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sand ifs besides were all to prove realities, a to shew you into another apartment.-[She stops.] happy alliance might succeed; but to be turned -Was young Mr Manlove at Rome when you. into a room to undergo the profest survey of a man, who comes upon a visit of liking, is insup Cha. Man. He was. portably humiliating. It may well be said of

Let. I understand he has a very great regard some fathers, that they drive a Smithfield bar- for you. gain for their daughters, when, with butcher-like Cha. Man, I hope I shall not forfeit his good insensibility they shew them out for sale like cat- opinion. tle in a market.

Let. It does you much honour : all the world

speaks highly of Mr Manlove. I'll shew you the Lucy returns. way.

[Erit. Lucy. The gentleman presents his respects to Cha. Man. Charming girl! I am in love with you, and desires you to peruse this letter; I think her at first sight.

Erit. he is altogether as personable a young man as I Lucy. So, so! a very promising beginning. As could wish to sce.

[Gives the letter. sure as can be, there's something in the wind Let. Sure you forget yourself! Let me see- about this Manlove : I suspect the letter to be a from Counsellor Manlove! What is this? fetch; and, as for this painter, I am mistaken "Madam,

if he is not some how or other in the secret The bearer of this letter is a young man in –'tis a mighty pretty fellow.-Ah, brother Dibwhose prosperity I am warmly interested. He ble, I am glad to see you. How goes the world is lately returned from Italy, where he has with you? ' made some proficiency in the art of which you ' are a mistress; and as I flatter myself you will

Enter DIBBLE. • find him not unworthy, I beg leave to recom'mend him to your protection and esteem. Dib. Busily, my girl, busily. I have borrowed • When my nephew has the honour of being a moment's time from company to run to you : I known to you, he can give you fuller satisfac- have luckily found you alone : utter not a word; tion in this young mau's particular than I can ; be all attention : Jack Nightshade, the country in the mean time I venture to add, that Mr boy I made acquaintance with last year, is now Manlove will consider every favour you bestow in town; but not a word of that he is at a

in this instance, as conferred upon himself. I tavern hard by, with some lads of mettle, who ' have the honour to be, madam,

push about the glass. What say you, hussy, to a * Your most obedient,

bold stroke for a husband ?
And most huinble servant, Lucy. For a husband ! You are joking.

• CHARLES MANLove.' Dib. Serious, upon my honour ! Oh, when the Where is the gentleman ? Introduce him direct- blood begins to boil, and the brain begins to ly.

[Exit Lucr. turn, every thing may be attempted. He has

signified to me that he is in want of a wife; you, Re-enter Lucy with CHARLES.

I suppose, have no objection to a husband? só

far you are both of a mind. He says the lady Let. Your humble servant, sir: you are the must be rich; the condition is a reasonable one, gentleman referred to in this letter?

and you must provide a fortune for the purpose. Cha. Man. I am the person, madam. What a What say you to your mistress's? He visits you lovely young woman!

[Aside. in the name of Mr Manlove; why may not you Let. You are lately from Italy: where did receive him in that of Miss Fairfax? you principally pursue your studies?

Lucy. Impossible! Don't you know his father Cha. Man. At Rome: I visited Florence, Bo- lodges in this very house? logna, Venice, and other places; but I regard Dib. Scare boys with bug-bears: I have proRome as the grand repository of the antique, vided against danger; and with a promise of a and for that reason I made my principal resi- good round sum, upon the wedding night, have dence there.

made old Gregory my own: He will aid our proLet. To what branch of the art did you chiefly ject, and keep watch upon old Surly-boots, I direct your attention ?

warrant you. Cha. Man. To the study of beauty, madam ; Lucy. But what is gained, if we should comand that in its simplest forms: a Laocoon, a pass our ends ? the young inan is a minor, and Hercules, or a Caracalla may astonish; but it is his father would disinherit him. a Faustina, a Venus, an Apollo that delights, that Dib. Fear nothing--he's of age---Gregory ravishes--But I am speaking to you on a subject confirms it: And as for his father's disinheriting of which you are both by art a mistress, and an him, I'll tell you a secret ; it is not in his example by nature.

power : When the counsellor settled an estate Lei. Upon my word !--[Aside.}-Come, sir : on Charles, old Nightshade cut him off with a we are bere in the way of the fainily: allow me shilling, and gave his fortune to Jack : I drew

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the deed myself; it is as tight as the law can Lucy. No, brother; I've as much ambition as

my betters, so here's my hand—I'm with you, Lucy. I don't know what to say ; a settle- give me half an hour's time to con my lesson, and ment to be sure is something ; Mrs Night- i'll be ready for you. shade and an equipage, is better than plain Dib. That's my brave girl! Courage ! the Lucy and a pair of pattens: But then my heart day's our own. If every thing's in tram, and the misgives me and the boy, they say, is such a coast clear, let Gregory meet us at the corner of cub

the street, exactly in half an hour's time. But, Dib. Fine airs in truth! Nay, if you are so ex- bark'e, Lucy, Jack is incog, and takes his brother ceptious, please yourself; 'tis no affair of mine; Manlove's name, reinember that: By the way, I I've done with it.

suspect something's in the wind between your Lucy. Hold, hold; you are so touchy if one madam and Mr Charles. speaks---My madam must be monstrous angry, Lucy. Why so? but no matter. Yesterday was married John Dib. Because I saw him turn into her room Nightshade, esq. to MissO Gemini ! 'twill just now, in an undress; he passed me on the make a flaming dash!

stairs, and whispered me in the ear, not to Dib. Ay, ay, leave me to draw the marriage open my lips concerning his being here to a single deeds ; I'll jointure you, I warrant. Come, soul, for my life; therefore make no mischief decide; time's precious, and the moment serves; ---Farewell, I must be gone.

[Erit. Old Nightshade's out; the ladies too, I under Lucy. Your humble servant, virtuous Miss stand are on the wing—When shall we come? Letitia Fairfas; your painter then, as I suspect

Lucy. When? I don't know—I vow I'ın half ed, turns out a lover 'in disguise ; and you, it afraid—Is there no law against me, if I'm caught, seems, have your intrigues as well as other folks. and the scheme fails?

Who would be nice about character in these Dib. Pshaw! you are so irresolute; even be times, when all the world conspires to put vira servant-maid all the days of your life; I care tue out of countenance, and keep vice iu? [Exit. not.

ACT III.

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SCENE I.- A Room in STAPLETON's house. ter Stapleton, that speculation of mine in

saltpetre. Enter MR ANDREW NIGHTSHADE and STAPLE

Stap. I believe it turned to tolerable account.

A. Night. I believe it did ; I may venture to

assure you it did, to tolerable account, as you A. Night. And so you'll positively ship those say, though you predicted otherwise; it made bales of Norwich crape for Holland?

my pillow for me; yes, yes, thank Heaven, I'm Stap. I purpose so to do.

easy : I've laid down my cares. A. Night. You purpose so to do! and the Stap. And taken up content. What a happy kersies and callimancoes, and perpetuanos too, fellow are you, friend Andrew! I warrant?

A. Night. But I tell you, you're mistaken, I Stap. I do.

am not a bappy fellow; I would not be thought A. Night. The devil you do! I tell you what happy ; the world's too wicked for an honest then, Master Stapleton, they will not have their man to be happy or contented in it. name for nothing ; you will find them per Stap. But you are out of the world; you are petuanoes on your hands : I'd send tea to Ame- settled in a peaceful retreat, in rural tranquillity, rica as soon. Why sure I understand the Dutch cultivating your own acres, enjoying your own market; sure I think I do; you're found I un- produce. derstand them.

d. Night. Blood and fire, I tell you other Stap. But times are altered, friend Andrew. people are enjoying my produce'! my servants A. Night. With the devil

' to them! Times are embezzling my property, my neighbours are are altered truly, and trade is altered, and mer- destroying my game, the vermin are laying waste chants are altered, and grown obstinate block- my granaries, and the rot is making havock with heads, deaf to good counsel, ignorant of their my sheep; and how the vengeance, then, can I business; a frivolous, gossiping, pleasure-hunt- be happy? ing crew ; forsaking their counters for their Stap. By bearing every thing with a patient country-houses, Change for Change Alley. mind. What sort of a season at Newfoundland have A. Night. Patient! I am patient to a fault. you shipped your fish yet for the Mediterrane Stap. By reflecting when your servants or an markets ? But what is it all to me? I have neighbours molest you, what an exemplary young wound up my bottom : 'Twas a noble hit, Mas man you are blcst with for a son.

ate man

A. Night. Yes, yes; the boy's as good as his , Manchester and Norwich commodities? There neighbours.

lies your learning; those are your universities. Stap. I never heard so universal a good cha Stap. Andrew Nightshade, Andrew Nightracter.

shade, recollect yourself! We'll converse when d. Night. 'Tis a sober, frugal lad, that's the you are cool; I talk to no man in a passion. truth on't.

A. Night. I in a passion ! 'Tis the first time I Stap. So accomplished a genius--so distinguish- was ever told so, and shall be the last, froin you, ed a taste for the fine arts!

at least.—Here, Gregory, where are you? --l'i A. Night. For the fine arts ! that's rather too be gone this instant; I'll have my things packed much : I know no art Jack has, but setting trim- up; I'll rid your house, at least, of one passionmers, worming puppies, and making fowling nets.

I in a passion ! I, that never lost iny

[Aside. temper—But your servant, sir : your servant, Mr Stap. Your son, friend Andrew, is not like the Stapleton : Perhaps you'll say I'm in a passion present frippery race of young men; he is a man How. Here, Gregory! why, Gregory ! [Erit. of sound principle, and good morals; no liber Stap. Ha, ha, ha! of a certain, Andrew, thou tine, no free-thinker, no gamester.

art a ridiculous old fellow! If I had an acquaintA. Night. Gamester indeed ! I'd game him, ance with the poets, I would get them to exhibit with the devil to him !

thy humours on the stage; 'twould be a divertStap. He has more elegant resources : The wo- ing scene, and no bad moral.' man must be happy wh can engage his affections.

Enter Mrs STAPLETON and LETITIA. A. Night. I wish your ward, Miss Fairfax, was of your opinion.

Mrs Stap. Here's a fine storm! he's calling Stap. Are you sincere?

for his servant to pack up his things; he vows A. Night. Why, to be sure I am. Don't I know he'll quit the house immediately. she'll have a very considerable fortune?

Let. A happy resolution ! What a snapdragon Stap. A fig for her fortune!--here's my hand- it is! No Yorkshire housewife, in her washing so the young folks can like each other, and Mr week, can be more peevish. Manlove is consenting

Mrs Stap. I wish he was out of the house ; I A. Night. Who? who is consenting? Mr Man- cannot bear tu have your peace annoyed. love?

Stap. My peace! You have had a visitor, LeStap. Ay, surely; I'm afraid we do not rightly titia? understand each other : Which of your sons are Let. A brother artist, and a friend of Mr Manyou speaking of?

love's.-I declare I've lost my heart to him. A. Night. Which of my sons am I speaking Stap. Then, I deny that he's a friend of Mr of? the only one I ever do speak of; the only Manlove's. one which I acknowledge-Jack. You couldn't Let. On, sir, he is the prettiest man! so canthink me such a fool to recommend that puppily, did, so intelligent! full of his art, and glowing pig-tailed ape, with his essences and pulvihose-warm with all that taste for the antique, which that monkey, whom my silly brother sent to see true genius is sure to gain by travel! the world, with his grand tour, and his pictures, Stap. Ay, ay; I understand you; he's been and his impertinences ? No; I tell you once for praising your performances. all, I've done with him; he has dropt my name, Let. I own it; but, what flatters me above all, and I my nature; let him that christened him he commends your portrait exceedingly: I shall anew, keep bin---I have done with him! proceed in it with twice the spirit I began.

Stap. You shock me to hear you say so! Mrs Stap. He has turned her head with flat

A. Night. What! shan't I speak of my own son tery; the grace of Raphael, the design of Mias I think fit?

chael Angelo, Titian's warmth, and Corregio's Stap. Yes, if you speak as a father should. beauty, centre all in her uorivalled compositions !

A. Night. And who's the judye of that? Have Stap. Hey-day! where learnt you all this gabyou a son? Are you a father? No, you are a ble? here's a pack of names for a citizen's wife guardian: Heaven help the poor young woman

to get by heart! that is your ward! Marry her to Charles Man Mrs Stap. Do you think I've cleaned her pallove! Marry her to her garters sooner, and tie let, then, for nothing? The doctor's Merry-Anher up upon the curtain rod ! 'twere a better deed. drew knows the names of his drugs, or he's not And what know you of the fine arts? Are you fit for his place. We are going this instant upon a painter as well as your ward here? I see no a visit of virtû to Mr Manlove's: This young tokens of it: the London ’prentice and the March painter speaks in raptures of his collection : He to Finchly, scein to be the sum-total of your col- has some pictures which are said to be inimilection. His taste, it seems, has captivated you. table. His taste for what? for camblets, for caloys, for Let. Dear sir, I hope you've no objection. He VOL. II.

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has talked to me so much of a Lucretia by Gui- , charged at heart and head-one for courage, and do, that I am dying to visit her.

t'other for invention. Pooh! my brother's a · Stap. I should doubt, if Lucretia would do as fool to me: his coat was never in such company much for you. I hardly think, that this visit is before. Where is the lady, I say? I must see in rule.

the lady. Let. It is done every day; half the town has Dib. Well, well, be patient; you shall see the been there: I go there as a student, Besides, lady.

[Erit. Mrs Stapleton goes with me.

J. Night. Ay, this puts every thing in motion. Stap. Well, well; I am no critic in these mat Now the world goes round : It has found its legs ters: entertain yourselves, and you

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free at last, and dances like Plough-Monday. Drown leave. Much pleasure to you both-your ser-it, 'twas asleep before. What's all this lumber

[Erit. for? (Stumbling over the easel.] The devil! who Let. Come, my dear madam, the light still are you? [Speaking to the layman.] what's your serves us; let us lose no time. [Ereunt. profession? An easy, slender, dangling figure,

and as much of a gentleman as most you shall SCENE II.—The painting-room. meet.---Toe piggins! now I smoke the jest: She

paints. () damn it! she's an artist--That won't Enter Lucy.

du; there's no standing that; I must overturn Lucy. Now, the deuce fetch this madcap bro all this trumpery: I shall soon tumble you out of ther of mine; what a twitter has he thrown me the room, my dear--your reign's a short one, take into! I can settle to nothing: Madam, and her my word.---Ay, here she comes. sham painter have made a fine disorder in this I don't know any use these geniuses are

Enter DIBBLE with Lucy. of, but to put every thing out of its place. Ah! is it you?

Dib. Mr Manlove, this is Miss Fairfax. Miss,

this is Mr Manlove. Enter DIBBLE.

J. Night. Madam, behold the fondest of your Dib. Hush, hush ! compose yourself; you had slaves. My friend here, Lawver Dibble, has inlike to have ruined all : Why didn't you send formed you, that my name is Manlove, and he Gregory to the street's end, as you agreed? tells me you are called Miss l'airfax. Be it so; it

Lucy. Lud, I'm in such a futter!—I don't know, he tells a lie, he is not the first of his profession I'ın frighted. Is he here?

who has so done. If you should think that I am Dib. Ready : Primed high with brisk Cham- rather elevated and in the air, I won't deny it; paigne: The train is laid; you have the fire; Champaigne, you know, is a searching liquor, and touch it, and off it goes.

my skuli is none of the deepest : but if you supLucy. Fire! I've no fire about me. Did the pose, that I am so blind as to overlook your beauservant see you?

ties, or my own perfections, you are not the perDib. No; Gregory let us in, and has the young son I take you for. Diblle, come hither; make 'squire now in keeping. There never was so for the lady acquainted with some of my good quatunate a moment. Hark! he's at the door. lities. Discuss.

Jack. [From without.] Hist! Lawyer---Pickle Lucy. Oh, sir, what need? the good qualities ---Bully Jack !--shalți come io?

of Mr Maglore are in crery body's mouth. Dib. He must come in. Slip out a moment till J. Night. Deuce take me now, if that is any I prepare him; and then---remember Lucy, he is flattery to me Mr Manlove here, and yourself Letitia. Go your Dib. I told you, madam, what a modest young ways. [Erit Lucy.] Now, any lad of glory, I gentleman he is. shall show you a phenomenon, a star of the first J. Night. Oh, you're a precious devil ! Be water.

pleased to tell the lady, likewise, what a brave

estate I have got; such things come naturally Enter Jack NigutsHADE.

enough from a lawyer's mouth; tell her what it J. Night. Water! I scorn it: Give me wine : is, and where it lies: Drown me, if I know where There's honesty in that, and wit, and love--I'm to find an acre of it! monstrously in love---But where's the lady? Lucy. Oh, never name estate, when Mr Man

Dib. Oh! she's at hand, and half your own al- love is in the case ! Your person, air, address--ready. I've been preaching to her-Miss, says J. Night. Madam, you do me honour. Egad, 1

I shall have no occasion for courtship! Aside. J. Night. Rot your says I! who cares for what Lucy. Your genius, taste, accomplishments--you say. Show me the girl: I want no lawyer I myself have some small turn for painting in this case; Champaigne's my counsellor. You J. Night. Yes, and I should like you as well are a blockhead, Dibble, and a flincher! I'm for without it.

[ Aside. all the game: fee'd on both sides, boy; a bottle Lucy. But you, I dare say, are a master hand; in my right hand, and a bottle in my left; double and poetry, no doubt, is full as much your own.

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J. Night. Faith! there's not much to choose for grand occasions; it escorted me to the nupbetween them.

tials of the great count d'Artois; it has now the Lucy. But, then, your education---one may see honour to attend the revels of the illustrious that you have travelled.

Jack Nightshade! Dib. Oh, ves; that's very visible.

Enter Jack NichTSILADE. J. Night. Well said, lawyer--She has a damnable clack !

J. Night. Ay, and had I been willing, it might Lucy. I should be delighted to hear an account have assisted at another wedding: 'Egad, it might of your travels : I dare say you have met many have carried off a fine girl, and one of the first singular adventures.

fortunes in the city. J. Night. A thousand: but I have taken an Cha. Man. I should have thought your scenes oath never to speak of them.

had rather laid amongst the girls of freedom Lucy. Oh, you must conquer such scruples ! than of fortune ! What advantages has your uncle's bounty given J. Night. This lady, sir, had both. Swear to you, Mr Manlove, over that poor lad in the coun me you'll be secret, and I'll tell where I've been.

Chu. Man. Nay, Jack, you'll trust me, sure, J. Night. And yet I'd rather hear one kind without an oath? You know I am no tell-tale. word said of that poor lad in the country, than Where have you been? a whole volume of Mr Manlove's praises. I'm J. Night. You'll scarce believe it—where on hipped whenever I hear the subject inentioned. all this earth but to the very house where old

Dib. Make up to bin, Lucy, or he's lost! Jack Surly-boots sets up his rest! Nightshade, what are you about? One bold at Cha. Man. To Mr Stapleton's? tack, and she's your own.

J. Night. To the enemy's head-quarters. A J. Night. It may be so; but you must know high stroke! I have a kind of partiality for that same country Cha. Man. And what carried you thither? lubber, Jack Nightshade; and, till I can fiod a lady, J. Night. A girl : The wench I told you of. who will prefer him to his brother, I will remain Cha. Man. But what sort of a wench? I don't as I am : so there's an end of the matter, d’ye understand how any girl could carry you to Mr see, and no harm done. -Madam, your ser- Stapleton's. vant.

Exit. J. Night. No! she'd have carried me any Lucy. So finishes the chapter of husbands, where; all the world over: she is ready to set I thank

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with the thought of touching upon J. Night, Fairfax. the lad in the country? how could you be so

Cha. Alan. Iow! dippant?

J. Night. Letitia Fairfax. Lucy. What does it signify? He is tuo cun Cha. Man. What is it you have been doing? ning to be caught with chaff'; e’en drop your I am much interested in this lady's good opinion, project.

and if you have done or said any thing to utlend Dib. No, let despair go hang. I am not ea hersily repulsed : Take courage, and commit your J. Night. Offend her! Zooks, if you had heard self to me; I have resources yet you know not how mere a country whelp she made of me, you of. Come, Lucy, you shall see my genius rises would own I had inost reason to be offended of on defeat.

[Ereunt. the two.

Cha. Dan. Still I don't understand you; you SCENE III.---ManLove's house, tell your story confusedly; I can make out no

thing from it! Enter CHARLES MANLOVE.

J. Night. Tell it yourself, then, brother. Cha. Man. It is time to throw off the mask. Cha. Mun. But this precaution I must give I have seen and heard enough: she, who can cap: you, Jack, not to go upon that ground againtivate both eyes and ears at once, is irresistible! keep your sallies within proper bounds, and diMiss Fairfax is so composed, that she has beauty rect them to proper objects. Miss Fairfax is a enough to blind our understandings, if she want- lady for whom I have the tenderest esteem; ed wit; and wit enough to blind our eyes, if she have a care therefore, young man, how you afwanted beauty. I will go to her in this habit front her, as you value my resentinent. once again, and solicit an interview for Mr Man J. Night. Whul ! lore: If she readily grants it, I will avail myself

Enter FREDERICK. of her compliance, and instantly disclose myself. If not-But what in the name of wonder have Fred. Sir, Mr Manlove requests your comwe got here! Ha, ha, ha! my Paris suil, by all pany at his chambers immediately. that's brilliant! the very chef d'auvre of the su Cha. Nlan. I attend him-Brother, I an seperlative Mons. Le Dúc: That coat was made rious—Hitherto, I hope no mischief has been

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