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here's a pair of brazen nosed bellows, perhaps you may take a fancy to them?
: MARLOW. Bring me your bill, Sir; bring me your bill, and let's make no more words about it.
HARDCASTLE. There are a set of prints too. What think you of the rake's progress for your own apartment?
MARLOW. Bring me your bill, I say ; and I'll leave you and your infernal house directly.
Hardcastle. Then there's a mahogany table that you may see your own face in. .
Marlow. My bill, I say.
HARDCASTLE. I had forgot the great chair, for your own particular slumbers, after a hearty meal.
; MARLOW. Zounds! bring me my bill, I say, and let's hear no more on't.
- HARDCASTle. Young man, young man, from your father's letter to me, I was taught to expect a well-bred modest man, as a visitor here, but now I find him no better than a coxcomb and a bully; but he will be down here presently, and shall hear more of it. [Exit. ' VOL. U.
Marlow. How's this! Sure I have not mistaken the houfe ! Every thing looks like an inn. The servants cry, coming. The attendance is aukward ; the bar-maid too to attend us. But she's here, and will farther inform me. Whither so fast, child: A word with you.
Enter Miss HARDCASTLE.
Miss HARDCASTLE. Let it be short then. I'm in a hurry. (Afide) I believe he begins to find out his mistake, but it's too soon quite to undeceive him.
Marlow. , Pray, child, answer me one question. What are you, and what may your business in this house be?
· Miss HARDCASTLE. ; Yes, Sir. A poor relation appointed to keep the keys, and to see that the guests want nothing in my power to give them.
Miss HARDCASTLE. Inn. O law—What brought that in your head ? One of the best families in the county keep an inn! Ha! ha! ha! old Mr. Hardcastle's house an inn!
MARLOW. Mr. Hardcastle's house! Is this house Mr. Hard. castle's house, child ?
Marlow. So then all's out, and I have been damnably im. posed on. O, confound my stupid head, I shall be laugh'd at over the whole town. I shall be stuck up in caricatura in all the print-lops. The Dulliffima Maccaroni. To mistake this house of all others for an inn, and my father's old friend for an inn-keeper ! What a swaggering puppy must he take me for? What a filly puppy do I find myself? There again, may I be hanged, my dear, but I mistook you for the bar-maid.
Miss HARDCASTLE. Dear me! dear me! I'm sure there's nothing in my behaviour to put me upon a level with one of that stamp.
MARLOW, Nothing, my dear, nothing. Bu: I was in for a list of blunders, and could not help making you a subscriber. My stupidity saw every thing the wrong way. I miftook your assiduity for assurance, and R 2
your simplicity for allurement. But its over-This house I no more shew my face in.. .
Miss HARDCASTLE. I hope, Sir, I have done nothing to disoblige you. I'm sure I should be sorry to affront any gentleman who has been so police, and said so many civil things to me. I'm sure I hould be sorry (pretending to cry) if he left the family upon my account. I'm sure I should be sorry, people said any thing amiss, since I have no fortune but my character.
Marlow. ( Aside) Ry Heaven, she weeps. This is the first mark of tenderness I ever had from a modest woman, and it touches me. (To her) Excuse me, my lovely girl, you are the only part of the family I leave with reluctance. But to be plain with you, the dif. ference of our birth, fortune and education, make an honourable connection impoflible; and I can never harbour a thought of seducing fimplicity that trusted in my honour, of bringing ruin upon one, whose only fault was being too lovely.
Miss HARDCASTLE. (Afide) Generous man! I now begin to admire him. (To him) But I am sure my family is as good as Miss Hardcastle's, and though I'm poor, that's no great misfortune to a contented mind, and, until this moment, I never thought that it was bad to want fortune.
MARLOW. (Afide) This fimplicity bewitches me, so that if I itay I'm undone. I must make one bold effort, and leave her. (To her) Your partiality in my favour, my dear, touches me most sensibly, and were I to‘live for myself alone, I could easily fix my choice. But I owe too much to the opinion of the world, too much to the aụthority of a father, fo that I can scarcely speak it-it affects me. Farewel.
, (Exit. Miss HARDCAŚtle. I never knew half his merit till now. He fall not go, if I have power or art to detain him. I'll fill preserve the character in which I stoop'd to con. quer, but will undeceive my papa, who, perhaps, may laugh him out of his resolution [Exit.
Enter Tony, Miss Nevițle.
TONY. Aye, you may steal for yourselves the next time. I have done my duty. She has got the jewels again, that's a sure thing; but the believes it was all a mistake of the servants.