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to him. And for you, sir, I shall only tell you, follow me, as you'd preserve my friendship. this last plot was not so closely laid, but that a Come--
[Erit with maid. woman of a very slender capacity, you'll find, At. Death! how this news alarms me! I ne has wit enough to discover it. [Erit Cla ver felt the pains of love before.
At. So! she's gone to the messenger's, I sup- Cle. Now, then, to ease, or to revenge, my fears pose--but, poor soul, her intelligence there will - This sudden change of your countenance, Mr be extremely small. [Aside.]. Well, madam, 1 Atall, looks as if you had a mind to banter your hope at last your scruples are over.
friend into a belief of your being really in love Syl. You cannot blame me, sir, if, now we are with the lady that just now left you. alone, I own myself a little more surprised at her At. Faith, Clerimont, I have too much conpositiveness, than my woman's pride would let cern upon me at this time, to be capable of a me confess before her face; and yet, methinks, banter. there's a native honesty in your looks, that tells Cle. Ha! he seems really touched, and I benie I am not mistaken, and may trust you with gin now only to fear Clarinda’s conduct.—my heart.
Well, sir, if it be so, I'm glad to see a convert of At. Oh, for pity, still preserve that tender you; and now, in return to the little services I thought, and save me from despair!
bave done you, in helping you to carry on your
affair with both these ladies at one time, give me Enter CLERIMONT.
leave to ask a favour of you- -Be still sincere, Cle. Ha! Freeman again! Is it possible! and we may still be friends.
At. How now, Clerimont? what are you surpri- At. You surprise me—but use me as you find sed at?
Cle. Why, to see thee almost in two places at Cle. Have you no acquaintance with a certain one time; 'tis but this minute, I met the very lady, whom you have lately heard me own I was image of thee with the mob about a coach, in the unfortunately in love with? hands of a messenger, whom I had the curiosicy At. Not that I know ot'; I'm sure not as the to stop and call to, and had no other proof of his lady you are in love with: but, pray, why do you not being thee, but that the spark would not ask? know me!
Cle. Come, I'll be sincere with you, too: beSyl. Strange! I almost think I'm really not de- cause I have strong circumstances that convince ceived.
me 'tis one of those two you have been so busy Cle. 'Twas certainly Clarinda I saw go out in about. a chair just now—it' must be she-the circum- At. Not she you saw with me, I hope? stances are too strong for a mistake. [Aside. Cle. No; I mean the other-But, to clear the
Syl. Well, sir, to ease you of your fears, now doubt at once, is her name Clarinda? I dare own to you that mine are over.
At. I own it is: but had I the least been
[To Atall. warned of your pretencesCle. What a coxcomb have I made myself, to Cle. Sir, I dare believe you; and though you serve my rival even with my own mistress! But may have prevailed even against her honour, 'tis at least some ease to know him: all I have your ignorance of my passion for her makes you to hope is, that he does not know the ass he has stand at least excused to me. made of me that might indeed be fatal to him. At. No; by all the solemn protestations tongue
[Aside. can utter, her honour is untainted yet for me;
nay, even unattempted. Enter SYLVIA's maid.
Cle. You own she has received your gallantries
at least? Maid. Oh, madam, I'm glad I've found you : At. Faith, not to be vain, she has indeed taken your father and I have been hunting you all the some pains to pique her cousin about me; and if
her beautiful cousin had not fallen in my way at Syl. My father in town!
the same time, I must own, 'tis very possible I Naid. He waits below in the coach for you: Imight have endeavoured to push my fortune with he must needs have you come away this minute; her; but since I know your heart, put my friendand talks of having you married this very night ship to a trial. to the fine gentleman he spoke to you of.
Cle. Only this—if I should be reduced to ask Syl. What do I hear?
it of you, promise to confess your imposture, and Åt. If ever soft compassion touch'd your soul, your passion to her cousin, before her face. give me a word of comfort in this last distress, to At. There's my hand—I'll do't, to right my save me from the horrors that surround me! friend and mistress. But, dear Clerimont, you'll
Syl. You see we are observed- - but yet de- pardon me if I leave you here; for my poor inpend upon my faith as on my life. In the cognita's affairs at this ume are in a very critical mean time, I'll use my utmost power to avoid condition. my father's hasty will: in two hours you shall Cle. No ceremony-I release you. know my fortune and my family-Now, don't At. Adieu !
Lady Dain. No, I give thee life, to make thee
miserable; live, that my resenting eyes may kill Enter CLERIMONT and CARELESS.
thee every hour. Cle. And so you took the opportunity of her Care. Nay, then there's no relief-but this fainting to carry her off! Pray, how long did her [Offering at his sword, LADY Sadlife holds fit last?
him.] Care. Why, faith, I so humoured her affecta- Lady Sad. Ah! for mercy's sake!-barbarous tion, that 'tis hardly over yet; for I told her, her creature, how can you see him thus ? life was in danger, and swore, if she would not Lady Dain. Why, I did not bid him kill himlet me send for a parson to marry her before she self: but do you really think he would have done died, I'd that minute send for a shroud, and be it? buried alive with her in the same cotfin : But at Lady Sad. Certainly, if I had not prevented the apprehension of so terrible a thought, she it. pretended to be frightened into her right senses Lady Dain. Strange passion! But 'tis its naagain; and forbid me her sight for ever. ture to be violent, when one makes it despair. that, in short, my impudence is almost exhaust- Lady Sad. Won't you speak to him? ed, her affectation is as insurmountable as ano- Lady Dain. No, but if your- -is enough conther's real virtue, and I must e'en catch her that cerned to be his friend, you may tell him-not way, or die without her at last.
that it really is so—but you may say—you believe Cle. How do you mean?
I pity him. Care. Why, if I find I cannot impose upon her Lady Sad. Sure love was never more ridicuby humility, which I'll try, I'll even turn rival to lous on both sides. myself in a very fantastical figure, that I'm sure
Enter WISHWELL. she won't be able to resist. You must know, she has of late been flattered that the Muscovite Wish. Madam, here's a page from prince AlexPrince, Alexander, is dying for her, though he ander desires to give a letter into your ladyship’s never spoke to her in his life.
own hands. Cle. I understand you : so you'd first venture Lady Dain. Prince Alexander! What means to pique her against you, and then let her marry my heart? I come to him. you in another person, to be revenged of you. Lady Sad. By no means, madam; pray let him
Care. One of the two ways I am pretty sure to succeed.
Care. Ha! Prince Alexander! Nay, then, I Cle. Extravagant enough! Prithee, is sir Solo- have found out the secret of this coldness, mamon in the next room?
dam. Care. What! You want his assistance? Clarinda's in her airs again!
Enter Page. Cle. Faith, Careless, I am almost ashamed to Page. Madam, his royal highness Prince Alextell
you, but I must needs speak with him. ander, my master, has commanded me, on pain Care. Come along, then.
[Ereunt. of death, thus—[Kneeling.}-to deliver this, the
burning secret of his heart. Enter Lady Dainty, LADY SADLIFE, and
Lady Dain. Where is the prince?
Page. Reposed, in private, on a mourning palLady Dain. This rude, boisterous man, has let, till your commands vouchsafe to raise him. given me a thousand disorders; the colic, the Lady Sad. By all means, receive him here imspleen, the palpitation of the heart, and convul- mediately. I have the honour to be a little sions all over- Huh! huh! I must send for known to his highness. the doctor.
Lady Dain. The favour, madam, is too great Lady Sad. Come, come, madam, e'en pardon to be resisted; pray, tell his highness, then, the him, and let him be your physician-Do but honour of the visit he designs me, makes me observe his penitence, so humble he dares not thankful and impatient! Huh! Huh! speak to you.
[Erit Page Care. (Folds his arms, and sighs.[-Oh! Care. Are my sufferings, madam, so soon forLady Sad. How can you hear him sigh so? got, then! Was I but flattered with the hope of
Lady Dain. Nay, let him groan—for nothing pity? but his pangs can ease me.
Ludy Dain. The happy have whole days, and Car. "(Kneels, and presents her his drawn those they choose.—[Resenting-The unhappy sword; opening his breast.]—Be then at once have but hours, and those they lose. most barbarously just, and take your vengeance
[Erit repeating here!
Lady Sad. Don't you lose a minute, tlieu.
Care. I'll warrant you-ten thousand thanks, Cle. Hark, you, young gentleman, there must dear madam, I'll be transformed in a secon go more than all this to the gaining of that lady. [Exeunt severally.
[Takes CLARINDA aside.
Sir Sol. (Aside.] A thousand guineas—that's Enter CLARINDA in a m n's habit.
five hundred more than I proposed to get of Mr Cla, So! I'm in fort now
w! how I shall conje Clerimont- But my honour is engaged- -Ay, off, I cannot tell: 'twas but a bare saving game I but then here's a thousand pounds to release it. made with Clerimont; his resentment had brought Now, shall I take the money ?-It must be so my pride to its last legs, dissembling; and, in the Coin will carry
it. poor man had not loved me too well, I had made Cla. Oh, sir, if that be all, I'll soon remove but a dismal humble figure-I have used him ill, your doubts and pretensions ! Come, sir, I'll try that's certain, and he may e'en thank himself your courage. for't-he would be sincere--well, (begging my Cle. I'm afraid you won't, young gentleman. sex's pardon) we do make the silliest tyrants- Cla. As young as I am, sir, you shall find I we had better be reasonable; for (to do them scorn to turn my back to any man. right) we don't run half the hazard in obeying
Ereunt CLARINDA and CLERIMONT. the good sense of a lover; at least, I'm reduced Sir Sol. Ha! they are gone to fight with now to make the experiment- -Here they all my heart-a fair chance, at least, for a better
bargain: for if the young spark should let the air
into my friend Clerimont's midriff now, it may Enter Sır SOLOMON and CLERIMONT.
possibly cool his love, too, and then there's my Sir Sol. What have we here! another cap- honour safe, and a thousand guineas snug. ( Erit. tain? If I were sure he were a coward now, I'd kick him before he speaks- Is your business SCENE II.-Changes to a field. with me, sir? Cla. If your name be sir Solomon Sadlife.
Enter CLARINDA and CLERIMONT. Sir Sol. Yes, sir, it is; and I'll maintain it as Cle. Come, sir, we are far enough. ancient as any, and related to most of the fami- Cla. I only wish the lady were by, sir, that lies in England.
the conqueror might carry her off the spot - I Cla. My business will convince you, sir, that I warrant she'd be mine. think well of it.
Cle. That, my talking hern, we shall soon deSir Sol. And what is your business, sir? termine.
Cla. Why, sir-You have a pretty kinswo- Cla. Not that I think her handsome, or care a man, called Clarinda.
rush for her. Cle. Ila !
Cle. You are very mettled, sir, to fight for a Sir Sol. And what then, sir ?
woman you don't value. as t'other.
(Aside. Cla, Sir, I value the reputation of a gentleCla. Now, sir, I have seen her, and am in man; and I don't think any young fellow ought love with her.
to pretend to it, till he has talked himself into Cle. Say you so, sir ?-I may chance to cure a lampoon; lost his two or three thousand pounds
[Aside. at play, kept his miss, and killed his man. Cla. And to back my pretensions, sir, I have Cle. Very gallant, indeed, şir! but, if you a good fifteen hundred pounds a-year estate, and please to handle your sword, you'll soon go through am, as you see, a pretty fellow into the bargain. your course.
Sir Sol. She that marries you, sir, will have a Cla. Come on, sir- I believe I shall give choice bargain, indeed!
your mistress a truer account of your heart than Cla. In short, sir, I'll give you a thousand you have done. I have had her heart long enough, guineas to make up the match.
and now will have yours. Sir Sol. Hum-[Aside.]-But, sir, my niece is Cle. Ila ! does she love you, then? provided for.
[Endeavouring to drau. Cle. That's well!
[ Aside. Cla. I leave you to judge that, sir. But I have Sir Sol. But if she were not, sir, I must tell lain with her a thousand times; in short, so long, you, she is not to be caught with a smock-face till I'm tired of it. and a feather, sir-And--and
let me see
Cle. Villain, thou liest! Draw, or I'll use you you an hour hence.
[Aside. as you deserve, and stab you. Cla. Well said, uncle ! (Aside.] ---But, sir, I'm Cla. Take this with you first : Clarinda will in love with her, and positively will have her. never marry him, that murders me.
Sir Sol. Whether she likes you or no, sir? Cle. She may the man, that vindicates her hoCla. Like me! ha, ha! I'd fain see a woman
-therefore, be quick, or I'll keep my that dislikes a pretty fellow, with fifteen hundred word- -I find your sword is not for doing things pounds a-year, a white wig, and black eye- in haste. brows.
Cla. It sticks to the scabbard so I believe I
-Such a rogue
you of it.
did not wipe off the blood of the last man I fought Cle. Banish that fear; my flame can never with.
waste, Cle. Come, sir, this trifling sha'nt serve your For love sincere refines upon the taste. turn--Here, give me yours, and take mine.
[Ereunt. Cla. With all my heart, sir. Now have at
SCENE III. you !
[Cler. draws, and finds only a hilt in his Enter Sir Solomon, with old Me Wilful; hand.]
LADY SADLIFE, and Sylvia weeping. Cle. Death! you villain, do you serve me so ! Sir Sol. Troth, my old friend, this is a bad buCla. In love and war, sir, all advantages are siness, indeed; you have bound yourself in a fair: so we conquer, no matter whether by force thousand pounds bond, you say, to marry your, or stratagem.--Come, quick, sir—your life or daughter to a fine gentleman, and she, in the mistress.
mean time, it seems, is fallen in love with a Cle. Neither. Death! you shall have both, or stranger. none! Here drive your sword; for only through Wil. Look you, sir Solomon, it does not trouthis heart you reach Clarinda.
ble me o' this; for, I'll make her do as I please, Cla. Death, sir! can you be mad enough to or I'll starve her. die for a woman that hates you?
Lady Sad. But, sir, your daughter tells me Cle. If that were true, 'twere greater madness, that the gentleman she ves is in every degree then, to live.
in as good circumstances as the person you deCla. Why, to my knowledge, sir, she has used sign her for; and, if he does not prove himself you basely, falsely, ill, and for no reason. so before to-morrow morning, she will cheerfully
Cle. No matter ; no usage can be worse than submit to whatever you'll impose on her. the contempt of poorly, tamely parting with her. Wil. Al sham! all sham! only to gain time. She may abuse her heart by happy infidelities; I expect my friend and his son here immediately but, 'tis the pride of mine to be even miserably to demand performance of articles; and if her constant.
ladyship's nice stomach does not immediately Cla. Generous passion ! You almost tempt me comply with them, as I told you before, I'll starve to resign her to you.
her. Cle. You cannot, if you would. I would in- Lady Sad. But, consider, sir, what a perpedecd have won her fairly from you with my tual discord must a forced marriage probably sword;
but scorn to take her as your gift. Be produce. quick, and end your insolence.
Wil. Discord! pshaw, waw! One man makes Cla. Yes, thus- Most generous Clerimont, as good a husband as another. A month's inaryou now, indeed, have fairly vanquished me! riage will set all to rights, I warrant you. You Runs to him.] My woman's follies, and my shame, know the old saying, sir Solomon-lying together be buried ever here.
makes pigs love, Cle. Ha, Clarinda! Is it possible? My won- Lady Sad. (To Syl.] What shall we do for der rises with my joy !-How came you in this you? There's no altering bim. Did your lover habit?
promise to come to your assistance? Cla. Now you indeed recall my blushes; but Syl. I expect him every minute ; but can't I had no other veil to hide them, while I con- foresee, from him, the least hope of my redempfessed the injuries I had done your heart, in tion, -This is he. fooling with a man I never meant, on any terins,
Enter Atall, undisguised. to engage with. Beside, I knew, from our late parting, your fear of losing me would reduce you Atall. My Sylvia, dry those tender eyes; for to comply with sir Solomon's demands, for his while there's life, there's hope. interest in your favour. Therefore, as you saw, Lady Sad. Ha! is't he? but I must smother I was resolved to ruin his market, by seeming to my confusion.
[ Aside. raise it; for he secretly took the offer I made Wil. How now, sir ! pray,
who gave you comhim.
mission to be so familiar with my daughter? Cle. 'Twas generously and timely offered; for Atall. Your pardon, sir; but when you know it really prevented my signing articles to him, me right, you'll neither think my freedom or my But, if you would heartily convince me that I pretensions familiar or dishonourable. shall never more have need of his interest, even Wil. Why, sir, what pretensions have you to let us steal to the next priest, and honestly put her? it out of his power ever to part us.
Atall. Sir, I saved her life at the hazard of my Cla. Why, truly, considering the trusts I have own: that gave me a pretence to know her; made you, 'twould be ridiculous now, I think, to knowing her made me love, and gratitude made deny you any thing: and if you should grow her receive it. weary of me after such usage, I can't blame you. Wil. Ay, sir! And some very good reasons, Vol. II.
best known to myself, make me refuse it. Now, | I'll find a speedy cure for your passion-Brother what will you do?
Wilful--Hey, tiddles there ! Atall. I can't tell yet, sir; but if you'll do me Atall. Sır, you may treat me with what sevethe favour to let me know those reasons- rity you please ; but my engagements to that
Wil. Sir, I don't think myself obliged to do lady are too powerful and fixed to let the utmost either;—but I'll tell you what I'll do for you : misery dissolve them. since you say you love my daughter, and she Sir Har. What does the fool mean? loves you, I'll put you in the nearest way to get Atall. That I can sooner die than part with her.
her. Atall. Don't flatter me, I beg you, sir.
Wil. lley ! -Why, is this your son, sir Ilil. Not I, upon my soul, sir! for, look you, Harry? 'tis only this get my consent, and you shall Sir Hur. Hey-day !--Why, did not you know have her.
that before? Atall. I beg your pardon, sir, for endeavour- Atall. Oh, earth, and all ye stars! is this thic ing to talk reason to you. But, to return your lady you designed me, sir? raillery, give me leave to tell you, when any inan Syl. Oh, fortune ! is it possible ? marries her but myself, he must extremely ask Sir Har. And is this the lady, sir, you have niy consent.
beer making such a bustle about? Wil. Betore George, thou art a very pretty Atall. Not life, health, or bappiness are half impudient fellow! and I'm sorry I can't punish so dear to me. her disobedience, by throwing her away upon Sir Sol. [Joining Atall and Sylvia's hands.] thee.
Loll, loll, leroll! Alull. You'll have a great deal of plague about Atall. Oh, tranporting joy! this business, sir; for I shall be mighty difficult
[Embracing Sylvia. to give up my pretensions to her.
Sir Har. and Nil. Loll! loll! [Joining in Wil
. Vla!' 'uis a thousand pities I can't com- the tune, and dancing about them.) ply with thee. Thou wilt certainly be a thriving Sir Sol. Hey! witbin there! [Calls the fiddles.] tellow; for thou dost really set the best face upon By jingo, we'll make a night on't! a bad cause, that ever I saw since I was born. Atall. Come, sir, once more, raillery apart ;
Enter CLARINDA and CLERIMONT. suppose I prove myself of equal birth and fortune Cla. Save you, save you, good people !_I'm to deserve her?
glad, uncle, to hear you call so cheerfully for the Iil. Sir, if you were eldest son to the Cham tidules; it looks as if you had a husband ready of Tartary, and had the dominions of the Great for me. Mogul entailed upon you and your heirs for ever, Sir Sol. Why, that I may have by to-morrow it would signity no more than the bite of my night, madam; but, in the mean time, if you thunb. The girl's disposed of; I have matched please, you may wish your friends joy. her already, upon a thousand pounds forfeit; Cla, Dear Sylvia! and, faith, she shall fairly run fort, though she's Syl, Clarinda! yerked and dead from the crest to the crupper.
#tull. Oh, Clerimont, such a deliverance! aitall. Confusion !
Cle. Give you joy, joy, sir! Syl. What will become of me?
Cla. I congratulate your bappiness, and am Ibil. And if you don't think me in earnest now, pleased our little jealousies are over; Mr Clehere comes one that will convince you of my sin- rimont has told me all, and cured me of curiosicerity.
ty for ever. Aiall. My father! Nay, then my ruin is ine- Syl. What, married ? vitable.
Cla. You'll see presently. But, sir Solomon,
what do you mean by to morrow? Why, do you Enter Sor HARRY ATALL.
fancy I have any more patience than the rest of Sir Hur. (TO ATAL1.] Oh, sweet sir! have I my neighbours?" found you at last? Your very humble servant. Sir Sol. Why, truly, madam, I don't suppose you What's the renson, pray, that you have had the have; but I believe to-morrow will be as soon assurance to be almosi a fortnight in town, and as their business can be done; by which time never come near me, especially when I sent you I expect a jolly fox-hunter from Yorkshire : word I had business of such cousequence with and if you are resolved not to have patience ull you?
next day, why, the same parson may toss you up Stall. I understood your business was to marry all four in a dish together. me, sir, to a woman I never saw: and, to confess Clu. A filthy fox-hunter! the truth, I durst not come near you, because I Sir Sol. Odzooks, a mettled fellow, that will was at the same time in love with one you never ride you from day-break to sun-set! None of
your flimsy London rascals, that must have a Sir War. Was you so, sir? Why, then, sir, chair to carry them to their coach, and a coach