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Enter TANJORE and ALDERMAN ARABLE.
Tan. Walk in, Sir, walk in ; your christian name is Obadiah, you say, and your business is concerning a' marriage between your son and my sister--did I never see you before ?
Ald. Ar. Only once : if you remember, fir, it was in Mr. Project's park, when the dear Lady Project had fainted away and you caught her in your
I'm not cenforious, Mr. Tanjore, but if her grandmother hadn't come up at the instant--
Tan. You'd have been jealous, heh? Well! but about your fon--
Ald. Ar. Why, sir; I wish your sister to become the wife of my son, Captain Arable; the reprobate has quitted his regiment to pursue an unhappy young lady, that I'm determined he shall never be united to.
Now, sir, by the recommendation of that worthy man, Mr. Project-
Tanjore. Pray Obadiah, where did you get that curious waistcoat?--positively, it's only fit for an alderman.
Ald. Ar. Then it's fit for me, Mr. Tanjore ; for I am an alderman ---Ay, and a farmer too, and if I could find my son, and Cecilia would consent, we'd whisk down to Aldgate farm to night: tack them. together to-morrow, and in the course of a month, you can get them out to India, and there
know they're snug and comfortable for life. To a man of your interest, I suppose eight thousand a year will be
Tanjore. Nothing.--a mere trifle.
gets to Madras, I only wish he may be provided for as you were Mr. Tanjore.
Tanjore. Provided for as I was ! that's what I wish myfelf: for curse me if I know or care about you or the captain. (half afide.) Yonder's Emmeline I fancy. I must get rid of this ruftic.---Good bye Obadiah; go look for the captain, and if you find him, bring him to my wedding dinner. Lady Project keeps open house while I stay; so bring all your city and rural friends---carters and commoncouncilmen
Ald. Ar. Sir, you delight mè, and Aldgate farm and all its produce is at your service. Are
Are you fond of Novia Scotia mutton, fir ?
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Sir, here's a Captain Arable below.
Ald. Ar. Oh! there is, is there ? now then I'll go and detain him till we meet at the charming Lady Project's. Show me to him, sirrah. Once more Í thank you, Mr. Tanjore, and if you think eight thousand a year too much, you may reduce it to half; that is, to the exact profits I clear, or niean to clear, by Aldgate farm!
[Exit. Tanjore. Good day, Obadiah. Now this it is to þe a Nabob! I'm as much fought after here as in India, and exactly from the same motive-friends want money here, and the bailiffs there. Here she is! An angel, by the Ganges! I'll marry her before I leave the house.---Soft ; what letter is she reading ? --no doubt, the one my fifter wrote to her.—I'll observe,
Enter EMMELINE with a letter in her hand. Emme. What has my escape avail'd me? this letter renews my sufferings with tenfold force. Married! to whom?
[Reads. “ My brother Tanjore agrees to your guardian's proposals, and determines to marry you: I'must regret this, while I know there is one who fo much better deserves you.”
” Tanjore. (bebind.) “Indeed!-He must be a very clever fellow, then,
Emme. (reading) “ I have conceal'd from Tan. . jore your present residence, yet I think if he knew that you had escap'd from your guardian, because he made a prisoner of you, and embarrass'd your fortune" What then? ...he is weak enough to think him honeft.
Tanjore. (behind) No; he's not fuch a fool as that either.
Emme. (reading.) “ If he knew that Edward Arable' has won your heart---that your uncle the Alderman deserts you---that a marriage under these circumstances will be death to you and misery to him;"
Tanjore. (behind.) Misery indeed !--this is more like a funeral than a wedding.
Emme. (reading.) “ And lastly, if you were to inform him, that your father, Sir Charles Stanmore was the man who befriended him in the hour of misfortune, I think he is not so void of gratitude and humanity, but he would assist rather than distress you.”
Tanjore. (coming forward.) That he would---well said, lifter; you have done your part, now let your brother do his.-Ma'an, my name is Tanjore :
your father got me out to India, when I hadn't a house to pop my head in; and though the habitation I pop'd my head into there wasn't altogether so comfortable, that was no fault of Sir Charles's.--He was my benefactor---I am your friend.
Emme. Is it.poflible? Will you not force me to accept your hand ?
Tanjore. Accept my hand! I'll cut it off first. I would't marry you for all the bullion in Bengal ! Not but what I could love you Emmeline: and but for Ned---ah, but for Ned! we might have been a very happy, handsome couple !
Émme. Can this be the man I was taught to expect? Can this be the haughty East Indian, whose riches
Tanjore. Richies! that's your guardian's story: he insists upon it, I've brought home millions, and as he must know better than I do, it would be rude
contradict him, you know---but enough of myself, ---Tels me how I can serve you? My poverty Mall not prevent me going instantly to this speculatiit and commarding him to do you justice. Zounds! I wish I had him in Calcutta : I'd march an army against him, as black as his own heart---cram him into the hot hole and smother him, if he didn't give you your fortune, and the man that deserves you!
Emme. Sir, I insist you run no hazard on my account.
I have form'd a determination which i mall now execute : it is, to go instantly and make one more appeal to my uncle -- to
my uncle---to Alderman Arable
Tanjore. What Obadiah! he was here just now and seems fo fond of your guardian
Emme. I know it; he has the highest opinion of his honour and veracity; but as the Alderman is the nearest relation, I have left, he is the most proper
person to protect me; and therefore I shall make this latt effort to undeceive him. Yonder is your Gifter, I fee : she will conduct me.
Tanjore. Allow me to attend you-heigho!--I don't know what's the matter with me. I feel such new emotions, and there's such a warm glow about my heart, that, gad! it fancies itself in India. Can
you tell me what it means, ma'am ? Emme. Indeed, "I cannot, fir; but very likely it results from the satisfaction of having done a generous action, and the emotion is new, because like too many others, you have perhaps sacrific'd your cime and happiness at the shrine of fashion.
Tanjore. That's it ma'am ---you have hit it exactly ---Oh! what I have suffer'd by keeping up the appearance of a fine gentleman! ---Horses I never rode--carriages I never saw--- Houses I never enter'd-.. frequenting clubs, routs, operas, and in short doing every thing I diniked, because I was told, it was what I ought to , like:---but now I've done with ic-.. henceforth_I'll live to please myself; and while I don't suffer in 'my own opinion, what need I care for that of other people. . Come, sweet Emmeline; you shall be happy Itill.