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Sir Herb. Mr. Malcour with them !
Curitor. Ay, there !do you mark that?

Sir Herb. I do and she shall find fear not-l'm resolute-determined.

[Exit. Cursitor. So you think now-but one of her smiles will undo all.

Shenkin. Inteed, and upon my life, so it will, Mr. Cursicor. Oh.tear! tear ! 'tis now only eight months Gince I did disgrace the noble race of Shenkins by putting on a livery-and what I would give to be safe back at Abarathgwilly.

Curfitor. Abarathgwilly! what ! then you come from Sir Herbert's neighbourhood ?

Sbenkin. Iss: and tho’I do not like my place, I do still like my master ; for there is strong similarities be

We are both fine scholars, you do know,both of noble families, you do know-To be sure, the Shenkins are older than the Melmoths by some centuries, but I do never mention it-because a man is not to be insulted for the blunders of his grandfathers and grandmothers, Mr. Cursitor.

Cursitor. Right-and if you knew Sir Herbert and his fon in Wales

Shenkin. Knew him! pless my soul-my poor dead father was one of Sir Herbert's tenants.-He did keep a great pig Lacin school in the mountains; and before he did die, Caractacus was his under--master.

Cursitor. Caractacus !-and, pray, who was he?

Shenkin. 1- I'm Caractacus. I'm the last prop of the pedigree--and you must know, my learned father had great griefs and troubles about his other childrenfor my

brother, Alcibiades, did rob an orchard, Curstor. Alcibiades! Oh, I begin to comprehend, now-As a schoolmaster and a man of learning, your father was above giving his children such common names as William, Thomas, John.

Shenkin. Inteed, I cannot say-But my brother Alcibiades did run away, and soon after Ajax Telamon did die of the hooping-cough, and che youngest of all did join a puppet-lhew, and in fording a small rivulet,


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Punch, his wife, and poor little Junius Brutus, all went down together.

Curfitor. Indeed, great losses !- But your mother-is The still living?

Sbenkin. To be fure-and bleffed be St. David! for I do love the good old lady better than chis and pippins. I did come to cown with her to open a school and teach English-but, fomehow, no scholar did come near us; -and then I did go out tor' usher-but, tomehow, the boys did laugh at me. I do find there is great difference between English-English and Welch-Englih-and so I did hire lodgings for the old lady, and a place for myself and if wearing a livery is beneath me, supporting a mother isn't beneath mie-And, in her son Caractacus, I do hope she will forget Alcibiades, and Ajax Telamon, and liccle Junius Brutus.

Curstor. Hush--Sir Herbert returns-now obferve.

Enter Sir Herbert, Lady Melmoth, and Georgiana.

Lady Mel. Nay, now I am angry in my turn, Sir Herbert.-- Sufpect me of coquetiing and firing with any man but my husband! Come, cousin, you who so oft take part against me, can vindicate me now.

Georgiana. Oh yes, Sir Herbert ! though lur'd by fashion into follies numberlers, her heart is still at home; and if you've rivals to contend with 'uis in two infant pledges of your mutual love, whom she the more adores, because they so resemble you.

Sir Herb. Well, well, -'cis ever thus-her magic power difarms me of my anger-I'll think on't no


Lady Mel. In truth, you have no cause :-for since the day you proffered me this ring, my heart has never wandered, never--but don't now, don't mention it ; for if the people I visit were to know how much I love my husband, they'd lo torment and ridicule me.

Sir Herb. And why-why dread their ridicule?

Lady Mel. I don't know I'm a sad coward, I believe. But remember the ball we are to give to-morrow in the


Eastern style.--I shall want plenty of money to finish the preparations ; for mỹ pride is concerned, and I'm sure, you wou'dn't like to see me mortified or humbled, Sir Herbert.

Sir Herb. No, nor a wish shall be ungratified that I have power to grant you. Mr. Curficor, that money may be raised, prepare the deeds instantly ---I expect my fon from his ship this very day. But come, Ellen, you want rep fe.

Lady Mel. Yes: I'm fo fatigued, but not neepy. Cousin, this is a very restless lite.

Georgiana. Then, why pu fue it? Why leave the certain trealures that your home contains for such precarious and disgufling scenes.

Lady Mel. Well, afier this Winter-but, positively, I must go thro' with it this winter, I will not, to ap: pear happy, make mylelf miferable-No-l'l retire with my husband and my children-shat is, if you'll all fland by me; for, to do such old fashion'd deeds, requires more assurance than even a modern fine lady poslecles.

[Exit with Sir Herbert and Georgiana. Shenkin. Pless my soul, this is marrying for love, is it? And they do say his luft match, which was to please his father, and for money, didn't answer either.

Curstor. No, monied matches rever answer there the parties commence enemies - For, what with settlements, .pin money, atrornits, and trust deeds, they go to law before they go to brd-and icítrad of bride and bridegroom entering a church, it's like plaintiff and defendant coming into Westminster Hall-So, no wife ac all is my motto (going).

Shenkin. And mine allo. But, look you, M'. Cursie tor, I do want your advice about finding my lost brother, Alcibiades. I do fonie how think you might bring a fort of bill in chancery for a discovery ;-- but I peg pardon--this way; and as an honest lawyer will not dilgrace the post pedigree, Caractacus will open the door in perfon.

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SCENE II.--Outside of Melmoth House, Lodge, Gate

way, &c.

Enter Malcour and Curlitor from Gateway. Malcour. Come, now, inform me, Cursicor ; wasn't Sir Herbert goaded to the soul to find me with his wife at this late hour ?

Cursitor. Good morning, Mr. Malcour, (gring). I see what you are aiming at. But if you think I'll aid you in betraying Lady Melmoth, or any other married woman, you mistake your man.

Malcour. Betraying !—'Sdeath! he was the betrayer. Long ere Sir Herbert gained her hand, he knew that she encouraged my addresses-And, yet, most arcfully seduced her from me.

Curfitor. That I deny-he fairly won her; and, for the encouragen:ent you talk of, why, young Ladies will have admiration, ard young Gentlemen will have vanity. So, once more, good morning, Mr. Malcour.

Malcour. 'Tis well--but he shall repent his treachery. Oh! if I forgive him!

Curfitor. That's not my affair-only, don't involve me.

Tho'an attorney, I mean to do my best towards going to heaven; and if you gallant, seducing gentlemen are of service to our tribe in this world, I don't think you'll help us in the next So, a third time, good morning, Mr. Malcour.

(Exit. Malcour. Mean, conscientious fool.-But here comes one who may be useful to my purpole. Leonard is my friend - we have already me--and if hereafter I can work on his ingenuous mind.

Enter Leonard, dressed in a naval uniforn. So-here ends your journey, Leonard- After an abfence of two tedious years, once more welcome to your father's house. Does not the sight transport you? Leonard. It would; but I've a thousand fears-The


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FOLLY AS IT FLIES. letter which he wrote me-- The business which demands my presence here-And, above all, this marriage with his ward, I know her, Malcour-'ris now six years since, with her cousin Georgiana, she was placed under my father's guardianship.

Malcour. Ay—and that of Mr. Poft Obit. Curse the old legacy-hunter for not opposing the match.

Leonard. He dar'd not. He is wholly influenc'd by Sir Herbert.-And now, Malcour, if she should involve t'is hitherto exalted man-Georgiana too! I ftill must feel for her, for she was born to smile away misfortune, and is the noblest prize a lover can contend for.

Malcour. Like father, like son-Here'll be another thoughtless marriage, I see.

Leonard. Nay, The knows not of my love, or if the did, have I the vanity to think she ever would return it? No, surrounded as she is by all that wealth and fashion can display, how can a rough, unpolish'd sailor hope success? Beades, the ocean has so much divided us, that we have feldom intt.


Enter Shenkin from the Gateway. Shenkin. Pless my soul, I did think so I did think I did hear your voice in the lodge-Tear ! tear ! how you to do, Mr. Leonard ? How you to do?

Leonard. What, my old Welch companion ? Heyday! how's this ? A livery, Shenkin?

Shenkin. Il-You do see what we great men do come co-Buc of chat by-and-by. Walk you in, Mr. Leonard.

Leonard. Stop-Before we enter, I would know some. thing about my father and his bride.Is Lady Melmoth, in the character of wife, less extravagant than in that of waru?

Shenkin (whispering). More a great deal.
Leonard. Indeed!

Shenkin. Don't you say I did tell you but every day
The do lay out hundreds on things she never utes. And
I do verily chink she do coft Sir Herbert che rent of all
Abarathgwilly to drets herself like a Druid.-To be sure


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