(Speaks). I think next Sunday, says Mrs. Snip, we'll clap Dobbin into our chay, and take a drive to Hornsey-Shall I go too, mother? Yes, my love.- Now, Mr. Snip, don't smell of the shop to-day-Cold morning, Sir-Yes, sharp as a needle.-I say, honey, who taught you to drive? You ought to hold the reins in both hands, and the whip in the other, and that's the waySome push along, &c.

III

Thus 'tis with all who in London are thriving,
Both high life and low life, at something are driving,
A peer and a prentice now dress so much the same,
You cannot tell the diff'rence, excepting by the name,

On Epsom Downs says Billy, zounds! that cannot be Lord
Jacky,

Egad, but now I see it is-I took him for his lacquey.

grace

(Speaks). That's prime-white corduroyspearl buttons-beat the Bristol mail.-D-n this pavement, it jolts like a baker's cart.-You less rogue, you have upset my wheelbarrow.Hollo, gate! Don't keep us waiting all nightmy leaders are all on the fret-This here man han't paid the toll-How can you say so-No. 281that won't do- I have been thro'-F-that won't do, the letter's O-why then help yourself—all right-why then

Dolly. So,

spite of 'em

Some push along. &c.

SCENE IV.

The Lodge.

Enter DOLLY.

Miss Clara has seen her lover in -ha, and she'll see him again too.

Its very hard, so it is, that young ladies like us should be kept locked up in this way: but he'll be with her again when she least expects it.

"He bow'd then to the lady low,
"Sweet maid, what makes thy tears to flow?
"Oh, pilgrim, on the battle plain,

"My Lord,-my own true knight was slain,
"And still I've sigh'd,

"(Ah! hapless bride),
"Oh! brave Sir Eglamore.

O'Daisy. So, so, so Mr. Stirling, these are your ways, are they? and I have been the gentleman-porter to such a spalpeen, withoutDolly. What's the matter, Rourke ?

O'Daisy. He ordered me to turn the young man out of the house!

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Dolly. Ah, but he didn't know him.

O'Daisy. No matter for that. I told him if he did not know how to behave like a gentleman, I'd teach him manners myself. So then he began to argufy the business-ya hoo! said I to myself, very softly, I can bother you there.

Dolly. But where was Mr. Jumble?

O'Daisy. Oh, he was jumbled down stairs before that.

Dolly. But Rourke, if it should be found outthe old man will never forgive us.

O'Daisy (snupping his fingers). That for the old man. By the powers, I believe he wants a pint pot to hold a quart, or he would not be after telling his daughter to hate a man in a minute, that she has loved all the days of her life.

Dolly. Ah! I'm afraid they'll never be married. O'Daisy. Never be married! That was the cry before you were Mrs. O'Daisy, Och! we shall never come together my jewel, says you— Arrah! be aisy my darling, says I—and a'nt we here as clean as a couple of well-wash'd mealy potatoes?

Dolly. But my master will keep poor Miss Clara lock'd up till this Lawyer comes from London-and then we shall be discharg'd. O'Daisy. So much the better.

Enter JERRY in haste.

Jerry. Lord! Lord! how I ha' run surely. Dolly. Why, Jerry, what's the matter? O'Daisy. What the devil, are the enemy

come?

Jerry. Noa! that wouldn't make people run --but the Lawyer be come.

O'Daisy. Whew! Then we're all baked.

Ferry. I declare, I be quite in a flustration; but bless your heart-a' don't look a bit like a Lawyer.

O'Daisy. No!

Dolly.

Ferry. Noa! he ha' gotten a white hat, turn'd up wi' green, and a long whip that he do keep flourishing over his head.

O'Daisy. Perhaps he has been used to have a whip flourishing over his head and his shoulders -beside

Jerry. Yes, he said he was the best coachman in all London City, and then he swagger'd and swore he was a gentleman, and such like, and that he was primed and bang'd up,

Dolly. And how's that?

O'Daisy. Oh! never you mind that to be sure he'd make you believe that black was the whiteof your eye.

Jerry. But for all that, when I mistak'd him for a coachman, he look'd so sheepish, like—

O'Daisy. Aye, aye !-A wolf in sheep's clothing; but never mind that-we don't value him a button.

Ferry. I fancy you will, though, when you do zee him he has get a rare parcel on'em all down his coat, shining like so many crown pieces.

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Dolly. Well, but Jerry, is he coming here? O'Daisy. Aye, let's hear.

Ferry. Well, then, this be the rights on't (as Mr. Quill told me)-Lawyer Cypher and Mr. Jumble had some confabulation about Miss Clara and so they got a squabbling, likeO'Daisy. Aye-Aye! Natural enough.

Ferry. Yes-and Mr. Quill did think summat

serious ware going to happen; but instead of that they march'd off together quite peaceably. O'Daisy. Oh! Oh! I smell powder.

Dolly. Oh! I'm so glad.

C'Daisy. Glad, are you? Then let me tell you, Mrs. O'Daisy, that when two men quarrel, and after that walk off together peaceably, its a sure sign they'd be after cutting one another's throats--though they can't well do that without fire-arms neither. (Aside.) I've as neat a pair of pops hanging up in the lodge, as any gentleman would desire to be shot with; but my darling here must not smoke the business, or egad she'll spoil sport.

Jerry. I'm woundily afraid we shall get the worst on't after all, there be so many against us.

O'Daisy. D-n the numbers that are against us, I say. Step into the lodge a bit, and leave me alone to manage 'em. You are a Scotchman, you know; I am an Irishman; and Dolly there is an Englishman; and take my word for't, that when we have a friend in need, we always stick by them to the last, and sink or swim together. Ha, ha! there they go, brother and sister-a tom-tit and a dumpling. [Exeunt.

SCENE LAST.

An Apartment in STIRLING's House.

Enter Mrs. HONEYMOUTH with the Paper, dressed in a Riding Habit.

Mrs. Honey. The awful moment is at hand; but how to contrive the signal, I know not. Let me read again. (Reads). "At the appointed