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Chignon. [Aside.] Ma foi, la voila—-I will lose no time to pay my addresse—-Now for do humble maniere, and de unperplex assurance of my contréc [Bowing with a French shrug.—M1ssAt.'roN turning over Music Books] Mademoiselle,_est-il permis? may I presume to ofler you my profound homage [Miss Arron not taking Notice.] l\Iademoiselle—if you vill put your head into my hands, I vill give a distinction to your beauty, that shall make you and me de conversation of all de town.

Miss Alton. I request, Mr. Chignon, you will devote your ambition to your own part of the compliment.

Mr. Als. [Wit/wut.] Where is my daughter?

Miss Alton. Is that Mr. Alscrip's voice, Mr. Chignon ? It's awkward for me to meet him before I'm introduced. _

Chigrton. Keep a little behind, mademoiselle; he vill only pashe de room—-He vill not see through me.


Alscrip. Hah, my daughter gone already, but [Seer

Ci-iiGNON.] there's a new specimen of foreign vermin

—A lady's valet de chambre—Taste for ever !—-Now if I was to give the charge of my person to a waiting maid, they'd say I was indelicate, [As he crosses thc Stage, CHIGNON keeps sideling to intercept /zis Sight, and bowing as he looks towards him.] What the devil is mounseer at? I thought all his agility lay in his fingers : what antics is the monkey practising? I-Ie twists and doubles himself as if he had a raree-show at his back.

Chignon. [Aside] Be gar no raree-show for you,

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_Chignon. Sir, my lady wish to speak to you in her boudoir. She sent me to conduct you, sir.

Alscrip. [Imituting.] Yes, sir, but I will first conduct myself to this lady—Tell me this minute, who she is?

Chig-non. Sir, she come to live here, companion to my lady—Mademoiselle study some musique-she must not be disturbed.

Alscrip. Get about your business, monsieur, or I'll disturb every comb in your head—-Go tell my daughter to stay till I come to her. I shall give her companion some cautions against saucy Frenchmen, sirrah ! .

Chignon. [Aside.] Cautions! peste! you are subject a’ cautions yourself—I suspecte you to be von old rake, but no ver dangerous rival. [Ezi't.

Alscrip. [To himself, and looking at her with his Glass.] The devil is never tired of throwing baits in my way. [lslte comes forward modestlg/.] By all that's delicious!

must be better acquainted with her.-[He bows. She courtesies, the Music Book still in her Hand.] But how to begin—My usual way of attacking'my daughter': maids will never do.

_ Miss Alton. [Aside.] My situation is very embarrassing;

Alscrip. Beauteous_stranger, give me leave to add my welcome to my daughter's. Since Alscrip House was established, she never brought any thing into it to please me before.

Miss Alton. [A little confused] Sir, it is a great additional honour to that Miss Alscrip has done me, to be thought worthy so respectable a protection as yours.

Alscrip. lcould furnish you with a better word than respectable. It sounds so distant, and my feelings have so little to do with cold respect—-I never had such a desire—to make myself agreeable.

Miss Alton. [Aside] A very strange old man. [To him, more confused.] Sir, you'll pardon me, I believe Miss Alscrip is waiting.

Alscrip. Don’t be afraid, my dear, enchanting difi‘ident (zounds, what a flutter am I in!) don't be afraid --my disposition, to be sure, is too susceptible; but then it is likewise so dove-like, so tender, and so innocent. Come, play me that tune, and enchant my ear, as you have done my eye.

Miss Alton. Sir, I wish to be excused, indeed it does not deserve your attention.

Alscrip. Not deserve it! I had rather hear you, than all the signoritininies together.—These are the strings to which my senses shall dance. [Sets the Harp.

.Miss Alton. Sir, it is to avoid the affectation of refusing what is so little worth asking for.

[Takes the Harp and plays a Few Bars 1] a lively _ Air. ALsc RIP kisses her Fingers with rapture.

Alscrip. Oh ! the sweet little twiddle-diddles!

llliss Alton. For shame, sir, what do you mean-? [ALSCRIP gets hold of both her Hands and continues kissing her Fingers.

Miss Alton. [Struggling.] Help!
Enter Miss ALscRiP.

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Illiss Alton. I hope, madam, you will permit me,

at aproper opportunity, to give my explanation of _

what has passed? lltetires.

Miss Ala. There's no occasion—Let it rest among the catalogue of wonders, like the Glastonbury thorn, that blooms at Christmas. To be serious, papa, though I carried off_your behaviour as well as I could, I am really shocked at it—A man of your years, and ofa profession where the opinion of the world is of such consequence— \

Alscrip. My dear Molly, have not I ,quitted the practice of attorney, and turned fine gentleman, to laugh at the world's opinion; or, had I not, do you suppose the kiss of a pretty Wench would hurt a lawyer? My dear Molly, if the fraternity had no other reflections to be afraid of! '

llliss Als. Oh l hideous, Molly indeed! you ought to have forgot I had a christened name long ago; am not I going to be a countess ? lfyou did not stint my fortune, by squand'rin_g yours away upon dirty trulis, I might be called your grace.

Alscrip. Spare your lectures, and you shall be called your highness, ifyou please.


Enter Sanvan "r.

Serv. Madam, Lady Emily Gayville is in her cars riage in the street, will your ladyship be at home?

Miss Als. Ye show her into the d_rawing.r0om. [Exit SaavAzvr. 1 emreat, sir, you will keep a little more guard upon your passions; consider the dignity of your house,and ifyou must be cooing, buy a French figurantc. ' [Er1't.

Alscrip. Well said, my lady countess! well said, quality morals! What am I the better for burying a. jealous wife? To be chicken 'pecl(ed is--a m-w persecution, more provoking than the old one—Oh Molly ! Molly l-+ _ [E.n't.


Tlie Drawing Room.

Miss Amos, alone.

.Miss Alton. What perplexing scenes I already meet with in this house? I ought, however, to be contented in the security it affords against the attempts of Heartly. lam contented—-But, 0 Clifford! It was hard to be left alone to the choice of distresses.

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C’/tignon. My Lady Emily Gayville— Madame no here! Mademoiselle, announce, if you please, my lady.

Lady E. [Aside.] Did my ears deceive me? surely I heard the name of Clifford—and it escaped in an

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Chignon. Mademoiselle Alton, confidante of my lady, and next after me in her suite.

[Examines lie-r Head Dress impertinently. Miss
ALTON with great modesty rises and puts her
Work together.

Lady E. There seems to be considerable diflerence in the decorum of her attendants. You need not stay, sir.

Chignon. [As he goes out.] Ma foi, sa tete est passable—hcr head may pass.

Lady E. [Aside] How my heart beats with curiosity ! [Miss ALTON having disposed her fhings in /mWork Bag, is retiring with a Courtesg/.] Miss Alton, I

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