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of you.

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ness.

you of it?

are best.

Stuke. 'Tis surely impulse; it pleads so Reason would lose what rashness may obstrongly–But you are cold-We'll 'e'en part

tain.

[Eceunt. here then. And for this last reserve, keep it

Scene II.-BEVERLEY's Lodgings. for better uses; I'll have none on't. I thank you though, and will seek fortune singly

Enter Mrs. BEVERLEY and CHARLOTTE. One thing I had forgot

Char. 'Twas all a scheme, a mean one; Bev. Vhat is it?

unworthy of

my

brother. Sluke. Perhaps 'lwere best forgotten. But Mrs. B. No, I am sure it was not-Stukely I am open in my nature, and zealous for the is honest too, I know he is. — This madness honour of my friend – Lewson speaķs freely has undone them both.

Char. My brother irrecoverable - You are Bev. Of I know he does.

too spiritless a wife-A mournful tale, mixed Stuke. I can forgive him for't; but, for my with a few kind words, will steal away your friend, I'm angry.

soul. The world's too subtle for such goodBev.'What says he of me?

Had I been by, he should have asked Stuke. That Charlotte's fortune is embezzled your life sooner than those jewels. -He talks on't loudly.

Mrs. B. He should have had it then. Bev. He shall be silenced then-How heard [Warmly:] I live but to oblige him. She

who can love and is beloved, like me, will do Stuke. From many. He questioned Bates as much. Men have done more for mistressabout it. You must account with him, be says. es, and women for a base deluder: and shall

Bev, Or be with me--and soon too. a wife do less? Your chidings hurt me, Charlotte. Stuke. Speak mildly to him. Cautions Char: And come too late ; they might have

saved you else. How could he use you so ? Bev. I'll think on't-But wbither go you? Mrs. B. 'Twas friendship did it. His heart

Stuke. From poverty and prisons-No mat- was breaking for a friend. ter whither. If fortune changes, you may

Char. The friend that has betrayed him. hear from me.

Mrs. B. Pr’ythee don't think so. Bev. May these be prosperous then, [of- Char. To-morrow he accounts with me. fering the Notes, which he refuses]. Nay, Mrs. B. And fairly-I will not doubt it. they are yours—I have sworn it, and will have Char. Unless a friend has wanted - I have nothing-Take them, and use them. no patience--Sister! sister! we are bound to

Stuke. Singly I will not--My cares are for curse this friend. my friend; for his lost fortune and ruined fam- Mrs. B. My Beverley speaks nobly of him. ily. All separate interests I disclaim. To- Char. And Lewson truly–But I displease gether we have fallen; together we must rise. you with this talk.-To-morrow will instruct us. My heart, my honour, and affections, all will Mrs. B. Stay till it comes then - I would have it so.

not think so hardly. Bev. I am weary of being fooled.

Char. Nor I, but from conviction–Yet we Stuke. And so am l-Here let us part then have hope of better days. My uncle is infirm, - These bodings of good fortune shall all be and of an age that threatens hourly-Or if he stifled; call them folly, and forgot them — lives, you never have offended him; and for farewell.

distresses so unmerited he will have pity. Bev. No; stay a moment - How my poor Mrs. B. I know it, and am cheerful. We heart's distracted! I have the bodings too; but have no more to lose; and for what is gone, whether caught from you, or prompted by my. if it brings prudence home, the purchase was good or evil genius, I know not — The trial well made. shall determine-And yet, my wife

Char. My Lewson will be kind too. While Stuke. Ay, ay, she'll chide.

he and I have life and means you shall divide Bev. No; my chidings are all here. with us—And see, he's here.

[Pointing to his Heart. Stuke. I'll not persuade you.

Enter LEWSON. Bev. I am persuaded; by reason too; the We were just speaking of you. strongest reason, necessity. Oh, could I but Lew. 'Tis best to interrupt you then. Few regain the height I have fallen from, heaven characters will bear a scrutiny; and wbere should forsake me in my latest hour, if I again the bad outweighs the good, he's safest that's mixed in these scenes, or sacrificed the hus-least talked of. What say you, madam ? band's peace, his joy, and best affections, to

[To Charlotte. avarice and infamy.

Char. That I hate scandal, though a woman Stuke. I have resolved like you; and, since therefore talk seldom of you. our motives are so honest, why should we Mrs. B. Or, with more truth, that though fear success?

a woman, she loves to praise-therefore talks Bev. Come on then-Where shall we meet? always of you. I'll leave you to decide it. Stuke. At Wilson's - Yet if it hurts you,

[Exit. leave me: I have misled you ofien.

Lew. How good and amiable! I came to talk Bev. We have misled each other-But come! in private with you, of matters that concern you. Fortune is fickle, and may be tir'd with plagu- Char. What matters? ing us –There let us rest our hopes.

Lew. First, answer me sincerely to what I ask. Stuke. Yet think a lilile.

Char. Propose your question. Bev. I cannot-thinking but distracts me. Lew. 'Tis now a tedious twelvemonth since, When desperation leads, all thoughts are with an open and kind heart, you said you vain;

loved me.

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sweet words, I pressed for marriage, you gave other. Keep what you know'a secret; and a voluntary promise that you would live for me. when we meet to-morrow, more may be Char. You think me changed then? known.-Farewell.

[Exit. [Angrily Char. My poor, poor sister! how would Lew. I did not say so. Time and a near this wound her! But I'll conceal it, and speak acquaintance with

my
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may have brought comfort to her.

[Exit. change-if it be so; or for a moment, if you hare wished this promise were unmade, here Scene III.-A Room in a Gaming-house. I acquit you of it-This is my question then; Enter BeVERLEY and STUKELY. and with such plainness as I ask it, I shall Bev. Whither would you lead me? Have you repented of this

[Angrtly. INI promise ?

Stuke. Where we may vent our curses. Char. Why am I doubted ?

Bev. Ay, on yourself, and those damned Lew. My doubts are of myself

. I have my counsels that have destroyed me. A thousand faults, and you have observation. If, from my fiends were in that bosom, and all let loose to temper, my words, or actions, you have con- tempt me,I had resisted else. ceived a thought against me, or even a wish Stuke. Go on, sir-I have deserved this for separation, all that has passed is nothing. from you.

Char. Why now I'll answer you. Your Bev. And curses everlasting-Time is too doubts are prophecies--I am really changed. scanty for themLew. Indeed!

Slúke. What have I done? Char. I could torment you now, as you have Bev. What the arch- devil of old did me; but it is not in my nature.—That I am soothed with false hopes for certain ruin. changed, I own: for what at first was incli- Sluke. Myself unhurt; nay, pleased at your nation is now grown reason in me; and from destruction-So your words mean. Why, tell that reason,

had I the world, nay, were I it to the world. I am too poor to find a poorer than the poorest, and you too want- friend in't. ing bread—I would be yours, and happy.

Bev. A friend! What's he? I had a friend. Lew. My kindest Charlotte! [Taking her Stuke. And have one still.

Hand] Thanks are too poor for this-and Bev. Ay; I'll tell you of this friend. He my words too weak! But if we loved so, why found me happiest of the happy. Fortune and should our union be delayed?

honour crowned me; and love and peace lived Char. For happier times. The present are in my heart. One spark of folly lurked there; 100 wretched.

that too he found: and by deceitful breath Lew. I may have reasons that press it now. blew it into flames, that have consumed me. Char. What reasons ?

This friend were you to me. Lew. The strongest reasons; unanswerable Stuke. A little more, perhaps—The friend,

who gave his all to save you; and not sucChar. Be quick and name them.

ceeding, chose ruin with you. But no matter, Lew. First promise, that to-morrow, or the I have undone you, and am a villain. next day, you will be mine for ever.

Bev. No; I think not — The villains are Char. I do—though misery should succeed. within.

Lew. Thus then I seize you! And with you Stuke. What villains ? 1 every joy on this side heaven!

Bev. Dawson and the rest-We have been Char. Now, sir, your secret.

dupes to sharpers. Lew. Your fortune's lost.

Stuke. How know you this? I have had Char. My fortune lost !—I'll study to be doubts as well as you; yet still as fortune bumble then. But was my promise claimed changed I blushed at my own thoughts.—But fer this? How nobly generous!' Where learned you have proofs, perhaps ? you this sad news?

Bev. Ay, damned ones. Repeated lossesLex. From Bates, Stukeley's prime agent. I Night after night, and no reverse- -Chance has bare obliged him, and he's grateful - He told no hand in this. it

me in friendship, to warn me from my Stuke. I think more charitably; yet I am Charlotte.

peevish in my nature, and apt to doubt-The Char. 'Twas honest in him, and I'll esteem world speaks fairly of this Dawson; so it does bim for it.

of the rest. We bave watched them closely Lew. He knows much more than he has told. too. But 'tis a right usurped by losers, to Char. For me it is enough. And for your think the winners knaves-We'll have more generous love, I thank you from my soul. If manhood in us. Fou'd oblige me more, give me a little time. Bco. I know not what to think-This night Lew. Why time ? It robs us of our happiness. has stung me to the quick-Blasted my repChar. I have a task to learn first. The little utation too-I have bound my honour to these pride this fortune gave me must be subdued. vipers; played meanly upon credit

, till I tired Once we were equal; but now 'tis otherwise; them; and now they shun me, io rifle one and for a life of obligations, I have not learned another. What's to be done? to bear it.

Stuke. Nothing. My counsels have been Lew. Mine is that life. You are too noble. fatal. Char. Leave me to think on't.

Bev. By heaven I'll not survive this shame Lew: To-morrow, then you'll fix my hap- –Traitor! 'tis you have brought it on me. piness?

[Taking hold of him] Show me the means Char. All that I can I will.

to save me, or I'll commit a murder here, and Lex. It must be so; we live but for each next upon myself.

ones.

my oracle.

Stuke. Why, do it then, and rid me of in- Mrs. B. No, my kind girl; I was not born gratitude.

for it-But why do I distress thee? Thy symBeo. Pr’ythee forgive this language - I speak pathizing heart bleeds for the ills of othersI know not what-Rage and despair are in What pity that thy mistress can't reward my heart, and hurry me to madness. Mythee! But there's a power above, that sees home is horror to me--I'll not return to it. and will remember all

. [Knocking] Hark! Speak quickly; tell me, if, in this wreck of there's some one entering. forlune, one hope remains ? Name it, and be Lucy. Perhaps 'tis my master, madam.

Erit. Stuke. To vent your curses on-You have Mrs. B. Let him be well too, and I am bestowed them liberally. Take your own satisfied. [Goes to the Door and listens] No, counsel; and should a desperate hope present 'tis another's voice. itself, 't will suit your desperate fortune. I'll not advise you.

Re-enter Lucy, with STUKELY. Bev. What hope? By heaven I'll catch at Lucy. Mr. Stukely, madam. [E.rit. it, however desperate. I am so sunk in misery Stuke. To meet you thus alone, madam, it cannot lay me lower.

was what I wished. Unseasonable visits, when Stuke. You have an uncle.

friendship warrants them, need no excuseBev. Ay; what of him?

therefore I make none. Stuke. 'Old men live long by temperance; Mrs. B. What mean you, sir? And where while their heirs starve on expectation. is your friend? Bev. What mean you?

Stuke. Men may have secrets, madam, which Stuke. That the reversion of his estate is their best friends are not admitted to. We yours; and will bring money to pay debts parted in the morning, not soon to meet again. with-Nay more, it may retrieve what's past. Mrs. B. You mean to leave us then – to

Bev. Or leave my child a beggar. leave your country too? I am no stranger to

Stuke. And what's his father? A dishonour- your reasons, and pity your misfortunes. able one; engaged for sums he cannot pay- Stuke. Your pity has undone you. Could That should be thought of.

Beverley do this? That letter was a false one; Bev. It is my shame - The poison that in- a mean contrivance to rob you of your jewels flames me. Where shall we go? To whom? -I wrote it not. I'm impatient till all's lost.

Mrs. L. Impossible! Whence came it then? Stuke. All may be yours again-Your man Stuke. Wronged as I am, madam, I must is Bates-He has large funds at his command, speak plainly: and will deal justly by you.

Mrs. B. Do so, and ease me.-Your bints Bev. I am resolved-Tell them within we'll have troubled me. Reports, you say, are stirrmeet them presently; and with full purses, ing-Reports of whom? You wished me not too - Come, follow me.

to credit them.—What, sir, are these reports ? Sluke. No; I'll have no hand in this; nor Stuke. I thought them slander, madam; and do I counsel it-Use your discretion, and act cautioned in friendship, lest from officious from that. You'll find me at my lodgings. tongues the tale had reached you with double Bev. Succeed what will, this night I'll dare aggravation. the worst;

Mrs. B. Proceed, sir. 'Tis loss of fear to be completely curst. Stuke. It is a debt due to my fame; due to

[Exit. an injured wife too.—We are both injured. Stuke. Why, lose it then for ever-Fear is Mrs. B. How injured? And who has inthe mind's worst evil: and 'tis a friendly of-jured us? fice to drive it from the bosom-Thus far has Stuke. My friend-your husband. fortune crowned me-Yet Beverley is rich; Mrs. B. You would resent for both then; rich in his wife's best treasure, her honour but know, sir, my injuries are my own, and and affections. I would supplant him there do not need a champion. too. Charlotte is sometimes absent. The seeds Stuke. Be not too hasty, madam. I come of jealousy are sown already. If I mistake not in resentment, but for acquittance. You not, they have taken root too. Now is the thought me poor; and to the feigned distresses time to ripen them, and reap the harvest. The of a friend gave up your jewels. softest of her sex, if wronged in love, or Mrs. B. I gave ihem to a husband. thinking that she's wronged, becomes a tigress Stuke. Who gave them to ain revenge - I'll instantly to Beverley's — No Mrs. B. What? whom did he give them to? matter for the danger– ÝVhen beauty leads us Stuke. A mistress. on, 'tis indiscretion to reflect, and cowardice Mrs. B. No; on my life he did not. to doubt.

[E.rit.

Stuke. Himself confessed it, with curses on

her avarice. Scene IV.-BEVERLEY's Lodgings. Mrs. B. I'll not believe it-He has no mistress; Enter Mrs. BEVERLEY and Lucy." or, if he has, why is it told to me? Mrs. B. Did Charlotte tell you any thing? Stuke. To guard you against insults. He Lucy. No, madam.

told me, that, to move you to compliance, he Mrs. B. She looked confused, methought : forged that letter, pretending I was ruined, said she had business with her Lewson; which ruined by him too. The fraud succeeded; and when I pressed to know, tears only were her what a trusting wife bestowed in pily, was

lavished on a wanton. Lury. She seemed in haste too-- Yet her Mrs. B. Then I am lost indeed! His follies return may bring you comfort.

I have borne without upbraiding, and saw the

answer.

approach of poverty without a tear-My af- his punisher, till heaven, in mercy, gives him fections, my strong affections, supported me penitence, or dooms him in bis justice. [Exit. through every trial. Stuke. Be patient, madam.

ACT IV. Mrs. B. Patient!' the barbarous, ungrateful

SCENE I.--STUKELY's Lodgings. man! And does he think that the tenderness of my heart is his best security for wounding

Enter Stukely and Bates, meeting. it? But he shall find that injuries such as these Bates. Where have you been? can arm my weakness for vengeance and redress. Stuke. Fooling my time away-playing my

Stuke. Ha! then I may succeed. [Aside] tricks, like a tame monkey, to entertain a Redress is in your power.

woman. No matter where I have been vexed Mrs. B. What redress?

and disappointed.–Tell me of Beverley: how Stuke. Forgive me, madam, if, in my zeal bore he his last shock ? lo serve you, I hazard your displeasure. Think Bales. Like one (so Dawson says) whose of your wretched staté. Already want sur- senses had been numbed with misery. When rounds you - Is it in patience to bear that? all was lost, he fixed his eyes upon the ground, To see your helpless litile one robbed of his and stood some time, with folded arms, stupid birthrigút? A sister too, with unavailing tears, and motionless; then snatching his sword, that lamenting her lost fortune ? No comfort left hung against the wainscot, he sat him down, you, but ineffectual pity from the few, out- and with a look of fixed attention, drew fiweighed by insults from the many. gures on the floor. At last he started

up, Mrs. B. Am I so losi a creature ?-Well, looked wild, and trembled; and, like a woman sir, my redress?

seized with her sex' fits, laughed out aloud, Stuke. To be resolved is to secure it. The while the tears trickled down his face---so left marriage sow once violated, is, in the sight the room. of heaven, dissolved - Start not, but hear me. Stuke. Why, this was madness. Tis now the summer of your youth: time Bates. The madness of despair. has not cropped the roses from your cheek, Stuke. We must confine bim then-A prison though sorrow long has washed thein. Then would do well. [4 knocking at the Door] use your beauty wisely, and, freed by injuries, Hark! that knocking, may be his-Go that way Hy from the cruellest of men, for shelter with down. [Exit Bales] Who's there? the kindest.

Enter LEWSON. Mrs. B. And who is he? Stuke. A friend to the unfortunate ; a bold Lew. An enemy-an open, and avowed one. one too, who, while the storm is bursting on Stuke. Why am I thus broke in upon? your brow, and lightning, flashing from your This house is mine, sir, and should protect eses, dares tell you that he loves you.

me from insult and ill inanners. Mrs. B. 'Would that these eyes had heaven's Lew. Guilt has no place of sanctuary; wherown lightning, that, with a look, thus I might ever found, 'tis virtue's lawful game. The blast thee! Am I then fallen so low? tas fox's hold, and tiger's den, are no security porerty so humbled me, that I should listen against the hunter. to a bellish offer, and sell my soul for bread ? Stuke. Your business, sir? -Oh, villain! villain!-But now I know thee, Lew. To tell you that I know you.—Why and thank thee for that knowledge.

this confusion? That look of guilt and terror? Stuke. If you are wise, you shall have cause Is Beverley awake, or has his wife told tales?

The man that dares like you, should have a Mrs. B. An injured husband too shall thank soul to justify his deeds, and courage to conthee.

front accusers: not, with a coward's fear, to Stuke. Yet know, proud woman, I have a shrink beneath reproof. beart as stubborn as your own! as baughty Stuke. Who waits there? and imperious: and as it loves, so can it hate.

[Aloud, and in confusion. Mrs. B. Mean, despicable villain! I scorn Lew. By heaven he dies that interrupts us! thee, and thy threats. Was it for this that [Shutting the Door] You should have weighBeverley was false?—that his too credulous ed your strength, sir; and then, instead of wife should, in despair and vengeance, give climbing to high fortune, the world had marked up her honour to a wretch? But he shall you for what you are-a little, paltry villain! know it, and vengeance shall be bis.

Stuke. You think I fear you. Stuke. Why, send him for defiance then- Lew. I know you fear me-This is to prove Tell him I love his wife; but that a worthless it.—[Pulls him by the Sleeve] You wanted busband forbids our union. I'll make a widow/privacy-A lady's presence took up your alof you, and court you honourably:

tention.-Now we are alone, sir.- Why, what Mrs. B. Oh, coward, coward! 'thy soul will a wretch! [Flings him from him] The vilest skrink at him: Yet, in the thought of what may insect in creation will turn when trampled on; happen, I feel a woman's fears. Keep thy own yet has this thing undone a man!-by cunning secret, and be gone.

[Rings a Bell. and mean arts undone him!But we have

found you, sir; traced you through all your Enter Lucy. labyrinths. If you would save yourself

, fáll to Your absence, sir, would please me.

confession, no mercy will be shown else. Stuke. I'll not offend you, madam.

Stuke. First prove me what you think me;

[Exit with Lucy. till then your threatenings are in vain-And Mrs. B. Wby opens not the earth, to for this insult, vengeance may, yet be mine. swallow such a monster? Be conscience then Lew. Infamous coward! why, take it now

to thank me.

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then-[Draws, and Stukely retires) Alas, I and not Beverley, that left you—I heard him pity thee!-Yet, that a wretch like this should loud-You seem alarmed too. overcome a Beverley! Il fills me with aston- Stuke. Ay, and with reason- -We are disishment! A wretch, so mean of soul, that covered. even desperation cannot animate him to look Bates. I feared as much, and therefore cauupon an enemy.

You should not bave thus tioned you; but you were peremptory: soared, sir, unless, like others of

your

black Stuke. Thus fools talk ever; spending their profession, you had a sword to keep the fools idle breath on what is past, and trembling al in awe your villany has ruined.

the futurc. We must be active; Beverley, at Sluke. Villany!' 'Twere best to curb this worst, is but suspicious; but Lewson's genius, license of your tongue-for know, sir, while and his hate to me, will lay all open.

Means there are laws, this outrage on my reputation must be found to stop him. will not be borne with.

Bates. What means ? Lew. Laws! Dar'st thou seek shelter from Sluke. Dispatch him-Nay, start not-Desthe laws—those laws which thou and thy in- perate occasions call for desperate deeds_We fernal crew live in the constant violation of? live but by his death. Talk'st thou of reputation too, when, under

Bates. You cannot mean it? friendship's sacred name, thou hast betrayed, Stuke. I do, by heaven! robbed, and destroyed ?

Bates. Good night, then.

[Going. Stuke. Ay, rail at gaming-'tis a rich topic, Stuke. Stay-I must be heard, then answerand affords noble declamation.-Go preach ed.-Perhaps the motion was too sudden; and against it in the city-you'll find a congrega- human weakness starts at murder, though tion in every tavern. if they should laugh at strong necessity compels it. I have thought you, fly to my lord, and sermonize it there: long of this, and my first feelings were like he'll thank you, and reform.

yours;

a foolish conscience awed me, which Lew. And will example sanctify a vice? No, soon I conquered. The man that would undo wretch; the custom of my lord, or of the cit me, nature cries out, undo. Brutes know their that apes bim, cannot excuse a breach of law, foes by instinct; and, where superior force is or make the gamester's calling reputable. given, they use it for destruction. Shall man

Stuke. Rail on, I say-But is this zeal for do less ? Lewson pursues us to our ruin! and beggared Beverley? Is it for him that I am shall we, with the means to crush him, fly treated thus? No; he and his wife might both from our hunter, or turn and tear him?' 'Tís have groaned in prison, had but the sister's folly even to hesitate. fortune escaped the wreck, to have rewarded Bates. He has obliged me, and I dare not. the disinterested love of honest Mr. Lewson. Stuke. Why, live to shame then—to beggary

Lew. How I detest' thee for the thought! and punishment. You would be privy to the But thou art lost to every human feeling: Yet, deed, yet want the soul to act it.-Náy more, let me tell thee, and may it wring thy heart, had my designs been levelled at his fortune, that, though my friend is ruined by thy you had stepped in the foremost-And what is snares, thou hast, unknowingly, been kind to life without its comforts ?—Those you would

rob him of, and by a lingering, death add Stuke. Have I? It was, indeed, unknowingly. cruelty to murder. Henceforth, adieu to halfLew. Thou hast assisted me in love-given made villains—There's danger in them. What me the merit that I wanted; since, but for you have got is yours-keep it, and hide with thee, my Charlotte had not known 'twas her it-I'll deal my, future bounty to those tbat dear self I sighed for, and not her fortune. merit it. Stuke. Thank me, and take her then.

Bates. What's the reward? Lew. And, as a brother to poor Beverley, Stuke. Equal division of our gains. I swear I will pursue the robber that has stripped him, it, and will be just. and snatch him from his gripe.

Bates. Think of the means then. Stuke. Then know, imprudent man, he is Stuke. He's gone to Beverley's—Wait for within my gripe; and should my friendship him in the street—'Tis a dark night, and fit for him be slandered once again, the hand for mischief-A dagger would be useful. that has supplied him shall fall and crush him. Bates. He sleeps no more.

Lew. Why, now there's a spirit in thee! Stuke. Consider the reward. When the This is, indeed, to be a villain! But I shall deed's done I have other business with you. reach thee yet-Fly where thou wilt, my ven- Send Dawson to me. geance shall pursue thee-And Beverley shall Bates. Think it already done-and so, fareyet be saved-be saved from thee, thou mon- well.

[Erit. ster!• nor owe his rescue to his wife's dis- Stuke. Wby farewell, Lewson, then; and honour.

[Exit. farewell to my fears. This night secures me Sluke. [Pausing] Then ruin has enclosed -I'll wait the event within.

[Exit. me!-Curse on my coward heart! I would be bravely villainous; but 'tis my nature to

Scene II. - The Street Stage darkened. shrink at danger, and he has found me. Yet

Enter BEVERLEY. fear brings caution, and that security-More Bev. How like an oulcast do I wander! mischief must be done to hide the past-Look Loaded with every curse that drives the soul to yourself, officious Lewson- there may be to desperation! The midnight robber, as he danger stirring-How now, Bates ?

walks his rounds, sees, by the glimmering

lamp, my frantic looks, and dreads to meet Enter Bates.

Whither am I going? My home lies Bates. What is the matter? 'Twas Lewson, there; all that is dear on earth it holds too ;

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me.

me.

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