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ing lip, eyes that roll and languish, and seem to to the respect that I have paid you, all you do shall speak the exquisite pleasure her arms could give. he indifferent to me for the future ; and you shall

Col. B. Oh! I am fired with this description—'tis And me abandon your empire with so little difficulty, the very she. What's her name ?

that I'll convince the world your chains are not so Fred. Isabella. You are transported, colonel. hard to break as your vanity would tempt you to be

Col. B. I have a natural tendency in me to the lieve. I cannot brook the provocation you give. flesh, thou know'st—and who can hear of charms so Vio. This is not to be borueInsolent! you abanexquisite, and yet remain unmoved? Oh, how I don! you! whom I have so often forbade ever to long for the appointed hour! I'll to the Terriero see me more! Have you not fallen at my feet? im. de Passa, and wait my happiness: if she fails toplored my favour and forgiveness ? did you not mert me, I'll once more atempt to find her at Vio- trembling wait, and wish, and sigh, and swear yourlarite's, in spite of her brother's jealousy. [Aside.) self into my heart ? Ungrateful man! if my chains Dur Frederick, I beg your pardon, but I had for- are so easily broken as you pretend, then you are the got I was to meet a gentleman upon business at five: silliest coxcomb living you did not break them long I'll endeavour to despatch him, and wait upon you ago; and I must think him capable of brooking any. again as soon as possible.

thing, on whom such usage could make no impression. Bied. Your humble servant, Colonel. (Erit. Fel. I always believed, madam, my weakness was

Cu?. B. Gibby, I have no business with you at the greatest addition to your power; you would be porcent. You may go to the devil.

(Erit. less imperious had my inclination been less forward Gibby. That's weel. Now will I gang and seek to oblige you. You have indeed forbade me your th, loon, and gar him gang with me to Don Pedro's sight, but your vanity even then assured you I would house. Giu he'll no gang of himself, Ise gar bim return, and I was fool enough to feed your pride. gang by the lug, sir. Gadswarbit! Gibby hat's a Your eyes, with all their boasted charms, have acleer.

[Exit. quired their greatest glory in conquering memand the

brightest passage of your life is wounding this heart SCENE II.–Violante's Lodyings. with such arms s pierce but few persons of my rank.

(Walks about. Enter VIOLANTE and ISABELLA.

Tio. Matchless arrogance! True, sir, I should Isab. The hour draws on, Violante, and now my have kept measures better with you, if the conquest heart begins to fail me; but I resolve to venture, had been worth preserving: but we easily hazard for all that.

what gives us no pain to lose. As for my eyes, you T'io. What, does your courage sink, Isabella ? are mi-taken if you think they have vanquished none

Isab. Only the force of resolution a littie re- but you : there are men above your boasted rank treated; but I'll rally it again, for all that. who have confessed their power, when their inisfazEnter FLORA.

tune in pleasing you made them obtain such a dis. Flora. Doa Felix is coming up, madam.

graceful victory

Fel. Yes, madam, I am no stranger to your victories. Isab. My brother! which way shall I get out ?

Tio. And what you call the brightest passage of my Despatch him as soon as you can, dear Violanie.

life is not the least glorious part of yours.

[Exit into the closet. Pio. I will.

Fel. Ha, ha! don't put yourself in a passion,

madam; for, I assure you, after this day, I shall gire Enter Felix in a surly humour.

you no trouble. You may meet your sparks on the Felix, what brings you back so soon ? did I not say Terriero de Passa at four in the morning, without to-morrow ?

the least regard to me,---for when I quit your chan. Fel. My passion chokes me; I cannot speak-ber, the world sha'n't bring me back. Oh, I shall burst !

Viu. I am so well pleased with your resolution, I | Aside Throws himself into a chair. don't care how soon you take your leave. But what Pio. Bless me! are you not well, my Felix ? you mean by the Terriero de Passa at four in the Fel, Yes-No-I don't know what I ain. morning, I can't guess.

l'io. Hey.day! what's the matter now ? another Fel. No, no, no! not you. You were not upra jealous whím?

the Terriero de Passa at four this morning! Fel. With what an air she carries it !--I'm asto. Tio. No, I was not; but if I were, I hope I may nished at her impudence !

(Aside. walk where I please, and at what hour I please, Vio. If I were in your place, Felix, I'd choose to without asking your leave ? stay at home when these fits of spleen were upon Fel. Oh, doubtless, madam!--and you might me, and not trouble such persons as are not obliged mect Colonel Briton there, and afterwards send to bear with them.

your emissary to fetch him to your house-and, upon (Here he affects to be careless of her. your father's coming in, thrust him into your bed. Fel. I am very sensible, madam, of what you chamber-without asking my leave! 'Tis no busimean: I disturb you, no doubt; but were I in a ness of mine, if you are exposed among all the foosbetter humour, I should not incommode you less: I men in town-nay, if they ballad you, and cry you am too well convinced you could easily dispense about at a half penny a.piece-they may, without with my visits.

my leave! l'io. When you behave yourself as you ought to Vio. Audacious !—don't provoke me-don't: my do, no company so welcome-but when you reserve reputation is not to be sported with going up to for me your ill-nature, I wave your merit, and con- kim,) at this raterno, sir, it is not. (Bursting into sider what's due to myself

. And I must be free to tears. Inhuman Felix! [Sits. Oh, Isabella! what tell you, Felix, that these humours of yours will a train of ills hast thou brought on me (Aride. abate, is not absolutely destroy, the very principles Fel. Ha! I cannot bear to see her weep-a voof love.

man's tears are far more fatal than our swords. Fel. [Rising.) And I must be so free to tell you, Aside.)-Oh, Violante !-'Sdeath! what a dog am madam, that, since you have made such ill returns li! Now have I no power to stir.-Dost not thou know such a person as Colonel Briton? Pr’ythee, Fel. 'Sdeath! what shall I say now? tell me. [Going to her.) Didst thou not meet him at Ped. Don Felix! Pray, what's your business in four this morning upon the Terriero de Passa ? my house-ha, sir ? A BOLD STROKE FOR A WIFE,

Vio. Were it not to clear my fame, I would not Vio. Oh, sir! what miracle returned you home so answer thee, thou black ingrate-but I cannot bear soon? Sonne angel 'twas that brought my father to be reprcached with what I even !!uch to think of, back, to succour the distressed. This ruffian, he-I much less t act. By heaven! I have not seen the I cannot call himn gentleman-has committed such an Terriero de Passa this day.

uncommon rudeness, as the most profligate wretch Fel. Did not a Scotch footman attack you in the would be ashamed to own. street neither, Violante ?

Fel. What does she mean?

[.Aside. Vio. Yes-but he mistook me for another-or he Vio. As I was at my devotion in my closet, I heard was drunk, I know not which.

a loud knocking at my door, mixed with a woman's Fel. And do not you know this Scotch colonel ? voice, which seemed to imply she was in danger. I

Vio. Pray ask me no more questions: this night few to the door with the utmost speed, where a lady, shall clear my reputation, and leave you without ex- veiled, rushed in upon me; who, falling on her cuse for your base suspicions. More than this, I knees, begged my protection from a gentleman who, shall not satisfy you—therefore, pray leave me. she said, pursued her. I took compassion on her

Fel. Didst thou ever love me, Violante ? tears, and locked her into this closet; but in the

Vio. I'll answer nothing-You was in haste 1o be surprise, having left open the door, this very person, gone just now; I should be very well pleased to be whom you see with his sword drawn, ran in, protestalone, sir.

[Sits down. ing, if I did not give her up to his revenge, he'd Fel. I shall not interrupt your contemplation.- force the door. Stubborn to the last.

(Aside. Fel. What the devil does she mean to do ?-hang Pio. Did ever woman involve herselfas I have done! me ?

| Aside. Fel. Now would I give one of my eyes to be friends li. I strove with him till I was out of breath, with her, for something whispers to my soul she is and had you not come as you did, he must have not guilty. He pauses, then takes a chair, and sits entered. But he's in drink, I suppose; or he could by her ai a little distance, looking at her some time not have been guilty of such an indecorum. without speaking, then draws a li:ile nearer to her.)

[Leering at Felix. Give me your hand at parting, however, Violante, Ped. I am amazed! won't you--(He lays his hand upon her knee several Fel. The devil never failed a woman at a pinch : lir.is, I won't you—won't you-won't you ?

-wbat a tale has she formed in a minute! In drink, l'io. (Half regarding him.) Won't I do what ? quotha ! a good hint: I'll lay hold on’t to bring Fel. You know what I would have, Violante.- myself off.

[Aside. Oh, my heart !

Ped. Fie, Don Felix! No sooner rid of one Vio. [Smiling.) I thought my chains were easily broil, but you are commencing another? To assault broken.

Lays her hand into his. a lady with a naked sword derogates inuch from the Fel. [Draus his chair close to her, and kisses her character of a gentleman, I assure you. hand.] Too well thou knowest thy strength.-Oh, Fel. [Counterfeits drunkenness.) Who, I assault? my charming angel! my heart is all thy own. For- lady—upon honour, the lady assaulted me, sir, anrı give my hasty passion'tis the transport of a love would have seized this body politic on the king': sincere. Oh, Violante! Violante !

highway. Let her come out, and deny it if she can. Pedro. [Within.) Bid Sancho get a new wheel to Pray, sir, command the door to be opened ; and let my chariot presently.

her prove me a liar, if she knows how. Vio. Bless me, my father returned; what shall we Ped. Ay, ay ! open the door, Violante, and let the do now, Felix? We are ruined past redemption. lady come out. Come, I warrant thee he sha'n't

Feh. No, no, no, my love, I can leap from the hurt her. closet window. [Runs to the door where ISABELLA is, Fel. No, no, I won't the dear creature.--Now who claps to the door, and bolts it withinside.) Confu- now! which way will you come off now? | Aside. sion! somebody bolts the door withinside. Oh, Vio- Vio. [l'nlocks the door.] Come forth, madam! lante ! last thou again sacrificed me to my rival ? None shall dare to touch your veil-I'll convey you

[Draws. out with safety, or lose my life. I hope she under. Vio. By heaven, thou hast no rival in my beart! stands me.

(Aside, Let that suffice. Nay, sure, you will not let my father find you here-Distraction!

Enter Isabella, veiled. Fel. Indeed but I shall-unless you command this Isah. Excellent girl! door to be opened, and that way conceal me from Fel. The devil ! a woman! I'll see she be rei his sight. He struggles with her to come at the door.

Fio. Flear me, Felix—though I were sure the re- Vio. (To Felix.) Get clear of my father usi fusing what you ask would separate us for ever, by low me to the Terriero de Passa, whese sul retrotubet* all that's powerful, you shall not enter here. Either shall be rectified. you do love me, or you do not: convince me by

[Erit, with Isabella; Doa te s ter in your obedience.

follow her.
Fel. That's not the matter in debate- I will k
who is in this closet, let the consequence be us
will. Nay, nay, you strive in vain-I will

Vio. You shall not go-
Fel. I will go in.

Enter Don Pedro Ped. Hey-day! what's here to do and yoa sha'n't go ia-and I will are you, sir?

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Ped. As to smoking or drinking, you have your SCENE III.— The Street before Don Pedro's House, liberty; but you shall stay, sir ! Fel. But I'won't stay, sir—for I don't like your

Enter LISSARDO. company ; besides, I have the best reasons in the

Liss, I wish I could see Flora-methinks I have world for my not staying.

an hankering kindness after the slut-we must be Ped. Ay, what's that?

reconciled. Fel. Why, I'm going to be married-and so good bye.

Enter Gibbr. Ped. To be married ?-it can't be. Why, you are Gibby. Aw my sal, sir, but Ise blithe to find yee drunk, Felix

here now. Fel. Drunk! ay, to be sure; you don't think I'd go Liss. Ha, brother! give me thy hand, boy. to be married if I were sober; but, drunk or sober, Gibby. No se fast, se ye me brether me ne breI am going to be married; and if you won't believe thers : I scorn a leer as inuckle as a thiefe, se ye me, to convince you, I'll show you the contract, old now, and ye must gang intul this house with me, gentleinan.

and justifie to Donna Violante's face, that she was Ped. Ay, do; come, let's see this contract, then the lady that ganged in here this morn, se ye me, or

Fel. Yes, yes, I'll show you the contract.--Here, the deel ha my saul, sir, but ye and I shall be twa sir-here's the contract.

(Draus a pistol folks. Ped. (Starting.) Well, well, I'm convinced-go,

Liss. Justify it to Donna Violante's face, quotha! go-pray go and be married, sir.

For what ?-Sure you don't know what you say! Fel . Yes, yes--I'll go-I'll go and be married;

Gibby. Troth de' I, sir, as weel as ye de; therebut sha'n't we take a bottle first ?

fore, come along, and make no mair words about it. Ped. No, no; pray, dear sir, go and be married. Liss. Why, what the devil do you mean? Don't

Fel. Very well-very well! (Going.) But I insist you consider you are in Portugal? Is the fellow mad? upon your taking one glass, though.

Gibby. Fellow! Ise none of yer fellow, sir, and Ped. No, not now-some other time-consider, gin the place were hell, I'd gar ye do me justice.the lady waits.

(LISSARDO going.) Nay, the deel a feet ye gang. Fel. What a cross old fool !---first he will, and

(Lays hold of him, and knocks. then he won't-and then he will, and then he won't!

Liss. Ha! Don Pedró himself! I wish I were

[ Aside. Enter Sancho,

Enter Don PEDRO. San. Don Lopez de Pimentello is in the next

Ped. How now? what makes you knock so loud ? room, signior.

Gibby. Gin this be Don Pedro's house, sir, I Ped. What the devil does he want ? he is not would speak with Donna Violante, his daughter. going to be married, too!-Bring him up-he's in Ped. Ha ! What is it you want with my daughter, pursuit of his son, I suppose ! Enter Don Lopez.

Gibby. An she be your daughter, an' lik your Lop. I am glad to find you at home, Don Pedro: honour, command her to come out, and answer for I was told that you were going into the country this herself now, and either justifie or disprove what this afternoon.

chiel told me this morn. Ped. That might be, my lord; but I had the mis

Ped. Why, what did he tell you ? ha! fortune to break the wheel of my chariot, which

Gibby. By my saul, sir, Ise tell you aw the truth. obliged me to return. What is your pleasure with - My master got a pratty lady upon the how-deme, my lord ?

call't-Passa-here at five this morn, and he gar Lop. I am informed that my daughter is in your me watch her heam-and in troth I lodged her here: house.

and meeting this ill-favoured thiefe, se ye me, I Ped. That's more than I know, my lord : but here speered wha she was—and he tald me her name was was your son, just now, as drunk as an emperor.

Donna Violante, Don Pedro de Mendosa's daughter. Lop. My son drunk! I never saw him in drink Ped. Ha! my daughter with a man, abroad at in my life. Where is he, pray, sir ?

five in the morning! Death, hell, and furies! By Ped. Gone to be married.

St. Anthony, I'm undone. Lop. Married !--to whom?

I don't know that he Gibby. Wounds, sir! ye put yer saint intul bonny courted anybody!

company. Ped. Nay, I know nothing of that-but I'm sure Ped. Who is your master, you dog, you ? he showed me the contract - Within, there!

Gibby. You dog, you! 'Sbleed, sir, you don't call Enter SanCHO.

names ! - I won't tell you who my master is, se ye Bid my daughter come hither; she'll tell you another Ped. And who are you, rascal, that know my story, my lord.

daughter so well? ha!

(Holds up his caue. San. She's gone out in a chair, sir.

Liss. What shall I say, to make him give this Ped. Out in a chair !- What do you mean, sir! Scotch dog a good beating ? (Aside. -I know your

San. As I say, sir; and your daughter, Donba daughter, signior! not 1; I never saw your daughIsabella, went in another, just before her.

ter in all my life! Lop. Isabella !

Gibby. [Knocks him down with his fist.] Deel ha San. And Don Felis followed in another; I over- my saul, sir, gin ye get no your carich for that lie heard them all bid the chairs go to the Terriero de now. Passa.

(Erit. Ped. Ha! what business has my daughter there?

Ped. What, hoa! where are all my servants? Lam confounded, and know not what to think. Enter Don Felix, Donna VIOLANTE, Col. BRITcx, Within there!


and Donna ISABELLA. Lop. My heart misgives me plaguily. Call me an Baise the house in pursuit of my daughter ! alguazil—I'll pursue them straight.

[Exit. Col. B. Hey-day! what's here to do ?

(Erit SANCHO. pray?

me, now

Gibby. This is the loonlike tike, an like your Lop. But we have a certain thing, called law, honour, that sent me heam with a lec this morn. shall make you do justice, sir.

Col. B. Come, come, 'tis all well, Gibby; let him Ped. Well, we'll try that my lord, much good rise.

may it do you with your daughter-in-law. JErit. Fel. This is a day of jubilee, Lissardo : no quar- Lop. I wish you much joy of yoir sib. Erit. relling with him this day.

Enter FREDERICK. Liss. A plague take his fists !-Egad, these B:j. tons are but a word and a blow.

Fel. Frederick, welcome! I sent for thee to be Enter Don Lopez.

partaker of my happiness, and pray give me leave to Lop. So, have I found you, danghter! Then you introduce you to the cause of it. have not hanged yourself yet, I see.

Fred. Your messenger has told me all, and I sinCol. B. But she is married, my lord.

cerely share in all your happiness. Lop. Married! zounds! to whom?

Col. B. To the right about, Frederick-wish thy Col. B. Even to your humble servant, my lord.- friend joy. If you please to give us your blessing. [ Kreels. Fred. I do with all my soul-and, madam, I con

Lop. Why, hark ye, mistress, are you really mar- gratulate your deliverance. Your suspicions are ried?

cleared now, I hope, Felix ? Isab. Really so, my lord.

Fel. They are, and I heartily ask the colonel parLop. And who are you, sir ?

don, and wish him happy with my sister; for love Col. B. An honest North Briton by birth, and a has taught me to know that every man's happiness colonel by commission, my lord.

consists in choosing for himself. Lop. An heretic! the devil!

Liss. After that rule, I fix here. (To FLORA. (Holding up his hands. Flora. That's your mistake ; I prefer my lady's Ped. She has played you a slippery trick, indeed, service, and turn you over to her that pleaded right my lord. Well, my girl, thou hast been to see thy and title to you to-day, friend married-next week thou shalt have a better Liss. Choose, proud fool! I sha'n't ask you twice. husband, my dear.

[ To VIOLANTE. Gibby. What say ye now, lass ? will ye gee yer Fel. Next week is a little too soon, sir: I hope to hond to poor Gibby! Will ye dance the reel of Bogic live longer than that,

with me? Ped. What do you mean, sir? You have not Inis. That I may not leave my lady, I take you made a rib of my daughter too, have you ?

at your word; and though our wooing has been T'io. Indeed, but he has, sir: I know not how, short, I'll, by her example, love you dearly. but he took me in an unguarded minute, shen my Fel. Now, my Violante, I shall proclaim thy vi: thoughts were not over-strong for a nunnery, father. tues to the world :

Lop. Your daughter has played you a slippery Let us no more the sex's conduct blame, trick too, signior.

Since thou’rt a proof, to their eternal fame, ! Ped. But your son shall never be the better for't, That man has no advantage, but the name. my lord; her twenty thousand pounds were left on

(Exeunt omnes. certain conditions, and I'll not part with a shilling.

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for her, had nature made her any other part of the

creation. The man who keeps this house served COLONEL PEIGNWELL

her father; he is a very honest fellow, and may be Sır Philir MODELOVE

of use to you: we'll send for him to take a glass PERIWINKLE

with us; he'll give you her whole history, and 'tis TRADELOVE

worth your hearing.

Col. F. But may one trust him?

Free. With your life. I have obligations enough

upon him, to make himn do any thing: I serve bim SACKBUT

with wine. [Rings.] Gentlemen

Col. F. Nay, I know him very well myself. I Stockbrokers

once used to frequent a club that was kept here. Travellers

Enter Waiter.

Wai. Gentlemen, d'ye call ?

Free. Ay; send up your master.
Wai. Yes, sir.


Col. F. Do you know any of this lady's guardiars,
Freeman ?
Free. I know two of them very well.


Free. Here comes one will give you an account

of them all. Mr. Sackbut, we sent for you to take SCENE I.-A Tarern.

a glass with us. 'Tis a maxim among the friends

of the bottle, that, as long as the master is in conCONEL. Feignwell and Freeman are discorered pany, one may be sure of good wine. orer a bottle.

Sack. Sir, you shall be sure to have as good wine P.ee. Come, Colonel, his majesty's health. You as you send in. Colonel, your most humble servant; are as melancholy as if you were in love; I wish you are welcome to town. some of the beauties of Bath ha’n't snapt your heart. I Cul. F. I thank you, Mr. Sackbut.

Col. F. Why, 'faith, Freeman, there is somethini wck. I am as glad to see you as I should a bunn't. I have seen a lady at Bath, who has kindied orcd tuns of French claret, custom free: my service nich a flame in me, that ail the waters there can't to you, sir. [Drinks.) You don't look so merry as qitench,

you used to do; aren't you well, Colonel ? Free. Is she not to be had, Colonel ?

Free. He has got a woman in his head, landlord; Col. F. That's a difficult question to answer; can you help him? however, 1 resolve to try; perhaps you may be able Sack. If 'tis in my power, I sha’nt scruple to to serve me; you merchants know one another. serve my friend. The lady told me herself she was under the charge Col. É. 'Tis one perquisite of your calling.

Sack. Ay; at t'other end of the town, where you Free. Odso! 'tis Miss Anne Lovely.

officers use, women are good forcers of trade: a Col. F. The same ; do you know her?

well-customed house, a handsome bar-keeper, with Free. Know her! ay.' 'Faith, Colonel, your clean, obliging drawers, soon get the master an es. condition is more desperate than you imagine : tate; but our citizens seldom do any thing but why, she is the talk and pity of the whole town; cheat, within the walls. But, as to the lady, Colo and, it is the opinion of the learned, that she must nel; point you at particulars? Or have you a gooa die a maid. Col. F. That's somewhat odd, in this charitable duced, Colonel ?

champagne stomach ? Are you in full pay, or rs city. She's a woman, I hope ? Free. For aught I know, but it had been as well

Col. F. Reduced, reduced, landlord !
Free. To the miscrable condition of a lover.

of four persons.

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