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Smalltrade. By this time he's lost his last guinea, ha, ha, ha!

[Exit Pave. Come, George, let's go wait below, and depend on't, that fellow will extricate Henrietta—What an odd dog! He seems so anxious for preferment, that I've a great mind to turn away my under clerk on purpose to give him a place.


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SCENE II.-- Another Apartment at Sir Charles's.

Sir CHARLES and Lady HENRIETTA, discovered

at Cards.

Sir Charles. Point-Sixty.
Lady Henrietta. Good.
Sir Charles. Sixieme major.
Lady Henrietta, Good.
Sir Charles. Quatorze.

Lady Henrietta. Good(rises) I'll play no more
Never was such a series of ill luck-Well,
Sir Charles, what have I lost?

Sir Charles. Oh, a trife! Never think of it, Lady Henrietta.

Lady Henrietta. Nay, you may as well seal my doom at once-Come!

Sir Charles. Well, if you insist—Here are your notes for money lent at Faro, one thousand pounds, and what I have now won is five hundred, making in the whole fifteen hundred pounds.


Lady Henrietta. A very picasant trille! Buc don't imagine I can't pay you, sir, don't

Sir Charles. Nay, allow me to relieve you ať once~Take back the notes, forget the debt, and think me amply paid, if but a sinile the return.

Lady Henrietta. No, Sir Charlescannot consent to be fo obliged-'Iis true, my imprudence has involved me beyond all hope of being extricated, and my father is abroad, and my uncle won't protect me!-Yet, fir !-

Sir Charles. Lady Henrietta, I know your situation, and feel for youlcherefore let me intreat you to accept the notes, and when you want a protector, you know where to find one.

Lady Henrielia. A protector, sir!

Sir Charles. Be not alarm'd-You know my intentions are honourable, and since you have no other friend to protect you

Lady Henrietta. Sir, I deserve this, amply deserve it I might have known, when a woman turns gamester, her fortune is the least the loses. The focietv vilifies her feelings--the fatigue ruins her health and understanding, and when she has nothing left to itake, her pride is insulted, and even her honor made a sport of !

Sir Charles. How you mistake me! Because I profess to be your friend, you suppose me your enemy—My sister is in the next room waiting to receive you—You will not leave my house?

Lady Henrietta. Am I made a prisoner then? Heavens ! how have I funk myself!

Sir Charles. Pray be composed—I will place you under my sister's care-She shall decide whether I deserve your affections--Comé, come, be calm-(taking berband) Consider, where wou'd you go?


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Lady Henrietta. Any where, so I leave your house-Don't imagine I have no friends, Sir.

Sir Charles. I am your friend, and fee your interest too much to part with you-Nay, you must-You shall be persuaded-(holds and detains ber.)

Enter Pavè. Pave. So, heaven be prais'd, I have found you at laft, phugh! (pufing himself.)

Sir Charles. What brings you here?

Pavè. To be useful-Ma'am, your most obedient-What! at your old tricks, my boy? (Smacks Sir Charles on the back and points to cards.)

Sir Charles. Hus! don't you see I'm busy!

Pavè. Mum! don't expose yourself—Lady Henrietta, 1 rejoice-Oh! what a likeness of her father!

Sir Charles. 'Sdeath! What do you mean, fir?

Pavè. Mean! that we were born to protect women, not insult them, and while I wear a sword, they shall never want a champion! I tell you what, fir-Your behaviour has been lately very offensive, and if the lady will give me leave, I'll conduct her to a little great man who is waiting to receive her.

Lady Henrietta. As I live its Mr. Smalltrade! Yonder I see him.

Sir Charles. Come here, sir-Answer me, is this your gratitude ?

Pavè. Gratitude! Now, observe, Ma'am_I have been his dangler these five years—I've waited whole hours in the streets, only to catch a smile from him-dined at his side-table, and got nothing to eat but scraps and offals--talk'd of his gallantries, confirm'd his gasconades, and



laugh'd at his jokes, though he knows he never cut one in his life-But now,—come, my sweet lady.

Sir Charles. Lady Henrietta, will you trust yourself with that reptile?

Lady Henrietta. With any body rather than Sir Charles Dazzle.

Pavè. You hear, Baronet, you hear! The reptile's not so contemptible. And to thew my condescension-Hark yem'll speak to Lord Orville for you—Make out a list of promises put his lordship at the head, and in the course of five years, if he don't provide for you, I will ! I will, if it's only to shew you, that one man of rank can be more useful than another, you see Come, Madam.

Sir Charles. Confusion! Am I outwitted ? Made a laughing stock of?

Enter Miss Dazzle. Mifs Dazzle. So, Sir Charles, have you seen that blockhead, Pavè?

Sir Charles. Blockhead! villain !

Miss Dazzle. He has undone all my schemes on the banker.

Sir Charles. And mine on Lady Henrietta.

Miss Dazzle. You brought him to be useful, didn't you?

Sir Charles. I did; and he has completely answered my expectations ! Well, fister, if ruin is the road to happiness, we are the merriest couple-Lady Henrietta shall not escape howçver-William!


Enter a Servant. Go to Mr. Latitat’s-Tell him to come to me directly.

Miss Dazzle. To your attorney's, brother.

Sir Charles. Yes, I'll leave her to the law now-In the mean time, let's to Mr. Smalltrade - There's a vacancy in the borough, and if I can secure his interest, and gain the election, I'll sell my tables, leave off hospitality, reform and live like a gentleman!



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