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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 endeav

our it, sir. Mir. There's an old rogue now. [ Aside] Sir E. What, to set upon a card, und 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, lo 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, ') or put up for a parliayou shall only abale 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 seile 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, I

Mir. Unconscionable old wretch! bribe me assure you, sir. Adad, these young fellows with my own money!- Which way shall I think old men gei estates for noihing but them get out of his hands?

[ Aside. !o 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,

Mir. I must not pretend to banter; he knows sir; I'm sure my uncle bred me like one. my tongue too well. [.Aside] No, Gardy, I Sir F. From which you would inser, sir, have thought of a way will confound him more that gaming and wenching are requisites for than all I could say, if I should talk to him a gentleman. 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 mad

nerly reproaches. I must, though against my Mir. It would make you mad if you knew will, employ invention, and by stralagem reall. [-Aside] I'll not answer him a word, but lieve myself.

[Aside. be dumb to all he says.

Sir É. Sirrah, what is it you muller, sirrah, Sir F. Dumb! good; ha, ha, ha! Excellent! ha? [Holds up his Cane] 'I say you shan't ba, ha, ha, ha! I think I have you now, sir have a groat out of my hands till I please, George. Dumb! he'll go distracted—well, she's and may be I'll never please; and what's that the wiltiest 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?! 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!'

Sir F. What's that, sirrah? would you

rob Mir. Nay, Gardy, if he did but know my me or cut my throat, you rogue? thoughts of him it would make him ten times Charles. Heaven forbid, sir!-I said no such madder; ha, ba, ha, ha!

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!

to elbow one out of one's life to edge himself

into the estate! Enter CHARLES. Sir F. How now, sirrah! who let you in?

Enter MARPLOT. Charles. My necessities, sir.

Mar. 'Egad, he's here—I was afraid I had Sir F. Your necessities are very impertinent, lost him: his secret could not be with his faand ought to have sent before they enter'd. ther; his wants are public there. — Guardian,

Charles. Sir, I knew 'twas a word would your servant - 0 Charles, are you there? I gain admittance no where.

now by that sorrowful countenance of thine, Sir F. Then, sirrah, how durst you rudely the old man's list is as close as his strong box thrust that upon your father, which nobody - But I'll help thee.

Aside. else would admit?

Sir F. So here's another extravagant coxCharles. Sure the name of a son is a suf- comb that will spend his fortune before he ficient plca. I ask this lady's pardon, if I have comes to't, but he shall pay swinging interest, 2) intruded.

and so let the fool go on.- -Well, what does Sir F. Ay, ay, ask her pardon and her necessity bring you too, sir ? blessing too, if you expect any thing from me. Mar. You have hit it, Guardian-I want a

Mir. I believe yours, sir Francis, in a purse hundred pounds. of guineas, would be more material. Your Sir F. For what? son may have business with you; I'll retire. Mar. Pugh! for a hundred things; I can't

Sir F. I guess his business, but I'll dispatch for my life tell you for what. him; I expect the knight every minute : you'll Charles. Sir, I suppose I have received all be in readiness ?

the answer I am like tn have? Mir. Certainly. My expectation is more Mar. Oh, the devil! if he gets out before upon the wing than yours, old gentleman. me I shall lose him again.

[ Aside. [Aside, and exit. Sir F. Well, sir.

1) All good substantial citizens are subject to be chosen Charles. Nay, it is very ill, sir, my cir

as sherill; but by paying a suin of money as fine, they

are exempt from the fatigues of business, which would cumstances are, I'm sure.

be too great nuw a days, besides it is wery wulgur lo Sir F. And what's that to me, sir? your

have any sort of occupation. management should bave made 'em better.

Swinging sometimes means, greal.

Sir F. Ay, sir, and you may be marching mind, or would you capitulate? ha, ha, ha! as soon as you please-I musi see a change Look, here are the guineas; [Chinks them] 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, Sir F. Fool, take this and go to the cashier. and take your post. I sban't be long plagu'd with thee.

Sir F. Agreed. Miranda!

[Erit. [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.

(Salutes her. to thy advantage.

Sir F. Hold, sir; kissing was not in our Charles. Ha! does he relent?

agreement. Sir F. My lady Wrinkle, worth forty thou- Sir G. Oh! that's by way of prologue, Pr'ysand pounds, sets up for a handsome young thee, old mammon, to thy post. 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 ulmost limit; not a

Charles. My lady Wrinkle, sir! why, she minute more. bas 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 vivacily 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.

Sár F. Out of my doors, you dog! you [Miranda gives hin her Handto raise him. pretend to meddle with my marriage, sirrab! Sir F. [Running up] Hold, hold, hold! no Charles. Sir, I obey you, but

palming; that's contrary to articlesSir F. But me no buts-be gone, sir! dare Sir G. 'Sdeath, sir, keep your distance, or to ask me for money again-refuse forty I'll write another article in your guts. thousand pounds! Out of my doors, I say,

[Lays his Hand to his Sword, without reply.

[Erit Charles. Sir F. [Going back] A bloody-minded

fellow! Enter MARPLOT, running.

Sir G. Not answer me! perhaps she thinks Mar. Ha! gone! is Charles gone, Gardy? my address too grave: I'll be more free. [Aside]

Sir F. Yes, and I desire your wise worship Can you be so unconscionable, madam, to let to walk after him.

me say all these fine things to you without Mar. Nay, 'egad I shall run, I tell you that one single compliment in return?

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 tive of the ten minutes certainly lose this secret, and I had rather by gone, sir George-Adad, I don't like those balf lose my money-Where shall I find him close conferences, 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 E [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. Sir F. What, is the fellow distracted? [Aside] Madam, these few minutes cost me

an hundred pounds--and would you answer Enter Servant.

me, I could purchase the whole day so. HowServ. 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, ba! In my mind he looks like an ass already madam, I will instruct you how to keep your Enter SJR 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

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I ask any thing to which you would reply in presently; ha, ha, ha, ha! [Exit Miranda. the aftirinative, 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, ') will you? [Shakes his Head] and in the doubtful, Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! she has nick'd you, sir tender sigh thus.

[Sighs. George, I think! ba, ha, ha! Have you any Mir. How every action charms me—but I'll more hundred pounds to throw away upon Gt him for signs, I warrant him. [Aside. courtship? ha, ha, ha!

Sir G. Was it by his desire that you are Sir .. 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 vever 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 I could wish. (Aside] You'll not con- hated young fellows? ha, ha, 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, ba, 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, ba! 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 wealih. Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! how he swells with enry [Miranda holds up her Hands] Why, what - Poor man! poor man! ha, ha, ha! I must's 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, ba, ba! by signs? 'Ad, I may be fool'd here. [Aside) Sir G. With all my heart, faith - I shall What do you mean, sir George?

laugh in my turn too—for if you dare marry Sir G. To cut your throat, if you dare her, old Belzebub, you will be cuckolded most mutter another syllable.

egregiously ; remember that, and tremble. Sir F. 'Od, I wish he were fairly out fof

[E.xeunt. [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

Patch, following: mean? She won't answer me to the purpose, Sir J. What, in the balcony again, nolor 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? 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, rampart 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 assurd 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 I band 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 hustily] 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 youl 1) The critical moment.

my house.


--for they are as wantou at eighty as a girl sage for any body there? - ('my conscience of eighteen; and a man may as safely trust to this is some he baw'd Asgil's translation, as to his great grandmo- Whis. Letter or message, sir? ther's not marrying again.

Sir J. Ay, letter or message, sir? Isa. Or to the Spanish ladies' veils and Whis. No, not I, sir, duenuas for the safeguard of their honour. Sir J. Sirrah, sirrah! I'll have you set in

Sir J. Dare to ridicule the cautious conduct the stocks 1) if you don't tell your business of that wise nation, and I'll have you lock'd immediately. up this fortnight, without a peep-hole. Whis. Nay, sir, my business-is no great

Isa. If w had but the ghostly helps in En-matter of business neither, and yet 'tis busi-
gland which they bave in Spain, I might de- ness of consequence too.


did - Let me tell you, sir, Sir J. Sirrah, don't trifle with me. confinement sharpens the invention, as want Whis. Trisle, sir! have you found him, sir? of sight strengthens the other senses, and is Sir J. Found what, you rascal ? often more pernicious than the recreation that Whis. Why, Trille is the very lapdog.my ingocent liberty allows.

lady lost, sir; I fancied I saw bim run into Sir J. Say you so, mistress! who the devil this house. I'm glad you have bim-Sir, my taught you the art of reasoning? I assure you lady will be overjoy'd that I have found him. they must have a greater faith than I pretend Sir J. Who is your lady, friend? to, that can think any woman innocent who Whis. My lady Lovepuppy, sir. requires liberty; therefore, Patch, to your Sir J. My lady Lovepuppy, sir! then pr’ycharge I give her; lock her up till I come thee carry thyself to er, for I know of no back from 'Change. I shall have some saun-other whelp that belongs to her; and let me tering coxcomb, with nothing but a red coat catch you no more puppy-hunting about my and a feather, think by leaping into her arms doors, lest I have you press'd into the service, to leap into my estate - but I'll prevent them; sirrah. she shall be only signior Babinetto's.

Whis. By no means, sir — Your humble Patch. Really, sir, I wish you would employ servant.-I must watch whether he goes or no any body else in this affair; I lead a life like before I can tell my master. [Aside. Exit. a dog in obeying your commands. Come, Sir J. This fellow has the officious leer of madam, will you be locked up ?

a pimp, and I half suspect a design; but I'll Isa. Ay, to enjoy more freedom than he is be upon them before they think on me, I aware of. [Aside. Exit with Patch. warrant 'em.

[Exit. Sir J. I believe this wench is very true to

Scene IV.-Charles's Lodgings. my interest: I am happy I met with her, if I can but keep my daughter from being blown

Enter CHARLES and MARPLOT. upon till signior Babinetto arrives, who shall Charles. Honest Marplot, I thank thee for marry her as soon as he comes, and carry this supply, I expect my lawyer with a thouher to Spain as soon as he has married her. sand pounds I have ordered 'him to take up, She has a pregnant wit, and I'd no more have and then you shall be repaid. her an English wife than the grand signior's Mar. Pho, pho! no more of that. Here mistress.


. comes sir George Airy, Scene III.-Outside of Sir Jealous TRAF

FICK's House.

cursedly out of humour at his disappointment. Enter WHISPER,

See how he looks ! ha, ha, ha!

Sir G. Ah, Charles! I am so humbled in Whis. So, there goes sir Jealous: where my pretensions to plots upon women, that I shail I find Mrs. Patch, now?

believe I shall never have courage enough to

attempt a chambermaid again—I'll tell theeEnter Patch.

Charles. Ha, ha! I'll spare you the relation Patch. Oh, Mr. Whisper! my lady saw by telling you— Impatient to know your buyou out of the window, and order'd me to siness with my father, when I saw you enter bid you fly and let your master know she's I slipp'd back into the next room, where I now alone.

overheard every syllable. Whis. Hush! speak softly! I go, 1 go! But Mur. Did you, Charles? I wish I had been barkye, Mrs. Patch, shall not you and I have with you. a little confabulation, when my master and Sir G. That I said — but I'll be hang'd if your lady are engag'd ?

you beard her answer-But pr’ythee tell me, Patch. Ay, ay; farewell.

Charles, is she a fool? [Goes in and shuts the Door. Whisper Charles. I never suspected her for one; but peeps after her through the Key-hole. Marplot can inform you better, if you'll allow

him a judge. Re-enter SiR JEALOUS TRAFFick, meeting

Mar. A fool! I'll justify she has more wit WHISPER.

than all the rest of her sex put together. Why, Sir J. Sure, whilst I was talking with Mr. she'll rally me till I han't a word to say for Tradewell, I heard my door clap. (Seeing myself. Whisper] Ha! a man lurking about my


1) The stocks are now the punishment of the poor connWho do you want there, sir?

try-fellows for getting tipsey, swearing etc. towns and Whis. Want-want-á pox! Sir Jealous! cities are too refined for these things, and now the What must I say now?

[Asidr. tread-mill generally employs the 'wicked.

scem as if these inventions came from China, if we Sir J. Ay, want! Have you a letter or mes- are to believe Goldsmith's geography,

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me success.

Charles. A mighty proof of her wit, truly-lhere? Except I find out that, I am as far from

Mar. There must be some trick in't, `sir knowing bis business as ever. "Gad, I'll watch; George; ’egad, l'il find it out, if it cost me it may be a bawdy-house, and he may have the sum you paid for't.

his throat cut. If ihere should be any mischief

, Sir G. Do, and command me

I can make oath he went in. Well, Charles, Mar. Enough : let me alone to trace a secret- in spite of your endeavours to keep me out

of the secret, I may save your life for aught Enter Whisper, and speaks aside to his I know. At that corner i'll plant myself; Master.

there I shall see whoever goes in or comes The devil! he bere again! damn that fellow, out. "Gad, I love discoveries. [Exit. be never speaks out.

Is this the same, or a new secre!? [Aside] You may speak out, Scene 11.4 Chamber in the House of Sir here are none but friends.

JEALOUS TRAFFICK. Charles. Pardon me, Marplot, 'tis a secret. Charles, Isabinda, and Patch discovered.

Mar. A secret! ay, or ecoda) I would not give a farthing for it. Sir George, won't you Isa. Patch, look out sharp; have a care of ask Charles what news Whisper brings ? Sir G. Not I, sir; I suppose it does not

Patch. I warrant you. relate to me.

Isa. Well, sir, if I may judge your love Mar. Lord, Lord! how little curiosity some by your courage, 1 ought to believe you sinpeople have! Now my chief pleasure is in cere; for you venture into the lion's den when knowing every body's business.

you come to see me. Sir G. I fancy, Charles, thou hast some Charles. If you'll consent whilst the furious engagement upon thy hands ?

beast is abroad, I'd free you from the reach Mar. Ilave you, Charles ? Sir G. I bave a little business too.

Isa. "That would be but to avoid one danger Mar. Have you, sir George ?

by running into another, like poor wretches Sir G. Marplot, if it falls in your way to who fly the burning ship, and meet their fate bring me any intelligence from Miranda, you'll in the water. Come, come, Charles, I fear, if find me at the Thatch'd-house at six

I consult my reason, confinement and plenty Mar. You do me much honour.

is better than liberty and starving. I know Charles. You guess right, sir George; wish you would make the frolic pleasing for a little

time, by saying and doing a world of tender Sir G. Better than attended me. Adieu. [E.çit

. things; but when our small substance is erCharles. Marplot, you must excuse me- hausted, and a thousand requisites for life are

Mar. Nay, nay; what need of any excuse wanting, love, who rarely dwells with poverty, amongst friends? I'll go with you.

would also fail us. Charles. Indeed you must not.

Charles. 'Faith, I fancy not; methinks my Mar. No! then I suppose 'tis a duel; and I heart bas laid up a stock' will last for life, to will go to secure you:

back which I have taken a thousand pounds Charles. Well, but'ris no duel, consequently upon my uncle's estate; that surely will supno danger; therefore pr’ythee be answer'd. port us till one of our fathers relent.

Mar. What, is't a misiress then?-Mum- Isa. There's no trusting to that, my friend; you know I can be silent upon occasion. I doubt your father will carry his humour to

Charles. I wish you could be civil too: I the grave, and mine till he sees me settled in Spain. tell you, you neither must nor shall go with Charles. And can you then cruelly resolve Farewell.

[Erit. to stay till that curs'd don arrives, and suffer Mar. Why then-I must and will follow that youth, beauty, fire, and wit to be sacriyou.

[Exit. fic'd to the arms of a dull Spaniard, to be ACT III.

immured, and forbid the sight of any thing

that's human? SCENE I.-A Street,

Isa. No; when it comes to that extremity, Enter CHARLES.

and no stratagem can relieve us, thou shalt Charles, Well, here's the house which holds list for a soldier, and I'll carry thy knapsack the lovely prize, quiet and serene: here no after thee. noisy footmen throng to tell the world that Charles. Bravely resolv'd! the world cannot beauty dwells within, no. ceremonious visit be more savage than our parents, and fortune makes the lover wait, no rival to give my generally assists the bold, therefore consent

Who would not scale the now: why should she put it to a future hawindow at midnight without fear of the jea- zard ? who knows wben we shall have another lous father's pistol, rather than fill up the train opportunity ? of a coquette, where every minute he is jostled Isa. Oh, you have your ladder of ropes, 1 out of place? [Knocks softly] Mrs. Patch! suppose, and the closet window stands just Mrs. Patch!

where it did; and if you han't forgot to write

in characters, Patch will find a way for our Enter Patch.

assignations. Thus much of the Spanish conPatch. Oh, are you come, sir ? All's safe. trivance my father's severity has taught me; Charles. So in, in then. [They go in. thank him: though I hate the nation, I ad

mire their management in these affairs. Enter MARPLOT. Mar. There he goes! Who the devil lives 1) Dad for father, as pronounced by children learning to 1 Ecod for “by God."



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