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Darn. Pr’ythee I am unfit to talk with you. Col. Lamb. What, is Charlotte in her airs again Darn. I know not what she is. Col. Lamb. Do you know where she is Darn. Retired this moment to her chamber with the young fellow there—the doctor's nephew. Col. Lamb. Why, you are not jealous of the doćtor, I hope Darn, Perhaps she'll be less reserved to you, and tell you wherein I have mistaken her. Col. Lamb. Poor Frankl every plot I lay upon my sister's inclination for you, you are sure to ruin by your own condućt. Darn. I own I have too little temper, and too much real passion, for a modish lover. Col. Lamb. Come, come, make yourself easy once more ; I’ll undertake for you: If you'll fetch a cool turn in the Park, upon Constitution-Hill, in less than half an hour I'll come to you, and make you perfectly. easy. Darn. “Dear Tom, you are a friend indeed “I have a thousand things—but” you shall find me there. [Exit.
Enter CHA R Lotte and SEY w ARD. Col. Lamb. How now, sister what have you done to Darnley The poor fellow looks as if he had killed your parrot. Charl. Psha you know him well enough; I’ve only been setting him a love lesson; it a little puzzles
him to get through it at first, but he'll know it all by to-nnorrow you will be sure to be in the way, Mr. Seyward. Seyw. Madam, you may depend upon me: I have my full instructions. [Exit. Col. Lamb. O hol here's the business then ; and it seems Darnley was not to be trusted with it; ha, ha! and pr’ythee, what is the mighty secret that is transačting between Seyward and you ? Charl. That's what he would have known, indeed ; but you must know, I don't think it proper to let you tell him neither, for all your sly manner of asking. Col. Lamb. Pray take your own time, dear madam; I am not in haste to know, 1 assure you. Charl. Well, but hold ; on second thoughts, you shall know part of this affair between Seyward and me; nay, I give you leave to tell Darnley too, on some conditions: 'tis true, I did design to have surprised you but now——my mind's altered, that's enough. Col. Lamb. Ay, for any mortal's satisfaction—but here comes my lady.
- Enter Lady LAMBERT. Lady Lamb. Away, away, colonel and Charlotte ; both of you, away this instant. Charl. What's the matter, madam? Lady Lamb. I am going to put the doćtor to his trial, that's all. I have considered the proposal you have made me to-day, colonel, and am convinced it ought not to be delayed an instant : so just now, as your father was composed in the arm chair to his afternoon's nap, I told the doćtor in a half-whisper, that I should be glad to have a word in private with him here; and he said he would wait upon me presently. You must know, Charlotte, Sir John has been pressing me to speak to you in his favour, and has desired me to hear what the doćtor had to say upon that subject; but must I play a traiterous part now, and, instead of persuading you to the doctor, persuade the doćtor against you ?
Charl. Dear madam, why not one moment's truce'
with the prude, I beg of you; don’t startle at his first declaration, but let him go on, till he shews the very bottom of his ugly heart. Lady Lamb. I warrant you, I'll give a good account of him—but, as I live, here he comes. Charl. Come, then, brother, you and I will be comode, and steal off. [Exeunt Charlotte and Colonel.
Enter Dočior CANT well.
[The Colonel listening. Dr. Cant. Here I am, madam, at your ladyship's command; how happy am I that you think me worthy Iady Lamb. Please to sit, sir. Dr. Cant. Well, but, dear lady, ha! You cann’t conceive the joyousness I feel at this so much desired interview. Ah, ah! I have a thousand friendly things to say to you; and how stands your precious health 2
is your naughty cold abated yet I have scarce closed my eyes these two nights with my concern for you; “and every watchful interval has sent a thousandsighs “ and prayers to Heaven for your recovery.” Lady Lamb. Your charity is too far concerned for Ine. Dr. Cant. Ah! don’t say so, don't say so. You merit more than mortal man can do for you. Lady Lamb. Indeed you over-rate me. Dr. Cant. I speak it from my heart; indeed, indeed, indeed I do. Lady Lamb. O dear 1 you hurt my hand, sir. Dr. Cant. Impute it to my zeal, and want of words for expression: precious soul! I would not harm you for the world; no, it would be the whole business of my life— Lady Lamb. But to the affair I would speak to you about. Br. Cant. Ah, thou heavenly woman I Lady Lamb. Your hand need not be there, sir. Dr. Cant. I was admiring the softness of this silk. “Lady Lamb. Ay, but I'm ticklish. “Dr. Cant.” They are indeed come to prodigious perfection in all manufactures; how wonderful is human art here it disputes the prize with nature: that all this soft and gaudy lustre should be wrought from the labours of a poor worm 1 Lady Lamb. But our business, sir, is upon another subject : Sir John informs me, that he thinks himself F
under no obligations to Mr. Darnley, and therefore resolves to give his daughter to you. Dr. Cant. Such a thing has been mentioned, madam; but, to deal sincerely with you, that is not the happiness I sigh after; there is a soft and serious excellence for me, very different from what your step-daughter possesses. Lady Lamb. Well, sir, pray be sincere, and open your heart to me. . . . Dr. Cant. Open my heart I Can you then, sweet lady, be yet a stranger to it Has no action of my life been able to inform you of my real thoughts * “I “hope you imagine not that it was from ill-will, or “any other account but yours, that I urged Sir John “to restrain your assemblies and visits: no, blessed “creature, it proceeded from a zealous transport: I “could not bear to see the gay, the young, and the 4 & impertinent, daily crowding round you, without a “certain grudge; I might say, envy.” Lady Lamb. Well, sir, I take all this, as I suppose you intend it, for my good and spiritual welfare. Dr. Cant. Indeed I mean your cordial service. Lady Lamb. I dare say you do : you are above th low momentary views of this world. Dr. Cant. Why, I should be so; and yet, alas ! I find this mortal clothing of my soul is made like other men's, of sensual fiesh and blood, and has its frailties. Lady Lamb. We all have those, but yours are well corrected by your divine and virtuous contemplations.