young woman innocent—ditto, jealous, [squinting at DOLLY]-one man tolerably honest-and one somewhat damaged.

Jacob. I'll have you up before justices-you have broken my crown.

Gnat. Broken your crown! Jacob, Jacob! it was cracked before.

Jacob. How do you know that?

Gnat. By the ring of it, Jacob, by the ring: I never heard such a bit of Brummagem in my life.

Dog. [To SUSAN] Well, Susan, it is sometimes convenient for a husband to be at sea?

Susan. Sir, scorn has no words, contempt no voice to speak my loathing of your insinuations. Take, sir, all that is here-satisfy your avarice; but dare not indulge your malice at the cost of one, who has now nothing left her in her misery but the sweet consciousness of virtue. [Exit, R. H.

Dog. The way with all women when they are found out, is it not, Mrs. Dolly?

Dolly. I can't tell, sir; I never was found out.
Dog. Ay, you are lucky.

Dolly. Yes we don't meet often. But as for you, Mr. Gnatbrain—

Gnat. Now, no insinuations. I wish I could remember what Susan said about virtue: it would apply to my case admirably. Nothing like a sentiment to stop a charge-one may apply it to a bleeding reputation, as barbers do cobwebs to a wound.

Dog. Jacob, do you stay here—see that nothing of the least value leaves the house.

Gnat. In that case, Jacob, you may let your master go out.

Dog. Some day, my friend, I shall be a match for

you.

[DOGGRASS shakes stick at GNATBRAIN, and exit D. F. L. GNATBRAIN throws the rolling-pin at him, and then pursues JACOB into R. corner.

Gnat. Perhaps so, but greatly to make us pairs.

one of us must change

Jacob, I never look upon

your little carcass, but it reminds me of a pocket edition of the Newgate Calendar-a neat Old Bailey duodecimo. You are a most villainous looking rascal-an epitome of a noted highwayman.

Jacob. What?

Gnat. True as the light. You have a most Tyburn-like physiognomy-there's Turpin in the curl of your upper lip-Jack Sheppard in the under one -your nose is Jerry Abershaw himself-Duval and Barrington are in your eyes-and, as for your chin, why Sixteen-String Jack lives again in it. [GNATBRAIN goes to window, L. F., affecting to see what is passing outside] Eh! well done-excellent! there's all the neighbors getting the furniture out the garden window.

Jacob. Is there? It's against the law. I'm his Majesty's officer, and I'll be among them in a whistle.

[Exit D. F. L. Gnatbrain instantly bolts it.

Gnat. A bailiff, like a snow-storm, is always best on the outside. Now, Dolly, sweet Dolly Mayflower. Dolly. Don't talk to me, sir! The cupboard, sir, the cupboard.

Gnat. Hear my defense. I had not the least idea that you would have looked there, or the cupboard is the very last place I should have gone into.

Dolly. It's no matter; there's Mr. James Rattlin, boatswain's mate of the Bellerophon

Gnat. What! you would n't marry a sailor?
Dolly. And why not?

Gnat. Your natural timidity would n't allow you.
Dolly. My timidity?

Gnat. Your husband would be at sea six months out of the twelve; there would be a wintry prospect

for you.

Dolly. But he would be at home the other sixand there's summer, sir.

Gnat. True, but when you can have summer all the year round, don't you think it more to your advantage?

Dolly. No-for, if it always shone, we should never really enjoy fine weather.

Gnat. Oh, my dear, when we are married, we'll get up a thunder-storm or two, depend upon it. But come, Dolly, your heart is too good, your head too clear, to nourish idle suspicions. Let us go and see poor Susan. There is real calamity enough in our every-day paths; we need not add to it by our own caprice. [Exeunt, L.

COSTUMES.

GNATBRAIN.-Blue jacket; nankeen trousers; white hat; and gardener's blue apron.

JACOB TWIGG.—Green trousers; short green coat; and white waistcoat; with white beaver hat.

DOGGRASS.-Brown coat, breeches, and waistcoat; with threecornered hat.

SUSAN.-A brown open gown; white petticoat; and muslin apron; with white gypsy hat, trimmed with pink.

DOLLY MAYFLOWER.-A country girl's dress.

THE PEDANT.

From The Mistake, by Vanburgh.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

DON ALVAREZ, an irascible old gentleman.
METAPHRASTUS, tutor to Alvarez's son.

SCENE: An Apartment. Enter DON ALVAREZ.

Alv. I'll try if I can discover, by his tutor, what it is that seems so much to work his brain of late; for something more than common there plainly does appear, yet nothing sure that can disturb his soul like what I have to torture mine upon his account. Sure nothing in this world is worth a troubled mind. What racks has avarice stretched me on! I wanted nothing: kind Heaven had given me a plenteous lot, and seated me in great abundance. I have bartered peaceful days for restless nights; a wretched bargain! and he that merchandizes thus must be undone at last. [Enter METAPHRASTUS.

Met. Mandatum tuum curo diligenter.
Alv. Master, I had a mind to ask you-

Met. The title master, comes from Magis and Ter, which is as much as to say, thrice worthy.

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