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Tom. None at all, unless you repair the wrongs she has suffered.

Toby. But if I was minded to comply with her wish, I don't see how I can bring it about.

Tom. You are one-and-twenty, no doubt.
Toby. These three years and above.
Tom. And Miss ?
Toby. Within a twelvemonth of me.

Tom. Oh, then I will manage matters, I warrant. Where are you going?

Toby. To call on father, at a shop near the old black man a-horseback ; the wind has blown his hat from his head.

Tom. Very well! Give them the slip as soon as you can ; run back here?

; us Betsy. What, is he a-going? oh! Toby. Nay, Betsy, be quiet! ben't I ready to do all that you want? If you faint any more, I wish I may die if I'll have you,

Betfy. Won't you?
Toby. No.
Tom. Courage, Miss! keep up your

Toby. Right, Mr. , or, if she must faint, can't the wait a little, till I get out of the house?

Exit, Tom. He is off : Finely managed ! Do not ftir from hence; I will run to the Commons, and be back again in a-One kiss as a reward for the part I have

Enter Toby. i Toby. I forgot to ask, Sir, where I shouldTom. Run! here, Sir! she is fainting again! · Toby. Is she? then call somebody else, for I will make the best of my way,

[Exit. Tom and Betsy. Ha, ha, ha!





Enter Mrs. Fleece'em and Prig.

Mrs. Fleeci'em.

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IT is lucky the Doctor is at hoine (asida]

John, you may take the silks of Mr. Prig, and put

them into the coach. --How could I be so giddy to forget my purse, and leave it on the table? All my servants are honest, I hope.

Prig. No doubt; it would be the greatestest of crimes, to injure a lady of your affability and aimiability.

Mrs. Fl. Quite polite, I protest, Mr. Prig! I am sorry, however, Sir, to have given you all this trouble.

Prig. I consider it, madam, as one of the most greatestest pieces of happiness that could have befallen Paul Prig. Your la’ship is a perfect pattern of humility: To suffer a simple tradesman like me to occupy part of your la’ship's coach, is such an honour that

Mrs. Fl. Honour! by no means, Mr. Prig: I don't know a station more useful, or indeed more reputable, than that of a citizen like you, who condescends to employ his genius in adorning his fellow creatures. The ladies, indeed, are most obliged to your labours.

Prig. Were all the ladies like you, madam, my condition would be celestial indeed; for, as Mafter Shakspur says, “ The labour we delight in physicks pain.” D


Mrs. Fl. Mr. Prig, I protest you surprize me! who could have expected so much gallantry from the Ward of Farringdon-Within?

Prig. Your charms, madam, would animate even a pative of Hockley in the Hole!

Mrs. Fl. Fy, Mr.-

Enter a Servant,

to go

so far as iny

Ser. My master begs you would step into his ftudy.

[Éxit. Mrs. Fl. Mr. Prig, you will excuse me a moment: It is lucky my lawyer is at home; I shall take the money, and not give you the trouble

house. I shall soon call again at your shop.

[Exit, Prig. The greatest pleasure, madam, that I could ever have.—Ha, ha ! left her purse on the table? a likely story, indeed! No, no; I understand her ogles and leers; her eyes spoke more truth than her tongue. I don't recollect to have seen her before, but she has seen me, that is clear, from the strength of her passion. “Soon call at “ your shop?" and how soft the tone of her voice! Yes, yes; 1 believe you will. Well, well, you sha’n’t be disapointed, my dear; his worst enemies can't accuse Paul Prig of being cruel.

Enter a Servant.

Serv. You had better step into this room; there is a fire.

Prig. By all means. " A station more useful, " or more reputable, than that of a”.

-poor creter! she must be very far gone indeed.


Anotber Another Room.

Doctor Hellebore and Mrs. Fleece'm discovered. Helle. To whose recommendation, madam, do I owe the honour

Mrs. Fl. The world's, doctor; your great reputation. Helle.' Oh, madam!

Mrs. Fl. But, as I was observing to you, Sir, if it was not for these unaccountable whims in my uncle, no man in England has a finer understanding, or a clearer conception: Nothing irregular in his conduct; discharges all the social duties with the utmost exactnels; reasons with the most pérfe& precision upon every subject.

Helle. And the state of his bodily health
Mrs. Fl. He does not complain.
Helle. And these distractions are frequent ?
Mrs. Fl. I think more so, of late.

Helle. Ay, the great tension of the Pia-mater must enfeeble the system; and the paroxisms, of course, oftener repeated, and of longer continuance. And his whims, you say

Mrs. Fl. To the last degree extravagant: Last week he supposed himself a young nestling crow, and constantly opened his mouth, like a bill, and cawed for food, when he found himself hungry.

Helle. A manifest mark of distraction!
Mrs. Fl. His whim of to-day is peculiar enough.
Helle. Of what kind?

Mrs. Fl. He supposes himself a mercer upon Ludgate-Hill.

Helle. A mercer!

Mrs. Fl. And that he has sold me a parcel of filks, for the payment of which I have conducted him hither. D2


Hello. Why, madam, we do now and then meet with extraordinary instances: But could not I see your uncle?

Mrs. Fl. I brought him hither on purpose.

Helle. [calling ] Desire the gentleman below to walk up. Why, madam, the goodness of his health we look upon as a bad symptom, in these kind of of cases; when they arise from a fever, why

Mrs. Fl. I hope there will be no occalion for violent remedies, such as correction, or straight waistcoats?

Helle. Not if he is tractable.
Mrs. Fl. But if that should not be the case, Sir?

Helic. The best way, ma'am, is to leave him to my care a little: I have a convenient houfe not far from town, where mad people are managed with greater advantage.

Mrs. Fl. I shall fubmit his treatment entirely to you.-But suppose, Sir, 'it will be right for me to withdraw, as you may have some questions to ask him, improper for the ear of a lady, I will pay a short visit, now I am in this part of the town.

Helle. As you please, madam.— A discreet perfon! this does not feem to be a family complaint.

[Afide. Mrs. Fl. Here he is. I must humour him a little.

Enter Prig. This gentleman, Sir, will settle our little affair. Depend upon it, I shall be with you soon. [Exit.

Prig. I shall wait for that honour with the greatest impatience. She is a fine creter!

Helle. Come, Sir, take a chair.
Prig. Sir, there is no occasion.


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