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Mrs. HARDCASTLE.
I say you shan't.

Tony:
We'll see which is the strongest, you or I.

(Exit, hauling ber out.

HARDCASTLE, fólus.' . . . Aye, there goes a pair that only spoil each other. But is not the whole age in a combination to drive sense and discretion out of doors ? There's my pretty darling Kate! the falhions of the times have almost infected her too. By living a year or two in town, she is as fond of gauzę, and French frippery, as the best of them.

Enter Miss HARDCASTLE.

HARDCASTLE. Blessings on my pretty innocence ! dreft out as usual, my Kate. Goodness! What a quantity of superfluous filk haft thou got about thee, girl! I could never teach the fools of this age, that the indigent world could be cloathed out of the trimmings of the vain.

Miss HARDCASTLE. You know our agreement, Sir. You allow me the morning to receive and pay visits, and to dress in my own manner; and in the evening, I put on my housewife's dress to please you.

HARD

DCASTLE

Well, remember Iinfift on the terms of our agree. ment; and, by the bye, I believe I shall have occasion to try your obedience this very evening.

Miss HARDCASTLE. I protest, Sir, I don't comprehend your mean.

ing.

DCASTLE.

HARDCASTLE. Then to be plain with you, Kate, I expect the young gentleman I have chosen to be your husband from town this very day. I have his father's letter, in which he informs me his son is set out, and that he intends to follow himself hortly after.

Miss KARDCASTLE. Indeed! I wish I had known something of this before. Bless me, how shall I behave? It's a thoufand to one I shan't like him;, our meeting will be so formal, and so like a thing of bufiness, that I shall find no room for friendship or esteem.

HARDCASTLE. * Depend upon it, child, I never controul your choice; but Mr. Marlow, whom I have pitched upon, is the son of my old friend, Sir Charles Marlow, of whom you have heard me talk so often. The young gentleman has been bred a scholar, and is designed for an employment in the service of his country. I am told he's a man of an excellent un- ' derstanding.

- Miss HARDCASTLE. Is he ?

RDCASTLE.

Very generous.

Miss HARDCASTLE.
I believe I shall like him.

HARDCASTLE.
Young and brave.

Miss HARDCASTLE.
I'm sure I shall like him.

HARDCASTLE..
And very handsome.

· Miss HARDCASTLE.
My dear papa, fay no more, (ki sing his hand) he's
mine, I'll have him.

HARDCASTLE.
And, to crown all, Kate, he's one of the most
bafhful and reserved young fellows in all the world.

' Miss HARDCastle.
. Eh! you have frozen me to death again. That
- word reserved, has undone all the rest of his accom-

plishments. A reserved lover, it is said, always
makes a suspicious husband.

HARDCASTLE.
On the contrary, modesty seldom resides in a
breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues. It
was the very feature in his character that first ftruck

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Miss HARDCASTLE. He must have more striking features to catch me, I promise you. However, if he be so young, so handsome, and fo every thing, as you mention, I believe he'll do ftill. I think I'll have him.

HARDCASTLE.. Aye, Kate, but there is still an obstacle. It's a more than an even wager, he may not have you.

Miss Hardcastle. My dear papa, why will you mortify one fo!Well, if he refuses, instead of breaking my heart at his indifference, I'll only break my glass for its fattery. Set my cap to some newer fashion, and look out for some less difficult admirer.

HARDCASTLE. Bravely refolved! In the mean time I'll go prepare the servants for his reception; as we seldom see company, they want as much training as a company of recruits the first day's muster. (Exit.

Miss HARDCASTLE folus. Lud, this news of papa's put me all in a futter. Young, handsome; these he put last? but I put them foremoft. Sensible, good-natured; I like all that. But then reserved, and sheepish, that's much against him. Yet can't he be cured of his timidity, by being taught to be proud of his wife? Yes, and can't I-But I vow I'm disposing of the husband, before I have secured the lover.

Enter

Enter Miss Neville.

Miss HARDCASTLE.. I'm glad you're come, Neville, my dear. Tell me, Constance, how do I look this evening? Is there any thing whimsical about me? Is it one of my well looking days, child ? am I in face today ?

i Miss Neville. Perfectly, my dear. Yet now I look again-bless me !-sure no accident has happened among the canary birds, or the gold fishes. Has your brother or the cat been meddling? or has the last novel been too moving?

Miss HARDCASTLE. No; nothing of all this. I have been threatened -I can scarce get it out-I have been threatened with a lover.

Miss Neville, And his name

Miss HARDCASTLE. Is Marlow.

Miss Neville.
Indeed!

Miss HARDCASTLB. .
The son of Sir Charles Marlow.

Miss Neville As I live, the most intimate friend of Mr. Haftings, my admirer. They are never afunder. I

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