ACT THE FIFTH.

SCENE, an Inn.

Enter OLIVIA, JARVIS.

OLIVIA.

WELL, we have got fafe to the Inn, however.

Now, if the poft-chaife were ready

JARVIS.

The horses are just finishing their oats; and, as they are not going to be married, they choose to take their own time.

OLIVIA.

You are for ever giving wrong motives to my impatience.

JARVIS.

Be as impatient as you will, the horses must take their own time; befides, you don't confider, we have got no answer from our fellow-traveller yet. If we hear nothing from Mr. Leontine, we have only one way left us.

OLIVIA,

What way?

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JARVIS.

JARVIS.

The way home again.

OLIVIA.

Not fo. I have made a refolution to go, and nothing fhall induce me to break it.

JARVIS.

Aye; refolutions are well kept, when they jump with inclination. However, I'll go haften things. without. And I'll call, too, at the bar, to see if any thing fhould be left for us there. Don't be in fuch a plaguy hurry, madam, and we faster, I promise you.

Enter LANDLADY.

LANDLADY.

shall go the [Exit Jarvis.

What! Solomon, why don't you move? Pipes and tobacco for the Lamb there.-Will nobody anfwer? To the Dolphin; quick. The Angel has been outrageous this half hour. Did your ladyship call, madam?

No, madam.

OLIVIA.

LANDLADY.

I find, as you're for Scotland, madam-But that's no business of mine; married, or not married, I ask no questions. To be fure, we had a fweet little couple fet off from this two days ago for the fame place. The gentleman, for a taylor, was, to be fure, as fine a spoken taylor, as ever blew froth from a full

pot.

pot. And the young lady so bashful, it was near half an hour before we could get her to finish a pint of rafberry between us.

OLIVIA.

But this gentleman and I are not going to be married, I affure you.

LANDLADY.

May be not. That's no business of mine; for There certain, Scotch marriages feldom turn out. was, of my own knowledge, Mifs Macfag, that married her father's footman.-Alack-a-day, fhe and her husband foon parted, and now keep feparate cellars in Hedge-lane.

OLIVIA.

A very pretty picture of what lies before me!

[Afide.

Enter LEONTINE.

LEONTINE.

My dear Olivia, my anxiety, till you were out of danger, was too great to be refifted. I could not help coming to fee you fet out, though it expofes us to a discovery.

OLIVIA.

May every thing you do prove as fortunate. Indeed, Leontine, we have been moft cruelly disap-pointed. Mr. Honeywood's bill upon the city has, it feems, been protested, and we have been utterly at a loss how to proceed.

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LEON

no more of it. I believe the post-chaise is ready by

this,

LANDLADY.

Not quite yet: and, begging your ladyship's pardon, I don't think your ladyship quite ready for the poft-chaife. The north road is a cold place, madam. I have a drop in the house of as pretty rafberry as ever was tipt over tongue. Juft a thimble full to keep the wind off your ftomach. To be fure, the last couple we had here, they faid it was a perfect nofegay. Ecod, I fent them both away as good natured-Up went the blinds, round went the wheels, and drive away poft-boy, was the word.

Enter CROAKER.

CROAKER.

Well, while my friend Honeywood is upon the poft of danger at the bar, it must be my business to have an eye about me here. I think I know an incendiary's look; for, wherever the devil makes a purchase, he never fails to fet his mark. Ha! who have we here? My fon and daughter! they be doing here!

What can

LAND

LANDLADY.

I tell you, madam, it will do you good; I think I know by this time what's good for the north road. It's a raw night, madam.—Sir

LEONTINE.

Not a drop more, good madam. I fhould now take it as a greater favour, if you haften the horses, for I am afraid to be seen myself.

LANDLADY.

That shall be done. Wha, Solomon! are you all dead there? Wha, Solomon, I fay! [Exit, bawling. OLIVIA.

Well! I dread, left an expedition begun in fear, fhould end in repentance.-Every moment we stay increases our danger, and adds to my apprehenfions.

LEONTINE.

There's no danger, truft me, my dear; there can be none: if Honeywood has acted with honour, and kept my father, as he promifed, in employment till we are out of danger, nothing can interrupt our journey.

OLIVIA.

I have no doubt of Mr. Honeywood's fincerity, and even his defires to ferve us. My fears are from your father's fufpicions. A mind fo difpofed to be alarmed without a cause, will be but too ready when there's a reafon.