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receive them. Don't make yourself uneasy at this; we must endeavour to pacify them as well as we can. My dear Lionel, if I have made you happy, you have made me so. Heaven bless you, my children, and

make you deserving of one another.

[Exeunt SIR JOHN and JENKINS. Jenny. O dear, madam, upon my knees, I humbly beg your forgiveness. Dear Mr Lionel, forgive me -I did not design to discover it, indeed--and you won't turn me off, madam, will you? I'll serve you for nothing.

Clar. Get up, my good Jenny, I freely forgive you, if there is any thing to be forgiven. I know you love me, and I am sure here is one who will join with me in rewarding your services.

Jenny. Well, if I did not know, as sure as could be, that some good would happen, by my left eye itching this morning!

[Exit. Lionel. O bliss unexpected! my joys overpow'r me!

Clar.

My love, my Clarissa, what words shall I find!
Remorse, desperation, no longer devour me-
Hebless'd us, and peace is restored to my mind.
He bless'd us! O rapture! Like one I recover
Whom death had appall'd, without hope, with-
out aid;

A moment deprived me of father and lover ;
A moment restores, and my pains are repaid.

Lionel. Forsaken, abandon'd,

Clar.

What folly! what blindness!

Lionel. We fortune accused;

Clar. And the fates that decreed.

[Exeunt

SCENE III.

Another Apartment in SIR JOHN's House.

Enter LADY MARY OLDBOY, MR JESSAMY leading her.

Lady M. O. 'Tis all in vain, my dear-set me down any where; I can't go a step further-I knew, when Mr Oldboy insisted upon my coming, that I should be seized with a megrim by the way; and it's well I did not die in the coach.

Jess. But, pr'ythee, why will you let yourself be affected with such trifles-Nothing more common than for young women of fashion to go off with low fellows.

Lady M. O. Only feel, my dear, how I tremble! Not a nerve but what is in agitation; and my blood runs cold, cold !

Jess. Well, but Lady Mary, don't let us expose ourselves to those people! I see there is not one of the rascals about us, that has not a grin upon his

countenance.

Lady M. O. Expose ourselves, my dear! Your father will be as ridiculous as Hudibras, or Don Quixote.

Enter SIR JOHN Flowerdale and COLONEL

OLDBOY.

Sir J. F. I give you my word, my good friend and neighbour, the joy I feel upon this occasion is greatly allayed by the disappointment of an alliance with your family; but I have explained to you how things have

happened You see my situation; and, as you are kind enough to consider it yourself, I hope you will excuse it to your son.

Lady M. O. Sir John Flowerdale, how do you do? You see we have obeyed your summons; and I have the pleasure to assure you, that my son yielded to my entreaties with very little disagreement: in short, if I may speak metaphorically, he is content to stand candidate again, notwithstanding his late repulse, when he hopes for an unanimous election.

Col. O. My lady, you may save your rhetoric; for the borough is disposed of to a worthier member. Jess. What do you say, sir?

Enter LIONEL and CLARISSA.

Sir J. F. Here are my son and daughter.
Lady M. O. Is this pretty, Sir John?

Sir J. F. Believe me, madam, it is not for want of a just sense of Mr Jessamy's merit that this affair has gone off on my side; but the heart is a delicate thing, and after it has once felt, if the object is me ritorious, the impression is not easily effaced; it would therefore have been an injury to him, to have given him in appearance what another in reality possessed.

Jess. Upon my honour, upon my soul, Sir John, I am not the least offended at this contre temps-Pray, Lady Mary, say no more about it.

Col. O. Tol, lol, lol, lol.

Sir J. F. But, my dear Colonel, I am afraid, after all, this affair is taken amiss by you; yes, I see you are angry on your son's account; but let me repeat it, I have a very high opinion of his merit.

Col. O. Ay! that's more than I have. Taken amiss! I don't take any thing amiss; I never was in better spirits, or more pleased, in my life.

Sir J. F. Come, you are uneasy at something,

Colonel?

Col. O. Me! gad I am not uneasy-Are you a justice of peace? Then you could give me a warrant, cou'dn't you? You must know, Sir John, a little accident has happened in my family since I saw you last, you and I may shake hands-Daughters, sir, daughters! Yours has snapped at a young fellow, without your approbation; and how do you think mine has served me this morning?-only run away with the scoundrel I brought to dinner here yesterday.

Sir J. F. I am excessively concerned.

Col. O. Now I'm not a bit concerned-No, damn me, I am glad it has happened; yet, thus far I'll confess, I should be sorry that either of them would come in my way, because a man's temper may sometimes get the better of him, and I believe I should be tempted to break her neck, and blow his brains out. Clar. But pray, sir, explain this affair.

Col. O. I can explain it no farther-Dy, my daughter Dy, has run away from us.

Enter DIANA and HARMAN.

Diana. No, my dear papa, I am not run away; and upon my knees I entreat your pardon for the folly I have committed; but, let it be some alleviation, that duty and affection were too strong to suffer me to carry it to extremity: and, if you knew the agony I have been in, since I saw you last

Lady M. O. How's this?

Har. Sir, I restore your daughter to you; whose fault, as far as it goes, I must also take upon myself; we have been known to each other for some time, as Lady Richly, your sister, in London, can acquaint you

Col. O. Dy, come here-Now, you rascal, where's your sword? if you are a gentleman, you shall fight me; if you are a scrub, I'll horsewhip you-Draw, sirrah Shut the door there; don't let him escape.

Har. Sir, don't imagine I want to escape; I am extremely sorry for what has happened, but am ready to give you any satisfaction you think proper

Col. O. Follow me into the garden then-Zounds! I have no sword about me-Sir John Flowerda elend us a case of pistols, or a couple of guns; and come and see fair play.

Lady M. O. Mr Oldboy, if you attempt to fight, I shall expire.

Sir J. F. Pray, Colonel, let me speak a word to you in private.

Col. O. Slugs and a sawpit

Jess. Why, Miss Dy, you are a perfect heroine for a romance-- -And pray who is this courteous knight?

Lady M. O. Oh, sir, you, that I thought such a pretty behaved gentleman!

Jess. What business are you of, friend?

Har. My chief trade, sir, is plain dealing; and, as that is a commodity you have no reason to be very fond of, I would not advise you to purchase any of it by impertinence.

Col. O. And is this what you would advise me to? Sir J. F. It is indeed, my dear old friend; as things are situated, there is, in my opinion, no other prudent method of proceeding; and it is the method I would adopt myself, was I in your case.

Col. O. Why, I believe you are in the right of it say what you will for me then.

Sir J. F. Well, young people, I have been able to use a few arguments, which have softened my neighbour here; and in some measure pacified his resentment. I find, sir, you are a gentleman, by your connexions?

Har. Sir, till it is found that my character and family will bear the strictest scrutiny, I desire no favour. And, for fortune

Col. O. Oh, rot your fortune! I don't mind that

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