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those of our country, be easily evaded; and Heart. Do you think, my dear, that he is though reason may suggest some disagreeable re- much troubled with these qualities? flections, yet when the stroke is to be given, we Miss Hur. Pray indulge me, sir. must submit to it. Miss Har. He still continues in his error, and

Heart. I beg your pardon.-'Your humility I cannot undeceive himn.

[Aside.

and modesty will not suffer you to perceive it.' Heurt. Shall I take the liberty of telling you, [Writes.) So. my dear. (Taking her hand.] You tremble, Har

Miss Har." Every thing tells

you,

that it is riet! What is the matter with you?

you that I love.' Miss Har. Nothing, sir. Pray, go on.

Heart. Very well. * Heart. I guess whence proceeds all your un

[Writes. easiness. You fear that the world will not be derstand me?

Miss Har. Yes : you that I love; do you une so readily convinced of this young gentleman's merit as you are: and, indeed, I could wish it is you that I love. This is very plain, my

Heart. O, yes, yes ! I understand you—that him more deserving of you; but your regard dear. for him gives him a merit he otherwise would have wanted, and almost makes me blind to his Miss Har. I would have it so.' And though frailties.

I am already bound in gratitude to you'Miss Har. And would you advise me, sir, to make choice of this young gentleman?

Heart. In gratitude to Mr. Clackit? Heart. I would advise you, as I always have

Miss Har. Pray, write, sir. done, to consult your own heart upon such an

Heart. Well-In gratitude to you.'— occasion.

Miss Har. If that is your advice, I will most [Writes.] I must write what she would have me. religiously follow it; and, for the last time, I

[Aside. an resolved to discover my real sentiments; but, as a confession of this kind will not be Miss Har. “ Yet my passion is a most disincome me, I have been thinking of some interested one.'nocent stratagem to spare my blushes, and in Heart." Most disinterested one.' Writes. part to relieve me from the shame of a de Miss Har. • And to convince you, that you claration. Might I be permitted to write to owe much more to my affections'him?

Heart. And, then? Heart. I think you may, my dear, without the least offence to your delicacy! And, in Miss Har. ' I could wish that I had not erdeed, you ought to explain yourself; your late

perienced misunderstanding makes it absolutely neces

Hart. Stay, stay: Had not experiencedsary.

Writes. iriss Har. Will you be kind enough to assist Miss Har. “ Your tender care of me in my me? Will you write for me,

sir?

infancy'Heart. Oh, most willingly! And as I am made a party, it will remove all objections.

Heurt. (Disturbed.] What did you say? Did Miss Har. I will dictate to you in the best manner I am able.

[Sighing.

I hear right, or am I in a dream? Aside. Heart. And here is pen, ink, and paper, to

Miss Har. Why have I declared myself? obey your commands. [Draws the table. He'll hate me for my folly.

Aside.

Heurt. Harriet! Miss Har. How my heart beats! I fear I

Miss Har. Sir! cannot go through it.

[Aside. Heart. Now, my dear, I am ready. Don't be

Heart. To whom do you write this letter?

Miss Har, To-to-Mr. Clackitdisturbed. He is certainly a man of family;

is it not? and though he has some little faults, time, and

Heart. You must not mention then the care your virtues, will correct them. Come, what shall I write?

(Preparing to write. of your infancy; it would be ridiculous. Miss Har. Pray, give me a moment's thought.

Miss Har. It would indeed; I own it; it is Tis a terrible task, Mr. Heartly.

improper. Heart. I know it is. Don't hurry yourrelf:

Heart. What, did it escape you in your conI shall wait with patience. Come, Miss Har

fusion? rict

Miss Har. It did, indeed.

Heart. What must I put in its place? Miss Har. [Dictating.] ' It is in vain for me Miss Hur. Indeed I don't know. I have to conceal froin one of your understanding the said more than enough to make myself undersecrets of my heart.'

stood. Heart. * The secrets of my heart.'

Heart. Then, I'll only finish your letter with

[Writing. the usual compliment, and send it away. Miss Har.' Though your humility and mo Miss Har. Yes; send it away; if you think I desty will not suffer you to perceive it,' ought to send it.

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Heart. [Troubled.] Ought to send it! Who's so much upon his guard against the approaches there?

of vanity, yet he will find himself weak in that

quarter. Had not my reason made a little Enter a Servant.

stand against my presumption, I might have in

terpreted some of Harriet's word's in my own Carry this letter

favour; but--I may well blush, though alone, (An action escapes from HARRIET, as if to at my extravagant folly !-Can it be possible,

hinder the sending the letter.] that so young a creature should even cast a Is it not for Mr. Clackit?

thought of that kind upon me? Upon me! PreMiss Har. (Peevishly.] Who can it be for i sumptuous vanity !-No, no; I will do ber and

Heart. [To the Servant.] Here, take this let- myself the justice to acknowledge, that, for a ter to Mr. Clackit. [Gives a letter.]

very few slight appearances, there are a thou

[Erit Servant. sand reasons that destroy so ridiculous a supMiss Har. What a terrible situation ! position.

TAside. Heart. I am thunderstruck ! Aside.

Enter Sur CHARLES. Miss Har. I cannot speak another word. Sir Cha. Well, Mr. Heartly, wbat are we to

Aside. hope for? Heart. My prudence fails me ! Aside.

Heart. Upon my word, sir, I am still in the Miss Har. He disapproves my passion, and I dark; we puzzle about, indeed, but we don't shall die with confusion !

[Aside. get forward.

Sir Cha. Wbat the devil is the meaning of all Enter Lucr.

tbis? There never sure were lovers so difficult

to bring together. But have you not been a litLucy. The conversation is over, and I inay tle too rough with the lady? For as I passed by appear. [Aside.] Sir Charles is without, sir, and her but now, she seemed a little out of humour; is impatient to know your determination. May and, upon my faith, not the less beautiful for å he be permitted to see you?

little pouting. Heart. (Aside.] I must retire to conceal my Heart. Upon my word, Sir Charles, what I weakness.

[Exit. can collect from her behaviour is, that your ne Lucy. Upon my word, this is very whim- phew is not so much in her gond graces, as he sical! -What is the reason, miss, that your made you believe. guardian is gone away without giving me an Sir Cha. 'Eyad, like enough. But, hold, hold! answer?

this must be looked a little into: If it is so, I Miss Har. What a contempt he must have would be glad to know, why, and wherefore, I for me, to behave in this manner! [Erit. have been made so ridiculous. Eh, Mr. Heartly,

Lucy. Extremely well this, and equally fool- does he take me for his fool, his beast, his Merry ish on both sides ! But wliat can be the mean-Andrew? By the Lord Harrying of it? Ho, ho, I think I have a glimmer Heart. In him, a little vanity is excusable. ing at last. Suppose she should not like young Sir Cha. I am his vanity's humble servant for Shatterbrains after all; and, indeed, she bas that, though. never absolutely said she did ; who knows but Heart. He is of an age, Sir Charlesshe has at last opened her mind to iny good Sir Chu. Ay, of an age to be very impertimaster, and he, finding her taste (like that of nent; but I shall desire him to be less free with other girls at her age) most particularly ridicu- his uncle for the future, I assure him. lous, has not been so complaisant as he used to be. What a shame it is, that I don't know

Enter Lucy. more of this matter, a wench of spirit as I am, a favourite of my mistress, and as inquisitive as Lucy. I have it, I have it, gentlemen! You I ought to be! It is an affront to my charac- need not puzzle any more about the matter. I ter, and I must have satisfaction inmediately. have got the secret. I know the knight-errant [Going.] I will go directly to my young inistress; that has wounded our distressed lady. teaze her to death, till I am at the bottom of Sir Cha. Well, and who, and what, child? this; and if threatening, soothing, scolding, Lucy. What, has not she told you, sir? whimpering, crying, and lying, will not prevail,

[To HEARTLY. I will e'en give her warning, and go upon the

Heart. Not directly. stage. [Erit. Lucy. So much the better.

What pleasure it is to discover a secret, and then tell it to all Enter HEARILY.

the world! I pressed her so much, that she at

last confessed. Heart. The more I reflect upon what has Sir Cha. Well, what? passed, the more I am convinced, that she did Lucy. That, in the first place, she did not like not intend writing to this young fellow. Wbat your nephew. am I to think of it then? Let a man be ever

Sir Cha. And I told the puprý so.

Lucy. That she had a most mortal antipathy Sir Cha. Do you hear the puppy? [TO Lucy. for the young men of this age; and that she had Heart. It is time to clear up all mistakes. settled her affections upon one of riper years, Sir Cha. Now for it. and riper understanding.

Heart. Miss Harriet, sir, was not destined for Sir Cha. Indeed !

you. Lucy. And that she expected from a lover in Young Cla. What do you say, sir. his autumn, more affection, more complaisance, Heart. That the young lady has fixed her afmore constancy, and inore discretion of course. sections upon another ! Heart. This is very particular.

Young Cla. Upon another? Sir Cka. Ay, but it is very prudept for all Sir Cha. Yes, sir, another: That is English, that.

sir; and you may translate it into French, if you Lucy. In short, as she had openly declared like it better. against the nephew, I took upon me to speak of Young Cla. Vous êtes bien drole, mon oncle. his uncle.

-Ha, ha! Sir Cha. Of ine, child?

Sir Cha. Ay, ay, show your teeth, you have Lucy. Yes, of you, sir And she did not nothing else for it. But she has fixed her heart say me nay, but cast such a look, and fetched upon another, I tell you. such a sigh, that if ever I looked, and sighed in Young Cla. Very well, sir; extremely well, my life, I know how it is with her.

Sir Cha. And that other, sir, is one to whom Sir Cha. What the devil! Why, surely-Eh, you owe great respect. Lucy? You joke for certain. Mr. Heartly! Eh? Young Cla. I am his most respectful humble

Lucy. Indeed I do not, sir. 'Twas in vain servant. for me to say, that nothing could be so ridicu Sir Cha. You are a fine youth, my sweet nelous as such a choice. Nay, sir, I went a little phew, to tell me a story of a cock and a bull, of farther you'll excuse me), and told her-Good you and the young lady, when you have no more God, madam! said I, why, he is old and gouty, interest in her than the czar of Muscovy. asthmatic, rheumatic, sciatic, spleen-atic — It Young Cla. (Smiling.] But, my dear uncle, signified nothing; she had determined.

don't

carry this jest too far-I shall begin to be Sir Cha. But you need not have told her all uneasy. that.

Sir Cha. Ay, ay; I know your vanity: You Heart. I am persuaded, Sir Charles, that a think now, that the women are all for you young good heart and a good mind will prevail more fellows. with that young lady, than the most fashionable Young Cla. Nine hundred and ninety-nine in accomplishments.

a thousand, I believe, uncle: Ha, ha, ha! Sir Chu. I'll tell you what, neighbour, 1 have Sir Cha. You'll make a damned foolish figure had my days, and have been well received anong by and by, Jack ! the ladies, I have. But, in truth, I am rather in Young Cla. Whoever my precious rival is, he my winter, than my autumn; she must mean must prepare himself for a little humility; for somebody else. Now I think again, it can't be be he ever so mighty, my dear uncle, I have that me. No, no; it can't be me.

in my pocket will lower his top-sails for him. Lucy. But I tell you it is, sir. You are the

Searching his pockets. man. Her stars bave decreed it; and what they Sir Cha. Well, what's that? decree, though ever so ridiculous, must come to Young Cla. A fourteen pounder only, my good pass.

uncle-A letter from the lady. Sir Cha. Say you so? Why, then, monsieur

[Takes it out of his pocket-book. nephew, I shall have a little laugh with you, ha, Sir Cha. What, to you? ha, ha! The tit bit is not for, you, my nice sir. Young Cla. To me, sir—This moment reYour betters must be serveil before you. But ceived, and overflowing with the tenderest senhere he comes. Not a word, for your life. We'll timents. laugh at him most triumphantly, ha, ha! but Sir Cha. To vou ! mum, mum.

Young Cla. Most undoubcedly. She reproaches

me with my excessive modesty. There can be no Enter YOUNG CLACKIT.

mistake.

Sir Cha, What letter is this he chatters about? [Music plays without.]

(TO HEARTLY. Young Cla. That will do most diyinely well! Heart. One written by me, and dictated by Bravu ! bravo ! Messieurs Vocal and Instrumen- the young lady. tal! Stay in that chamber, and I will let you Sir Cha. What! sent by her to him? know the time for your appearance. (To the

Heart. I believe so. Musicians.)– Meeting, by accident, with some Sir Cha. Well, but then-How the devil. artists of the string, and niy particular friends, Mrs. Lucy !Eh!What becomes of your fine I have brought them to celebrate Miss Har- story? riet's and my approaching happiness.

Lucy. I don't understand it, [To HEARTLY. Sir Cha. Nor I!

Heart. (Hesitating.] Nor-I-

sixty-five, nay, just entering into his sixty-sixth Young Cla. But I do; and so you will all pre-yearsently. Well, my dear uncle, what! are you Young Cla. O Misericorde! What, is my unAstonished, petrified, annihilated ?

cle my rival! Nay, then, I shall burst, by JuSir Cha. With your iinpudence, Jack !-But piter! Ha, ha, ha! I'll see it out.

Miss Har. Don't imagine, sir, that, to me

your age is any fault. Enter Miss HARRIST.

Sir Cha. [Bowing.) You are very obliging,

madam, Miss Har. Bless me, Mr. Heartly! what is Miss Har. Neither is it, sir, a merit of that all this music for in the next room!

extraordinary nature, that I should sacrifice 10 Young Cla. I brought the gentlemen of the it an inclination which I have conceived for string, mademoiselle, to convince you, that I another. feel, as I ought, the honour you have done me Sir Cha. How is this?

Showing the letter.) But, for Heaven's Youny Cla. Another! not you—mind that, sake, be sincere a little with these good folks : uncle. They tell me here, that I am nobody, and there Lucy. What is the meaning of all this? is another happier than myself; and, for the soul Young Cla. Proof positive, uncle-and very of me, I don't know how to believe thein, ha, positive. ha, ha!

Sir Cha. I have been led into a mistake, maSir Cha. Let us hear miss speak.

dam, which I hope you will excuse; and I have Miss Har. It is a most terrible task: but I made myself very ridiculous, which I hope I shall am compelled to it; and to hesitate any longer forget : And so, madam, I am your humble serwould be injurious to my guardian, his friend, vant.---This young lady has something very exthis

young gentleman, and my own character. traordinary about her! Young Cla. Most judicious, upon my soul.

Heart. What I now see, and the remembrance Sir Cha. Hold your tongue, Jack.

of what is past, force me to break silence. Young Cla. I am dumb.

Young Cla. Ay, now for it. Hear him, hear Miss Har. You have all been in an error. My him! bashfulness may bave deceived you—My heart Heart. O my Harriet! I, too, must be disnever did.

graced in my turn. Can you think, that I have Young Cla. C'est vrai.

seen and conversed with you unmoved? InMiss Har. Therefore, before I declare my deed I have not. The more I was sensible of sentiments, it is proper that I disavow any your merit, the stronger were my motives to engagement: But at the same time must con- stifle the ambition of my heart. But now I can fess

no longer resist the violence of my passion, which Young Cla. Ho-ho!

casts me at your feet, the most unworthy, inMiss Har. With fear and shame confess deed, of all your admirers, but of all the most Young Cla. Courage, mademoiselle !

affectionate. Miss Har. That another, not you, sir, has Young Cla. So, so! the moon has changed, gained a power over my heart.

and the grown gentlemen begin to be frisky! [To Young CLACKIT. Lucy. What, my master in love, too! I'll Sir Cha. Another, not you; mind that, Jack. never trust these tye-wigs again. (Aside. Ha, ha!

Mis Har. I have refused my hand to Sir Miss Har. It is a power, indeed, which he Charles and this young gentleman: The one acdespises. I cannot be deceived in his conduct.cuses me of caprice, the other of singularity; -Modesty may tie the tongue of our sex, but Should I refuse my hand a third time [Smiling:] silence in him could proceed only from con- I might draw upon myself a more severe retempt.

proach; and therefore I accept your favour, sir, Sir Cha. Ilow prettily she reproaches me !- and will endeavour to deserve it. But I'll soon make it up with her.

Heurt. And thus I seal my acknowledgments; Miss Har. As to that letter, sir, your error and from lienceforth devote my every thought, there is excusable; and I own myself in that and all my services, to the author of my happiparticular a little blameable. But it was not my ness.

[Kisses her hand. fault that it was sent to you; and the contents Sir Cha. Well, my dear discreet nephew, are must have told you, that it could not possibly be you satisfied with the fool's part you have given meant for you.

[T, Young Clackit. me, and played yourself, in the farce? Sir Cha. Proof positive, Jack : Say no more. Young Cia. What would you have me say, Now is my time to begin. Hem! hem !-Sweet sir? I am too much a philosopher to fret myself, young lady !-hem! whose charms are so mighty, because the wind, which was east this morning, so far transcending every thing that we read of is now west. The poor girl, in pique, has killed in history or fable, how could you possibly think herself, to be revenged on me; but, bark ye, sir, that iny silence proceeded from contempi? Was I believe Heartly will be cursed mad to have me it natural or prudent, think youg for a man of live in his neighbourhood.-A word to the 1

wise

Sir Cha. Thou hast a most incorrigible vanity, what a sense I have of my happiness, and how Jack, and nothing can cure thee. Mr. Heart!y, much I shall endeavour to deserve it. I have sense enough, and friendship enough, not to be uneasy at your happiness.

For

every charm that ever yet blessed youth, Heart. I hope, Sir Charles, that we shall still Accept compliance, tenderness, and truth; continue to live as neighbours and friends. For My friendly care shall change to grateful love, you, my Harriet, words cannot express my won And the fond husband still the GUARDIAN Her or myjoy; my future conduct inust tell you

prove.

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