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him. [Aside.] [Seems to hesitate.]
you a mind for a laugh at Joseph ?
Char. I should like it of all things
Sir Pet. Gad I'll tell him
discovering me in the closet

Hark'ye, Charles,

let's have it.

have

I'll be even with Joseph for

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he had a girl with him when I called, Char. Who, Joseph! impossible!.

Hark'ye, Charles,

Sir Pet. Yes, a little French milliner [takes him to the front] and the best of the joke is, she is now in the room. Char. The devil she is! Where?

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Char. Lady Teazle, by all that's wonderful!

Sir Pet. Lady Teazle, by all that's horrible!

Char. Sir Peter, this is the smartest little French milliner I ever saw. But pray what is the meaning of all this? You seem to have been playing at hide and seek *) here, and for my part, I don't know who's in or who's out of the seMadam; will you please to explain? Not a word! Brother, is it your pleasure to illustrate? Morality dumb Well, though I can make nothing of it, I suppose you perfectly understand one another, good folks, and so I'll Brother, I am sorry you have given that worthy man so much cause for uneasiness Sir Peter, there's nothing in the world so noble as a man of sentiment Ha, ha,

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appearances are against I'll explain every thing

Lady Teazle

to your ward Maria

I say

and

*) Hide and seek, ein Kinderspiel: Verstecken und Suchen.

Lady Teazle

I say

knowing the jealousy of my of

your temper she called in here in order that she

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Sir Pet. A very clear account truly and I dare say the lady will vouch for the truth of every word of it.

L. Teaz. [Advancing] For not one syllable, Sir Peter. Sir Pet. What the devil! don't you think it worth your while to agree in the lie?

L. Teaz. There's not one word of truth in what that gentleman has been saying.

Jos. Zounds, madam, you won't ruin me!

L. Teaz. Stand out of the way, Mr. Hypocrite, I'll speak for myself.

Sir Pet. Ay, ay let her alone she'll make a better

story of it than you did.

L. Teaz. I came here with no intention of listening to his addresses to Maria, and even ignorant of his pretensions; but seduced by his insidious arts, at least to listen to his addresses, if not to sacrifice bis honour, as well as my own, to his unwarrantable desires.

Sir Pet. Now I believe the truth is coming indeed.
Jos. What! is the woman mad?

L. Teaz. No, Sir, she has recovered her senses. Sir Peter, I cannot expect you'll eredit me; but the tenderness you expressed for me, when I am certain you did not know I was within hearing, has penetrated so deep into my soul, that could I have escaped the mortification of this discovery, my future life should have convinced you of my sincere repenAs for that smooth-tongued hypocrite, who would have seduced the wife of his too credulous friend, while he pretended an honourable passion for his ward, I now view him in so despicable a light, that I shall never again respect myself for having listened to his addresses. [Exit.]

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[Exit Joseph following.]

ACT V.

SCENE I.

Joseph Surface's Apartment.

Jos. Mr. Stanley! why should you think I would

see Mr. Stanley! you know well enough he comes intreating for something.

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Jos. 'Pshaw, you blockhead; I am so distracted with my own misfortunes, I am not in a humour to speak to any one but shew the fellow up. [Exit Servant.] Sure fortune never played a man of my policy such a trick before character ruined with Sir Peter my hopes of Maria lost I'm in a pretty humour to listen to poor relations truly. I shan't be able to bestow even a benevolent sentiment on old Stanley. Oh, here he comes; I'll retire, and endeavour to put a little charity in my face however.

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Enter Sir Oliver and Rowley.

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Sir Oliv. What, does he avoid us? That was him "), was it not?

Rowl. Yes, Sir; but his nerves are too weak to bear the sight of a poor relation: I should have come first to break the matter to him.

Sir Oliv. A plague of his nerves — yet this is he whom Sir Peter extols as a man of a most benevolent way of thinking. Rowl, Yes he has as much speculative benevolence as any man in the kingdom, though he is not so sensual as to indulge himself in the exercise of it.

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Sir Oliv. Yet he has a string of sentiments, I suppose, at his fingers ends.

*) That was him, in der gemeinen Sprechart statt: that was he

Rowl. And his favourite one is, That charity begins at

home.

Sir Oliv. And his, I presume, is of that domestic sort, which never stirs abroad at all.

Rowl. Well, Sir, I'll leave you to introduce yourself as old Stanley; I must be here again to announce you in your real character.

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Rowl. Without losing a moment,

Sir Oliv. Here he comes

of his features.

I don't like the complaisance

Enter Joseph.

Jos. Sir, your most obedient; I beg pardon for keeping you a moment Mr. Stanley, I presume.

Sir Oliv. At your service, Sir.

Jos. Pray, be seated, Mr. Stanley, I intreat you, Sir. Sir Oliv. Dear Sir, there's no accasion. [Aside.] Too ceremonious by half.

I think, Mr.

Jos. Though I have not the pleasure of your acquaintance, I am very glad to see you look so well. Stanley, you was nearly related to my mother,

Sir Oliv, I was, Sir; so nearly, that my present poverty, I fear, may do discredit to her wealthy children; else I would not presume to trouble you now.

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Jos. Ah, Sir, don't mention that For the man who is in distress has ever a right to claim kindred with the wealthy; I am sure I wish I was of that number, or that it was in my power to afford you even a small relief.

Sir Oliv. If your uncle Sir Oliver was here, I should have a friend.

Jos. I wish he was, Sir, you should not want an advo cate with him, believe me.

Sir Oliv. I should not need one, my distresses would recommend me. But I imagined bis bounty had enabled you to be the agent of his charities.

Jos. Ah, Sir, you are mistaken; avarice, avarice, Mr. Stanley, is the vice of age; to be sure it has been spread abroad that he has been very bountiful to me, but without the least foundation, though I never chose to contradict the report.

Sir Oliv. And has he never remitted you bullion *), rupees **), or pagodas ***)?

Jos. Oh, dear Sir, no such thing. I have indeed received some trifling presents from him, such as shawls, avadavits ****), and Indian crackers; nothing more, Sir.

Sir Oliv. There's gratitude for twelve thousand pounds! [Aside.] Shawls, avadavits, and Indian crackers!

Jos. Then there's my brother, Mr. Stanley; one would scarce believe what I have done for that unfortunate young man. Sir Oliv. Not I for one.

Jos. Oh, the sums I have lent him! amiable weakness

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I must own I can't defend it, tho' it appears more blameable at present, as it prevents me from serving you, Mr. Stanley, as my heart directs.

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Jos. I am very unhappy to say it's not in my power at present; but you may depend upon hearing from me when I can be of any service to you.

Sir Oliv. Sweet Sir, you are too good.

Jos. Not at all, Sir; to pity without the power to relieve, is still more painful, than to ask and be denied. Indeed, Mr. Stanley, you have deeply affected me. Sir, your most devoted; I wish you health and spirits.

Sir Oliv. Your ever grateful and perpetual [bowing low] humble servant,

Jos. I am extremely sorry, Sir, for your misfortunes Here, open the door Mr. Stanley, your most devoted. Your most obliged servant. Charles, you are

Sir Oliv.

my heir.

[Aside, and exit.]

Jos. This is another of the evils that attend a man's having so good a character

It subjects him to the importunity of the necessitous the pure and sterling ore of charity is a very expensive article in the catalogue of a man's virtues; whereas, the sentimental French plate I use, answers the purpose full as well, and pays no tax.

[Going. ]

*) Ballion, Klumpen unbearbeiteten Goldes oder Silbers. **) Rupee, eine Indianische Münze (s. Theil I S. 467. ***) Pagod, gleichfalls eine Indianische Goldmünze, an Werth a Rthlr. 5 Gr. bis 2 Rthlr. 11 Gr. ****), Avadavits, vermuthlich der auch unter dem Namen Hirundo esculenta bekannte Indianische Vogel.

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