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she, my lor---'tis one of de pigeons---de pigeons, To-morrow morning is fixed for your departure, d'amour !
and, if we lose this opportunity, we may wish in Lord Ogle. Don't be ridiculous, you old mon vain for another. He approaches---I must rekey.
[Smiling. ure. Speak, my dear Fanny; speak, and make us Cun. I am monkee, I am ole, but I have eye, happy! I have ear, and a little understand, now and
(Exit Lovewill. den.
Fan. Good Heaven! What a situation am I Lord Ogle. Taisez vous, béte.
in! What shall I do? What shall I say to him? Can. Elle vous aitend, my lor. She vil make I am all confusion. a love to you. Lord Ügle. Will she? Have at her, then! A
Enter Lord OGLEBY and CANTON. fine girl cannot oblige me more--
-- Egad, I find Lord Ogle. To see so much beauty so solitary,
Can. Noting at all, indeed.
had a favour to request, my lord !
ed with your commands, is an inexpressible fa
vour done to me, madam. Love. My dear Fanny, I cannot bear your dis Fan. If your lordship could indulye me with tress! It overcomes all my resolutions, and I am the honour of a moment's What is the matter prepared for the discovery.
Lord Ogle. The girl's confused !---be !---here's parture!
something in the wind, faith---I'll have a tete-àLore. I'll tell you. Lord Ogleby seems to en tete with her--- Allez vous en ! tertain a visible partiality for you; and, notwithstanding the peculiarities of his behaviour, I Can. I go—Ah, pauvre Mademoiselle! my lor, am sure that he is hu mane at the bottom. He is have pitie upon the
poor pigeone! vain to an excess; but, withal, extremely good-na Lord Oyle. I'll knock you down, Cant. if you're tured, and would do any thing to recommend impertinent.
[Smiling. himself to a lady. Do you open the whole at Can. Den I mus away [Shuffies along.}fair of our marriage to him immediately. It will You are mosh please, for all dat. come with more irresistible persuasion from you, than from myself; and I doubt not but you'll Fan. I shall sink with apprehension. . (Aside. gain bis friendship and protection at once.
Lord Oyle. What a sweet girlshe's a civiinfluence and authority will put an end to sir lized being, and atones for the barbarism of the John's solicitations, remove your aunts and sis- rest of the fainily. ter's uphindness and suspicions, and, I hope, re Fan. My lord !-1.concile your father and the whole family to our
(She curtsies, and blushes. marriage.
Lord Ogle. [Addressing her.}--I look upon it, Fun. Heaven grant it! Where is my lord? madam, to be one of the luckiest circumstances
Love. I have heard hiin and Canton, since din- of my life, that I have this moment the honour of ner, singing French songs under the great walnut receiving your commanels, and the satisfaction of tree, by the parlour-door. If you meet with him confirming, with my tongue, what my eyes perin the garden, you may disclose the whole imme- haps, have but too weakly expressed that i am diately.
literally-the humblest of Fun. Dreadful as the task is, I'll do it. Any Fan. I think myself greatly honoured by your thing is better than this continual anxiety.
lordship’s partiality to me; but it distresses me, Lore. By that time the discovery is made, 1) that I am obline, in my present situation, to apwill appear to second you. Hla! here comes my ply to it for protection. lord. Now, my dear Fanny, summop up all
Lord Ogle. I am happy in your distress, mayour spirits, plead our cause powerfully, and be dam, because it gives me an opportunity to shew sure of success.
[Going. my zeat. Beauty, to me, is a religion in which I Fan. Ah, don't leave me!
was born and bred a bigot, and would die a marLove. Nay, you must let me.
tyr. I am in tolerable spirits, faith! Fan. Well, since it must be so, I'll obey you,
[ Aside. if I have the power, Oh, Lovewell!
Fan. There is not, perhiaps, at this moment, a Love. Consider, our situation is very critical, more distressed creaiure than myself
[ Aside, and erit.
duty, hope, despair, and a thousand different sen- softer passions, the criminal is pardoned and distiments, are struggling in my bosom; and even missed. Let us return, madam, to the highest the presence of your lordship, to whom I have luxury of exalted minds--a declaration of love flown for protection, adds to my perplexity. from the lips of beauty.
Lord Ogle. Does it, madam?-Venus forbid ! Fun. The entrance of a third person has a --My old fault; the devil's in me, I think, for little relieved me, but I cannot go through with perplexing young women. [Aside, and smiling.) it; and yet I must open my heart with a dis-Take courage, madam! dear Miss Fanny, ex covery, or it will break with its burthen. plain. You have powerful advocate in my Lord Ogle. What passion in her eyes! I am breast, I assure you-My heart, madam-I am alarmed to agitation! [Aside. I presume, maattached to you by all the laws of sympathy and dam, (and as you have flattered me, by making delicacy. By my honour, I am !
me a party concerned, I hope you'll excuse the Fan. Then I will venture to unburthen my presumption) thatmind--Sir John Melvil, my lord, by the most Fun. Do you excuse my making you a party misplaced and mistimed declaration of affec- concerned, my lord, and let me interest your tion for me, has made me the unhappiest of heart in my behalf, as my future happiness or
misery in a great ineasure depend Lord Ogle. How, madam! Has sir John made Lord Ogle. Upon me, madam? his addresses to you?
Fan. Upon you, my lord.
(Sighs. Fan. He has, my lord, in the strongest Lord Ogle. There's no standing this: I have terms. But I hope it is needless to say, that my caught the infection-her tenderness dissolves duty to my father, love to my sister, and regard me.
(Sighs. to the whole family, as well as the great re Fan. And should you too severely judge of a spect I entertain for your lordship, [Curtseying.] rash action which passion prompted, and momade me shudder at bis addresses.
desty has long concealedLord Ogle. Charming girl ! Proceed, my dear Lord Ogle. [Taking her hand.] Thou amiable Miss Fanny, proceed!
creature, command my heart, for it is vanquished! Fan. In a moment-agive me leave, my lord! Speak but thy virtuous wishes, and enjoy them.
-But if what I have to disclose should be re Fan. I cannot, my lord; indeed, I cannot. ceived with anger or displeasure
Mr Lovewell must tell you my distresses; and Lord Ogle. Impossible, by all the tender when you know thein, pity and protect me. powers Speak, I beseech you, or I shall di
Erit in tears. vine the cause before you utter it.
Lord Ogle. How the devil could I bring her Fan. Then, iny lord, sir John's addresses are to this? It is too much too much I can't bear not only shocking to me in themselves, but are it-I must give way to this amiable weakness, more particularly disagreeable to me at this time [Wipes his eyes.] My heart overflows with sym
[Hesitating. pathy, and I feel every tenderness I have inLord Ogle. As what, madam?
spired. [Stifles a tear,] How blind have I been Fan. As-pardon my confusion~I anı en to the desolation I have made! How could I tirely devoted to another.
possibly imagine that a little partial attention and Lord Ogle. If this is not plain, the devil's intender civilities to this young creature should it-Aside.) But tell me, iny dear Miss Fan- have gathered to this burst of passion! Can I ny, for I must know; tell me the how, the when, be a man, and withstand it? No---I'll sacrifice the and the where-Tell me
whole sex to her. But here comes the father, Enter Canton hastily,
quite apropos. I'll open the matter immediately,
settle the business with him, and take the sweet Can. My lor, my lor, my lor!
girl down to Ogleby House to-morrow morning. Lord Ogle. Damn your Swiss impertinence ! But what the devil! Miss Sterling, too! What how durst you interrupt me in the most critical mischief's in the wind now? melting moment that ever love and beauty honoured me with ?
Enter Mr STERLING and Miss STERLING. Can. I demarde pardonne, my lor! Sir John Ster. My lord, your servant! I am attending Melvil, my lor, sent me to beg you do him de my daughter here upon rather a disagreeable afloneur to speak a little to your lordship. fair. Speak to his lordship, Betsey.
Lord (gle. I'm not at leisure--I am busy Lord Ogle. Your eyes, Miss Šterling-for I Get away, you stupid old dog, you Swiss rascal, always read the eyes of a young lady—betray
some little emotion. What are your commands, Can. Fort bien, mv lor.
madam? (Canton goes out on tiptoe. Miss Ster. I have but too much cause for my Lord Ogle. By the laws of gallantry, madam, emotion, my lord ! this interruption should be death: but, as po Lord Ogle. I cannot compiend my kinsman's punishment ought to disturb the triumph of the behaviour, madam. He has behaved like a false
knight, I must confess. I have heard of his Lord Ogle. Why, what will they say ! apostasy. Miss Fanny has informed me of it. Ster. That you're a bold man, my lord; that's
Miss Ster. Miss Fanny's baseness has been all. the cause of sir John's inconstancy.
Lord Ogle. Mr Sterling, this may be city wit, Lord Ogle. Nay, now, my dear Miss Sterling, for aught I know. Do you court my alliance? your passion transports you too far. Sir John Ster. To be sure, my lord. may have entertained a passion for Miss Fanny; Lord Ogle. Then I'll explain—My nephew but, believe me, my dear Miss Sterling, believe won't marry your eldest daughter : nor I neither me, Miss Fanny has no passion for sir John. -Your youngest daughter won't marry him: She has a passion, indeed, a most tender passion. I will marry your youngest daughter. She has opened her whole soul to me, and I Ster. What ! with a youngest daughter's forknow where her affections are placed.
tune, my lord?
[Conceitedly. Lord Ogle. With any fortune, or no fortune Miss Ster. Not upon Mr Lovewell, my lord; at all, sir. Love is the idol of my heart, and the for I have great reason to think that her seeming demon, Interest, sinks before him. So, sir, as I attachment to him, is, by his consent, made use said before, I will marry your youngest daughter; of as a blind to cover her designs upon sir John. your youngest daughter will marry me.
Lord Ogle. Lovewell! No, poor lad! she does Ster. Who told you so, my lord ? not think of him.
[Smiling Lord Ogle. Her own sweet self, sir. Miss Ster. Have a care, my lord, that both Ster. Indeed ! the families are not made the dupes of sir John's Lord Ogle. Yes, sir; our affection is mutual; artifice, and my sister's dissimulation! You don't your advantage double and treble; your daughknow her; indeed, my lord, you don't know her; ter will be a countess directly—I shall be the a base, insinuating, perfidious—It is too much, happiest of beings; and you'll be father to an She has been beforehand with me, I perceive. earl instead of a baronet. Such unnatural behaviour to me! But since I Ster. But what will my sister say? and my see I can have no redress, I am resolved that daughter? some way or other I will have revenge. [Erit. Lord Ogle. I'll manage that matter; nay,
if Ster. This is foolish work, my lord !
they won't consent, I'll run away with your Lord Ogle. I have too much sensibility to bear daughter in spite of you. the tears of beauty.
Sier. Well said, my lord ! your spirit's good; Ster. It is touching, indeed, my lord; and very I wish you had my constitution! but if you'll moving for a father.
venture, I have no objection, if my sister has Lord Ogle. To be sure, sir! You must be dis none. tressed beyond measure! Wherefore, to divert Lord Ogle. I'll answer for your sister, siryour too exquisite feeling, suppose we change A propos ! the lawyers are in the house. I'll have the subject, and proceed to business.
articles drawn, and the whole affair concluded Ster. With all my heart, my lord.
to-morrow morning. Lord Ogle. You see, Mr Sterling, we can make Ster. Very well! and I'll dispatch Lovewell to no union in our families by the proposed marriage. London immediately for some fresh papers I
Ster. And I am very sorry to see it, my lord. shall want, and I shall leave you to manage mat
Lord Ogle. Have you set your heart upon be ters with my sister. You must excuse me, my ing allied to our house, Mr Sterling?
lord, but I can't help laughing at the matchSter. 'Tis my only wish at present, my omni- He, he, he! what will the tolks say? [Erit. um, as I may call it.
Lord Ogle. What a fellow am I going to make Lord Ogle. Your wishes shall be fulfilled. a father of? Ile has no more feeling than the Ster. Shall they, my lord! but how-how? post in his warehouse-But Fanny's virtues tune Lord Oyle. I'll marry in your family.
me to rapture again, and I won't think of the Ster. What! my sister lleidelberg
rest of the family. Lord Ogle. You throw me into a cold sweat, Mr Sterling! No, not your sister; but your
Enter Lovewell, hastily. daughter.
Love. I beg your lordship's pardon, my lord: Ster. My daughter !
are you alone, my lord? Lord Ogle. Fanny !-Now the murder's out! Lord Ogle. No, my lord, I ain not alone; I am Ster. What! you, my lord?
in company, the best company. Lord Ogle. Yes, I ; I, Mr Sterling !
Love, My lord ! S!er. No, no, my lord; that's too inuch. Lord Ogle. I never was in such exquisite en
[Smiling: chanting company since my heart first conceived, Lord Ogle. Too much! I don't comprehend or my senses tasted pleasure. you.
Love. Where are they, my lord? Sler. What, you, my lord, marry my Fanny !
[Looking about. Bless me, what will the folks say?
Lord Ogle. In my mind, sir,
Love. What company have you there, my lord ? Love. Marry her!-What do you mean, my
[Smiling. lord! Lord Ogle. My own ideas, sir, which so crowd Lord Ogle. Miss Fanr.y Sterling that is; the upon my imagination, and kindle in it such a de-countess of Ogleby that shall be. lirium of ecstacy, that wit, wine, music, poetry, Love. I am astonished ! all combined, and each perfection, are but mere Lord Ogle. Why, could you expect less from mortal shadows of my felicity,
me? Love. I see that your lordship is happy, and I Love. I did not expect this, my lord. rejoice at it.
Lord Ogle. Trade and accounts have destroyLord Ogle. You shall rejoice at it, sir; my feed your feeling. licity shall not sellishly be contined, but shall Love. No, indeed, my lord.
[Sighs. spread its influence to the whole circle of my Lord Ogle. The moment that love and pity enfriends. I need not say, Lovewell, that you shall tered my breast, I was resolved to plunge into have your share of it.
matrimony, and shorten the girl's tortures-I neLove. Shall I, my lord ?–Then I understand ver do any thing by halves ; do I, Loven ell? you; you have heard- Miss Fanny has informed Love. No, indeed, my lord. [Sighs.] What an you
accident! Lord Ogle. She has; I have heard, and she Lord Ogle. What's the matter, Lovewell? thou shall be happy; 'tis determined.
seein'st to bave lost thy faculties! Why don't
Love. O, I do, my
[Sighs. Lord Ogle. O yes; poor creature, how could Lord Ogle. She said that you would explain she help it? Twas unavoidable-Fate and ne- what she had not power to utter; but I wanted cessity.
no interpreter for the language of love. Love. It was, indeed, my lord. Your kindness Love. But has your lordship, considered the distracts me.
consequences of your resolution! Lord Ogle. And so did the poor girl, faith! Lord Ogle. No, sir, I am above consideration,
Love. She trembled to disclose the secret, and when my desires are kindled. declare her affections ?
Love. But, consider the consequences, my lord,
Lord Ogle. Sir John has considered no conse-
fuse his daughter to sir John.
Love. Your generosity overpowers me. [Bow- Sterling's daughter. ing.] I was afraid of her meeting with a cold re Love. But what will become of Miss Sterling, ception. Lord Ogle. More fool you, then.
Lord Ogle. What's that to you ?Who pleads her cause with never-failing beauty, I have her, if you will
. I depend upon Mr Ster• Here finds a full redress.' [Strikes his breastliny's city-philosophy, to be reconciled to lord Ogle
by's being his son-in-law, instead of sir John MelShe's a fine girl, Lovewell.
vil, baronet. Don't you think that your master Love. Her beauty, my lord, is her least merit. may be brought to that, without having recourse She has an understanding
to his calculations! Eh, Lovewell? Lord Ogle. Her choice convinces me of that. Love. But, my lord, that is not the question. Love. [Bowing.] That's your lordship’s good Lord Ogle. Whatever is the question, I'll tell
Her choice was a disinterested one. you my answer. I am in love with a fine girl, Lord Ogle. No, no; not altogether; it began whom I resolve to marry. with interest, and ended in passion.
Enter SiR JOHN MELVIL. Love. Indeed, my lord, if you were acquainted with her goodness of heart, and generosity of What news with you, sir John ?—You look all mind, as well as you are acquainted with the in- hurry and impatience-like a messenger after a ferior beauties of her face and person
battle. Lord Ogle. I am so perfectly convinced of Sir John. After a battle, indeed, my lord! I their existence, and so totally of your mind, touch- have this day had a severe engagement, and, ing every amiable particular of that sweet girl, wanting your lordship as an auxiliary, I have at that, were it not for the cold unfeeling impedi- last mustered up resolution to declare what my ments of the law, I would marry her to-morrow duty to you and to myself have demanded from, morning.
me some time. Love. My lord !
Lord Ogle. To the business, then, and be as Lord Ogle. I would, by all that's honourable in concise as possible, for I am upon the wing—eh, man, and amiable in woman,
Lovewell? [He smiles, and LOVEWELL bows.
my lord ?
Sir John. I find 'tis in vain, my lord, to strug. same thing to me: won't it, Lovewell? [Conceitgle against the force of inclination.
edly.] Why don't you laugh at him? Lord Ogle. Very true, nephew; I am your wit Love. I do, my lord. [Forces a smile. ness, and will second the motion-shan't I, Sir John. And your lordship will endeavour to Lovewell? [Smiles, and LovEwell bous. prevail on Mrs Heidelberg to consent to my mar
Sir John. Your lordship's generosity encoura riage with Miss Fanny? ges me to tell you, that I cannot marry Miss Lord Ogle. I'll speak to Mrs Heidelberg about Sterling.
the adorable Fanny as soon as possible. Lord Ogle. I am not at all surprised at it Sir John. Your generosity transports me! she's a bitter potion, that's the truth of it; but Lord Ogle. Poor fellow, what a dupe! he litas you were to swallow it, and not I, it was your tle thinks who's in possession of the town. business, and not mine—Any thing more?
Aside. Sir John. But this, my lord; that I may be Sir John. And your lordship is not in the least permitted to make my addresses to the other offended at this seeming inconstancy? sister.
Lord Ogle. Not in the least. Miss Fanny's Lord Ogle. O yes; by all means -have you charms will even excuse infidelity. I look upon any hopes there, nephew ?-Do you think he'll women as the feræ nature-lawful
game-and succeed, Lovewell?
every man who is qualified, has a natural right [Smiles, and winks at LOVEWELL. to pursue them ;-Lovewell as well as you, and Love. I think not, my lord. [Gravely: 1 as well as either of you. Every man shall do
Lord Ogle. I think so, too; but let the fool his best, without offence to any — what say you, try.
kinsinen? Sir John. Will your lordship favour me with Sir John. You have made me happy, my lord. your good offices to remove the chief obstacle to Love. And me, I assure you, my lord ! the match, the repugnance of Mrs Heidelberg ? Lord Ogle. And I am superlatively so-allons
Lord Ogle. Mrs Heidelberg ! Had not you bet- donc ! to horse and away, boys ! --you to your af. ter begin with the young lady first? It will save fairs, and I to mine---suivons l'amour. '[Sings. you a great deal of trouble : won't it, Lovewell?
[Ereunt severally. Smiles.) But do what you please, it will be the
SCENE I.-Fanny's apartment. papers are wanted merely on that account-but
as we shall discover all to-morrow, there will be Enter LOVEWELL and Fanny, followed by
no occasion for them, and it would be idle in me BETTY. . Fun. Why did you come so soon, Mr Love Fan. Hark!- hark! bless me, how I tremble! well? the family is not yet in bed, and Betty cer I feel the terrors of guilt-indeed, Mr tainly heard somebody listening near the chamber- Lovewell, this is too much for me. door,
Love. And for me, too, my sweet Fanny! Your Bet. My mistress is right, sir! evil spirits are apprehensions make a coward of me. But what abroad; and I am sure you are both too good, can alarm you? your aunt and sister are in their not to expect mischief from them.
chambers, and you have nothing to fear from the Love. But who can be so curious, or so wick- rest of the family. ed?
Fan. I fear every body, and every thing, and Bet. I think we have wickedness and curiosity every moment My mind is in continual agitaenough in this family, sir, to expect the worst. tion and dread; indeed, Mr Lovewell, this si
Fan. I do expect the worst. — Prithee, Betty, tuation may have very unhappy consequences. return to the outward door, and listen if you hear any body in the gallery; and let us know di Love. But it shan't I would rather tell our rectly.
story this moment to all the house, and run the Bet. I warrant you, madam—the lord bless risk of maintaining you by the hardest labour,
[Erit Bet. than suffer you to remain in this dangerous perFan. What did my father want with you this plexity.-What! shall I sacrifice all my best evening?
hopes and affections, in your dear healih and Love. Ile gave me the key of his closet, with safety, for the mean, and, in such case, the orders to bring from London some papers relating meanest consideration-of your fortune ! - Were to lord Ogleby.
we to be abandoned by all our relations, we hare Fan. And why did you not obey him? that in our hearts and minds will wcigh against
Love. Because I am certain that bis lordship the most affluent circumstances. I should not has opened his heart to him about you, and those have proposed the secrecy of our marriage, but