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Sir Barometer Oldstyle Mr. Grofe,
Obadiah Broadbrim... Mr. Liston,
Charles Fervor.. Mr. Farley,
William Seagrave.. Mr. Smith,
Drab Mr. Noble,
Corporal Barrel. Mr. Mathews,
Landlord Mr. Atkins,
Waiter Mr. Williams,
Bailiffs Messrs. Norris, and Truman,
Soldiers, Recruits, Waiters, Sfc.
Miss Penelope Snap Oldstyle.. Mrs. Darenport,
*** The Passages marked with inverted Commas, are omitted in the Representation.
YES, OR NO?
SCENE L—A Room, with Dejk, Account Books, He. Drab writing.
Enter Obadiah Broadbrim. Ola. Drab.
Drab. Here I am. (Advancing.')
Oba. Is the man, Charles Fervor, departed?
Oba. Hem! verily I rejoice thereat; for, be is by nature, refembling Satan, full of evil deeds— and the lpirit of the faithful is not in him.
. Drab. Nay—his head is light,—but his heart is fterling. (with energy.)
Oba. When confign'd to me, by the man named Barometer Oldftyle, his guardian, he was very young;—but he encreafed not in difcretion as he advanced in years, and the flefh hath triumph'cl over the fpirit. He delighted in the vanities of the world—affociated with the men of blood, and learn'd the bufinefs of death.—In the words of the wicked, he hath become a foldier.
Oba. He hath now a'commiflion to obtain men, and train them in the ways of carnage and bloodfbed.— At the town in which he is to fojourn for this purpofe, I poffefs fome worldly efft&s.
Drab. <Thou doft—dwellings, which are rented of thee at exorbitant fums.
Oba. 'Tis true, the fpeculation hath fucceeded, and I reap the reward of induftry
Drab. (Afide.) And extortion.—(aloud.) Verily yea.
Oba. I have therefore defired the youth Fervor, to receive the rents of a tenant, called Seagrave, who is much in arrears, and apply the amount thereof to his own emergencies.
Drab. [Afide.) The man Seagrave hath no money,—-and the man Broadbrim knoweth it.
Oba. Had he remained in London, he would doubtlefs have been entrapp'd by the men—term'd bailiffs—from whom I mull have releafed him,— this expenfe is avoided, and the peril of the bailiffs refts on his own moulders.
Drab. Yea. (much affeSled, but endeavouring to conceal it.)
Oba. I am informed they are already in purfuit, and I have written to the guardian to warn him of the youth's abominations.
Drab. (Afide.) Verily, thou art a viper,—the fpirit waxeth ftrong within me. (Afide, much agitated,)
Oba. I have likewife written to the fitter of the aforefaid Oldftyle, by name, Penelope Snap,—verily, I bear the woman much affe&ion—and fhall depart in the vehicle which journeyeth to that place forthwith.
Drab. (Having appeared violently agitated.) I can hear thee no more—" thou haft bafely traduced a «« noble youth, under thy protection, to his guar«• dian—the only friend he hath in exiftence—fent «' him to be arretted in the very fight of this friend,
by bailiffs whom he cannot fatisfy j for thou haft «' allured him of the means, where thou well know«' eft, he cannot obtain it.—Thy love for the wo«' man,—and thy kindnefs for the youth, is hypo«« crify." Thy chara&er fhall be publifhed amongft our brethren, vvhofe fed thou haft difgraccd by fuch a flagrant outrage on juftice and humanity.
Ova. (Having lijlentd in conjlernation, /lands for a moment irrefolute, then takes a Jew Jleps after Drab— flops,—turm round—and uttering the ejaculation, "Hem"—walks Jlowly off, contrary to the Exit of Drab,
SCENE II.—Patty Seacrave in Jimple mourning, is feen working at a Table.; the appearance of the Room clean—but indicative of extreme difirejs.
Pat. Heigho!—How folitary and fad every thing appears, I vifh William would return—poor brother—his heart is full, and as heavy as mine— (a knock at the door)—Oh, there he is at laft, (opens the door, W 11,1.1 Am Seagrave enters, and drops into a Chair exbanjled.)
Pat. (Leaning over him.) Dear William, you have been out a long time.—
Will. To no purpofe.
Pat. No—will not Mr. Worldly pay the debt? (william fhakes his head.) What will become of us?
Will. A prifon.—
Pat. Can nothing be done?
Will. Nothing! ftarve!
Pat. Nay, do not defpair.
Will. Incefiantly !—you have fupporled yourfelf and a fick brother feven weeks—it cannot laft. Pat. Oh, yes—
Will, lmpoflible! arrears of rent—out-ftanding debts—the apothecary's bill—(hides bis face.)
Pat. You went out very early brother, 1 fear you are ill.—
Will, Not very well.—I have not tailed food today.
Pat. Heaven! and there is no bread in the houfe—
Will No bread! and you—you have toiPd fince morning without refrefhment— Pat. I wifh'd for none.
Wtll. What's that!—Ha! it mail,—it mult be fo.—,(a Recruiting Party heard zvithout.)
Pat. Where are you going?—
Will. Heaven knows!—(halfafide.)
Pat. What agitates you,—let me—
Will, No—No—I fhall return immediately.— *Tis the laft refource!—Afide and Exit.)
Pat. Poor fellow—how pale he looks, and he was once fo handfome :—I am fure 'tis anxiety for me—and yet I try to appear happy on his account, and fometimes fing his favourite ballad; but it founds more melancholy than it ufed,
On Ella's cheek, the rofe was feen,—