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SCENE I.-The Park.
see you in this way: banish your suspicions:
you have conceived some strange aversion, I am Enter Sie John Restless and Robert, from
afraid, to my lady, sir? a house in the side scene.
Sir John. No, Robert; no aversion : in spite of Sir John, Sir John Restless! sir John Rest
I dote upon her still. less ! thou hast played the fool with a vengeance! Rob. Then, why will you not think generously, What devil whispered thee to marry such a wo- sir, of the person you love? My lady, I dare be man? Robert, you have been a faithful servant, and I value you. Did your lady go out at Sir John. Is false to me. That embitters my this door here into the Park, or did she go out at whole life. I love her, and she repays me with the street-door?
ingratitude, with perfidy, with falsehood, with Rob. This door, sir.
Rob. I dare be sworn, sir, she is a woman of Sir John. Robert, I will never live in a house honour. again that has two doors to it.
Sir John. Robert, I have considered you as a Rob, Sir!
friend in my house : don't you betray me, too : Sir John. I will give warning to my landlord don't attempt to justify her. instantly. The eyes of Argus are not sufficient Rob. Dear sir, if you will but give me leave : to watch the motions of a wife, where there is a you have been an indulgent master to me, and I street-door, and a back-door, to favour her an only concerned for your welfare. You marescapes.
ried my lady for love, and I have heard you so Rob. Upon my word, sir, I wish-you will
Par warm in her praise : why will you go back from don my boldness, sir-I wish you would shake off those sentiments ? this uneasiness that preys upon your spirits. It Sir John. Yes, I married her for love-Oh! grieves me to the heart-it does, indeed, sir, to love ! love! what mischief dost thou not occa
sion in this world? Yes, Robert, I married herthere-there—there, the thing is evident: you for love. When first I saw ber, I was not so may go in, Robert. much struck with her beauty, as with that air of Rob. Indeed, sir, Ian ingenuous mind that appeared in her counte Sir John. Go in, I sav; go in. Dance; her features did not so much charai me Rob. There is no persuading him to his own with their symmetry, as that expression of sweet- good.
Erit Ros. ness, that smile, that indicated ailability, modesty, Sir John. Gone towards the Horse Guards! and compliance. But, honest Robert, I was de-My head aches; my forehead burns; I am cutceived : I was not a month married, when I saw ting my horns. Gone towards the Horse Guards! her practising those very smiles at her glass : IT'il pursue her thither; if I find her, the time, the saw through the artifice'; plainly saw there was place, all will informn against her. Sir John Sir nothing natural in her manner, but all forced, all John! you were a madman to marry such a wostudied, put on with her head-dress. I was
[Erit. alarıned; I resolved to watch her from that mo
Enter BEVERLEY and BELLMONT, at opposite ment, and I have scen such things!
sides, Rob. Upon my word, sir, I believe you wrong her, and wrong yourself: you build on ground Bev. Ha! My dear Bellmont? A fellow sufless surmises; you make yourself unhappy, and ferer in love is a companion well met. my lady, too; and, by being constantly uneasy, Bel. Beverley, I rejoice to see you. and never shewing her the least love, you'll for Bev. Well! I suppose the same cause bas give me, sir-you fill her mind with strange sus- brought us both into the Park: both caine to picions, and so the mischief is done.
sigh our amorous vows in the friendly gloom of Sir John, Suspicions, Robert?
yonder walk. Belinda keeps a perpetual war of Rub. Ya, sir; strange suspicions! My lady love and grief, arid hope and fear in my heart : finds herself treated with no degree of tender and let me see-[Lays his hand on BELLMONT's ness; she infers that your inclinations are fixed breast.}-how fares all here? I fancy my sister elsewhere, and so she is become-you will par- is a little busy with you? don my blunt honesty-she is become downright Bel. Busy! She inakes a perfect riot there.jealous—as jealous as yourself, sir.
Not one wink the whole night. Oh! Clarissa, Sir John. "Oh! Robert, you are little read in her form so animated! Her eyes sothe arts of women; you little know the intrica Bev. Prithee! truce ; I have not leisure to atcies of their conduct; the mazes through which tend to her praise : a sister's praise, too! the they walk, shifting, turning, winding, running in- greatest merit I could ever see in Clarissa is, to devious paths, but tending all through a laby- that she loves you freely and sincerely. rinth into the temple of Venus. You cannot sce, Bel. And, to be even with you, sir, your Bethat all her pretences to suspect me of infidelity, linda! upon my soul, notwithstanding all your laare merely a counter-plot to cover ber own loose vish praises, her highest perfection, in iny mind, is designs. It is but a gauze covering, though; it is her sensibility to the merit of my friend. seen through, and only serves to show her guilt Bev. Oh, Bellmont! Such a girl! But tell me the more.
honestly, now, do you think she has ever betrayRob. Upon my word, sir John, I cannot sec ed the least regard for me? Sir John. No, Robert; I know
Be!. Ilow can you, who have such convincing Her suspicions of me all make against her; they proofs, how can you ask such a question? That are female stratagems; and yet, it is but too true, uneasiness of yours, that inquietude of mindthat she still is near my heart. Oh! Robert, Bev, Pritliee, don't fix that character upon Robert! When I have watched her at a play or elsewhere; when I have counted her oglings, Bel. It is your character, my dear Beverley: and her whisperings, her stolen glances, and her instead of enjoying the object before you, you artful leer, with the cunning of her sex, she has are ever looking back to something past, or conpretended to be as watchful of me: dissembling, jecturing about sounething to come, and are your false, deceitful woman!
own selt-tormentor. Rob. And yet, I dare assure you
Bez. No, no, no: don't be so severe : I hate Sir John. No more ; I am not to be deceived; the very notion of such a temper: the thing is, I know her thoroughly, and now---now--has not when a man loves tenderly, as I do, solicitude she escaped out of my house, even now ?
and anxiety are natural; and, when Belinda's faRob. But with no bad design.
ther opposes my warmest wishesSir John. I a!n the best judge of that: which Bel. Why, yes; the good Mr Blandford is wilway did she go?
ling to give her in marriage to me. Rob. Across the Park, sir; that way, towards Beo. The senseless old dotard ! the Horse Guards.
Bel. Thank you for the compliment! And my Sir John. Towards the Horse Guards! There father, the wise sir William Bellmont
Ber. 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, poorly 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 Beo. 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 gaine of romps as any Bel. I have; and to-morrow morning makes girl 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 Enter Belinda and CLARISSA.
each other, and we may find wherewithal to en
tertain ourselves. Bev. Grace was in all her steps; heaven in her
Cla. Let us try: turn this way. eye; in 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 Bev. 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 Cla. Yes, you; the coy Belinda! 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 into a painter, as you promised me?
dulged. Adieu! we shall be within call. Bev. I have, Belinda, and here-here is the
[Ercunt 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 Beo. A better! Now she is discontented !- Bellmont back, if that is the case. (Aside.)-Where, ma lam, can a better be found ? Beo. She will call him back. If money can purchase him—
[ Aside Belin. Oh! sir, when he draws for money, he
Belin. Am I to entertain you, or you me? never suceeeds. But, when pure inclination Ben. Madam ! prompts 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 seek bim : Bro. Oh! Belinda, you know that is the haphe has done your business already. The limper piness of iny life-buit I mean, is a certain little blind god, called Love, Belin. But what, sir? and he has stamped such an impression of you Ber. Ilare I done any thing to offend here
Belin. To offend me? Beo. diadam, your most obedient: and I can Beo. I should have been of the tell you, that the very same gentleman has been night; I own I should; it was a sufficient inat work for you too.
ducement to me that you was to be there; it was Bel. (l'ho had been talking apart with Cla- wy fault, and you, I see, are piqued at it. Rissa.]--Oh! he has had a world of business up Belin. I piqued!
Beo. I see you are; and the company per-| pretation of my words and actions cannot be imceived it last night. I have heard it all : in mere proper. resentment you directed all your discourse to Belin. But these little humours may grow up, Mr Bellmont.
and gather into the fixed disease of jealousy at Belin. If I did, it was merely accidental. last. (LADY RESTLESS crosses the stage, and
Bev. No, it was deliberately done: forgive rings a bell at the door.] And there now—there my rash folly in refusing the invitation : I meant goes a lady who is a victim to her own fretful no manner of harı.
imagination. Belin. Who imagines you did, sir ?
Bev. Who is the lady, pray? Bev. I beg your pardon, Belinda : you take Belin. My lady Restless. Walk this way, and offence too lightly:
I will give you her whole character. I am not Belin. Ha, ha! what have you taken into acquainted with her ladyship, but I have heard your head now? This uneasiness is of your own much of her. This way. making : I have taken nothing ill, sir.
[E.reunt BELINDA and BEVERLEY, Bev. You could not but take it ill; but by all Lady Rest. [Ringing at the door.) What do that's amiable about you, I meant not to incur these servants mean? There is something going your displeasure : forgive that abrupt answer I forward here. I will be let in, or I will know sent: I should have made a handsomer apology. the reason why. [Rings again.] But, in the
Belin. Apology ! you was engaged, was not mean time, sir Jolin can let any body he pleases you?
out at the street-door : I'll run up the steps here, Beo. I said so; I own it, and beg your par- and observe.
[Erit. donBelin. Beg my pardon! for what? Ha, ha ! Tattle opens the door, Karman
MALET follows her. Beo. I only meant
Tut. Who rung this bell? I don't see any boBelin. Ha, ha! can you think I see any thing dy; and yet I am sure the bell rung. Well, in your message to be offended at, sir?
Mrs Marmalet, you will be going, I see? Beo. I was wrong: I beg your pardon. Where Mar. Yes, Mrs Tattle; I am obliged to leave you were concerned, I own I should have ex- you. I'll step across the Park, and I shall soon pressed myself with more delicacy, than those reach Grosvenor-Square. When shall I see you hasty words
-1 am engaged, and can't wait at our house? upon you to-night. I should have told you that Tat. Heaven knows when I shall be able to my heart was with you, though necessity drag- get out: my lady leads us all such lives ! I wish I ged me another way: this omission you resented. had such another place as you have of it. I could learn, since, what spirits you were in the Mar. I have nothing to complain of. the whole evening, though I enjoyed nothing in Tat. No, that you have not: when shall I get your absence. I could hear the sallies of your such a gown as that you have on, by my lady? She wit, the sprightliness of your conversation, and will never fling off such a thing, and give it to a on whom your eyes were fixed the whole night. poor servant ! Worry, worry, worry herself, and
Belin. They were fixed upon Mr Bellmont, every body else, too.
Re-enter LADY RESTLESS.
Lady Rest. No; there is nobody stirring that Belin. Upon my word, sir, whoever is your way: What do I see? A hussy coming out of author, you are inisinformed. You aların me with these fancies, and you know I have often Mar. Well, I must be gone, Mrs Tattle; fare told you,
that you are of too refining a temper: you well. you create for yourself imaginary misunder Ludy Rest. She is dizened out, too! why did standings, and then are ever entering into expla- not you open the door, Tattle, when I rung nations. But this watching for intelligence, from Tat. I came as soon as possible, madam. the spies and misrepresenters of conversation, Lady Rest. Who have you with you here? betrays strong symptoms of jealousy. I would What is your business, mistress? not be married to a jealous man for the world.
[To MARMALET. Bed. Now she's seeking occasion to break off. Mar. My business, madam? [.Aside.)-Jealousy, madam, can never get admis Lady Rest. In confusion, too! The case is sion into my breast. I am of too generous a plain. You come here after sir John, 1 suppose ? temper: a certain delicacy I own I have; I va Mar. I come after sir John, madam? lue the opinion of my friends, and, when there Lady Rest. Guilt in her face! Yes, after sir are circuinstances of a doubtîul aspect, I am Jobn: and, Tattle, you are iu the plot aginst me; glad to set things in their true light. And if I you were favouring her escape, were you? do so with others, surely with you, on whom my Tat. I favour her escape, madam! What ochappiness depends, to desire a favourable inter-casion for that? This is Mrs Marinalet, madam;
an acquaintance of mine, madam; as good a will have it in our marriage articles, that I must kind of body as any at all.
not be plagued with your guspicions. Lady Rest. Oh! very fine, mistress !
you Bev. I subscribe, madam. bring your creatures after the vile man, do Belin. I will have no inquiries where I am go
ing to visit : no following me from place to Mar. I assure you, madam, I am a very honest place : and if we should chance to ineet, and girl.
you should perceive a man of wit, or a pretty Lady Rest. Oh! I dare say so. Where did fellow, speaking to me, I will not have you fidgetyou get that gown?
ting about on your chair, knitting your brow, and Mar. La, madam! I came by it honestly; my looking at your watch— My dear, is it not time lady Conquest gave it to me.
I live with my
to go home? my love, the coach is waiting :'lady Conquest, madam.
and, then, if you are prevailed upon to stay, I Lady Rest. What a complexion she has !- will not have you converse with a Yes, sir,' and How long have you lived in London?
a ‘No, sir,' for the rest of the evening, and then Mar. Three years, madam.
wrangle with me in the carriage all the way Lady Rest. In London three years with that home, and not be commonly civil to me for the complexion! it can't be : perhaps, she is paint- rest of the night. I, positively, will have none ed: all these creatures paint. You are all so of this. many painted dolls. [Rubs her face with a white Bev. Agreed, madam; agreedhandkerchief.] No, it does not come off. So, Belin. And you shan't tell me you are going Mrs Tattle, you bring fresh country girls here to out of town, and then steal privately to the play, my house, do you?
or to Ranelagh, merely to be a spy upon me. I Tat. Upon my credit, madam
positively will admit no curiosity about my letLady Rest. Don't tell me! I see through this
you were to open a letter of mine, I affair. Go you about your business, mistress, should never forgive you. I do verily believe, and let me never see you about my doors again : if you were to open my letters, I should hate go, go your ways.
you. Mar. Lord, madam! I shan't trouble your Bev. I subscribe to every thing you can ask. house. Mrs Tattle, a good-day. Here's a deal You shall have what female friends you please; to-do, indeed! I have as good a house as hers lose your money to whom you please; dance to go to, whatever she may think of herself. with what beau you please; ride out with whom
[Exit. you please; go to what china-shop you please; Lady Rest. There, there, there ! see there! and, in short, do what you please, without my she goes off in a huff! the way with them all.- attempting to bribe your footmen, or your maid, Ay! I see how it is, Tattle : you false, ungrate for secret intelligence. ful—that gown was never given her by a wo Belin. Oh, lud! Oh, lud! that is the very man; she had that from sir John. Where is sir strain of jealousy. Deliver me! there is my faJohn?
ther yonder, and sir William Bellmont with him. Tat. Sir John an't at home, madam.
Fly this instant! fly, Mr Beverly, down that
Bev. You promise, then-
Belin. Don't talk to me now : what would you Lady Rest. Tattle, I know you fib, now. But be at? I am yours, and only yours, unalterably I'll sift this to the bottom. I'll write to my lady Fly! begone! leave me this moment. Conquest to know the truth about that girl, that Bev. I obey : I am gone.
[Erit. was here but now,
Belin. Now, they are putting their wise heads Tat. You will find I told you truth, madam. together to thwart all my schemes of happi
Lady Rest. Very well, Mrs Pert. I'll go, and ness : but love, imperious love, will have it write this moment. Send Robert, to give me an otherwise. account of his master. Sir John, sir John, you will distract me.
Enter MR BLANDFORD and SIR WILLIAM Re-enter Belinda and BeveRLEY,
BELLMONT. Belin. Ay! but that quickness, that extreme Bland. Sir William, since we have agreed upsensibility, is what I am afraid of. I positively on every thingwould not have a jealous husband for the world. Sir Wil. Why yes, Mr Blandford, I think
Beo. By Heaven ! no earthly circumstance shall every thing is settled. ever make me think injuriously of you:
Jealou Bland. Why, then, we have only to acquaint sy! ha, ha, ha! it is the most ridiculous pas- the young people with our intentions, and so consion! ha, ha!
clude the affair without delay. Belin. You may laugh, sir; but I know your Sir Wil. That is all, sir. over refining temper too well; and I absolutely Bland. As to my girl, I don't mini her non