BAILIFF.

That I didn't promise to tell you. He! he! he! A joke breaks no bones, as we say among us that practise the law.

HONEYWOOD.

You may have reason for keeping it a fecret, perhaps?

BAILIFF.

The law does nothing without reafon. I'm afham'd to tell my name to no man, Sir. If you can fhew caufe, as why, upon a fpecial capus, that I fhould prove my name-But, come, Timothy Twitch is my name. And, now you know my name, what have you to fay to that?

HONEYWOOD.

Nothing in the world, good Mr. Twitch, but that I have a favour to afk, that's all.

BAILIFF.

Ay, favours are more eafily asked than granted, as we fay among us that practife the law. I have taken an oath againft granting favours. Would you have me perjure myself?

HONEYWOOD.

But my requeft will come recommended in fo ftrong a manner, as, I believe, you'll have no fcruple (pulling out his purfe.) The thing is only this: I believe I shall be able to discharge this trifle in two or three days at fartheft; but as I would not have the affair known for the world, I have thoughts of keep

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keeping you, and your good friend here, about me till the debt is difcharged; for which I shall be properly grateful.

BAILIFF.

Oh! that's another maxum, and altogether within my oath. For certain, if an honeft man is to get any thing by a thing, there's no reason why all things fhould not be done in civility.

HONEYWOOD.

Doubtless, all trades muft live, Mr. Twitch; and yours is a neceffary one: (Gives him money.)

BAILIFF.

Oh! your honour; I hope your honour takes nothing amifs as I does, as I does nothing but my duty in fo doing. I'm fure no man can say I ever give a gentleman, that was a gentleman, ill ufage. If I faw that a gentleman was a gentleman, I have taken money not to fee him for ten weeks together.

HONEYWOOD.

Tendernefs is a virtue, Mr. Twitch.

BAILIFF.

Ay, Sir, it's a perfect treasure. I love to fee a gentleman with a tender heart. I don't know, but I think I have a tender heart myfelf. If all that I have loft by my heart was put together, it would make a-but no matter for that.

HONEYWOOD.

Don't account it loft, Mr. Twitch. The ingratitude of the world can never deprive us of the con

scious happiness of having acted with humanity ourfelves.

BAILIFF.

Humanity, Sir, is a jewel. It's better than gold. I love humanity. People may fay, that we in our way, have no humanity; but I'll fhew you my hu. manity this moment. There's my follower here, little Flanigan, with a wife and four children, a guinea or two would be more to him, than twice as much to another. Now, as I can't thew him any humanity myfelf, I muft beg leave you'll do it for me.

HONEYWOOD.

I affure you, Mr. Twitch, yours is a most powerful recommendation. (Giving money to the follower.) BAILIFF.

Sir, you're a gentleman. I fee you know what to do with your money. But, to business: we are to be with you here as your friends, I suppose. But fet in cafe company comes.-Little Flanigan here, to be fure, has a good face; a very good face: but] then, he is a little feedy, as we fay among us that practise the law. Not well in cloaths. Smoke the pocket-holes.

HONEYWOOD.

Well, that shall be remedied without delay.

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Enter

Enter SERVANT.

SERVANT.

Sir, Mifs Richland is below.

HONEYWOOD.

How unlucky! Detain her a moment. We muft improve my good friend, little Mr. Flanigan's appearance firft. Here, let Mr. Flanigan have a fuit of my cloaths-quick-the brown and filver-Do you hear?

SERVANT.

That your honour gave away to the begging gentleman that makes verfes, because it was as good as

new.

HONEYWOOD.

The white and gold then.

SERVANT.

That, your honour, I made bold to fell, because it was good for nothing.

HONEYWOOD.

Well, the firft that comes to hand then. The blue and gold then. I believe Mr. Flanigan will look beft in blue. [Exit Flanigan.

BAILIFF.

Rabbit me, but little Flanigan will look well in any thing. Ah, if your honour knew that bit of flesh as well as I do, you'd be perfectly in love with him. There's not a prettier scout in the four counties after a fhy-cock than he: fcents like a hound; flicks like a weazle. He was master of the ceremo

nies to the black queen of Morocco, when I took him to follow me. (Re-enter Flanigan) Heh, ecod, I think he looks so well, that I don't care if I have a fuit from the fame place for myself.

HONEYWOOD.

Well, well, I hear the lady coming. Dear Mr. Twitch, I beg you'll give your friend directions not to fpeak. As for yourself, I know you will fay nothing without being directed.

BAILIFF.

Never you fear me; I'll fhew the lady that I have fomething to fay for myfelf as well as another. One man has one way of talking, and another man has another, that's all the difference between them.

Enter Mifs RICHLAND and her MAID.

Mifs RICHLAND.

You'll be furpriz'd, Sir, with this vifit. But you know I'm yet to thank you for chufing my little library.

HONEYWOOD.

Thanks, madam, are unneceffary; as it was I that was obliged by your commands. Chairs here. Two of my very good friends, Mr. Twitch and Mr. Flanigan. Pray, gentlemen, fit without cere

mony.

Mifs RICHLAND.

Who can these odd-looking men be! I fear it is as I was informed. It must be fo. (Afide.)

BAILIFF.