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fright at length I put on a grave face, and dom make good husbands: in sober sadness asked him if he was at leisure for his choco- she cannot abide 'em. late? in hopes to draw him out of his hole; Mir. [Peeping] In sober sadness you are but he snapp'd my nose off: "No, I shall be mistaken.-What can this mean? busy here these two hours." At which my poor mistress, seeing no way of escape, or dered me to wait on your ladyship with the sad relation.

Mir. Unhappy Isabinda! was ever any thing so unaccountable as the humour of sir Jealous Traffick?

Sir G. Lookye, sir Francis, whether she can or cannot abide young fellows is not the business: will you take the fifty guineas?

Sir F. In good truth I will not-for I knew thy father, he was a hearty wary man, and I cannot consent that his son should squander away what he saved to no purpose.

Patch. Oh, madam, it's his living so long Mir. [Peeping] Now, in the name of wonin Spain; he vows he'll spend half his estate der, what bargain can he be driving about me but he'll be a parliament man, on purpose to for fifty guineas?

bring in a bill for women to wear veils, and Sir G. Well, sir Francis, since you are other odious Spanish customs-He swears it so conscientious for my father's sake, then is the height of impudenee to have a woman permit me the favour gratis.

seen barefaced even at church, and scarce be- Sir F. No verily; if thou dost not buy thy lieves there's a true begotten child in the city. experience thou wilt never be wise; therefore Mir. Ha, ha, ha! how the old fool torments give me a hundred and try thy fortune. himself! Suppose he could introduce his rigid Sir G. The scruples arose, I find, from the rules-does he think we could not match them scanty sum-Let me see-a hundred guineas in contrivance? No, no; let the tyrant man-[Takes the Money out of a Purse, and make what laws he will, if there's a woman chinks it] Ha! they have a very pretty sound, under the government, I warrant she finds a and a very pleasing look-But then, Miranda way to break 'em. Is his mind set upon the-but if she should be cruelSpaniard for his son-in-law still?

Sir F. Ay, do consider on't. He, he, he! Sir G. No, I'll do't. Come, to the point; here's the gold; sum up the conditions.

[Sir Francis pulls out a Paper. Mir. [Peeping] Ay, for heaven's sake do, for my expectation is on the rack. Sir F. Well, at your peril be it. Sir G. Ay, ay, go on.

Patch. Ay, and he expects him by the next fleet, which drives his daughter to melancholy and despair. But, madam, I find you retain the same gay cheerful spirit you had when I waited on your ladyship.-My lady is mighty good-humoured too, and I have found a way to make sir Jealous believe I am wholly in his interest, when my real design is to serve Sir F. Imprimis, you are to be admitted her: he makes me her gaoler, and I set her into my house in order to move your suit to at liberty. Miranda, for the space of ten minutes, withMir. I knew thy prolific brain would be of out let or molestation, provided I remain in singular service to her, or I had not parted the same room. with thee to her father.

Patch. But, madam, the report is that you are going to marry your guardian.

Mir. It is necessary such a report should be, Patch.

Patch. But is it true, madam?

Sir G. But out of ear-shot.

Sir F. Well, well, I don't desire to hear what you say; ha, ha, ha! in consideration I am to have that purse and a hundred guineas.

Sir G. Take it. [Gives him the Purse] And this agreement is to be performed to-day. Mir. That's not absolutely necessary. Sir F. Ay, ay; the sooner the better. Poor Patch. I thought it was only the old strain, fool! how Miranda and I shall laugh at him! coaxing him still for your own, and railing at [Aside]-Well, sir George, ha, ha, ha! take all the young fellows about town: in my mind the last sound of your guineas, ha, ha, ha! now you are as ill plagu'd with your guardian, madam, as my lady is with her father.

[Chinks them. Exit. Mir. [Peeping] Sure he does not know I am Miranda.

Mir. No, I have liberty, wench; that she wants what would she give now to be in Sir G. A very extraordinary bargain I have this dishabille in the open air, nay, more, in made, truly; if she should be really in love pursuit of the young fellow she likes? for with this old cuff now - Pshaw! that's morally that's my case, I assure you. impossible.-But then, what hopes have I to

Patch. As for that, madam, she's even with succeed? I never spoke to her you; for though she can't come abroad, we Mir. [Peeping] Say you so? then I am safe. have a way to bring him home in spite of Sir G. What though my tongue never spoke, old Argus. my eyes said a thousand things, and my hopes Mir. Now, Patch, your opinion of my flattered me her's answer'd 'em. If I'm lucky choice, for here he comes-Ha! my guardian-if not, it is but a hundred guineas thrown with him! what can be the meaning of this? away. [Mir. comes forward. I'm sure sir Francis can't know me in this Mir. Upon what, sir George? dress.-Let's observe 'em. [They withdraw, Sir G. Ha! my incognita-upon a woman, madam. Enter SIR FRANCIS GRIPE and SIR George AIRY.

Mir. They are the worst things you can deal in, and damage the soonest; your very Sir F. Verily, sir George, thou wilt repent breath destroys 'em, and I fear you'll never throwing away thy money so, for I tell thee see your return, sir George, ha, ha! sincerely, Miranda, my charge, does not like Sir G. Were they more brittle than china, a young fellow; they are all vicious, and sel- and dropped to pieces with a touch, every

atom of her I have ventur'd at, if she is but obey. [Turns his back] Come, madam, beginmistress of thy wit, balances ten times the sum.-Pr'ythee, let me see thy face. Mir. By no means; that may spoil your opinion of my sense

Sir G. Rather confirm it, madam.

Patch. So rob the lady of your gallantry, sir. Sir G. No child, a dish of chocolate in the morning never spoils my dinner: the other lady I design for a set meal; so there's no danger.

Mir. First, then, it was my unhappy lot to
see you at Paris [Draws back a little way,
and speaks] at a ball upon a birth-day; your
shape and air charm'd my eyes, your wit and
complaisance my soul, and from that fatal
night I lov'd you.
[Drawing back.
And when you left the place grief seiz'd me so,
Nor rest my heart nor sleep my eyes could
know;

Last I resolv'd a hazardous point to try,
And quit the place in search of liberty.

Mir. Matrimony! ha, ha, ha! what crimes.
have you committed against the god of love,
[Exit, followed by Patch.
that he should revenge 'em so severely, as to Sir G. Excellent-I hope she's handsome-
stamp husband on your forehead?
Well now, madam, to the two other things,
Sir G. For my folly, in having so often your name, and where you live-I am a gentle-
met you here without pursuing the laws of man, and this confession will not be lost upon
nature and exercising her command – But I me-Nay, pr'ythee, don't weep, but go on,
resolve ere we part now to know who you for I find my heart melts in thy behalf-Speak
are, where you live, what kind of flesh and quickly, or I shall turn about-Not yet-Poor
blood your face is; therefore unmask, and lady! she expects I should comfort her, and
don't put me to the trouble of doing it for you. to do her justice, she has said enough to en-
Mir. My face is the same flesh and blood courage me. [Turns about] Ha! gone! the
with my hand, sir George; which if you'll be devil! jilted! Why, what a tale she has in-
rude to provoke—
vented-of Paris, balls, and birth-days!-'Egad,
I'd give ten guineas to know who the gipsy
is-A curse of my folly-I deserve to lose her.
What woman can forgive a man that turns

Sir G. You'll apply it to my cheek-the la-
lies' favours are always welcome, but I must
ave that cloud withdrawn. [Taking hold of
er] Remember you are in the Park, child; his back!
ad what a terrible thing would it be to lose
his pretty white hand! i)

Mir. And how will it sound in a chocolate-
ouse, that sir George Airy rudely pulled off
lady's mask, when he had given her his ho-
our that he never would, directly or indirectly,
ndeavour to know her till she gave him leave?
Sir G. But if that lady thinks fit to pursue

The bold and resolute in love and war
To conquer take the right and swiftest way:
The boldest lover soonest gains the fair,
As courage makes the rudest force obey:
Take no denial, and the dames adore ye;
Closely pursue them, and they fall before ye.
[Exil.

ACT II.

ad meet me at every turn, like some troubled SCENE I.—A Room in SIR FRANCIS GRIPE'S

pirit, shall I be blamed if I inquire into the eality? I would have nothing dissatisfied in female shape.

Mir. What shall I do? [Pauses Sir G. Ay, pr'ythee, consider, for thou shalt ind me very much at thy service. Patch. Suppose, sir, the lady should be ove with you.

Sir G. Oh! I'll return the obligation in

moment.

Patch. And marry her?

House.

Enter SIR FRANCIS GRIPE and MIRANDA.
Sir F. Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Mir. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Oh! I shall die with laughing-the most romantic adventure in-Ha, ha, ha! What does the odious young fop mean? A hundred pieces to talk ten mia nutes with me! ha, ha, ha, ha!

Sir G. Ha, ha, ha! that's not the way to ove her, child.

Sir F. And I am to be by too, there's the jest; adad, 1) if it had been in private I should not have car'd to trust the young dog. Mir. Indeed and indeed but you might, Mir. If he discovers me I shall die-Which Gardy-Now methinks there's nobody handway shall I escape? - let me see. [Pauses. somer than you: so neat, so clean, so goodSir G. Well, madam

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humoured, and so loving

Mir. I have it-Sir George, 'tis fit you should Sir F. Pretty rogue, pretty rogue! and so llow something; if you'll excuse my face, and thou shalt find me, if thou dost prefer thy arn your back (if you look upon me I shall Gardy before these caperers of the age: thou ink, even masked as I am), I will confess why shalt outshine the queen's box on an opera have engaged you so often, who I am, and night; thou shalt be the envy of the ring 2) (for I will carry thee to Hyde-park), and thy equipage shall surpass the-what d'ye call 'em

where I live.

Sir G. Well, to show you I am a man of
bonour, I accept the conditions: let me but ambassador's.
once know those, and the face won't be long

a secret to me.

Patch. What mean you, madam?

Mir. To

get off. Sir G. 'Tis something indecent to turn one's upon a lady; but you command, and I

back

) Alluding to a law which condemns a person to lose his hand, if he draw his sword in the park, it being within the precincts of the court. Sir George could easily stretch the meaning to using violence against any one.

Mir. Nay, I am sure the discreet part of my sex will envy me more for the inside furniture, when you are in it, than my outside equipage.

Sir F. A cunning baggage, i'faith thou art, and a wise one too! and to show thee that 1) For "egad," softened from "by God."

2) The ring in Hyde-park, where the fashionables sport their fine carriages, horses, and liveries, in the spring; something like the Longchamps in Paris.

thou hast not chose amiss, I'll this moment Charles. If you please to intrust me with disinherit my son, and settle my whole estate the management of my estate I shall endeavupon thee. our it, sir. Mir. There's an old rogue now. [Aside] Sir F. What, to set upon a card, and buy No, Gardy, I would not have your name be a lady's favour at the price of a thousand pieso black in the world-You know my father's ces, to rig out an equipage for a wench, or will runs that I am not to possess my estate, by your carelessness to enrich your steward, without your consent, till I am five-and-twenty; to fine for sheriff, 1) or put up for a parliayou shall only abate the odd seven years, and ment man?

make me mistress of my estate to-day, and I'll Charles. I hope I should not spend it this make you master of my person to-morrow. way: however I ask only for what my uncle Sir F. Humph! that may not be safe No, left me; yours you may dispose of as you Chargy, I'll settle it upon thee for pin-money, please, sir.

and that will be every bit as well, thou know'st. Sir F. That I shall, out of your reach, 1 Mir. Unconscionable old wretch! bribe me assure you, sir. Adad, these young fellows with my own money!- Which way shall I think old men get estates for nothing but them get out of his hands? [Aside, to squander away in dicing, wenching, drinkSir F. Well, what art thou thinking on, ing, dressing, and so forth. my girl, ha? how to banter sir George?

Charles. I think I was born a gentleman, sir; I'm sure my uncle bred me like one, Sir F. From which you would infer, sir, that gaming and wenching are requisites for a gentleman.

Mir. I must not pretend to banter; he knows my tongue too well. [Aside] No, Gardy, I have thought of a way will confound him more than all I could say, if I should talk to him seven years. Charles. Monstrous! when I would ask him Sir F. How's that? oh! I'm transported, I'm only for a support he falls into these unmanravish'd, I'm madnerly reproaches. I must, though against my Mir. It would make you mad if you knew will, employ invention, and by stratagem reall. [Aside] I'll not answer him a word, but lieve myself. [Aside be dumb to all he says. Sir F. Sirrah, what is it you mutter, sirrab, Sir F. Dumb! good; ha, ha, ha! Excellent! ha? [Holds up his Cane] I say you shan't ha, ha, ha, ha! I think I have you now, sir have a groat out of my hands till I pleaseGeorge. Dumb! he'll go distracted-well, she's and may be I'll never please; and what's that the wittiest rogue.-Ha, ha, dumb! I can't but to you? laugh, ha, ha! to think how damn'd mad he'll Charles. Nay, to be robb'd or have one's be when he finds he has given his money throat cut is not muchaway for a dumb show! ha, ha, ha!

Mir. Nay, Gardy, if he did but know my thoughts of him it would make him ten times madder; ha, ha, ha, ha!

Sir F. What's that, sirrah? would you rob me or cut my throat, you rogue?

Charles. Heaven forbid, sir!—I said no such

thing. Sir F. Ay, so it would, Chargy, to hold Sir F. Mercy on me! what a plague it is him in such derision, to scorn to answer him, to have a son of one-and-twenty, who wants to be dumb; ha, ha, ha!

Enter CHARLES.

Sir F. How now, sirrah! who let you in?
Charles. My necessities, sir.

Sir F. Your necessities are very impertinent, and ought to have sent before they enter'd. Charles. Sir, I knew 'twas a word would gain admittance no where.

Sir F. Then, sirrah, how durst you rudely thrust that upon your father, which nobody else would admit?

Charles. Sure the name of a son is a sufficient plea. I ask this lady's pardon, if I have intruded.

Sir F. Ay, ay, ask her pardon and her blessing too, if you expect any thing from me. Mir. I believe yours, sir Francis, in a purse of guineas, would be more material. Your son may have business with you; I'll retire.

Sir F. I guess his business, but I'll dispatch him; I expect the knight every minute: you'll

be in readiness?

Mir. Certainly. My expectation is more upon the wing than yours, old gentleman. [Aside, and exit.

Sir F. Well, sir. Charles. Nay, it is very ill, sir, my circumstances are, I'm sure.

Sir F. And what's that to me, sir? your management should have made 'em better.

to elbow one out of one's life to edge himself into the estate!

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Sir F. Ay, sir, and you may be marching mind, or would you capitulate? ha, ha, ha! as soon as you please-I must see a change Look, here are the guineas; [Chinks then] in your temper, ere you find one in mine. ha, ha, ha! Mar. Pray, sir, dispatch me; the money, Sir G. Not if they were twice the sum, sir sir; I'm in mighty haste. Francis; therefore be brief, call in the lady, and take your post.

Sir F. Fool, take this and go to the cashier. I shan't be long plagu'd with thee.

Sir F. Agreed. Miranda!

[Exit.

[Gives him a Note. Sir G. If she's a woman, and not seduc'd Mar. Devil take the cashier! I shall cer- by witchcraft, to this old rogue, I'll make his tainly have Charles gone before I come back. heart ache; for if she has, but one grain of [Exit, running. inclination about her, I'll vary a thousand

Charles. Well, sir, I take my leave-but shapes but find it. remember you expose an only son to all the miseries of wretched poverty, which too often Re-enter SIR FRANCIS GRIPE and MIRANDA. lays the plan for scenes of mischief. Sir G. So from the eastern chambers breaks

Sir F. Stay, Charles! I have a sudden the sun, dispels the clouds, and gilds the vales thought come into my head, which may prove below.

to thy advantage.

Charles. Ha! does he relent?

[Salutes her. Sir F. Hold, sir; kissing was not in our agreement.

Sir F. My lady Wrinkle, worth forty thousand pounds, sets up for a handsome young thee, old mammon, to thy post.

Sir G. Oh! that's by way of prologue. Pr'y

husband; she prais'd thee t'other day; though Sir F. [Takes out his Watch] Well, the match-makers can get twenty guineas, for young Timon, 'tis now four exactly; ten mia sight of her, I can introduce thee for nothing. nutes, remember, is your utmost limit; not a Charles. My lady Wrinkle, sir! why, she minute more.

has but one eye.

[vagance, sir.

[Retires to the Bottom of the Stage. Sir F. Then she'll see but half your extra- Sir G. Madam, whether you'll excuse or Charles. Condemn me to such a piece of blame my love, the author of this rash prodeformity! a toothless, dirty, wry-neck'd. ceeding depends upon your pleasure, as also hunch-back'd hag! the life of your admirer; your sparkling eyes

Sir F. Hunch-back'd! so much the better! speak a heart susceptible of love, your vivacity then she has a rest for her misfortunes, for a soul too delicate to admit the embraces of thou wilt load her swingingly. Now, I war- decayed mortality. Shake off this tyrant guarrant, you think this is no offer of a father; dian's yoke; assume yourself, and dash his forty thousand pounds is nothing with you. bold, aspiring hopes. The deity of his desires Charles. Yes, sir, I think it is too much; a is avarice, a heretic in love, and ought to be young beautiful woman with half the money banished by the queen of beauty. See, madam,. would be more agreeable.-I thank you, sir; a faithful servant kneels, and begs to be adbut you choose better for yourself, I find. mitted in the number of your slaves.

Sir F. Out of my doors, you dog! you pretend to meddle with my marriage, sirrah! Charles. Sir, I obey you, but

Sir F. But me no buts-be gone, sir! dare
to ask me for money again-refuse forty
thousand pounds! Out of my doors, I say,
without reply.
[Exit Charles.

Enter MARPLOT, running.
Mar. Ha! gone! is Charles gone, Gardy?
Sir F. Yes, and I desire your wise worship
to walk after him.

A

[Miranda gives him her Hand to raise him. Sir F. [Running up] Hold, hold, hold! no palming; that's contrary to articles

Sir G. 'Sdeath, sir, keep your distance, or I'll write another article in your guts.

[Lays his Hand to his Sword. Sir F. [Going back] A bloody-minded fellow!

Sir G. Not answer me! perhaps she thinks my address too grave: I'll be more free. [Aside] Can you be so unconscionable, madam, to let me say all these fine things to you without one single compliment in return?

Mar. Nay, 'egad I shall run, I tell you that. pox of the cashier for detaining me so long! Sir F. [Running up with his Watch in Where the devil shall I find him now? I shall his Hand] There's five of the ten minutes certainly lose this secret, and I had rather by gone, sir George-Adad, I don't like those half lose my money-Where shall I find him close conferences

Sir F. What, is the fellow distracted?

now-D'ye know where Charles is gone, Gardy? Sir G. More interruptions-you will have Sir F. Gone to the devil, and you may go it, sir! [Lays his Hand to his Sword. after him. Sir F. [Going back] No, no; you shan't Mar. Ay, that I will as fast as I can. [Going, have her neither. [Aside. returns] Have you any commands there, Gardy? Sir G. Dumb still-sure this old dog has [Exit. enjoin'd her silence. I'll try another way. [Aside] Madam, these few minutes cost me an hundred pounds-and would you answer me, I could purchase the whole day so. HowSero. Sir George Airy inquires for you, sir. ever, madam, you must give me leave to Sir F. Desire sir George to walk up.- make the best interpretation I can for my [Exit Servant]-Now for a trial of skill that money, and take the indication of your silence will make me happy and him a fool. Ha, ha, for the secret liking of my person; therefore, ha! In my mind he looks like an ass already. madam, I will instruct you how to keep your Enter SIR GEORGE AIRY. word inviolate to sir Francis, and yet answer Well, sir George, do you hold in the same me to every question: as for example, when

Enter Servant.

I ask any thing to which you would reply in presently; ha, ha, ha, ha! [Exit Miranda. the affirmative, gently nod your head thus, Sir G. Adsheart, madam, you won't leave Nods] and when in the negative, thus, me just in the nick, 1) will you? Shakes his Head] and in the doubtful, a Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! she has nick'd you, sir tender sigh thus. [Sighs. George, I think! ha, ha, ha! Have you any Mir. How every action charms me-but I'll more hundred pounds to throw away upon fit him for signs, I warrant him. [Aside. courtship? ha, ha, ha! Sir G. Was it by his desire that you are Sir G. He, he, he, he! A curse of your dumb, madam, to all I can say? [Miranda fleering jests!-Yet, however ill I succeeded, nods] Very well, she's tractable, I find! [Aside] I'll venture the same wager she does not value And is it possible that you can love him? thee a spoonful of snuff-nay more, though [Miranda nods] Miraculous! Pardon the you enjoin'd her silence to me, you'll never bluntness of my questions, for my time is short. make her speak to the purpose with yourself. May I not hope to supplant him in your es- Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! Did I not tell thee thou teem? [Miranda sighs] Good! she answers wouldst repent thy money? Did I not say she me as You'll not con- hated young ha! sent to marry him then? [Miranda sighs]| Sir G. And I'm positive she's not in love How! doubtful in that?-Undone again-with age.

humph! but that may proceed from his power Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! no matter for that, ha, to keep her out of her estate 'till twenty-five: ha! She's not taken with your youth, nor your I'll try that. [Aside] Come, madam, I cannot rhetoric to boot; ha, ha!

think you hesitate in this affair out of any Sir G. Whate'er her reasons are for dismotive but your fortune-let him keep it till liking of me, I am certain she can be taken those few years are expired; make me happy with nothing about thee.

with your person, let him enjoy your wealth. Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! how he swells with envy [Miranda holds up her Hands] Why, what-Poor man! poor man! ha, ha, ha! I must sign is that now? Nay, nay, madam, except beg your pardon, sir George; Miranda will you observe my lesson I can't understand your be impatient to have her share of mirth. Vemeaning. rily we shall laugh at thee most egregiously;

Sir F. What a vengeance! are they talking ha, ha, ha! by signs? 'Ad, I may be fool'd' here. [Aside] What do you mean, sir George?

Sir G. With all my heart, faith-I shall laugh in my turn too-for if you dare marry her, old Belzebub, you will be cuckolded most egregiously; remember that, and tremble. [Exeunt. [Aside. SCENE II.-SIR JEALOUS TRAFFICK'S House. Sir G. Pray, madam, will you answer me to the purpose? [Miranda shakes her Head, Enter SIR JEALOUS TRAFFICK, ISABINDA, and and points to Sir Francis] What does she mean? She won't answer me to the purpose, Sir J. What, in the balcony again, notor is she afraid yon' old cuff should under-withstanding my positive commands to the stand her signs?ay, it must be that. [Aside] contrary? Why don't you write a bill on I perceive, madam, you are too apprehensive your forehead to show passengers there's someof the promise you have made to follow my thing to be let?

Sir G. To cut your throat, if you dare mutter another syllable.

Sir F. 'Od, I wish he were fairly out of my house.

PATCH, following.

rules, therefore I'll suppose your mind, and Isa. What harm can there be in a little answer for you. First for myself, madam; fresh air, sir?

"that I am in love with you is an infallible Sir J. Is your constitution so hot, mistress, truth." Now for you. [Turns on her Side] that it wants cooling, ha? Apply the virtuous "Indeed, sir! and may I believe it?"-"As Spanish rules; banish your taste and thoughts certainly, madam, as that 'tis daylight, or that of flesh, feed upon roots, and quench your I die if you persist in silence."-"Bless me thirst with water.

with the music of your voice, and raise my Isa. That, and a close room, would cerspirits to their proper heaven. Thus low let tainly make me die of the vapours. me entreat ere I'm obliged to quit this place; Sir J. No, mistress, 'tis your high-fed, lusty, grant me some token of a favourable recep- rambling, rampant ladies-that are troubled tion to keep my hopes alive." [Arises hastily, with the vapours: 'tis your ratafia, persico, and turns on her Side] “Rise, sir, and since cinnamon, citron, and spirit of clara, cause my guardian's presence will not allow me pri- such swimming in the brain, that carries many vilege of tongue, read that, and rest assur'd a guinea full tide to the doctor: but you are you are not indifferent to me." [Offers her not to be bred this way: no galloping abroad, a Letter, she strikes it down] Ha, right wo-no receiving visits at home, for in our loose man! but no matter; I'll go on. country the women are as dangerous as the Sir F. Ha! what's that? a letter! - Ha, ha, men. ha! thou art balk'd.

Patch. So I told her, sir, and that it was Sir G. Ha! a letter! oh! let me kiss it with not decent to be seen in a balcony-but she the same raptures that I would do the dear threatened to slap my chops, and told me I hand that touch'd it. [Opens it] Now for a was her servant, not her governess. quick fancy, and a long extempore.

Sir J. Did she so? but I'll make her to

Sir F. Coming up hastily] The time is know that you are her duenna. Oh, that inexpired, sir, and you must take your leave. comparable custom of Spain! Why, here's no There, my girl, there's the hundred pounds depending upon old women in my country which thou hast won. Go; I'll be with you! 1) The critical moment.

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