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I bave had the honour to serve his majesty, and Love and religion ne'er admit restraint,
To chase the dear idea from the heart:
'Tis liberty of choice that sweetens life, And now, my fair, if thou'lt but deign to smile, Makes the glad husband, and the happy wife. I meet a recompense for all my toil :
of the one,
Sir G. Why I'm in love.
Charles. In love! Ha, ha, ha! in love! Ha, ha, Sir GEORGE AIRY
ha, ha! with what, pr’ythee ? a cherubin ?
Sir G. No; with a woman.
Charles. A woman! good. Ha, ha, ha, ha! and
gold not help thee?
Sir G. But suppose I'm in love with two ?
Charles. Ay, if thou'rt in love with two hundred,
gold will fetch them, I warrant thee, boy. But wbo MIRANDA
are they? who are they? come. ISABINDA
Sir Ġ. Une is a lady whose face I never sax, but PATCH
witty to a miracle ; the other beautiful as Venus
Charles. And a fool.
Sir G. For ought I know, for I never spoke to ber; but you can informn me. I am charmed by the wit
and die for the beauty of the other. ACT I.
Charles. And pray which are you in quest of now?
Sir G. I prefer the sensual pleasnre ; I'm for her SCENE I.-The Park.
I've seen, who is thy father's ward, Miranda
Charles. Nay, then I pity you; for the Jew, ty Enter Sir GEORGE AIRY, meeting CHARLES.
father, will no more part with her and thirty thos
sand pounds than he would with a guinea to keep Charles. Ha! Sir George Airy, a birding thus me from starving. early! What forbidden game roused you so soon ? Sir G. Now you see gold can't do every thing, for no lawful occasion could invite a person of your Charles. figure abroad at such unfashionable hours.
Charles. Yes; for it is her gold that bars my faSir G. There are some men, Charles, whom for-ther's gate against you. tune has left free from inquietudes, who are dili. Sir G. Why, if he be this avaricious wretch, how gently studious to find out ways and means to make cam’st thou by such a liberal education ? themselves.uneasy.
Charles. Not a sous out of his pocket, I assure Charles. Is it possible that anything in nature you: I had an uncle who defrayed that charge; let can ruffle the temper of a man whom the four sea- for some little wildness of youth, though he made sons of the year compliment with as many thousand me his heir, left dad my guardian tll I came to pounds; nay, and a father at rest with his ancestors. years of discretion, which I presume the old gentle
Sir G. Why, there it is now! a man that wants man will never think I am; and now he has got the money thinks none can be unhappy that has it; but estate into his clutches, it does me no bure goud iny affairs are in such a whimsical posture, that it than if it lay in Prester John's dominions will require a calculation of my nativity to find if Sir G. What, canst thou find no stratagem to remy gold will relieve me or not.
deem it? Charles. Ha, ha, ha! never consult the stars about Charles. I have made many essays to no purpose; that; gold has a power beyond them. Then what can though want, the mistress of invention, still teapta by business be that gold won't serve thee in. we ou, yet still the old fox is too cunning for me. I am upon my last project, which if it fails, then for out. Now the deel a ma saul, sir, gin ye touch yer my last refuge, a brown musket.
steel l’se whip mine through yer wem.' Sir G. What is't ? can I assist thee ?
Sir G. Ha, ha, ha! Charles. Not yet; when you can, I have confi- Charles. Ha, ha, ha, ha! Safe was the word. So dence enough in you to ask it.
you walked off, I suppose. Sir G. I am always ready. But what does he Mar. Yes, for I avoid fighting, purely to be serintend to do with Miranda ? 'Is she to be sold in viceable to my friends, you know. private, or will he put her up by way of auction, at Sir G. Your friends are much obliged to you, sir, who bids most? If so, 'egad I'm for him; my gold, I hope you will rank me in that number. as you say, shall be subservient to my pleasure. Mar. Sir George, a bow from the side-box, or to
Charles. To deal ingenuously with you, Sir George, be seen in your chariot, binds me ever yours. I know very little of her or home; for since my un- Sir G. Trifles; you may command them when cle's death, and my return froın travel, I have never you please. been well with my father; he thinks my expenses
Charles. Provided he may command you. too great, and I his allowance too little; he never Mar. Me! why I live for no other purpose.
Sir sees me but he quarrels, and to avoid that I shun George, I have the honour to be caressed by most of his house as much as possible. The report is, he in- the reigning toasts of the town: I'll tell them you tends to marry her himself.
are the finest gentlemanSir G. Can she consent to it?
Sir G. No, no, prythee let me alone to tell the Charles. Yes faith, so they say; but I tell you I ladies my parts. Can you convey a letter upon ocam wholly ignorant of the matter. I fancy she plays casion, or deliver a message with an air of busithe mother-in-law already, and sets the old gentleness, ha ? man on to do mischief.
Mar. With the assurance of a page and the graSir G. Then I have your free consent to get her? vity of a statesman. Charles. Ay, and my helping hand, if occasion be. Sir G. You know Miranda ?
Sir G. Poh! yonder's a fool coming this way; let's Mar. What ! my sister ward ! why, her guardian avoid him.
is mine; we are fellow sufferers. Ah! he is a cove. Charles. What, Marplot ? No, no, he's my instru- tous, cheating, sanctified, curmudgeon : that Sir ment; there's a thousand conveniences in him; he'll Francis Gripe is a d-'d old-hypocriticallend inc his money, when he has any, run of my Charles. Hold, hold; I suppose, friend, you forget errands and be proud on it; in short, he'll pimp for that he is my father. me, lie for me, drink for me, do anything but fight Mar. I ask your pardon, Charles, but it is for your for me, and that I trust to my own arm for. sake I hate him. Well, I say, the world is mistaken
Sir G. Nay, then he's to be endured; I never in him; his outside piety makes him every man's knew his qualifications before.
(Retires. executor, and his inside cunning makes him every Enter MARPLOT, with a patch across his face.
heir's gaoler. 'Egad, Charle I'm half persuaded
that thou art some ward too, and never of his yet. Mar. Dear Charles, your's. Ha! Sir George ting; for never were two things so unlike as you and Airy! the man in the world I have an ambition to your father; he scrapes up everything, and thou be known to. (Aside.) Give me thy hand, dear boy. spendest every thing; everybody is indebted to him,
[To Charles and thou art indebted to everybody. Charles. A good assurance ! But harkye, how Charles. You are very free, Mr. Marplot. came your beautiful countenance clouded in the Mar. Ay, I give and take, Charles; you may be wrong place ?
as free with me, you know. Mar. I inust confess 'tis a little mal-a-propos; but Sir G. A pleasant fellow. no matter for that. A word with you, Charles. Charles. The dog is diverting sometimes, or there Pr’ythee introduce me to Sir George, he is a man would be no enduring his impertinence. He is of wit, and I'd give ten guineas to
pressing to be employed, and willing to execute; Charles. When you have them, you mean. but some ill fate generally attends all he undertakes,
Mar. Ay, when I have them; poh, plague! you and he oftener spoils an intrigue than helps it. cut the thread of my discourse. I will give ten gui. Mar. I have always your good word; but if I neas, I say, to be ranked in his acquaintance. But, miscarry, 'tis none of my fault; I follow my instrucpriythee, introduce me.
tions. Charles. Well, on condition you'll give us a true Charles. Yes, witness the merchant's wife, account how you came by that mourning nose, I will. Mur. Pish, poh! that was an accident. Mar. I'll do it.
Sir G. What was it, prythee? Charles. Sir George, here's a gentleman has a Mar. Nay, Charles, now don't expose your friend. passionate desire to kiss your hand.
Charles. Why, you must know I had lent a certain Sir G. (advancing.1 Oh! 1 honour men of the merchant my hunting horses, and was to have met sword; and I presume this gentleman is lately come his wife in his absence. Sending him along with my from Spain or Portugal, by his scars.
groom to make the compliment, and to deliver a Mar. No, really, Sir George, mine sprung from letter to the lady at the same time, what does he do civil fury. Happening last night to step into the but gives the husband the letter and offers her the groom-porter's, I had a strong inclination to go ten horses ! guineas with a sort of a, sort of a-kind of a milk- Mar. Why to be sure I did offer her the horses, sop, as I thought. A plague of the dice! he flung and I remember you was even with me, for you deout, and my pockets being empty, as Charles knows nied the letter to be yours, and swore I had a design they often are, he proved a surly North Briton, and upon her, which my bones paid for. broke my face for my deficiency.
Charles. Come, Sir George, let us walk round, if Sw G. Ha, ha! and did not you draw ?
you are not engaged, for I have sent my man upon Mar. Draw, sir! why I did but lay my hand upon a little earnest business, and I have ordered him to my sword to make a swift retreat, and he roared bring me the answer into the park. NO 16.
Mar. Business! and I not know it! 'Egad, I'll Patch. Ay, and he expects him by the next feet, watch him. (Aside.]
which drives his daughter to melancholy and despair. Sir G. I must beg your pardon, Charles, I am to But, madam, I find you retain the same gay, cheer meet your father.
ful spirit you had when I waited on your ladyship. Charles. My father!
My lady is mighty good-humoured too, and I have Sir G. Ay, and about the oddest bargain perhaps found a way to make Sir Jealous believe I am wholly you ever heard of; but I'll not impart till I know in his interest, when my real design is to serve her: the success.
he makes me her gaoler. and I set her at liberty. Mar. What can his business be with Sir Francis ? Mir. I knew thy prolific brain would be of siaNow would I give all the world to know it. Why gular service to her, or I had not parted with thee the devil should not one know every man's concerns? to her father.
Aside.] Patch. But, madam, the report is that you are Charles. Prosperity to't, whatever it be : I have going to marry your guardian. private affairs too: over
a bottle we'll compare notes. Mir. It is necessary such a report should be, Patch. Mar. Charles knows I love a glass as well as any Patch. But is it true, madam? man; I'll make one; shall it be tonight? I long to Mir. That's not absolutely necessary. know their secrets. (Aside.]
Patch. I thought it was only the old strain, cca.Enter WAISPER.
ing him still for your own, and railing at all the Whis. Sir, sir, Mrs. Patch says Isabinda's Spa- young
fellows about town : in my mind now, you are
as ill plagued with your guardian, madam, as my nish father has quite spoiled the plot, and she can
lady is with her father. not meet you in the park, but he infallibly will go out this afternoon, she says; but I must step again what would she give now to be in this dishabille in
Mir, No, I have liberty, wench; that she wants : to know the hour. Mar. What did Whisper say now ? I shall go stark low she likes? for that's my case, I assure you.
air; nay more, in pursuit of the young felmad if I'm not let into the secret. [ Aside.)
Patch. As for that, madam, she's even with you; Charles. Curst misfortune!
for though she cannot come abroad, we have a way Mar. Curst! what's curst, Charles ?
Charles. Come along with me; my heart feels to bring him home in spite of old Argus. pleasure at her name. Sir George, yours; we'll meet here he comes.
Mir. Now, Patch, your opinion of my choice, for
Ha! my guardian with him! what at the old place, the usual hour. Sir G. Agreed, I think I see Sir Francis yonder. can't know me in this dress. Let's observe ther.
can be the meaning of this? I'm sure Sir Francis
[Erit. Charles. Marplot, you must excuse me; I am en
| They withdraw.]
Enter Sir Francis Gripe and Sir GEORGE ABI. gaged.
[Erit. Mar. Engaged! Egad, I'll engage my life I'll
Sir. F. Verily, Sir George, thou wilt repent throrknow what your engagement is.
ing away thy money so, for I tell thee sincerely, Mi
randa, my charge, does not like a young fellow; they Enter MIRANDA.
are all vicious, and seldom make good husbands. In Mir. Let the chair wait. My servant, taat dog- sober sadness she cannot abide them. ged Sir George, said he was in the park.
Mir. [Peeping.) In sober sadness, you are mis. Enter Parch.
taken. What can this mean? Ha! Miss Patch alone! did not you tell me you had Sir G. Lookye, Sir Francis, whether she can er contrived a way to bring Isabinda to the park ? cannot abide young fellows is not the business : will
Patch. Oh, madam, your ladyship cannot imagine you take the fifty guineas ? what a wretched disappointment we have met with! Sir F. In good troth I will not; for I knew thy Just as I had fetched a suit of my clothes for a dis- father, he was a hearty.wary man, and I cannot con guise, comes my old master into his closet, which is sent that his son should 'squander away what he right against her chamber door: this struck us into saved to no purpose. a terrible fright; at length I put on a grave face, Mir. [Peeping. 1 Now, in the name of woeder, and asked him if he was at leisure for his chocolate? what bargain can he be driving about me for fifty in hopes to draw him out of his hole ; but he snapp'd guineas ? my nose off: “No, I shall be busy here these two Sir G. Well, Sir Francis, since you are so conhours.” At which my poor mistress, seeing no way scientious for my father's sake, then permit me the of escape, ordered me to wait on your ladyship with favour gratis. the sad relation.
Sir Ě. No, verily; if thou dost not buy the expeMir. Unhappy Isabinda! was ever any thing so rience thou wilt never be wise; therefore give me a unaccountable as the humour of Sir Jealous Traffick? hundred and try thy fortune.
Patch. Oh, inadam, it's his living so long in Sir G. The scruples arose, I find, from the scanty Spain; he vows he'll spend half his estate but he'll sum. Let me see-a hundred guineas. [Takes the be a parliament man, on purpose to bring in a bill money out of a purse and chinks il.) Ha! they have for women to wear veils, and other odious Spanish a very pretty sound, and a very pleasing look. B& customs. He swears it is the height of impudence then, Miranda ; but if she should be cruelto have a woman seen barefaced even at church, and Sir F. Ay, do consider on't. He, he, he! scarce believes there's a true begotten child in the Sir. G. No, I'll do it. Come, to the point; bere city.
is the gold; sum up the conditions. (Sir Fresor Mir. Ila, ha, ha! how the old fool torments him-pulls out a paper.) self! Suppose he could introduce his ngid rules, Mir. (Peeping.) Ay, for heaven's sake do, farvy does he think we could not match them in contriv- expectation is on the rack. ance ? No, no! let the tyrant man make what laws he will, if there's a woman under the government, I
Sir F. Well, at your peril be it.
Sir G. Ay, ay, go on. warrant she finds a way to break them. Is his mind * upon the Spaniard for a son-in-law, still ?
Sur F. Imprimis, you are to be admitted into my house in order to move your sail to Miranda, for the space of ten minutes, without let or molestation, Patch. Suppose, sir, the lady should be in lore provided I remain in the same room.
with you ? Sir G. But out of ear-shot.
Sirc. Oh! I'll return the obligation in a moment. Sir F. Well, well, I don't desire to hear what you Patch. And marry her? say; ha, ha, ha! In consideration I am to have that Sir G. Ha, ha, ha! that's not the way to love her, purse and a hundred guineas.
child. Sir G. Take it. (Gives him the purse.] And this Mir. If he discovers me I shall die. Which way agreement is to be performed to-day?
shall I escape ? let me see. (Pauses.) Sir F. Ay, ay; the sooner the better. Poor fool! Sir G. Well, madam. how Miranda and I shall laugh at him! (Aside.) Mir. I have it. Sir George, 'tis fit you should • Well, Sir George, ha, ha, ha! take the last sound allow something ; if you'll excuse my face, and turn
of your guineas, ha, ha, ha! [Chinks them. Erit.} your back (if you look upon me I shall sink, even
Mir. (Peeping.) Sure he does not know that I am masked as I am,) I will confess why I have engaged Miranda.
you so often, who I am, and where I live. Sir G. A very extraordinary bargain I have made, Sir G. Well, to shew you I am a man of honour, truly; if she should be really in love with this old I accept the conditions : let me but once know those, cuff now ? Psha! that's morally impossible. But and the face won't be long a secret to me, then, what hopes have I to succeed? I never spoke Patch. What do you mean, madam ? (Aside to to her.
Sir G. What, though my tongue never spoke, my Sir G. 'Tis something indecent to turn one's back. eyes said a thousand things, and my hopes flattered upon a lady ; but you command, and I obey. (Turns me her's answered them. If I am lucky-if not, it his back.] Come, madam, begin. is but a hundred guineas thrown away. (Miranda Mir. First, then it was my unhappy lot to see you comes forward.)
at Paris [Draws back a little way, and speaks), at a Mir. Upon what, Sir George ?
ball upon a birth-day; your shape and air charmed SirG. Ha! my incognita ! upon a woman, madam. my eyes, your wit and complaisance my soul, and
Mir. They are the worst things you can deal in, from that fatal night I loved you. [Drawing back. and damage the soonest; your very breath destroys
And when you left the place, grief seiz’d me so, them, and I fear you'll never see your return, Sir
Nor rest my heart, nor sleep my eyes could know, George, ha, ha!
Last, I resolu'd a hazardous point to try, Sir G. Were they more brittle than china, and
And quit the place in search of liberty. dropped to pieces with a touch, every atom of her I
[Exit, followed by Patch. have ventured at, if she is but mistress of thy wit, balances ten times the sum. Prythee, let me see
Sir G. Excellent! I hope she's handsome. Well, thy face.
now, madam, to the two other things, your name, Mir. By no means; that may spoil your opinion and where you live. I am a gentleman, and this of my sense.
confession will not be lost upon me. Nay, pr’ythee, Sir G. Rather confirm it, madam.
don't weep, but go on, for I find my heart melts in Patch. So rob the lady of your gallantry, sir.
thy behalf. Speak quickly, or I shall turn about. Sir G. No child, a dish of chocolate, in the morn-Not yet; poor lady! she expects I should comfort ing never spoils my dinner; the other lady I design her, and, to do her justice, she has said enough to for a set meal; so there's no danger.
encourage me. [Turns about.] Ha! gone! the Mir. Matrimony ! ha, ha, ha! what crimes have devil! jilted! Why, what a tale she has invented, you committed against the god of love, that he should of Paris, balls, and birth-days ! 'Egad, I'd give ten revenge them so severely, as to stamp husband on
guineas to know who the gipsy is. A curse of my your forehead ?
folly; I deserve to lose her. What woman can for Sir G. For my folly, in having so often met you give a man that turns his back ? here without pursuing the laws of nature and exer. The bold and resolute in love and was cising her commands: but I resolve ere we part now To conquer take the right and swiftest way: to know who you are, where you live, what kind of The boldest lover soonest gains the fair, flesh and blood your face is ; therefore unmask, and As courage makes the rudest force obey: don't put me to the trouble of doing it for you. Take no denial, and the dames adore ye ;
Mir. My face is the same flesh and blood with my Closely pursue them, and they fall before ye. hand, Sir George ; which if you will be so rude to
Sir G. You'll apply to my cheek; the ladies' favours are always welcome, but I must have that cloud withdrawn. (Taking hold of her.) Remember you are in the park, child; and what a terrible thing
ACT II. would it be to lose this pretty white hand!
Mir. And how it will sound in a chocolate-house, SCENE I. - A Room in Sir Francis Gripe's house. that Sir George Airy rudely pulled off a lady's mask,
Enter Sie FRANCIS GRIPE and MIRANDA. when he had given her his honour that he never would, directly or indirectly, endeavour to know her Sir F. Ha, ha, ha! till she gave him leave ?
Mir. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Oh! I shall die with Sir G. But if that lady thinks fit to pursue and laughing: the most romantic adventure. Ha, ha, ha! meet me at every turn, 'like some troubled spirit, what does the odious young fop mean? A hundred shall I be blamed if I inquire into the reality? 1 pieces to talk ten minutes with me! ha, ha, ha, ha! would have nothing dissatisfied in a female shape. Sir F. And I am to be by too, there's the zest, Mir. What shall I do? (Pauses.]
adad, if it had been in private, I should not bava Sur G. Ay, pr’ythee, consider, for thou shalt find cared to trust the young dog. me very much at thy service.
3 F 2
Mir. Indeed and indeed but you might, gardy. I expect the knight every minute: you'll be 3 Now methinks there's nobody handsomer than you : readiness ? so neat, so clean, so good-humoured, and so loving. Mir. Certainly. My expectation is more upon
Sir F. Pretty rogue, pretty rogue ! and so thou the wing than yours, old gentleman. (Aside, and exit. shalt find me, if thou dost prefer thy gardy before Sir F. Well, sir. these caperers of the age: thou shalt outshine the Charles. Nay, it is very ill, sir; my circumstances qncen's box on an opera night; thou shalt be the are, I'm sure. envy of the ring (for I will carry thee to Hyde- Sir F. And what's that to me, sir? your manage park,) and thy equipage shall surpass the-what ment should have made them better. d'ye call 'em ambassador's?
Charles. If you please to entrust me with the maMir. Nay, I am sure the discreet part of my sex nagement of my estate, I shall endeavour it, sir. will envy me more for the inside furniture, when you Sir F. What, to set upon a card, and buy a lady's are in it, than my outside equipage.
favour at the price of a thousand pieces to rig out Sir F. A cunning baggage, 'ifaith thou art, and a an equipage for a wench—or by your carelessness to wise one too! and to shew thee that thou hast not enrich your steward to fine for sheriff, or put up for chosen amiss, I'll this moment disinherit my son and a parliament man. settle my whole estate upon thee.
Charles. I hope I should not spend it this way: Mir. There's an old rogue now. (Aside.] No, however, I ask only for what my uncle left me; gardy, I would not have your name be so black in yours you may dispose of as you please, sir. the world. You know my father's will runs that I Sir F. That I shall, out of your reach, I assure am not to possess my estate, without your consent, you, sir. Adad, these young fellows think old men till I am five-and-twenty; you shall only abate the get estates for nothing but for them to squander away odd seven years, and make me mistress of my estate in dicing, wenching, drinking, dressing, and so forth. to-day, and I'll make you master of my person to
Charles. I think I was born a gentleman, sir; I
am sure my uncle bred me like one. Sir F. Humph! that may not be safe. No, Sir F. From which you would infer, sir, that gambe chargy, I'll settle it upon thee for pin money, and ling and wenching are requisites for a gentleman. that will be every bit as well, thou knowest.
Charles. Monstrous ! when I would ask him only Mir. Unconscionable old wretch' bribe me with for a support, he falls into these unmannerly remy own money! Which way shall I get out of his proaches. I must, though against my will, employ hands?
(Aside. invention, and by stratagem relieve myself. (Aede. Sir F. Well, what art thou thinking on, my girl, Sir F. Sirrah, what is it you mutter, sirrah, ha! ha! how to banter Sir George ?
(Holds up his cane.) I say you sha'n't have a groat Mir. I must not pretend to banter; he knows my out of my hands till I please, and may be I'll never tongue too well. (Aside.) No, gardy, I have thought please; and what's that to you? of a way will confound him more than all I could Charles. Nay, to be robbed or have one's throat say, if I could talk to him seven years.
cut is not much. Sir F. How's that ? oh! I'm transported, I'm Sir F. What's that, sirrah! would you rob me or ravished, I'm mad.
cut my throat, you rogue ? Mir. It would make you mad if you knew all. Charles. Heaven forbid, sir! I said no such thing. (Aside.) I'll not answer him a word, but be dumb to Sir F. Mercy on me! what a plague it is to have all he says.
a son of one-and-twenty, who wants to elbow one Sir F. Dumb! good; ha, ha, ha! Excellent ! out of one's life to edge himself into the estate ! ha, ha, ha, ha! I think I have you now, Sir George.
Enter MARPLOT. Dumb! he'll go distracted; well, she is the wittiest rogue. Ha, ha! dumb! I can't but laugh, ha, ha! Mar. 'Egad he's here. I was afraid I had lost to think how d-d mad he'll be when he finds he has him: his secret could not be with his father; bis given his money away for a dumb shew! ha, ha, ha! wants are public there. Guardian, your servant. O
Mir. Nay, gardy, if he did but know my thoughts Charles, are you there? I know by that sorrowful of him it would make him ten times madder; ha, countenance of thine, the old man's fist is as close ha, ha, ha!
as his strong box. But I'll help thee. (Aride Sir F. Ay, so it would, chargy, to hold him in Sir F. So here's another extravagant corcomb, such derision, to scorn to answer him, to be dumb; that will spend his fortune before he comes to it! but ha, ha, ha
he shall pay swinging interest, and so let the foot go Enter CHARLES.
on. Well, what does necessity bring you too, sir?
Mar. You have hit it, guardian. I want a banHow now, sirrah! who let you in ?
dred pounds. Charles. My necessities, sir.
Sir F. For what? Sir F. Your necessities are very impertinent, and Mar. Poh! for a hundred things; I can't for my ought to have sent before they entered.
life tell you for what. Charles. Sir, I knew it was a word would gain ad- Charles. Sir, I suppose I have received all the mittance nowhere.
answer I am like to have ? Sir F. Then, sirrah, how durst you rudely thrust Mar. O, the devii ! if he gets out before me I that upon your father which nobody else would admit shall lose him again.
Charles. Sure the name of a son is a sufficient Sir F. Ay, sir, and you may be marching as soos plea! I ask this lady's pardon, if I have intruded as you please. I must see a change in your temper,
Şir F. Ay, ay, ask her pardon and her blessing ere you find one in mine. too, if you expect anything from me.
Mar. Pray, sir, despatch me; the money, sir; I'm Mir." I believe your's, Sir Francis, and a purse of in mighty haste. puineas, would be more material, Your son may Sir F. Fool, take this and go to the castint. I business with you; I'll retire,
shall not be long plagued with ibee. * I guess his business, but I'll dispatch him;