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Mrs. Bell. Pray, sir, don't draw me into a share of your folly.
Lode. Come, come, my dear ma'am, you are not without your share of it. This will teach you, for the future, to be content with one lover at a time, without listening to a fellow you know nothing of, because he assumes a title, and reports well of himself.
Mrs. Bell. The reproof is just, I grant it.
Love. Come, let us join the company cheerfully, keep our own secrets, and not make ourselves the town talk.
lir Bash. Ay, ay, let us keep the secret.
Love, Though, faith, if this business were known in the world, it might prove a very useful lesson : the men would see how their passions may carry them into the danger of wounding the bosom of a friend: the ladies would learn, that, after the marriage rites, they should not suffer their powers of pleasing to languish away, but should still remember to sacrifice to the Graces.
To win a man, when all your pains succeed,
Scene I.-- An Apartment in Sir William Wingrove's House.
Enter SiR WILLIAM and Miss Julia WINGROVE. Julia. Let me entreat you, sir, to hear me -let reason be my
advocate. Sir Will. Reason, Julia !-You know 'tis my delight, my glory. What constitutes the pre-eminence of man, but his reason? 'Tis, like the sacred virtue of high blood, a natural exaltation, of which we can never lose the advantage, but by voluntary degradation, or perverse misuse—What but reason is the foundation of my preference for Lord Dartford ?-Is he not of a family as ancient even as my own?
Julia. Did Lord Dartford inherit any of the virtues, which, probably, acquired those highly valued honours of his ancestry, my father might have some cause to regret that his daughter's inclinations were at enmity with her duty.
Sir Will. And where, madam, have you learnt, that the splendour of Lord Dartford's family suffers any diminution in his own person? Julia. Where some of the happiest years
life have been passed, sir, at my dear deceased aunt's.
Sir Will. Mr. Manly, now, I dare say, had not the least share in producing this aversion to Lord Dartford.
* Julia. Mr. Manly, sir!--Mr. Manly wou'd scornnor can it ever be necessary for him to raise his own character by a useless degradation of Lord Dartford.
Sir Will. Aye, aye, now we have it-I thought what share the eloquence of your aunt had had in this apostasy from the faith of your ancestors—Mr. Manly, it seems, has contrived to make so successful a monopoly of all the virtues, that there does not remain even the leavings of an accomplishment for any other person. But since I despair of making you enter into the just views of your family, by dutifully consenting, as you ought, to marry a man for the revered merit of his blood, your brother shall try, whether your young spark be not composed of more practicable materials.
Julia. For heaven's sake, dear sir, forego this What must be the consequence of their meeting?
Sir Will. If you have any objection to the interview, you know how to prevent it.
Julia. Oh, sir, do not force me to so dreadful an alternative. I will, if you require it, bind myself by the most solemn engagements to give up all thoughts of Mr. Manly, only let me no more be persecuted with the addresses of Lord Dartford.
Sir Will. Nay, now I must believe you; for where has it been recorded that an enamoured damsel ever broke a promise to an old father, when given at the expense of a young lover?— For once, however, you must excuse me, if I am a little disobedient to the authority of precedent, and endeavour to find some better security for the honour of my family, even than your lovesick renunciation of the object of your af. fections.
Julia. Yet, sir, hear me.
Sir Will. I do hear you-But first tell me why have I preserved you, since the decease of your aunt, from all intercourse with the world, with the single exception of the friendship of Miss Herbert, whose approaching