Inkle. This cursed connexion!

(Aside. Med. It is not for me, though, to tell you how to play your cards ; you are a prudent young man,

and can make calculations in a wood. Inkle. Fool! fool! fool!

[Aside. Med. Why, what the devil is the matter with


Inkle. It must be done effectually, or all is lost; mere parting would not conceal it.

[Aside, Med. Ah! now he's got to his damned square root again, I suppose, and Old Nick would not move him. Why, nephew !

Inkle. The planter that I spoke with cannot be arrived--but time is precious—the first I meet-common prudence now demands it. I'm fixed, I'll part with her.

[Aside and exit. Med. Damn me, but he's mad! The woods have turned the poor boy's brains ; he's

scalped, and gone crazy! Hoho! Inkle! Nephew ! Gad, I'll spoil your. arithmetic, I warrant me.



The Quay


Sir Chr. Ods, my life! I can scarce contain my happiness. I have left them safe in church, in the middle of the ceremony. I ought to have given Nare cissa away, they told me; but I capered about so much for joy, that Old Spintext advised me to go and cool my heels on the quay, till it was all over, Ods

I'm so happy; and they shall see, now, what an old fellow can do at a wedding.

Enter INKLE. Inkle. Now for dispatch! Hark'ee, old gentleman !

[To the Governor. Sir Chr. Well, young gentleman !

Inkle. If I mistake not, I know your business here.

Sir Chr. 'Egad, I believe half the island knows it by this time.

Inkle. Then to the point I have a female, whom I wish to part with.

Sir Chr. Very likely; it's a common case, now a-days, with many a man.

Inkle. If you could satisfy me you would use her mildly, and treat her with more kindness than is usual--for, I can tell you, she's of no common stamp - perhaps we might agree.

Sir Chr. Oho! a slave ! Faith, now I think on't, my daughter may want an attendant or two extraordinary ; and as you say she's a delicate girl, above the common run, and none of your thick-lipped, flatnosed, squabby, dumpling dowdies, I don't much care if

Inkle. And for her treatment

Sir Chr. Look ye, young man ; I love to be plain: I shall treat her a good deal better than you would, I fancy; for though I witness this custom every day, I can't help thinking the only excuse for buying our fellow creatures, is to rescue them from the hands of those who are unfeeling enough to bring them to market.

Inkle. Fair words, old gentleman; an Englishman won't put up an affront.

Sir Chr. An Englishman! more shame for you!

Let Englishmen blush at such practices. Men, who so fully feel the blessings of liberty, are doubly cruel in depriving the helpless of their freedom.

Inkle. Let me assure you, sir, it is not my occupation; but for a private reason-an instant pressing necessity

Sir Chr. Well, well, I have a pressing necessity too; I can't stand to talk now; I expect company here presently; but if you'll ask for me to.morrow, at the Castle

Inkle. The Castle !

Sir Chr. Ay, sir, the Castle ; the Governor's Castle; known all over Barbadoes.

Inkle. 'Sdeath, this man must be on the Governor's establishment: his steward, perhaps, and sent after me, while Sir Christopher is impatiently waiting for me. I've gone too far; my secret may be known As 'tis, I'll win this fellow to my interest. [To him.]

-One word more, sir : my business must be done immediately; and as you seem acquainted at the Castle, if you should see me there and there I mean to sleep to-nightSir Chr. The devil


do ! Inkle. Your finger on your lips; and never breathe a syllable of this transaction,

Sir Chr. No! Why not?

Inkle. Because, for reasons, which, perhaps, you'll know to-morrow,

I might be injured with the Governor, whose most particular friend I am.

Sir Chr. So! here's a particular friend of mine coming to sleep at my house, that I never saw in my life. I'll sound this fellow. [Aside.) I fancy, young gentleman, as you are such a bosom friend of the Governor's, you can hardly do any thing to alter your situation with him.

Inkle. Oh! pardon me; but you'll find that

hereafter-besides, you, doubtless, know his character?

Sir Chr. Qh, as well as I do my own. But let's understand one another. You may trust me, now you've gone so far. You are acquainted with his character, no doubt, to a hair?

Inkle. I am I see we shall understand each other. You know him too, I see, as well as I.-A very touchy, testy, hot old fellow.

Sir Chr. Here's a scoundrel ! I hot and touchy ! Zounds! I can hardly contain my passion! But I won't discover myself. I'll see the bottom of thio [To him.] Well now, as we seem to have come to a tolerable explanation let's proceed to business bring me the woman.

Inkle. No: there you must excuse me. I rather wouid avoid seeing her more; and wish it to be settled without my seeming interference. My presence might distress herYou conceive me?

Sir Chr. Zounds ! what an unfeeling rascal! The poor girl's in love with him, I suppose. No, no, fair and open, My dealing is with you and you only : I see her now, or I declare off.

Inkle. Well then, you must be satisfied: yonder's my servant-hama thought has struck me. Come here, sir.

Enter TRUDGE. I'll write my purpose, and send it her by him-It's lucky that I laught her to decypher characters; my labour now is paid. [Takes out his pocket-book, and writes.]~ This is somewhat less abrupt; 'twill soften matters. [To himself.) Give this to Yarico ; then bring her hither with you. Trudge. I shall, sir.

(Going. Inkle. Stay; come back. This soft fool, if unir

structed, may add to her distress. When she has read this paper, seem to make light of it; tell her it is a thing of course, done purely for her good. I here inform her that I must part with her. D’ye understand your lesson?

Trudge. Þa--part with Ma-madam Ya-ri-co!

Inkle. Why does the blockhead stammer!-I have my reasons. No muttering-And let me tell you, sir, if your rare bargain were gone too, would be the better : she

babble our story

of the forest, and spoil my fortune.

Trudge. I'm sorry for it, sir; I have lived with you a long while; I've half a year's wages too due the 25th ult. for dressing your hair, and scribbling your parchments; but take my scribbling; take my

friz. zing ; take my wages; and I, and Wows, will take ourselves off together-she saved my life, and rot me, if any thing but death shall part us.

Inkle. Impertinent ! Go, and deliver your message.

Trudge. I'm gone, sir. Lord, Lord! I never care ried a letter with such ill-will in all my born days.

[Exit. Sir Chr. Well-shall I see the girl ?

Inkle. She'll be here presently. One thing I had forgot : when she is yours, I need not caution you, after the hints I've given, to keep her from the Castle. If Sir Christopher should see her, 'twould lead, you know, to a discovery of what I wish concealed.

Sir Chr. Depend upon me-Sir Christopher will know no more of our meeting, than he does at this moment.

Inkle. Your secercy shall not be unrewarded; I'N recommend you particularly to his good graces. Sir Chr. Thank



but I'm pretty much in bis good graces, as it is; I don't know any body he has a greater respect for.

« 上一页继续 »