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Let. Dear sir, 'tis natural; the worst of men Gre. No, to be sure; a likely inatter, truly. have moments of compunction; it is not to be

[Erit. supposed that Mr Nightshade, though fatally ad- A. Night. I wish I had not smote him quite so dicted to passiou, is totally devoid of human hard; and yet I should have thought no mischief feelings.

could have followed. I have struck that clodA. Night. I beg you'll be so kind as to leave pate twice as hard, a hundred and a hunme; I should wish to have a minute's recollec- dred times; 'tis that hath spoilt my hand : it is tion. Gregory, you may stay.

surprising what some heads will bear! I would I (He'retires to the back scene. was with my poor boy in the country; what evil Stap. Letitia, I begin to pity him.

genius brought me up to this curst scene of misLet. Have patience : let him chew the cud of chief and mischance! Dear Fortune, rescue me reflection. Remorse, sometimes, like an adver- from this one scrape, and let me scramble ont of tising quack, will make great commotion in a the next as I can.

[Erit. man's constitution; but repentance is the regular physician, which by slow, but steady means, conducts the patient to his cure.

Enter LETITIA, followed by CHARLES Manlove. [Ereunt STAPLETON and Letitia. Let. Now, sir, be pleased to favour me with A. Night. Gregory !

your commands. Gre. Your honour-How sanctified he looks! Cha. Mun. I am to solicit you in the behalf of as who should say, Gregory, give me a good Mr Manlove, that he may be allowed the honour word on my trial.

of making himself known to you. A. Night. I'm thinking, Gregory, of this acci- Let. This is done already; I am no stranger dent.

to Mr Manlove, believe me. Gré. Well, sir, and how do you like it?

Cha. Man. So, so: she has discovered meA. Night. Why, I am in hopes it will blow [Aside.) Well, madam, if Mr Manlove is already over; I think they'll hardly prosecute, and if the known to you in his assunied character, may he worst should happen, they can make nothing of not hope to improve that acquaintance in his real it, but chance-medley or inanslaughter; nothing one? else, Gregory: so there's little to fear from the Let. The character he has assumed, I must law. Bat as I am a man, who have always en fairly own to you, gives me no favourable opinion forced the law against other people, d'ye ob- of his real one: the shallow devices he made use serve me, and consequently made enemies a- of to impose on my understanding, when he mongst the wicked; I should think, honest Gre- thought himself secure from a discovery, betray gory, you might stand in my place, and I would a disingenuous inind; and, I must believe, that be sure to bring you off, and reward you into the no man would descend from the character of a bargain.

gentleman, who was not wanting in the requisites Gre. Lord, sir, a trifle! I should be proud of that go to the support of it. • being hanged in the service of so good a master; Cha. Man. I've made myself a precious blockbut I am afraid there were too many people head! This mummery of the painter has disgustpresent, and 'twould be gross presumption to ed her.

Aside, suppose any body could mistake me for your ho- Let. As to his pretended taste for painting, I

will not affect more skill than I possess; but I A. Night. Why certainly that is a hard pill to will venture to say, that either he is ignorant of swallow; but what is to be done?

the art, or presumes upon my being so. Gre. Make over your estate to Master Jacky, Cha. Mun. I am fairly trapped : I must be and fly your country: what if I run to the French prating of what I did not understand. (Aside.)-walk, and take you a passage in the Boulogne I will not offer much in Mr Manlove's behalf

, pacquet? I may be in time to secure the ca- madam; but as to skill in painting, you will be bin before any other malefactor has taken a birth pleased to consider hiin not as a professor, but a in it.

lover only of the art. A. Night. Malefactor! prithee, let me hear Let. A lover, sir! that is the last character I no more of your advice; it is but wasting time; I should wish to consider Mr Manlove in. must have better counsel; and though brother Cha. Mun. I perfectly understand you, Miss Manlove has not pleased me in the matter of the Fairfax : you have said enough: Mr Manlove pigeon-house, yet he is a good man in the main, understands you: I believe I need not explain and understands his business; run to him, d've myself any farther. hear, and desire him to repair here directly, up- Let. No, the case is perfectly clear; and, I on a pressing concern; I know he'll not refuse flatter myself, you think I have been explicit on assistance when I really want him.

my part. Gre. I'll go directly--This is lucky. [ Aside. Cha. Man. There can be no complaint on that

A. Night. And d’ye mind, leave me to open score. Nothing now remains for Mr Manlore, the affair to him; say nothing of the accident. but to lay aside, as soon as he is able., every VOL. IL

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thought, each hope that bad Miss Fairfax for its shade out of the country, madam; he is come object.

up incog, and is afraid his father shall discover Let. 'Twill be much for my repose.

him, that's all. Cha. Man. Rely upon it, then, your repose Let. Is that all? I shan't take your word for shall never be disturbed by Mr Manlove; never that. I suspect there is more in the plot than --Adieu !

(Goes out. you have related. If this young man is afraid of Let. Your servant-He's piqued, and it be- being seen by his father, what brings him hither! comes him.

Answer me that. Cha. Man. (Returns.) If ever you see him Lucy. Madam, 1-1- I cannot tell what brings here again, say I have deceived you- - let me him hither. bear the blame : your most obedient.

Let. Lacy, don't equivocate; for I will know. Let. Good day—I'll depend upon you. I saw him leave the house, just now, with your

Cha. Man. Set your mind at rest; l'll die be- brother; you are following in great haste, upon fore I break my word : your servant.

family business, you pretend; but I suspect upon

[Erit Cua: no fair errand. Confess to me, for you shall not Let. (Alone.] How would this man plead in stir to your brother's, till you do. his own cause! Ah, why would Fortune not Lucy. As you will for that, madam, but I canconcert with Nature, and either give the wealth not endure to be suspected, and I will confess to of Manlove to his merits ; or purchase out his you when I have done crying.–{Weeps.] merits to bestow on Manlove's wealth?

Let. Do so ; you had best.
Enter Lucy, hastily.

Lucy. Why, then, you must know, that Mr

Manlove--that is--I mean Mr Nightsbade, that Lucy. Where can this provoking cloak be laid? calls himself Mr Manlove, is fallen monstrously Every thing is in train, and there is not a mo- in love withment to be lost-Ah!

[Screams. Let. With whom ! Let. Lucy! Whither away so fast?

Lucy. Me, madam. Vain creature! I know Lucy. I declare I did not see you, madam; I she thought it was herself.

(Aside. thought you was in your own room.

Let. And you believed him, did you? Let. But where are you running to, child ? Lucy. Yes, madam, I believed him. Lucy. Only stepping out a little way.

Let. Well, and what did he do then? Let. Stepping out! Whither?

Lucy. Nay, nothing, madam, that's all. Lucy. To my brother Dibble's.

Let. Come, come, Lucy, but I know it is not Let. For what?

all: You have given him your company, as you Lucy. Upon a little family business, that's all. call it, have you not? And you are now going to I could have sworn you had been with your gen- meet him at your brother's, are you not? tleman in the painting-rooin.

Lucy. No-yes-but if I am, it's all in fair Let. My gentleman! Who is it you call my and honest way of courtship: Oh, if he was to gentleman

go for to offer any thing unbandsome to me, I Lucy. Humph—I'll shew her that I am in her should tear his eyes out. Nobody can say I have secrets; it will keep het out of mine.-[Aside.] the least speck or faw, no, not so big as the point -I thought you was with Mr Manlove ; I left of a pin, on my reputation. It would be the you together.

death of me; I would sooner part from my life, Let. Mr Manlove! What is this you tell me? than my virtue; he has promised

Lucy. Nay, madam, don't be alarmed, I am Let. What has he promised ? po tell-tale; and, though I knew Mr Manlove in Lucy. To marry me. his painter's character, nobody shall be the wiser Let. Marry you! Ridiculous. for me, I assure you.

Lucy. Ay, I knew the jealous thing could not Let. As sure as can be, it is so ! What a dis- bear that; she will burst with envy. [Aside. covery !-(Aside.]—Well

, Lucy, I find you are in Let. Hark'e, Lucy; I commend you for the the secret; you know the real Mr Manlove; but honesty of your confession ; run into my champray, tell me, who is the pretended one? I have ber; Mr Stapleton is coming this way, and will been received at Mr Maplove's house, and visited interrupt us : compose yourself, and we will talk here, by a young man, who calls himself Manlove: over the affair at leisure.-[Exit Locy.)--HapWho is he?

py, happy revolution! What a ridiculous mal Lucy. Oh, dear madam, don't you know him? entendu had I fallen into! O how deliciously I I wish I don't get into a scrape; but there is no will torture this fine gentleman-painter for his going back.--[Aside.)---It is young Mr Night-contrivances !




Dib. Will nothing stop your mouth? By HeaEnter Jack NIGHTSHADE and DIBBLE.

vens, I'll throw the matter up!

[Aside to J. Nigut. Dib. Come along, 'squire, the lady is expect- Cha. Man. You! You marry Miss Letitia ing, you at, my apartment. Every thing is in Fairfax! train, and 'twill be your own fault now, if you Dib. Dear squire, be persuaded, and come are not the happiest man in England.

away. J. Night. Hold a moment, Dibble, hold! My

[.4side to J. NIGHT. brother's coming, and I can't resist the pleasure J. Night. Hold your tongue, I tell you; I, I, of a little natural exultation.

and not the ingenious, learned, travelled Mr Dib. Perverse! Vexatious! Are you mad? Manlove; here's a witness that will rouch for By Heavens, you'll lose the lady! and, what is what I say.-[DIB. offers to go)-Where are worse, by Heaven's she'll lose the gentleman ! you running? Come back. Tell my brother what

(Aside. you know of Miss Fairfax's partiality for a cer

tain insignificant, iguorant fellow, called Jack Enter CHARLES MANLOVE.

Nightshade. Cha. Man. So, Jack, I hope your frolic is at an Dib. For shame, sir! You should not talk of end :

: you've been disorderly in your cups, I find. ladies' favours. J. Night. Where did you hear that?

Cha. Man. Your friend is cautious, you perCha. Man. Where I least wished to hcar it; ceive. at Mr Stapleton's; Miss Fairfax told me.

J. Night. Hang him, he's so by habit! he's a J. Night. Miss Fairfax told you, did she so lawyer-but speak out: You are come to fetch Miss Fairfax was not very angry when she told me to Miss Fairfax, and Miss Fairfax is at your you, I should guess : You did not find me greatly lodgings, and I am to be the lady's husband, and out of favour, did you ?

the bill is a true bill, is it not? Cha. Man. In truth, I had so little occasion to Dib. It is. boast of my own reception, Jack, that I did not Cha. Man. Errors excepted; you forgot your give much attention to what she said of you. caution. This can never be. Hark’e, sır; a lit

J. Night. That is honestly confessed, how tle cross-examination, if you please. ever : So, your reception was but cold, and you J. Night. As much of that as you


prohave dropt all thoughts of a connexion, I sup- per. He's used to that sport; he'll dodge like a pose?

rabbit in a warren. Cha. Man. Entirely: I've received my per

Cha. Man. You say the lady is at your lodge emptory dismission.

ings: Answer one, what lady? ). Night. Poor Charles! You are dismissed ? Dib. Sir, I believe—what lady? That's your Your person, genius, equipage, estate, all stand question—what lady is at my lodgings? you in no stead! Another is preferred before Cha. Man. Ay, sir, without equivocation. you; perhaps some country booby like myself; Dib. Well, sir, I am not upon oath in this and don't you wish you knew the happy man? business; nor am I obliged ascertain the Cha. Man. Not I.

identity of people's persons; but the lady at any Dib. What are you at? You'll ruin all. lodgings I take to be Mişs Fairfax.

J. Night. I shall burst if I don't tell him- J. Night. Does that satisfy you? Brother, y Brother, I believe I could direct you to the man



for your coat ; it has made an impreso that has done all the mischief.

sion, you perceive. Cha. Man. I give you credit, Jack, for that ; Cha. Man. Have a little patience-You take I do believe you've done me all the mischief in her to be Miss Fairfax ? Describe her person. your power.

Dib. I never meddled with her person, sirs J. Night. Who, I? Oh, dear, you flatter me! that's not for me to do. a country whelp supplant a travelled gentleman Cha. Man. Is she fair complexioned? like you? Impossible--and yet

Dib. I think so. Cha. Man. What yet?

J. Night. I can't say I do. J. Night. This witness on my finger, here, Cha. Man. Light hair, or dark? would stagger some folks; I am apt to think Dib. My eyes are none of the best, but I think Miss Fairfax means to wear it in good time. Miss Fairfax's hair is white.

Cha. Man. A wedding ring! You must excuse J. Night. Black as a crow, by Jupiter ! me, Jack; I want credulity for that.

Cha. Man. Tall, or short? J. Night. Just as you please; I bought it for Dib. I never measured her; but I take her to her wearing, and measured her finger for that be tall. purpose, and did intend, with the parson's help, J. Night. Death and the devil! Why, you're to put it on with that design.

drunk ! Fair, tall, light-haired! Why, she is


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little, dapper, dusky damsel, with a poll as black heat of the passions, a jury will bring it in man

slaughter. Cha. Man. Hark'e, sir; a word in

your ear.

A. Night. Well, and don't all the world know

[To Dis. there's not a more passionate man living than myDib. Blown, as I hope to be a judge!


[Aside. Man. You have sometimes told me I was pasCha. Man. You have a sister answers this de- sionate ; I never heard you say as much for scription; you're discovered, and a villain. yourself.

[Aside to Dib. A. Night. But if there was no malice in the J. Night. Hold, hold ! no closcting of witnes- deed, how can it ever be deemed murder?

Man. Malice is threefold : first, malice exDih. Good sir, be not offended. Mr Night-press; secondly, malice implicd; thirdly, malice shade first borrowed your name, and my sister, prepense: of each in their orderto keep up the jest, niade free with that of Miss A. Night. Psba! prithee, what avails desFairfax--nothing but a frolic.

cribing any, when I've none of all the three? Cha. Man, What do you tell me? Did my Man. Had you no quarrel, then, before the act? brother take my name in any interview with Miss A. Night. Quarrel ! why noor if i had, Fairfax?

twas only a few words. Dib. Certainly, sir; she calls him Mr Man- Man. Is that the cane you struck bim with; love at this moment.

A. Night. This is the twig; I call it nothing Cha. Man. Away; your news has saved your more, ears; away!

Man. I doubt the law will construe it a weaDib. 'Egad, we are all blown up! I must go pon of offence. and tell Lucy to make her peace.

A. Night. And pray now was his not a wea

[Erit Dıb. pon of offence? I believe the whole town thinks J. Night. How now ? what's this?''Hallo! it such, of great offence : sick or well, there is no Where's Dibble running?

repose for those horns. What I did was in selfCha. Man. Your humble servant, Mr Man-defence. love-Take my name, my credit from me, Jack ? Man. I fear 'twill not be thought so. If inIt is too much. You must be saved, however. deed

you had any wound to show, whereby the J. Night. I must be satisfied. Is this fair violence of the battery might be proveddealing? Where is Dibble gone?

A. Night. Wound! why I have a wound and Cha. Man. Let him go where he will; he has as bad a one as his; only' mine lies within side made a fool of you.

of my head, and his without: he has broke the J. Night. Yes; but I'm not a fool to take your drum of my ears. word for that: so let me pass.

Man. What do you talk of ears? if you had Cha. Man. Nay, Jack, but hear reason- been happy endugh now to have lost a finger, an

J. Night. Yes; and while you are reasoning, eye, or a fore-tooth, it would have been the loss I shall lose the lady.

of a defensive member, and a mayhem at comCha. Man. I say the lady; have a care she mon law. does not prove the lady's maid.

A. Night. Well, brother, be so kind to tell me J. Night. The maid! Ah, brother, I'm too what I am to do. cunning to take that upon trust. You have rai- Man. Repent, sed my curiosity, however, and I will know the A. Night. Why, so I will, provided you say truth- -So let me go, for go I will, and that's nothing about the matter, and my country acenough.

quits me upon the trial; but if I am to be pu

[Erit J. Nicht. nished for my faults, what signifies repenting of Cha. Man. A match; we'll start together.- them into the bargain? My happiness is sure as much concerned in this Man. Well, Andrew, I must tell you there is discovery, as yours.

[Erit. yet a way of getting honourably out of this affair,

provided you will bind yourself to me, never to SCENE II.--STAPLETON's house. lift your hand in wrath against a fellow-creaEnter MR ANDREW NICHTSHADE and MR MAN

A. Night. Why, no, to be sure I shan't; I

thought all skulls were as hard as Gregory's. A. Night. I should think, brother, there's no Man. Come, you must have done with Gredanger but a jury will see the action in this gory's ; nay, I would not alone exempt man from light.

your fury, but beast likewise : Cruelty must not Man. 'Tis hard to say ; juries are ticklish be practised in any shape : Nature must not be things; the law will look to the motives. If it wounded in any of her works. Promise me this, shall appear that it was done, not from the upon the faith of an honest man, and I'll redeem wickedness of the beart, but from the sudden you from this scrape.



A. Night. Look'e, brother, I am sensible of kuow one colour from another. O Heavens, how the folly of it; but as it's impossible to say charmingly he looks ! where temptation may lead, there lies the fatal weapon; use it who will : I'll never take another

Enter CHARLES MANLOVE. stick in hand, till I'm obliged to go upon crutches.

(Throws down his cane. Cha. Man. I ask a thousand pardons: I inMan. Say you so ? then I'll cure your broken treat I mayn't disturb you. head in an instant. Come with me, and you Let. On, sir, don't mention it. You see I use shall see what dispatch I can make upon oc- no ceremony. casion.

[Exeunt. Cha. Man. You're infinitely obliging. I have

ventured once again, Miss Fairfax, to intrude SCENE III.-The Painting room.

upon your patience.

Let. As often as you please; you're always LETITIA is discovered painting; Lucy atlend-welcome here. Come hither-I must have your ing ; a Layman pluced at some distance.

judgment. How do you like what I have done? Let. These touches come off well; this last Cha. Man. All that you do is well; but you'll sitting was a good one : methinks I never was in forgive me-I ana full of other thoughts, and better luck. Lucy, what say you; is it like? wish to lose no moment of this happy opportunity.

Lucy. Like, madam ! 'tis alive; 'tis Mr Sta- Let. Pish! I must have you flatter me : Sit pleton himself.

down—This drapery puzzles me—Sit down, I Let. Is the servant gone for his clothes to say: Your modern habits are so stiff! How shall dress the layman? I'll positively rub in the dra- I manage it? Come, take the chalk-nay, no expery now I'm about it." Well, child, I've turned cuse. Though you are so smartly dressed, you this matter in my head, and I believe I must for- absolutely must assist me. give you; there's no holding out against contri- Cha. Man. I beg to be excused : my happition: I believe your brother was to blame-So ness is staked upon this crisis: my heart is full, this painter then is Mr Manlove?

and must have vent. Lucy, Yes, madam, and a lovely man he is ; Let. How can you be so tiresome? Now you if you please to remember, I told you so the are going upon the old topic, Mr Manlove. first moment I saw bim; so genteel, so well-bred, Cha. Man. I must confess it is of him that I so perfectly the gentleman. Oh, here comes would speak. Thomas with the clothes-shall I help to put Let. Fye, fye upon you! call to mind your them on?

promise. Hold-suppose I throw aside this ugly

brown and gold, and put him in a fancy dress : Enter Seroant.

What say you?

Cha. Man. Nothing: for I am nothing: I Let. So, so! that's right-let the arm fall na- have no art, no faculty of painting; I am an imturally-it's very well as it is Now turn the lay- postor. On my knees I do beseech you, forgive man with its side to me-no, t'other way—a and hear me. little more. Stay, let me do it myself. Now Let. Pray be composed, nor let your zeal for that's it.

Mr Manlove agitate you thus. I'll save you all Ser. Have you any further commands, madam? this trouble, by confessing freely to you, I have

Let. No-yes. If the young gentleman who changed my mind since last we parted. was with ine this morning should call again, Cha. Mán. Changed ! as how? shew him up hither.

Let. As you'll be pleased to hear. I think of Ser. The painter?

Mr Manlove now as favourably as you yourse f Let. Yes, the painter, as you call him. could wish.

Ser. Madam, he is this moment come into the Cha. Man, Madam court-yard.

Let. I think the woman must be blest, whom Let. Indeed! then do as I bid you. [Exit Ser.] such a man shall honour with his choice. So, so, he has found out the mistake as well as Cha. Man. Indeed! I may presume, then, you myself.

would condescend to countenance his addresses ? Lucy. Pray, madam, give me leave to go and Let. That's a home question; but I think it is show Mr Manlove hither.

not easy to deny him any thing. Let. Do so, Lucy, do so--

--What a flutter am Cha. Man. I'm thunderstruck! The boy has I in?-but, hark'e, don't give him any intimation told me the truth; she likes him, and I am unthat I know him. [Exit Lucy.] This is happy! done! I am such a gainer by this revolution, that I can- Let. What is the matter now? You seem quite not find in my heart to be angry with the girl-disconcerted. Is not this the very point you That ever I should be the bubble of so gross an aimed at? Hav’n't I confest all that you wished ? imposition ! Hark! he's coming. I'll pretend to Cha. Man. Oh, no! You torture me. be at work! though I am so confused, I don't Let. Man, restless man! whom nothing I can

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