Henry. Yes, yes; I'll lodge you once more :-yet how perplexing! if I quit Fontainbleau at this juncture, I may lose my wished-for interview, with the unknown charmer that brought me hither.

Rosa. [Aside.] Ruin! I think I hear-if it should be Lord Winlove!-Come, Henry, I have but little preparation, and will immediately attend you.

Henry. Be assured I won't part with you now, untill I again deliver you to the Lady Abbess, with a strict charge, that she'll strengthen your spiritual chains. [Aside.] And yet the sympathy of my own heart, inclines me to excuse the weakness of my sister's.

DUETT.-HENRY and ROSA.

Brooks, to your sources, ah, quickly return !
Tear drop on tear, and give life to the urn;
Truth and virtue pass away,

Ere I for another my true love betray.

ACT THE SECOND.

SCENE I.

[Exeunt.

The Course.-A Shouting within.

Enter TALLYHO and JOCKEY.

Tall. Huzza! Ecod, Dick, my boy, you did the thing nicely!

Jockey. Didn't I, your honour? I said I'd win for you-Huzza!

Tall. Huzza! we've banged the monsieurs. Hey for Yorkshire! d'ye hear-See Whirligig well rubbed down, and give her a horn of egg, milk, oil, and saffron; and while you lead her down the course in triumph, let the French horns play, Britons strike home. [Sings.] Merry be the first of August.-Let's see, besides the fifteen thousand from this French Colonel Epaulette, ay, I shall win twenty thousand by the day; and then my slang match to-morrow-Eh, Dick? Jockey. Ay, sir; Whirligig and old England against the Globe-Huzza!

Enter ENGLISH WAITER.

[Exit.

Eng. Wait. Sir, my mistress would be glad to know how many she must provide dinner for.

Tall. Eh! Dinner!-true: Tell old Moll Casey to knock her whole house into one room, and to roast, boil, bake, and fricassee, as if she hadn't an hour to live-we're a roaring, screeching party

Enter LACKLAND.

Lack. Yes, tell your mistress we're a numerous party-I've left my name at the bar. [Calling out. [Exit WAITER. Tall. Yes, I dare say they have your name in the bar-I see, by his grin, he wants to come Captain Borrowman, but 'twon't do.

[Aside. Lack. Ah, Tallyho, my dear fellow, I give you joy -Upon my honour I never saw finer running in the whole course of

Tall. I won't lend you sixpence.

Lack. Sir!

Tall. It's a fine day.

Lack. Why, sir, as to the-ha! ha! ha! Upon my soul, you are the most

Tall. So I am, ha! ha! ha!

Lack. Ha! ha! ha! Oh, I have you, ha! ha! ha! Tall. No, you han't, ha! ha! ha! Nor you won't have me, ha ha ha! I'm not to be had-know a thing or two--up to all-if you're flint, I'm steel.

Lack. Well, but don't strike fire to me-reserve your flashes of wit or——————

Tall. You will catch them, as your coat is a kind of tinder, ha! ha! ha!

Lack. Sir, I desire you will find some other subject for your jokes.

Tall. True, your coat is rather a thread-bare subject, ha! ha ha!-touching the cash makes a body so comical, ha! ha! ha!

Lack. Cash; ay, your wit is sterling to-day, Tallyho, and as you carry your brains in your pocket, I wish you'd change me a twenty pound joke.

Tall. Ha! ha ha! Ah, well, Lackland, you're so full of jokes, that you even laugh at the elbows, ha! ha ha! that is the best humoured suit of clothesLack. [Calmly.] Sir, if you were any body else, upon my honour, I'd knock you down!

Tall. Hold, if you raise your arm, you'll increase the laugh-Come, don't be angry, [Looks out.] and I'll help you to a graver sort o'coat, that's not quite so much upon the broad grin, ha! ha! ha! Hush! I'll introduce you to Colonel Epaulette yonder.

Lack. [Looking.] That, ay, a right Frenchman; one might guess by his mirth that he has lost to day. Tall. True; but I keep up the old saying, ha! ha! ha! they may laugh that win.

Lack. I've heard the most unaccountable stories of his attempt at our style of doing things.

Tall. Yes, I'm his tutor; I teach him all our polite accomplishments.

Lack. Polite! then I suppose he can drink, swear, play at cricket, and smoke tobacco.

Tall. Yes, he comes on, but I'll give him up to you

-or you to him, to get rid of you.

[Aside.

Lack. Yet, I am told this French gentleman has a most benevolent heart-a man of much worth.

Tall. Yes, he is worth twenty thousand a year. Lack. I like a man of twenty thousand a yearhem! tell him who I am. [With great Consequence.

Tall. I'll tell him, you're a wrangling mastiff, pointer-made-he thinks so highly of our courage, with him, the boldest bully, is the bravest Briton, ha! ha! ha!-he's so fond of our English customs, ha! ha! ha! why, he'd introduce himself to a duchess, with a zounds; and thinks if he can come out with a dozen dammes or so, he speaks very good English.

Enter COLONEL EPAULETTE, singing.

Colonel E. Rule Britannia, Britannia rule de vay. Ah, my victorious squire-[Sings.] If you should like, De Yorkshire tyke, an honest lad behold me.

Both. Tol lol de rol, &c.

Colonel E. I lose five tousand to you on dis match -Dere is one tousand on de Paris bank, two de bank of England, von Drummond, and von Child.

[Gives Notes. Lack. Tallyho, as I have none of my own, I'll adopt that child.

Colonel E. [Looks at LACKLAND with Admiration.] Ha ha ha! Le drole!

Tall. Oh yes, it's a very good joke. [Puts up Notes.] Colonel, this here is Squire What d'ye call himSquire, that there is Colonel Thing-o-me, and now you know one another, shake fists.

Lack. Sir, your most obedient.

Tall. Colonel, this is an honest fellow, and a finished gentleman; a jig or allemande-Robin Gray or Mallbrook-he'll whip you through with a small sword, or break your head with a cudgel.

Colonel E. I'm much oblig'd to him, but is he fond of play?

Tall. Play! He'll pull the longest straw for a twenty pound joke, or run with you in a sack for a gingerbread hat.

Lack. Sir, my friend Tallyho is rather lavish in his recommendations-I have the honour to be known, and, indeed, live with some persons, not of the lowest order, in this, and—every country.

Tall. Yes, he has so many great acquaintances, and so polite himself-look at his hat-he has almost saluted away the front cock.

Lack. I hate ceremony, but one must be civil, you know.

Tall. Says so many good things too!-A capital

bon motter.

Lack. Hang it!-no, Tallyho, my wit is rather oʻ the-sometimes, indeed, comes out with a little sally,

that

Colonel E. Sir, I should be proud to be introduced to your little Sally.

Lack. Ha! ha! ha! You shall, Colonel-my little Molly, and my little Jenny, and-ha! ha! ha! you see what I am, Colonel-rather an ordinary fellow, [Conceitedly.] but the ladies do squint at me, now and then, ha ha! ha!-overheard a most diverting confab amongst that group of ladies yonder, as I passed them-Oh, dear! look at him, says one-at who? says another that smart gentleman, says a third—I vow, a monstrous pretty fellow, says a fourth-but who is he? perhaps he's the English ambassador-oh, madam, not he, oh, not him, no, no-but at last they all concluded, from a certain something in my air, that I can be no other than the Emperor, incog.-ha! ha! ha!

All. Ha ha! ha!

Tall. Well said, Master Emperor! ha! ha! ha! but I will new robe your Imperial Majesty. [Apart to LACKLAND.] I'll touch him for a coat for you—