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Belin. Imagine! what do you mean?-Ima Bev. Sir, I beg–I choose to be alone, sir. gine what?

Bel. Belin. and Cla. Ha, ha, ha! Bev. Don't imagine that I am to be led blind Bev. Pshaw! impertinent.

[ Aside. fold as you please.

Belin. Oh! for Fleaven's sake, let us indulge Belin. Heavens! with what gravity that was the gentleman. Let us leave him to himself, said !

and his ill-humours. This



You Ber. I am not to be deceived; I can see all shall go home, and have your tea with me. Mr around me.

Beverley, (She kisses her hand to him ut some Belin. You can?

distance, und laughs at him.) your servant, sir : Ber. I can, madam.

I wish you a good evening. A l'honneur. Belin. Well, and how do you like your pros


Beo. Distraction! you may retire. Your serBev. Oh! you may think to pass it off in rail- vant, madam. Racks and torment! this is too lery: but that picture I have this day seen in much. If she has parted with the picture; if the hands of another; in the hands of the very she has given it away—but she may only have gentleman to whoin you gave it.

lent it, or she may have lost it. But, even that, Belin. To whom I gave it?-have a care, sir; even that is an injury to me. Why should she this is another symptom of your jealous temper. not be inore careful of it? I will know the bot

Bev. But I tell you, madam, I saw it in his tom of it. That's the house the gentleman went hand.

into. I'll wait on him directly: but they are Belin. Who is the gentleman ? What's his watching me. I'll walk another way, to elude name?

their observation. Ay, ay, you may laugh, maBec. His name, madam?—'sdeath! I forgot dam, but I shall find out all your artifices. [Erit. that circumstance. Though I don't know his naine, madam, I know his person, and that is suf SCENE II.- An Apartment at Sir Joux's. ficient. Belin. Go on, sir; you are making yourself

Enter Lady Restless, meeting Robert. very ridiculous in this matter-Ha, ha !

Lady Rest. Where are you going, sir? Bev. You may laugh, madam; but it is no Rob. To my master's room, madam, to leave laughing matter, that let me assure you.

these clothes there. Belin. Oh! brave- follow your own notions. Lady Rest. Stay, sir; stay a moment. [Searches I ave


away: I have scorned your present. the pockets.] Where are his letters ? lla, ha! Poor Mr Beverley!

Rob. Letters, my lady! I know of no letters: Bro. I don't doubt you, madam : I believe I never touch his pockets. you did give it away.

Lady Rest. I guessed you would say so. You Belin. Mighty well, sir; think so, if you please. are sir John's agent ; the conductor of his I shall leave you to your own imagination : it scheines, will find wherewithal to entertain you. lla, ha ! Rob. 1, madain? The self-torinenting Beverley! Yonder I see Cla Lully Rest. You, sir, you are his secretary for rissa and Mr Bellmont. I will join them this love-aifairs. instant. Your servant, sir. Ainuse yourself Rub. I collect his rents, my lady, andwith your own fancies--Ila, ha!


Lady Rest. Oh! sir, I am not to be deceived; Bev. Plague and distraction! I cannot tell I know you are my enemy. what to make of this. She carries it oit with an Rob. Enemy, my lady! I am sure, as far as a air of confidence. And yet, if that be my picture, poor servant dare, I am a friend to both. which I saw this morning, then it is plain I am Ludy Rest. Then, tell me honestly; have not only laughed at by her. The dupe of her ca- you conveyed bis letters out of my way? price! I cannot bear it.

Rob. Indeed, madam, not I. Enter Belinda, CLARISSA, and BELLMONT. Artful man! I never can find a line after him.

Belin. Observe him now. Let us walk by him, ( Where did you go for him this morning? without taking any notice. Let us talk of any Rob. This morning? thing rather than be silent. What a charming Lady Rest. Ay, this morning. I know he sent evening!

you soinewhere. Where was it? Cla. And how yay the Park looks !--mind the Rob. Upon my word, my ladygentleman!

Lady Rest. Very well, sir: Í see how it is.Belin. Take no notice; I beg you won't. Sup- You are all bent against me. I shall never be at pose we were to shew ourselves in the Mall, rest till every servant in this house is of my own Clarissa, and walk our charms there, as the choosing: Is Tattle come home, yet? French express it?

Rob. No, madam. Bel. Ha, ha!-Beverley !-what, fixed in con Lady Rest. Where can she be gadding?templation!

Hark! I hear a rap at the door. This is sir John,

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I suppose. Stay, let me listen. I don't know the base man! what has he desired? Now he is that voice. Who can it be? Some of his liber- discovered. What has he desired ? tine company, I suppose.

Tat. He has desired, madam—the poor girl Rob. My lady, if you will believe me

does not know what to make of it-She is very Lady Rest. Hold your tongue, man : let me sober and discreet, I assure you, madam—he bas hear. You want to hinder me, do you?

desired, madam, in the dusk of the evening, that Rob. Indeed, madam

Mrs Marmalet will come, andLady Rest. Hold your tongue, I say; won't Ludy Rest. How unlucky this is? Tlie gentleyou

hold your tongue? Go about your business, man is coming. I have a miod not to see hiin : sir, go about your business. What does he say? and yet I will, too. Tattle, do you step to my [Listening.) I can't hear a word. Who is below room; as soon as he goes, I will come to you, there?

and hear all in private. (Erit Tattle. In the

dusk of the evening he desires to see her : abanEnter Tattle, with a capuchin on. doned wretch ! Lady Rest. So, Mrs Tattle, who is that at the

Enter BEVERLEY. door? Tat. A gentleman, madam, speaking to Wil Beo. Madam

[Bows. liam.

Lady Rest. Pray, walk in, sir. Lady Rest. And where have you been, mis

[Curtsies. tress? How dare you go out, without my leave? Beo. I wanted a word with sir John Restless,

Tat. Dear my lady, don't be angry with me. madam. I was so terrified about what happened in the Ludy Rest. About a picture? morning, and your ladyship was in such a peri Bev. Yes, madam, a picture I had given to lous taking about it, that I went to desire Mrs a lady; and, however insignificant in itself, it is Marmalet would justify herself and me. to me of the highest consequence, as it may con

Lady Rest. Oh! very well, Mrs Busy-Body. duce to the explanation of an affair, in which the You have been there, have you? You have been happiness of my life is concernede to frame a story among yourselves, have you, and Lady Rest. The lady is young? to hinder me from discovering? But I'll go to Bev. She is. my lady Conquest myself. I have had no an Lady Rest. And handsome? swer to my letter, and 'tis you have occasioned Bev. In the highest degree; my heart is dero it. Thanks to your meddling!

ted to her; and I have reason to suspect, that a Tat. Dear my lady, if you will but give me present from me is not of so much value as I leave: 1 have been doing you the greatest piece could wish. To be plain, madam, I imagine she of service. I believe, in my conscience, there is has given the picture away. something in what you suspect about sir John. Lady Rest. As I guessed: my suspicions are Lady Rest. Do you? why? bow?

just. Tut. I have seen Mrs Marmalet, and I have Bev. Your suspicions, madam! Did you susmade such a discovery !

pect it was given to sir John Restless ? Lady Rest. Have you, Tattle? Well! What? Lady Rest. What I know of the matter shall speaki, tell me; what is it?

be no secret to you. Pray, sir, have you spoke Tat. Robert has been there, madam, with a to the lady on this subject? message from sir John, who wants to see her in Bed. I have, but she knows nothing of the the evening; and he has desired

matter; she has lost it, she has mislaid it, she Lady Rest. Blessings on you, Tattle: well; can give no account of it. go on : tell me all.

Lady Rest. She has given it to sir John, sir, to

shew him how little she regards it. Enter a Servant.

Bev. Given it to him? What do you want, sir? Who called you ? Go Lady Rest. Given it to him, sir ! about your business.

Bev. Then, I have no further doubt. Ser. Madain, there is a gentleman wants to Lady Rest. Of what? speak with sir John about a picture.

Bev. Madam, I would not hurt your peace of Lady Rest. I had forgot me. It was he rap- mind; I would not give you an impression of sir ped at the door, I suppose ?

John, that may affect his character. Ser. Yes, madam!

Lady Rest. Oh! sir, stand upon no ceremony Lady Rest. About a picture ! This may lead with him; an injurious, false, licentious man! to some further discovery. Desire the gentle Bev. Is that his character? man to step up stairs. [Erit Servant.) And so, Lady Rest. Notoriously: he has made me Tattle, Robert has been there?

miserable ; false to his marriage vows, and wartu Tat. Yes, madam.

in the pursuit of his pleasures abroad! I have Lady Rest. And sir John wants to speak with not deserved it of him. Oh! sir John ! sir Marmalet in the evening, and has desired—Oh! John!


your trouble.

Beo. She weeps; the case is plain, and I am other circumstances come to your knowledge, I undone.

shall take it as a favour if you will acquaint me Lady Rest. Pray, sir, what is the lady's with them; for, indeed, sir, I am very unhappy. name ?

Bev. I am in gratitude bound to you, and my Bev. Belinda Blandford.

best services you shall ever command. Madam, Lady Rest. Belinda Blandford ! So far I have your most obedient. Oh, Belinda! Belinda! discovered. Aside.

[Exit. Bev. Pray, ma

am, have you ever seen her? Lady Rest. Now, sir John, how will you be Lady Rest. Seen her, sir ! 'yes, I have seen too able to confront these stubborn facts? You are much of her.

now seen through all your disguises; detected in Beo. You alarm me, madam! You have seen your true colours, Tattle within here has fresh nothing inproper, I hope?

proofs against you; and your man Robert, and Lady Rest. I don't know what you call im- the whole house. I must hear Tatile's story this proper. But, pray, wliat ought one to think of very moment.

[Erit. a young lady thrown familiarly into a gentleman's arms?

SCENE III.--The Park.
Beo. In his arms, madam! sir John's arms!
Lady Rest. In sir John's ! in open day; in

Enter Sir Johy. the Pack ; under my very window ; most fami Sir John. Yes, yes; he told me his namc-holiarly, wantonly reclining in his very arins. nestly enough. Beverley is bis name; and my Beo. Oh, Heavens !

lady Restless, now your gallant, your paramour Lady Rest. He clasping her with equal frec- is known. What do I sce? By all my wrongs, dom round the waist !

the very man again, coming out of my house Bco. False, false Belinda!

before my face! Lady Rest. Both interchanging fond, mutual glances.

BEVERLEY and Robert come out of the house. Beo. Oh, madam! the whole is come to light, Bev. There, friend, there is something for and I thank you for the discovery, though I am ruined by it. But give me leave: is all this cer Rob. I thank your honour. tain?

Sir John. Ilc bribes my servant, too; and the Lady Rest. There can be no doubt, sir ; these fellow takes it! Both in their trade--both in eyes beheld their amorous meeting.

their trade! Bev. Saw it yourself?

Bev. Could I have suspected her of such Lady Rest. Yes, all, all, sir. Sir John, I know, treachery? As I could wish : I take that to be is capable of any thing, and you know what to sir John Restless. thing of Belinda, as you call her.

Sir John. This is he to whom I have so many Ber. I now know wbat to think: I have long obligations.

[Aside. had reason to suspect.

Bev. Well encountered : your servant, sir. Lady Rest. You have, sir? Then, the whole Sir John. My servant, sir! I rather take it affair is plain enough.

you are my lady's servant. Beo. It is so. I meant an honourable connec Bev. You, if I don't unistake, sir John, are a tion with her; -but

pretty general servant of the ladies. Pray, sir, Lady Rest. But you see, sir !

have not you a picture of mine in your pocket? Bev. Yes, I see, madam

-you are sure Sir John. That, I suppose, you have heard sir John has the picture?

froin my good lady within there! Lady Rest. Sure, sir! it is your own picture. Ber. Yes, sir; and I have heard a great deal I had it in my hands but a moment, and he flew more from my lady. with ardour, with iinpetuosity, like a fury flow Sir John. I don't in the least doubt it. to it, and recovered it from me. What could be Bev. Sir, I do not mean to work myself up

inthe meaning of all that violence?

any choler about such a trifling bauble. Since Beo. The meaning is too plain.

the lady has thought proper to give


youLady Rest. And, then, sir, when charged and Sir John. Do her justice, pray; she did not pressed home with his guilt, most hypocritically, give it; so far she was true to you. I took it from he pretended to believe it the portrait of some her, sir, favourite of mine. But you know, sir, how false

Bev. Took it from her! That shews he is

upon that insinuation is.

easy terms. [Aside.] It is of no consequence to Beo. Oh, madam! I can justify you—lla, ha! me; I despise it, and you are welcome to make that is but a poor evasion, and confirms me the whal use you will of it. This I will only say, that inore in my opinion. I return you many thanks, you have made me miserable. madam, and humbly take my leave.

Sir John. What, I have interrupted your hapLady Rest. Sir, I am glad you thought it pru- piness ? dent to speak to me about this affair. If any Bev. You have. VOL. II.

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Sir John. And, no doubt, you think it cruel of Cla. My dear Belinda, I know you. Come, me so to do?

we will do the good-natured thing by you, and Bev. Call it by what name you will : you have leave you to yourselves. Success attend you. ruined me with the woman I doted on to distrac-Come, Mr Bellinont.

[Ereunt. tion.

Belin. Thyrsis, a youth of the inspired train, Sir John. A candid declaration ! Aud so, sir,

Fair Sacharissa loved, but loved in vain. you doted on ber, and never reflected that you Bev. Po! po! (Looking peecishly at her. were doing me the least injury?

Belin. Won't you know me, sir? Ber. Injury!- I promise you, sir, I will never Bev. Yes, madam, I know you : it is but too injure you again, and so you may set your mind true, that I know you. at peace. I here declare, I never will hold far Belin. Still gloomy and discontented! Come, ther intercourse with her.

come, under pain of my displeasure, brighten up Sir John: Oh! that is too late for me. I have this moment. now done with her myself. You are very wel Bev. Silly, idle, ridiculous ! come to the lady, sir! you may take her home Belin. Take care of what you are about. with vou as soon as you please. I forswear her: When I proclaim a pardon, you had better emand so I shall to il my lady this inoment. (Going brace it, than reduce yourself to the necessity of

keo. That will make her ladyship happy, no sighing, vowing, protesting, writing to me, followdoubt.

ing me up and down, kneeling at my feet, imS' John. Yes, I dare say you know it will. ploring forgivenessBev. She told me as much, sir.

Ber. Madam, you will never again see me Sir John. She did !-- why, then, you may depend humbled to that low degree. I shall keep my word, and my lady may depend Belin. Upon my word! ha, ha, ha! upon it, too. And that, I suppose, will make you Bev. Oh! you may laugh, madam : you have both happy, sir?

too long imposed upon my fond, easy credulity. Ber. My happiness is past recalling: I disdain But the witchery of your charms is over. all further connection with the lady.

Belin. Very well, sir! and you are your own Sir John. Ay, you are tired of her?

man again? Bev. I loath her, detest her, hate her, as much Bev. I am, madam; and you may be your own as I ever loved her.

woman again, or any body's woman, or every boSir John. And so do I, too, I assure you. And dy's. so I shall tell my lady this very instant. Your Belin. You grow rude, sir ! servant, sir. If I can find proof sufficient, you Bev. It is time to wave all ceremony, and to shall hear of me, I promise you. (Exit Sir John. tell you plainly, that your falsehood

Beo. I see how it is: she has been connected Belin. My falsehood, sir ! with bim, till she has palied his very appetite. Beo. Your falsehood ! -I know the whole Sdeath, I'll seek her this moment, upbraid her story. I loved you once, Belinda ; tenderly in with her falsehood, and then--by heavens! I ved you, and, by Heaven, I swear it, it is with shall do it with regret. I feel a tug at my heart sorrow, that I can no longer adore you. It is string: but, were I to be torn picce-meal, this with anguish, that I now bid you an everlasting shall be our last interview !



Belin. Explain, sir : what action of my life? Enter Belinda, Clarissa, and BELLMONT.

Bev. Your prudence forsook you at last. It Belin. Alas-a-day! poor soul! see where he was too glaring; too manifest in open day. takes bis melancholy walk! Did not I tell you, Belin. Too manifest in open day! Mr BeverClarissa, that the stricken deer could not quit this ley, I shall hate you. place?

Bev. All circumstances inform against you : Cla. And did not I tell you, Belinda, that you my picture given away! could not keep away from the pursuit?

Belin. Insolent, provoking, wrong-headed man! Bel. Pray, madam, do you want to be in at the —I'll confirm him in his error, to torment him as death, or do you mean to bring the poor thing to he deserves. (Aside.] Well, sir, what if I chose life again?

to give it away? I am mistress of my own acBelin. I! what do you mean? You brought tions, am I not? me this way.

Bev. I know that, inadam : I know that; and Cla. Well! if that is the case, we had as good I am not uneasy, madam. go home, for I want my tea.

Belin. So it seems - ha, ha!-why do you sigh, Belin. Po! not yet: it is not six o'clock. Bc. and Cla. Ha, ha !

Bev. Sigh, madam! I disdain it. Belin. What do ye laugh at?

Belin. I am glad of it; now, that is so manly! Cla. At you, my dear: why, 'tis past seven. ut pray, watch yourself well, hold a guard upon Oh! Belinda, you are the stricken deer, I find. all your passions, otherwise they will make a fool Belin. Who, I? Not I, truly; I

of you again.

poor man?

Bev. And do you take care you don't expose Thus, o'er the dying lamp, th’ unsteady flame yourself again. Lolling familiarly in a gentle Hanys quivering to a point! man's arias

Bev. With what an air she carries it! I have Belin. How?

but this one thing more to tell you : by ilcaven Bev. Here, in the Park; in open day. I loved you, to excess I loved you! such is my Belin. What can this mean?

weakness, I shall never quite forget you. I shall Ber. He inviting you to his house!

be glad, if, hereafter, I hear of your happiness, Belin. Oh! I understand him now; when I and, if I can, no dishonour shall befall you. fainted, all this was. I'll encourage bis notion, Belin. Ha, ha ! - Well, my obliging, generous to be revenged of his waspish temper. [Aside. Don Quixotte, go and fight windmills, and castles Well, sir, and what then?

in the air, and a thousand phantoms of your own Bed. What then?

creation, for your Dulcinea's sake! ha, ha, ha! Belin. Ha, ha! poor Mr Beverley! why should Bev. Contusion! Take notice, madam, that you be in a piteous taking, because I, in the this is the last tiine of my troubling you. gaiety of my heart, give away a picture I set no Belin. I shall expect you to-norrow morning. value on, or walk with a gentleman I do set a Bev. No, never; by Ileaven, never! value on, or lean on his arm, or make the man Belin. Exactly at ten; your usual hour. happy, by letting him draw on my glove?

Bev. Vav I perish at your feet, it' ever again Bev. Or draw off your glove, madam?

Belin. Oh, brave! but remember ten; kncelBelin. Ay, or draw it off?

ing, beseeching, imploring, your hand upon your Bev. Yes, or-or-or take any other liberties ? heart-- Belinda, won't you forgive me? Belin. Very true.

Bev. Damnation! -I have done : ( here bid Bev. You may make light of it, madam, but you an eternal adieu !--farewell for ever! Belin. Why, yes, a generous temper always

{Erit Bev. makes light of the favours it confers.

Belin. I shall wait breakfast for you. fld, ha ! Bev. And some generous tempers will make poor Beverley! he cannot command his temper. light of any thing to gratity their inclinations. Bur, in spite of all bis faults, I love him still

. Madam, I have done : I abjure you, eternally What the poet says of great wits, may be applied

[Going to all jealous lovers : Belin. Bon voyage ! Bev. Don't imagine that you will see me again. -To madness sure they're near allied ;

Belin. Adieu.Well, what, co again? And thin partitions do their bounds divide. Why do you linger so? [Repeats affectedly,


abjure you.



SCENE 1.-An apartment in Beverley's house. .[ Hums a tune.]—I swear for ever - [Sings.]

- Are you there, Brush? Enter BEVERLEY.

Brush. Yes, your honour: here is a letter. Beo. So, Belinda, I have escaped your snares: Bev. So unforescen, so unexpected a discoPhave recovered my freedom. And yet, if she very !-Well, well, well! What did you say, had not proved false, what a treasure of love and Brush? happiness had I in store! her beauty, po !-20 Brush. A letter for your honour, sir. more of her beauty: it is external, superficial, the Bev. Give it to me another time. [Walks mere result of features and complexion. A de- about.) I'll not make myself uneasy about her. ceitful syren, to draw the unwary into a dream of Brush. I fancy your honour 'will be glad to happiness, and then wake him into wonder at the have it now? storins and tempests that gather round him! I Beo. What did you say? have done with her; I'll think no more of her. Brush. It is a letter from Madam Belinda, sir. Oh, Belinda, Belinda!

Beo. Be inda! I won't read it : take it away.

Brush. Iley, which way is the wind now? Enter Brusu.

Some quarrel, I suppose: but the falling out of

lovers-Must I take it away, sir? Brush. Please your

Ber. I have done with her for ever. Bev. She, that in every part of life seemed so Brush. Have done with Madam Belinda, sir? amiable.

Bev. Oh, Brush, she is—-but I will not proBrush. Sir

claim her shame. No; let me still be tender of Ber. Under so fair a mask to wear such loose her. I will see her no more, Brush, that is all; designs

hear from her no more: she will not wind herBrush. What is he musing upon ?-Sir self about my heart again. I'll go out of town Bev. I have done with her for ever; ay, for directly: order my chaise to the door.


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