The audients of her ſad ſtorie, felt great motions both of pitie and admiration for her miſfortunes: […]

I was one morning walking arm in arm with him in St James's Park, his dress then being […] waistcoat and breeches of the same blue satin, trimmed with silver twist à la hussarde, and ermine edges.

In GP-land people understand that you're a woman, you're going to want to have babies, it's more accepted.

The jewels were locked away in the safe.