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wits-she'll think some accident has happened to me.

Lord A. I'll wait upon you when you please.

Sir Harry. Oh! but, my lord, here's a poor fellow; it seems his mistress has conceived somedisgust against him; pray has her father spoke to you to interpose your authority in his behalf ?

Giles. If his lordship’s honour would be so kind, I would acknowledge the favour as far as in me lay.

Sir Hurry. Let me speak- Takes LORD AIMWORTH aside)-a word or two in your lordship's ear.

Theod. Well, I do like this gipsy scheme prodigiously, if we can but put it into execution as happily as we have contrived it.

Enter Patty. So, my dear Patty, you see I am come to return your visit very soon ; but this is only a call en passant will you be at home after dinner?

Paty. Certainly, madam, whenever you condescend to honour me so far: but it is what I cannot expect.

Theod. Oh fie, why not--
Giles. Your servant, Miss Patty.
Patty. Farmer, your servant.

Sir Harry. Here, you goodman delver, I have done your business ; my lord has spoke, and your fortune's made: a thousand pounds at present, and better things to come; his lordship says he will be your friend. Giles. I do hope then Miss Pat will make all up.

Sir Harry. Miss Pat make up! stand out of the way; I'll make it up.

The quarrels of lovers, odds me! they're a jest ;
Come hither, ye blockhead, come hither :
So now let us leare them together.

Lord A. Farewell, then!
Patty.

For ever!
Giles.

I vow and protest, 'Twas kind of his honour, To gain thus upon her;

We're so much beholden, it can't be exprest. Theod. I feel something here,

'Twixt hoping and fear:
Haste, haste, friendly night,

To shelter our flight
Lord A. / A thousand distractions are rending my
Patty. S breast.
Patty. Oh, mercy.
Giles.

Oh deur!
Sir Harry. Why, miss, will you mind when you're spoke

to, or not?
Must I stand in waiting,

While you're here a prating?
Lord A. ?

May ev'ry felicity fall to your lot !
Theo.
Giles. She court'sies ! -Look there,

What a shape, what an air !

How happy! how wretched! how tired am I! All. Your lordship's obedient ; your servant ; good bye.

(Exeunt.

ACT THE THIRD.

SCENE I.

The Portico to LORD AIMWORTH's House.

Enter LORD AIMWORTH, SIR HARRY and LADY

SYCAMORB.

Lady S. A wretch! a vile, inconsiderate wretch ! coming of such a race as mine, and having an example like me before her!

Lord A. I beg, madam, you will not disquiet yourself: you are told here, that a gentleman lately arrived from London has been about the place to-day; that he has disguised himself like a gipsy, came hi. ther, and had some conversation with your daughter: you are even told, that there is a design formed for their going off together; but possibly there may be some mistake in all this.

Sir Harry. Ay, but, my lord, the lad tells us the gentleman's name: we have seen the gipsies; and we know she has had a hankering

Lady S. Sir Harry, my dear, why will you put in your word, when you hear others speaking ?-I protest, my lord, I'm in such confusion, I know not what to say: I can hardly support inyself

Lord A. This gentleman, it seems, is at a little inn at the bottom of the hill.

Sir Harry. I wish it was possible to have a file of musqueteers, my lord; I could head them myself, being in the militia, and we could go and seize him directly.

Lord A. Softly, my dear sir; let us proceed with a little less violence in this matter, I beseech you. We should first see the young lady-Where is Miss Sycamore, madam?

Lady S. Really, my lord, I don't know; I saw her go into the garden about a quarter of an hour ago, from our chamber window.

Sir Harry. Into the garden! perhaps she has got an inķling of our being informed of this affair, and is gone to throw herself into the pond. Despair, my lord, makes girls do terrible things. 'Twas but the Wednesday before we left London, that I saw, taken out of Rosamond's Pond, in St. James's Park, as likely a young woman as ever you would desire to set your eyes on, in a new callimancoe petticoat, and a pair of silver buckles in her shoes. Lord A. I hope there is no danger of any

such fatal accident happening at present ; but you will oblige me, Sir Harry?

Sir Harry. Surely, my lord

Lord A. Will you commit the whole direction of this affair to my prudence ?

Sir Harry. My dear, you hear what his lordship

says?

Lady S. Indeed, my lord, I am so much ashamed, I don't know what to answer; the fault of my daughter

Lord A. Don't mention it, madam; the fault has been mine, who have been innocently the occasion

a young lady's transgressing a point of duty and decorum, which, otherwise, she would never have violated. But if you and Sir Harry will walk in and repose yourselves, I hope to settle every thing to the general satisfaction. Lady S. Come in, Sir Harry.

[Erit. Lord A. I am sure, my good friend, had I known that I was doing a violence to Miss Sycamore's inclinations, in the happiness I propose to myself

man

Sir Harry. My lord, 'tis all a case-My grandfather, by the mother's side, was a very sensible

-he was elected knight of the shire in five successive parliaments; and died high sheriff of his county-a man of fine parts, fine talents, and one of the most curiousest dockers of horses in all England (but that he did only now and then for his amusement)-And he used to say, my lord, that the female sex were good for nothing but to bring forth children, and breed disturbance.

Lord A. The ladies were very little obliged to your ancestor, Sir Harry: but, for my part, I have a more favourable opinion

Sir Harry. You are in the wrong, my lord: with submission, you are really in the wrong.

AIR.

To speak my mind of womenkind,

In one word 'tis this;
By nature they're design'd,
To say

and do amiss.

Be they maids, be they wives,
Alike they plague our lives ;
Wanton, headstrong, cunning, vain ;
Born to cheat, and give men pain.
Their study, day and night,
Is mischief, their delight :
And if we should prevent,
At one door, their intent,
They quickly turn about,
And find another out.

[Exit.

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