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Aim. She consented after to the match; and entitles me to the moiety of this lady's fortune, still I dare believe she will be just.

which, I think, will amount to ten thousand Arch. To herself, I warrant her, as you should pounds! have been.

Aim. Not a penny, Archer. You would have Aim. By all my hopes, she comes, and smiling cut my throat just now, because I would not decomes !

ceive this lady. Enter DORINDA, mighty gay.

Arch. Ay, and I'll cut your throat still, if you

should deceive her now. Dor. Come, my dear lord-I fly with impa- Aim. That's what I expect; and, to end the patience to your arms -The minutes of my dispute, the lady's fortune is twenty thousand absence were a tedious year. Where's this priest? pounds; we'll divide stakes; take the twenty

thousand pounds, or the lady! Enter F016ARD.

Dor. How! Is your lordship so indifferent ? Arch. Oops, a brave girl!

Arch. No, no, madam; his lordship knows Dor. I suppose, my lord, this gentleman is very well that I'll take the money; I leave you to privy to our affairs?

his lordship, and so we're both provided for. Arch. Yes, yes, madam, I'm to be your

father.

Enter FOIGARD. Dor. Come, priest, do your othce.

Arch. Make haste, make haste; couple them Foig. Arra fait, de people do say you be all
any way. [Takes AIMWELL's hand.] Come, ma-robbed, joy.
dam, I'ın to give you-

Aim. The ladies have been in some danger, sir,
Dor. My mind's altered; I won't.
Arch. Eh,

Foig. Upon my shoul, our inn be robbed, too.
Aim. I confounded.

Aim. Our inn ! By whom?
Foig. Upon my shoul, and so is myshelf. Foig. Upon my shalvation, our landlord has
Arch. What's the matter now, madan? robbed bimself, and run away wid de money.

Dor. Look'e, sir, one generous action deserves Arch. Robbed himself?
another- - This gentleman's honour obliged Foig. Ay, fait! and me, too, of a hundred
him to hide nothing from me; my justice enga- pounds!
ges me to conceal nothing from him; in short, Arch. Robbed you of a hundred pounds!
sir, you are the person that you thought you Forg. Yes, fait, honey! that I did owe to him.
counterfeited; you are the true lord viscount Aim. Our money's gone, Frank.
Aimwell, and I wish your lordship joy. Now, Arch, Rot the money, my wench is gone-
priest, you may be gone; if my lord is now pleas- Sçuvez vous quelquechose de Alademoiselle Cherry!
ed with the match, let his lordship marry me in
the face of the world.

Enter a fellow, with a strong bor and letter. Aim. Archer, what does she mean?

Fel. Is there one Martin here!
Dor. Here's a witness for

my
truth.

Arch. Ay, ay--who wants him?

Fel. I have a box here, and a letter, for him. Enter Sir CHARLES and MRS SULLEN.

Arch. (Taking the bor.] Ha, ha, ha! whiat's Sir Cha. My dear lord Aimwell, I wish you here? Leyerdemain ! By this light, my lord, our joy.

money again! But this unfolds the riddle. [OpenAim. Of what?

ing the letter, reads.] Hum, bum, hum-- ), Sir Cha. Of your honour and estate. Your 'tis for the public good, and must be communibrother died the day before I left London ; and cated to the company. all your friends have writ after you to Brussels; among the rest I did myself the honour.

• Mr Martin, Arch. Hark’c, sir kuight, don't you banter My father, being afraid of an impeachment

by the rogues that are taken tv-night, is gone Sir Cha. 'Tis truth, upon my honour.

off'; but if you can procure him a pardon, he'll Aim. Thanks to the pregnant stars that formed make great discoveries, that may be useful to this accident.

the country. Could I have met you, instead of Arch. Thanks to the womb of time that brought your master, to-night, I would have delivered it forth; away with it!

myself into your hands, with a sum that mucb Aim. Thanks to my guardian angel that led me exceeds that in your strong box, which I have to the prize- [Taking Dorinda's hand. sent you, with an assurance to my dear Martin, Arch. And double thanks to the noble sir

that I shall ever be liis most faithful friend, till Charles Freeman. My lord, I wish you joy

Cuerry BONIFACE, My lady, I wish you joy Sdeath, I'm There's a billet-doux for you! -_ As for the fagrown straugely airy upon this matter--My lord, ther, I think he ought to be encouraged ; and for how d'ye?-A word, my lord. Don't you re- the daughter-pray, my lord, persuade your bride member something of a previous agreement that to take her into her service instead of Gipsey.

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Aim. I can assure you, madam, your deliver- Sir Cha. And have you succeeded ? ance was owing to her discovery.

Sul. No. Dor. Your command, my lord, will do without Arch. The condition fails of his side-Pray, the obligation. I'll take care of her.

madam, what did you marry for? Sir Cha. This good company meets opportune- Mrs Sul. To support the weakness of my sex, ly in favour of a design I have in behalf of my by the strength of his, and to enjoy the pleasures unfortunate sister. I intend to part her from her of an agreeable society. husband Gentlemen, will you assist me?

Sir Cha. Are your expectations answered ? Arch. Assist you ! 'Sdeath, who would not? Mrs Sul. No. Foig. Ay; upon my shoul, we'll all ashist.

Foig

. Arra, honeys! a clear cause, a clear Enter SULLEN.

Sir Cha. What are the bars to your mutual Sul. What's all this? They tell me, spouse, contentment? that you had like to have been robbed.

Mrs Sul. In the first place, I can't drink ale Mrs Sul. Truly, spouse, I was pretty near it, with him. had not these two gentlemen interposed.

Sul. Nor can I drink tea with her, Sul. How came these gentlemen here?

Mrs Sul. I can't hunt with

you. Mrs Sul. That's his way of returning thanks, Sul. Nor can I dance with you. you must know.

Mrs Sul. I hate cocking and racing, Foig. Ay; but upon my conscience, de ques- Sul. I abhor ombre and piquet. tion be a-propos for all dat.

Mrs Sul. Your silence is intolerable. Sir Cha. You promised last night, sir, that you Sul. Your prating is worse. would deliver your lady to me this morning. Mrs Sul. Have we not been a perpetual ofSul. Humph.

fence to each other--a gnawing vulture at the Arch. Humph! What do you mean by humph? | heart? --Sir, you shall deliver her In short, sir, we Sul. A frightful goblin to the sight? have saved you and your family; and, if you are Mrs Sul. A porcupine to the feeling? not civil, we'll unbind the rogues, join with them, Sul. Perpetual wormwood to the taste? and set fire to your house- -What does the man Mrs Sul. Is there on earth a thing we can mean? Not part with his wife! Foig. Arra, not part wid your wife! Upon my Sul. Yes

to part. shoul, de man dosh not understand common shi- Mrs Sul. With all my heart. vility.

Sul. Your hand. Mrs Sul. Hold, gentlemen; all things here must Mrs Sul. Here. move by consent. Compulsion would spoil us. Sul. These hands joined us, these shall part Let my dear and I talk the matter over, and you

--Awayshall judge it between us.

Mrs Sul. East, Sul. Let me know first, who are to be our Sul. West. judges. -Pray, sir, who are you?

Mrs Sul. North. Sir Cha. I am sir Charles Freeman, come to Sul. South; far as the poles asunder. take away your wife.

Foig. Upon my shoul, a very pretty sheremony! Sul. And you, good sir?

Sir Cha. Now, Mr Sullen, there wants only Aim. Thomas, viscount Aimwell, come to take my sister's fortune to make us easy. away your sister,

Sul. Sir Charles, you love your sister, and I Sul. And you, pray, sir?

love her fortune: every one to his fancy. Arch. Francis Archer, esq. come

Arch. Then you won't refund? Sul. To take away my mother, I hope-Gen- Sul. Not a stiver, tlemen, you're hcartily welcome. I never met Arch. What is her portion ? with three more obliging people since I was born Sir Cha. Twenty thousand pounds, sir. --And now, my dear, if you please, you shall Arch. I'll pay it. My lord, I thank him, has have the first word.

enabled me, and, if the lady pleases, she shall go Arch. And the last, for five pounds. (Aside. home with me. This night's adventure has provMrs Sul. Spouse.

ed strangely lucky to us all-- For captain Gibbet, Sul, Rib.

in his walk, has made bold, Mr Sullen, with your Mrs Sul. How long have you been married ? study and escritore, and has taken out all the

Sul. By the almanack, fourteen months ;-but, writings of your estate, all the articles of marby my account, fourteen years.

riage with your lady, bills, bonds, leases, receipts Mrs Sul. 'Tis thereabout, by my reckoning. to an infinite value; I took them from him, and

Foig. Upon my conshience, dere accounts vil will deliver them to sir Charles. agree.

[Gives him a parcel of papers and parchments. Mrs Sul. Pray, spouse, what did you marry for? Sul. How, my writings ! my head aches conSul. To get an heir to my estate.

suinedly. Well, gentlemen, you shall have her Vol. II.

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fortune, but I can't talk. If you have a mind, of an untasted happiness, and the other in their sir Charles, to be merry, and celebrate my sis deliverance from an experienced misery. ter's wedding, and my divorce, you may command my house; but my head aches consumedly! . Both happy in their several states we find; Scrub, bring me a dram.

• These parted by consent, and those conjoinArch. 'Twould be hard to guess which of these ed. parties is the better pleased, the couple joined, • Consent, if mutual, saves the lawyer's fee; or the couple parted; the one rejoicing in hopes • Consent is law enough to set you free.?

THE

BRITISH DRAMA;

COMPREHENDING

THE BEST PLAYS

IN

THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.

COMEDIES.

VOL. II.-- PART II.

LONDON,

PUBLISHED BY WILLIAM MILLER, OLD BOND-STREET.

PRINTED BY JAMES BALLANTYNE,

EDINBURGH.

1804.

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