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Lure. Oh, Sir Harry, this is raillery! But your | I should have thought the devil had raised the serious thoughts upon the matter, pray.

phantom, and my more conscious reason had giWild. Why, then, madam, to give you my true ven my eyes the lie. sentiments of wedlock: I had a lady that I mar Lure. Very well! Then I an't to be believed, ried by chance, she was virtuous by chance, and it seems. But d'ye hear, sir? I loved her by great chance. Nature gave her Wild. Nay, madam, do you hear? I tell you beauty, education, and air, and fortune threw a 'tis not in the power of malice to cast a blot upyoung fellow of five-and-twenty in her lap. I on her fame ; and though the vanity of our sex, courted her all day, loved her all night; she was and the envy of yours, conspired both against her my mistress one day, and my wife another; I honour, I would not hear a syllable. found in one the variety of a thousand, and

(Stopping his ears. the very confinement of marriage gave me the Lure. Why, then, as I hope to breathe, you pleasure of change.

shall hear it—The picture, the picture, the picLure. And she was very virtuous ?

ture!

[Baroling aloud. - Wild. Look ye, madam, you know she was beau Wild. Ran, tan, tan! A pistol-bullet from ear tiful. She had good nature about her mouth, the smile of beauty in her cheeks, sparkling wit in Lure. That picture which you had just now her forehead, and sprightly love in her eyes. from the French marquis for a thousand pounds,

Lure. Pshaw! I knew her very well; the wo that very picture did your very virtuous wife send man was well enough. But you don't answer my to the marquis, as a pledge of her very virtuous question, sir.

and dying affection. So that you are both robbed Wild. So, madam, as I told you before, she of your honour, and cheated of your money.(Aloud. was young and beautiful, I was rich and vigorous; Wild. Louder, louder, madam. my estate gave a lustre to my love, and a swing Lure. I tell you, sir, your wife was a jilt; I to our enjoyment; round, like the ring that made know it, I'll swear it.-She virtuous ! She was a us one, our golden pleasures circled without devil. end.

Wild. (Sings.] Tal, lal, de ral. Lure. Golden pleasures ! golden fiddlesticks! Lure. Was ever the like seen! He won't bear

-What d'ye tell me of your canting stuff? me-I burst with malice, and now he won't mind Was she virtuous, I say?

me!-Won't you hear me yet? 'ild. Ready to burst with envy; but I will

Wild. No, ne',

madam. torment thee a little. (Aside.) So, madam, I pow

Lure. Nay, theo I cann't bear it. [Bursts out a dered to please her, she dressed to engage me; crying.] Sir, I must say that you're an unworthy perwe toyed away the morning in amorous non son, to use a woman oi quality at this rate, when sense, lolled away the evening in the Park or the she has her heart full of malice; I don't know playhouse, and all the night - Hem!

but it may make me miscarry. Sir, I say again Lure. Look ye, sir, answer my question, or I and again, that she was no better than one of us, shall take it ill.

and I know it; I have seen it with my eyes, so Wild. Then, madam, there was never such a I have. pattern of unity. Her wants were still prevented Wild. Good Heavens deliver me, I beseech by my supplies; my own heart whispered me her thee !

-How shall I 'scape ? desires, because she herself was there; no con Lure. Will you not hear me yet? Dear Sir tention ever rose, but the dear strife of who Harry, do but hear me; I'm longing to speak. should most oblige; no noise about authority ; Wild. Oh, I have it !--Hush, hush, hush ! for neither would stoop to command, because Lure. Eh! What's the matter? both thought it glory to obey.

Wild. A mouse! a mouse! a mouse ! Lure. Stuft, stuff, stuff!-I won't believe a Lure. Where, where, where? word on't.

Wild. Your petticoats, your petticoats, maWild. Ha, ha, ha! Then, madam, we never

dam !--{LURE. shrieks, und runs.]--Oh, my felt the yoke of matrimony, because our inclina- head !-I was never worsted by a woman betions made us one; a power superior to the forms fore.But I have heard so much as to know of wedlock. The marriage torch had lost its the marquis to be a villain. (Knocking.) Nay, weaker light in the bright flame of mutual love then, I must run for't. (Runs out, and returns.] that joined our hearts before. Then

The entry is stopped by a chair coming in; and Lüre. Hold, hold, sir; I cannot bear it: Sir something there is in that chair that I will discoHarry, I'm affronted.

ver, if I can find a place to hide myself. (Goes Wild. Ha, ha, ha! Affronted !

to the closet door.) Fast!- 1 bave keys about me Lure. Yes, sir; it is an affront to any woman for most locks about St. James's-Let me seeto hear another commended, and I will resent [Tries one key.)-No, no; this opens my lady it. In short, Sir Harry, your wife was a Planthorn's back-door--[Tries another.)-Nor

Wild. Buz, madam-No detraction--I'll this; this is the key to my lady Stakeall's gartell you what she was so much an angel in her den,-[Tries a third.—Ay, ay, this does it, faith. conduct, that though I saw another in her arms,

[Goes into the closel, and peeps out.

must stoop, and indignation give my words a Enter SHARK, PARly, and another, with Clin- loose, to tell you, madam, that I am a man unCHER in a Chair.

blemished in my honour, have nobly served my Par. Hold, hold, friend; who gave you or- king and country; and for a lady's service, I ders to lug in your dirty chair into the house? think that nature has not been defective. Shark. My master, sweet-heart.

Wild. 'Egad, I should think so too; the felPar. Who is your master, impudence?

low's well made.

(Aside. Shark. Every body, sauce-box ---- And for the Stund. I'm young as he, my person too as present, here's my master; and if you have any fair to outward view; and for my mind, I thought thing to say to him, there he is for ye. (Lugs it could distinguish right, and therefore made a CLINCHER out of the chair, and throw's him upon choice of you. Your sex have bless'd our isle. the floor.] Steer away, Tom.

with beauty, by distant nations priz’d; and could. (Exit SHARK, with Chair. they place their loves aright, their lovers might Wild. What the devil, Mr Jubilee, is it you? acquire the envy of mankind, as well as they the Par. Bless me! the gentleman's dead !

wonder of the world. Murder! murder !

Wild. Ah! now he coaxes -He will con

quer, unless I relieve her in time; she begins to Enter LUREWELL. melt already.

(Aside. Lure. Protect me! What's the matterClin. Stand. Add to all this, I love you next to heacher!

ven; and by that heaven I swear, the constant Par. Mr Clincher, are you dead, sir? study of my days and nights has been to please Clin. Yes.

my dearest wife. Your pleasure never met controul Lure. Oh, then it is well enough—Are you from me, nor your desires a frown. I never drunk, sir?

mentioned my distrust before, nor will I now Clin. No.

wrong your discretion, so as e'er to think you Lure. Well, certainly I'm the most unfortu made him an appointment. nate woman living! All my affairs, all my de. Lure. Generous, generous man! [1Veeps. signs, all my intrigues miscarry-Faugh! the Wild. Nay, then, 'tis time for me; I will relieve beast !--But, sir, what's the matter with you? her. [He steals out of the closet, and coming beClin. Politics.

hind STANDARD, claps him on the shoulder.] CoPar. Where have you been, sir?

lonel, your humble servant. Clin, Shark.

Stand. Sir Harry, how came you hither? Lure. What shall we do with him, Parly? Wild. Ah, poor fellow! thou hast got thy load If the colonel should come home now, we were with a witness : but the wine was humming ruined.

strong: I have got a touch on't myself.

[Reels a little. Enter STANDARD.

Stand. Wine, Sir Harry! What wine ? Oh, inevitable destruction!

Wild. Why, 'twas new Burgundy, heady stuff. Wild. Ay, ay; unless I relieve her now, all But the dog was soon gone, knock'd under prethe world cann't save her.

sently. Stand. Bless me! what's here? Who are you, sland. What, then Mr Clincher was with you, sir?

it seems ? Eh! Clin. Brandy:

Wild. Yes, faith ; we have been together all Stand. See there, madam!behold the man this afternoon: 'tis a pleasant foolish fellow. that you prefer to me: and such as he are all He would needs give me a welcome to town, on those fop-gallants that daily haunt my house, pretence of hearing all the news from the jubilee. ruin your honour, and disturb my quiet. I urge

The humour was new to me; so to't we went. not the sacred bond of marriage; I'll wave your

But 'tis a weak-headed coxcomb; two or three earnest vows of truth to me, and only lay the bumpers did his business—Ah! madam! what case in equal balance, and see whose merit bears do I deserve for this?

[Aside to LURE. the greater weight, his or mine.

Lure. Look ye there, sir; you see how Sir Wild. Well argueil, colonel. [Aside. Harry has cleared my innocence -I'm obliStand. Suppose yourself freely disengaged, ged t'ye, sir; but I must leave you to make it out. unmarried, and to make choice of him you

[To Wild, and er. thought most worthy of your love; would you

Sland. Yes, yes; he has cleared you wonderprefer a brute, a monkey, one destin'd only for fully-But, pray, sir I suppose you can inform the sport of man?-Yes, take him to your bed; me how Mr Clincher came into my house? Eh! there let the beast disgorge his fulsome load in Wild. Ay-Why, you must know that the fool your fair, lovely bosom, snore out his passion in got presently as drunk as a drum; so I had him your soft embrace, and with the vapours of his tumbled into a chair, and ordered the fellows sick debauch perfume your sweet apartment.

to carry him home. Now, you must know, he Lure. Ah, nauseous, nauseous, poison! lodges but three doors off; but the boobies, it Stand. I ne'er was taught to set a value on my- seems, mistook the door, and brought him in self; but when compared to him, there modesty here, like a brace of loggerheads.

Sland. Oh yes; sad loggerheads! to mistake Stand. No, Sir Harry, I'll bring it out. a door in James's Street, for a house in Covent

[Goes into the closet. Carden—Here

Wild. Now have I told a matter of twenty lies

in a breath. Enter Servants. Take away that brute.--[Servants carry off Re-enter STANDARD, with the Hat in one hand, CLINCH.]— And you say 'twas new Burgundy,

and hauling in the Marquis with the other. Sir Harry; very strong.

Stand. Sir Harry, is this the mouse that you Wild. 'Egad, there's some trick in this matter, threw your hat at? and I shall be discovered. (Aside.] Ay, colonel Wild. I'm amaz'd! -but I must be gone; I am engaged to meet Mar. Pardie, I'm amaze too! -Colonel, I'm your humble servant.

Stand. Look'e, Monsieur Marquis, as for your

[Going. part, I shall cut your throat, sir. Stand. But, Sir Harry, where's your hat, Wild. Give me leave; I must cut his throat sir ?

first. Wild. Oh, morbleu !—These hats, gloves, Mar. Vat, bote cut my troat! Begar, mescanes, and swords, are the ruin of all our designs. sieurs, I ave but one troat.

(Aside. Stand. But where's your hat, Sir Harry?

Enter PARLY, and runs to STANDARD. Wild. I'll never intrigue again with any thing Par. Sir, the monsieur is innocent; he carne about me but what is just bound to my body. upon another design. My lady begins to be How shall I come off? -Hark ye, colonel ; penitent, and, if you make any noise, 'twill spoil in your ear; I would not have your lady hear it all. -You must know, just as I came into the room Stand. Look'e, gentlemen, I have too great a here, what should I spy but a great mouse run confidence in the virtue of my wife, to think it ning across that closet door : I took no notice, for in the power of you, or you, sir, to wrong my hofear your lady should be frightened, but, with all But I am bound to guard her reputation, my force, (d'ye see?) I flung my hat at it, and so that no attempts be made that may provoke a so threw it into the closet, and there it lies. scandal. Therefore, gentlemen, let me tell you Stand. And so, thinking to kill the mouse, it is time to desist.

[Exit. you flung your hat into that closet.

Wild. Ay, ay; so it is, faith. Come, monWild. Ay, ay, that was all ; I'll go fetch it. sieur, I inust talk with you, sir. [Ereunt.

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ACT V.

Fire. Nay, then, we soldiers have nothing to SCENE I.-STANDARD's House. do with ghosts; send for the parson.

(Sheaths his sword. Enter STANDARD and FIREBALL.

Stand. 'Tis fancy, my dear, nothing but fancy. Stand. In short, brother, a man may talk till Lure. Oh, dear colonel, I'll never lie alone doomsday of sin, hell, and damnation ; but your again ; l'ın frightened to death; I saw it twice; rhetoric will ne'er convince a lady that there's twice it stalked by my chamber-door, and, with a any thing of a devil in a handsome fellow with a hollow voice, uttered a piteous groan, fine coat. You must shew the cloven foot, ex Slund. This is strange! ghosts by day-light!pose the brute, as I have done; and though her Come, my dear, along with me ; don't shrink, virtue sleeps, her pride will surely take the we'll see to find this ghost.

(Exeunt. alarm. Fire. Ay, but if you had let me cut off one of

SCENE II.-The Street. the rogue's

ears before you sent him away— Stand. No, no; the fool has served my turn,

Enter WILDAIR, MARQUIS, and Dicky, without the scandal of a public resentment; and Wild. Dicky. the effect has shewn that my design was right: Dick. Sir. I've touch'd her very heart, and she relents Wild. Do you remember any thing of a thouapace.

sand pounds lent to my wife in Montpelier by a

French gentleman ?
Enter LUREWELL, running.

Mar. Duy, Monsieur Dicky, you remembre de Lure. Oh, my dear, save me! I'm frightened gentleman; he was one marquis. out of my life.

Dick. Marqui, sir ! I think, for my part, that Fire. Blood and fire, madam, who dare touch all the men in France are marqui's. We met you ? [Draws his sword, and stands before her. above a thousand marqui's, but the devil o'one

Lure. Oh, sir, a ghost, a ghost ! I have seen of them could lend a thousand pence, much less it twice.

a thousand pounds.

Wild. Hold, tion- What

sir ; made

you

up- Allons !

Mar. Morbleu, que dites vous, bougre le chien? | Forbear to wrong thy injur'd husband's bed; Mar. My religion, monsieur.

pray, answer me one ques- Disturb no more the quiet of the dead. (Stalks off.
you fly your country? (LUREWELL swoons, and PARLY supports her.

Par. Help! help! help!
Aed from your religion out of
Wild. So
France, and are a downright atheist in England. Enter STANDARD and FIREBALL.
A very tender conscience, truly!

Stand. Bless us! What, fainting! What's tlie Míar. Begar, monsieur, my conscience be de matter? ver tendre; he no suffre his mastre to starve, Fire. Breeding, breeding, sir. pardie.

Par. Oh, sir! we're frightened to death: here Wild. Come, sir, no ceremony; refund. has been the ghost again.

Dlar. Refunde! Vat is dat refunde? Parlez Stand. Ghost! why you're mad, sure! What François, monsieur?

ghost ? Wild. No, sir ; I tell you, in plain English, re Pur. The ghost of Angelica, Sir Harry Wildturn my money, or I'll lay you by the heels. air's wife.

Mar. Oh, begar, dere is de Anglis-man now! Stand. Angelica ! Dere is de law for me. De law ! Ecoute, mon Par. Yes, sir; and here it preached to us the sieur Sir Arry-Voyez sa-De France marquis Lord knows what, and murdered my mistress scorn de law. My broder lend your vife de mo with mere morals. ney, and here is my witness.

(Draws. Fire. A good hearing, sir ; 'twill do her good. Wild. Your evidence, sir, is very positive, and Stund. Take her in, Parly. (Parly leads out shall be examined ; but this is no place to try LUREWELL.] What can this mean, brother? the cause : we'll cross the Park into the fields; Fire. The meaning's plain. There's a design of you shall throw down the money between us, and communication between your wife and Sir Harry; the best title, upon a fair hearing, shall take it so his wife is come to forbid the banns, that's all.

Stand. No, no, brother. If I may be induced Mar. Oh, de tout mon cæur ! -Allons ! to believe the walking of ghosts, I rather fancy Fient à la tête, begar.

[E.reunt. that the rattle-headed fellow her husband has

broke the poor lady's heart, which, together with SCENE III.-LUREWELL's Apartment. the indignity of her burial, has made her uneasy

in her grave. But whatever be the cause, it's tit Enter LUREWELL and PARLY.

we imniediately find out Sir Harry, and inform Lure. Pshaw! I'm such a frighted fool ! 'Twas him.

[Exeunt. nothing but fancy--Come, Parly, get me pen and ink; I'll divert it. Sir Harry shall know SCENE IV.---The Purk. Company walking what a wife he had, I'm resolved. Though he WILDAIR and Marquis passing hastily over would not hear me speak, he'll read my letter, the Stage, one calls. sure.

(Sits down to write. Lord. Sir Harry. Ghost. (From within.] Hold !

Wild. My lord?--Monsieur, I'll follow you, Lure. Protect me!--Parly, don't leave me

(Exit Marquis. But I won't mind it.

Lord, I must talk with

you,

sir. Ghost. Hold!

Wild. Pray, my lord, let it be very short, for I Lure. Defend me! Don't you hear a voice ? was never in more haste in

my

life. Par. I thought so, madam.

Lord. May I presume, sir, to enquire the Lure. It called, Hold! I'll venture once more. cause that detained you so late last night at my

[Sits down to write. house? Ghost. Disturb no more the quiet of the dead. Wild. More mischief again ?-Perhaps, my Lure. Now it is plain. I heard the words. lord, I may not presume to inform you.

Par. Deliver us, madam, and forgive us our Lord. Then, perhaps, sir, I may presume to sins !-What is it?

extort it from

you.

Wild. Look ye, my lord, don't frown; it spoils Enter Ghost; LUREWELL and Parly shriek, your face. But if you must know, your lady and run to a corner of the Stage.

owes me two hundred guineas, and that sum Í Ghost. Behold the airy form of wrong'd Ange- will presume to extort from your lordship. lica,

Lord. Two hundred guineas ! Have you any Forc'd from the shades below, to vindicate her thing to shew for it? fame.

Wild. Ha, ha, ha !-Shew for it, my lord; I Forbear, malicious woman, thus to load

shewed quint and quatorze for it; and to a man With scandalous reproach the grave of inno- of honour, that's as firm as a bond and judgment.

Lord. Come, sir, this won't pass upon me; Repent, vain woman!

I'm a man of honour. Thy matrimonial vow is register'd above,

Wild. Honour! ha, ha, ha !- 'Tis very strange And all the breaches of that solemn faith that some men, though their education be ever Are register'd below. I'm sent to warn thee to so gallant, will ne'er learn breeding! Look ye, repent.

my lord, when you and I were under the tuition

sir.

cence.

of our governors, and conversed only with old Mar. Allons ! allons ! stripe, stripe ! Cicero, Livy, Virgil, Plutarch, and the like; why, Wild. No, no, sir, I never strip to engage a then such a man was a villain, and such a one man; I fight as I dance. -Come, sir, down was a man of honour : but now, that I have with the money. known the court, a little of what they call the beau Mar. Dere it is, pardie. (Lays down the bag monde and the bel esprit, I find that honour looks between them.] Allons ! as ridiculous as Roman buskins upon your lord

Enter Dicky, and gives WILDAIR a gun. ship, or my full peruke upon Scipio Africanus.

Lord. Why should you think so, sir? Morbleu! que sa?

Wild. Because the world's improved, my lord, Wild. Now, monsieur, if you offer to stir, I'll and we find that this honour is a very trouble- shoot you through the head.—Dicky, take up the some and impertinent thing--Cann't we live to money, and carry it home. gether like good neighbours and Christians, as Dick. Here it is, faith ; and if my master be they do in France? I lend you my coach, I bor- killed, the money's my own. row yours; you dine with me, I sup with you ; Mar. Oh, morbleu! de Anglis-man be one I lie with your wife, and you lie with mine.- coward. Honour ! that's such an impertinence !--Pray, Wild. Ha, ha, ha!- Where is your French polimy lord, hear me. What does your honour think tique now ? Come, monsieur, you must know I of murdering your friend's reputation; making a scorn to fight any man for my own; but now jest of his misfortunes ; cheating him at cards; we're upon the level; and since you have been debauching his bed; or the like?

at the trouble of putting on your habiliments, I Lord. Why, rank villainy.

must requite your pains. So, come on, sir. Wild. Pish! pish! nothing but good manners ; (Luys down the gun, and uses his sword, excess of good manners. Why, you ha'n't been Mar. Come on! For vat, wen de money is at court lately. There, 'tis the only practice to gone? De France-man fight vere dere is no proshew our wit and breeding -as, for instance: fit ! Pardonnez moi, pardie. your friend reflects upon you when absent, be

[Sits down to pull off his pumps. cause 'tis good manners; rallies you when pre Wild. Hold, hold, sir ; you must fight. Tell bent, because 'tis witty; cheats you at piquet, to me how you came by this picture? shew he has been in France; and lies with your Mar. (Starting up.] Why, den, begar, Monwife, to shew he's a man of quality.

sieur Chevalier, since de money be gone, me vill Lord. Very well, sir.

speak de verite.—Pardie, monsieur, me did make Wild. In short, my lord, you have a wrong de cuckle of you, and your vife send me de picnotion of things. Should a man with a hand ture for my pain. some wife revenge all affronts done to his honour, Wild. Look ye, sir, if I thought you had merit poor White, Chaves, Morris, Locket, Pawlet, and enough to gain a lady's heart froni me, I would Pontack, were utterly ruined.

shake hands immediately, and be friends; but as Lord. How so, sir?

I believe you to be a vain, scandalous liar, I'll cut Wild. Because, my lord, you must run all their your throat.

[They fight. customers quite through the body. Were it not

Enter STANDARD and FIREBALL, who part for abusing your men of honour, taverns and cho

them. colate-houses could not subsist; and were there but a round tax laid upon scandal and false po Stand. Hold, hold, gentlemen.—Brother, selitics, we men of figure would find it much heavier cure the marquis.—Come, Sir Harry, put up; I than four shillings in the pound. —Come, come, have something to say to you very serious. my lord; no more on't: for shame; your bonour Wild. Say it quickly then; for I am a little is safe enough, for I have the key of its back-door out of humour, and want something to make me in my pocket

(Runs off. laugh. Lord. Sir, I shall meet you another time.

[As they talk, Marquis dresses, and FIRE(Exit.

BALL helps him.

Stand. Will what's very serious make you SCENE V.-The Fields.

laugh?

Wild. Most of all. Enter Marquis, wilh a Servant, currying his

Stand. Pshaw! pray, Sir Harry, tell me what fighting equipage, pumps, cap, &c. He dresses

made you leave your wife? himself accordingly, and flourishes about the

Wild. Ha, ha, ha!-I knew it. —Pray, coSlage.

lonel, what makes you stay with your wife? Mar. Sa, sa, sa, fient à la tête. Sa, embara Stand. Nay, but pray answer me directly; I cade: quart sur redouble. Hey!

beg it as a favour.

Wild. Why then, colonel, you must know we Enter WILDAIR.

were a pair of the most happy, toying, foolish Wild. Ha, ha, ha !—The devil! must I fight people in the world, till she got, I don't know with a tumbler? These French are as great fops how, a crotchet of jealousy in her head. This in their quarrels as in their amours.

made her frumpish ; but we had ne'er an angry

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