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Sir Thomas Roundhead




Sir Charles Dazzle





Sir Charles's Servant

Sir Thomas's Servant

Smalltrade's Servant

Lady Henrietta


Miss Dazzle

Mr. "Leant/ Mr. Emery. Mr. Munden* Mr. Fawcett. Mr. Tewnsend, Mr. Peps. Mr. Bet ter ton. Mr. Powell. Mr. Farley. Mr. Thompson. Mr'. Rees. Mr. Ledger. Mr. Simmons. Mr. Blnrton.

Mrs. Glover: Miss Murray. Miss Chapman.

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SCENE I.—.An Apartment in Smalltrade's
Banking House—Doors open in the Hall, and
Clerks seen writing.

Enter Warford and Plainly.

A/N AY, do not think me curious or impertinent, Mr. Warford—I have lived so long with you and your uncle, that I cannot see you unhappy without enquiring the cause.

Warford. My uncle is himself the cause—his weakness and credulity will undo us all.

Plainly. Excuse me, fir i but I'm afraid the young lady now on a visit at our banking house— the charming Lady Henrietta!—has she not made a very deep impression?

B fVarsord.

Watford. "Toronstss the truth, she has j and though from my inserior situation in lise, I can never aspire to the gaining of her asfections, she may still have to thank me for saving her from ruin.

Plainly. From ruin, sir 1

Warford. Ay; she is now on the very brink of it—When her father, Lord Orville, went abroad for his health, he gave her a fortune of eight thousand pounds, and left her to the care of her uncle, Sir Thomas Roundhead—At his country seat, Mr. Smalltrade met with her, and being banker to her father, he thought it his duty to invite her to his house.

Plainly. And she had no sooner enter'd it, than she became acquainted with Sir Charles and Miss Dazzle—I suspect their infamous designs.

Warford. Yes, Plainly;—when Miss Dazzle has robb'd her of her fortune at the gaming table, Sir Charles is to attempt to deprive her of her honor—but if I don't shame and expose them! Oh! think of the heartselt satisfaction in saving such a woman as Lady Henrietta! 'Tis true, most of her fortune is already lost, and Sir Thomas is so offended at her conduct, that (wanting an heir to his estate) he has adopted his god-daughter, Rosa.

Plainly. 'Sdeath! 1 wish Sir Charles and his sister were driven back to London—They are a disgrace to this, our fashionable sea-bathing town. •

Warfoid. What most I sear, is lest my uncle stiou'd join their consederacy—T know it is their plan to lure him into partnership, and he is so anxious to encrease his fortune, that under the idea of growing rich, he may be deluded into any scheme.

[smalltrade appears at the doors, reading a ledger.

Here he is—Be secret and discreet, Plainly, and perhaps the next time we converse, I may be proud to tell you, I have faved an innocent lady from treachery and ruin! [Exit,

Smalltrade. {coming fortvrd.) "Smalltrade "debtor to Sir Harry Hockley two thoufand "pounds in specie—Creditor two hundred in "paper."—Ah! that's very well! I don't know how it is—My little nice bank is not the thing it was—People of real property have become country bankers now, and play'd the devil with us petty, dashing traders. {Knocking at door.) Plainly, see who's there.

Plainly. Give me leave, fir. {Taking ledger, 6?r.)


Smalltrade. There's nothing like a snug country bank—ready money received—paper notes paid—and though I make fifteen per cent, and pay their drafts in my own bills, what of that? A five guinea note is so convenient for carriage or posting—lays so close in a letter, or flips so neatly in the sleeve of a coat—Oh! its of great use to the country, and a vast benefit to myself.

Re-enter Plainly, felloie'd hy a Servant.

Serv. Is this your country bank, as you-call it?

Plainly. It is.

Serv. I want change for this draft of Sir Harry Hockley's.

B 2 Plainly, Plainly. Very well—How much is it for?

Serv. A hundred pounds.

Smalltrade. What?

Serv. A hundred pounds.

Smalltrade. Mercy on me! You've set me all in a tremble! Draw on a country bank for a hundred pounds—Why, does your master suppose himself drawing on the bank of Amsterdam?

Plainly. True, fir 5 and if you recollect, we had a large run upon us yesterday.

Smalltrade. So we had—a very large run! Sir Thomas Roundhead drew in one draft for the enormous sum of twenty-five pounds; and here's your master draws for a hundred—Talk of a country bank! The bank of England cou'dn't stand this.

Serv. I can't tell, sir—Sir Harry faid he had ten times the money in your hands.

Smalltrade. So he has, and what then? Doesn't he place money in my hands that it may be fase? and if he is to draw it out in large sums, that is, if he is to get it when he wants it, where wou'd be the use of a banker? Plainly, pay the draft in my own notes; and d'ye mind, let them be all at thirty and forty days sight—Young man, go with my clerk.

[Exeunt Plainly ana Servant. 'Tis near the time my accomplished cousin, Miss Dazzle, is to wait upon me—She writes me word she has to communicate a new mode of growing rich—Dear! how I long to hear it? It's my way always to catch at every thing— Here she is.


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