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(A cry without, pop him.) I think I heard a noise. My friend Honeywood without-has he seized the incendiary? Ah, no, for now I hear no more on't.
LEONTINE. Honeywood without! Then, Sir, it was Mr. Honeywood that directed you hither.
CROAKER. No, Sir, it was Mr. Honeywood conducted me hither.
Croaker. How, firrah! a villain, because he takes most care of your father? I'll not bear it. I tell you I'll not bear it. Honeywood is a friend to the family, and I'll have him treated as such.
CROAKER. Ah, rogue, if you knew how earnestly he entered into my griefs, and pointed out the means to detect them, you would love him as I do. (A cry without, ftop him.) Fire and fury! they have seized the in
stop him !
cendiary: they have the villain, the incendiary in view. Stop him! ftop an incendiary! a murderer ;
[Exit. OLIVIA. Oh, my terrors! What can this new tumult mean?
LEONTINE. Some new mark, I suppose, of Mr. Honeywood's fincerity. But we shall have satisfaction: he shall give me instant satisfaction.
OLIVIA. It must not be, my Leontine, if you value my esteem or my happiness. Whatever be our fate, let us not add guilt to our misfortunes-Consider that our innocence will shortly be all we have left us. You must forgive him.
Leontine. Forgive him! Has he not in every instance betrayed us ? Forced me to borrow money from him, which appears a mere trick to delay us : promised to keep my father engaged till we were out of danger, and here brought him to the very scene of our escape?
OLIVIA. Don't be precipitate. We may yet be mistaken.
Enter Postboy, dragging in JARVIS: HONEY
wood entering foon after.
PostBOY. Aye, master, we have him fast enough. Here is the incendiary dog. I'm entitled to the reward; I'll take my oath I saw him ask for the money at the bar, and then run for it.
HoneyWOOD. Come, bring him along. Let us see him. Let him learn to blush for his crimes. (Discovering his mistake.) Death! what's here! Jarvis, Leontine, Olivia! What can all this mean?
Jarvis. Why, I'll tell you what it means : that I was an old fool, and that you are my master that's all,
After such baseness, I wonder how you can venture to see the man you have injured?
LEONTINE. Peace, peace, for hame; and do not continue to aggravate baseness by hypocrisy. I know you, Sir,
Į know you:
Honeywood. Why, won't you hear me! By all that's just, I knew not
LEONTINE. Hear you, Sir! to what purpose? I now fee through all your low arts; your ever complying with every opinion ; your never refusing any request; your friendship as common as a prostitute's favours, and as fallacious; all these, Sir, have long been contemptible to the world, and are now perfectly so
HONEYWOOD. Ha! contemptible to the world! That reaches
[-Afide. LEONTINE. All the seeming fincerity of your professions, I now find, were only allurements to betray; and all your seeming regret for their consequences, only calculated to cover the cowardice of your heart. Draw, villain !
Enter CROAKER, out of breath.
CROAKER. Where is the villain? Where is the incendiary? (Seizing the postboy.) Hold him faft, the dog ; he has the gallows in his face. Come, you dog, confess; confess all, and hang yourself.
Post BOY. Zounds! master, what do you throttle me for?
CROAKER, beating him.
Post BOY. Zounds! master, I'm not he; there's the man that we thought was the rogue, and turns out to be one of the company.
HONEYWOOD. Mr. Croaker, we have all been under a strange mistake here ; I find there is nobody guilty; it was all an error; entirely an error of our own.
CROAKER. And I say, Sir, that you're in an error; for there's guilt and double guilt, a plot, a damned jesuitical peftilential plot, and I must have proof of it.
Honeywood. Madam, you seem at least calm enough to hear reason.