Enter SMALLTRADE and Sir THOMAS.

Sir Thomas. Don't---don't talk of that impoftor---I have fecured Rofa as a hostage, and if he don't marry her, the contract's void---So, as we're alone-(faft'ning door.) Sit down---Sit down, and let's talk about the election. (They fit.)

Smalltrade. I fhou'd like to have seen you counting your fingers, fecuring the common, the canal, and the powder-mills---And then to have seen the blow up! Oh! you've a fine round head! And what wou'd you do with the canal?

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Sir Thomas. What! I'd fecure the borough by it for if the electors didn't do as I wish'd, I'd open the fluices and inundate the whole town You can only lay them under contribution, but, dam'me, I can lay them under water.--You fee, old friend, if Sir Charles is the new member I have promised to marry him to Lady Henrietta---Now, the first thing he wants, is to get your intereft.

Smalltrade. And the next thing is to take my principal, I fuppofe---Oh, I know him of old--The fellow hasn't a guinea---unlefs indeed, he's kept the one I loft at Faro---No, no; I want fome good citizen, and I told Latitat our returning officer, to find one.

Sir Thomas. Yes; but Sir Charles is the only candidate, and therefore--

[Loud rattling at the window, LATITAT pops his bead out from behind curtain, and on SMALLTRADE'S looking round puts it back.]

Smalltrade. What's that noife?

Sir Thomas. Nothing but the wind fhaking the windows---Therefore I fay, as Sir Charles and the electors are below, let's go and talk to them. (rifing.)

Smalltrade. Softly---mind you're not tricked again---For that Lattitat is fuch a dirty fhuffling. rafcal.

[Loud rattling again, LATITAT pops his head out, on SMALLTRADE's looking round, puts it back again.]

Smalltrade. Now, what the devil's that noife? Sir Thomas. 'Tis the wind I tell you---It's always fo when its easterly---Do, let's go directly to the electors.

Smalltrade. Ay, there's no talking business in this room---So, leave me to manage Latitat--I'm a match for a lawyer.

Sir Thomas. Are you? Then you're a match for any thing---I hate 'em all.

Smalltrade. So do I---And I'll tell you what, Sir Thomas---instead of giving me a day's fport on your manor, only get me a day's fhooting in Westminster-Hall, and if I don't wing and pepper the whole breed, fay I'm no marksman, and Latitat's no rafcal. [Exeunt.

Latitat. (puts his head out.) Upon my foul I'm very much obliged to you---(comes from bebind.) A very pleasant fituation! Abused before my face, and pelted behind my back!

Enter Rosa in her Hat and Cloak.

Rofa. I've just heard the noise at the window, and now---ha!

Latitat. Oho! the mystery's out---an intrigue, heh? This is the best part of the election, and

as they can't make the return without me, I may as well be a party in this caufe-Here I am, my dear.

Rofa. Sir! Heavens! who are you?

Latitat. Me! the prettieft fellow living! I'm a member of ten clubs, and wear twenty different uniforms-Initials on one button, arrows on another-brushes on a third-feathers on a fourth-Then I won the beugle-horn, got fixty notches, rode five races, ow'd ten thousand pounds-liv'd within the rules-did the thing genteelly!

Rofa. And has Mr. Pavè fent you, fir ?
Latitat. Pavè.

[Here Pavè puts his head out from behind
curtain.]

Rofa. I think it's very hard he didn't come himself.

Letitat. Pavè! That's the man I pafs'd on as Lord Sulwin! Zounds! if it should be himHowever, I won't lofe the girl.-Come, my angel! (Taking her band.)

Refa. Lord, fir, how am I to know Mr. Pavè is your friend?

Latuat. How? I'll tell you-Every body knows my way of growing rich, is by never paying what I borrow, and notwithstanding this, Povè lent me a thoufand pounds! Now, wasn't thai fondly? So, I'il peep at this door to fee if any body's watching, and then (goes to Stage door.)

Pavè comes forward.

Pave. (to Rofa.) My dear girl, defcend the ladder-Your friends will protect you 'till I [Exit Rosa at window. Latitat.

come.

Latitat. (looking round.) Nobody's near us, my fweet angel!

Pave. Isn't there, my dear lord? So, ftill doing the thing gentee ly, my boy.

Latitat. Ah, Mr. Pavè, I affure you, I am most happy to pay my respects to you. (bows.)

Pave. (bowing) And I affure you I fhall be more happy, if you'll pay me my thoafand pounds-collaring him.) Give me my money, or get me preferr'd.

Latitat. Now don't-pray don't expose mehere in the country I havn't pafs'd for a lord. Pave. For what then, fir? (haking him.) Latitat. For a gentleman. (Pavè shakes him more.) I'm Returning Officer of the borough. Pave. What (Letting him go.)

Latitar. I'm Returning Officer I say, and as the election takes place in a few hours.

Pavè. My dear fellow, I afk you a thousand pardons-In the first place, I didn't know there was an election, and in the next, I little thought you cou'd fo effentially affift---Excufe me, Mr. Latitat---Lord Sulwin I mean.

Latitat. Oh, fir, you are too kind.

Pavè. Not at all---How has your health been. fince I saw you? I recollect you had a fuperb equipage--four fine bays---I hope they're all well---And fo, there's an election, my lord.

Latitat. There is, fir; and if any friend of your's is a candidate.

Pavè. There's the point, my lord---I do know a gentleman, a very clever gentleman !--- Don't think of that little debt you owe me! And as we're alone---harkye---(whispers him.)

Latitat. You a candidate!

Pave. Why not? I'm heir to an estate of fix thoufand a year, was near being fon to Mr. What's-his-name, and have a lift of promises as long as the borough.-So do, pray do the thing. genteelly.

Latitat. I've a great mind---it would be ferving thofe two old blockheads as they deferve--Gad I will! Give me your hand.

Pave. Will you?

Latitat. Hufh! here's Smalltrade.
Pave. What, old certificate?

Latitat. Stand afide---For as his intereft turns the fcale, we muft dupe him into our fcheme.-Mum! Not a word.

[Pavè being in a travelling great coat, muffles bimfelf, and draws his hat over his face, be ftands afide, and SMALLTRADE enters.

Latitat. So, Mr. Smalltrade---Sir Charles is to be our new member.

Smalltrade. Yes, Lati---; for want of a better---Ah! I wish we cou'd have found another candidate!

Latitat. Another candidate, fir!

[Looks round at Pavè, who bows to him. Smallirade. Ay; fome good citizen---That wou'd have given us grand corporation dinners, built a new town-hall---thrown a bridge over the river, and put all his all his money in my bank.

Latitat. Come here---Look behind you.
Smalltrade. Look behind me!

Latitat. You fee that gentleman---He's the
Alderman Double.

fon of

Smalltrade. Alderman Double! What, the

great London brewer?

Latitat.