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dearth of 'em in Barbadoes, lately . But your dingy passengers for my money. Give me a vessel like a collier, where all the lading tumbles out as black as my hat. But are you sure, now, you ar’n’t mistaken? [To 1st Planter.] 1st Plant. Mistaken l’sbud, do you doubt my glass? I can discover a gulliby it six leagues off; I could see every thing as plain as if I was on board. 2d Plant. Indeed l and what were her colours? 1st Plant. Um! why English—or Dutch—or French I don’t exactly remember. 2d Plant. What were the sailors aboard 1st Plant. Eh! why they were English too—or Dutch or French I can’t perfectly recollect. 2d Plant. Your glass, neighbour, is a little like a glass too much : it makes you forget everything you ought to remember. [Cry without, “A sail, a sail!”] 1st Plant. Egad, but I’m right though. Now, gentlemen All. Ay, ay; the devil take the hindmost. [Exeunt hastily.

Enter NARcIssa and PATTY.

SONG.

Freshly now the breeze is blowing,
As yon ship at anchor rides;
Sullen waves, incessant flowing,
Rudely dash against the sides.
So my heart, its course impeded,
Beats in my perturbed breast :
Doubts, like waves by waves succeeded,
Rise, and still deny it rest.

Patty. Well, ma'am, as I was saying Nar. Well, say no more of what you were saying: —Sure, Patty, you forget where you are; a little caution will be necessary now, I think. C

Patty. Lord, madam, how is it possible to help talking 2 We are in Barbadoes here, to be sure—but then, ma'am, one may let out a little in a private morning's walk by ourselves. i Nar. Nay, it’s the same thing with you in doors. Patty. I never blab, ma'am, never, as I hope for a gown. Nar. And your never blabbing, as you call it, depends chiefly on that hope, I believe. Patty. I have told the story of our voyage, indeed, to old Guzzle, the butler. Nar. And thus you lead him to imagine I am but little inclined to the match. Patty. Lord, ma'am, how could that be? Why I never said a word about Captain Campley. Nar. Hush hush for heaven’s sake. Patty. Aye! there it is now. . But if our voyage from England was so pleasant, it wasn’t owing to Mr Inkle, I'm certain. He didn't play the fiddle in our cabin, and dance on the deck, and come languishing with a glass of warm water in his hand, when we were sea-sick. Ah, ma'am, that water warm'd your heart, I’m confident. Mr Inkle ! No, no; Captain Cam Nar. There is no end to this Remember, Patty, keep your secrecy, or you entirely lose my favour. Patty. Never fear me, ma'am. But if somebody I know is not acquainted with the Governor, there’s such a thing as dancing at balls, and squeezing hands when you lead up, and squeezing them again when you cast down. I’m as close as a patch box. Mum's the word, ma'am, I promise you. [Exit. Nar. How awkward is my present situation : Promised to one, who, perhaps, may never again be heard of; and who, I am sure, if he ever appears to claim me, will do it merely on the scoredfinterest—pressed too by another, who has already, I fear, too muchinterest in my heart—what can I do? What plan can I follow :

Enter CAMPLEY.

Camp. Follow my advice, Narcissa, by all means. Enlist with me under the best banners in the world. General Hymen for my money! little Cupid’s his drummer: he has been beating a round rub-a dub on our hearts, and we have only to obey the word of command, fall into the ranks of matrimony, and march through life together. Nar. Then consider our situation. ~Camp. That has been duly considered. In short, the case stands exactly thus—your intended spouse is all for money; I am all for love. He is a rich rogue; I am rather a poor honest fellow. He would pocket your fortune; I will take you without a fortune in your pocket, Nar. Oh I am sensible of the favour, most gallant Captain Campley; and my father, no doubt, will be very much obliged to you. Camp. Aye, there's the devil of it! Sir Christopher Curry’s confounded good character knocks me up at once. Yet I am not acquainted with him neither: not known to him even by sight: being here only as a private gentleman, on a visit to my old relation, out of regimentals, and so forth ; and not introduced to the Governor, as other officers of the place. But then, the report of his hospitality—his odd, blunt, whimsical friendship—his whole behaviour— Nar. All stare you in the face; eh, Campley? Camp. They do, till they put me out of counteIn ance. Nar. What signifies talking to me, when you have such opposition from others ? Why hover about the city, instead of boldly attacking the guard Wheel about, captain face the enemy March Charge :Rout 'em!—Drire 'em before you, and then—

Camp. And then—
Nar. Lud ha’ mercy on the poor city |

Enter PATTY, hastily.

Patty. Oh lud, ma'am, I’m frightened out of my wits' sure as I’m alive, ma'am, Mr Inkle is not dead; I saw his man, ma'am, just now, coming ashore in a boat, with other passengers, from the vessel that’s come to the island. [Exit. Nar. Then one way or other I must determine.— [To CAMPLEY.] Look ye, Mr Campley, something has happened which makes me waive ceremonies.—If you mean to apply to my father, remember, that delays are dangerous. Camp. Indeed! Nar. I mayn’t be always in the same mind, you know. [Smiling.] [Exit. Camp. Nay, then—Gad, I’m almost afraid to—but living in this state of doubt is torment. I'll e'en put a good face on the matter; coek my hat; make my bow; and try to reason the Governor into compliance, Faint heart never won a fair lady.

SONG.

Why should I vain fears discover,
Prove a dying, sighing swain 8

Why turn shilly shally lover,
Only to prolong my pain f

When we woo the dear enslaver,
Boldly ask, and she will grant ;

How should we obtain a favour,
But by telling what we want?

Enter TRUDGE and Wowski, (as from the ship), with a dirty Runner to one of the inns.

Run. This way, sir; if you will let me recomrhend

Trudge. Come along, Wows | Take care of your furs, and your feathers, my girl! Wows. Iss. Trudge. That's right.—Somebody might steal 'em, perhaps. Wows. Steal "-What that 2 Trudge, Oh Lord! see what one loses by not being born in a Christian country. Run. If you would, sir, but mention to your master, the house that belongs to my master; the best accommodations on the quay. Trudge. What's your sign, my lad? Run. The Crown, sir.—Here it is. Trudge. Well, get us a room for half an hour, and we'll come: and, harkee : let it be light and airy, d'ye hear? My master has been used to your open apartments lately. Run. Depend on it.—Much obliged to you, sir. [Erit. Wows. Who be that fine man He great prince Trudge. A prince—Ha! has No, not quite a prince—but he belongs to the Crown. But how do you like this, Wows 2 Isn’t it fine * , Wows. Wonder! --Trudge. Fine men, eh? | Wows. Iss all white, like you. | Trudge. Yes, all the fine men are like me. As disferent from your people as powder and ink, or paper and blacking. Wows. And fine lady—Face like snow. Trudge. What! the fine ladies’ complexions: Oh, yes, exactly; for too much heat very often dissolves em! Then their dress, too. Wows. Your countrymen dress so : Trudge. Better, better a great deal. Why, a young flashy Englishman will sometimes carry a whole fortune on his back. But did you mind the women :

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