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Sir Harry. I want to make you faint, my lady!
Lady S. Yes, you do—and if you don’t come out this instant I shall fall down in the chamber.—I beg, my lord, you won’t speak to him.—Will you come out, Sir Harry :
Sir Harry. Nay, but my lady!
Lady S. No, I will have you out. [Exeunt.
• Enter Ralph, with MER v IN, in a Riding Dress, Jollowed by FANNY.
Fanny. Ah, pray your honour, try if you have not something to spare for poor Fanny, the gipsy. Ralph. I tell you, Fan, the gentleman has no change about him : why the plague will you be so troublesome * Fanny. Lord, what is it to you, if his honour has a mind to give me a trifle: Do, pray, gentleman, put your hand in your pocket. Mervin. I am almost distracted! Ungrateful Theodosia, to change so suddenly, and write me such a letter! However, I am resolved to have my dismission face to face. This letter may be forced from her by her mother, who, I know, was never cordially my friend: I could not get a sight of her in London, but here they will be less on their guard; and see her I will, by one means or other. , Fanny. Then your honour will not extend your charity. .
I am young and I am friendless,
May you, possessing every blessing,
Ralph. Now I'll go and take that money from her; and I have a good mind to lick her, so I have. Mervin. Pho! prythee, stay where you are. Ralph. Nay, but I hate to see a toad so devilish greedy. Mervin. Well, come, she has not got a great deal, and I have thought how she may do me a favour in her turn. Ralph. Ay, but you may put that out of your head, for I can tell you she won't. Mervin. How so Ralph. How so why, she's as cunning as the devil. Mervin. Oh, she is 1–I fancy I understand you. Well, in that case, friend Ralph—Your name's Ralph, I think? Itaph. Yes, sir, at your service, for want of a better. Mervin. I say, then, friend Ralph, in that case, we will remit the favour you think of, till the lady is in a more complying humour, and try if she cannot serve me at present in some other capacity.—There are a good many gipsies hereabout, are there not : Ralph. Softly—I have a whole gang of them here in our barn; I have kept them about the place these three months, and all on account of she. Mervin. Really! Ralph. Yea,-but for your life don't say a word of it to any christian—I am in love with her. Mervin. Indeed Ralph. Feyther is as mad with me about it as Old Scratch; and I gets the plague and all of anger; but I don't mind that. Mervin. Well, friend Ralph, if you are in love, no doubt you have some influence over your mistress: don’t you think you could prevail upon her, and her companions, to supply me with one of their habits, and let me go up with them to-day to my Lord Aimworth's 2 Ralph. Why, do you want to go a mumming? We never do that but in the Christmas holidays. Mervin. No matter: manage this for me, and manage it with secrecy; and I promise you shall not go unrewarded. Ralph. Oh! as for that, sir, I don't look for any thing; I can easily get you a bundle of their rags ; but I don't know whether you'll prevail on them to go up to my lord's, because they're afraid of a big dog that's in the yard; but I'll tell you what I can do; I can go up before you, and have the dog fastened, for I know his kennel. Mervin. That will do very well. [Erit RALPH.]— By means of this disguise, I shall probably get a sight of her; and I leave the rest to love and fortune. [Exit.
Enter PATTY, RALPH, GILEs, and FANNY.
Giles. So his lordship was as willing as the flowers in May and as I was coming along, who should I meet but your father—and he bid me run in all haste, and tell you—for we were sure you would be deadly glad. Patty. I know not what business you had to go to my lord's at all, Farmer. Giles. Nay, I only did as I was desired Master Fairfield bid me tell you moreover, as how he would have you go up to my lord out of hand, and thank him. Ralph. So she ought; and take off those clothes, and put on what's more becoming her station; you know my father spoke to you of that this morning too. Patty. Brother, I shall obey my father. AIR. Lie still my heart; oh! fatal stroke, That #. at once my hopes and me ! Giles. Miss Pat 1 Patty. What? Giles. —— Nay, I only spoke: Ralph. Take courage, mon, she does but joke. Come, sustir, somewhat kinder be.
Fanny. This is a thing the most oddest ;
Ralph. ( Were we in the case,
Giles. Thus I take her by the lily hand,
Why, now that's right;
And kiss her too, mon, never stand.
What words can explain Patty W My pleasure—my pain 2 and It presses, it rises, Giles. My heart it surprises; I can't keep it down, tho’ I’d never so sain.
Fanny. So here the play ends,
Fanny. Tush 1
A Marble Portico, ornamented with Statues, which opens from Lord AIMworth's House ; two Chairs near the Front.
Enter Lord AIMworth, reading.
Lord A. In how contemptible a light would the situation I am now in show me to most of the fine men of the present age In love with a country girl | rivalled by a poor fellow, one of my meanest tenants, and uneasy at it !