-there's a go for you, isn't that bang up, isn't that prime I'm the boy to splash. Mrs. Honey. Splash indeed, brute.

Stir. Why Cousin, you have left the harmonious Nightingales, ha!

O'Daisy. More like the mudlarks, your Honour, -but birds of a feather

Mrs. Ioney. But Mr. Jumble shall account with you, Sir.

Jumble. Not I, Madam, I resign all pretensions to that gentleman.

Cypher. It's no go, Jumble-I'm not to be had -can't stand the curb.

Mrs. Honey. Reptile! I am now more convinced than ever, that your whole race are base, perfidions and deceitful; and from my very heart I detest and execrate you and all mankind.—Out of the way, savage. [Exit, pushing O'Daisy.

Stir. But explain.

Cypher. That's soon done-I heard the signal, saw the lady-said nothing-handed her insigh'd and groan'd-every thing right, but no lamps of course-dark as the devil-dash'd along -deep rut-crack went a felly-down we came.

Stir. Pray stop one moment (bringing Clara from the room, and giving her to Jumble)—there, take her, and be happy.

Cypher. That's it-that's right-that's prime.

Enter DOLLY and JERRY BLOSSOM.

O'Daisy. Ha! here's my t'other half come to help me make one amongst you.

Dolly. Why Rourke-have you given the parcel?

O' Daisy. O, murder !-(taking the Parchment

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Cypher. Oh! I'll swear to the papers, though I never read them.

Jumble. Indeed! then with my beloved Clara, and this independence, I begin the world anew.

In love I've Hit my mark-Success I claim,
Should we fail here-We Miss indeed our aim.

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