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Enter 5th Waiter.

5th Waiter. Sir, Bartlemy the lame beggar, that you sent a private donation to last Monday, has by some accident discovered his benefactor,

and is at the door waiting to return thanks.

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Mr. H. Oh, poor fellow, who could put it into his head? Now I shall be teazed by all his tribe, when once this is known. Well, tell him I am glad I could be of any service to him, and send him away.

(5th Waiter. I would have done so, Sir; but the object of his call now, he says, is only to know who he is obliged to.

Mr. H. Why, me.

5th Waiter. Yes, Sir.

Mr. H. Me, me, me, who else, to be sure? 5th Waiter. Yes, Sir; but he is anxious to know the name of his benefactor.

Mr. H. Here is a pampered rogue of a beggar, that cannot be obliged to a gentleman in the way of his profession, but he must know the name, birth, parentage, and education of his benefactor. I warrant you, next he will require a certificate of one's good behaviour, and a magistrate's licence in one's pocket, lawfully empower

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5th Waiter. Yes, Sir: here has been Mr. Pa

triot, with the county petition to sign; and Mr. Failtime, that owes so much money, has sent to remind you of your promise to bail him.

: Mr. H. Neither of which I can do, while I have no name. Here is more of the plaguy comforts of going anonymous, that one can neither serve one's friend nor one's country. Damn it, a man had better be without a nose, than without a name. I will not live long in this mutilated, dismembered state; I will to Melesinda this instant, and try to forget these vexations. Melesinda! there is music in the name; but then, hang it, there is none in mine to answer to it. [Exit.

(While MR. H. has been speaking, two Gentlefemen have been observing him curiously.) · 1st Gentleman. Who the devil is this extraor

dinary personage >

2d Gentleman. Who? why 'tis Mr. H.

1st Gentleman. Has he no more name?

2d Gentleman. None that has yet transpired. No more! why that single letter has been enough

to inflame the imaginations of all the ladies in Bath. He has been here but a fortnight, and is already received into all the first families.

1st Gentleman. Wonderful! yet, nobody know who he is, or where he comes from!

2d Gentleman. He is vastly rich, gives away money as if he had infinity; dresses well, as you see; and for address, the mothers are all dying for fear the daughters should get him; and for the daughters, he may command them as absolutely as Melesinda, the rich heiress,

'tis thought, will carry him.

1st Gentleman. And is it possible that a mere anonymous

2d Gentleman. Phoo! that is the charm, Who is he? and What is he? and What is his name?

-The man with the great nose on his face never excited more of the gaping passion of wonderment in the dames of Strasburg, than this new-comer with the single letter to his name, has lighted up among the wives and maids of Bath; his simply having lodgings here, draws more visitors to the house than an election. Come with me to the parade, and I will shew you more of him. [Exeunt.

SCENE in the Street.

(MR. H. walking, BELVIL meeting him.)

Belvil. My old Jamaica school-fellow, that I have not seen for so many years? it must, it can be no other than Jack (going up to him). My dear Ho

Mr. H. (Stopping his mouth) Ho! the devil, hush.

Belvil. Why sure it is—

Mr. H. It is, it is your old friend Jack, that shall be nameless.

Belvil. My dear Ho

Mr. H. (Stopping him.) Don't name it.

Belvil. Name what?

Mr. H. My curst unfortunate name. I have reasons to conceal it for a time.

Belvil. I understand you-Creditors, Jack? Mr. H. No, I assure you.

Belvil. Snapp'd up a ward, peradventure, and

the whole Chancery at your heels?

Mr. H. I don't use to travel with such cumbersome luggage.

Belvil. You ha'n't taken a purse

?

Mr. H. To relieve you at once from all dis

graceful conjectures, you must know, 'tis nothing but the sound of my name.

Belvil. Ridiculous! 'tis true your's is none of the most romantic, but what can that signify in a man?

Mr. H. You must understand that I am in some credit with the ladies.

Belvil. With the ladies!

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Mr. H. And truly I think not without some pretensions. My fortune

Belvil. Sufficiently splendid, if I may judge

from your appearance.

Mr. H. My figure

Belvil. Airy, gay, and imposing.

Mr. H. My parts— .

Belvil. Bright.

Mr. H. My conversation

Belvil. Equally remote from flippancy and taciturnity.

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Mr. H. But then my name- -damn my name.

Belvil. Childish!

Mr. H. Not so. Oh, Belvil, you are blest with one which sighing virgins may repeat without a blush, and for it change the paternal. But what virgin of any delicacy (and I require some in a wife) would endure to be called Mrs. -- ?

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