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Frank. I cannot bear this trifling, Ranger, Strict. Go on; I will defend you, let who will when my heart is on the rack.

resent it. Ran. Come this way, then, and learn.

Ran. Why, then, sir, I declare myself your (JACINTHA, CLARINDA, Frankly, und Rano friend : and, were I as you, nothing but their imGER, retire.]

mediate marriage should convince me. [Me StricTLAND, Bellamy, and Meggot, ad Strict. Sir, you're right, and are my friend invance.

deed. Give me your hand. Strict. Why, I know not well what to say. Ran. Nay, were I to hear her say, I, Clarinda, This has a face. This letter may as well agree take thee, Charles, I would not believe them, till with Clarinda, as with my wife, as you have told | I saw them a-bed together. Now, resent it as the story; and Lucetta explained it so: but she, for a sixpenny piece, would have construed it the Strict. Ay, sir, as you will: but nothing less

shall convince me: and so, my fine lady, if you J. Meg. But, sir, if we produce this Mr Frank are in earnest ly to you, and he owns himself the author of this Cla. Sure, Mr Strictland letter

Strict. Nay, no founcing; you cannot escape.
Bel. And if Clarinda likewise be brought be Ran. Why, Frankly, hast no soul ?
fore your face to encourage his addresses, there Frank. I pity her confusion.
can be no farther room for doubt?

Ran. Pity her confusion ! the man's a fool
Strict. No. Let that appear, and I shall, I think Here, take her hand.
I shall, be satisfied--- But yet it cannot be-

Frank. Thus, on my knees, then let me ravish,
Bel. Why not? Hear me, sir. [They talk. with your hand, your heart.
(JACINTHA, CLARINDA, FRANKLY, and RAN Cla. Ravish it you cannot; for it is with all
GER, advance.


heart I give it you. Jac. In short, Clarinda, unless the affair is Strict. I am satisfied. made up directly, a separation, with all the Cla. And so am I, now it is once over. obloquy on her side, must be the consequence. Ran. And so am I, my dainty cousin; and I

Cla. Poor Mrs Strictland! I pity her : but, for wish you joy of a man your whole sex would go him, he deserves all he feels, were it ten times to cuifs for, if they knew him but half so well as I what it is.

do-Ha! she's here; this is more than I bargainJac. It is for her sake only, that we beg of you

ed for.

[Aside. both to bear his impertinence. Cla. With all my heart. You will do what

JACINTIA leads in MRS STRICTLAND. you please with me.

Strict. [Einbracing Mrs STRICTLAND.]-MaFrank. Generous creature !

dam, reproach me not with iny folly, and you Strict. Ha ! here she is, and, with her, the very shall never hear of it again. man I saw deliver the letter to Lucetta. I do Mrs Strict. Reproach you ! No! If ever you begin to fear I have made myself a fool. Now hear the least reflection pass my lips, forsake me for the proof. Here is a letter, sir, which has in that instant: or, what would yet be worse, given me great disturbance, and these gentlemen suspect again. assure me, it was writ by you.

Strict. It is enough. I am ashamed to talk to Frank. That letter, sir, upon my honour, I thee. This letter, which I wrote to your brother, left this morning with Lucetta, for this lady. thus I tear in pieces, and, with it, part for ever

Strict. For that lady! and Frankly, the name with my jealousy. at the bottoni, is not feigned, but your real name? Mrs Strict. This is a joy, indeed! As great as Frank. Frankly is my name.

unexpected. Yet there is one thing wanting, to Strict. I see, I feel myself ridiculous.

make it lasting. Jac. Now, Mr Strictland, I hope

Ran. Wat the devil is coming now? [Aside. J. Meg. Ay, ay; a clear case.

Mrs Strict. Be assured, every other suspicion Strict. I am satisfied, and will go this instant of me was as unjust as your last : though, perto Mrs Strictland.

haps, you had more foundation for your fears. Ran. Why, then, the devil fetch me if this Ran. She wont tell, sure, for her own sake. would satisfy me!

[aside. Strict. What's that?

Mrs Strict. All must be cleared, before my
Ran. Nay, nothing; it is no affair of mine. heart will be at ease.
Bel. What do you mean, Ranger?

Ran. It looks plaguy like it, though! (Aside. Strict. Ay, what do you mean? I will know Strict. What mean you? I am all attention. before I stir.

Mrs Strict. There was a man, as you suspect-
Ran. With all my heart, sir. Cannot you see ed, in my chainber last night.
that all this may be concerted matter between Strict. Ha! take care; I shall relapse.

Mrs Strict. That gentleman was he-
Frank. Ranger, you know I can resent. Ran. Here is a devil for you! [Aside

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Mrs Strict. Let him explain the rest.

Strict. No joking, I beseech you; you know Ran. A frolic, a mere frolic, on my life! not what I feel. Strict. A frolic! Zounds ! [They interpose. Ran. Then, seriously, I was mad, or drunk Ran. Nay, don't let us quarrel the very mo- enough, call it what you will, to be very rude to

declared yourself my friend. There this lady, for which I ask both her pardon and was nó harm done, I promise you. Nay, never yours. I am an odd sort of a fellow, perhaps; frown. After I have told my story, any satis- but I am above telling you, or any man, a lie, faction you are pleased to ask, I shall be ready damn me, if I am not! to give.

Strict. I must, I cannot but believe you; and Strict. Be quick, then, and ease me of my for the future, madam, you shall find a beart pain.

rcady to love, and trust you. No tears, I beg; I Ran. Why, then, as I was strolling about last cannot bear them. night upon the look-out, I must confess, chance, Mrs Strict, I cannot speak; and yet there is a and chance only, conveyed me to your house; favour, sirwhere I espied a ladder of ropes most invitingly Strict. I understand you; and, as proof of fastened to the window

the sincerity with which I speak, I beg it as a fa, Jac. Which ladder I had fastened for my vour, of this lady in particular,—[TO ČLARINDA) escape.

- and of all the company in general, to return to Strict. Proceed.

my house immediately, where every thing, Mr Ran. Up mounted I, and up I should have Bellamy, shall be settled to your entire satisfacgone, if it had been into the garret; it's all one to tion. No thanks; I have not deserved them. Ranger. I opened one door, then another, and, J. Meg. I beg your pardon, sir; the fiddles are to my great surprise, the whole house was silent; ready; Mrs Bellamy has promised me her hand, at last, I stole into a room where this lady was and I won't part with one of you till midnight; undressing

and, if you are as well satisfied as you pretend to Strict. Sdeath and the devil! You did not be, let our friend Rattle, here, begin the ball with dare, sure

Mrs Strictland; for he seems to be the hero of Ran. I don't know whether I had dared, or no, if I had not heard the maid say something of Strict. As you and the company please. her master's being jealous. Oh, damn me, Ran. Why, this is honest; continue but in this thought I, then the work is half done to my humour, and faith, sir, you may trust me to run hands!

about your house like a spaniel. I cannot suffiJuc. Do you mind that, Mr Strictland ? ciently admire at the whimsicalness of my good Strict. I do—I do, most feelingly.

fortune, in being so instrumental to this general Ran. The maid grew saucy, and, most conve- happiness

. Bellamy, Frankly, I wish you jov, niently to my wishes, was turned out of the with all my heart—though I had rather you should room; aud, if you had not the best wife in the be married than I, for all that Never did maworld

riinony appear to me with a smile upon her face, Strict. 'Ounds, sir ! But what right have till this instant. you

Ran. What right, sir? If you will be jealous Sure joys for ever wait each happy pair, of your wife without a cause; if you will be out When sense the man, and virtue crowns the at that time of night, when you might have been

fair, so much better employed at home; we, young And kind compliance proves their mutual care. fellows, think we have a right

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Bet. Is a tyrannical, positive, headstrong on his hands, for we two have been agreeing

Bel. There again I thank you. But, in short, what havock he has made with us. the old couple, Belinda's father and mine, have Cla, Yes; but we are but in a kind of fool's paboth agreed upon the match. They insist upon radise here: all our schemes are but mere castlecompliance from their children; so that, accord building, which your father, Mr Bellmont, and, ing to their wise heads, I am to be married off my dear Belinda--yours, too, are most obstinatehand to Belinda, and you and your sister, poor | ly determined to destroy. Clarissa, are to be left to shift for yourselves. Bel. Why, as you say, they are determined Bev. Racks and torments!

that I shall have the honour of Belinda's hand, Bel. Racks and torments! Seas of milk and in the country-dance of matrimony. ships of amber, man! We are sailing to our Belin. Without considering that I may like wished for harbour, in spite of their machina- another partner better, tions. I have settled the whole affair with Cla Bev. And without considering that I, forlorn rissa,

as I am, and ny sister, there, who is as well inBev, Have you?

clined to a matrimonial game of romps as any Bel. I have; and to-morrow morning makes girt in Christendom, must both of us sit down, me possessor of her charms.

and bind our brows with willow, in spite of our Bev. My dear boy, give us your hand : and strongest inclinations to mingle in the groupe. then, thou dear rogue, and then Belinda's mine! Belin. But we have planned our own happiness, Loll-toll-loll,

and, with a little resolution, we shall be successBel. Well, may you be in raptures, sir; for ful in the end, I warrant you. Clarissa, let us here, here, here they both come.

take a turn this way, and leave that love-sick pair to themselves: they are only fit company for

each other, and we may find wherewithal tó enEnter Belinda and CLARISSA,

tertain ourselves.
Bev. Grace was in all her steps; heaven in her Cla. Let us try: turn this way.

every gesture dignity and love.

Bel. Are you going to leave us, Clarissa ?
Belin. A poetical reception, truly! But can Cla. Only just sauntering into this side-walk :
not your passion inspire you to a composition of we sha’nt lose one another.
your own, Mr Beverley?

Belin. You are such a tender couple! you are Beo. It inspires me with sentiments, madam, not tired, I see, of saying pretty soft things to which I cannot find words to express. Suckling, each other. Well

, well! take your own way.
Waller, Landsdown, and all our dealers in love Cla. And, if I guess right, you are glad to be
verses, give but a faint image of a heart touched { left together?
like mine.

Belin. Who, I?
Belin. Puor gentleman! What a terrible ta-

Clu. Yes, yon;


king you are in! But, if the sonneteers cannot Belin. Not I truly: let us walk together.
give an image of you, sir, have you had recourse Cla. No, no; by no means : you shall be in-
to a painter, as you promised me?

dulged. Adieu! we shall be within call. Beo. I have, Belinda, and here~here is the

{Ereunt Bel. and Cla. humble portrait of your adorer.

Bev. My sister is generously in love with Belin. (Takes the picture.}-Well ! there is a

Bellmont: I wish Belinda would act as openly likeness; but, after all, there is a better painter towards me.

Aside. than this gentleman, whoever he be.

Belin. Well, sir! Thoughtful! I'll call Mr
Bev. A better! Now she is discontented ! Bellmont back, if that is the case.
(Aside.}--Where, madlam, can a better be found? Beo. She will call him back,
If money can purchase him

{Asides Belin, Oh! sir, when he draws for money, he

Belin. Am I to entertain you, or you me? never suceeeds. But, when pure inclination Ber). Madam! proinpts him, then his colouring is warm indeed. Belin. Madam!-ha, ha! why, you look as if He gives a portrait that endears the original. you were frightened : are you afraid of being Bev. Such an artist is worth the Indies!

left alone with me! Belin. You need not go so far to scek him : Beo. Oh! Belinda, you kuow that is the haphe has done your business already. The limner piness of life-butI mean, is a certain little blind god, called Love, Belin. But what, sir? and he has stamped such an impression of you Ber. llave I done any thing to offend you? here

Belin. To offend me? Beo. Madam, your most obedient: and I can Bev. I should bave been of the party last tell you, that the very same gentleman has been night; I own I should; it was a sufficient inat work for you tou.

ducement to me that you was to be there; it was Bel. (Who had been talking apart with Cla- my fault, and you, I sec, are piqued at it. kissa.]--Oh! he has had a world of business up Belin. I piqued!


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you'll put me out. What shall I play?-He will Mus. Upon my word, Mr Powder-Puff!go back with his answer in good time. Let bis Will. I have not, indeed; and flesh and blood, inaster wait till it suits our conveniency. Nine- let me tell you, can't hold it always at this rate. teen, clubs : where shall I go now?

I can't be for ever a slave to Mr Lovemore's Mus. Have done with your folly, Mr Imperti- eternal frolics, and to your second-hand airs. nent! My lady desires to know

Mus. Second-hand airs ! Wil. I tell you, woman, my master and I de Wil. Yes, second-hand airs ! you take them sire to have nothing to do with you and your lady. at your ladies' toilets with their cast gowns, and Twenty, diamonds.

(Plays. so you descend to us with them.—And then, on Mus. But I tell you, Mr Brazen, that my lady the other hand, there's my master :- Because he desires to know at what hour your master came chooses to live upon the principal of his health, home last night, and how he does this morning and so run out his whole stock as fast as he can,

Wil. Ridiculous! Don't disturb us with that he must have my company with him in his devil's nonsense now; you see I am not at leisure. I dance to the other world! Never at home till and my master are resolved to be teased no more three, four, five, six in the morning. by you; and so, Mrs Go-between, you may re Mus. Ay, a vile, ungrateful man ! always turn as you came.

What the devil shall I ranging abroad, and no regard for a wife that play? We will have nothing to do with you, I dotes upon him. And your love for me is all of

a piece. I have no patience with you both; Mus. You'll have nothing to do with us? But a couple of false, perfidious, abandoned profiiyou shall have to do with us, or I'll know the gates! reason why.

Wil. Hey! where is your tongue running? My (She snatches the cards from him, and throws master, as the world goes, is a good sort of a them about.]

civil kind of a husband; and I, heaven help me! Wil. Death and fury! this meddling woman a poor simpleton of a constant, amorous puppy, has destroyed my whole game. A man might who bears with all the whims of my little tyrant as well be married, as be treated in this fashion. here. Come and kiss me, you jade; come and

Side. I shall score you for this, Mr William : kiss me. I was sure of the cards, and that would have Mus. Paws off, Cæsar. Don't think to make made me up.

me your dupe. I know when you go with Wil. No, you'll score nothing for this. You him to this new lady, this Bath acquaintance; win too much of me. I am a very pretty an- and I know you are as false as my master, nuity to you.

and give all my dues to yours Mrs Miguionet Side. Annuity, say you? I lose a fortune to there. you in the course of the year. How could you, Wil. Hush ! not a word of that. I am ruinMrs Muslin, bebave in this sort to persons of our ed, pressed, and sent on board a tender directly, dignity?

if you blab that I trusted you with that secret.Mus. Decamp with your dignity; take your But to charge me with falsehood ! — injustice answer to your master : turn upon your rogue's and ingratitude !--My master, to be sure, does heel, and rid the house.

drink an agreeable dish of tea with the widow. Side. I shan't dispute with you. I hate wrangl-He has been there every evening this month ing : I leave that to lawyers and married people; past. How long things are to be in this train, they have nothing else to do. Mr William, 1 Heaven only knows. But he does visit there, and shall let sir Bashful know, that Mr Lovemore I attend him. I ask my master, sir, says I, what will be at home for him. When you come to time will you please to want me? He fixes the our house, I'll give you your revenge. We can hour, and 'I strut by Mrs Mignionet, without so have a snug, party there, and I promise you a much as tipping her a single glance. She stands glass of choice Champaigne : it happens to be a watering at the mouth, and a pretty fellow that, good batch; sir Bashful gets none of it: I keep says she : Ay gaze on, say I, gaze on: I know it for my own friends. Au revoir. [Erit. what you would be at : you would be glad to

Wil. (To Muslin.) You see what mischief have me: but sour grapes, my dear; and so you have made.

home I come, to cherish my own lovely little Mus. Truce with your foolery; and now, sir, wanton: you know I do, and after toying with be so obliging as to send my lady an answer to thee, I fly back to my master, later indeed than her questions : How and when your rakehelly be appoints, but always too soon for him. lle master came home last night?

is loth to part: he lingers and dangles, and I W'il. I'll tell you one thing, Mrs Muslin; you stand cooling my heels. Oh ! to the devil I and my master will be the death of me at last. In pitch such a life! the name of charity, what do you both take me Mus. Why don't you strive to reclaim the vile for? Whatever appearances may be, I am but man? of mortal mould; nothing supernatural about Wil. Softly; not so fast. I have my talent to

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Enter LoVEMORE and Sir BRILLIANT. the drift of his inclinations ? Can I give him a new taste, and lead him as I please? And to Love. My dear sir Brilliant, I must both pity whom? To his wife? Ridiculous! A wife has no and laugh at you. Thou art metamorphosed inattraction now; the spring of the passions flies to the most whimsical being! back; it won't do.

Sir Bril. If your raillery diverts you, go on Mus. Fine talking! and you admire yourself with it. This is always the case : apply for sober for it, don't you? Can you proceed, sir? advice, and your friend plays you off with a joke.

Wil. I tell you a wife is out of date ; the Love. Sober advice ! very far gone, indeed.-time was--but that's all over; a wife is a drug There is no such thing as talking soberly to the now; mere tarwater, with every virtue under tribe of lovers. That eternal absence of mind heaven, but nobody takes it.

that possesses you all! There is no society with Mus. Have done, or I'll print these ter nails you. I was damnable company myself, when I upon your rogue's face.

was one of the pining herd: but a dose of matriWii. Come and kiss me, I say.

mony has cooled me pretty handsomely; and Mus. A fiddlestick for your kisses, while you here comes repetatur haustus. encourage your master to open rebellion against

Enter MUSLIN. the best of wives.

Wil. I tell you 'tis all her own fault. Why Mus. My lady sends her compliments, and does not she study to please him as you do begs to know how you do this morning.

Come and throw your arms about my Love. [Aside to Sir BRILLIANT.] The novelty neck.

of the compliment is enlivening— It is the devil Mus. As I used to do, Mr Impudence? to be teased in this manner.

What did you say, Wil. Then I must force you to your own child ? good. [Kisses her.] Pregnant with delight! egad, Mus. My lady hopes you find yourself well if my master was not in the next room

this morning.

Bell rings. Love. Ay, your lady: give her my compliMus. Hush! my lady's bell : how long has he ments, and tell her--and tell her 1 hope she is been up?

well, and

Yarns. Wil. He has been up-[Kisses her.] 'Sdeath! Mus. She begs you won't think of going out, you have set me all on fire. [Kisses her. without seeing her.

Mus. There, there ; have done now; the bell Love. To be sure, she has such variety every rings again. What must I say? When did he time one sees her--my head aches woefullycome home?

tell your lady-I shall be glad to see her; I'll Wil. He came home-[Kisses her.] he came wait on her-[Yawns.}-tell her what you will. home at five this morning; damned hiinself for Mus. A brute! I shall let my lady know, sir. a blockhead; (Kisses.] went to bed in a surly

[Exit Mus. humour; was tired of bimself and every body Love. My dear sir Brilliant, you see me an exelse, (Bell rings, he kisses her.] and he is now ample before your eyes. Put the widow Belltip-toe spirits with sir Brilliant Fashion in that mour out of your head, and let my lord Etheroom yonder.

ridge be the victim for you. Mus. Sir Brilliant Fashion ! I wish my lady Šir Bril. Positively no; my pride is picqued. would mind what he says to her_You grcat My lord Etheridge shall find me a more formibear! you have given me such a Aush in my dable rival than he imagines. By the way, how face! [Takes a pocket looking-glass.] look long has the noble peer been in England ? pretty well, I think. There (Kisses him.), have Love. His motions are unknown to me. (Aside,] 'done, and let me be gone.

[Exit. I don't like that question. His lordship is in Wil. There goes high and low life contrasted France, is not he? in one person. She has not dived to the bottom Sir Bril. No; he is certainly returned. The of my master's secrets; that's one good thing.-match is to be concluded privately. He visits What she knows, she'll blab. We shall hear of her incog. this widow from Bath: but the plot lies deeper Love. (Forcing a laugh.) Oh! no; that canthan they are aware of. Inquire they will; and not be; my lord Etheridge loves parade. I canlet them, say I; their answer will do them no not help laughing. The jealousy of you lovers good. Mr Lovemore visit the widow Bell- is for ever conjuring up phantoms to torment • mourWe know no such person. That's yourselves. My dear sir Brilliant, wait for what they'll get for their pains. Their puzzle realities; there are enough in life, and you may will be greater than ever, and they may sit down teach your fancy to be at rest, and give you no to chew the cud of disappointed malice. Hush! further trouble. my master and sir Brilliant ; I'll take care of a Sir Bril. Nay, don't let your fancy run away single rogue, and get me out of their way. with you. What I tell you, is the real truth.

[Exit. Love. Well, if it be true, and if lord Ethe

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