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They're lyars and thieves,
And he that believes
A bubble that always deceives, 380
Mervin, Theodosia, Fanny, Gipsies.
Fan. Oh! mercy, dear—The gentleman is so bold, 'tis well if he does not bring us into trouble. Who knows but this may be a justice of peace! and see, he's following them into the garden!
1st Gip. Well, 'tis all your seeking, Fan.
Fan. We shall have warrants to take us up, I'll be hang'd else. We had better run away, the servants will come out with sticks to lick us.
Mer. Cursed ill fortune—[Here Mervin returns with gipsies.']—She's gone, and, perhaps, I shall not have another opportunity—And you, ye blundering block
head, I won't give you a halfpenny Why did you
not clap too the garden door, when I called to you, before the young lady got in? The key was on the outside, which would have given me some time for an explanation. 356
sd Gip. An please your honour I was dubus.
Mer. Dubus! plague choak ye However, it is
some satisfaction that I have been able to let her see Fy
me, and know where I am [Turning to the gipsies, xuha go off.]——Go, get you gone, all of you, about your business. 402
Tie. Disappeared, fled! [Theodosia appears in the pavilion.]—Oh, how unlucky this is !—Could he not have patience to wait a moment?
Mer. I know not what to resolve on.
Mer. I'll go back to the garden-door.
Mer. What do I see !—'Tis she, 'tis she herself!—
Oh, Theodosia! Shall I climb the wall and come
up to you? 412
The. No; speak softly: Sir Harry and my Lady sit below at the end of the walk—How much am I obliged to you for taking this trouble.
Mer. When their happiness is at stake, what is it men will not attempt ?—Say but you love me.
The. What proof would you have me give you ?—I know but of one: if you please I am willing to go off with you. 420
Mer. Are you!—Would to Heaven I had brought a carriage!
The. How did you come ?—Have you not horses?
Mer. No; there's another misfortune. To avoid
suspicion, there being but one little public-house in the village, I dispatched my servant with them, about an hour ago, to wait for me at a town twelve miles distant, whither I pretended to go; but alighting a mile off", I equipt myself, and came back as you see: neither can we, nearer than this town, get a postchaise. 331 The. You say you have made a confidant of the miller's son :—return to your place of rendezvous :—' my father has been asked this moment, by Lord Aimworth, who is in the garden, to take a walk with him down to the mill: they will go before dinner; and it shall be hard if I cannot contrive to be one of the company.
Mcr. And what then 439 The. Why, in the mean time, you may devise some method to carry me from hence: and I'll take care you shall have an opportunity of communicating it to me.
Mer. Well, but dear Theodosia
The. Hist, hist! I hear my mother call
Pr'ythee be gone;
We'll meet anon:
Catch this, and this
Blow me a hiss
Farewell! and yet a moment stay;
Something beside I had to say:
Well, 'tis forget;
No matter what
Love grant us grace;
The mill's the place:
Fan. Please your honour, you were so kind as to say you would remember my fellow-travellers for their trouble: and they think I have gotten the money. 461
Mer. Oh, here; give them this—[Gives her money..] And for you, my dear little pilot, you have brought me so cleverly through my business, that I must
Fan. Oh, Lord!—your honour—[Mervin hisses her."\ Pray don't kiss me again.
Mcr. Again, and again. There's a thought
come into my head.—Theodosia will certainly have no objection to putting on the dress of a sister of mine. —So, and so only we may escape to-night.—This girl, for a little money, will provide us with necessaries. • 472
Fan. Dear gracious! I warrant you, now, I am as red as my petticoat: why would you royster and touzle one so ?—If Ralph was to see you, he'd be as jealous as the vengeance.
Mer. Hang Ralph 1 Never mind him.—There's a guinea for thee.
Fan. What, a golden guinea? 479
Mer. Yes; and if thou art a good girl, and do as I desire thee, thou shalt have twenty.
Fan. Ay, but not all gold.
Mer. As good as that is.
Fan. Shall I though, if I does as you bids me >
Fan. Precious heart! He's a sweet gentleman I— Icod I have a great mind
Mer. What art thou thinking abci:t?
Fan. Thinking, your honour ?—Ha, ha, ha!
Mer. Indeed, so merry. 490
Fan. I don't know what I am thinking about, not I—Ha, ha, ha !—Twenty guineas!
Mer. I tell thee thou shalt have them.
Fan. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha I
Mer. By Heaven I am serious.
Fan. Ha, ha, ha!—Why then I'll do whatever your honour pleases.
Mer. Stay here a little, to see that all keeps quiet: you'll find me presently at the mill, where we'll talk farther. 500
Yes, 'tis decreed, thou maid divine!
Why should we dally;