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THE CLANDESTINE MARRIAGE.

Lord O. With any fortune, or no fortune at all,
sir. Love is the idol of my heart, and the demon,
interest, sinks before him. So, sir, as I said before,
I will marry your youngest daughter; your youngest
daughter will marry me.

Ster. Who told you so, my lord?
Lord O. Her own sweet self, sir.
Ster. Indeed!

Lord O. Yes, sir; our affection is mutual-your
advantage double and treble: your daughter will
be a countess directly, I shall be the happiest of
beings, and you'll be father to an earl instead of a

Daronet.

Ster. But what will my sister say? and my daughter?

Lord O. I'll manage that matter; nay, if they won't consent, I'll run away with your daughter in spite of you.

Ster. Well said, my lord! your spirit's good; I wish you had my constitution; but if you'll venture, I have no objection, if my sister has none.

Lord O. I'll answer for your sister, sir. Apropos -the lawyers are in the house; I'll have articles drawn, and the whole affair concluded to-morrow Es morning.

Ster. Very well; and I'll despatch Lovewell to London immediately for some fresh papers I shall want you must excuse me, my lord, but I can't help laughing at the match.-He, he, he! what will the folks say? Lord O. What a fellow am I going to make a [Exit. father of! He has no more feeling than the pest in his warehouse. But Fanny's virtues tune me to raptore again, and I won't think of the rest of the family.

Re-enter LOVEWELL, hastily.

Lore. I beg your lordship's pardon; are you alone, my lord?

Lord O. No, my lord, I am not alone; I am in company the best company.

Lore. My lord!

Lord O. I never was in such exquisite, enchanting company, since my heart first conceived, or my senses tasted pleasure.

[Looks about.

Love. Where are they, my lord? Lord O. "In my mind's eye, Horatio." Love. What company have you there, my lord? Lord O. My own ideas, sir, which so crowd upon my imagination, and kindle in it such a delirium of ecstacy, that wit, wine, music, poetry, all combined, and cach in perfection, are but mere mortal shadows of my felicity.

Love. I see that your lordship is happy, and I rejoice at it.

Lord O. You shall rejoice at it, sir: my felicity shall not selfishly be confined, but shall spread its influence to the whole circle of my friends. I need E not say, Lovewell, that shall have your you of it. Love. Shall I, my lord? then I understand you; -you have heard;-Miss Fanny has informed

you

share

Lord O. She has; I have heard, and she shall be happy: 'tis determined.

Love. Then I have reached the summit of my wishes. And will your lordship pardon the folly? Lord O. O yes: poor creature, how could she help it? 'Twas unavoidable-fate and necessity.

Love. It was indeed, my lord. Your kindness dis

tracts me.

Lord O. And so it did the poor girl, faith!
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clare her affections?
Love. She trembled to disclose the secret, and de-

affections ill placed.
Lord O. The world, I believe, will not think her

Love. [Bows.] You are too good, my lord.-And do you really excuse the rashness of the action? Lord O. From my very soul, Lovewell.

Love. [Bows.] I was afraid of her meeting with a

cold reception.

Lord O. More fool you then

Who pleads her cause with never-failing beauty,
She's a fine girl, Lovewell.
Here finds a full redress. [Strikes his breast

She has an understanding
Love. Her beauty, my lord, is the least merit

Lord O. Her choice convinces me of that.
Her choice was a disinterested one.
Love. [Bows.] That's your lordship's goodness.

Lord O. No, no, not altogether; it began with interest, and ended in passion.

with her goodness of heart, and generosity of mind,
Love. Indeed, my lord, if you were acquainted
as well as you are with the inferior beauties of her
face and person-

istence, and so totally of your mind, touching every
Lord O. I am so perfectly convinced of their ex
amiable particular of that sweet girl, that, were it
not for the cold, unfeeling impediments of the law,
I would marry her to-morrow morning.
Love. My lord!

and amiable in woman!
Lord O. I would, by all that's honourable in man,

Love. Marry her! Who do you mean, my lord? Lord O. Miss Fanny Sterling, that is; the Countess of Ogleby, that shall be.

Love. I am astonished!

Lord O. Why, could you expect less from me?
Love. I did not expect this, my lord.

Lord O. Trade and accounts have destroyed your feeling.

Love. No, indeed, my lord.

my breast, I was resolved to plunge into matrimony, Lord O. The moment that love and pity entered [Sighs. and shorten the girl's tortures. I never do anything by halves, do I, Lovewell?

Love. No, indeed, my lord. [Sighs.] What an accident!

seem'st to have lost thy faculties. Why don't you Lord O. What's the matter, Lovewell? thou [Aside. wish me joy, man?

Love. O, I do, my lord.

she had not power to utter; but I wanted no inter-
Lord O. She said that you would explain what
[Sighs.
preter for the language of love.

sequences of your resolution?
Love. But has your lordship considered the con-

my

Lord O. No, sir, I am above consideration, when
desires are kindled.

your nephew, Sir John.
Love. But consider the consequences, my lord, to

Lord O. Sir John has considered no consequences himself, Mr. Lovewell.

Love. Mr. Sterling, my lord, will certainly refuse his daughter to Sir John.

Lord O. Sir John has already refused Mr. Sterling's daughter.

Love. But what will become of Miss Sterling, my lord?

Lord O. What's that to you? You may have her, if you will. I depend upon Mr. Sterling's city philosophy to be reconciled to Lord Ogleby's being his

son-in-law, instead of Sir John Melvil, baronet. Don't you think that your master may be brought o that, without having recourse to his calculations, ch, Lovewell?

Lore. But my lord, that is not the question.

Lord O. Whatever is the question, I'll tell you. ny answer. I am in love with a fine girl, whom I resolve to marry.

Enter Sir JOHN MELVIL. What news with you, Sir John? You look all hurry and impatience, like a messenger after a battle.

Sir J. After a battle indeed, my lord. I have this Ty had a severe engagement; and, wanting your rdship as an auxiliary, I have at last mustered up esolution to declare, what my duty to you and to Lyself have demanded from me some time.

Lord O. To the business then, and be as concise possible, for I am upon the wing; eh, Lovewell? [Smiles, and LovEWELL bows. Sir J. I find 'tis in vain, my lord, to struggle against the force of inclination. Lord O. Very true, nephew; I am your witness, and will second the motion-sha'n't I, Lovewell? [Smiles, and LOVEWELL bows. Sir J. Your lordship's generosity encourages me to tell you that I cannot marry Miss Sterling.

Lord O. I am not at all surprised at it; she's a bitter potion, that's the truth of it; but, as you were to swallow it and not I, it was your business, not mine. Anything more?

Sir J. But this, my lord; that I may be permitted to make my addresses to the other sister.

[Gravely,

ACT V.

SCENE I.-Fanny's Apartment.

Enter LOVEWELL and FANNY, followed by BETY. Fan. Why did you come so soon, Mr. Lovewell? the family is not yet in bed, and Betty certainly heard somebody listening near the chamber-door,

Bet. My mistress is right, sir; evil spirits are abroad; and I am sure you are both too good, not to expect mischief from them.

Love. But who can be so curious, or so wicked? Bet. I think we have wickedness and curiosity enough in this family, sir, to expect the worst.

Fan. I do expect the worst. Pr'ythee, Betty, return to the outward door, and listen if you hear any body in the gallery, and let us know directly. Bet. I warrant you, madam; the lord bless you both. [Erit. Fan. What did my father want with you this evening?

Love. He gave me the key of his closet, with orders to bring from London some papers relating to Lord Ogleby.

Fan. And why did you not obey him?

Love. Because I am certain that his lordship has opened his heart to him about you, and those papers are wanted merely on that account. But, as we shall discover all to-morrow, there will be no occasion for them, and it would be idle in me to go. Fan. Hark-hark! bless me, how I tremble! I

Lord O. O yes, by all means; have you any hopes there, nephew? Do you think he'll succeed, Love-feel the terrors of guilt. Indeed, Mr. Lovewell, this well? [Smiles, and winks at LOVEWELL. is too much for me; this situation may have very Love. I think not, my lord. unhappy consequences. [Weep Lord O. I think so too; but let the fool try. Love. But it sha'n't. I would rather tell our story Sir J. Will your lordship favour me with your this moment to all the house, and run the risk of good offices to remove the chief obstacle to the maintaining you by the hardest labour, than suffer match, the repugnance of Mrs. Heidelberg? you to remain in this dangerous perplexity. What! shall I sacrifice all my best hopes and affections, in your dear health and safety, for the mean (and in such case the meanest) consideration, of our fortune? Were we to be abandoned by all our relations, we have that in our hearts and minds will weigh against the most affluent circumstances. I should not have proposed the secresy of our marriage, but for your sake; and with hopes that the most generous sacri fice, you have made to love and me, might be less injurious to you, by waiting a lucky moment of reconciliation.

Lord O. Mrs. Heidelberg? Had not you better begin with the young lady first? It will save you a great deal of trouble; won't it, Lovewell? [Smiles.] But do what you please, it will be the same thing to me-won't it, Lovewell? [Conceitedly.] Why don't you laugh at him?

Love. I do, my lord.

[Forces a smile. Sir J. And your lordship will endeavour to prevail on Mrs. Heidelberg to consent to my marriage with Miss Fanny?

Lord O. I'll speak to Mrs. Heidelberg about the adorable Fanny as soon as possible.

Sir J. Your generosity transports me. Lord O. Poor fellow, what a dupe! he little thinks who's in possession of the town? [Aside. Sir J. And your lordship is not in the least of. ended at this seeming inconstancy?

Fan. Hush, hush! for heaven's sake, my dear Lovewell, don't be so warm! your generosity gets the better of your prudence: you will be heard, and we shall be discovered. I am satisfied, indeed I am. Excuse this weakness, this delicacy, this what you will. My mind's at peace, indeed it is; think no more of it, if you love me.

Lord O. Not in the least. Miss Fanny's charms will even excuse infidelity. I look upon women as Love. That one word has charmed me, as it al he fere naturæ, lawful game, and every man who ways does, to the most implicit obedience: it would is qualified, has a natural right to pursue them-be the worst of ingratitude in me to distress you a Lovewell as well as you, and you as well as he, and moment. I as well as either of you. Every man shall do his best, without offence to any-what say you, kins

men?

Sir J. You have made me happy, my lord.
Love. And me, I assure you, my lord.
Lord O. And I am superlatively so-allons done!
To horse and away, boys!-you to your affairs, and
I to mine-suivons l'amour. [Sings.-Ereunt,

Re-enter BETTY.

[Kimes het.

Bet. In a low voice.] I'm sorry to disturb you.
Fan. Ha! what's the matter?
Love. Have you heard anybody?

Bet. Yes, yes, I have; and they have heard y too, or I'm mistaken; if they had seen you too, we should have been in a fine quandary.

Fan, Pr'ythee don't prate now, Betty.
Love. What did you hear?

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Bet. Yes, sir, a nap; for I watch much better so than wide awake; and when I had wrapped this handkerchief round my head, for fear of the earache from the key-hole, I thought I heard a kind of a sort of buzzing, which I first took for a gnat, and shook my head two or three times, and went so with my hand.

Fan. Well, well; and so

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Mrs. H. Nay but, niece, consider a little-don't drag me out this figure; let me put on my fly-cap. 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; and, pulling off my handkerchief softly, I could hear this sort of noise.

[Makes an indistinct noise, like speaking. Fan. Well, and what did they say? Bet. Oh! I could not understand a word of what was said.

Love. The outward door is locked?

Bet. Yes; and I bolted it too, for fear of the worst. Fan. Why did you? they must have heard you, if they were near.

Bet. And I did it on purpose, madam, and coughed a little too, that they might not hear Mr. Lovewell's voice: when I was silent, they were silent, and so I came to tell you.

Fan. What shall we do?

certed.

Miss S. But, my dear madam, a moment is an age, in my situation. I am sure my sister has been plotting my disgrace and ruin in that chamber!— O she's all craft and wickedness.

Mis. H. Well, but softly, Betsy; you are all in emotion; your mind is too much flustrated; you can neither eat, nor drink, nor take your nataral rest. Compose yourself, child; for, if we are not as warisome as they are wicked, we shall disgrace ourselves and the whole fammaly.

Miss S. We are disgraced already, madam. Sir John Melvil has forsaken me; my lord cares for nobody but himself; or if anybody, it is my sister: my father, for the sake of a better bargain, would marry me to a 'Change broker: so that if you, madam, don't continue my friend-if you forsake me

Love. Fear nothing; we know the worst; it will 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-spiracy, and can make a man a mouse at any time.

Bet. I can distinguish a man from a mouse as well as my betters: I am sorry you think so ill of me, sir.

Fan. He compliments you-don't be a fool.Now you have set her tongue a running, she'll mutter for an hour. [To LOVEWELL.] I'll go and hearken myself. [Exit. Bet. I'll turn my back upon no girl for sincerity and service. [Half aside, muttering. Love. Thou art the first in the world for both; and I will reward you soon, for one and the other. Bet. I am not mercenary neither: I can live on a little, with a good carreter.

Re-enter FANNY.

Fan. All seems quiet. Suppose, my dear, you go to your own room; I shall be much easier then, and to-morrow we will be prepared for the discovery. Bet. You may discover, if you please; but for my part, I shall still be secret. [Half aside. Love. Should I leave you now, if they still are on the watch, we shall lose the advantage of our delay. Besides, we should consult upon to-morrow's business. Let Betty go to her own room, and lock the outward door after her; we can fasten this; and, when she thinks all safe, she may return and let me

out as usual.

Bet. Shall I, madam?

Fan. Do let me have my way to-night, and you shall command me ever after.

Love. I live only to oblige you, my sweet Fanny!
I'll be gone this moment.
[Going.
Fun. Betty shall go first, and if they lay hold of

her

Bet. They'll have the wrong sow by the ear, I can
tell them that.
[Going hastily,
Fan. Softly, softly, Betty; don't venture out, if
you hear a noise. Softly, I beg of you. See, Mr.
Lovewell, the effects of indiscretion!

Love. But love, Fanny, makes amends for all.
[Exeunt softly.

in your tenderness-and affections-I had betterat once-give up the matter-and let my sister enjoy-the fruits of her treachery-trample with scorn upon the rights of her elder sister-the will of the best of aunts-and the weakness of a too interested father.

[She pretends to be bursting into tears during this speech.

Mrs. H. Don't, Betsy-keep up your spurit: I hate whimpering-I am your friend; depend upon me in every partiklar. But be composed, and tell me what new mischief you have discovered.

Miss S. I had no desire to sleep, and would not undress myself, knowing that my Machiavel sister would not rest till she had broke my heart: I was so uneasy that I could not stay in my room, but when I thought that all the house was quiet, I sent my maid to discover what was going forward; she immediately came back and told me, that they were in high consultation; that she heard only, for it was in the dark, my sister's maid conducting Sir John Melvil to her mistress, and then lock the door.

Mrs. H. And how did you conduct yourself in this dilemma?

Miss S. I returned with her, and could hear a man's voice, though nothing that they said distinctly; and you may depend upon it, that Sir John is now in that room, that they have settled the inatter, and will run away together before the morning, if we don't prevent them.

Mrs. H. Why, the brazen slut! she has got her sister's husband, (that is to be,) lock'd up in her chamber! at night too! I tremble at the thoughts! Miss S. Hush, madam! I hear something.

Mrs. H. You frighten me:-let me put on my fly-cap-I would not be seen in this figur for the world.

Miss S. 'Tis dark, madam; you can't be seen.
Mrs. H. I protest, there's a candle coming, and a

man too!

Miss S. Nothing but servants; let us retire a moment. They retire.

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Miss S. [Within.] There, there, madam, all in a story!

Cham. Bless me, Mr. Brush!-I heard something. Brush. Rats, I suppose, that are gnawing the old timbers of this execrable old dungeon; if it was mine, I would pull it down, and fill your fine canal up with the rubbish; and then I should get rid of two d-n'd things at once.

Cham. La! la! how you blaspheme! we shall have the house upon our heads for it.

Brush. No, no, it will last our time;-but as I was saying, the eldest sister, Miss Jezebel

Cham. Is a fine young lady, for all your evil tongue.

Brush. No; we have smoked her already; and, unless she marries our old Swiss, she can have none of us.-No, no, she won't do-we are a little too nice.

Cham. You're a monstrous rake, Mr. Brush, and don't care what you say.

Brush. Why, for that matter, my dear, I am a little inclined to mischief; and if you don't have pity upon me, I will break open that door, and ravish Mrs. Heidelberg.

Mrs. H. Coming forward.] There's no bearing this-you profligate monster!

Cham. Ha! I am undone ! Brush. Zounds! here she is, by all that's n strous. Runs of Miss S. A fine discourse you have had with that fellow.

Mrs. H. And a fine time of night it is to be here with that drunken monster!

Miss S. What have you to say for yourself? Cham. I can say nothing-I'm so frightened, nd so ashamed.-But, indeed, I am vartuous-Ia vartuous, indeed.

Mrs. H. Well, well-don't tremble so; but tell us what you know of this horrable plot here. Miss S. We'll forgive you if you'll discover all Cham. Why, madam, don't let me betray my fellow-servants; I sha'n't sleep in my bed, if1 d. Mrs. H. Then you shall sleep somewhere else to morrow night. Cham. O dear! what shall I do?

Mrs. H. Tell us this moment, or I'll turn you out of doors directly.

Cham. Why, our butler has been treating us lelow in his pantry; Mr. Brush forced us to make a kind of holiday night of it.

Miss S. Holiday! for what?
Cham. Nay, I only made one.

Miss S. Well, well! but upon what account?

Cham. Because as how, madam, there was a change in the family, they said-that his honour, Sir John, was to marry Miss Fanny instead of your ladyship.

Miss S. And so you make a holiday for that.Very fine!

Cham. I did not make it, ma'am.

Mrs. H. But do you know nothing of Sir John's being to run away with Miss Fanny to-night? Cham. No, indeed, ma'am.

Miss S. Nor of his being now locked up in my sister's chamber?

Cham. No, as I hope for marcy, ma'am. Mrs. H. Well, I'll put an end to all this directly; do you run to my brother Sterling

Cham. Now, ma'am? Tis so very late, ma'am

Mrs. H. I don't care how late it is. Tell him there are thieves in the house-that the house is on fire-tell him to come here immediately. Go, I say. Cham. I will, I will, though I'm frighten'd out of my wits.

Mrs. H. Do you watch here, my dear; and I'll put myself in order to face them. We'll plot 'em, and counterplot 'em too. [Ent.

Miss S. I have as much pleasure in this revenge, as in being made a countess. Ha! they are unlocking the door. Now for it! [Retires.

Fanny's door is unlocked, and BETTY comes out,
Miss STERLING approaches.

Bet. [Calling within.] Sir! sir! now's your time -all's clear. [Seeing Miss STERLING.Stay, stay-not yet-we are watch'd.

Miss S. And so you are, Madam Betty.

[Miss STERLING lays hold of her, while BETTY locks the door, and puts the key into her pocket. Bet. [Turning round.] What's the matter, madam?! Miss S. Nay, that you shall tell my father and aunt, madam."

Bet. I am no tell-tale, madam, and no thief; they'll get nothing from me.

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and, considering the secrets you have to keep, you Miss S. You have a great deal of courage, Betty, have occasion for it.

Bet. My mistress shall never repent her good| opinion of me, ma'am.

Enter STERLING.

Ster. What's all this? What's the matter? Why am I disturb'd in this manner?

Miss S. This creature, and my distresses, sir, will

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Re-enter Mrs. HEIDELBERG, with another head-dress.

Miss S. What, by my disgrace and my sister' triumph? I have a spirit above such mean consi、 derations and to shew you that it is not a low-bred, vulgar, 'Change-alley spirit.-Help! help! Thieves! thieves! I say.

Ster. Ay, ay, you may save your lungs the house is in an uproar.

Enter CANTON, in a night-geun and slippers.
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 wickedness?

Ster. Ask those ladies, sir; 'tis of their making. Lord O. [Calls within.] Brush-Brush!-CanSter. Not I-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 Lord Ogleby's mortgages, when I was alarmed with a foolish girl, who could hardly speak; and whether it's fire, or thieves, or murder, or a rape, I'm quite in the dark.

Mrs. H. No, no; there's no rape, brother. All parties are willing, I believe.

Miss S. Who's in that chamber?

Ster. 'Tis my lord calls, Mr. Canton.

Can. I com, mi lor! [Lord O. still rings.-Exit. Flow. [Calls within.] À light! a light here!Where are the servants? Bring a light for me and my brothers.

Ster. Lights here! lights for the gentlemen!

[Exit.

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. And who's with your mistress?

Bet. Why, who should there be ?

Miss S. Open the door, then, and let us see. Bet. The door is open, madam. [Miss STER. goes to the door.] I'll sooner die than peach. [Exit hastily. Miss S. The door is locked; and she has got the key in her pocket.

Mrs. H. There's impudence, brother! piping hot from your daughter Fanny's school!

Ster. But, zounds! what is all this about? You tell me of a sum total, and you don't produce the particulars.

Mrs. H. Sir John Melvil is locked up in your daughter's bed-chamber-There is the particular. Ster. The devil he is!-That's bad.

Miss S. And he has been there some time, too.
Ster. Ditto !

Mrs. H. Ditto! worse and worse, I say. I'll raise the whole house, and expose him to my lord, and the whole fammaly.

Ster. By no means! we shall expose ourselves, sister. The best way is to insure privately:-let me alone! I'll make him marry her to-morrow morning.

Miss S. Ay, ay, let it go round, madam, it is the only comfort I have left.

Re-enter STERLING with lights, before SERGEANT
FLOWER, with a boot and a slipper, and TRAVERSE.
Ster. This way, sir; this way, gentlemen.

Flow. Well, but Mr. Sterling, no danger, I hope? Have they made a burglarious entry? Are you prepared to repulse them? I am very much alarmed about thieves at circuit time. They would be particularly severe with us gentlemen of the bar.

Trav. No danger, Mr. Sterling;—no trespass, I

hope?

Ster. None, gentlemen, but of those ladies' making.

Mrs. H. You'll be ashamed to know, gentlemen, that all your labours and studies about this young lady, are thrown away-Sir John Melvil is at this moment locked up with this lady's younger sister.

Flow. The thing is a little extraordinary, to be sure; but, why were we to be frightened out of our beds for this? Could not we have tried this cause to-morrow morning?

Miss S. But, sir, by to-morrow morning, perhaps, even your assistance would not have been of any service:-the birds now in that cage would have

Enter Lord OGLEBY, in his robe-de-chambre,

Miss S. Make him marry her! this is beyond all patience! You have thrown away all your affee-flown away. tion, and I shall do as much by my obedience; unnatural fathers make unnatural children. My revenge is in my own power, and I'll indulge it. Had they made their escape, I should have been exposed to the derision of the world: but the deriders shall be derided; and so-Help, help, there! -Thieves! thieves!

Mrs. H. Tit-for-tat, Betsy! you are right, my girl.

Ster. Zounds! you'll spoil all-you'll raise the whole family-the devil's in the girl.

night-cap, &c. leaning on CANTON. Lord O. I had rather lose a limb than my night's rest. What's the matter with you all?

Ster. Ay, ay, 'tis all over!-Here's my lord, too. Lord O. What's all this shrieking and screaming? Where's my angelic Fanny? She's safe, I hope.

Mrs. H. Your angelic Fanny, my lord, is locked up with your angelic nephew in that chamber. Lord O. My nephew! Then I will be excommu

Mrs. H. No, no; the devil's in you, brother: Inicated.
am ashamed of your principles. What! would you
connive at your daughter's being locked up with
her sister's husband? Help! Thieves! thieves!

Mrs. H. Your nephew, my lord, has been plotting to run away with Miss Fanny, and Miss Fanny has been plotting to run away with your nephew: and if we had not watched them, and called up the fammaly, they had been upon the scamper to Scot

Lord O. Look ye, ladies! I know that Sir John

I say. Ster. Sister, I beg of you! daughter, I command you!-If you have no regard for me, consider your-land by this time. selves! We shall lose this opportunity of ennobling 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 a

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