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went, to a place hung round with skins, as it might be a furrier's shop, and there was a fine lady, snoring on a bow and arrows. Patty. What, all alone? Trudge. Eh!—No—no.—Hum—She had a young lion, by way of a lap-dog. Patiy. Gemini what did you do? Trudge. Gave her a jog, and she opened her eyes —she struck my master immediately. Patty. Mercy on us! with what 2 Trudge. With her beauty, you ninny, to be sure: and they soon brought matters to bear. The wolves witnessed the contract—I gave her away—the crows croaked amen; and we had board and lodging for nothing. Patty. And this is she he has brought to Barbadoes 2 Trudge. The same. Tatty. Well; and tell me, Trudge;—she's pretty, ou say—Is she fair or brown, or Trudge. Um 1 she's a good comely copper. Patty. How! a tawny Trudge. Yes, quite dark; but very elegant; like a Wedgwood teapot. Patty. Oh! the monster the filthy fellow ! Live with a black-a-moor! Trudge. Why, there's no great harm in't, I hope 2 Patty. Faught I wou'dn't let him kiss me for the world: he'd make my face all smutty. Trudge. Zounds ! you are mighty nice all of a sudden; but I’d have you to know, Madam Patty, that black-a-moor ladies, as you call 'em, are some of the very few whose complexions never rub off! *Sbud, if they did, Wows and I should have changed faces by this time—But mum; not a word for your life. Patty. Not I except to the Governor and family. [Aside.] But I must run—and, remember, Trudge, if . master has made a mistake here, he has himself to thank for his pains. [Exit PATTY. Trudge, Pshaw these girls are so plaguy proud of their white and red 1 but I won't be shamed out of Wows, that’s flat.— f
Ah! Wows, I’m going to leave you. Wows. For what you leave me? Trudge. Master says I must. Wows. Ah, but you say in your country, women know best; and I say you not leave me. Trudge. Master, to be sure, while we were in the forest, taught Yarico to read, with his pencil and pocket-book. What then * Wows comes on fine and fast in her lessons. A little awkward at first, to be sure—Ha! hal—She’s so used to feed with her hands, that I can't get her to eat her victuals, in a genteel, Christian way, for the soul of me; when she has stuck a morsel on her fork, she don’t know how to guide it, but pops up her knuckles to her mouth, and the meat goes up to her ear. But, no matter—After all the fine, flashy London girls, Wowski's the wench for my money.
A clerk I was in London gay,
Your London girls, with roguish trip,
Rings I’ll buy to deck her toes;
|- A dingy Desdemona. [Exeunt. SCENE II,
A Room in the Crown.
Inkle. I know not what to think—I have given her
distant hints of parting ; but still, so strong her con
fidence in my affection, she prattles on without re- E
garding me. Poor Yarico! I must not—cannot quit her. When I would speak, her look, her mere simplicity disarms me; I dare not wound such innocence. Simplicity is like a smiling babe; which, to the ruffian that would murder it, stretching its little naked, helpless arms, pleads, speechless, its own cause. And yet, Narcissa’s family—
Trudge. There he is, like a beau bespeaking a coat—doubting which colour to choose—Sir— Inkle. What now : Trudge. Nothing unexpected, sir:—I hope you won’t be angry; but I am come to give you joy, sir! Inkle. Joy! of what? Trudge. A wife, sir! a white one.—I know it will vex you, but Miss Narcissa means to make you happy, to-morrow morning. Inkle. To-morrow ! Trudge. Yes, sir; and as I have been out of employ, in both my capacities, lately, after I have dressed your hair, I may draw up the marriage articles. Inkle. Whence comes your intelligence, sir? Trudge. Patty told me all that has passed in the Governor's family, on the quay, sir. Women, you know, can never keep a secret. You'll be introduced in form, with the whole island to witness it. Inkle. So public, too! Unlucky! Trudge. There will be nothing but rejoicings, in compliment to the wedding, she tells me; all noise and uproar! Married people like it, they say. . Inkle. Strange that I should be so blind to my interist, as to be the only person this distresses.
Trudge. They are talking of nothing else but the match, it seems. Inkle. Confusion . How can I, in honour, retract Trudge. And the bride’s merits Inkle. True!—A fund of merits!—I would not— but from necessity—a case so nice as this—I—would not wish to retract. Trudge. Then they call her so handsome. Inkle. Very true ! so handsome ! the whole world would laugh at me : they’d call it folly to retract. Trudge. And then they say so much of her for$line. Inkle. O death ! it would be madness to retract. Surely my faculties have slept, and this long parting from my Narcissa has blunted my sense of her accomplishments. 'Tis this alone makes me so weak and wavering. I’ll see her immediately. IGoing.] Trudge. Stay, stay, sir; I am desired to tell you, the Governor won't open his gates to us till to-morrow morning. Inkle. Well, be it so; it will give me time, at all events, to put my affairs in train. Trudge. Yes; it’s a short respite before execution; and if your honour was to go and comfort poor Madam Yarico Inkle. Damnation : Scoundrel, how dare you offer your advice —I dread to think of her Trudge. I’ve done, sir, I’ve done—But I know I should blubber over Wows all night, if I thought of parting with her in the morning. Inkle. Insolence begone, sir! Trudge. Lord, sir, I only Inkle. Get down stairs, sir, directly. Trudge. IGoing out. Ah! you may well put your