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Lord O. With any fortune, or no fortune at all, Love. She trembled to disclose the secret, and desir. Love is the idol of my heart, and the demon, clare her affections ? interest, sinks before him. So, sir, as I said before, Lord 0. The world, I believe, will not think her I will marry your youngest daughter; your youngest affections ill placed. daughter will marry me.
Love. (Bows.] You are too good, my lord.-And Sier. Who told you so, my lord ?
do you really excuse the rashness of the action ? Lord O. Her own sweet self, sir.
Lord 0. From my very soul, Lovewell. Ster. Indeed!
Love. (Bows.] I was afraid of her meeting with a Lord 0. Yes, sir; 'our affection is mútual-your cold reception. advantage double and treble : your daughter will Lord O. More fool you thende a countess directly, I shall be the happiest of
Who pleads her cause with never-failing beauty, beings, and you'll be father to an earl instead of a paronet.
Here finds a full redress. (Strikes his breast Ster. But what will my sister say? and my She's a fine girl, Lovewell. daughter?
Love. Her beauty, my lord, is the least merit Lord O. I'll manage that matter; nay, if they She has an understandingwon't consent, I'll run away with your daughter in Lord 0. Her choice convinces me of that. spite of you.
Love. (Bows.] That's your lordship's goodness. Ster. Well said, my lord! your spirit's good; 1 Her choice was a disinterested one. wish you had my constitution; but if you'll venture, Lord O. No, no, not altogether; it began with I have no ohjection, if my sister has none.
interest, and ended in passion. Lord 0. I'll answer for your sister, sir. Apropos Love. Indeed, my lord, if you were acquainted -the lawyers are in the house; I'll have articles with her goodness of heart, and generosity of mind, drawn, and the whole affair concluded to-morrow as well as you are with the inferior beauties of her morning.
face and personSter. Very well; and I'll despatch Lovewell to Lord 0. I am so perfectly convinced of their ex London immediately for some fresh papers I shall istence, and so totally of your mind, touching every want : you must excuse me, my lord, but I can't amiable particular of that sweet girl, that, were it help laughing at the match.-He, he, he! what will not for the cold, unfeeling impediments of the law, the folks say?
(Exil. I would marry her to-morrow morning. Lord 0. What a fellow am I going to make a Love. My lord! father of! He has no more feeling than the post in Lord O. I would, by all that's honourable in man, his warehouse. But Fanny's virtues tune me to and amiable in woman! rapture again, and I won't think of the rest of the Lore. Marry her! Who do you mean, my lord ? family.
Lord O. Miss Fanny Sterling, that is; the CountRe-enter Lovewell, hastily.
ess of Ogleby, that shall be.
Love. I am astonished ! Lore. I beg your lordship's pardon; are you Lord 0. Why, could you expect less from me ? alone, my lord ?
Love. I did not expect this, my lord. Lord Ó. No, my lord, I am not alone; I am in Lord O. Trade and accounts have destroyed your company—the best company.
feeling. Lore. My lord !
Love. No, indeed, my lord.
(Sighs. Lord o. I never was in such exquisite, enchant- Lord 0. The moment that love and pity entered ing company, since my heart first conceived, or my my breast, I was resolved to plunge into matrimony, seuses tasted pleasure.
and shorten the girl's tortures. I never do anything Love. Where are they, my lord ? (Looks about. by halves, do I, Lovewell? Lord O. “In my mind's eye, Horatio."
Love. No, indeed, my lord. (Sighs.) What an ad
ac. Love. What company have you there, my lord ? cident!
(Aside. Lord O. My own ideas, sir, which so crowd upon Lord 0. What's the matter, Lovewell ? thou my imagination, and kindle in it such a delirium of secm'st to have lost thy faculties. Why don't you ecstacy, that wit, wine, nyusic, poetry, all combined, wish me joy, man? and cach in perfection, are but mere mortal sha- Lore. O, I do, my lord.
(Sighs. dows of my felicity.
Lord O. She said that you would explain what Love. I see that your lordskip is happy, and I re- she had not power to utter ; but I wanted no interjoice at it.
preter for the language of love. Lord O. You shall rejoice at it, sir: my felicity Lore. But has your lordship considered the conshall not selfishly be confined, but shall spread its sequences of your resolution ? influence to the whole circle of my friends. I need Lord 0. No, sir, I am above consideration, when not say, Lovewell, that you shall have your share my desires are kindled. of it.
Lore. But consider the consequences, my lord, to Lore. Shall I, my lord ? then I understand you; your nephew, Sir John. -you have heard ;-Miss Fanny has informed Lord o. Sir John has considered no consequences you
himself, Mr. Lovewell. Lord O. She has; I have heard, and she shall be Love. Mr. Sterling, my lord, will certainly refuse happy: 'tis determined.
his daughter to Sir John. Lore. Then I have reached the summit of my Lord O. Sir John has already refused Mr. Sterwishes. And will your lordship pardon the folly ? ling's daughter.
Lord 0. O yes : poor creature, how could she help Love. But what will become of Miss Sterling, my it? "Twas unavoidable-fate and necessity. lord ?
Love. It was indeed, my lord. Your kindness dis- Lord O. What's that to you? You may have her, tracts me.
if you will. I depend upon Mr. Sterling's city phiLord 0. And so it did the poor girl, faith!
losopby to be reconciled to Lord Ogleby's being his NO. 22.
Bet. I was preparing myself, as usual, to take me a little nap
SCENE II.-A Gallery, which leads to several bede Love. A nap!
chambers. The stage dark. Bet. Yes, sir, a nap; for I watch much better so than wide awake; and when I had wrapped this Enter Miss STERLING, leading Mrs. HEIDELBERG, handkerchief round my head, for fear of the ear
in a night-cap. ache from the key-hole, I thought I heard a kind of Miss S. This way, dear madam, and then I'll tell a sort of buzzing, which I first took for a gnat, and you all. shook my head two or three times, and went so with Mrs. H. Nay but, niece, consider a little-don't
drag me out this figure; let me put on my fly-cap. Pan. Well, well; and so
If any of my lord's fammaly, or the counsellors at Bet. And so, madam, when I heard Mr. Love-law should be stirring, I should be prodigus disconwell a little loud, I heard the buzzing louder too; certed. and, pulling off my handkerchief softly, I could hear Miss S. But, my dear madam, a moment is an this sort of noise.
age, in my situation. I am sure my sister has been ( Makes an indistinct noise, like speaking. plotting my disgrace and ruin in that chamber ! Pan. Well, and what did they say ?
O! she's all craft and wickedness. Bet. Oh! I could not understand a word of what Mrs. H. Well, but softly, Betsy; you are all in was said.
emotion; your mind is too much flustrated; you can Love. The outward door is locked ?
neither eat, nor drink, nor take your pataral rest. Bet. Yes; and I bolted it too, for fear of the worst. Compose yourself, child; for, if we are not as wari
Fan. Why did you ? they must have heard you, some as they are wicked, we shall disgrace ourselves if they were near.
and the whole fammaly. Bet
. And I did it on purpose, madam, and coughed Miss S. We are disgraced already, madam. Sir a little too, that they might not hear Mr. Lovewell's John Melvil has forsaken me; my lord cares for voice: when I was silent, they were silent, and so I nobody but himself; or if anybody, it is my sister: came to tell you.
my father, for the sake of a better bargain, would Fan. What shall we do ?
marry me to a 'Change broker: so that if you, ma. Love. Fear nothing; we know the worst; it will dam, don't continue my friend-if you forsake me only bring on our catastrophe a little too soon.- --if I am to lose my best hopes and consolationBut Betty might fancy this noise; she's in the con- in your tenderness-and affections—I had better spiracy, and can make a man a mouse at any time. at once-give up the matter-and let my sister en.
Bet. I can distinguish a man from a mouse as joy—the fruits of her treachery-trample with scorn well as my betters: I am sorry you think so ill of upon the rights of her elder sister-the will of the me, sir.
best of aunts—and the weakness of a too interested Fan. He compliments you don't be a fool.- father. Now you have set her tongue a running, she'll mut- (She pretends to be bursting into tears during this ter for an hour. ( To LOVEWELL.] I'll go and hearken speech. myself.
[Exit. Mrs. H. Don't, Betsy-keep up your spurit : I Bet. I'll turn my back upon no girl for sincerity hate whimpering—I am your friend; depend upon and service.
(Half aside, muttering. me in every partiklar. But be composed, and tell Love. Thou art the first in the world for both; me what new mischief you have discovered. and I will reward you soon, for one and the other. Miss S. I had no desire to sleep, and would not
Bel. I am not mercenary neither : I can live on undress myself, knowing that my Machiavel sister a little, with a good carreter.
would not rest till she had broke my heart : I was Re-enter Fanay.
so uneasy that I could not stay in my room, but Fan. All seems quiet. Suppose, my dear, you go when I thought that all the house was quiet, I sent to your own room; I shall be much easier then, and my maid to discover what was going forward; she to-morrow we will be prepared for the discovery. immediately came back and told me, that they were
Bet. You may discover, if you please; but for my in high consultation ; that she heard only, for it was part, I shall still be secret.
[Half aside. in the dark, my sister's maid conducting Sir John Love. Should I leave you now, if they still are on Melvil to her mistress, and then lock the door. the watch, we shall lose the advantage of our delay. Mrs. H. And how did you conduct yourself in Besides, we should consult upon to-morrow's busi- this dilemma? ness. Let Betty go to her own room, and lock the Miss $. I returned with her, and could hear a outward door after her; we can fasten this; and, man's voice, though nothing that they said distinctly; when she thinks all safe, she may return and let me and you may depend upon it, that Sir John is now out as usual.
in that room, that they have settled the inatter, and Bet. Shall I, madam?
will run away together before the morning, if we Fan. Do let me have my way to-night, and you don't prevent them. shall command me ever after.
Mrs. H. Why, the brazen slut! she has got her Love. I live only to oblige you, my sweet Fanny! sister's husband, (that is to be,) lock'd up in her I'll be gone this moment.
[Going chamber! at night too! I tremble at the thoughts ! Fan. Betty shall go first, and if they lay hold of Miss S. Hush, madam! I hear something. her
Mrs. H. You frighten me:-let me put on my Bet. They'll have the wrong sow by the ear, I can fly-cap-I would not be seen in this figur for the tell them that.
[Going kastily. world. Fan. Softly, softly, Betty; don't venture out, it Miss S. "Tis dark, madam; you can't be seen. you hear a noise. Softly, I beg of you. See, Mr. Mrs. H. I protest, there's a candle coming, and a Lovewell, the effects of indiscretion!
man too! Love. But love, Fanny, makes amends for all. Miss S. Nothing but servants ; let us retire a mo(Exeunt softly. ment.
( They retire. Cham. Ha! I am undone! Enter Brush, half drunk, laying hold of the Cham
Brush. Zounds! here she is, by all that's me bermaid, icho has a candle in her hand, strous.
Read Cham. Be quiet, Mr. Brush; I shall drop down. Miss S. A fine discourse you have had at tt with terror.
fellow. Brush. But my sweet, and most amiable chamber- Mrs. H. And a fine time of night it is to be here maid, if you have no love, you may hearken to a with that drunken monster! little reason; that cannot possibly do your virtue Miss S. What have you to say for yourself! any harm.
Cham. I can say nothing-I'm so frightened and Cham. But you may do me harm, Mr. Brush, and so ashamed.-But, indeed, I am vartupes-I = a great deal of harm too; pray let me go; I am vartuous, indeed. yuined if they hear you! I tremble like an asp. Mrs. H. Well, well—don't tremble so; but tel
Brush. But they sha'n't hear us; and if you have us what you know of this borrable plot here. a mind to be ruined, it shall be the making of your Miss S. We'll forgive you if you'll discover all fortune, you little slut, you! therefore, I say it again, Cham. Why, madam, don't let me betrug allif you have no love, hear a little reason!
low-servants; I sha'n't sleep in my bed, Ild Cham. I wonder at your impurence, Mr. Brush, Mrs. H. Then you shall sleep somewhere else to to use me in this manner; this is not the way to morrow night. keep me company, I assure you. You are a town- Cham, ở dear! what shall I do? rake, I see, and now you are a little in liquor, you Mrs. H. Tell us this moment, or I'll turn you fear nothing
of doors directly. Brush. Nothing, by heavens! but your frowns, Cham. Why, our butler has been treating us bemost amiable chambermaid; I am a little electrified, low in his pantry; Mr. Brush forced us to make a that's the truth on't; I am not used to drink port, kind of holiday night of it. and your master's is so heady, that a pint of it over- Miss S. Holiday! for what? sets a claret-drinker. Come, now, my dear little Cham. Nay, I only made one. spider-brusher !
Miss S. Well, well! but upon what account? Cham. Don't be rude! bless me! I shall be Cham. Because as how, madam, there was a ruined—what will become of me?
change in the family, they said-that his hozour, Brush. I'll take care of you, by all that's honour-Sir John, was to mary Miss Faner instead of your able !
ladyship. Cham. You are a base man to use me so—I'll Miss S. And so you make a holiday for that.cry out if you don't let me go. That is Miss Ster-Very fine ! ling's chamber, that Miss Fanny's, and that Madam Cham. I did not make it, ma'am. Heidelberg's.
Mrs. H. But do you know nothing of Sir Joha's Brush. We know all that. And that Lord Ogle-being to run away with Miss Fanny to-night? by's, and that my Lady What-d'ye-call-'em's : I Cham. No, indeed, ma'am. don't mind such folks when I'm sober, much less Miss S. Nor of his being now locked up in sy when I am whimsical-rather above that, too. sister's chamber?
Cham. More shame for you, Mr. Brush! you ter- Cham. No, as I hope for marey, ma'am. rify me; you have no modesty.
Mrs. H. Well, r'n put an end to all this directly; Brush. O, but I have, my sweet spider-brusher: do you run to my brother Sterlingfor instance, I reverence Miss Fanny; she's a most Cham. Now, ma’am? 'Tis so very late, ma'amdelicious morsel, and fit for a prince. With all my Mrs. H. I don't care how late it is. Tell him horrors of matrimony, I could marry her myself: there are thieves in the house that the house is on but for her sister
fire-tell him to come here immediately. Go, I say, Miss S. [Within.] There, there, madam, all in a Cham. I will, I will, though I'm frighten'd out of story!
TER. Cham. Bless me, Mr. Brush !—I heard something. Mrs. H. Do you watch here, my dear; and I'll
Brush. Rats, I suppose, that are gnawing the old put myself in order to face them. "We'll plot'e, timbers of this execrable old dungeon; if it was and counterplot 'em too.
[Eni. mine, I would pull it down, and fill your fine canal Miss S. I have as much pleasure in this revenge up with the rubbish; and then I should get rid of as in being made a countess. Hal they are unlocktwo d-n'd things at once.
ing the door. Now for it!
(Retire. Cham. La! la! how you blaspheme! we shall have the house upon our heads for it.
Fanny's door is unlocked, and BETTY come mat, Brush. No, no, it will last our time ;-but as I was saying, the eldest sister, Miss Jezebel
Miss STERLING approaches Cham. Is a fine young lady, for all your evil Bet. (Calling within.] Sir! sir! not's your time tongue.
-all's clear. [Seeing Miss STERLING Sisy, Brush. No; we have smoked her already; and, stay-not yet-we are watch'd. unless she marries our old Swiss, she can have none Miss S. And so you are, Madam Betty, of us,—No, no, she won't do—we are a little too [Miss STERLING lays hold of her, while BETTY nice.
locks the door, and puts the key into her pocket Cham. You're a monstrous rake, Mr. Brush, and don't care what you say.
Bet. [Turning round.] What's the matter,madam?
Miss Š. Nay, that you shall tell my father and Brush. Why, for that matter, my dear, I am a aunt, madam. little inclined to mischief; and if you don't have Bet. I am no tell-tale, madam, and no thief; pity upon me, I will break open that door, and ravish they'll get nothing from me. Mrs. Heidelberg.
Miss S. You have a great deal of courage, Bety, Mrs. H. Coming forward.] There's no bearing and, considering the secrets you have to keen, jos this-you profligate monster!
have occasion for it. H. Com. u profligate
Bet. My mistress shall never repent her good Miss S. What, by my disgrace and my sister' opinion of me, ma'am.
triumph ? I have a spirit above such meán consi, Enter STERLING.
derations : and to shew you that it is not a low-bred,
vulgar, 'Change-alley spirit.—Help! help! Thieves! Ster. What's all this? What's the matter? Why thieves ! I say. am I disturb'd in this manner ?
Ster. Ay, ay, you may save your lungs •' the Miss S. This creature, and my distresses, sir, will house is in an uproar. explain this matter.
Enter Canton, in a night-goun and slippers. Re-enter Mrs. HEIDELBERG, with another head-dress.
Can. Eh, diable! vat is de raison of dis great Mrs. H. Now I'm prepared for the rancounter.- noise, dis tintamarre? Well, brother, have you heard of this scene of Ster. Ask those ladies, sir; 'tis of their inaking. wickedness ?
Lord 0. (Calls within. Brush !-Brush !--CanSter. Not 1—but what is it? speak. I was got ton !- Where are you :- What's the matter :into my little closet, all the lawyers were in bed, (Rings a bell.] Where are you? and I had almost lost my senses in the confusion of Ster. 'Tis my lord calls, Mr. Canton. Lord Ogleby's mortgages, when I was alarmed with Can. I com, mi lor! [Lord 0. still rings.--Exit. a foolish girl, who could hardly speak; and whether Flow. (Calls within.] À light! a light here! it's fire, or thieves, or murder, or a rape, I'm quite Where are the servants ? Bring a light for me and in the dark.
my brothers. Mrs. H. No, no; there's no rape, brother. All Ster. Lights here ! lights for the gentlemen! parties are willing, I believe.
[ Exit. Miss S. Who's in that chamber?
Mrs. H. My brother feels, I see :-your sister's (Detaining Betty, who seemed to be stealing away. turn will come next. Bet. My mistress.
Miss S. Ay, ay, let it go round, madam, it is the Miss S. And who's with your mistress ?
only comfort I have left. Bet. Why, who should there be ?
Re-enter STERLING with lights, before SERGEANT Miss S. Open the door, then, and let us see. Bet. The door is open, madam. (Miss Ster.goes
FLOWER, with a boot and a slipper, and TRAVERSE. to the door.) I'll sooner die than peach. (Exit hastily. Ster. This way, sir; this way, gentlemen.
Miss S. The door is locked; and she has got the Flow. Well, but Mr. Sterling, no danger, I hope? key in her pocket.
Have they made a burglarious entry? Are you Mrs. H. There's impudence, brother! piping prepared to repulse them? I am very much alarmed hot from your daughter Fanny's school !
about thieves at circuit time. They would be parSter. But, zounds! what is all this about ? You ticularly severe with us gentlemen of the bar. tell me of a sum total, and you don't produce the Trav. No danger, Mr. Sterling ;--no trespass, I particulars.
hope? Mrs. H. Sir John Melvil is locked up in your Ster. None, gentlemen, but of those ladies' daughter's bed-chamber-There is the particular. making. Sier. The devil he is !—That's bad.
Mrs. 11. You'll be ashamed to know, gentlemen, Miss S. And he has been there some time, too. that all your labours and studies about this young Ster. Ditto!
lady, are thrown away-Sir John Melvil is at this Mrs. H. Ditto! worse and worse, I say. I'n moinent locked up with this lady's younger sister. raise the whole house, and expose him to my lord, Flou. The thing is a little extraordinary, to be and the whole fammaly.
sure; but, why were we to be frightened out of our Ster. By no means! we shall expose ourselves, beds for this ? Could not we have tried this cause sister. The best way is to insure privately :-letto-morrow morning ? me alone! I'll make him marry her to-morrow Miss S. But, sir, by to-morrow morning, perhaps, morning.
even your assistance would not have been of any Miss S. Make him marry her! this is beyond all service :-the birds now in that cage would have patience !-You have thrown away all your affec- flown away. tion, and I shall do as much by my obedience ;
Enter Lord OGLEBY, in his robe-de-chambre, unnatural fathers make unnatural children. My
night-cap, 8c. leaning on Canton. revenge is in my own power, and I'll indulge it. Had they made their escape, I should have been Lord O. I had rather lose a limb than my night's exposed to the derision of the world: but the de rest. What's the matter with you all ? riders shall be derided ; and so--Help, help, there ! Ster. Ay, ay, 'tis all over !-Here's my lord, too. -Thieves ! thieves !
Lord o.' What's all this shrieking and screaming? Mrs. H. Tit-for-tat, Betsy! you are right, my Where's my angelic Fanny? She's safe, I hope. girl.
Mrs. H. Your angelic Fanny, my lord, is locked Ster. Zounds! you'll spoil all-you'll raise the up with your angelic nephew in that chamber. whole family--the devil's in the girl.
Lord O. My nephew! Then I will be excommu. Mrs. H. No, no; the devil's in you, brother: 1 picated. am ashamed of your principles. What! would you Mrs. H. Your nephew, my lord, has been plotconnive at your daughter's being locked up with ting to run away with Miss Fanny, and Miss Fanny her sister's husband | Help! Thieves ! thieves ! has been plotting to run away with your nephew :
and if we had not watched them, and called up the Sier. Sister, I beg of you! daughter, I command fammaly, they had been upon the scamper to Scotyou !-If you have no regard for me, consider your land by this time. selves! We shall lose this opportunity of ennobling Lord o. Look ye, ladies! I know that Sir John our blood, and getting above twenty per cent. for has conceived a violent passion for Miss Fanny; our money.
and I know too, that Miss Fanny has conceived i