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Quid. Ay, thanks to Termagant, or I should
Enter RoveweLL. have been underinined here by you. Ter. [Looking in.) What the devil is here to
Rove. But I say I will come in; my friend do now? I am all over in a quandary.
shan't be murdered amongst you Quid. Now, madam, an't you a false girl-an
| Bel. 'Sdeath, Rovewell! what brings you undutiful child? But I can get intelligence, you
here? see-Termagant is my friend, and if it had not
Rove. I have been waiting in a hackney-coach been for her
for you these two hours; and split me but I was afraid they had smothered you between two fea
ther-beds! Enter TERMAGANT. Ter. Oh, my stars and garters! here's such a
Enter TERMAGANT. piece of work-What shall I do?-My poor
Ter. More misfortunes! here comes the watch, dear Miss Harriet
Quid. The best news I ever heard ! Quid. What, is there any more news? What has happened now?
Enter Watchmen. Ter. Oh, madam, madam, forgive me, iny dear | Here, thieves ! robbery! murder! I charge madam- I did not do it on purpose I did them both; take them directly. not; as I bope for mercy, I did not!
Watch. Stand and deliver in the king's name! Quid. Is the woman crazy?
seize them; knock them down! Ter. I did not intend to give it bim: I would | Bel. Don't frighten the lady; here's my sword; bave seen him gibbeted first. I found the letter I surrender. in your bed-chamber; I knew it was the same
Rore. You scoundrels! Stand off, rascals! I delivered to you, and my curiosity did make Watch. Down with him! down with him! De pecp into it. Says iny curiosity, Now, Ter
[Fight. mayant, you may gratify yourself by finding out the contents of that letter, which you have so
Enter Razor, with the Gazette in his hand. violent an itching for.' My curiosity did say so; )
Raz. What, a fray at my master Quidnunc's! and then I own my respect for you did say to knock him down! knock him down! me, Hussy, how dare you meddle with what (Folds up the Guzette, puts himself in a boring does not belong to you? Keep your distance, attitude, and fights with the watchmen. and let your mistress's secrets alone.' And Quid. That's right; hold him fast! then upon that, in comes my curiosity again.
[Watchmen seize RoveweLL. . Read it, I tell you, Termagant, a woman of
Rore. You have overpowered me, you rascals! spirit should know every thing.' 'Let it alone,
Ter. I believe as sure as any thing, as how you jade,' says my respect, it is as much as he's a highwayman, and as how it was be that your place is worth.' 1 What signification's a robbed the mail. place with an old bankrupper? says my curio- Quid. What! rob the mail, and stop all the sity,' there's more places than one; and so read news! Scarch him, search him! he may have it, I tell you, Termagant.' I did read it; what ihe letters belonging to the mail in his pockets conld I do? Heaven help me! I did read it; now: Ay, here's one letter,' To Mr. Abraham I don't go to deny it; I don't, I don't, I don't! Quidnunc.' Let's see what it is Your dutiful
[Crying very bitterly. I son John Quidnunc.' Quid. And I have read it, too; don't keep such Rove. That's my name, and Rovewell was but an uproar, woman!
assumed. Ter. And after I had read it, thinks me, I'll / Quid. What, and am I your father? give this to my mistress again, and her gerema- Raz. [Looks at him.] Oh, my dear sir! [Ema nocus of a father shall never see it. And so, braces him, and powders him all over.) 'tis he as my ill stars would have it, as I was giving him sure enough! I remember the mole on his cheek a newspaper, I run my hand into the lion's -I shaved his first beard. mouth.
[Crying. I Quid. Just returned from the West Indies, I Bel. What an unlucky jade she has been suppose ?
(Aside. Rove. Yes, sir; the owner of a rich plantaHar. Well, there's no harm done, Termagant; tion.. for I don't want to deceive my father.
Quid. What, by studying politics? Quid. Yes, but there is harm done. [Knocking.] Rove. By a rich planter's widow; and I have Hey, what's all this knocking? Step and see, now fortune enough to make you happy in your Terinagant.
old age. Ter. Yes, sir.
[Exit. | Ruz. And I hope I shall shave him again! Quid. A waiter from the coffee-house, may Rove, So thou shalt, honest Razor. In the bap, with some news. You shall go to the round-mean time, let me entreat you to bestow my house, friend. [To Belmour.) I'll carry you sister upon my friend Belmour here. there inyself; and who knows but I may meet a Quid. He may take her as soon as he pleases; parliament man in the round-house to tell me 'twill make an excellent paragraph in the news. some politics!
Ter. There, madam, calcine your person to Raz. With all my heart; I'm rare happy!
Quid. What are the Spaniards doing in the Come, Mr. Quidounc, now with news ha' done, Bay of Honduras?
| Blessed in your wealth, your daughter, and your Rove. Truce with politics for the present, if son; you please, sir. We'll think of our own affairs May discord cease, faction no more be seen : first, before we concern ourselves about the ba- Be high and low for country, king, and queen. lance of power.
SCENE I.-A Room in Mr. HARLOW'S I Miss Har. Never.
Mrs. Har. Upon a little consideration.
Miss Har. Upon no consideration. Enter Mrs. Harlow and Miss Harlow.
Mrs. Har. You don't know how that may be;
| recollect, sister, that you are no chicken-you Mrs. Har. My dear sister, let me tell you- are not now of the age that becomes giddiness
Miss Har. But, my dear sister, let me tell you and folly. it is in vain ; you can say nothing that will have Miss Har. Age, madam any effect.
Mrs. Har. Do but hear me, sister; do but hear Mrs. Har. Not, if you won't hear me; only me : A person of your years-hear me
Miss Har. My years, sister ! Upon my word Miss Har. Oh ! madam, I know you love to Mrs. Har. Nay, no offence, sister hear yourself talk, and so please yourself-but Miss Har. But there is offence, madam : I I am resolved
don't understand what you mean by it-always Mrs. Har. Your resolution may aller. thwarting me with my years—my years, indeed !
you, and How
wber, Drthaps, madam, if I was to die of old age 1
Enter TRILE. some funs might have reason to look about tber.
Tri. Oh! rare news, madam! charming news! Mrs. Har. She feels it, I see ; Oh, I delight we have got anether letter in portifying ber. [ Aside, Sister, if I did not Mars Har. From whom? Frosn Mr. Clerilove you, I am sure I should not talk to you in mont? wbere is st? this manner. But bow can you make so unkon Tri. Yes, madam; from Mr. Clerimant, maa return pow, as to alarm me about myself? In dam. some sixteen or eiebteen years after you, to be Miss Har. Let me see it; let me see it sure, I ow I bhall begin to think of making my quick, quick!
[Reads. will. How could you be so sesere?
Miss Har, Sorde sitteen or eighteen years, “ Madem, madam! If you would own the truth, madarI believe, madam—you would bod, madam, that
1. The honour of a letter from you has so filled the disparity, madam, is not so very great, ma
my mind with joy and gratitude, that I cant dan
words of force to reach but half my meaning. Mrs. Har. Well, I sow passion becomes you
I can only say that you have revided a heart inordinately! It blends a tew roses with the lil
tew roses with the li- that was expiring for you, and not beats for lies of your cheek, and
you alone. Miss Har. And though you are married to my
There, sister, mind that! Years indeed! dam, that you are not thereby any way authori
[Reads to to herself. sed, madam, to take unbecoming liberties with
Mrs. Har. I wish you joy, sister- I wish your sister. I am independant of my brother,
i had not gone to Ranelagh with her last week.
Who could have thought that ber faded beauties and madam
would bave made such an impression on him? Mrs. Har. Well! do you know now, when your blood circulates a little, that I think you
Miss Har. Mind here again, sister. Reasis. look inighty well! But you was in the wrong not to marry at my age-sweet three and twenty! Ever since I had the good fortune of seeing You can't conceive what a deal of good it would you at Ranelagh, your idea has been ever pre have done your temper and your spirits, if you sent to me ; and since you nou gide me leese, I had married early
shall, without delay, ucit upon your brother, Miss Har. Insolent ! provoking! feinale ma- and whatever terus he prescribes, I shall readily lice!
subscribe to; for, to be your slave, is dearer to Mrs. Har. But to be waiting till it is almost me than liberty. I have the honour to remain, too late in the day, and force one's self to say
The humblest of your admirers, strange things with the tongue and heart at variance all the time I don't mind the hideous
CLERINOST. men'--'I am very happy as I am'—and all that time, my dear dear sister, to be upon the tenter
There, sister! hooks of expectation
Mrs. Har. Well, I wish you joy again-bot Miss Har. I upon tenter-hooks !
remember, I tell you take care what you do Mrs. Har. And to be at this work of sour He is young, and, of course, giddy and incongrapes, till one is turned of three and forty
stant. Miss Har. Three and forty, madam ! I desire
1 Miss Har. He is warm, passionate and tensister-I desire, madam--three and forty, ma
Mrs. Har. But you don't know how long that Mrs. Har. Nay, nay, nay; don't be angry-may la
hav: don't be anory__ inay last ; and here are you going to break off a don't blame me; blame my husbapd; he is your very suitable match, which all your friends liked owo brother, you know, and he knows your age.
and approved, a match with Captain Cape, who He told me so.
to be sure Miss Har. Oh, madam, I see your drift
Miss Har. Don't name Captain Cape, I bebut you need not give yourself those airs, ma
ive vourself whose airs, ma seech you ! don't name him." dam--the men don't see with your eyes,
Mrs. Har. Captain Cape, let me tell you, is inadam---years, indeed! Three and forty, tru- not to be despised; he has acquired by his rosly! I'll assure you-upon my word-bah ! ages to India, a very pretty fortune has a very fine! But I see plainly, madam, what you charming box of a house upon Hackney Marsh, are at-Mr. Clerimont, inadam! Mr. Cleri
and is of an age every way suitable to you. mont, sister, that's what frets you-a young
Miss Har. There again, now! age, age, age husband, madam-Younger than your husband, for ever! Years, years, my years ! But I tell you madam--Mr. Clerimont, let me tell you, ma
mad once for alt, Mr. Clerimont does not see with dam
your eyes; I am determined to hear no more of Captain Cape; odious Hackney Marsh ! ah, sister! you would be glad to see me married in a Mr. Har. No, not I; I wish she may be middling way
married to one or the other of theme for her Mrs. Hur. I, sister! I am sure nobody will temper is really grown so very sour, and there is rejoice more at your preferment-I am resolved such eternal wrangling between ye both, that I never to visit ber, it Mr. Clerimont marries her. wish to see her in her own house, for the peace
[Aside. and quiet of nine. Miss Har. Well, well ; I tell you, Mr. Cle- Mrs. Har. Do you know this Mr. Clerimont? rimont has won my heart; young, handsome, Mr. Hur. No; but I have heard of the family rich-town house, country house-equipage-1-there is a very fine fortune-I wish he may to him, and only him, will I surrender myself- hold his intention. three and forty, indeed ! ha, ha! you see my dear, Mrs. Har. Why, I doubt it vastly. dear sister, that these features are still regu- Mr. Har. And truly so do I; for between lar and blooining ; that the love-darting eye has ourselves, I see no charms in my sisternot quite forsook me; and that I have made a | Mrs. Har. For my part, I can't comprehend conquest which your boasted youth might be it- how she could strike bis fancy, is to me the vain of.
most astonishing thing after this, I shall be surMrs. Hur. Oh, madam, I beg your pardon if prised at nothingI have taken too much liberty for your good * Mr. Har. Well, strange things do bappen;
Miss Hur. I humbly thank you for your ad- so she is but married out of the way, I am satisvice, my sweet, dear, friendly sister; but don't fied-an old maid in a house is the devil envy me, I beg you won't ; don't fret yourself; you can't conceive what a deal of good a sereni
Enter a Servant. ty of mind will do your health. I'll go and write an answer directly to this charming, charming Ser. Mr. Clerimont, sir, to wait o letter-sister, yours- I shall be glad to see you Mr. Har. Shew him in-[Erit Serount) sister, at my house in Hill Street, when I am | How comes this visit, pray ? Mrs. Clerimont--and remember what I tell you 1 Mrs. Hur. My sister wrote to him to explain -that some faces retain their blooni and beauty himself to you; well it is mighty odd-but I'll longer than you imagine, my dear sister leave you to yourselves. The man must be an come, Trifle, let me fly this moment—sister, idiot to think of her.
(Aside and exit. your servant. [Erit Miss Harlow, with TRIFLE.
Enter CLERIMONT, Mrs. Har. Your servant, my dear. Well, I am determined to lead the gayest life in nature, Mr. Har. Sir, I am glad to have this pleaif she marries Clerimont. I'll have a new equi- sure. page, that's one thing and I'll bave greater routs. Cle. I presume, sir, you are no stranger to the than her, that's another positively, I inust business that occasions this visit ? outshine her there and I'll keep a polite en- Mr. Har. Sir, the lionour you do me and my mity with bergo and see her, may be once or family-twice in a winter - Madam, I am really so'hur- Cle. Ob, sir, so be allied to your family by so ried with such a number of acquaintances, that tender a tie as marriage to your sister, will at I can't possibly find time.'--and then to pro-once reflecta credit upon me, and conduce to voke her, “I wish you joy, sister; I hear you my happiness in the most essential point. The are breeding. Ha, ha! that will so mortify her- lady charıned me at the very first sight. • I wish it may be a boy, sister.'-Ha, ha ! and Mr. Hur. The devil she did ! [Aside. then wben her husband begins to dispise her, Cle. The sensibility of her countenance, the * Really sister, I pity you had you taken my elegance of her figure, the sweetness of her manadvice, and married the India Captain-your oercase is a compassionate one.'-Compassion is Mr. Har. Sir, you, are pleased to- comso insolent when a body feels nope at all ha, pliment. ha! it is the finest way of insulting
Cle. Coinpliment! not in the least, sir.
Mr. Har. The swcetness of my sister's manEnter Mr. Harlow.
ner!- Aside. -Ha, ba !
Cle. The first time I saw her was a few nights Mr. Har. So, my dear; how are my sister's ago at Rapelagh ; though there was a crowd affairs going on?
of beauties in the room, thronging and pressMrs. Hur. Why, my dear she has had ano- ling all around, yet she shone amongst them all ther letter from Mr. Clerimont; did you ever with superior lustre-she was walking arm in hear of such an odd, unaccountable thing, patch-arm with another lady-10 opportunity offered up in a hurry here?
ed for me to form an acquaintance amidst the Mr. Har. Why, it is sudden to be sure., hurry and bustle of the place, but I enquired
Mrs. Har. Upon my word, I think you had their names as they were going into their chariot, better advise her not to break off with Captain and learned they were Mrs. and Miss Harlow. Cape —
From that moment she won my heart, and, at