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ACT

III.

SCENE I.-An Apartment at SMALLTRADES.

Lady Henrietta discovered sitting at a Toilette.

Lady Henrietta. So, the day of reckoning is at last arrived; and here I fit forgotten by my father, neglected by my uncle Sir Thomas, and unpitied by every body-Even Mr. Pavè has avoided me finding Lord Orville was offended with me, he retired, saying he wou'd give me no further trouble-Alas! how, how have I involved myself?

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Enter Betty. Betty. Lord, Ma'am, I'm frighten'd out of my senses-What do you think Sir Charles has done ?

Lady Henrietta. What, Betty ?

Betty. He has employ'd a gentleman, who, he says, will get the money from you directlyAn attorney, Ma'am.

Lady Henrietta, An attorney!

Betty. Yes, your ladyship-Sir Charles insists he lent you a thousand pounds.

Lady Henrietta. So he did, Betty—He lent it first and won it afterwards-Have you seen Mr. Warford ?

Betty. I have, Ma'am, and-(besitating.)
Lady Henrietta. And what, Betty ?

Betty. When I told him your distress, my lady, and said you wou'd thank him to lend you 6

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a hundred pounds to convey you abroad, he made no reply.

Lady Henrietta. No !

Betty. No, Ma'am-but left the room inftantly

Lady Henrietta. This wounds me more than all! That Warford Tou'd defert me! Yet why do I upbraid him! He warn'd me of my danger, and now, too justly shuns me for my folly.

Betty. Lord, don't fret about it, my ladyWho knows but this lawyer may prove a very gentlemanlike man-Talk of old friends-Give me a new acquaintance, I say! (Loud knocking.) Here he is, Ma'am! Here's the attorney-(looks out) Upon my word! What an elegant equipage! See, Ma'am! A handsome phaeton and two Servants on horleback.

Enter a Servant. Servant. Ma'am, here's a gentleman in a phaeton, who says his name is Latitat. Lady Henrietta. Shew him in.

[Exeunt Betty, and Servant. Really this must be a strange kind of an attore ney; but in these days, nothing surprizes!

Enter Latitat in an elegant Morning Dress.

Latitat. Let my carriage wait-Ma'am, your most obedient.

Lady Henrietta. Pray be seated, fir-(they fit) I'm told, sir, you have some law-business.

Latitat. I have, Ma'am—but no hurry about that I always do the thing genteellyPray, Ma'am, were you at the last grand meeting of archers ? Lady Henrietta. No, sir, I was not.

Lalitet,

Latitat. That's unlucky—I got the verdictThat is, I won the prize—hit the bull's eyecarried off the beugle-horn-Here it isa(puts bis hand in wrong pocket and takes out papers) No --that's a bill in Chancery-Here, Ma'am(pulls out beugle-horn) received it from the lady patroness-kiss'd her hand-proclaim'd victormarch'd in procession --- colours Aying-music playing-clients huzzaing! Did the thing genteelly, Ma'am!

Lady Henrietta. Indeed, sir, you were very fortunate.

Latitat. Oh, I'm a nice fellow, Ma'am !Then at cricket-last grand match-got sixty notches the Peer run out-the Baron stumpt, and the General knock'd down his own wicketI was long-stop-famous at a long-stop, Ma'am -cricket or law ! ball or debtor! Let neither Nip through my fingers ! heh, Ma'am! do the thing genteelly.

Lady Henrietta. So it seems—But, pray, sir, how can you follow the law amidst such a con fusion of professions ? Latitat. Law and confusion are the same thing, Ma'am-Then I write my own songs, draw my own pleadings, ride my own racesTo be sure I never won one in my life-but then I always rode like a gentleman! Heh, Ma'am! do the thing genteelly.

Lady Henrietta. Certainly_But now, may we talk about my business?

Latitat. Don't alarm yourself that's all settled -My friend will be here presently--he'll fhèw you every accommodation.

Enter

Enter Servant. Servant. A gentleman in a curricle, Ma'am. Latitat. In a curricle! Oh! that's my friend -Shew him in.

[Exit Servant. Now here ! here's another proof of my talents! When I came to this town, Ma'am, little Nab hadn't a shilling! I learnt him the practiceNow he lives in style, drives his carriage, and will lend you a thousand pounds.

Lady Henrietta. Will he, sir? I'm very much oblig'd to him.

Enter NAB, (Smartly dress’d). Nab. (Speaks as be enters) Put clothes on the horses, and raise the top of the curricle that the lady mayn't catch cold.

Latitat. Mr. Nab, Lady Henrietta - Lady Henrietta, Mr. Nab—There! make your bow (Nab lows affectedly) And now shake hands.

Lady Henrietta. Shake hands, sir !

Latitat. Yes-Let him do the thing genteelly -(Nab gently touches her hand) There! the buliness is settled! You're arrested at the suit of Sir Charles Dazzle, and little Nab will drive you away in his curricle.

Lady Henrietta. Arrested !

Latitat. Lord, don't be uneasy-his house is a palace-full of the best furniture, the best wines ; and I give you my honor, the best company! You'll find some very fashionable people there-Some of your intimate friends-heh, Nab!

Nab. Yes, Ma'am, and I entertain my company so superbly, that when they leave my house, its always in good humour, I assure you-Be

fides we can make up a Faro bank—every thing in style.

Lady Henrietta. This it is to be deluded into the vortex of disipation—May it be a lesson to my fex, and prove how thort the distance is, from the gay associates of high life to the low companions of my present hour-But since it must be fo-Since I have no friend to succour or protect me, I must, perforce, submit-Come, firs, conduct me.

Enter WARFORD.
Warford. Where are you goiny, gentlemen?

Latitat. To take the lady an airing, fir-Will you join the party?

Lady Henrietta. Mr. Warford, I little expected to see you here—The gentleman who reproved me in prosperity is at least consistent in shunning me in adversity.

Warford. What is your demand, Gir? (To LATITAT.)

Lotitat. Nab, shew the writ.

Nab. The debt and costs are one thousand and twenty pounds.

Warford. Here is the money then. (Gives LATITAT bank notes.)

Latitat. The what!
Warford. There are bank notes for the fum.

Latitat. (counting them) So there are-Why, this is doing the thing genteelly-Nab!

Nab. Amazing!
Warford. What do you stare at, fir ?

Latitat. Excuse us, sir, we are a little surpriz'd to be fure; for when my friend and I do Thake hands with people of Fashion, we generally pass lome time with them.

Warford.

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