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you blundering blockhead! I won't give you a halfpenny—Why did you not clap to the garden door, when I called to you, before the young lady got in 2 The key was on the outside, which would have given me some time for an explanation. 2 Gipsy. An' please your honour, I was dubus. Mervin. Dubus! plague choke ye!—However, it is some satisfaction that I have been able to let her see me, and know where I am—[Turning to the GIPsi Es, who go off.] Go, get you gone, all of you, about your business. [Theodosia appears in the Pavilion. Theod. Disappeared—fled! Oh, how unlucky this is ? Could he not have patience to wait a moment 2 Mervin. I know not what to resolve on. Theod. Hem . Mervin. I'll go back to the garden door. Theod. Mr. Mervin! Mervin. What do I see?—"Tis she-'tis she herself!—Oh, Theodosia 1—Shall I climb the wall, and come up to you? Theod. No; speak softly: Sir Harry and my lady sit below, at the end of the walk—How much am I obliged to you for taking this trouble ! Mervin. Say but you love me. Theod. What proof would you have me give you? I know but of one: If you please, I am willing to go off with you. Mervin. Are you?—"Would to Heaven I had brought a carriage. Theod. How did you come? Have you not horses? Mervin. No; there's another misfortune! To avoid suspicion, Idespatched my servant with them an hour ago: neither can we, nearer than the next town, get a post-chaise. Theod. You say you have made a convert of the miller's son : return to your place of rendezvous— my father has been asked this moment by Lord Aim

worth, who is in the garden, to take a walk with him down to the mill—they will go before dinner, and it shall be hard if I cannot contrive to be one of the company.

Mervin. And what then 2

Theod. Why, in the mean time, you may devise some method to carry me from hence; and I'll take care you shall have an opportunity of communicating it to me.

Mervin. Well—but, dear Theodosia

AIR.—THEODOSIA.

Hist, hist " I hear my mother call—
Pr’ythee begone!
We’ll meet anon :
Catch this, and this—
Blow me a kiss,
In pledge of promised truth, that's all.
Farewell t-and yet, a moment stay;
Something beside I had to say:
Well, 'tis forgot ;
No matter what
Love grant us grace;
The mill’s the place :
She calls again, I must away. [Exit.

Enter FANNY.

Fanny. "Please your honour, you were so kind as to say, you would remember my fellow-travellers for their trouble; and they think I have gotten the money.

Mervin. Oh, here; give them this—[Gives her Money..] And for you, my dear little pilot, you have

brought me so cleverly through my business, that I must—

Fanny. Oh, Lord, your honour—[MeRv1N kisses her.] Pray don't—kiss me again. Miervin. Again, and again There’s a thought come into my head.—Theodosia will certainly have no objection to putting on the dress of a sister of mine.—So, and so only, we might escape to-night — This girl, for a little money, will provide us with necessaries. Fanny. Dear gracious ! I warrant you, now, I am as red as my petticoat: why would you royster and touzle one so?—If Ralph was to see you, he'd be as jealous as the vengeance! Mervin. Hang Ralph Never mind him.—There's a guinea for thee. Fanny. What! a golden guinea ; Mervin. Yes; and if thou art a good girl, and do as I desire thee, thou shalt have twenty. Fanny. Ay, but not all gold 2 Mervin. As good as that is. Fanny. Shall I, though, if I do as you bids me? Mervin. You shall. Fanny. Precious heart!—He's a sweet gentleman! Icod, I have a great mind—— Mervin. What art thou thinking about 2 Fanny. Thinking, your honour? Ha! has ha! Mervin. Indeed! so merry : Panny. I don’t know what I am thinking about, not I–Ha! has hal—Twenty guineas | Mervin. I tell thee thou shalt have them. Fanny. Ha! has ha! has ha! Mervin. By Heaven, I am serious ! Fanny. Ha! has hal—Why, then, I'll do whatever your honour pleases. Mervin. Stay here a little, to see that all keeps quiet: you'll find me. presently at the mill, where we'll talk farther.

AIR,

Yes, 'tis decreed, thou maid divine.
I must, I will, possess thee:
Oh, what delight, within my arms to press thee!
To kiss and call thee mine !
Let me this only bliss enjoy ;
That ne'er can waste, that ne'er can cloy:
All other pleasures I resign.

Why should we dally;

Stand shilly-shally
Let fortune smile or frown,

Love will attend us;

Love will befriend us;
And all our wishes crown. [Exit. .

Enter RALPH.

Fanny. What a dear, kind soul he is!—Here comes Ralph—I can tell him, unless he makes me his lawful wife, as he has often said he would, the devil a word more shall he speak to me! Ralph. So, Fan, where's the gentleman Fanny. How should I know where he is —what do you ask me for 2 Ralph. There's no harm in putting a civil question, be there? Why you look as cross and ill-natured— Fanny. Well, mayhap I do, and mayhap I have wherewithal for it. Ralph. Why, has the gentleman offered any thing uncivil?—"Ecod, I'd try a bout as soon as look at him. Fanny. He offer —no, he's a gentleman, every inch of him : but you are sensible, Ralph, you have been promising me, a great while, this, and that, and t'other; and, when all comes to all, I don't see but you are like the rest of them.

Ralph. Why, what is it I have promised ? Fanny. To marry me in the church, you have, a hundred times. Ralph. Well, and mayhap I will, if you'll have patience. Fanny. Patience me no patience; you may do it now if you please. Ralph. Well, but suppose I don't please; I tell you, Fan, you're a fool, and want to quarrel with your bread and butter; I have had anger enow from feyther already, upon your account, and you want me to come by more—As I said, if you have patience, mayhap things may fall out, and mayhap not. Fanny. With all my heart then; and, now I know your mind, you may go hang yourself. Ralph. Ay, ay! Fanny. Yes, you may ; who cares for you? Ralph. Well, and who cares for you, an you go to that ? Fanny. A menial feller! Go, mind your mill and your drudgery; I don't think you worthy to wipe my shoes, feller Ralph. Nay, but Fan, keep a civil tongue in your head—Odds flesh! I would fain know what fly bites all of a sudden now. Fanny. Marry come up ! the best gentlemen's sons in the country have made me proffers; and if one is a miss, be a miss to a gentleman, I say, that will give one fine clothes, and take one to see the show, and put money in one's pocket. Ralph. Whu—whu—[FANNY hits him a Slap.]— What's that for 2 Fanny. What do you whistle for then Do you think I am a dog? Ralph. Never trust me, Fan, if I have not a mind to give you, with this switch in my hand here, as good a lacing—

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