Wallop. It was a saying of his, that no man was sure of his supper till he had eaten it.

Hast. [Aside] All upon the high ropes! His uncle a Colonel! we shall soon hear of his mother being a justice of peace. But let's hear the bill of fare.

Mar. [Perusing] What's here? For the first course; for the second course; for the dessert. The devil, Sir, do you think we have brought down the whole Joiners' Compan, or the Corporation of Bedford, to eat up such a supper? Two or three little things, clean and comfortable, will do.

Hast. But, let's hear it.

Mar. [Reading] For the first course at the top, a pig and pruin sauce.

Hast. Damn your pig, I say.

Mar. And damn your pruin sauce, say I.

Hard. And yet, gentlemen, to men that are hungry, pig, with pruin sauce, is very good eating. Mar. At the bottom, a calve's tongue and brains. Hast. Let your brains be knocked out, my good Sir; I don't like them.

Mar. Or you may clap them on a plate by them. selves. I do.

Hard. [Aside] Their impudence confounds me. [To them] Gentlemen, you are my guests, make what alterations you please. Is there any thing else you wish to retrench or alter, gentlemen ?

Mar. Item. A pork pie, a boiled rabbit and sausages, a florentine, a shaking pudding, and a dish of tiff-taff-taffety cream!

Hast. Confound your made dishes! I shall be as much at a loss in this house as at a green and yellow dinner at the French ambassador's table. I'm for plain eating.

Hard. I'm sorry, gentlemen, that I have nothing you like; but if there be any thing you have a partieular fancy to

ther.

Mar. Why, really, Sir, your bill of fare is so exquisite, that any one part of it is full as good as anoSend us what you please. So much for supper. And now to see that our beds are air'd, and properly taken care of.

Hard. I entreat you'll leave all that to me. You shall not stir a step.

Mar. Leave that to you! I protest, Sir, you must excuse me, always look to these things myself. Hard. I must insist, Sir, you'll make yourself easy on that head.

Mar. You see I'm resolved on it. [Aside] A very troublesome fellow this, as ever I met with.

Hard. Well, Sir, I'm resolv'd at least to attend you. [Aside] This may be modern modesty, but I never saw any thing look so like old-fashioned impudence. [Exeunt Marlow and Hardcastle. Hast. So I find this fellow's civilities begin to grow troublesome. But who can be angry at those assiduities which are meant to please him? Ha! what do I see? Miss Neville, by all that's happy!

Enter Miss NEVILLE.

Miss Nev. My dear Hastings! To what unexpected good fortune, to what accident, am I to ascribe this happy meeting?

Hast. Rather let me ask the same question, as I could never have hoped to meet my dearest Constance at an inn.

Miss Nev. An inn! sure you mistake! my aunt, my guardian, lives here. What could induce you to think this house an inn ?

Hast. My friend, Mr. Marlow, with whom I came down, and I, have been sent here as to an inn, I assure you. A young fellow, whom we accidentally met at a house hard by, directed us hither.

Miss Nev. Certainly it must be one of my hopeful cousin's tricks, of whom you have heard me talk so often; ha ha! ha! ha!

Hast. He whom your aunt intends for you? He of whom I have such just apprehensions?

Miss Nev. You have nothing to fear from him, I assure you. You'd adore him if you knew how heartily he despises me. My aunt knows it too, and has undertaken to court me for him, and actually begins to think she has made a conquest.

Hast. Thou dear dissembler! You must know, my Constance, I have just seized this happy opportunity of my friend's visit here to get admittance into the family. The horses that carried us down are now fatigued with the journey, but they'll soon be refresh

ed; and then, if my dearest girl will trust in her faithful Hastings, we shall soon be landed in France, where even among slaves the laws of marriage are respected.

Miss Nev. I have often told you, that, though ready to obey you, I yet should leave my little fortune behind with reluctance. The greatest part of it was left me by my uncle, the India Director, and chiefly consists in jewels. I have been for some time persuading my aunt to let me wear them. I fancy I'm very near succeeding. The instant they are put into my possession you shall find me ready to make them and myself yours.

Hast. Perish the baubles! Your person is all I desire. In the mean time, my friend Marlow must not be let into his mistake. I know the strange reserve

of his temper is such, that, if abruptly informed of it, he would instantly quit the house before our plan was ripe for execution.

Miss Nev. But how shall we keep him in the deception? Miss Hardcastle is just returned from walking; what if we still continue to deceive him?

this way

Enter MARLOW.

This,

[They confer

Mar. The assiduities of these good people tease me beyond bearing. My host seems to think it ill manners to leave me alone, and so he claps not only himself but his old-fashioned wife on my back. They talk of coming to sup with us too; and then, I sup

pose, we are to run the gauntlet thro' all the rest of the family-What have we got here?

Hast. My dear Charles! Let me congratulate you-The most fortunate accident!-Who do you think is just alighted?

Mar. Cannot guess.

Hast. Our mistresses, boy, Miss Hardcastle and Miss Neville. Give me leave to introduce Miss Constance Neville to your acquaintance. Happening to dine in the neighbourhood, they called on their return to take fresh horses here. Miss Hardcastle has just stept into the next room, and will be back in an inWasn't it lucky? eh!

stant.

Mar. [Aside] I have just been mortified enough of all conscience, and here comes something to complete my embarassment.

Hast. Well! but wasn't it the most fortunate thing in the world?

counter

Mar. Oh! yes. Very fortunate-a most joyful en-But our dresses, George, you know, are in disorder-What if we should postpone the happiness 'till to-morrow? -To-morrow at her own houseIt will be every bit as convenientAnd rather more respectful- -To-morrow let it be. [Offering to go. Miss Nev. By no means, Sir. Your ceremony will displease her. The disorder of your dress will shew the ardour of your impatience. Besides, she knows you are in the house, and will permit you to see her.

Mar. O the devil! how shall I support it? Hem!