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Flint. You have seen the minifter that's come down to tack us together,
Button. I have : Is he a fine man in the pulpit?
Flint. He don't care much to meddle with that ; but he is a prodigious patriot, and a great politician to boot.
Button. Indeed ?
Flint. And he has left behind him, at Paris, a choice collection of curious rich cloaths, which he has promised to sell me a pennorth.
Poul. Pho! what Billy tasks of are trifles to the evils you are to expect : To have a young girl break in upon all your old ways; your afternoon's nap interrupted, and perhaps not suffered to take your pipe of a night Flint. No? Poul. All your former friends forbidden
Flint. The fewer comes in, the less will go out: I sha'n't be very sorry for that.
Poul. To make room for her own numerous clan
Flint. Not a foul of them shall enter the doors.
Poul. A brood of babes at your board, whose fathers she herself won't find it easy to name
Flint. To prevent that, I'll lock her up in a room.
Poul. The King's-Bench will break open the door.
Flint. Then I'll turn her out of the house.
Poul. Then her debts will throw you into a gaol.
Flint. Who told you so ?
Flint. Then I will hang myself out of the way.
Poul. So she will become poffeffed of her jointure, and her creditors -foreclose your estate.
, Flint. What a miserable poor toad is a husband, whose misfortunes not even death can relieve!
Button. Think of that, 'Squire, before it be too late.
Flint. Well, but, friends, neighbours, what the deuce can I do? Are you all of a mind?
De Jar. All, all; dere is no question at all. What, a garçon of your antient famille, to take up with a pauvre petite bourgoise a?
Plint. Does that never happen in France ?
De Jar. Never, but when Monsieur de Baron is very great beggar, and de bourgoise has damn'd deal de guinea.
Poul. That is none of our case.
Flint. No, no.—Mynheer, do your people never make up such matches ?
Sour-Cr. Never, never: What! a German dishonour his stock! Why, Mester Flint, should Mistress Linnet bring you de children for de ten generations to come, they could not be chose de Canons de Stratsbourg.
Flint. No ?
Poul. So, 'Squire, take it which way you will, what dreadful danger you run!
Flint. I do.
Poul. Plate, money, and manors-
Flint. Enough, dear neighbours, enough! I feel it, I feel it too well! Lord have mercy, what a miserable scrape am I in! And here too, not an hour ago, it cost me the Lord knows what in making her presents.
Poul. Never mind that; you had better part with half you are worth in the world.
Flint. True, true,-Well, then, I'll go and break off all matters this minute.
Poul. The wisest thing you can do.
Flint. No doubt, no doubt in the-And yet, Button, she is a vast pretty girl: I should be heartily sorry to lose her. Doft think one could not get her on easier terms than on marriage?
Button. It is but trying, however.
Flint. To tell truth, Billy, I have always had that in my head; and, at all events, I have thought of a project that will answer my purpose.
Button. Ay, Squire! what is it?
Flint. No matter.-And, do you hear, Billy? should I
get her consent, if you will take her off my hands, and marry her when I begin to grow tired, I'll settle ten pounds a-year upon you,
for both your
lives. Button. Without paying the taxes? Flint. That matter we will talk of hereafter.
[Exit. Poul. So, fo! we have settled this business, however.
Button. No more thoughts of his taking a wife.
Poul. He would sooner be tied to a gibbet. But, Billy, step after him (they will let you in at Sir Christopher Cripple's) and bring us, Bill, a faithful account. Button. I will, I will. But where shall you
be? Poul. Above, in the Phenix; we won't stir out of the house. But be very exact ! Button. Never fear.
Miss Linnet alone. Miss Lin. Heigh-ho! what a sacrifice am I going to make! but it is the will of those who have a right to all my obedience; and to that I will subrnit.-[Loud knocking at the door.] Bless me! who can that be at this time of night?Our friends may err; and projects, the most prudentially pointed, may miss of their aim: But age and experience demand respect and attention, and the undoubted kindness of our parents' designs claims, on our part, at least a grateful and ready compliance.
Nancy. Mr. Flint, Miss, begs the favour of speaking five words to you.
Miss Lin. I was in hopes to have had this night at least to myself.- Where is my mother?
Nancy. In the next room, with Lady Catharine, consulting about your cloaths for the morning.
Miss Lin. He is here.Very well; you may go.
Flint. She is alone, as I wished.-Miss, I beg pardon for intruding at this time of night: But
Miss Lin. Sir!
Flint. You can't wonder that I desire to enjoy your good company every minute I can.
Miss Lin. Those minutes a short space will place, Mr. Flint, in your power: If 'till then you had permitted me to
Flint. Right. But to say truth, I wanted to have a little ferus talk with you of how and about it. I think, Miss, you agree, if we marry, to go off to the country directly.
Miss Lin. If we marry? is it then a matter of doubt?
Flint. Why, I will tell you, Miss: With regard to myself, you know, I am one of the most antientert fainilies in all the country round
Miss Lin. Without doubt.
Flint. And as to money and lands, in these parts, I believe, few people can match me.
Miss Lin. Perhaps not. Flint. And as to yourself, (I don't speak in a disparaging way) your friends are low folks, and your fortune just nothing at all.
Miss Lin. True, Sir: But this is no new difcovery; you have known this
Flint. Hear me out. Now as I bring all these good things on my side, and you have nothing to give me in return but your love, I ought to be pretty sure of the poffeffion of that. Miss Lin. I hope the properly discharging all