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pray come back, my dear--I am afraid my be- | is to be married to my sister to-morrow or next haviour is rather too abrupt---Perhaps, too, it day! may displease you.
Celia. I knew it was so intended; but his beČelia. I can be displeased with nothing from haviour this morning, and the intercessions of my you, sir; and am ready to obey you, be your mother, had, I own, won upon me strangely; commands what they will.
and induced me to believe that I only was the Sir John. Commands, Celia !---That's a bard object of his pursuit. word.
Sir John. I am thunderstruck !Celia. I am sorry it offends you.
Celia. My mother made me clearly perceive, Sir John. You know best, Celia, whether it that the completion of his marriage would be an ought to offend me---would I could read the sen- injury to Araminta. She told me, too, sir, that timents of your heart! Mine are but too appar- you yourself would be my adviser in the affair, ent-In short, my dear, you know the purport and even persuade me to accept it. of your father's will---dare you fulfil it?
Sir John. O, the malicious woman! Celia. To the minutest circumstance--- It is my Celia. In that, indeed, I perceive she greatly duty.
erred. And I only mean this as a confession Sir John. Ah, Celia! that word duty destroys of what is past, and of what is now at an end the obligation.
For the future, I give myself to your Celia. Sir !
guidance alone, and am what you directSir John. I don't know how it is, but I am
[Giving her hand to him. afraid to ask you the only question, which, sin Sir John. Thou amiable softness! No, Celia; cerely answered, could make me happy---or mi- however miserable I may be myself, I will not serable.
(Half aside. make you so; it was your heart, not your Celia. Let me beg of you, sir, to ask it freely. hand, I aspired to. As the former has been se
Sir John. Well, then------is your heart your duced from me, it would be an injustice to us own !--- Celia! that hesitation confirms my both, to accept of the latter. As to Mr Modely, fears. You cannot answer in the affirmative; and lady Beverley, I have not deserved this and have too much humanity for what I feel, to treachery from them, and they shall both feel add to my torments--Good God !---and is it pos- my resentment. sible, that an acquaintance of a few days should Celia. Sir! entirely obliterate the attentive assiduity, the Sir John. She told me, indeed, there was a tender anxieties, which I have shewn for years ? favoured lover; and my suspicions fell very --but I understand it all too well. Mine were turally upon Belmour. Nay, even now, nothe awful, though heart-felt attentions of a pa- thing but that lovely sincerity—which undoes rent: his, the sprightly address of a presuming me-could make me credit this villainy of Modelover. His easy assurance has won upon your ly. O Celia! what a heart have I lost ! affections; and, what I thought my greatest me Celia. You cannot, shall not lose it; worthrit, has undone me.
less as it is, 'tis yours, and only yours, my father, Celia. You were so good, sir, a little while guardian, lover, husband ! ago, to pity my confusion; pity it now; and,
[Hangs upon him, weeping. whilst I lay my heart open before you, be again that kind, that generous friend, which I have al
Enter ARAYINTA. ways found you. Sir John. Go on.
Ara. Hey-day! what a scene is here! What Celia. It is in vain for me to dissemble an ig- is the matter with ye both? norance of your meaning; nor would I, if I could. Sir John. O sister! that angel goodness, that I own I have been too much pleased with Mr mirror of her sex, has ruined me. Modely's conversation.
Aru. Ruined vou! how? Sir John. Modely's!
Sr John. Nay, I am not the only sufferer :Celia. Let me go on. His intended marriage Modely is false to you, as her mother is to all of with Araminta gave him a freedom in this family, which it was not my business to restrain. His Ara. I don't understand you. attention to my mother, and the friendly manner Sir John. You will too soon. My suspicions in which he executed some commissions of con- of Belmour were all a chimera ; it is your impisequence to her, gave him frequent opportuni- ous Modely who has possession of her heart. ties of talking to me. I will confess, too, that To me she is lost irrecoverably. Going his appearance and his manner struck me. But Ara. Stay, brother! I was so convinced of his real passion for Ara Sir John. I canuot; my soul's too full. minta, that I never dreamt of the least attachment to me, till
Ara. Pray, Miss Beverley, what is the meaning Sir John.Till what, when-Modely? Why, he of all this?
Celia. I cannot speak —
quite hard hearted? No bowels of compassion [Throwing herself into a chair. for so accomplished a damsel ? Ara. I'll be hanged if this fellow Modely Celia. (Interposing.] Dear madamn ! dear Arahas not talked you into an opinion, that he is in minta ! love with you. Indeed, my dear, your youth and Lady Bev. Stand away, child — Desert, mainexperience may lead
into strange scrapes ; dam, is not always attended with saccess; nor and that mother of yours is enough to turn any confidence neither. There are some women so girl's head in the universe. Come, come, unrid- assured of their conquest, as even to disgust a dle this affair to me.
lover on the very day of marriage. Celia. Alas, madam! all I know is, that the dra. Was my behaviour ever such ? only man I ever did, or ever can esteem, despi Lady Bev. I really cannot say, Mrs Araminses me, and, I fear, hates me,
ta ; but the world, you know, is censorious Ara. Hates you! he doats upon you to distrac- enough, when a match is broken off so near its tion. But, pray, did Modely ever make any se conclusion, generally to charge the inconstancy of rious addresses to you?
the lover to some defect of his mistress. Celia. Alas! but too often.
Ara. I defy him to produce any. Ara. The hypocrite! but I'll be even with Judy Bev. And yet he has certainly left you; him. And your mother, I suppose, encouraged never, never to return ! bim? An infamous woman! But I know her Ara. Insolent ! drift well enough
Celia. (Interposing.] Dear Araminta !
Ara. But your ladyship may be mistaken even Enter LADY BEVERLEY.
in that, too. I may find hiin at his solicitations
again; and if I doLady Beo. Where is my poor girl? I met sir Lady Bev. You'll take him. John Dorilant in such a furious way, that he Ara. Take him?-Daggers and poison sooner. seems to have lost all common civility. What Lady Bev. Poor creature ! Come, Celia, words have they done to you, child ?
do but aggravate her misfortune. We only disAra. Done to her? What has your ladyship turb her. You see, my dear, what are the efdone to her? I knew your little artifices long fects of too violent a passion. It may be a les
your future conduct. Lady Bev. My artifices, Araminta!
Ara. Look you, lady Beverley, don't provoke Aru. Your artifices, Jady Beverley; but they are all to no purpose; the girl has too good Lady Bev. Why, what will ye do? an understanding to be imposed on any longer; Celiu. (Interposing.) For leaven's sake, maand your boasted machinations are as vain and damempty in their effects, as in their contrivance. Ludy Bev. I fancy, Mrs Araminta, instead of
Ludy Beo. What does the woman mean? But quarrelling, we had better join forces. If we the loss of a lover, I suppose, is an excuse for could but get the girl out of the way, we might ill-breeding. Poor creature! if the petulancy of both succeed. thy temper would let me, I could almost pity Ara. You are a wicked woinan. thee. The loss of a lover is no agreeable thing; Lady Bev. Poor creature ! shall I say any but women at our time of life, Mrs Araminta, thing to my cousin Modely for you? You know I inust not expect a lasting passion.
have weight with him. Ara. Scarce any at all I believe, if they go a Ara. Yes, madam ; you may tell him that his wooing themselves. For my part, I have had connections with you have rendered bim rithe satisfaction of being solicited, however.-diculous; and that the revenge of an injured And I am afraid my rustic brother never gave woman is never contemptible.
[Erit. your ladyship’s solicitations even the slightest en Lady Bev. [Leading off Celia on the other couragement. How was it? Did you find him side.] Poor creature ! Coine along, child.
Enter Sir John DORILANT.
suffer, much less any prospect of a mean revenge, make me act unbecoming my character.
Enter ARAMINTA. Ara. Well, brother, I hope you are resolved to marry this girl?
Sir John. Marry her, my dear Araininta! Can
you think it possible, that I should have so pre Stew. Nay, 'tis not my interest, but your ho posterous a thought? No, my behaviour shall de nour's. Though that, indeed, I may call my inserre, but not over-rule, her inclinations. Were I terest, for I am sure I love your honour. to seize the tender opportunity of her present dis Sir John. I know thou dost, Jonathan; and I position, the world would ascribe it to her for an too hasty-but leave me now. If the gentune; and I am sure my deceased and valuable tleman will do me the favour of staying all night, friend, however kindly he meant to me in this af- I may satisfy him in the inorning. My head and fair, never intended that I should make his daugh-heart are too full now, for any business which ter unhappy.
concerns my fortune, Ara. But I tell you she loves you; and you
[Erit Sir Jons. must, and shall
Stew. Something goes very wrong with my Sir John. Ah, sister, you are willing to dispose poor master. Sonie love nonsense or other, I of her any way. That worthless lover of yours suppose. I wish all the women were in the butstill hangs about your heart, and I have avoided tom of the sea, for my part. seeing him on your account, as well as Celia's.
[Erit Steuard. Ara. To shew how mistaken you are in all
Enter LADY BEVERLEY and CELIA. this, I have given him up totally. I despise, and hate him; nay, I am upon the brink of a resolu Lady Bev. I thought it requisite, sir John, as tion to give myself to another.-[Sir John shakes I heard you had something of importance to his head.]-I am, I assure you; his friend, Mr transact with my daughter, to wait upon you with Belmour, is by no means indifferent on the sub- her. ject.
Sir John. Was that necessary, madam? I Sir John. And is this revenge on yourself, a begged the favour of Miss Beverley's company proof of your want of passion for him ?-ah, only. Araminta! Come, come, my dear; I own I think Lady Bev. But a mother, you know, sir John, him unworthy of you, and would resent his usage who has a tender concern for her child to the utınost, did not I clearly perceive that it Sir John. Should shew it on every occasion. would appear mercenary in myself, and give real Lady Bev. I find, sir John, there is some mispain both to you and Celia.
understanding at present, which a woman of pruAra. I actually don't know what to say to you. dence and experience might be much better con
Sir John. You had better say nothing. Your sulted upon, than a poor young thing, whosespirits, at present, are too much alarmed. I have Sir John. Not at all, "madam; Celia has all sent for Celia hither; a short hour may deter- , the prudence I require, and our present convermine the fate of all of us. I know my honoura- sation will soon be over. ble intentions will give her great uneasiness. But · Lady Bev. Nay, sir John, to be sure I am not it is my duty which exacts them from me. You afraid of trusting my daughter alone with you.-had better take a turn or two in some other A man of your discretion will undoubtedly be part of the garden : I see my steward coming guilty of no impropriety. But a third person, this way; I may want your assistance but too sometimes, where the parties concerned are a lit
[Exit Ara. tle too much influenced by their passions, has oc
casioned very substantial, and very useful effects. Enter the Sleaard.
I have known several instances of it, in the course Have you brought these papers I bade you look of my experience. for?
Sir John. This, madam, will not be one of Stew. Yes, sir. But there is the gentleman them. How teasing?
[Walking aside. within to wait upon your honour, concerning the Lady Bev. I find, sir John, that you are deestate you intended to purchase. It seems a termined to have your own way, and therefore mighty good bargain,
will shew you, by my behaviour, that I know Sir John. I cannot speak to him now. what good manners require; though I do not al
Stew. Your honour always used to be punc-ways meet with the same treatment from other tual.
people. Sir John. Alas! Jonathan, I may be punctual
[Erit Lady Bev. again to-morrow. Give me the papers. Did Sir John. Now, Celia, we are alone, and I Miss Beverley say she would come to me? have many excuses to make to you for the im
Stew. Immediately, sir. But I wish your ho- passioned sallies of our late conversation, which nour would consider, such bargains as these do i do most sincerely-Can you pardou them? not offer every day.
Celia, Alas! sir, 'tis I who ought to entreat Sir John. Heigh ho !
pardon. Stea. It joins so conveniently, too, to your Sir John. Not in the least, madam; I have no honour's own estate
-within a hedge, as I may blame to cast upon you for any part of your consay.
duct. Your youth and inexperience, joined to Sir John. Prithce, don't plague me.
the goodness of your heart, are sufficient apolo
any shadow of indiscretion which might | terruption, madam, when I find you thus aappear in your behaviour. I am afraid mine lonewas not so irreproachable. However, Celia, I Celia. (Rising.)- I would choose to be alone. shall endeavour to make you all the amends in Mode. Madam! my power; and to shew you that it is your hap Celia. (After a little pause. - In short, Mr piness, not my own, which is the object of my anx- Modely, your behaviour to me, of late, is what I iety. Your father's will is but too clear in its inten can by no means approve of. It unbecoming tions. But the purity of his heart never meant your character as a man of honour; and would to promote ny felicity at the expence of yours.- be a stain to the ingenuous modesty of my sex You are, therefore, madam, entirely at liberty for me to suffer. from this moment, to make your choice where Mode. You surprise me, madam! Can the you please. This paper will entitle you to that adoration of an humble love—the timid advance authority; and this will enable you to bestow of a man, whom your beauty has undone, be such your fortune where you bestow your hand. Take unpardonable offences ? them, my dear. Why are you so disturbed ? (Celia looks with indignation at him, and Alas! Celia, I see too plainly the cause of these
is going off emotions. You only wish the happy man, to Mode. (Catching hold of her, and falling on whom you have given your heart, loved you as I his knees.}Nay, madam, you must not leave do! But I beg pardon; and will only add one caution, which my duty demands of me, as your Celia. Rise, sir, or I am gone this moment. I guardian, your protector, and your father's friend. thought of flying from you, but my soul disdains You have been a witness of Modely's transac-it. Know, then, sir, that I am mistress of mytions with my sister. Have a care, therefore, self; mistress of my fortune ; and may bestow Celia ! be sure of his firm attachment, before my hand wherever my heart directs it. you let your own hurry you into compliance. Mode. My angel ! These papers give you up all power on my part;
[Coming eagerly up to her. but, as an adviser, I shall always be ready to be Celia. What do you mean? consulted.
Mode. That you may make the most sincere of Celia. My tears and my confusion have hi- lovers the happiest of mankind. The addition therto hindered me from answering ; not the in- of your fortune will add splendour to our felicividious suggestion, which you have so cruelly ty; and the frowns of disappointed love only charged me with. What friend, what lover have heighten our enjoyments. 1, to engross my attentions? I never had but Celia. Oh, thou vile one! how does that cruel, one, and he has cast me off for ever. O, sir, generous man, who has rejected ine, rise on the give me the papers, and let me return them comparison ! where my soul longs to place them.
Mode. Rejected you Sir John Dorilant ! Sir John. No, Celia; to accept them again Celia. Yes, Mr Modely, that triumph, at least, would impeach the justice of my whole proceed is yours. I have offered myself, and been reing. It would make it look like the mean arti- fused. My hand and fortune equally disdained. fice of a mercenary villain, who attempted to But may perpetual happiness attend him, wheregain, by stratagem, what his merits did not entitle ever his honest, honest heart shall fix ! him to. I blush to think of it. I have perform Mode. O, madam, your inexperience deceives ed my office. Be mistress of yourself, and let you. He knows the integrity of your mind, and me fly from a combat to which I find myself un trusts to that for recompense. His seeming disequal.
[Exit Sir Joux. interestedness is but the surer method of com(Celia sits down, leaning her hand on her pleting his utmost wishes. head.
Celia. Blasphemer, stop thy tongue ! The pu
rity of his intentions is as much above thy inaEnter Modely and BELMOUR.
lice, as thy imitation.
She walks to one side of the stage, and Mode. Hist! Hist! He has just left her, and
MODELY stands disconcerted on the in a fine situation for my approaches. If you
other. are not yet, satisfied, I will make
all differences with you another time. Get into the ar
Enter LADY BEVERLEY. bour, and be a witness of my triumph. You Lady Bev. Well, child, what has the man said shall see me, like another Cæsar-Come, see, to thee? Cousin Modely, your servant ! you find and overcomne.
our plot would not take; they were too quick upon [BEL. goes into the arbour. us. Hey day! what has been doing here? Mode. [Comes forward, walks two or three Mode. o, madam, you are my only refuge! a turns by her, bowing as he passes, without being wretch, on the brink of despair, flies to you for taken notice of, then speaks. ]—If it is not an in-protection. That amiable creature is in ful Vol. II.
possession of herself and fortune, and yet rejects Ara. Agreeable rascal! [Aside.)—Be quiet, my tenderest solicitations.
can't you; you think one so forward, now. Lady Bev. Really! What is all this? Tell me, Mode. I cannot, will not be restrained, when Celia, has the man actually given up all right and the dear object of my wishes meets me with kind title to thee, real and personal? Come, come; I compliance in her eyes and voice To-mormust be a principal actress, I find, in this affair. row !---'Tis an age-why should we wait for that? Decency and decorum require it. Tell me, child, To-night, my angel ! to-night may make us one; is it so?
and the fair prospect of our halcyon days even Celia. Sir John Dorilant, madam, with a gene- from this hour begin. rosity peculiar to himself, (cruel generosity!) has Ara. Who would not think this fellow, with cancelled every obligation which could confine his blank verse now, was in earnest? But I know my choice. These papers confirm the freedom him thoroughly. [Aside.}.-Indeed, Mr Modely, you he has given memand rob me of all future are too pressing; marriage is a serious thing. comfort.
Besides, you know, this idle bustle betwixt my Lady Bev. Indeed! I did not expect this of brother and Celia, which you seem to think me him; but I am heartily glad of it. Give me the ignorant of, and which you, in some measure,
though undesignedly, I daresay, have occasioned, Celia. No, madam: useless as they are, they may obstruct us a little. are yet my own.
Mode. Not at all, my dear; an amusement en Lady Bev. Useless !-What do you mean? passant; the mere raillery of gallantry on my side, Has the base'man laid any other embargo on the to oblige her impertinent mother (who, you know, child?
has a penchant for sir John herself) was the whole Celia. I cannot bear, madam, even from you, insignificant business, -Perhaps, indeed, I to hear sir John Dorilant treated with disrespect. was something blameable in it. Useless !- Yes, they shall be useless. Thus, thus, Ara. Why, really, I think so, in your situation. I tear them into atoms! and disdain a liberty, but are you sure it went no further ?-nothing which but too justly reproaches my conduct. - else passed between you ? Your advice, madam, has already made me mi Níode. Nothing in nature. serable; but it shall not make me ungrateful or Ara. Dear me, how mistaken people are! I unjust.
[Erit CELIA. cannot say that I believed it; but they told me, Lady Beo. I am astonished ! I never saw the that you had actually proposed to marry ber; girl in such a way before.- Why, this is arrant that the girl was near consenting; and that the disobedience, cousin Modely! I must after her, mother was your friend in the affair. and know the bottom of it.---Don't despair.
Mode. The mere malice and invention of la[Erit Lady BEVERLEY. dy Beverley. Bel. [Coming out of the arbour.] Come, sce, Ara. And there is not a word of truth in it, overcome !-09
then? Mode. [Humming a tune.] You think I am Mode. Not a syllable You know my soul is disconcerted now?
yours. Bel. Why, really, I should think something of Ara. O thou villain !I thought to have kept that kind.
my temper, and to have treated you with the Mode. You never were more mistaken in your contempt you deserve; but this insolence is inlife.—Egad ! 'tis a spirited girl. She and sir tolerable !.-Can you imagine that I am a stran John Dorilant were certainly born for one an ger to your proceedings? a deaf, blind idiot? other. I have a good mind to take compassion O, I could tear this foolish heart, which, cheated of them, and let them come together. They must by its passion, has encouraged such an insult! and shall be man and wife, and I will e'en go How, how have I deserved this treatment? back to Araminta.
[Bursting into tears Bel. Thou hast a most astonishing assurance ! Mode. [Greatly alarmed. By holy faith! by
Mode. Hush !-She is coming this way !-get every power above! you, and you only, are the into your hole again, and be dumb.--Now you passion of my soul! May' every curse shall see a scene of triumph indeed.
Ara. Away, deceiver! these tears are the tears Bel. Have a care, Cæsar ! you have the Britons of resentment.---My resolution melts not in my to deal with,
[Retires. eyes. 'Tis fixed unalterably! You might ima
gine, from the gaiety of my temper, that it had Enter ARAMINTA.
its levity, too: But know, sir, that a woman, who Ara. What! are they gone, and my wretch has once been duped, defies all future machinahere by himself? O that I could dissemble a tions. little!' I will, if my heart bursts for it.--0, Mode. Hear me, madam !-nay, you shall hear Mr Modely, I am hálf ashamed to see you! but me.my brother bas signed those odious writings ! Ara. Shall !--insufferable insolence !--Go, sir !
Mode. Then, thus I seize my charmer ! for any thing which regards me, you are free as