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I am charm'd with an occasion to evince
Inference. (aside) He's quizzing, I conclude. (Mr. Courland gradually collects resolution enough to look round, and, astonished at the emaciated figure and tattered garments of Inference, starts back ; while Harry smiles to recognise the face of the adventurer, who stands with his head down, too abash'd to speak.) Mr. Courl. (apart to Harry) Who in the name of
Charon's hire is this Harry (apart to his father) He is, no doubt, a pa.
ragon of high life Cloth'd in the finest broad cloth.
Mr. Courl. (to Inference) Who, what are you? Inference. (bowing, and presenting a letter) The ho
nourable Mr. Scholium. Mr. Courl. (hastily looking over the letter) The
same, indeed; and yet(to Inference) Pray, sir, will will You let me offer some refreshment ; for(aside) You seem most cursedly in want of it. Inférence. I thank-you, sir, I could not eat a
mouthful. (aside) Oh, my poor stomach, you must pay for
Mr. Courl. Is an inhuman rascal.
knavery. (to Inference examining his coat) If, Mr. Scholium,
I may be so boldInference. No ceremony, sir(aside) This prying
chap May recognise me!
Harry Courl. (still examining his coat) Pardon my
Inference. A rent.
is the matter?
[exit Mr. Courl. Bless my soul ! Inference. Ha, ha, Ha, ha, you will be witty, gentlemen(aside) And thence it seems that I am unsuspected.
Mr. Courl. Where is your friend the general, sir ?
Inference. That you,
ing his hand on his heart.)
Mr. Courl. A-any thing that I can understand.
Inference. (again bowing) The evidence of testi. Thep know the general is no friend of mine. 'Tis true I saw him at my lord Catchbooby's; But there the fellow was an upper servant. Upon my first arrival in this country Perchance I met him; and he teaz'd me so, And wherewithal alarm'd me, I was fain To have him mention'd in my letters as, What he most certainly has never been,
A general. But this, Mr. Courland, this
of Nero. (Mr. Courland stares with dismay) Don't be alarm’d,
sir. Mr. Courl. No-no-not at all. Inference. In truth, sir, I conclude legitimately This pseudo-general is an arrant knave, One of the most consummateEnter Moonshine unexpectedly, and bowing to Mr.
gentlemen Of modern times (winking to Mr. Courland)- -Per
mit me, if you please. (taking Moonshine's hand) This, my dear sir, is general Magnayantine Moonshine. (to Mr. Courland, who reluctantly bows)
You do me honour.
Moonshine. We had intended yesterday to pay
Inference. It was a trifle, and escap'd my memory. Moonshine. Yes, a mere trifle : we were robb’d, I
think, Of a few thousand pounds--and what was laughable, The fellows left our purses bare--yes-andHa, ha, excuse me- the mischievous rogues In merry mood, and to complete the jest, Usurp'd our garments, and gave us their own. Ha, ha,-(apart to Inference) Why don't you laugh?
Inference. Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Re-enter HARRY, who whispers his father.
Mr. Courl. (apart to Harry) And these are they? Harry. (apart to Mr. Courl) The same, depend up
I was a witness to the whole contrivance.
shine) 'Tis so, I fear--and you will, therefore,
watch them. Though don't imagine that the day is yours : The hyperbolic, would-be general is not Less purpos'd for the peasant Robert's sisterBe dumb--this instant I will break it to him (takcs
Moonshine apart) Harry Courl. (aside) Well, I may smile. at least.
Inference (apart to Harry) A word, good youth : (pointing to Moonshine) Alas, from the fallacious attie
Harry Courl. A wise deduction, truly.
Inference. But had you
Harry Courl. It had been but a base insinuation:
Inference. I don't assent : so, if you please, I'll show
Exit Mr. Courland; from whom Moonshine has just separated, and now approaching Harry, bows with much confidence, but starts on recognising his features.
Harry Courl. (aside) Poor rascals! they shall not
yet think I know them.
Enter HARRY COURLAND at another door.
Mr. Courl. Come hither, boy, a word or two on wo
Harry Courl. If you converse on woman, my dear
sir, Make her's the measure of your speech, and talk To all eternity,
Mr. Courl. Have you e'er seen The setting sun ?
Harry Courl. Yes, sir, a thousand times; 'Tis like the being now upon our thoughts : Like her when she absents herself it leaves A smile, and but a very transient smile, Upon reposing nature. Mr. Courl. No heroics. Harry Courl. Woman's the spring of half our emu.
lation, Science itself to her must be indebted. Mr. Courl. She has, I grant, found the perpetual mo.
tion. Harry Courl. And when a wife so heavenly is the