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knight, I must confess. I have heard of his Lord Ogle. Why, what will they say! apostasy. Miss Fanny has informed me of it. Ster. That you're a bold man, my lord; that's
Miss Ster. Miss Fanny's baseness has been all. the cause of sir John's inconstancy.
Lord Ogle. Mr Sterling, this may be city wit, Lord Ogle. Nay, now, my dear Miss Sterling, for aught I know. Do you court my alliance? your passion transports you too far. Sir John Ster. To be sure, my lord. may have entertained a passion for Miss Fanny; Lord Ogle. Then I'll explain-My nephew but, believe me, my dear Miss Sterling, believe won't marry your eldest daughter: nor I neither me, Miss Fanny has no passion for sir John. -Your youngest daughter won't marry him: She has a passion, indeed, a most tender passion. I will marry your youngest daughter. She has opened her whole soul to me, and I Ster. What ! with a youngest daughter's forknow where her affections are placed.
tune, my lord?
[Conceitedly. Lord Ogle. With any fortune, or no fortune Miss Ster. Not upon Mr Lovewell, my lord; at all, sir. Love is the idol of my heart, and the for I have great reason to think that her seeming demon, Interest, sinks before him. So, sir, as I attachment to him, is, by his consent, made use said before, I will marry your youngest daughter; of as a blind to cover her designs upon sir John. your youngest daughter will marry me.
Lord Ogle. Lovewell! No, poor lad! she does Ster. Who told you so, my lord ? not think of him.
Lord Ogle. Her own sweet self, sir. Miss Ster. Have a care, my lord, that both Ster. Indeed! the families are not made the dupes of sir John's Lord Ogle. Yes, sir; our affection is mutual; artifice, and my sister's dissimulation! You don't your advantage double and treble; your daughknow her; indeed, my lord, you don't know her; ter will be a countess directly-I shall be the a base, insinuating, perfidious—It is too much happiest of beings; and you'll be father to an She has been beforehand with me, I perceive. earl instead of a baronet. Such unnatural behaviour to me! But since I Ster. But what will my sister say? and my see I can have no redress, I am resolved that daughter? some way or other I will have revenge. Erit. Lord Ogle. I'll manage that matter; nay, if Ster. This is foolish work, my lord !
they won't consent, I'll run away with your Lord Ogle. I have too much sensibility to bear daughter in spite of you. the tears of beauty.
Ster. Well said, my lord ! your spirit's good; Ster. It is touching, indeed, my lord; and very I wish you had my constitution ! but if you'll moving for a father.
venture, I have no objection, if my sister has Lord Ogle. To be sure, sir ! You must be dis none. tressed beyond measure! Wherefore, to divert Lord Ogle. I'll answer for your sister, siryour too exquisite feeling, suppose we change A propos ! the lawyers are in the house. I'll have the subject, and proceed to business.
articles drawn, and the whole affair concluded Ster. With all my heart, my lord.
to-morrow morning. Lord Ogle. You see, Mr Sterling, we can make Ster. Very well! and I'll dispatch Lovewell to no union in our families by the proposed marriage. London immediately for some fresh papers
I Ster. And I am very sorry to see it, my lord. shall want, and I shall leave you to manage mat
Lord Ogle. Have you set your heart upon be- ters with my sister. You must cxcuse me, my ing allied to our house, Mr Sterling?
lord, but I can't help laughing at the matchSter. 'Tis my only wish at present, my omni- He, he, he ! what will the folks say? Erit. um, as I may call it.
Lord Ogle. What a fellow am I going to make Lord Oyle. Your wishes shall be fulfilled. a father of? He has no more feeling than the Ster. Shall they, my lord! but how-how? post in his warehouse-But Fanny's virtues tune Lord Oyle. I'll marry in your family.
me to rapture again, and I won't think of the Ster. What! my sister Heidelberg
rest of the family. Lord Ogle. You throw me into a cold sweat, Mr Sterling! No, not your sister; but your
Enter LOVEWELL, hastily. daughter.
Love. I beg your lordship's pardon, my lord: Ster. My daughter !
are you alone, my lord? Lord Ogle. Fanny !--Now the murder's out! Lord Ogle. No, my lord, I am not alone; I am Ster. What! you, my lord?
in company, the best company. Lord Ogle. Yes, I ; I, Mr Sterling!
Lore. My lord ! S!er. No, no, my lord; that's too much. Lord Ogle. I never was in such exquisite en
[Smiling. chanting company since my heart first conceived, Lord Ogle. Too much! I don't comprehend or my senses tasted pleasure. you.
Love. Where are they, my lord?
Lord Ogle. In my mind, sir.
[ Looking about
Love. What company have you there, my lord? Love. Marry her!-What do you mean, my
[Smiling. lord! Lord Ogle. My own ideas, sir, which so crowd Lord Ogle. Miss Fanry Sterling that is; the upon my imagination, and kindle in it such a de- countess of Ogleby that shall be. lirium of ecstacy, that wit, wine, music, poetry, Love. I am astonished ! all combined, and each perfection, are but mere Lord Ogle. Why, could you expect less from mortal shadows of my felicity.
me? Love. I see that your lordship is happy, and I Love. I did not expect this, my lord. rejoice at it.
Lord Ogle. Trade and accounts have destroyLord Ogle. You shall rejoice at it, sir; my fe- ed your feeling. licity shall not selfishly be confined, but shall Love. No, indeed, my lord.
(Sighs. spread its influence to the whole circle of my Lord Ogle. The moment that love and pity enfriends. I need not say, Lovewell, that you shall tered my breast, I was resolved to plunge into have your share of it.
matrimony, and shorten the girl's tortures-I neLove. Shall I, my lord ?—Then I understand ver do any thing by halves ; do I, Lovewell? you; you have heard- Miss Fanny has informed Love. No, indeed, my lord. (Sighs.] What an you
accident! Lord Ogle. She has; I have heard, and she Lord Ogle. What's the matter, Lovewell? thou shall be happy; 'tis determined.
seem'st to have lost thy faculties! Why don't Love. Then I have reached the summit of my you wish me joy, man? wishes. And will your lordship pardon the folly? Love. O, I do, my lord.
[Sighs. Lord Ogle. O yes; poor creature, how could Lord Ogle, She said that you would explain she help it? Twas unavoidable, Fate and ne- what she liad not power to utter; but I wanted cessity.
no interpreter for the language of love. Love. It was, indeed, my lord. Your kindness Love. But has your lordship, considered the distracts me.
consequences of your resolution! Lord Ogle. And so did the poor girl, faith! Lord Ogle. No, sir, I am above consideration,
Love. She trembled to disclose the secret, and when my desires are kindled. declare her affections?
Love. But, consider the consequences, my lord, Lord Ogle. The world, I believe, will not think to your nephew, sir John. ber affections ill placed.
Lord Ogle. Sir John has considered no conseLove. (Bowing.) You are too good, my lord. quences himself, Mr Lovewell. And do you really excuse the rashness of the ac Lore. Mr Sterling, my lord, will certainly retion?
fuse his daughter to sir John. Lord Ogle. From my very soul, Lovewell. Lord Ogle. Sir John has already refused Mr
Love. Your generosity overpowers me. [Bow- Sterling's daughter. ing.] I was afraid of her meeting with a cold re Love. But what will become of Miss Sterling, ception. Lord Ogle. More fool you, then.
Lord Ogle. What's that to you ? • Who pleads her cause with never-failing beauty, have her, if you will. I depend upon Mr SterHere finds a full redress.' [Strikes his breastling's city-philosophy, to be reconciled to lord Oyle
by's being his son-in-law, instead of sir John MelShe's a fine girl, Lovewell.
vil, barvnet. Don't
you think that your master Love. Her beauty, my lord, is her least merit. may be brought to that, without having recourse She has an understanding
to his calculations! Eh, Lovewell? Lord Ogle. Her choice convinces me of that. Love. But, my lord, that is not the question.
Love. (Bowing.] That's your lordship’s good Lord Ogle. Whatever is the question, I'll tell ness. Her choice was a disinterested one. you my answer. - -I am in love with a fine girl,
Lord Ogle. No, no; not altogether; it began whom I resolve to marry. with interest, and ended in passion.
Enter Sir John MELVIL. Love. Indeed, my lord, if you were acquainted with her goodness of heart, and generosity of What news with you, sir John ?—You look all mind, as well as you are acquainted with the in- hurry and impatience—like a messenger after a ferior beauties of her face and person
battle. Lord Ogle. I am so perfecily convinced of Sir John. After a battle, indeed, my lord! I their existence, and so totally of your mind, touch- have this day had a severe engagenient, and, ing every amiable particular of that sweet girl, wanting your lordship as an auxiliary, I have at that, were it not for the cold unfeeling impedi- last mustered up resolution to declare what my ments of the law, I would marry her to-morrow duty to you and to myself have demanded from morning.
me some time. Lore. My lord !
Lord Oyle. To the business, then, and be as Lord Ogle. I would, by all that's honourable in concise as possible, for I am upon the wing-eh, man, and amiable in woman.
Lovewell? [He smiles, and LOVEWELL bows.
my lord ?
Sir John. I find 'tis in vain, my lord, to strug. same thing to me: won't it, Lorewell? (Conceitgle against the force of inclination.
edly.] Why don't you laugh at him? Lord Ogle. Very true, nephew; I am your wit. Love. I do, my lord. [Forces a smile. ness, and will second the motion-shan't I, Sir John. And your lordship will endeavour to Lovewell? [Smiles, and Lovewell bows. prevail on Mrs Heidelberg to cousent to my mar
Sir John. Your lordship's generosity encoura riage with Miss Fanny? ges me to tell you, that I cannot marry Miss Lord Ogle. I'll speak to Mrs Heidelberg about Sterling.
the adorable Fanny as soon as possible. Lord Ogle. I am not at all surprised at it Sir John. Your generosity transports me! she's a bitter potion, that's the truth of it; but Lord Ogle. Poor fellow, what a dupe! be litas you were to swallow it, and not I, it was your tle thinks who's in possession of the town. business, and not mine -Any thing more?
[ Aside. Sir John. But this, my lord; that I may be Sir John. And your lordship is not in the least permitted to make my addresses to the vther offended at this seeming inconstancy? sister.
Lord Ogle. Not in the least. Miss Fanny's Lord Ogle. O yes; by all means -have you charms will even excuse infidelity. I look upon any hopes there, nephew ?-Do you think he'il women as the feræ nature-lawful game—and succeed, Lovewell?
every man who is qualified, has a natural right [Smiles, and winks at LOVEWELL. to pursue them;-Lovewell as well as you, and Looe. I think not, my lord. (Gravely. I as well as either of you. Every man shall do
Lord Ogle. I think so, too; but let the fool his best, without offence to any—what say you, try.
kinsmen? Sir John. Will your lordship favour me with Sir John. You have made me happy, my your good offices to reinove the chief obstacle to Love. And me, I assure you, my lord ! the match, the repugnance of Mrs Heidelberg? Lord Ogle. And I am superlatively samallons
Lord Ogle. Mrs Heidelberg! Had not you bet- donc ! to horse and away, boys you to your after begin with the young lady first? It will save fairs, and I to mine-suivons l'amour. [Sings. you a great deal of trouble: won't it, Lovewell?
[Ereunt severally. [Smiles.] But do what you please, it will be the
SCENE I.-Fanny's apartment. papers are wanted merely on that account-bot
as we shall discover all to-morrow, there will be Enter LOVEWELL and Fanny, followed by
no occasion for them, and it would be idle in me BETTY. Fan. Why did vou come so soon, Mr Love Fan. Hark!- hark! bless me, how I tremble! well? the family is not yet in bed, and Betty cer LI feel the terrors of guilt-indeed, Mr tainly heard soinebody listening near the chamber- Lovewell, this is too much for me. door.
Love. And for me, too, my sweet Fanny! Your Bet. My mistress is right, sir ! evil spirits are apprehensions make a coward of me. But what abroad; and I am sure you are both too good, can alarm you ? your aunt and sister are in their not to expect mischief from them.
chambers, and you have nothing to fear from the Love. But who can be so curious, or so wick- rest of the family. ed?
Fan. I fear every body, and every thing, and Bet. I think we have wickedness and curiosity every moment My mind is in continual agitaenough in this family, sir, to expect the worst. tion and dread; indeed, Mr Lovewell, this si
Fan. I do expect the worst. Prithec, Betty, tuation may have very unhappy consequences. return to the outward door, and listen if you
(H'eeps. hear any body in the gallery; and let us know di Love. But it shan't - I would rather tell our rectly.
story this moment to all the house, and run the Bet. I warrant you, madam—the lord bless risk of maintaining you by the hardest labour,
[Erit BET. than suffer you to remain in this dangerous per. Fun. What did my father want with you this plexity.—What! shall I sacrifice all my best evening?
hopes and affections, in your dear health and Love. He gave me the key of his closet, with safety, for the mean, and, in such case, the orders to bring from London some papers relating meanest consideration-of your fortune Were to lord Ogleby.
we to be abandoned by all our relations, we have Fan. And why did you not obey him? that in our hearts and minds will weigh against
Love. Because I am certain tlmt bis lordship the most affluent circumstances. I should not has opened his beart to him about you, and those have proposed the secrecy of our marriage, but
for your sake; and with hopes that the most ge Bet. I can distinguish a man from a mouse as nerous sacrifice you have made to love and me, well as my betters—I'm sorry you think so ill of might be less injurious to you, by waiting a lucky me, sir. moment of reconciliation.
Fan. He compliments you; don't be a fool !Fan. Hush! hush ! for Heaven's sake, my Now you have set her tongue a running, she'll dear Lovewell, don't be so warm! your genero mutter for an hour. [TO LOVEWELL.] I'll go and sity gets the better of your prudence; you will hearken myself.
[Erit Fan: be heard, and we shall be discovered.
Bet. I'll turn my back upon no girl for sincesatisfied-indeed I am -Excuse this weak- rity and service. [Half aside, and muttering. ness, this delicacy, this what you will. - My Love. Thou art the first in the world for both; mind's at peace-indeed it is—think no more of and I will reward you soon, Betty, for one and it, if you love me!
the other. Love. That one word has charmed me, as it Bet. I am not mercenary, neither- I can live always does, to the most iinplicit obedience: it on a little, with a good carretes. would be the worst of ingratitude in me to distress you a moment.
Fan. All seems quiet-suppose, my dear, you Bet. [In a low voice.) I'm sorry to disturb go to your own room--I shall be much easier you.
then-and to-morrow we will be prepared for the Fan. Ha! what's the matter?
discovery. Lore. Have you heard any body?
Bet. You may discover, if you please ; but, for Bet. Yes, yes, I have; and they have heard my part, I shall still be secret. you, too, or I'm mistaken-if they had seen you,
[Halt aside, and muttering. too, we should have been in a fine quændary! Love. Should I leave you now, if they still are
Fan. Prithee, don't prate now, Betty! upon the watch, we shall lose the advantage of Lore. What did you hear?
our delay. Besides, we should consult upon toBet. I was preparing myself, as usual, to take morrow's business. Let Betty go to her own me a little nap
room, and lock the outward door after her; we Love. A nap!
can fasten this; and when she thinks all safe, Bet. Yes, sir, a nap; for I watch much bet- she may return and let me out as asual. ter so than wide awake; and, when I had wrap Bet. Shall I, madam? ped this handkerchief round my head, for fear of Fan. Do! let me have my way to-niglit, and the ear-ach from the key-hole, I thought I heard you shall coinınand me ever after. I would not a kind of a sort of a buzzing, which I first took have you surprised here for the world. Pray, for a gnat, and shook my head two or three times, leave ine! I shall be quite myself again, if you and went so with my hand.
will oblige me. Fan. Well-well--and so
Love. I live only to oblige you, my sweet Bet. And so, madam, when I heard Mr Love- Fanny! I'll be yone this moment. (Going well a little loud, I heard the buzzing louder, Fan. Let us listen first at the door, that you too and pulling off my handkerchief softly, I may not be intercepted. Betty shall go first, and, could hear this sort of noise
if they lay hold of her(Makes an indistinct sort of noise, like speak Bet. They'll have the wrong sow by the ear, I ing.
can tell them that.
[Going hastily. Fan. Well, and what did they say?
Fan. Softly—softly-Betty! don't venture out, Bet. O! I could not understand a word of if you hear à noise. Softly, I beg of you! see, what was said.
Mr Lovewell, the effects of indiscretion ! Love. The outward door is locked?
Love. But love, Fanny, makes amends for all. Bet. Yes; and I bolted it, too, for fear of the
[Ereunt all, sofily. Fan. Why did you? they must have heard you, SCENE II.-Changes to a gallery, which leads if they were near.
to several bed-chambers. Bet. And I did it on purpose, madam, and coughed a little, too, that they might not hear Enter Miss STERLING, leading Mrs IleidelMr Lovewell's voice--when I was silent, they
Berg in a night-cup. were silent, and so I came to tell you.
Miss Ster. This way, dear madam; and then Fan. What shall we do?
all. Love. Fear nothing; we know the worst ; it Mrs Heid. Nay, but niece-consider a little will only bring on our catastrophe a little too -don't drag me out this figure; let me put on soon—but Betty might fancy this noise-she's in my fly-cap !—if any of my lord's fammaly, or the the conspiracy, and can make a man a mouse at counsellors at law, should be stirring, I should any time.
be perdigus disconcerted. Vol. II.
Miss Ster. But, my dear madam, a moment Miss Ster. Nothing but servants ; let us retire is an age, in my situation. I am sure my sister a moment !
[They retire. has been plotting my disgrace and ruin in that chamber -O! she's all craft and wickedness. Mrs Heid. Well, but softly, Betsey !you are
Enter Brush, half drunk, laying hold of the
Chamber-maid, who has a candle in her hand, all in emotion—your mind is too much flustrated --you can neither eat, nor drink, nor take your Cham. Be quiet, Mr Brush; I shall drop down natural rest—compuse yourself, child; if we are with terror! not as warysome as they are wicked, we shall Brush. But my sweet, and most amiable chamdisgrace ourselves and the whole famınaly. bermaid, if you have no love, you may bearken
Miss Ster. We are disgraced already, madam. to a little reason ; that cannot possibly do your Sir Jolin Melvil has forsaken me; my lord cares virtue any harm. for nobody but himself; or, if any body, it is my Cham. But you may do me harm, Mr Brush, sister; my father, for the sake of a better bar- and a great deal of harm, too; pray let me go; gain, would marry me to a 'Change broker; so I ain ruined if they hear you; I tremble like an that if you, madam, don't continue my friend, asp if you forsake me—if I ain to lose my best hopes Brush. But they shan't hear us; and if you and consolation-in your tenderness—and affec- have a mind to be ruined, it shall be the making tions—I had better-at once-give up the mat of your fortune, you little slut, you! therefore, I ter-and let my sister enjoy—the fruits of her say it again, if you have no love, hear a little treachery-trample with scom upon the rights reason ! of her elder sister, the will of the best of aunts Cham. I wonder at your impurence, Mr Brush, and the weakness of a too interested father. to use me in this manner; this is not the way to
[She pretends to be bursting into tears all keep me company, I assure you. You are a this speech.
town-rake, I see; and now you are a little in Mrs Heid. Don't, Betsey---keep up your spurrit liquor, you fear nothing. - I hate wbiinpering-I am your friend--depend Brush. Nothing, by Heavens, but your frowns, upon me in every particular-- but be composed, most amiable chamber-maid ! I am a little and tell me what new mischief you have dis- electrified, that's the truth on't ; I am not used covered?
to drink port, and your master's is so heady, Miss Ster. I had no desire to sleep, and would that a pint of it oversets a claret-drinker. not undress myself, knowing that my Machiavel Cham. Don't be rude! bless me!-I shall be sister would not rest till she had broke my heart: ruined--what will become of me? -I was so uneasy that I could not stay in my Brush. I'll take care of you, by all that's horoom; but, when I thought that all the house was nourable ! quiet, I sent my maid to discover what was going Cham. You are a base man to use me so I'll forward; she immediately came back, and told cry out, if you don't let me go. That is Miss me that they were in high consultation; that she Sterling's chamber, that Miss Fanny's, and that had heard only, for it was in the dark, my sister's Madam Heidelberg's
. maid conduct sir John Melvil to her mistress, Brush. And that my lord Ogleby's, and that and then lock the door.
my lady What-d'ye-call-'em's: I don't mind such Mrs Heid. And how did you conduct yourself folks when I'm sober, much less when I am in this dalimma?
whimsical --rather above that, too. Miss Sler. I returned with her, and could bear Cham. More shame for you, Mr Brush !-you a man's voice, though nothing that they said, dis- territy me—you have no modesty. tinctly; and you may depend upon it, that sir Brush. O, but I have, my sweet spider-brushJohn is now in that room, that they have settled er!—for instance; I reverence Miss Fanny, the matter, and will run away together before she's a most delicious morsel, and fit for a prince. morning, if we don't prevent them.
- With all my horrors of matrimony, I could Mrs Heid. Why, the brazen slut! she has got marry ber inyself—but for her sisterher sister's husband (that is to be) locked up in Miss Ster. There, there, madam, all in a story! her chamber ! at night, too I tremble at the Cham, Bless me, Mr Brush !-I heard some thoughts !
thing! Miss Ster. Hush, madam ! I hear some Brush. Rats, I suppose, that are gnawing the thing.
old timbers of this execrable old dungeon-If it Mrs Heid, You frighten me-- let me put on was mine, I would pull it down, and till your fine my tiv-cap -1 would not be seen in this figur canal up with the rubbish; and then I should for the world.
get rid of two damned things at once. Miss Ster. 'Tis dark, madam ; you can't be Cham. Law! law ! how you blaspheme !—we scen.
shall have the house upon our beads for it. Mrs Heid. I protest there's a candle coming, Brush. No, no; it will last our time-but, as I and a man, too!
was saying, the eldest sister-Miss Jezebel