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Lyd. Ma'am, you once commanded me never Sir L. I humbly thank you, Sir, for the quickto think of Beverley again—there is the man; ness of your apprehension; (Bowing.) you have now obey you: for, from this moment, I renounce named the very thing I would be at. him for ever.

(Exit Lydia. Capt. A. Very well, Sir, I shall certainly not Mrs. M. O mercy and miracles ! what a turn baulk your inclinations ; but I should be glad you here is! Why sure, captain, you haven't behaved would please to examine your motives. disrespectfully to my niece ?

Sir L. Pray, Sir, be easy, the quarrel is a very Sir A. Ha, ha, ha!-ha, ha, ha! now I see it. pretty quarrel, as it stands; we should only spoil Ha, ha, ha! now I see it; you have been too live it by trying to explain it. However, your memory ly, Jack.

is very short; or you could not have forgot an afCapt. A. Nay, Sir, upon my word

front you passed on me within this week. So, no Sir A. Come, no lying, Jack, I'm sure 'twas more, but name your time and place. 80. Come, no excuses, Jack; why your father, Capt. A. Well

, Şir, since you are so bent on you rogue, was so before you : the blood of the it

, the sooner the better; let it be this evening, Absolutes was always impatient.

here by the Spring Gardens. We shall scarcely Capt. A. By all that's good, Sir

be interrupted. Sir A. Zounds ! say no more, I tell you ;

Mrs. Sir L. 'Faith! that same interruption, in affairs Malaprop shall make your peace. You must of this nature, shows very great ill-breeding. I make his peace, Mrs. Malaprop: you must tell don't know what's the reason, but in England, her, 'tis Jack's way; tell her, 'tis all our ways: it if a thing of this kind gets wind, people make such suns in the blood of our family! Come away, a pother, that a gentleman can never fight in peace Jack, ha, ha, ha! Mrs. Malaprop, a young villain! and quietness. However, if it's the same to you,

(Pushes him out. captain, I should take it as a particular kindness, Mrs. M. Oh, Sir Anthony ! O, fie, captain! if you'd let us meet in King's-Mead-fields, as a

(Ereunt severally. little business will call me there about six o'clock, SCENE III.- The North Parade.

and I may dispatch both matters at once.

Capt. A. 'Tis the same to me exactly. A lit Enter Sir Lucius O'TRIGGER. tle after six, then, we will discuss this matter Sir L. I wonder where this Captain Absolute more seriously. hides himself. Upon my conscience, these officers

Sir L. If you please, Sir; there will be a very are always in one's way in love affairs : I remem

pretty small-sword light, though it wont do for a ber I might have married Lady Dorothy Carmine, long shot. So, that matter's settled; and my if it had not been for a little rogue of a major, who mind 's at ease.

[Erit. ran away with her before she could get sight of me! And I wonder what it is the ladies can see

Enter FAULKLAND, meeting CAPTAIN in them to be so fond of them; unless it be a touch

ABSOLUTE. of the old serpent in them, that makes the little creatures be caught, like vipers, with a bit of red

Capt. A. Well met. I was going to look for cloth. Ha, isn't this the captain coming ? 'faith, you. Oh, Faulkland ! all the demons of spite and it is! There is a probabilisy of succeeding about disappointment have conspired against me! I'm that fellow, that is mighty provoking! who the so vexed, that if I had not the prospect of a redevil is he talking to ?

in being knocked o'the head by and by, ) (Steps aside.

should scarce have spirits to tell you the cause. Enter CAPTAIN ABSOLUTE.

Fuulk. What can you mean? Has Lydia Capt. A. To what fine purpose have I been changed her mind ? I should have thought her plotting ! a noble reward for all my schemes, upon duty and inclination would now have pointed to my soul! a little gipsey! I did not think her so the same object. damned absurd either.' 'Sdeath, I never was in a Capt. A. Ay, just as the eyes do of a person worse humour in all my life! I could cut my own who squints: when her love-eye was fixed on me, throat, or any other person's, with the greatest t'other, ber eye of duty, was finely obliqued: but, pleasure in the world!

when duty bid her point that the same way, off Sir L. O, 'faith! I'm in the luck of it. I never t'other turned on a swivel, and secured its retreat could have found him in a sweeter temper for my with a frown! purpose; to be sure I'm just come in the nick! Faulk. But what's the resource younow to enter into conversation with him, and so Capt. A. Oh, to wind up the whole, Sir Lucius quarrel genteelly. (Sir Lucius goes to ABSOLUTE.) O'Trigger, you know him by sight, for some afWith regard to that matter, captain, I must beg front, which I am sure I never intended, has leave to differ in opinion with you.

obliged me to meet him this evening at six o'clock : Capt. A. Upon my word, then, you must be a 'tis on that account I wish to see you, you must very subtle disputant : because, Sir, I happened yo with me. just then to be giving no opinion at all.

Faulk. Nay, there must be some mistake, sure. Sir L. That's no reason; for give me leave to Sir Lucius shall explain himself, and I dare say tell you, a man may think an untruth as well as matters may be accommodated : but this evening, speak one.

did you say? I wish it had been any other time. Capt. A. Very true, Sir; but if a man never Capt. A. Why? there will be light enough: utters his thoughts, I should think they might there will (as Sir Lucius says) " be very pretty stand a chance of escaping controversy:

small-sword light, though it will not do for a long Sir L. Then, Sir, you differ in opinion with shot :” Confound his long shots. me, which amounts to the same thing.

Faulk. But I am myself a good deal ruffled, by Capt. A. Harkye, Sir Lucius, what you can a difference I have had with Julia. My vile, tordrive at, unless you mean to quarrel with me, 1 menting temper has made me treat her so cruelly cannot conceive /

that I shall not be myself till we are reconciled.


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Capt. A. By Heavens, Faulkland, you don't , must fly this kingdom instantly! Oh, Julia, had deserve her!

I been so fortunate as to have called you mine Enter Servant ; gives FAULKLAND a letter.

entirely, before this mischance had fallen on me,

I should not so deeply dread my banishment. Faulk. 0, Jack! this is from Julia; I dread to Jul. My soul is oppressed with sorrow at the

nature of your misfortune: had these adverse cirCapt. A. Here, let me see. (Takes the letter cumstances arisen from a less fatal cause, I should and opens it.] Ay, a final sentence, indeed ! 'tis have felt strong comfort in the thought

, that I all over with you, 'faith!

could now chase from your bosom every doubt of Faulk. Nay, Jack, don't keep me in suspense. the warm sincerity of my love. My heart has Capt. A. Hear then. (Reads.)

long known no other guardian: I now entrust As I am convinced, that my dear Faulkland's my person to your honour,—we will fly together: own refiections have already upbraided him for when safe from pursuit, my father's will may be his last unkindness to me, I will not add a word fulfilled, and I receive a legal claim to be the on the subject. I wish to speak with you as soon partner of your sorrows, and tenderest comforter. as possible. Yours, ever and truly. JULIA.

Faulk. O Julia ! I am bankrupt in gratitude! There's stubbornness and resentment for you! Would you not wish some hours to weigh the (Gides him the letter.] Why, man, you don't advantages you forego, and what little compensaseem one whit the happier at this !

tion poor Faulkland can make you besides his Faulk. Oh, yes, I am-but-but

solitary love? Capt. A. Confound your buts ! You never hear Jul. I ask not a moment. No, Faulk land, I any thing that would make another man bless have loved you for yourself: and if I now, more himself, but you immediately damn it, with a but! than ever, prize the solemn engagement which so

Faulk. Now, Jack, as you are my friend, own long has pledged us to each other, it is because it honestly—don't you think there is something for leaves us no room for hard aspersions on my fame, ward, something indelicate, in this haste to for- and puts the seal of duty to an act of love. But give Women should never sue for reconcilia- let us not linger, perhaps this delay, tion; that should always come from us : They Faulk. 'Twill be better I should not venture should retain their coldness till wooed to kinds out again till dark : yet am I grieved to think what ness; and their pardon, like their love, should numberless distresses will press heavy on your “ Not unsought, be won.”.

gentle disposition ! Capt. A. I have not patience to listen to you- Jul. Perhaps your fortune may be forfeited by thou'rt incorrigible! so say no more on the sub- this unhappy act ? I know not whether tis so, ject. I must go to settle a few matters ; let me see but sure that alone can never make us unhappy. you before six, remember, at my lodgings... A The little I have will be sufficient to support us, poor industrious devil, like me, who have toiled, and exile never should be splendid. and drudged, and plotted to gain my ends, and Faulk. Ay, but in such an abject state of life am, at last, disappointed by other people's folly, my wounded pride, perhaps, may increase the may, in pity, be allowed to swear and grumble a natural fretfulness of my temper, till I become a little! but a captious sceptic in love; a slave to rude, morose companion, beyond your patience is fretfulness and whim, who has no difficulties but endure. of his own creating, is a subject more fit for ridi- Jul. If your thoughts should assume so uncule than compassion!

(Exit. happy a bent, you will the more want some mild Faulk. I feel his reproaches; yet I would not and affecticnate spirit to watch over and console change this too exquisite nicety, for the gross con- you, one who, by bearing your infirmities with tent with which he tramples on the thorns of gentleness and resignation, may teach you so to love. His engaging me in this duel has started bear the evils of your fortune. an idea in my head, which I will instantly pur- Faulk. Julia, I have proved you to the quick! sue : I'll use it as the touchstone of Julia's sin- and with this useless device, 1 throw away all my cerity and disinterestedness; if her love prove pure doubts. How shall I plead to be forgiven this and sterling ore, my name will rest on it with ho- last unworthy effect of my restless, unsatisfied nour; and, once I've stamped it there, I'll lay aside disposition ? my doubts for ever!

[Erit. Jul. Has no such disaster happened as you re

lated ? ACT V.

Faulk. I am ashamed to own that it was all SCENE I.–Julia's Dressing-Room. pretended. Let me to-morrow, in the face of Julia.

Heaven, receive my future guide and monitress, Jul. How this message has alarmed me! what and expiate my past folly, by years of tender

adoration. dreadful accident can he mean? why such charge to be alone ? O Faulkland ! how many unhappy crime, which I before feared to name, Heaven

Jul. Hold, Faulkland! that you are free from a moments, how many tears, have you cost me!

knows, how sincerely I rejoice! These are tears Enter FAULKLAND.

of thankfulness for that! But, that your cruel What means this? why this caution, Faulkland ? doubts should have urged you to an imposition

Faruk. Alas, Julia! I am come to take a long that has wrung my heart, gives me now a pang farewell!

more keen than I can express! Jul. Heavens! what do you mean?

Faulk. By Heavens ! Julia. Faulk. You see before you a wretch whose life Jul. Yet hear me. My father loved you, is forfeited. Nay, start not; the infirmity of my Faulkland ! and you preserved the life that tender temper has drawn all this misery on me: I left parent gave me! in his presence I pledged my you, fretful and passionate,-an untoward acci- hand; joyfully pledged it, where before I had Jeut drew me into a quarrel; the event is, that I given my heart." When, soon after, I lost that

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parent, it seemed to me, that Providence had, in Lyd. Why, is it not provoking, when I thought Faulkland, shown me whither to transfer, with- we were coming to the prettiest distresa imaginout a pause, my grateful duty as well as my affec-able, to find myself made a mere Smithfield bartion: Hence I have been content to bear from gain of at last ?—There had I projected one of you, what pride and delicacy would have forbid the most sentimental elopements !-so becoming me from another. I will not upbraid you by re- a disguise !-80 amiable a ladder of ropes !-Conpeating how you have trifled with my sincerity. scious moon-four horses--Scotch parson-with Faulk. I confess it all! yet, hear

such surprise to Mrs. Malaprop! and such paraJul. After such a year of trial, I might have graphs in the newspapers !--Oh! I shall die with fattered myself that I should not have been in- disappointment! sulted with a new probation of my sincerity, as

Jul. I don't wonder at it. cruel as unnecessary! I now see that it is not in Lyd. Now, sad reverse !—what have I to exyour nature to be content, or confident, in love. pect, but, after a deal of Aimsy preparation, with With this conviction I never will be yours. à bishop's license, and my aunt's blessing, to go

Faulk. Nay, but, Julia, by my soul and ho- simpering up to the altar; or, perhaps, be cried nour! If, after this

three times in a country church, and have an unJul. But one word more. As my faith has mannerly fat clerk ask the consent of every mee been given to you, I never will barter it with butcher in the parish, to join John Absolute, and another. I shall pray for your happiness with Lydia Languish, spinster -Oh, that I should the truest sincerity; and the dearest blessing I can live to hear myself called spinster! ask of Heaven to send you, will be, to charm you Jul. Melancholy, indeed ! from that unhappy temper, which alone has pre- Lyd. How mortifying to remember the dear vented the performance of our solemn engage- delicious shifts I used to be put to, to gain half a ment. All I request of you is, that you will your minute's conversation with this fellow !-How self reflect upon this infirmity; and, when you often have I stole forth, in the coldest night in number up the many true delights it has deprived January, and found him in the garden stuck like you of, let it not be your least regret, that it lost a dripping statue !— There would he kneel to me you the love of one who would have followed you in the snow, and sneeze and cough so patheticalin beggary through the world!

[Erit. ly!-he shivering with cold, and I with apprehen Faulk. She's gone! for ever! There was an sion!—and while the freezing blast numbed our awful resolution in her manner, that rivetted me joints, how warmly would he press me to pity his to my place. O fool ! dolt ! barbarian ! Cursed as fame, and glow with mutual ardour !—Ah, Julia, I am, with more imperfections than my fellow- that was something like being in love ! wretches, kind fortune sent a heaven-gifted cherub Jul. If I were in spirits, Lydia, I should chide to my aid, and, like a ruffian, I have driven her you only by laughing heartily at you, but it suits from my side!' I must now haste to my appoint- more the situation of my mind at present earnestment. Well, my mind is tuned for such a scene ! ly to entreat you, not to let a man, who loves you I shall wish only to become a principal in it, and with sincerity, suffer that unhappiness from your reverse the tale my cursed fölly put me upon caprice, which I too well know caprice can inflict. forging here. O love! tormentor !' fiend! whose Lyd. Oh, Lud! what has brought my aunt influence, like the moon's, acting on men of dull here? wouls, makes idiots of them, but meeting subtler Enter Mrs. MALAPROP and David. spirits, betrays their course, and urges sensibility to madness!


. Mrs. M. So, so! here 's fine work !-here's Enter Maid and Lydia.

fine suicide, parricide, and simulation, going on

in the fields ! and Sir Anthony not to be found to Maid. My mistress, Ma'am, I know, was here prevent the antistrophe ! just now-perhaps she is only in the next room. Jul. For Heaven's sake, Madam, what's the

(Exit. meaning of this ? Lyd. Heigho! Though he has used me so, this Lyd. Oh, patience !-Do, Ma'am, for Heaven's fellow runs strangely in my head. I believe one sake! tell us what is the matter ! lecture from my grave cousin will make me recall

Mrs. M. Why, murder's the matter ! slaugh him.

ter 's the matter ! killing 's the matter !—but he can Enter JULJA.

tell you the perpendiculars.
Jul. Do speak, friend.

[ Mo David. Oh, Julia, I am come to you with such an appetite David. Lookye, my lady- -by the mass, for consolation! Lud, child ! what is the matter there's mischief going on.

Folks don't use to with you? You have been crying ! I'll be hanged meet for amusement with fire arms, firelocks, fire if that Faulkland has not been tormenting you ! engines, fire screens, fire offices, and the devil

Jul. You mistake the cause of my uneasiness ; knows what other crackers beside !—This, my Something has flurried me a little. Nothing lady, I say, has an angry favour.–To be sure, that you can guess at. I would not accuse Faulk Captain Absolute land to a sister.

(Aside. Jul. But who is engaged ? Lyd. Ah! whatever vexations you may have, David. My poor master-under favour for I can assure you mine surpass them. You know mentioning him first. You know me, my ladywho Beverley proves to be ?

I am David—and my master of course is, or was, Jul. I will now own to you, Lydia, that Mr. 'squire Acres—and Captain Absolute. — Then Faulkland had before informed me of the whole comes 'squire Faulkland. affair.

Jul. Do, Ma'am, let us instantly endeavour tu Lyd. So, then, I see I have been deceived by prevent mischief. Mery one ! but I don't care, I'll never have him. Mrs. M. Oh, fie ! it would look very inelegant Fu. Nay, Lydia

in us :-we should only participate things.

we-wont run.

Lyd. Do, my dear aunt, let us hasten to pre-, Sir Lucius, there (Puts himself in an attitude. vent them.

a side-front, hey? Odd, I'll make myself small David. Ah, do, Mrs. Aunt, save a few lives ! enough, I'll stand edgeways. they are desperately given, believe me.-Above Sir L. Now, you're quite out-for if you stand all, there is that blood-thirsty Philistine, Sir so when I take my aim- (Levelling at him. Lucius O'Trigger.

Acres. Zounds, Sir Lucius! are you sure it is Mrs. M. Sir Lucius O'Trigger !-O mercy! not cocked ? have they drawn poor little dear Sir Lucius into Sir L. Never fear. the scrape !—Why, how you stand, girl! you Acres. But—but-you don't know—it may go have no more feeling than one of the Derbyshire off of its own head ! putrifactions !

Sir L. Pho! be easy. Well, now, if I hit you Lyd. What are we to do, Madam ?

in the body, my bullet has a double chance for Mrs. M. Why, fly, with the utmost felicity, to if it misses a vital part of your right side, 'twill be be sure, to prevent mischief!-here, friend-you very hard if it don't succeed on the left. can show us the place ? Come, Sir, lead the way, Actes. A vital part ! and we'll precede.

Șir L. But, there-fix yourself so—(Placing David. Oh, never fear; and one good thing is, him.) let me see the broadside of your full frontwe shall find it out by the report of the pistols. there—now a ball or two may pass clean through All Ladies. The pistols ! – Oh, let us fly, your body, and never do you any harm at all.

(Exeunt, David talking. Acres. Clean through me! a ball or two clean SCENE II.-King's-Meadow-fields.

through me!

Sir L. Ay, and it is much the genteelest attiSir Lucius and ACRES, with Pistols. tude into the bargain. Acres. By my valour, then, Sir Lucius, forty Actes. Lookye! Sir Lucius—I'd just as lieve yards is a good distance-Odds levels and aims! be shot in an awkward posture as a genteel one I say, it is a good distance.

-so, by my valour! I will stand edgeways. Sir L. It is, for muskets or small field-pieces; Sir L. (Looking at his Watch.) Sure, they upon my conscience, Mr. Acres, you must leave don't mean to disappoint us--ha!'no, 'faith-1 these things to me. Stay, now—l'll show you think I see them coming. [Measures paces along the Stage.] There, now, Acres. Hey ! what! coming! that is a very pretty distance, a pretty gentleman's Sir L. Ay, who are those yonder, getting over distance.

the stile ? Acres. Zounds ! we inight as well fight in a Acres. There are two of them indeed! wellsentrybox! I tell you, Sir Lucius, the farther he let them come--hey, Sir Lucius !--we-we-we is off, the cooler I shall take my aim.

Sir L. 'Faith, then, I suppose you would aim Sir L. Run! at him best of all if he was out of sight!

Acres. No, I say-we wont run, by my valour! Acres. No, Sir Lucius, but I should think forty, Sir L. What the devil's the matter with you? or eight and thirty yards

Actes. Nothing, nothing, my dear friend-my Sir L. Pho! pho! nonsense ! three or four feet dear Sir Lucius--but l-1-1 don't feel quite so between the mouths of your pistols is as good as bold, somehow, as I did. a mile.

Sir L, O fie! consider your honour. Acres. Odds bullets, no! by my valour there is Acres. Ay, true—my honour-do, Sir Lucius, no merit in killing him so near! Do, my dear Sir edge in a word or two every now and then, about Lucius, let me bring him down at a long shot : a my honour. long shot, Sir Lucius, if you love me !

Sir L. Well, here they're coming. (Looking; Sir L. Well—the gentleman's friend and I Actes. Sir Lucius, if I wasn't with you I should must settle that. But tell me now, Mr. Acres, almost think I was afraid : if my valour should in case of an accident, is there any little will or leave me ! valour will come and go. commission I could execute for you?

Sir L. Then pray keep it fast while you have Acres. I am much obliged to you, Sir Lucius, it. but I don't understand

Acres. Sir Lucius, I doubt it is going ; yes, my Sir L. Why, you may think there's no being valour is certainly going; it is sneaking off! I feel shot at without a little risk; and, if an unlucky it oozing out. as it were, at the palms of my hands! bullet should carry a quietus with it-I say, it Sir 2. Your honour, your honour. Here they will be no time then to be bothering you about are. family matters.

Acres. Oh, that I was safe at Clod Hall! of Acres. A quietus !

could be shot before I was aware ! Sir L. For instance, now, if that should be the

Enter FaulkLAND and CAPTAIN ABSOLUTE. case, would you choose to be pickled, and sent home? or would it be the same to you to lie here Sir L. Gentlemen, your most obedient; ta! in the Abbey ? I'm told there is very snug lying what, Captain Absolute ! so, I suppose, Sir, you in the Abbey ?

are come here, just like myself, to do a kind office, Acres. Pickled! snug lying in the Abbey ! first for your friend, then to proceed to business Odds tremors ! Sir Lucius, don't talk so !

on your own account? Sir L. I suppose, Mr. Acres, you were never Actes. What, Jack! my dear Jack! my des: engaged in an affair of this kind before.

friend! Acres. No, Sir Lucius, never before.

Capt. A. Harkye, Bob, Beverley's at hand. Sir L. Ah, that 's a pity! there's nothing like Sir L. Well, Mr. Acres, I don't Eame your being used to a thingPray, now, how would saluting the gentleman civilly. So, Mr. Beverley you receive the gentleman's shot?

[To FAULKLAND.) if you choose your weapons, Acres. Odds files ! l’ve practised that:—there, I the captain and I will measure the ground.



Faulk. My weapons, Sir!

resign the lady without forcing you to proceed Acres. Odús life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to against him? fight Mr. Faulkland; these are my particular Capt. A. Come then, Sir, (Draws.) since you friends!

wont let it be an amicable suit, here's my reply. Sir L. What, Sir, did not you come here to fight Mr. Acres ?

Enter Sir ANTHONY, David, and the Ladies. Faulk. Not I, upon my word, Sir.

David. Knock 'em all down, sweet Sir AnSir L. Well, now, that's mighty provoking ! thony; knock down my master in particular; and but I hope, Mr. Faulkland, as there are three of bind his hands over to their good behaviour. us come on purpose for the game, you wont be so Sir A. Put up, Jack, put up, or I shall be in a cantanckerous as to spoil the party, by sitting out. frenzy; how came you in a duel, Sir ?

Capt. A. Oh, pray, Faulkland, fight, to oblige Capt. A. 'Faith, Sir, that gentleman can tell Sir Lucius.

you better than I ; 'twas he called on me, and you Fuulki. Nay, if Mr. Acres is so bent on the know, Sir, 1 serve his majesty.

Sir A. Here's a pretty fellow ! I catch him goAcres. No, no, Mr. Faulkland, I'll bear my ing to cut a man's throat, and he tells me he disappointment like a christian : lookye, Sir Lu- serves his majesty! zounds; sirrah, then how cius, there's no occasion at all for me to fight; and Jurst you draw the king's sword against one of if it is the same to you, I'd as lieve let it alone. his subjects ?

Sir L. Observe me, Mr. Acres; I must not be Capt. A. Sir, I tell you, that gentleman called trified with. You have certainly challenged some me out, without explaining his reasons. body, and you came here to fight him. Now, if Sir A. 'Gad, Sir, how came you to call my son that gentleman is willing to represent him, I can't out, without explaining your reasons ? see, for my soul, why it isn't just the same Sir L. Your son, Sir, insulted me in a manner thing.

which my honour could not brook. Acres. Why, no, Sir Lucius, I tell you, 'tis one Sir A. Zounds, Jack! how durst you insult Beverley I've challenged ; a fellow, you see, that the gentleman in' a manner which his honour dare not show his face : if he were here, I'd make could not brook ? him give up his pretensions directly!

Mrs. M. Come, come, let's have no honour beCapt. A. Hold, Bob, let me set you right: fore ladies. Captain Absolute, come here; how there is no such 'man'as Beverley in the case. coulú you intimidate us so ? here 's Lydia has been The

person who assumed that name is before you: terrified to death for you. and as his pretensions are the same in both cha Capt. A. For fear I should be killed, or escape, racters, he is ready to support them in whatever Ma'am ? way you please.

Mrs. M. Nay, no delusions to the past, Lydia Sir L. Well, this is lucky. Now you have an is convinced: speak, child. opportunity

Sir L. With your leave, Ma'am, 1 must put in Acres. What, quarrel with my dear friend, Jack a word here; I believe I could interpret the young Absolute ! not if he were fifty Beverleys! Zounds! lady's silence-Now markSir Lucius, you would not have me be so unnatu. Lyd. What is it you mean, Sir ? ral!

Sir L. Come, come, Delia, we must be serious Sir ļ. Upon my conscience, Mr. Acres, your now; this is no time for trifling. valour has oozed away with a vengeance!

Lyd, 'Tis true, Sir; and your reproof bids me Acres. Not in the least; odds backs and abet. offer this gentleman my hand, and solicit the retors! I'll be your second' with all my heart, and turn of his affections. if you should get a quietus, you may command Capt. A. Oh, my little angel, say you so ? Sir me entirely. Il get you snug lying in the Ab- Lucius, I perceive there must be some mistake bey here; or pickle you, and send you over to here :-with regard to the affront which you af. Blunderbuss-hall

, or any thing of the kind, with firm I have given you, I can only say that it could the greatest pleasure.

not have been intentional. And as you must be Sir L. Pho! pho! you are little better than a convinced, that I should not fear to support a real coward.

injury, you shall now see that I am not ashamed Acres. Mind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; to atone for an inadvertency; I ask your pardon. coward was the word, by my valour!

But for this lady, while honoured with her approSir L. Well, Sir ?

bation, I will support my claim against any man Acres. Lookye, Sir Lucius, 'tisn't that I mind whatever. the word coward; coward may be said in joke; Sir L. Well said, Jack, and I'll stand by you, but if you had called me a poltroon, odds daggers my boy. and balls

Acres. Mind, I give up all my claim; I make Sir L. Well, Sir ?

no pretensions to any thing in the world : and if Acres. I should have thought you a very ill. I can't get a wife without fighting for her, by my

valour! I'll live a bachelor. Sir L. Pho! you are beneath my notice.

Sir L. Captain, give me your hand : an affront Capt. A. Nay, Sir Lucius, you can't have a handsomely acknowledged becomes an obligation; better second than my friend Acres. He is a and as for the lady, if she chooses to deny her most determined dog; called, in the country, own hand-writing here. [ Takes out letters. fighting Bob. He generally kills a man a week;

Mrs. M. Oh, he will dissolve my mystery don't you, Bob?

(Aside.) Sir Lucius, perhaps there is some misAcres. Ay-at home.

take, perhaps I can illuminateSur L. Well, then, captain, 'tis we must begin; Sir L. Pray, old gentlewoman, don't interfere so come out, my little counsellor, [Draws his where you have no business. Miss Languish, sword.) and ask the gentleman, whether he will | are you my Delia, or not?

bred man.


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