most accomplished young Lady, and a very early Riser, sat reading in a beautiful Portico, about Six in the Morning; I accosted the fair Creature, and asked her the Subject of her Contemplation? So in a most elegant, and agreeable Stile, she related to me Part of a very entertaining Novel, she held in her Hand, and, I believe, in better words than the Author wrote it.'