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SCENE I.-An Apartment in FREEMAN'S an honest fellow; and I will swear for my blacks. House.

-If there is a rogue among my folks, it is that

surly dog Tom. Enter Freeman and Lovel.

Free. You are mistaken in every one. Philip

is an hypocritical rascal; Tom has a good deal Free. A country boy! ha, ha, ha!- How of surly honesty about him; and for your blacks, long has this scheme been in your head ? they are as bad as your whites.

Loo. Some time.-- I am now convinced, Lov. Prythee, Freeman, how came you to be of what you have often been hinting to me, that so well acquainted with my people? None of the I am confoundedly cheated by my servants. wenches are handsome enough to move the af

Free. Oh, are you satisfied at last, Mr. Lovely fections of a middle-aged gentleman as you are I always told you, that there is not a worse set-ba, la, ha! of servants in the parish of St. James's, than in Free. You are a young man, Mr. Lovel, and your kitchen.

take a pride in a number of idle unnecessary serLov. Tis with some difficulty I believe it now, vants, who are the plague and reproach of this Mr. Freeman; though, I must own, my expences kingdom. often make me stare. Philip, I am sure, is Loo. Charles, you are an old-fashioned fellos.

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Rob. I hope your honours will not insist on Rob. I will, your honour.

Erit. my saying any thing in an affair of this kind ? Free. Well, sir, are you convinced now? Lor. Oh, but we do insisi, if you know any Lov. Convinced? Yes; and I'll be among the

scoundrels before night. You or Robert must Rob. Sir, I am but a servant myself: and it contrive some way or other to get me introduced would not become me to speak ill of a brother- to Philip, as one of your cottager's boys out of servant.

Essex. Free. Psha! this is false honesty ! speak Free. Ha, ha, ha! you'll make a fine figure. out.

I Lov. They shall make a fine figure. It must Rob. Don't oblige me, good sir. Consider, be done this afternoon : walk with me across the sir, a servant's bread depends upon his ca- Park, and I'll tell you the whole. My name rackter.

shall be Jemmy; and I am come to be a gentleLoo. But if a servant uses me ill

man's servant-and will do my best, and hope Rob. Alas, sir! what is one man's poison, is to get a good curackter.

[Mimicking. another man's meat.

Free. But what will you do if you find them Free. You see how they trim for one an- rascals? other!

Lov. Discover myself, and blow them all to Rob. Service, sir, is no inheritance. A ser- the devil! Come along. vant that is not approved in one place, may give Free. Ha, ha, ha! Bravo! Jemmy! Bravo! satisfaction in another. Every body must live, I ha, ha!

[Ereunt. your honour.

Lov. I like your heartiness as well as your caution ; but, in my case, it is necessary that I

SCENE II.-The Park. should know the truth. Rob. The truth, sir, is not to be spoken at all

Enter Duke's Servant times; it may bring one into trouble; whereof

| What wretches are ordinary servants, that go on Free. [ Musing.) Whereof if- Pray, Mr. in the same vulgar track every day! eating, Lovel, let me see that letter again. (Lovel gives working, and sleeping ! But we, who have the the letter. Aye--it must be so; Ro-honour to serve the nobility, are of another spebert

cies. We are above the common forms, have Rob. Sir?

servants to wait upon us, and are as lazy and Free. Do you know any thing of this letter? luxurious as our masters- Ha! my dear Sir Rob. Letter, your honour?

Harry!
Free. Yes, letter.

Enter Sır Harry's Servant.
Rob. I have seen the hand before.
Lov. He blushes!

| How have you done these thousand years ? Free. I ask you, if you were concerned in Sir Har. My lord Duke!-your grace's most writing this letter? You never told me a lie yet, obedient servant. and I expect the truth from you now.

Duke. Well, baronet, and where have you Rob. Pray, your honour, don't ask me. | been? Free. Did you write it? Answer me.

Sir Har. At Newmarket, my lord. We have Rob. I cannot deny it.

[Bowing. had devilish fine sport! Lov. What induced you to it?

| Duke. And a good appearance, I hear-Pox Rob. I will tell truth-I have seen such waste take it, I should have been there; but our old and extravagance, and riot and drunkenness, in duchess died, and we were obliged to keep house your kitchen, sir, that, as my master's friend, Ifor the decency of the thing. could not help discovering it to you.

Sir Har. I picked up fifteen pieces. Lm. Go on.

Duke. Psha ! a trifle ! Rob, I am sorry to say it to your honour, but Sir Har. The viscount's people have been your honour is not only imposed on, but laughed bloodily taken in this meeting. at by all your servants, especially by Philip, who Duke. Credit me, baronet, they know nothing is a—very bad man.

of the turf. Lov. Pbilip! an ungrateful dog! Well?

Sir Har. I assure you, my lord, they lost every Rob. I could not presume to speak to your match ; for Crab was beat hollow, Careless honour; and therefore I resolved, though but a threw his rider, and Miss Slammerkin had the poor scribe, to write your honour a letter. distemper.

Loo, Robert, I am greatly indebted to you. Duke. Ha, ha, ha! I'm glad on't-Taste this Here JOffers money. snuff, Sir Harry.

[Offers his bor. Rob. On any other account than this, I should Sir Hur. 'Tis good rapee. be proud to receive your honour's bounty; but Duke. Right Strasburg, I assure you; and of now I beg to be excused.

my own importing. Lov Thou hast a noble heart, Robert, and I'll! Sir Har. Aye! not forget you! Freeman, he must be in the se- Duke. The city people adulterate it so congret. Wait your master's orders.

I foundedly, that I always import my own snuff.

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