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yet-Poor lady! she expects I should comfort her, and to do her justice she has said enough to en. courage me. [Turns about.] Ha! gone! the devil! jilted! Why, what a tale has she invented-of Paris, balls, and birthdays!--Egad I'd give ten guineas to know who the gipsy is—A curse of my folly—I deserve to lose her. What woman can forgive a man that turns his back!

The bold and resolute in love and war
To conquer take the right and swiftest way;
The boldest lover soonest gains the fair,
As courage makes the rudest force obey:
Take no denial and the dames adore ye;
Closely pursue them and they fall before ye.

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ACT II. SCENE 1.

Enter Sir FRANCIS Gripe and MIRANDA.

Sir Francis. Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Miran. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Oh, I shall die with laughing the most romantick adventure-Ha, ha, ha! What does the odious young fop mean? A hun dred pieces to talk ten minutes with me! ha, ha, ha,

Sir Fran. And I am to be by too, there's the jest: adad if it had been in private I should not have car'd to trust the young dog.

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Miran. Indeed and indeed but you might, GardyNow methinks there's nobody handsomer than you : so neat, so clean, so good-humour'd, and so loving

Sir Fran. Pretty rogue, pretty rogue! and so thou shalt find me, if thou dost prefer thy Gardy before these caperers of the age: thou shalt outshine the queen's box on an opera night; thou shalt be the envy of the ring, (for I will carry thee to Hyde-Park) and thy equipage shall surpass the what d'ye call 'em ambassador's.

Miran. Nay, I am sure the discreet part of my sex will envy me more for the inside furniture, when you are in it, than my outside equipage.

Sir Fran. A cunning baggage i’faith thou art, and a wise one too! and to shew thee that thou hast not chose amiss, l'll this moment disinherit my son and settle my whole estate upon thee.

Miran. There's an old rogue now. [ Aside.] No, Gardy, I would not have your name be so black in the world-Yow know my father's will runs that I am not to possess my estate, without your consent, till I am five-and-twenty; you shall only abate the odd seven years, and make me mistress of my estate today, and I'll make you master of my person to-morrow,

Sir Fran. Humph! that may not be safe-No, Chargy, l'll settle it upon thee for pinmoney, and that will be every bit as well thou know'st.

Miran. Unconscionable old wretch! bribe me with my own money!-Which way shall I get out of his hands.

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Sir Fran. Well, what art thou thinking on my girl, ha? how to banter Sir George !

Miran. I must not pretend to banter; he knows my tongue too well. [Aside.] No, Gardy, I have thought of a way will confound him more than all i could say, if I should talk to him seven years.

Sir Fran. How's that? oh! I'm transported, I'm ravish'd, I'm mad

Miran. It would make you mad if you knew all. [ Aside.] I'll not answer him a word, but be dumb to

all he says.

Sir Fran. Dumb! good; ha, ha, ha! Excellent! ha, ha, ha, ha! I think I have you now, Sir George. Dumb ! he'll go distracted-well, she's the wittiest rogue.--Ha, ha, dumb! I cann't but laugh, ha, ha! to think how damn'd mad he'll be when he finds he has given his money away for a dumb show; ha, ha, ha!

Miran. Nay, Gardy, if he did but know my thoughts of him it would make him ten times madder; ha, ha, ha, ha!

Sir. Fran. Ay, so it would, Chargy, to hold him in such derision, to scorn to answer him, to be dumb ! ha, ha, ha!

Enter CHARLES.
Sir Fran. How now, sirrah! who let you in?
Cha. My necessities, sir.

Sir Fran. Your necessities are very impertinent, and ought to have sent before they enter'd.

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Cha. Sir, I knew 'twas a word would gain admit. tance no where.

Sir Fran. Then, sirrah, how durst you rudely thrust that upon your father, which nobody else would ad. mit?

Cha. Sure the name of a son is a sufficient plea. I ask this lady's pardon if I have intruded.

Sir Fran. Ay, ay, ask her pardon and her blessing too, if you expect any thing from me.

Miran. I believe yours, Sir Francis, in a purse of guineas, would be more material. Your son may have business with you; I'll retire.

Sir Fran. I guess his business, but I'll dispatch him; { expect the knight every minute : you'll be in readiness? s Miran. Certainly; my expectation is more upon the swing than yours, old gentleman.

[Exit. Sir Fran. Well, sir. Cha. Nay, it is very ill, sir; my circumstances are

I'm sure.

Sir Fran. And what's that to me, sir ? your ma. nagement should have made 'em better.

Cha. If you please to entrust me with the management of my estate I shall endeavourit, sir.

Sir. Fran. What; to set upon a card, and buy a lady's' favour at the price of a thousand pieces, to rig out an equipage for a wench, or by your carelessness to enrich your steward, to fine for sheriff, or put up for a parliament-man?'

Cha. I hope I should not spend it this way: how

ever I ask only for what my uncle left me; you may dispose of as you please, sir.

Sir Fran. That I shall out of your reach, I you, sir. Adad these young fellows think ol get estates for nothing but them to squander a dicing, wenching, drinking, dressing, and so fo

Cha. I think I was born a gentleman, sir, l's my uncle bred me like one.

Sir Fran. From which you would infer, sir gaming, whoring, and the pox, are requisites gentleinan.

Cha. Monstrous! when I would ask him on a support he falls into these unmannerly reproa I must, tho' against my will, employ invention, by stratagem relieve myself.

[ Sir Fran. Sirrah, what is it you mutter, sir ha! [Holds up his cane.] I say you sha’n't have a g out of my hands till I please and may be I'll ver please ; and what's that to you?

Cha. Nay, to be robb'd or have one's throat c not much

Sir Fran. What's that, sirrah? would you rob or cut my throat, ye rogue ?

Cha. Heaven forbid, sir I said no such thing.

Sir Fran. Mercy on me! what a plague it is to h a son of one-and-twenty, who wants to elbow out of one's life to edge himself into the estate!

Enter MARPLOT. Mar. Egad he's here I was afraid I had lost hi

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