doors): --you are Jockey Norfolk --no I'm Jockey --I'll tell you what-suppose we give it a trial !

Mrs. Dazzle. A trial! what a rehearsal now in this room ? --Delightful!-I should like it of all things. Mift

. So should I-then listen—I'll play Norfolk-you Queen Elizabeth -

Mrs. Dazzle. He, Burleigh-(pointing to WORRY).

Worry. Who the devil's Burleigh.

Mrs. Dazzle. And for Mary--dear! dear ! where shall we get a Mary?

Mift. Tell you—all in way of rehearsal-young lady you just lock'd in-she's in same situation you know.

Mrs. Dazzle. So she is—here, Worry!—here's an excellent opportunity to take her to Mr. Alltrade. (Aside to Worry, who nods to her significantly.) I declare I ca’nt help laughing.

Mift. No more can l:-Oh damme, I see it will produce an effect now?-give me the key (Mrs. DAZZLE gives it bim).-All to our separate places, and let rehearsal begin.- Enter Duke of Norfolk. (Puts himjelf in a mock tragic attitude, and Speaks bombastically.) “Now! by my holy dame, with “ this samne key, Jockey of Norfolk, thou'lt unlock “ the gate of Scottish Mary's prison. (Unlocks “ folding doors, and leads out JULIANA).-Beshrew

me, but you're safe, and so good morrow, good “ Queen Elizabeth !”

Mrs. Dazzle (also Speaking bombastically). “ Go to--we'll nip 'em in the bud. - Why, how “now, rebels ?-For this treacherous Queen

(seizing JULIANA, and delivering her to WORRY; « who puts himself in a tragic attitude) --convey - her to the tower !--and there, good Burleigh r-You take the hint ! -Away !"

Mift. Ay :-You take the hint !-Away!

Worry. Oh yes :---I take the hint-Away! (Exit with JULIANA).

Mrs. Dazzle. Bravo!-will it meet with difapprobation now ?

Mist. Nooit must be a very illnatured audience indeed, that don't applaud so ingenious an exit.

Mrs. Dazzle. Ay: there's authorship for you! Mist. Egad, and there's management for you!

Mrs. Dazzle. Remember, Sir, but for me these characters wouldn't have been brought on the stage.

Mist. No; and buc. for you they wouldn't have been got off the stage ; but now to get Norfolk off_Must follow new actress.--( Hide.).

Mrs Dazzle. Stop! I'll tell you; Elizabeth first turns her back upon bim-then Norfolk, makes a long harangue--then

Mist. Plha! hang long harangues,--touch and go,--that's the plan for effect; I'll fhew you how to do Norfolk's exit !- first turn your back on me P.S.-(Mrs. Dazzle turns ber back on bim.) So, then I strut off O.P.--Gently-don't turn round till I'm gore : then work yourself into a furious passion.-- Mary, I fly !--I follow thee! and lo, good morrow, good Queen Elizabeth! -Hem,- there's another good exit !

Exit. Mrs. Dazzle. Oh, the old fool! how I Thall wheedle him!

Enter Sir HERVY and ALLTRADE.
Sir Hervey. Madam!

Mrs. Dazzle. Is he gone! now then to work myself into a furious paffion-(turns round. )--thou wretch! thou traitor !--I low! Sir Hervey !-- Mr.

---Heavens! have. i feen nuching of Miss Sutherland ?-

Alltrade.

Alltrade. No; and Sir Hervey has brought the bond on purpose for me to present to her, and now, to our astonishment, we find she and Worry have just gone out of the castle together :-whac. can it mean?

Mrs. Dazzle. Mean! (bursts into tears)—that I am wheedid myself. Oh that brute of a manager !-Sir Hervey, 'tis too plain-lhe has elop’d.

Sir Hervey. Elop'd !

Mrs. Dazzle. No doubt she has fled to Captain Lavish; and these two impostors are his agents.oh, I see it all ! she has long intended ic; and to avoid signing the bond, the has hastened her dea parture.

Sir Hervey. Elope with Lavish, why this outdoes her mother :--but can I stand idly by ?--noI'll disappoint my enemy of this unmanly triumph, and save her; spite of herself I'll save her-Mr. Alltrade, wait upon him instantly, and bid him restore my daughter on pain of a second and more desperate meeting.-Come, madam, we'll see him on his way.

Mrs. Dazzle. By all means, Sir Hervey: I only hope you don't blame me for my pupil's indiscretion.

Sir Hervey. No: had the copied your bright and excellent example, this ne'er had happened but though her errors even exceed her mother's, and a reconciliation is more than ever distant, yet she is still my child !--and in a moment dangerous as the present, for my own fake I'll prove a friend and father.

[Exeunt.

THE END OF THE SECOND ACT.

SCENE-An Apartment in Lavish's House

Recess with small Folding Doors, which are tbrown open, and discover a Marble Pedestal surrounded by Doves and Cupids--a Table with Wine and Refreshments upon it.

Enter FRANK and a Workman. Frank. Ha! ha! so you've no sooner finished that whimsical out-of-the-way job (pointing to the recess)--than he sends for you about another.

Workman. Ay, your master is an excellent cuftomer,-always up to his chin in brick and mor. tar; and then for price-'gad ! he never haggles about price.

Frank. No, and the best of the joke is, he calls himself an economist, and comes down here on a saving scheme.

Workman. A saving scheme !

Frank. Ay! finding himself a little out of elbows in London, and the present state of the Continent not allowing him to travel, he came here to

live cheap, and retrench.-And there ! (pointing
to recess again)—there's one specimen of his
economy.-On the journey he bought a statue of
Venus.

Workman. I know; and a great bargain it was:
it only cost him five pounds.

Frank. True; but not choosing to have his beauties gazed at, he employed you to build that ftrange fort of recess to put it in, which has coft him at least five times the sum. This is always the way; if he bought a cheap boat, he'd cut a canal for it; and if a pulpit, he'd build a church for it :in fact, he is a falle economista self-deceiver; and here he comes to elucidate my description.

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Enter LAVISH.

Lavish. Oh! if I go on in this close saving
way only six months Jonger, I shall be able to
return to town and dash like the best of them :
-never was such a hand at buying bargains.
Frank, come here you rogue :—just now, at Squire
Brozier's fale, what do you think I gave for a
curricle? - only forty pounds !- there, there's
economy for you.

Frank. Economy !--begging your pardon, Sir,
I fee no economy in buying what you don't want.

Lavish. How? - would you let a bargain flip
through your fingers, you extravagant rascal ?

Frank. No-but you've no horfes, Sir; and a
curricle's useless

Lavish. That's what I said : says I, a curricle is
usclefs without horles,- fo I bought a pair di-
rectly.
Frank. Bought a pair ?

Lavish.

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