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your arms!

me, sir.

Sir John, My lady Restless! My lady Rest meet you under my very window, to loll softly in less! What can you say for yourself now?

Lady Rest. What can I say for myself, sir Sir John. Hey! how! John?

Lady Rest. Her arm thrown carelessly round Sir John. Ay, madam! this picture

your neck! Your hand tenderly applied to her Lady Rest. Yes, sir, that picture !

check. Sir John. Will be evidence

Sir John. 'Sdeath! that's unlucky-she will Lady Rest. Of your shame, sir John.

turn it against me!

(Aside. Sir John. Of my shame! 'Tis very true what Lady Rest. You are in confusion, are you, sir? she says : yes, madam, it will be an evidence of But why should you? You meant no harmmy shame: I feel that but too sensibly. But, • You are safe with me, my dear-Will you step ou your part

into my house, my love? Yes, sir, you would fain Lady Rest. You own it then, do you?

bring her into my very house. Sir John. Own it! I must own it, madam; Sir John. My lady Restless, this evasion is though confusion cover me, I must own it: it is mean and paltry. You beheld a young lady in what you have deserved at my bands.

distress. Laily Rest. I deserve it, sir John! Find ex Lady Rest. I know it; and you, tender-heartcuses if you will. Cruel, cruel inan! To make ed man, could caress her out of mere compasme this return at last. I cannot bear it. Oh! sion: you could gaze wantonly out of charity; oh!--[Cries.]—Such black injustice !

from pure benevolence of disposition, you could Sir John. You may weep; but your tears are convey her to some convenieut dwelling. Oh! Jost: they fall without etfect. I now renounce sir John, sir John ! you for ever. This picture will justify me to the Sir John. Madam, this well-acted passionwide world; it will shew what a base woman Lady Rest. Don't imagine she has escaped you have been. Lady Rest. What does the man mean?

Sir John. You may talk and rave, madam; Sir John. The picture of your gallant, madam! but, depend upon it, I shall spare no pains to do The darling of your amorous bours, who gratifies myself justice on this occasion. Nor will I rest your luxurious appetites abroad, and

tillLully Rest. Scurrilous wretch! Oh! sir, you Lady Rest. Oh! fy upon you, sir John : these are at your old stratagem, I find : recrimination, artificesyou think, will serve your turn.

Sir John. Nor will I rest, madam, until I have Sir John. It is a pity, you know, madam, that found, by means of this instrument, here, in my a woman should be tied to a man for life, even hand, who your darling is. I will go about it though she has a mortal hatred for him.

straight. Ungrateful, treacherous woman! Lady Rest. Artful hypocrite!

[Exit Sie Joux. Sir John. That she cannot change her husband Lady Rest. Yes; go, under that pretext, in as she does her ear-rings or her gloves.

pursuit of

your licentious pleasures. This ever Lady Rest. Sir John, this is your old device : 1 has been his scheme to cloak his wicked practithis won't avail you.

ces: abandoned man! to face me down, too, alSir John. Had the original of this fallen to ter what my eyes so plainly beheld! I wish I your lot, you could kiss the picture for ever. could wring that secret out of Tattle. I'll step You can gloat upon it, madam; glue your very to my own room directly, and try, by menaces, Tips to it.

by wheedling, by fair means, by foul means, by Lady Rest. Shallow artifice!

every means, to wrest it from her. (Eril. Sir John. With him you could be for ever happy:

SCENE II.- The Park.
Lüdy Rest. This is all in vain, sir John.
Sir John. Had such a dear, dear man fallen to

Enter Sie John and Robert.
your lot, instead of the brute, the monster-Am Sir John. Come hither, Robert. Look at this
I a monster? I am; and you have made me so. picture.
The world shall know your infamy.

Rob. Yes, sir. Lady Rest. Oh! Brave it out, sir; brave it Sir John. Let me watch his countenance. out to the last; harmless, innocent inan! You Well! well! dost thou know it, Robert ? have nothing to blush for; nothing to be asha Rob. 'Tis a mighty handsome picture, sir. med ot; you have no intrigues, no private amours Sir John. A handsome picture !

(Aside. abroad. I have not seen any thing, not I. Rob. The finest lady in the land need not de

Sir John. Madam, I have seen, and I now see, sire a handsomer man, sir. your paramour.

Sir John. How well he knows the purposes of Lady Rest. That air of confidence will be of it!-Well! well! honest Rubert, tell me : well great use to you, sir. You have no convenient to —who is it?-tell me?


Rob. Sir!

Madam, Sir John. You know whose picture it is: I • My lady Conquest being gone into the counknow you do. Well! well! who-who-who is try for a few days, I have judged it proper to

send a speedy answer to yours, and to assure Rob. Upon my word, sir, it is more than I can you, for your peace of mind, that you need not

entertain the least suspicion of Marmalet, my Sir John. Not know! I am convinced you do. lady's woman. She has lived some years in my So, own the truth : don't be a villain; don't. ' family, and I know her by experience to be an Rob. As I am an honest man, sir

honest, trusty girl, incapable of making misSir John. Be an honest man, then, and tell chief between your ladyship and sir John.

Did you never see such a smooth-faced, I have the honour to be, fiery-eyed, warm-complexioned, taper young sel Madam, your very humble servant, low here about


•CONQUEST.' Rob. Never, sir.

So, so, so !-Yarmalet is a trusty girl ! one that Sir John. Not with my wife !--to drink choco will not make mischiet between man and wife! late of a morning, tea of an evening? Come, ho- that is to say, she will discover nothing against niest Robert, I'll give you a lease of a good farm. my lady Restless! for her peace of iniud, he letz What say you ? A lease for your life—well! well! madam know all this, too! She may go on boldly -you may


your wife's life into the bargain. now; my lady Conquest is gone into the counWell!

try, Marmalet is trusty, and my lord has given Rob. Believe me, sir John, I never saw her the most speedy notice. V'ery well! very

Sir John. I'll add your child's life. Come, well! proofs thicken upon proofs. Shall I go dispeak out-your own life, your wife's life, and rectly and challenge his lordship? ---No--10-your child's! now! now! a lease for three lives! that won't do. Watch him closcly, that will do Now, Robert !

better. If I could have a word in private with Rob. As I hope for mercy, I nerer saw any the maid-Robert, Robert, come hither! Step soch a gentleman!

to my lord Conquest's—but with caution proSir John. Robert, Robert, you are bribed by ceed-ingure there for Marmalet, the maid. py wite.

Rob. I know her, sir. Rob. No; as I am a sinner, sir.

Sir John. He knows her!

[ Aside. Sir John. And the worst of sinners you will be, Rob. She visits our Tattle, sir. if you are a conte derate in this plot against my Sir John. Visits our Tattle!--it is a plain case. peace and honour. Reflect ou that, Robert. [Asi:le.] Inquire for that girl, but with caution:

tell her to meet me privately; unknown to any Enter a Footman.

body; in the dusk of the evening; in the Bird

Cage Walk, yonder. Foot. Pray, does not sir John Restless live Rob. I will, sir. somewhere hereabout?

Sir John. And don't let Tattle scc her. TatSir John. He does, friend; what is your busi- tle has engaged her in her mistress's interest. I ness with hiin?

see how it is. Don't let any of my servants see Foot. My business is with his lady.

her: go directly, Robert. Now shall I judge Sir John. I guessed as much. [Aside. what regard you have for me. But, hark ye:

Foot. I have a letter here for my lady Rest- come hither! a word with you. Should it be less, sir.

known that this girl converses with me: should Sir John. A letter for my lady !--from whom, my lady have the least item of it, they will be

upon their guard. Let her coine wrapped up in Foot. From my lord Conquest.

darkness : concealed from every observer, with a Sir John. My lord Conquest! very well, friend : mask on. Ay, let it be with a mask. you may give the letter to me. I am sir John Rob. A mask, sir John? Won't that make her Restless : that is my house. Let me have the be remarked the more ! letter : I will take care of it.

Sir John. No, no; let her come masked; I Foot. I was ordered to deliver it into my lady's will make every thing sure. Robert, bring this own hand.

about for me, and I am your friend for ever. Sir John. The devil you was ! I must have the Rob. I will do my endeavour, sir. {Erit Ron. letter. I'll buy it of the rascal. (Aside.] Here, Sir John. I'll now take a turn round the Park, take this for your trouble, friend, [Gives him and try if I can find the minion this picture beMoney.) and I'll take care of the letter.

longs to.

[Exit Sir JOHN. Foot. I humbly thank your honour. [Erit.

Sir John. Now, now, now; let me see what Enter BEVERLEY and BELLMONT. this is. Now, my lady Restless; now false one, now. (Reads.)

Bet. Yes; they had almost surprised 115: but


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at sight of her father, Belinda gave the word, and some fellow, and of agreeable talents, he has away I darted down towards the canal.

such a strange diffidence in himelf, and such a Bel. Was sir William with him?

solicitude to please, that he is every moment of Bev. Yes; they had been plotting our ruin. his life most ingeniously elaborating his owo unBut we shall out-officer them, it is to be hoped. easiness. Bel. Yes; and it is also to be feared that we

Enter Sir John. Bev. Hey! you alarm me :

no new mine sprung?

Sir John. Not yet, not yet ; nobody like it as Bel. Nothing but the old story. Our wise fa- yet. lla! who is that hovering about my house? thers are determined. At the turning of yonder -If that should be he now !I'll examine corner, they came both full tilt upon Clarissa and him nearer -Pray, sir-what the devil shall I


-Pray, sir Bev. Well; and how ! what passed?

Bel, Sir! Bel. Why, they were scarcely civil to your Sir John. I beg pardon for troubling you, sir; sister. Sir William fixed his surly eye upon me but, pray what o'clock is it by your watch? for some time : at last he began : You will run Bel. By my watch, sir !—I'll let you know in

counter to iny will, I see : you will be ever dang- a moment.
‘ling after that girl: but Mr Blandford and I have Sir John. Let me examine him now-

agreed upon the match :' and, then, he peremp (Looks at him, and then at the picture. torily commanded me to take my leave of Cla Bel. Egad, I am afraid my watch is not right: rissa, and fix my heart upon your Belinda. it must be later. (Looking at his watch. Beo. And did you so ?'

Sir John. It is not like him. Bel. And did you so ? How can you ask such

[Comparing the picture. a question? Sir, says I, I must see the lady home; Bel. It does not go, I am afraid. and off I marched, arm in arm, with her, my fa

[Puts it to his ear. ther bawling after me, and I bowing to him, “Sir,

Sir John. The eyeyour humble servant, I wish you a good morn Bel. Why, sir, by my watch it wants a quar‘ing, sir.'—He continued calling out: I kissed ter of three. my hand to him; and so, we made our escape.

Sir John. It is not he: and yet-no-no-no Bev. And where have you left Clarissa ? -I am still to seek. Bel. At home; at your house. Bev. Well! and do you both continue in the

Enter BEVERLEY. same mind? is to-morrow to be your weddingdav?

Bev. Bellmont! Another word with you. Bel. Now are you conjuring up a thousand Sir John. Here comes another; they are all borrid fancies to torinent yourself. But don't be swarming about my house. alarmed, my dear Beverley. I shall leave you Bev. I have 'seen ber; I have seen Belinda, your Belinda, and content myself with the ho- my boy: she will be with Clarissa in the Park nour of being your brother-in-law.

immediately after dinner, you rogue. Bev. Sir, the honour will be to me-But un Sir John. I want to see his face; this may be easy!-ha, ha!

-no-no- I am not un- the original. easy, vor shall I ever be so again.

Bev. Her father has been rating her in bis Bel. Keep that resolution, if you can. Do usual manner; but your marriage with my sister you dine with us at the club?

will settle every thing. Bev. With all my heart : I'll attend you. Sir John. I'll walk round him. [Sings.] Loll,

Bel. That's right ; let us turn towards the toll, loll !—[ Looks at him.)--ha! it has bis air. Mall, and saunter there till dinner.

[Sings.] Loll, toll, loll,-and it has his eye! Loll Bev. No; I can'ı go that way yet. I must in- toll, loll,

[Walks to and fro. quire how Belinda does, and what her father Bev. Prithee, Bellmont, don't be such a dango said to her. I have not seen her since we parted ling lover, but consummate at once, for the sake in the morning.

of your friend. Bel. And now, according to custom, you will Sir John. It has his nose, for all the world. make ber an apology for leaving her, when there Bel. Do you spirit your sister up to keep her was an absolute necessity for it, and you'll fall to resolution, and to-morrow puts you out of all an explanation of circunstances, that require no pain. explanation at all, and refine upon things, and Sir John. Loll, toll, loll!—it has his complexion ; torment yourself and her into the bargain. the same glowing, hot, amorous complexion. Bev. Nay, if you begin with your raillery, I

(Sings, and looks uncasy. am off: your servant; a l'honneur. [Exit Bev. Beo. Who is this gentleman?

Bel. (Alone.) Poor Beverley! Though a hand Bel. An odd fellow he seems to be.



a mere

Sir John. Loll, toll, loll—it has his shoulders. prevent him, and so into my pocket it goes. Loll, toll, loll—Ay, and I fancy the mule upon the There, lie safe there! cheek, too. I wish I could view him nearer : Bev. Confusion ! he puts it up in a hurry. loll, toll, loll !

Will you be so good, sir, as to favour me with Beh. He seems mad, I think. Where are his keepers?

Sir John. Sir, I wish you a good day. Sir John. Begging your pardon, sir

-Pray Bev, With a sight of that picture for a mo(Looking at the picture.)-Pray, sir, can you tell ment? whether we shall have a Spanish war?

Sir John. The picture, sir Po! Bev. Not I truly, sir. (To BellmoNT.] Here daub. is a politician out of his senses.

Bev. A motive of curiosity, sirBel

. He has been talking to me, too: he is too Sir John. It is not worth your seeing. I wish well dressed for a poet.

you a good day. Bev. Not, if he has had a good subscription. Bev. I shall take it as a favour. Sir John. He has the mole, sure enough. Sir John. A paltry thing. I have not a mo

[Aside. ment to spare; my family is waiting dinner. Sir, Bev. Let us step this way, to avoid this im- I wish you a good morning. pertinent blockhead.

Runs into his house. Sir John. Ay! he wants to sneak off. Guilt! Beo. Death and fire ! Bellmont, my picture ! guilt! conscious guilt! I'll make sure of him. Bel. Oh! no--no such thing. Pray, sir,-I beg your pardon-Is not your name Beo. But I am sure of it. If BelindaWildair?

Bel. What, relapsing into suspicion again! Bev. No, sir, Beverly, at your service.

Bev. Sir, I have reason to suspect. She Sir John. Have you no relation of that name? slights me, disdains me, treats me with conBeo. None.

tempt. Sir John. You are very like a gentleman of Bel. But I tell you, that unhappy temper of that name--a friend of mine, whose picture yours-Prithee, man, leave teasing yourself, and I have here-- Will you give me leave just let us adjourn to dinner.

Bev. No, sir; I shan't diue at all. I am not [Compares him with the picture. well. Beo. Ao odd adventure this, Bellmont ! Bel. Ridiculous! how can you be so absurd? Bel. Very odd, indeed.

I'll bett you twenty pounds, that is not your picBeo. Do you find any likeness, sir?

Sir John. Your head a little more that way, if Bev. Done; I take it. you please. Ay, ay! it is he. Yes, a plain Bel. With all my heart; and I'll tell you more ; case; this is my man, or rather,—this is my wife's if it be yours, I will give you leave to be as

jealous of her as you please. Come, now let us Beo. Did you ever know any thing so whimsi- adjourn. cal?

Ber. I attend you. In the evening we shall Bel. Never-ha, ha, ha!

know the truth. "If it be that I gave Belinda, Sir John. They are both laughing at me. Ay! she is false, and I am miserable. [Ereunt. and I shall be laughed at by the whole town, pointed at, hooted at, and gazed at !

Sir John. (Peeping after them.] Ber. What do I sce? 'Sdeath, the setting of Sir John. There he goes! there he goes! the that picture is like what I gave to Belinda. Dis- destroyer of my peace and happiness !.--I'll tractiou! if it is the same

follow him, and make sure that he has given me

[Drawing near him. the right name; and then, my lady Restless, the Sir John. He makes his approach, and means, mine is sprung, and I have done with you for 1 suppose, to snatch it out of iny hand. But I'll | ever.






me his.

SCENE I.-- The former Scene continues. der to see you most heartily jealous of him in

the end. Enter Belinda and CLARISSA.

Belin. Jealous !-Oh Ileavens !--jealous inBelin. But have you really fixed every thing, deed ! Clarissa?

Cla. Well, I say no more. As to my brother. Cla. Positively, and to-morrow morning makes here he comes, and let hiin speak for himself. Belin. To-morrow morning!

Enter BEVERLEY and BELLMONT. Cla. Yes, to-morrow morning, I release Mr Bel. Well argued, sir : you will have it your Bellmont from his fetters, and resign ny person own way, and I give up the point. Ladies, your to him.

most obedient. I hope we have not transgressed Belin. Why, that is what we poor women, our time? after all the victories of our charms, all the Belin. Not in the least; you are both very extriumphs of our beauty, and all the murders of act. True as the dial to the sun. pur eyes, must come to at last,

Ber. [In a peetish manner.] Although it be Cla. Well, and in that we but imitate the men. not shone upon. Don't we read of their conquering whole king Belin. Although it be not shone upon, Mr Bedoms, and then submitting, at last, to be govern- verley! why with that dejected air, pray, sir? ed by the vanquished?

Bel. There again now! you two are going to Belin. Very true, Clarissa; and I don't know commence wrangling lovers once more. A propos, but you are a heroine equal in fame to any of Belinda- now, Beverley, you shall see — be them, nay, superior: for your scheme, I take it, so good, madam, as to let me see this gentleis not to unpeople the world.

man's picture. Clu. Prithee, don't talk so wildly. To tell you Belin. His picture! what can you want it for? the truth, now that I have settled the affair, 1 You shall have it. [Searching her pocket. begin to be alarmed at what I have done.

Bel. Now, Beverley, do you confess how Belin. Oh! dear, dear affectation !

wrong you have been Cla. Actually now, positively, I am terrified Bev. Why, I begin to see my mistake. Say not to death.

a word to her : she'll never forgive me, if you Belin. To be sure :-our sex must play its discover my infirmity.

[ Apart. tricks, and summon up all its fantastic train of Belin. It is not in that pocket: it must be doubts and fears. But courage, my dear; don't here.

Searches. be frightened; for the same sex within that heart Bel. You have been sad company, on account of yours will urge you on, and never let you be of this strange suspicion. at rest, till you have procured yourself a tyrant Bev. I own it; let it drop; say no more. for life.

(Aside. Cla. A tyrant, Belinda! I think more gene Belin. Well, I protest and vow- Where can rously of Mr Bellmont, than to imagine he will it be? Come, gentlemen, this is some trick of usurp to himself an ill use of his power. yours: you have it among ye. Mr Bellmont,

Belin. To deal candidly, I am of your opinion. Mr Beverley, pray return it to me. But tell me now, am not I a very good girl, to Bev. No, inadam, it is no trick of ours. resign such a man to you?

[Angrily Cla. Why, indeed, I must confess the obliga Belin. As I live and breathe, I have not got it! tion.

Ber. What think you now, Bellmont? Belin. Ay! but to resign him for one whose Bel. She'll find it presently, man; don't shew temper does not promise that I shall live under your humours: be upon your guard; you'll undo so mild a government?

yourself else. Clarissa, shall you and I saunter Cla. How do you mean?

down this walk? Belin. Why, Mr Beverley's strange caprices, Clu. My brother seems out of humour: wbat suspicions, and unaccountable whimsics, are e- is the matter now? nough to alarm one upon the brink of matri. Bel. I'll tell you presently: let us step this


[Erit with CLARISSA. Cla. Well, I vow I cann't help thinking, Be Belin. Well, I declare, I don't know what is linda, that you are little subject to vain sur-come of this odious picture. mises and suspicions yourself.

Bev. This odious picture! how she expresses it! Belin. Now you are an insincere girl. You Belin. You may look grave, sir, but I have it know I am of a temper too generous, too open-not.

Cla. I grant all that; but by this constant re Bev. I know you have not, madam; and petition of the same doubts, I should not won- though you may imagine

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