Lord T. What, before you know it? O'Cut. Fore and aft, my lord! Lord T. A gentleman has offended me in a point of honour O'Cut, Cut his troat! Lord T. Will you carry him a letter for me? O'Cut. Indeed and I will; and I'll take you in tow, to; and you shall engage him yard-arm and yard-arm. Lord T. Why, then, Captain, you'll come a little earlier to-morrow morning than you proposed, that you may attend him with my billet, before you proceed on the other affair. O'Cut. Never fear it, my lord. Your sarvant! My ladyship, your humble sarvant! Lord T. Captain, yours. Pray give my service to my friend, Mrs. O'Cutter How does she do? O'Cut. I tank your ladyship's axing;-the dear creature is purely tight and well. Lord T. How many children have you, Captain? O'Cut. Four, and please your lordship, and another upon the stocks. Lord T. When it is launched, I hope to be at the christening. I'll stand godfather, Captain. O'Cut. Your lordship's very good. Lord T. Well, you'll come to-morrow. O'Cut. Ay, my lord, and every day next week. Little Terence O'Cutter never fails, fait, when a troat is to be cut. [Exit. Lady F. Ha, ha, ha! But sure you don't intend to ship off both her father and her country lover for the Indies? Lord T. O no! Only let them contemplate the inside of a ship, for a day or two; and, in the meanwhile, measures may be concerted to carry off the girl. Re-enter Servant. S rv. Mrs. Oakly, madam, is at the door, in her chariot, and desires to have the honour of speaking to your ladyship on particular business. Lord T. Mrs. Oakly! what can the jealous-pated woman want with you? Lady F No matter what; I hate her mortally. Let her in. [Exit Servant. Lord T. What wind blows her hither? Lady F. A wind that must blow us some good. Lord T. How? I was amazed you chose to see her. Lady F. How can you be so slow of apprehension! She comes, you may be sure, on some occasion relating to this girl; in order to assist young Oakly, perhaps, to soothe me, and gain intelligence, and so forward the match; but I'll forbid the banns, I warrant you. Whatever she wants, I'll draw some sweet mischief out of it.-But away, away! I think I hear her; slip down the back stairs-or-stay, now I think on't, go out this way -meet her- and be sure to make her a very respectful bow as you go out. Lord T. Hush! here she is! Enter MRS. OAKLY. [Lord Trinket bours, and exit. Mrs. O. I beg pardon, for giving your ladyship this trouble. Lady F. I am always glad of the honour of seeing Mrs. Oakly. Mrs. O. There is a letter, madam, just come from the country, which has occasioned some alarm in our family. It comes from Mr. Russet. Lady F. Mr. Russet? Mrs. O. Yes, from Mr. Russet, madam; and is chiefly concerning his daughter. As she has the honour of being related to your ladyship, I took the liberty of waiting on you. Lady F. She is, indeed, as you say, madam, a relation of mine; but, after what has happened, I scarce know how to acknowledge her. Mrs. O. Has she been so much to blame, then? Lady F. So much, madam!-only judge for yourself. Though she has been so indiscreet, not to say indecent in her conduct, as to elope from her father, I was in hopes to have hushed up that matter, for the honour of our family; but she has run away from me, too, madam-went off in the most abrupt manner, not an hour ago. Mrs. O. You surprise me. Indeed, her father, by his letter, seems apprehensive of the worst cousequences. But does your ladyship imagine any harm has happened? Lady F. I can't tell: I hope not. But, indeed, she's a strange girl. You know, madam, young women can't be too cautious in their conduct. Sho is, I am sorry to declare it, a very dangerous person to take into a family. Mrs O. Indeed! (Alarmed.) Lady F. If I was to say all I know Mrs. O. Why sure your ladyship knows of nothing that has been carried on clandestinely between her and Mr. Oakly? (In disorder.) Lady F. Mr Oakly? Mrs. O. Mr. Oakly-no, not Mr. Oakly-that is, not my husband-I don't mean him-not him, but his nephew-young Mr. Oakly. Lady F. Jealous of her husband! So, so! now I know my game. (Aside.) Mrs. O. But, pray, madam, give me leave to ask, was there anything very particular in her conduct while she was in your ladyship's house? Lady F. Why, really, considering she was here scarce a week, her behaviour was rather mysterious; letters and messages, to and fro, between her and I don't know who. I suppose you kuow that Mr. Oakly's nephew has been here, madam? Mrs. 0. I was not sure of it. Has he been to wait on your ladyship on this occasion? Ladg F. To wait on me!-the expression is much too polite for the nature of the visit. My Lord Trinket, the nobleman whom you met as you came in, had, you must know, madam, some thoughts of my niece; and, as it would be an advantageous match, I was glad of it: but, I believe, after what he has been witness to this morning, he will drop all thoughts of it. Mrs. O. I am sorry that any relation of mine should so far forget himself— Lady F. It's no matter his behaviour, indeed, as well as the young lady's, was pretty extraordinary: and yet, after all, I don't believe he is the object of her affections. Mrs. O. Ha! (Much alarmed.) Lady F. She has certainly an attachment somewhere, a strong one. But his lordship, who was present all the time, was convinced, as well as myself, that Mr. Oakly's nephew was rather a convenient friend, a kind of go-between, that the lover. Bless me! madam, you change colour!-you seem uneasy! What's the matter? Mrs. O. Nothing, madam-nothing; a littlo shocked that my husband should behave so. Lady F. Your husband, mada'n? Mrs. O. His nephew, I mean. His unpardonable rudeness-But I am not well. I am sorry I have given your ladyship so much trouble: I'll take iny leave. Lady F. I declare, madam, you frighten me. Your being so visibly affected makes me quite uneasy. I hope I have not said anything: I really don't believe your husband is in fault. Men, to be sure, allow themselves strange liberties; but I think, nay, I am sure, it cannot be so-it is impos sible! Don't let what I have said have any effect on you. Mrs. O. No, it has not; I have no idea of such a thing. Your ladyship's most obedient. (Going, returns.) But sure, madam, you have not heard or don't know anything. Lady F. Come, come, Mrs. Oakly; I see how it is, and it would not be kind to say all I know. I dare not tell you what I have heard. Only be on your guard; there can be no harm in that. Do you be against giving the girl any countenance, and see what effect it has. Mrs. O. I will. I am much obliged. But does it appear to your ladyship, then, that Mr. Oakly Lady F. No, not at all: nothing in't I dare say. I would not create uneasiness in a family: but I am a woman myself, have been married, and can't help feeling for you.-But don't be uneasy; there's nothing in't, I dare say. [servant. Mrs. O. I think so. Your ladyship's humble Lady F. Your servant, madam. Pray don't be alarmed: I must insist on your not making yourself uneasy. Mrs. 0. Not at all alarmed-not in the least uneasy. Your most obedient. [Exit. Lady F. Ha, ha, ha! There she goes; brimful of anger and jealousy, to vent it all on her husband. Mercy on the poor man! Re-enter LORD TRINKET. Bless me! my lord, I thought you was gone! Lord T. Only into the next room, My curiosity would not let me stir a step further. I heard it all; and was never more diverted in my life, 'pon honour Ha, ha, ha! Lay. How the silly creature took it.-Ha, ha, ha! Lord T. Ha, ha, ha!-My dear Lady Freelove, you have a deal of ingenuity-a deal of esprit, 'pon honour. Lady F. A little shell thrown into the enemy's works, that's all. Both. Ha, ha, ha! Lady F. But I must leave you: I have twenty visits to pay. You'll let me know how you succeed in your secret expedition. Lord T. That you may depend on. Lady F. Remember, then, that to-morrow morn- SCENE IL-Mr. Oakly's Ilouse. Oakly is not at home, sir? Har. Sure, sir, if you was to let her know that I had particular business Wil. I should not dare to trouble her, indeed, madam. Har. How unfortunate this is! What can I do? Pray, sir, can I see Mr. Oakly, then? What an unhappy situation am I reduced to by my father's obstinate perseverance, to force me into a marriage which my soul abhors. Enter OAKLY. Oak. (At entering) Where is the lady? (Seeing her.) Bless me! Miss Russet, is it you?-Was ever anything so unlucky? (Aside.) Is it possible, madam, that I see you here? Har. It is too true, sir; and the occasion on which I am now to trouble you, is so much in need of an apology, that Oak. Pray make none, madam. If my wife should return before I get her out of the house again! (Aside.) Har. I dare say, sir, you are not quite a stranger to the attachment your nephew has professed to me. Oak. I am not, madam. I hope Charles has not been guilty of any baseness towards you. If he has, I'll never see his face again. Har. I have no cause to accuse him; butOak. But what, madam? Pray be quick. The very person in the world I would not have seen! (Aside.) Har. You seem uneasy, sir! Oak. No, nothing at all. Pray go on, madam. Har. I am at present, sir, through a concurrence of strange accidents, in a very unfortunate situation; and do not know what will become of me without your assistance. Oak. I'll do every thing in my power to serve you; I know of your leaving your father, by a letter we have had from him. Pray let me know the rest of your story. Har. My story, sir, is very short. When I left my father's, I came immediately to London, and took refuge with a relation; where, instead of meeting with the protection I expected, I was alarmed with the most infamous designs upon my honour. It is not an hour ago since your nephew rescued me from the attempts of a villain; I tremble to think that I left him actually engaged in a duel. Oak. He is very safe. He has just sent home the chariot, from the St. Alban's tavern, where he dines to day. But what are your commands for me, madam? Har. The favour, sir, I would now request of you is, that you would suffer me to remain, for a few days, in your house. Oak. Madam! Har. And that, in the meantime, you will use your utmost endeavours to reconcile me to my father, without his forcing me into a marriage with Sir Harry Beagle. Oak. This is the most perplexing situation! Why did not Charles take care to bestow you properly? Iar. It is most probable, sir, that I should not have consented to such a measure myself. The world is but too apt to censure, even without a cause, and if you are so kind as to admit me into your house, I must desire not to consider Mr. Oakly in any other light than as your nephew. Oak. What an unlucky circumstance! Upon my soul, madam, I would do anything to serve you; Wil. Yes, madam: I'll acquaint my master, if but being at my house creates a difficulty, thatyou please. Ilar. Pray do, sir. Wil. Will you favour me with your name, madam? Har. Be pleased, sir, to let him know that a lady desires to speak with him. Wil. I shall, madam, [Exit. Har. I wish I could have seen Mrs. Oakly, Har. I hope, sir, you do not doubt the truth of what I have told you? Oak. I religiously believe every tittle of it, madam; but I have particular family considerations, that Har. Sure, sir, you cannot suspect me to be base enough to form any connections in your family contrary to your inclinations, while I am living in your house? Oak. Such connexions, madam, would do me and all my family great honour. I never dreamt of any scruples on that account. What can I do? Let me see-let me see. Suppose-(Pausing.) Enter MRS. OAKLY. Mrs. O. I am sure I heard the voice of a woman, conversing with my husband. Ha! (Seeing Harriot.) It is so indeed! Let me contain myself: I'll listen (Aside.) Har. Isce, sir, you are not inclined to serve me. Good heaven! what am I reserved to? Why, why did I leave my father's house, to expose myself to greater distresses? Oak. I would do anything for your sake, indeed I would. So pray be comforted, and I'll think of some proper place to bestow you in. Mrs. 0. So! so! Mrs. O. Fine fashion, indeed, to seduco other women's husbands! Har. Dear Madam, how can you imagineOak. I tell you, my dear, this is the young lady that Charles Mrs. O. Mighty well! but that won't do, sir; did not I hear you lay the whole intrigue together? Did not I hear your fine plot of throwing all the blame upon Charles Oak. Nay, be cool, a moment. You must know, my dear, that the letter which came this morning related to this lady Mrs. O. I know it. Oak. And since that, it seems, Charles has been so fortunate as to Mrs. O. O, you deceitful man! That trick is too stale to pass again with me. It is plain now what you meant by your proposing to take her into the house this morning. But the gentlewoman could Har. What place can be so proper as your introduce herself, I see. own house? Oak. My dear madam, II— Mrs. O. My dear madam! Mighty well! (Aside) Oak. Hush!-hark! What noise?-No-nothing. But I'll be plain with you, madam; we may be interrupted. The family consideration I hinted at is nothing else than my wife. She is a little unhappy in her temper, madam; and if you were to be admitted into the house, I don't know what would be the consequence. Mrs. O. Very fine! (Aside.) Oak. My dear life, it would be impossible for you to behave in such a manner as not to give her suspicion. Har. But if your nephew, sir, took every thing upon himself— Oak. Still that would not do. madam. Why, this very morning, when the letter came from your father, though I positively denied any knowledge of it, and Charles owned it, yet it was almost impossible to pacify her. Har. What shall I do? What will become of me? Oak. Why, lookye, my dear madani; since my wife is so strong an objection, it is absolutely impossible for me to take you into the house. Nay, if I had not known she was gone out, just before you came, I should be uneasy at your being here, even now. So we must manage as well as we can. I'll take a private lodging for you, a little way off, unknown to Charles, or my wife, or anybody; and if Mrs. Oakly should discover it at last, why, the whole matter will light upon Charles, you know. Mrs. 0. Upon Charles! (Aside) Har. How unhappy is my situation! (weeping) I am ruined for ever. Oak. Ruined! not at all. Such a thing as this has happened to many a young lady before you, and all has been well again. Keep up your spirits! I'll contrive, if I possibly can, to visit you every day. Mrs. O. (Advances.) Will you so? O, Mr. Oakly! have I discovered you at last? I'll visit you, indeed! And, you, my dear madam, I'll Har. Madam, I don't understand Mrs. O. I understand the whole affair, and have understood it for some time past. You shall have a private lodging, miss! It is the fittest place for you, I believe. How dare you look me in the face? Oak. For heaven's sake! my love, don't be so violent. You are quite wrong in this affair-you don't know who you are talking to. This lady is a person of fashion. Oak. Fie! fie! my dear, she came on purpose to inquire for you. Mrs. O. For me!-better and better! Did not sho watch her opportunity, and come to you just as 1 went out? But I am obliged to you for your visit, madam. It is sufficiently paid. Pray don't let me detain you. Oak. For shame, for shame, Mrs. Oakly! How can you be so absurd? Is this proper behaviour to a lady of her character? Mrs. O. I have heard her character. Go, my fino runaway madan! Now you have eloped from your family, and runaway from your aunt! Go! you sha'n't stay here, I promise you. Oak. Pr'ythee be quiet. You don't know what you are doing. She shall stay. Mrs. O. She sha'n't stay a minute. Oak. She shall stay a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year! 'Sdeath! madam, she shall stay for ever, if I choose. Mrs. O. How! Har. For heaven's sake, sir, let me go. I am frightened to death. Oak. Don't be afraid, madam. She shall stay, I insist upon it. Rus. (Within.) I tell you, sir, I will go up. I am sure the lady is here, and nothing shall hinder me. Har. O, my father! my father! (Faints.) Oak. See, she faints; (Catches her.) Ring the bell! Who's there? Mrs. O. What! take her into your arms, too! I have no patience. Enter RUSSET. Rus. Where is this?-Ha! fainting! (Runs to her.) O, my dear Harriot! my child, my child! Oak. Your coming so abruptly shocked her spirits: but she revives. How do you do, madam Har. (To Russet.) O, sir! Rus. O, my dear girl, how could you run away from your father, that loves you with such foudness? But I was sure I should find you here. Mrs. O. There-there! Sure he should find he here! Did I not tell you so?-Are not you a wicked man to carry on such base, underhand doings with a gentleman's daughter? Rus. Let me tell you, sir, whatever you may think of the matter, I shall not easily put up with this behaviour. How durst you encourage my daughter to an elopement, and receive her in your house? Mrs. O. There-mind that! The thing is as plain as the light. Oak. I tell you, you misunderstand Rus. Lookye, Mr. Oakly, I shall expect satisfc Rus. Has not this affair been carried on a long worse, as I did, now I recollect, once before. How time, in spite of my teeth? Oak. Sir, I never troubled myselfMrs. O. Never troubled yourself! Did not you insist on her staying in the house, whether I would Oak. No. [or no? Rus. Did not you send to meet her, when she Oak. No. [came to town? Mrs. O. Did not you deceive me about the letter this morning? Oak. No-no-no; I tell you, no. Mrs. O. Yes-yes-yes; I tell you, yes. Mrs. O. I'll stop these fine doings, I warrant you. Oak. 'Sdeath! you will not let me speak; and you are both alike, I think. I wish you were married to one another with all my heart. Mrs. O. Mighty well! mighty well! Rus. I shall soon find a time to talk with you. Oak. Find a time to talk! you have talked enough now for all your lives. Mrs. O. Very fine! Come along, sir! Leave that lady with her father. Now she is in the properest hands. [Exit. Oak. I wish I could leave you in his hands.(Going, returns.) One word with you, sir! The height of your passion, and Mrs. Oakly's strange misapprehension of this whole affair, makes it impossible to explain matters to you at present. I will do it when you please, and how you please. [Exit. Rus. Yes, yes; I'll have satisfaction. So, madam, I have found you at last. You have made a fine confusion here. Har. I have, indeed, been the innocent cause of a great deal of confusion. Rus. Innocent! What business had you to be running hither, after Har. My dear sir, you misunderstand the whole affair. I have not been in this house half an hour. Rus. Zounds! girl, don't put me in a passion! You know I love you; but a lie puts me in a passion. But, come along: we'll leave this house directly. (Charlés sings without.) Heyday! what now? Enter CHARLES, drunk. Charles. (Sings.) But my wine neither nurses nor babies can bring, And a big bellied bottle's a mighty good thing. What's here? a woman? Harriot! impossible! My dearest, sweetest Harriot! I have been looking all ever the town for you; and at last, when I was tired, and weary, and disappointed, why then, the honest Major and I sat down together to drink your health in pint bumpers. (Running to her.) Rus. Stand off! How dare you take any liberty with my daughter before me? Zounds! sir, I'll be the death of you! Charles. Hai 'Squire Russet, too! You jolly old the devil came they here? Who would have thought of finding her in my own house? My head turns round with conjectures. I believe I am drunk, very drunk: so, egad, I'll e'en go and sleep myself sober, and then inquire the meaning of all this. For "I love Sue, and Sue loves me," &c. ACT IV. SCENE L-Oakly's House. [Exit, singing. Enter CHARLES and MAJOR OAKLY. Maj. O. Poor Charles! What a scene of confusion! I would give the world to have been there. Charles. And I would give the world to have been anywhere else. May wine be my poison, if ever I am drunk again! [ing. Maj. O. Ay, ay, so every man says the next mornCharles. Where, where can she be? Her father would hardly carry her back to Lady Freelove's, and he has no house in town himself, nor Sir Harry. I don't know what to think. I'll go in search of her, though I don't know where to direct myself. Enter WILLIAM. Wil. A gentleman, sir, that calls himself Captain O'Cutter, desires to speak with you. Charles. Don't trouble me. I'll see nobody. I'm not at home. Wil. The gentleman says he has very particular business, and he must see you. Charles. What's his name! Who did you say ? Wil. Captain O'Cutter, sir. Charles. Captain O'Cutter! I never heard of him before. Do you know anything of him, Major? Maj 0. Not I. But you hear he has particular business. I'll leave the room. Charles. He can have no business that need be a secret to you. Desire the captain to walk up. [Exit William. Enter CAPTAIN O'CUTTER. O'Cut. Jontlemen, your sarvant. Is either of you names Charles Oakly, Esq.? Charles. Charles Oakly, sir, is my name, if you have any business with it. O'Cut. Avast, avast, my dear! I have a little business with your name; but as I was to let nobody know it, I can't mention it till you clear the decks, fait. (Pointing to the Major.) Charles. This gentleman, sir, is my most intimate friend, and anything that concerns me may be mentioned before him. O'Cut. O, if he's your friend, my dear, we may do all above board. It's only about your deciding a deferance with my Lord Trinket. He wants to show you a little warm work; and, as I was steering this way, he desired me to fetch you this letter. (Gives a letter.) Maj. O. How, sir, a challenge? O'Cut. Yes, fait, a challenge I am to be his lordship's second; and if you are fond of a hot berth, and will come along with that jontleman, we'll all go to it together, and make a little line of battle a-head of our own, my dear. Charles. (Reads.) Ha! what's this? This may be useful. (Aside.) Maj. O. Sir, I am infinitely obliged to you. A rare fellow this! (Aside.) Yes, yes, I'll meet all the good company. I'll be there in my waistcoat and pumps, and take a morning's breathing with you. Are you fond of fighting, sir? [grog. O'Cut. Indeed, and I am; I love it better than Mai. O. But pray, sir, how are you interested in this difference? Do you know what it is about? O'Cut. O! the devil burn me, not I. What signifes what it's about, you know, so we do but tilt a little? Maj. O. What, fight, and not know for what? O'Cut. When the signal's out for engaging, what signifies talking? Maj. O. I fancy, sir, a duel's a common breakfast with you. I'll warrant, now, you have been engaged in many such affairs. O Cut. Upon my shoul, and I have: sea or land, it's all one to little Terence O'Cutter. When I was last in Dublin, I fought one jontleman for cheating me out of a thousand pounds; I fought two of the Mermaid's crew about Sally Macguire; three about politics, and one about the playhouse in Smock Alley. But, upon my fait, since I am in England, I have done nothing at all, at all. Charles. This is lucky; but my transport will discover me. (Aside.) Will you be so kind, sir, (to O'Cutler) as to make my compliments to his lordship, and assure him, that I shall do myself the honour of waiting on him. O'Cut. Indeed, and I will. Arrah! my dear, won't you come too? (To Major Oakly.) Maj. O. Depend upon it, Captain. A very extraordinary fellow! (Aside.) Charles. Now, to get my intelligence. (Aside.) I think the time, sir, his lordship appoints in his letter, is-a O'Cut. You say right. Six o'clock. Charles. And the place-a-a-is-I think, behind Montague House? O'Cut. No, my dear! Avast! by the ring in Hyde-park, 'fait. I settled it there myself, for fare of interruption. Charles. True, as you say, the ring in Hyde-park. I had forgot. Very well, I'll not fail you, sir. O'Cut. Devil burn me, nor I. Upon my soul, little Terence O'Cutter will see fair play, or he'll know the reason And so, my dear, your sarvant. You'll not forget to come, my dear? [Exit. Maj. O. Ha, ha, ha! What a fellow! He loves fighting like a game cock. Charles. O uncle, the luckiest thing in the world! Maj. O. What! to have the chance of being run through the body? I desire no such good fortune. Charles. Wish me joy, wish me joy! I have found her, my dear girl, my Harriot! She is at an inn in Holborn, Major! Maj. O. Ay! how do you know? Charles. Why, this dear, delightful, charming, blundering Captain, has delivered me a wrong Maj. O. A wrong letter? [letter. Charles, Yes, a letter from Lord Trinket to Lady Freelove. Maj. O. The devil! What are the contents? Charles. The news I told you just now, that she's at an ina in Holborn; and, besides, an excuse from my lord, for not waiting on her ladyship this morning according to his promise, as he shall be entirely taken up with his design upon Harriot. Maj. O. So! so! A plot between this lord and the lady. Charles. There! read, read, man! (Gives the letter.) Maj. O. (Reading.) Um-um-um. Very fine! What do you propose doing? Charles. To go thither immediately. Maj. O. Then you shall take me with you. Who knows what his lordship's designs may be? I begin to suspect foul play. Charles. No, no; pray mind your own business. If I find there is any need of your assistance, I'll send for you. Maj. O. You'll manage this affair like a boy, now. Go on rashly, with noise, and bustle, and fury, and get yourself into another scrape. Charles. No, no. Let me alone; I'll go incog. Leave my chariot at some distance; proceed prudently, and take care of myself, I warrant you. I did not imagine that I should ever rejoice at receiving a challenge; but this is a most fortunate accident that could possibly have happened. B'ye, b'ye, uncle! [Exit hastily. Maj. O. I don't half approve of this; and yet I can hardly suspect his lordship of any very deep designs neither. Charles may easily outwit him, Harkye, William! (At seeing William at some distance.) Re-enter WILLIAM. Wil. Sir! Maj. O. Where's my brother? Wil. Yes, sir. Maj. O. And how is he, William? Maj. O. Ay, ay; but is he in good humour, or- [Exit. Maj. 0. Well said, William! No bad hint for me, perhaps! What a strange world we live in! no two people in it love one another better than my brother and sister, and yet the bitterest enemies could not torment each other more heartily. However, yesterday, to give him his due, he behaved like a man. Keep it up, brother! keep it up! or it's all over with you. Since mischief is on foot, I'll even set it forward on all sides. I'll in to him directly, read him one of my morning lectures, and persuade him, if I possibly can, to go out with me immediately; or work him to some open act of rebellion against the sovereign authority of his lady wife. Zounds, brother! rant, and roar, and rave, and turn the house out of the window. If I was a husband!-'Sdeath, what a pity it is that nobody knows how to manage a wife but a bachelor. [Exit. SCENE II-The Bull and Gate Inn. Enter HARRIOT. Har. What will become of me? Among all my distresses, I must confess that Charles's behaviour yesterday is not the least. So wild! so given up to excesses! And yet I am ashamed to own it even to myself. I love him: and death itself shall not prevail on me to give my hand to Sir Harry. But here he comes! But what shall I do with him? Enter SIR HARRY BEAGLE. Sir H. Your servant, miss. What! not speak! Bashful, mayhap. Why then I will. Lookye, miss, I am a man of few words. What signifies haggling? it looks just like a dealer, What d'ye think of me |