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I had much rather that the rest of the family were annihilated, than that she should leave us. Another part of the Garden. LOVEWELL and Her yulgar father, that's the very abstract of

FANNY. 'Change-alley-the aunt, that's always endeavouring to be a fine lady and the pert sister, tress! it overcomes all my resolutions, and I am

Loo. My dear Fanny, I cannot bear your disfor eyer shewing that she is one, are horrid company indeed, and without her, would be intoler prepared for the discovery.

Fan. But how can it be effected before my deable. Ah, la petite Fanchon! she's the thing: isn't she, Canton?

Lov. I'll tell you.Cun. Dere is very good sympatie entre vous, entertain a visible partiality for you; and, pot

Lord Ogleby seems to and dat young lady, mi lor. Lord O... I'll not be lett among these Goths I am sure that he is humane at the bottom. He

withstanding the peculiarities of his behaviour, and Vandals, your Sterlings, your Heidelbergs, is vain

to an excess; but with al extremely good. and Devilbergs--if she goes, I'll positively go natured, and would do any thing to recommend too. Can. In de same post-chay, mi lor? You have of our marriage to him immediately. It will come

himself to a lady -Do you open the whole affair no objection to dat, I believe, nor mademoiselle with more irresistible persuasion from you than neither too-ha, ha, ha! Lord Og. Pr’ythee hold thy foolish tongue; friendship and protection at once. His influence

from myself; and I doubt not but you'll gain his Cant. Does thy Swiss stupidity imagine that I can see and talk with a fine girl without desires and authority will put an end to Sir John's soli

-My eyes are involuntarily attracted by beau- citations, remove your aunt's and sister's unkind. tiful objects-I fly as naturally to a fine girl

ness and suspicions, and, I hope, reconcile your Cun. As de fine girl to you, my lor, ha, ha, ha! father and the whole family to our marriage you alway fly togedre like un pair de pigeons

Fan. Heaven grant it! Where is my lord? Lord Og. Like un pair de pigeons[Mocks

Lov. I have heard him and Canton, since dinner,

singing French songs him.)-Vous etes un sot, Mons. Canton-Thou

under the great walnutart always dreaming of my intrigues, and never

tree by the parlour-door. If you meet with him seest me badiner but you suspect soine mischief, in the garden, you may disclose the

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diately. you old fool, you. Lan. I am fool , I confess, but not always fool Any thing is better than this continual anxiety,

Fun. Dreadful as the task is, I'N do it. in dat, m" lor, he, he, he! Lord og. He, he, he!Thou art incorrigi- appear to second you.—Ha: here comes my

Lov. By that time the discovery is made, I will ble, but thy absurdities amuse one. Thou art

lord.—Now, my dear Fanny, summon up all like my rappee here, (Takes out his bor.) a most ridiculous superfluity, but a pinch of thee now your spirits, plead our cause powerfully, and be

sure of success.and then is a mosi delicious treat.

(Going Cun. You do me great honeur, mi lor.

Fun. Ah, don't leave me ! Lord Og. 'Tis fact, upon my soul. Thou art

Lov. Nay, you must let me.

Fun. Well, since it properly my cephalic snuff, and art no bad me

pust be so, I?ll obey you, if dicine against megrims, vertigoes, and profound

I have the power. Oh, Lovewell! thinking—ha, ha, ha!

Lov. Consider, our situation is very critical.

To-morrow morning is fixed for our departure, Can. Your flatterie, my lor, vil make me too

and if we lose this opportunity, we may wish in prode. Lord Og. The girl has some little partiality vain for another. He approaches I must re

tire.for me, to be sure: but pr’ythee, Cant. is not Speak, my dear Fanny, speak, and

make that Miss Fanny yonder?

us happy!

(Exit. Can. [Looking with a glass.] En verité, ’tis what shall I do? What shall I say to him? I am

Fun. Good Heaven ! what a situation am she, my lor—'tis one of de pigeons-de pigeons d'amour.

all confusion. Lord Og. Don't be ridiculous, you old mon Enter Lord OGLEBY and CANTON. key.

(Smiling. Can. I am monkee, I am ole, but I have eye, Lord Og. To see so much beauty so solitary, I have ear, and a little understand, now and den. madam, is a satire upon mankind, and’tis fortunate Lord Og. Taisez vous, bête !

that one man has broke in upon your reverie for Can. Elle vous attend, my lor. She vil make the credit of our sex. I say one, madam: for a love to you.

poor Canton here,from age and infirmities, stands Lord Og. Will she? Have at her then ! A fine for nothing. girl cann't oblige me more e-Egad, I find myself Can. Noting at all, indeed. a little enjoué-Come along, Cant.! she is' but Fun. Your lordship does me great honour. in the next walk-but there is such a deal of this I had a favour to request, my lord ! damned crinkum-crankum, as Sterling calls it, Lord Og. A favour, madam!—To be hom that one sees people for half an hour before one noured with your commands, is an inexpressible can get to them-Allons, Mons. Canton, allons, favour done to me, madam. donc !

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the honour of a moment's -What is the matter | Speak, I beseech you, or I shall divine the cause with me?

(Aside. before you utter it. Lord Og. The girl's confused —He ! Fan. Then, my lord, Sir John's addresses are here's somethinginthie wind, faith—I'll have a tete- not only shocking to me in themselves, but are a-tête with her

Allez vous en! [To CANTON. more particularly disagreeable to me at this time pauvre mademoiselle ! my

(Hesitating. lor, have pitié upon

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poor pigeone !

Lord Og. As what, madam ? Lord Og. I'll knock you down, Cant. if you're Fan. As-pardon my confusion-I am entirely impertinent.

(Smiling. devoted to another. Can. Den I mus away. [Shuffles along.) Lord Og. If this is not plain, the devil's in it You are mosh please, for all dat. [ Aside and exit. (Aside.) But tell me, my dear Miss Fanny,

Fan. I shall sink with apprehension.. [Aside. for I must know; tell me the how, the when, and

Lord Og. What a sweet girl-she's a civi- the where--Tell me-
lized being, and atones for the barbarism of the
rest of the family,

Enter CANTON hastily.
Fun. My lord? 1 [She curtsies and blushes. Can. My lor, my lor, my lor!

Lord Og. [Addressing her.] I look upon it, ma Lord Oy. Damn your Swiss impertinence ! how dam, to be one of the luckiest circumstances of durst you interrupt me in the most critical meltmy life, that I have this moment the honour of ing moment that ever love and beauty honoured receiving your commands, and the satisfaction of me with ? confirming with my tongue, what my eyes perhaps Can. I demande pardonne, my lor! Sir John have but too weakly expressed--that I am lite- Melvil, my lor, sent me to beg you do him de horally—the humblest of your servants.

neur to speak a little to your lordship. Fan. I think myself greatly honoured by your Lord Og. I'm not at leisure-I am busy-Get lordship’s partiality to me; but it distresses me, away, you stupid old dog, you Swiss rascal, or that I am obliged in my present situation to apply I'llto it for protection,

Cun. Fort bien, my lor.
Lord Og. I am happy in your distress, madam,

(CANTON goes out on tiptoe. because it gives me an opportunity to shew my Lord Og. By the laws of gallantry, madam, Zeal. Beauty to me is a religion in which I was this interruption should be death ; but as no puborn and bred a bigot, and would die a martyr. nishment ought to disturb the triumph of the softer

-I'm in tolerable spirits, faith! (Aside. passions, the criminal is pardoned and dismissed. Fun. There is not, perhaps, at this moment, a Let us return, madam, to the highest luxury of more distressed creature than myself. Affection, exalted minds-a declaration of love from the lips duty, hope, despair, and a thousand different sen of beauty. timents, are struggling in my bosom; and even Fan. The entrance of a third person has a the

presence of your lordship, to whom I have little relieved me, but I cannot go through with flown for protection, adds to my perplexity. it; and yet I must open my heart with a discovery, Lord Og. Does it, madam ? --Venus forbid ! or it will break with its burthen. (Aside.

-My old fault; the devil's in me, I think, for Lord Og. What passion in her eyes! I am perplexing young women. (Aside and smiling.] alarmed to agitation. [ Aside.] I presume, madam, Take courage, madam! Dear Miss Fanny, explain. and, as you have flattered me, by making me a

-You have a powerful advocate in my breast, party concerned, I hope you'll excuse the preI assure you—My heart, madam—1 am at sumption) that tached to you by all the laws of sympathy and Fan. Do you excuse my making you a party delicacy. -By my honour, I am.

concerned, my lord, and let me interest your heart Fan. Then I will venture to unburthen my in my behalf, as my future happiness or misery in mind — Sir John Melvil, my lord, by the most a great measure dependsmisplaced and mistimed declaration of affection Lord Og. Upon me, madam? for me, has made me the unhappiest of women. Fun. Upon you, my lord.

(Sighs. Lord Oy. How, madam! Has Sir John made Lord Og. There's no standing this : I have his addresses to you?

caught the infection-her tenderness dissolves Fan. He has, my lord, in the strongest terms.

(Sighs. But I hope it is needless to say, that my duty to Fan. And should you too severely judge of a my father, love to my sister, and regard to the rash action which passion prompted, and modeswhole family, as well as the great respect I enter. ty has long concealedtain for your lordship, [Curtseying:] made me Lord Og. (Taking her hand.] Thou amiable shudder at his addresses.

creature, command my heart, for it is vanquished. Lord Og. Charming girl !-Proceed, my dear Speak but thy virtuous wishes, and enjoy them. Miss Fanny, proceed!

Fan. I cannot, my lord ; indeed, I cannot. Mr Fan. In a moment-give me leave, my lord! Lovewell must tell you my distresses ; and when

But if what I have to disclose should be re you know them, pity and protect me. ceived with anger or displeasure

(Exit in teurs. Lord Og. Impossible, by all the tender powers ! Lord Og. How the devil could I bring her to

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this? It is too much too much I cann't bear Sterl. With all my heart, my lord ! it-I must give way to this amiable weakness. Lord Og. You see, Mr Sterling, we can make [Wipes his eyes.) My heart overflows with sym no union in our families by the proposed marriage. pathy, and I feel every tenderness I have inspired. Steri. And I am very sorry to see it, my lord. Stijles a tear.] How blind have I been to the Lord Og. Have you set your heart upon being desolation I have made! How could I possibly allied to our house, Mr Sterling! imagine that a little partial attention and tender Sterl. "Tis my only wish at present, my omnium, civilities to this young creature should have ga as I may call it. thered to this burst of passion! Can I be a man, Lord Og. Your wishes shall be fulfilled. and withstand it? No--I'll sacrifice the whole Sterl. Shall they, my lord ! but how-how? sex to her. But here comes the father, quite Lord Og. I'll marry in your family. apropos. I'll open the matter immediately, settle Sterl. What ! my sister Heidelberg ? the business with him, and take the sweet girl Lord Og. You throw me into a cold sweat, Mr down to Ogleby house to-morrow morning -But Sterling. No, not your sister, but your daughter. what the devil! Miss Sterling too! What mis Sterl. My daughter ! chiet's in the wind now?

Lord Og. Fanny !—now the murder's out!

Sterl. What ! you, my lord ? Enter Mr STERLING and Miss STERLING.

Lord Og. Yes, I, I, Mr Sterling! Sterl. My lord, your servant! I am attending Sterl. No, no, my lord ; that's too much. (Smiling. my daughter here upon rather a disagreeable affair. Lord Oy. Too much! I don't comprehend you. Speak to his lordship, Betsey.

Sterl. What, you, my lord, marry my Fanny ! Lord Og. Your eyes, Miss Sterling,--for I al- Bless me, what will the folks say ? ways read the eyes of a young lady,-betray some Lord Óg. Why, what will they say? little emotion. What are your commands, ma Sterl. That you're a bold man, my lord : that's dam ?

all. Miss Sterl. I have but too much cause for my Lord Og. Mr Sterling, this may be city wit for emotion, my lord !

aught I know. Do you court my alliance ? Lord Og. I cannot commend my kinsman's be Sterl. To be sure, my lord. haviour, madam. He has behaved like a false Lord Og. Then I'll explain-My nephew won't knight, I must confess. I have heard of his apos- marry your eldest daughter ; nor I neither.tacy. Miss Fanny has informed me of it. Your youngest daughter won't marry him ; I will

Miss Sterl. Miss Fanny's baseness has been the marry your youngest daughter. cause of Sir John's inconstancy.

Steri. What! with a youngest daughter's for Lord Og. Nay, now, my dear Miss Sterling, tune, my lord ? your passion transports you too far. Sir John Lord Og. With any fortune, or no fortune at may have entertained a passion for Miss Fanny, all, sir. Love is the idol of my heart, and the but, believe me, my dear Miss Sterling, believe dæmon Interest sinks before him. So, sir, as I me, Miss Fanny has no passion for Sir John. She said before, I will marry your youngest daughter ; has a passion, indeed, a most tender passion. She your youngest daughter will marry me. has opened her whole soul to me, and I know Sterl. Who told you so, my lord ? where her affections are placed. [Conceitedly. Lord Og. Her own sweet self, sir.

Miss Sterl. Not upon Mr Lovewell, my lord; Sterl. Indeed ? for I have great reason to think that her seeming Lord Og. Yes, sir; our affection is mutual ; attachment to him is, by his consent, made use of your advantage double and treble ; your daughter as a blind to cover her designs upon Sir John. will be a countess directly—I shall be the happiest

Lord Oy. Lovewell! No, poor lad! She does of beings; and you'll be father to an earl instead not think of him.

[Smiling of a baronet. Miss Sterl. Have a care, my lord, that both the Sterl. But what will my sister say, and my families are not made the dupes of Sir John's ar daughter ? tifice and my sister's dissimulation! You don't Lord Og. I'll manage that matter ; nay, if know her; indeed, my lord, you don't know her; they won't consent, I'll run away with your daugh. a base, insinuating, perfidious ! -It is too much- ter in spite of you. She has been beforehand with me, I perceive. Steri. Well said, my lord ! your spirit's good ; Such unnatural behaviour to me! But, since I see I wish you had my constitution ; but, if you'll I can have no redress, I am resolved that, some venture, I have no objection, if my sister has none. way or other, I will have revenge. [Exit. Lord Og. I'll answer for your sister, sir. AproSterl. This is foolish work, my lord !

pos ! the lawyers are in the house. I'll have Lord Og. I have too much sensibility to bear articles drawn, and the whole affair concluded tothe tears of beauty.

morrow morning. Sterl. It is touching, indeed, my lord; and very Sterl. Very well! and I'll dispatch Lovewell to moving for a father.

London immediately for some fresh papers I shall Lord Oy. To be sure, sir! You must be dis want, and I shall leave you to manage matters with tressed beyond measure! Wherefore, to divert my sister. You must excuse me, my lord, but I your too exquisite feeling, suppose we change the cann't help laughing at the match.-He, he, he! subject, and proceed to business.

what will the folks say?

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Lord Og: What a fellow am I going to make a with her goodness of heart, and generosity of mind, father of ? He has no more feeling than the post as well as you are with the interior beauties of in his warehouse-But Fanny's virtues tune me to

her face and personrapture again, and I won't think of the rest of the Lord Og. I am so perfectly convinced of their family.

existence, and so totally of your mind. touching Enter Lovewell, hastily.

every amiable particular of that sweet girl, that,

were it not for the cold unfeeling impediments of Loo. I beg your lordship’s pardon, my lord; the law, I would marry her to-morrow morning. are you alone, my lord ?

Lov. My lord ! Lord Og. No, my lord, I am not alone ; I am Lord Og. I would, by all that's honourable in in company, the best company,

man, and amiable in woman. Lor. My lord !

Lov. Marry her !--What do you mean, my Lord (g. I never was in such exquisite enchant- lord ? ing company since my heart first conceived, or my Lord Oy. Miss Fanny Sterling that is ; the senses tasted pleasure.

Countess of Ogleby that shall be.
Loo. Where are they, my lord? (Looking about. Luv. I am astonish'd !
Lord Og. In my mind, sir.

Lord Og. Why, could you expect less from me?
Lov. What company have you there, my lord ? Lov. I did not expect this, my lord.

(Smiling. Lord Og. Trade and accounts have destroyed Lord Og. My own ideas, sir, which so crowd your feeling. upon my imagination, and kindle in it such a de Lov. No, indeed, my lord.

(Sighs. lirium of ecstacy, that wit, wine, music, poetry, Lord Og. The moment that love and pity enall combined, and each perfection, are but mere tered my breast, I was resolved to plunge into mortal shadows of my felicity.

matrimony, and shorten the girl's tortures-I Loo. I see that your lordship is happy, and I re never do any thing by halves : do I, Lovewell? joice at it.

Lov. No, indeed, my lord. (Sighs.) What an Lord Og. You shall rejoice at it, sir; my felicity accident ! shall not selfishly be confined, but shall spread its Lord Og. What's the matter, Lovewell ? thou influence to the whole circle of my friends. I need seem'st to have lost thy faculties. Why don't not say, Lovewell, that you shall have your share you wish me joy, man? of it.

Lov. O, I do, my lord.

(Sighs. Lov. Shall I, my lord ?-then I understand you; Lord Og. She said that you would explain you have heard; Miss Fanny has informed you what she had not power to utter ; but I wanted

Lord Og. She has; I have heard, and she shall no interpreter for the language of love, be happy; 'tis determined.

Lov. But has your lordship considered the conLov. "Then I have reached the summit of my sequences of your resolution ? wishes. And will your lordship pardon the folly? Lord Og. No, sir, I am above consideration,

Lord Og. O yes, poor creature, how could she when my desires are kindled. help it ? 'Twas unavoidable-Fate and necessity. Lov. But consider the consequences, my lord, Lor. It was indeed, my lord. Your kindness to your nephew, Sir John.

Lord Og. Sir John has considered no conseLord Og. And so it did the poor girl, faith. quences himself, Mr Lovewell.

Lov. She trembled to disclose the secret, and Lov. Mr Sterling, my lord, will certainly refuse declare her affections ?

his daughter to Sir Jolin. Lord Og. The world, I believe, will not think Lord Og. Sir John has already refused Mr Sterher affections ill placed.

ling's daughter, Lov, (Bowing. You are too good, my lord. Lov. But what will become of Miss Sterling, And do you really excuse thie rashness of the my

lord ? action?

Lord (g. What's that to you?
Lord Og. From my very soul, Lovewell

. have her if you will, I depend upon Mr Sterling's Lov. Your generosity overpowers ine. (Bowing.] city-philosophy, to be reconciled to Lord Ogleby's I was afraid of her meeting with a cold reception. being his son-in-law, instead of Sir Jolin Melvil, Lord Og. More fool you then.

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think that your master may Who pleads her cause with never-failing be brought to that, without having recourse to beauty,

his calculations-Eh, Lovewell ? Here finds a full redress. [Strikes his breust. Loo. But, my lord, that is not the question. She's a fine girl, Lovewell.

Lord Og. Whatever is the question, I'll tell you Lov. Her beauty, my lord, is her least merit. my answer. --Iam in love with a fine girl, whion She has an understanding

I resolve to marry.
Lord Og. Her choice convinces me of that.
Lod. (Bowing:( That's your lordship’s goodness.

Enter Sir John MELVIL.
Her choice was a disinterested one.

What news with you, Sir John ?-You look all Lord Og. No, no, not altogether; it began hurry and impatience-like a messenger after a with interest, and ended in passion.

battle. Lov. Indeed, my lord, if you were acquainted Sir John. After a battle, indeed, my lord. I

distracts me.

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have this day had a severe engagement, and, want Lord Og. Mrs Heidelberg !-Had not you bet. ing your lordship as an auxiliary, I have at last ter begin with the young lady first? It will save mustered up resolution to declare what my duty you a great deal of trouble: won't it, Lovewell? to you and to myself have demanded from me (Smiles.] But do what you please, it will be the some time.

same thing to me : won't it, Lovewell ? (ConceitLord Og. To the business then, and be as con- edly.] Why don't you laugh at him? : cise as possible, for I am upon the wing-eh, Lov. I do,

my
lord.

(Forces a smil. Lovewell ? (He smiles, und LOVEWELL bows. Sir John. And your lordship will endeavour to

Sir John. I find 'tis in vain, my lord, to strug- prevail on Mrs Heidelberg to consent to my margle against the force of inclination.

riage with Miss Fanny ? Lord Og. Very true, nephew; I am your wit Lord Og. I'll speak to Mrs Heidelberg about ness, and will second the motion -sha’n’t I, the adorable Fanny as soon as possible. Lovewell? [Smites, and LOVEWELL bows. Sir John. Your generosity transports me.

Sir John. Your lordship’s generosity encourages Lord Og. Poor fellow, what a dupe ! he little me to tell you, that I cannot marry Miss Sterling. thinks who's in possession of the town. (Aside.

Lord Og. I am not at all surprised at it-she's Sir John. And your lordship is not in the least a bitter potion, that's the truth of it ; but as you offended at this seeming inconstancy? were to swallow it, and not I, it was your business, Lord Oy. Not in the least. Miss Fanny's charms and not mine--Any thing more

will even excuse infidelity. I look upon women Sir John. But this, my lord; that I may be per as the fera natura-lawful game—and every man mitted to make my addresses to the other sister. who is qualified, has a natural right to pursue

Lord Og. O yes ; by all means have you them -Lovewell as well as you, and I as well any hopes there, nephew ?-Do you think he'll as either of you.—Every man shall do his best, succeed, Lovewell ?

withoutoffence to any–

what say you, kinsmen? (Smiles, and winks at LOVEWELL. Sir John. You have made me happy, my lord. Loo. I think not, my lord. [Gravely. Loo. And me, I assure you, my lord, Lord Oy. I think so too ; but let the fool try. Lord Og. And I am superlatively so-allong Sir John. Will your lordship favour me with donc !-to horse and away,.boys ! you to your your good offices to remove the chief obstacle to affairs, and I to mině -šuicons l'amour. (Sings

, the match, the repugnance of Mrs Heidelberg?

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ACT V.

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opened his heart to him about you, and those paSCENE I.-FANNY's Appartment. pers are wanted merely on that account - but, Enter LOVEWELL and Fanny, followed by

as we shall discover all to-morrow, there will be

no occasion for them, and it would be idle in me BETTY. Fan. Why did you come so soon, Mr Love Fan. Hark !-hark ! bless me, how I tremwell? the family is not yet in bed, and Betty cer ble! -I feel the terrors of guilt-indeed, Mr tainly heard somebody listening near the chamber Lovewell, this is too much for me. door.

Lov. And for me too, my sweet Fanny. Your Bel. My mistress is right, sir: evil spirits are apprehensions make a coward of me. -But abroad; and I am sure you are both too good, not what can alarm you? your aunt and sister are in to expect mischief from them.

their chambers, and you have nothing to fear from Lov. But who can be so curious, or so wicked? | the rest of the family.

Bei. I think we have wickedness and curio Fun. I fear every body, and every thing, and sity enough in this family, sir, to expect the worst. every moment My mind is in conținual agi

Fan. I do expect the worst.-Pr’ythee, Bet- tation and dread; indeed, Mr Lovewell, this sity, return to the outward door, and listen if you tuation may have very unhappy consequences. hear any body in the gallery; and let us know

Weeps. directly

Loo. But it sha'n't--I would rather tell our Bct. I warrant you, madam—the lord bless you story this moment to all the house, and run the both!

[Exit. risque of maintaining you by the hardest labour, Fun. What did my father want with you this than suffer you to remain in this dangerous perevening?

plexity:- What! shall I sacrifice all my best hopes Lov. He gave me the key of his closet, with or- and affections, in your dear health and safety, for ders to bring from London some papers relating the mean, and in such case, the mecanest considerto Lord Ogleby.

ation-of our fortune !---Were we to bc abandonFan. And why did you not obey him? ed by all our relations, we have that in pur hearts Luv. Because I am certain ihat his lordship has I and minds will weigh against the most affluent cir

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