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I'll marry our Robin the butler; he says he loves me : and he's a handsome man, and shall be my hus. band : I warrant he'll be my husband, and thank me too; for he told me so.

Enter SCANDAL, Mrs. FORESIGHT, and Nurse.

For. Did he so? I'll dispatch him for it presently ! Rogue ! Oh, Nurse, come hither.

Nurse. What is your worship’s pleasure ?

For. Here take your young mistress, and lock her up presently, till farther orders from me.

Not a word, hussy-Do what I bid you. No reply : away. And bid Robin make ready to give an account of his plate and linen, dy'e hear? Be gone, when I bid you.

[Exeunt Nurse and Miss Prue. Mrs. For. What's the matter, husband ?

For. 'Tis not convenient to tell you now-Mr. Scandal, Heaven keep us all in our senses ! I fear there is a contagious frenzy abroad. How does Va. lentine ?

Scand. O, I hope he will do well again. I have a message from him to your niece Angelica.

For. I think she has not returned since she went abroad with Sir Sampson. Nurse, why are you not gone ? [Enter Ben.] Here's Mr. Benjamin ; he can tell us if his father be come home.

Ben. Who? Father ? Ay, he's come home vengeance.

Mrs. For. Why, what's the matter?
Ben. Matter! Why, he's mad.

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For. Mercy on us ! I was afraid of this.

Ben. And there's a handsome young woman, she, as they say brother Val. went mad for, she's mad too, I think.

For. O my poor niecel my poor niecel is she gone too? Well, I shall run mad next.

Mrs. For. Well, but how mad ? how d’ye mean?

Ben. Nay, I'll give you leave to guess—I'll undertake to make a voyage to Antigua.-—No, I mayn't say so, neither-- but I'll sail as far as Leghorn, and back again, befc 'e you shall guess at the matter, and do nothing else. Mess, you may take in all the points of the compass, and not hit the right.

Mrs. For. Your experiment will take up a little too much time.

Ben. Why then I'll tell you: there's a new wedding upon the stocks, and they two are going to be married to rights.

Scand. Who?

Ben. Why father, and the young woman. I can't hit her name.

Scand. Angelica ?
Ben. Ay, the same.
Mrs. For. Sir Sampson and Angelica? Impossible!
Ben. That may be—but I'm sure it is as I tell you.
Scand. 'Sdeath, it is a jest. I can't believe it.

Ben. Look you, friend; it is nothing to me, whether you believe it or no. What I say is true, d'ye see ; they are married, or just going to be married, I know not which.

For. Well, but they are not mad, that is, not lu. natic?

Ben. I don't know what you may call madnessbut she's mad for a husband, and he's horn-mad, I think, or they'd never make a match together. Here they come. Enter Sir SAMPSON, ANGELICA, and BUCKRAM.

Sir S. Where is this old soothsayer? this uncle of mine elect ?-Aha! old Foresight! uncle Foresight! wish me joy, uncle Foresight, double joy, both as uncle and astrologer: here's a conjunction that was not foretold in all your Ephemeres! The brightest star in the blue firmament—is shot from above, in a jelly of love, and so forth ; and I'm lord of the ascendant. Odd, you're an old fellow, Foresight, uncle I mean; a very old fellow, uncle Foresight; and yet you shall live to dance at my wedding; faith and troth you shall. Odd, we'll have the music of the spheres for thee, old Lilly, that we will; and thou shalt lead up a dance in via lactea.

For. I'm thunder-struck! You are not married to

my niece?

Sir S. Not absolutely married, uncle; but very near it; within a kiss of the matter, as you see.

[Kisses Angelica. Ang. 'Tis very true indeed, uncle; I hope you'll be my father, and give me.

Sir S. That he shall, or I'll burn his globes. Body o’me, he shall be thy father: I'll make him

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thy father, and thou shalt make me a father, and I'll make thee a mother; and we'll beget sons and daughters enough to put the weekly bills out of countenance.

Scand. Death and hell! Where's Valentine? [Exit. Mrs. For. This is so surprising

Sir S. How! What does my aunt say ? surprising, aunt? not at all, for a young couple to make a match in winter! Not at all-It's a plot to undermine cold weather, and destroy that usurper of a bed called a warming-pan.

Mrs. For. I'm glad to hear you have so much fire in you, Sir Sampson.

Ben. Mess, 1 fear his fire's little better than tinder; mayhap it will only serve to light a match for somebody else. The young woman's a handsome young woman, I can't deny it: but father, if I might be your pilot in this case, you should not marry her. It is just the same thing as if so be you should sail as far as the Streights withont provision.

Sir S. Who gave you authority to speak, sirrah? To your element, fish ; be mute, fish, and to sea. Rule your helm, sirrah ; don't direct me.

Ben. Well, well, take you care of your own helm; or you mayn't keep your new vessel steady.

Sir S. Why, you impudent tarpawlin! sirrah, do you bring your forecastle jests upon your father? But I shall be ever with you; I won't give you a groat. Mr. Buckram, is the conveyance so worded, that nothing can possibly descend to this scoundrel ?

I would not so much as have him have the prospect of an estate, though there were no way to come to it, but by the north-east passage.

Buck. Sir, it is drawn according to your directions; there is not the least cranny of the law unstopt.

Ben. Lawyer, I believe there's many a cranny and leak unstopt in your conscience! If so be that one had a pump to your bosom, I believe we should discover a foul hold. They say a witch will sail in a sieve-but I believe the devil would not venture aboard your conscience. And that's for you.

Sir S. Hold your tongue, sirrahı.—How now? who's here?

Enter TATTLE, and Mrs. FRAIL.
Mrs. F. O, sister, the most unlucky accident!
Mrs. For. What's the matter?

Tatt. O the two most unfortunate poor creatures in the world we are !

For. Bless us! how so?

Mrs. F. Ah, Mr. Tattle and I, poor Mr. Tattle and I are I can't speak it out.

Tatt. Nor 1 -But poor Mrs. Frail and I are
Mrs. F. Married.
For. Married! How ?

Tatt. Suddenly-before we knew where we were --that villain Jeremy, by the help of disguises, trick'd us into one another.

For. Why, you told me just now, you went hence in haste to be married !

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