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piece of gold not to tell you what time he would Vil. Hist! don't disturb her. be here.

D. Man. Disturb her! Why, what's the matRos. Nay, then, Viletta, here are two pieces ter ? that are twice as lovely; tell me, when shall I Vil. She's at confession, sir.

D. Man. Coufession! I don't like that; a Vil. Umph! these are lovely pieces, indeed. young woman ought to have no sins at all.

[Smiling. Vil. Ah ! dear sir, there no living without Ros. When, Viletta?

them. Vil. Have you no more of them, madam? D. Man. She's now at years of discretion.

Ros. Psha! there, take purse and all; will Vil. There's the danger, sir; she's just of the that content thee?

tasting age: one has really no relish of a sin till Vil. Oh, dear madam! I should be uncon- fifteen. scionable to desire more; but, really, I was will D. Man. Ah! then, the jades have swinging ing to have them all first. [Curtseying. stomachs. I find her aversion to the marriage I Ros. When will he come?

have proposed her has put her upon disobedient Vil. Why, the poor gentleman has been han- thoughts: there can be no confession without kering about the house this quarter of an hour; guilt. but, I did not observe, madam, you were willing Vil. Nor no pardon, sir, without confession. to see him till you had convinced me by so plain D. Man. Fiddle faddle! I won't have her a proof.

seem wicked. Hussy, you shall confess for her; Ros. Where's my father?

I'll have her send her sins by you : you know
Vil. Fast asleep in the great chair.

them, I'ın sure; but I'll know what the friar has
Ros. Fetch him in, then, before he wakes. got out of her---Save you, father!
Vil. Let him wake, his habit will protect him. Oct. Bless you, son!
Ros. His habit !

D. Man. How now! What's become of Fa-
Vil. Ay, madam, he's turned friar to come at ther Benedict? Why is not he here?
you: if your father surprises us, I have a lie Vil. Sir, he is not well; and so desired this
ready to back him.-Hist, Octavio ! you may gentleman, his brother here, to officiate for him.

D. Man. He seems very young for a confes-
Enter Octavio, in a friar's habit.

Vil. Ay, sir; he has not been long at it.
Oct. After a thousand frights and fears, do I Oct. Nor don't desire to be long in it: I wish
live to see my dear Rosara once again, and kind? I understand it well enough to make a fool of
Ros. What shall we do, Octavio ?

my old Don here.

[Aside. [Looking kindly on him. D. Man. Well, sir, how do you find the pulse Oct. Kind creature ! Do! why, as lovers of iniquity beat there? What sort of sin has she should do; what nobody can undo; let's run most stomach to? away this minute, tie ourselves in the church Oct. Why, truly, sir, we have all frailties, knot, and defy fathers and mothers.

and your daughter has had most powerful tempRos. And fortunes, too?

tations. Oct. Psha ! we shall have it one day: they D. Man. Nay, the devil has been very busy must leave their money behind them.

with her these two days. Ros. Suppose you first try my father's good Oct. She has told me a most lamentable:

e story. nature? You know he once encouraged your ad D. Man. Ten to one but this lamentable story dresses.

proves a most damnable lie. Oct. First, let's be fast married : perhaps he Oct. Indeed, son, I find, by her confession, that may be good-natured when he can't help it: if we you are much to blame for your tyrannical goshould try him now, 'twill but set him inore upon vernment of her. his guard against us : since we are listed under D. Man. Hey-day! what, has the jade been Love, don't let us serve in a separate garrison. inventing sins for me, and confessing them inCome, come, stand to your arms, whip a suit of stead of her own? Lét ine come-slie shall be night-clothes into your pocket, and let's march locked up till she repents them, too. off in a body together.

Oct. Son, forbear; this is now a corroboration Ros. Ah! my father!

of your guilt: this is inhuman. Oct. Dead!

D. Man. Sir, I have done; but pray, if you
Vil. To your function.

please, let's come to the point: what are these
terrible cruelties that this tender lady accuses me

Enter Don MANUEL

Oct. Nay, sir, mistake her not: she did not, D. Man. Viletta!

with any malicious design, expose your faults, but Vil. Sir.

as her own depended on them; her frailties were D. Man. Where's my daughter?

the consequence of your cruelty. VOL. II.

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D. Man. Let's have them both, antecedent and I but it won't dom those long strides, Don, will consequent.

never bring you the sooner to your mistress.Oct. Why, she confessed her first maiden inno- Rosara! step into that closet, and fetch my cent affection had long been settled upon a young spectacles off o' the table there. Tum! tum! gentleman, whose love to her you had once en

(Sings. couraged, and after their most solemn vows of Vil. I don't like the old gentleman's looks. mutual faith, you have most barbarously broke

Aside. in upon her hopes; and, to the utter ruin of her Ros. This obstinacy of yours, my dear father, peace, contracted her to a man she never saw. you shall find runs in the family.

D. Man. Very good! I see no harm in all [Erit Rosara, and Don Man. locks her in. this.

D. Man. Tum! dum! dum ! (Sings. Oct. Methinks the welfare of a daughter, sir, Oct. Sir, I would advise you, as your nearest might be of weight enough to make you serious. friend, to defer this marriage for three days.

D. Man. Serious ! so I am, sir. What a devil! D. Man. Tum ! dum ! dum! must I needs be melancholy, because I have got Vil. Sir, you have locked my mistress in. her a good husband ?

[Pertly. Oct. Her melancholy may tell you, sir, she D. Man. Tum! dum! dum! can't think him a good oue.

Vil. If you please to lend me the key, sir, ril D. Man. Sir, I understand thinking better let her out. than she, and I'll make her take my word.

D. Man. Tum! dum! dum ! Oct. What have you to object against the man Oct. You might afford me at least, as I am a she likes?

gentleman, a civil answer, sir. D. Man. The man I like.

D. Man. Why, then, in one word, sir, you Oct. Suppose the unhappy youth she loves shall not marry my daughter; and, as you are a should throw himself distracted at your feet, and gentleman, I'm sure you won't think it good mantry to melt you into pity

ners to stay in my house, when I submissively bez D. Man. Ay! that if he can.

of you to walk out. Oct. You would not, sir, refuse to hear him? Oct. You are the father of my mistress, and

D. Man. Sir, I shall not refuse him any thing something, sir, too old to answer, as you ought, that I am sure will signify nothing.

this wrong; therefore, I'll look for reparation Oct. Were you one moment to reflect upon where I can with honour take it; and since you the

pangs which separated lovers feel-were Na- have obliged me to leave your house, I'll waich ture dead in you, that thought might wake her. it carefully; I'll know who dares enter it. This,

D. Man. Sir, when I am asked to do a thing sir, be sure of; the man that offers at Rosara's I have not a mind to do, my nature sleeps like a love, shall have one virtue, courage, at least; Il top.

be his proof of that, and ere he steps before me, Oct. Then I must tell you, sir, this obstinacy force him to deserve her.

[Erit. OCT. obliges me, as a churchmän, to put you in mind D. Man. Ah! poor fellow ! he's mad pow, and of your duty, and to let you know, too, you ought does not know what he would be at.—But, howto pay more reverence to our order.

ever, 'twill be no harm to provide against himD. Man. Sir, I am not afraid of the sin of Who waits there? marrying my daughter to the best advantage; and so, if you please, father, you may walk home

Enter a Servant. again—when any thing lies upon my conscience, Run you for an alguazil, and bid your fellows arm I'll send for you.

themselves; I expect mischief at my door immeOct. Nay, then, 'tis time to claim a lover's diately: if Octavio offers any disturbance, knock right, and to tell you, sir, the man that dares to him down, and bring him before me. [Erit Scr. ask Rosara from me, is a villain.

Vil. Hist! don't I hear my mistress's voice? off

Ros. [Within.] Viletta!

(Aside. Vil. Here, here, madam-Bless me! what's D. Man, Octavio! the devil !

this? Oct. You'll find me one, unless you do me (Viletta listens at the closet door, and speedy justice : since not the bonds of honour,

Rosara thrusts a billet to her through nature, nor submissive reason, can oblige you, I

the key-hole.] am reduced to take a surer, shorter way, and Ha! a billet to Octavio-a-hem. force you to be just. I leave you, sir, to think

[Puts it into her bosora. on't. [Walks about angrily.

D. Man. How now, hussy? What are you D. Man. Ah! here's a confessor! ah! that fumbling about that door for? jade of mine !—and that other jade of my jade's! Vil. Nothing, sir; I was only peeping to see if Here has been rare doings -Well! it shan't my mistress had done prayers yet. hold long; madam shall be noosed to-morrow D. Man. Oh! she had as good let them alone; morning-Ha! sir's in a great passion here, for she shall never come out till she has stomach


. So! here will be fine war of his disguise.

enough to fall to upon the man I have provided | raise the neighbours; give me my great gun; I'II for her. But hark you, Mrs Modesty, was it you, shoot him out of the garret-window. pray, that let in that able comforter for my babe

[Erit Don MANUEL. of grace there? Vil. Yes, sir; I let him in.


Enter HYPOLITA and Flora, putting up their D. Man. Did you so ? Ha! then, if you please,

swords, Octavio in the Alguazil's hands, and

TRAPPANTI. madam, I'll let you go out-go-go-get a sheet of brown paper, pack up your things, and let me ne Hyp. Bring him along—This is such an insover see that damned ugly face of thine as long as lence! damn it! at this rate, no gentleman can I live.

walk the streets. Vil. Bless me! sir, you are in a strange hu Flo. I suppose, sir, your business was more mour, that you won't know when a servant does with our pockets than our persons. Are our as she should do.

things safe? D. Man. Thou art strangely impudent.

Trap. Ay, sir, I secured them as soon as ever Vil. Only the farthest from it in the world, I saw his sword out; I guessed his design, and sir.

scoured off with the portmanteau. D. Man. Then I ain strangely mistaken; didst Hyp. I'll know now who set you on, sir. not thou own just now thou lettest him in? Oct. Prithee, young man, don't be troublesome;

Vil. Yes—but 'twas in disguise--for I did not but thank the rascal, that knocked me down, for design you should see him, because I know you your escape. did not care my mistress should see him.

Hyp. Sir, I'd have you know, if you had not D. Man. Ha !

been knocked down, I should have owed my Vil. And I knew, at the same time, she had a escape to the same arm you would have owed the mind to see him.

reward for your insolence. Pray, sir, what are D. Man. Ha !

you? who knows you? Vil. And you know, sir, that the sin of loving Oct. I'm glad, at least, to find it is not Don him had lain upon her conscience a great while; Philip that's my rival.

[ Aside. so I thought it high time she should come to a Ser. Sir, my master knows the gentleman very thorough confession.

well; he belongs to the army. D. Man. Ha!

Hyp. Then, sir, if you'd have me use you like Vil. So upon this, sir, as you see-1-1-I let a gentleman, I desire your meaning of those fahim in, that's all.

miliar questions you asked me at the coach-side. D. Man. Nay, if it be so as thou sayest, he Oct. Faith, young gentleman, I'll be very short: was a proper confessor, indeed.

I love the lady you are to marry, and if you don't Vil. Ay, sir, for you know this was not a spi- quit your pretences in two hours, it will entail ritual father's business.

perpetual danger upon you and your family. D. Man. No, no; this matter was utterly car Hyp. Sir, if you please, the danger's equalnal.

for, rot me, if I am not as fond of cutting your Vil

. Well, sir, and judge you now if my mis- throat, as you can be of mine ! tress is not beholden to me?

Oct. If I were out of these gentlemen's hands, D. Man. Oh! extremely; but you'll go to hell, on my word, sir, you should not want an oppormy dear, for all this—though, perhaps, you'll chuse tunity. that place: I think you never much cared for Hyp. O, sir! these gentleinen shall protect your husband's company; and, if I don't mistake, neither of us; my friend and I will be your

bail you sent him to heaven in the old road. Hark! from them. wbat noise is that?

[Noise without. Flo. Ay, sir, we'll bail you; and, if you please Vil. So, Octavio's pushing his fortune—he'll sir, bring your friend, I'ın his. Damn me! what! have a wife or a halter, that's positive—I'll go d’ye think you have boys to deal with?

[Exit Viletta. Oct. Sir, I ask your pardon, and shall desire

your hands, about an hour hence, atEnter a Servant, hastily.


Flo. Very well, sir, we'll meet you. D. Man. How now?

Hyp. Release the gentleman. Ser. O, sir, Octavio has set upon a couple of Ser. Sir, we dare not, without my master's orgentlemen just as they were alighting out of a der, Here he is, sir, coach at the door; one of them, I believe, is he that is to marry my young mistress; I heard

Enter Don MANUEL, them name her name; I'm afraid there will be D. Man. How now, bully confessor? What ! mischief, sir : there they are, all at it, helter, in limbo? skelter !

Hyp. Sir, Don Ferdinando de las Torres, whom D. Man. Run into the hall, take down my I am proud to call my father, commanded me to back, breast, and head-piece; call an. officer'; deliver this into the hands of his most dear and


to kiss

worthy friend, Don Manuel Grimaldi, and, at the Rosara equal to my life, yet no consideration same time, gave me assurance of a kind recep shall persuade me to be a rude enemy, even to tion.

my rival. I thank you for my freedom, and am D. Msan. Sir, you are thrice welcome ; let me your humble servant.

[Erit Oct. embrace ye. I'm overjoyed to see you—Your Hyp. Your servant, sir I think we released friend, sir?


very handsomely; but I ha'n't done Hyp. Don Pedro Velada, my near relation, with him.

[Aside to Flora. who lias done me the honour of his company from D. Man. What can this sudden turn of civility Serille, sir, to assist at the solemnity of his mean? I'm afraid 'tis but a cloak to some new friend's happiness.

roguery he has in his head. D. Man. Sir, you are welcome; I shall be Hyp. I don't know how old it may be, but my proud to know you.

servant here has discovered a piece of villainy of Flo. You do me honour, sir,

his that exceeds any other he can be capable of. D. Man. I hope you are not hurt, gentlemen. D. Man. Is it possible? Why would you let

Hyp. Not at all, sir; thanks to a little skill in him go, then? the sword.

Hyp, Because I'm sure he can do me no harm, D. Man. I am glad of it; however, give me sir. leave to interrupt our business for a moment, till D. Man. Pray, be plain, sir; what is it? I have done you justice on the person that of Hyp. This fellow can inforın you—for, to say fered you this insolence at my gate.

truth, he's much better at a lie. [Aside Hyp. Your pardon, sir; I understand he is a D. Man. Come hither, friend; pray, what is gentleman, and beg you would not let my honour this business ? suffer, by receiving a lame reparation from the Hyp. Ay, what was that you overheard between law.

Octavio and another gentleman at the inn where D. Man. A pretty mettled fellow, faith !-I we alighted ? must not let biin fight though, [Aside.] But, sir, Trup. Why, sir, as I was unbuckling my portyou don't know, perhaps, how deeply this man is manteau in the yard there, I observed Octavio your enemy.

and avother spark very familiar with your ho Hyp. Sir, I know more of his spleen and folly nour's name; upon which, sir, I pricked up the than

you imagine, which, if you please to dis ears of my curiosity, and took in all their disa charge him, I'll acquaint you with. D. Man. Discharge him! Pray consider, sir D. Man. Pray, who was that other spark,

[They seem to talk. friend?

Trap. A brother rake, sir; a damned sly-looked Enter Viletta, and slips a note into Octavio's fellow. hand.

D. Man. So ! Vil. Send your answer to me. [Exit Vil. Flo. How familiarly the rogue treats his old Oct. (Aside.] Now for a beam of hope in a master !

Aside. tempest! [Reads.] I charge you, don't hazard Hyp. Poor Don Philip!

my ruin and your own, by the madness of a Trap. Says one of them, says he, No, damn • quarrel : the closet window, where I am, is but him, the old rogue (meaning you, sir) will never a step to the ground : be at the back-door of let you have her by fair means; however, says the garden exactly at the close of the evening, Octavio, I'll try soft words; but, if those won't • where you will certainly find one that may put do, bully him, says t'other. you in the best way of getting rid of a rival.' D. Man. Ah, poor dog! but that would not Dear, kind creature ! Now if my little don's fit do neither, sir; he has tried them both to-day to of honour does but hold out to bail me, I am the no purpose. happiest dog in the universe.

Trap. Say you so, sir! then you'll find what I D. Man. Well, sir, since I find your honour is say is all of a piece. Well, and if neither of these dipt so deep in the matter-here-release the will do, says he, you must e'en tilt the young gentleman,

prig, your rival, (meaning you, then, sir). Flo. So, sir, you have your freedom; you may

[To Hyp. depend upon us.

D. Man. Ha, ha! that, I perceive, my spark Hyp. You will find as punctual.-Sir, your did not greatly care for. servant.

Trap. No, sir; that, he found, was catching a Oct. So, now, I have a very handsome occasion Tartar. 'Sbud ! my inaster fought like a lion, to put off the tilt, too. Gentlemen, I ask your pardon; I begin to be a little sensible of the rash Hyp. Truly, I did not spare him. ness I committed; and, I confess, your manner of Fio. No, faith-after he was knocked down. treating me has becn so very much like men of

Aside. honour, that I think myself obliged, from the Trap. But now, sir, comes the cream of the same principle, to assure ye, that, though I love roguery.







Hyp. Pray observe, sir.

Trap. And, when he's down, I have a trick to Trap. Well, says Slylooks, and if all these fail

, keep him so. I have a rare trick in my head, that will certainly Flo. The devil's in it, if we don't maul this rase defer the marriage for three or four days at least, cal among us. and, in that time, the devil's in't if you don't find D. Man. A son of a whore-I am sorry we an opportunity to run away with her.

let him go so soon, faith. D. Man. Would you so, Mr Dog? but he'll be Flo. We might as well have held him a little. hanged.

Hyp. Really, sir, upon second thoughts, I wish Hyp. O, sir, you'll find we were mighty fortu- we had—his excusing the challenge so abruptly, nate in this discovery.

makes me fancy he is in hopes of carrying his D. Man. Pray, sir, let's hear: what was this point some other way—did not you observe your trick to be, friend?

daughter's woman whisper him! Trap. Why, sir, to alarm you,


my master D. Man. Humh ! was an impostor, and that Slylooks was the true Flo. They seem very busy, that's certain. Don Philip, sent by his father, from Seville, to Hyp. I cannot say about what—but it will marry your daughter; upon which (says he) the be worth our while to be upon our guard. old put (meaning you again, sir), will be so bam D. Man. I am alarmed. boozled, that

Hyp. Where is your daughter at this time? D. Man. But pray, sir, how did young Mr D. Man. I think she's pretty safe—but I'll go Coxcomb conclude that the old put was to be- make her sure. lieve all this? Had they no sham proofs that Flo. 'Twill be no harm to look about sir. they proposed to bamboozle me with, as you Where's her woman? call it?

D. Man. I'll be upon her presently she shall Trap. You shall hear, sir; (the plot was pret- be searched for intelligence--you'll excuse me, ty well laid, too) I'll pretend, says he, that the gentlemen. rascal, your rival, (meaning you, then, sir), has Hyp. Sir, the occasion presses you. robbed me of my portmanteau, where I had put D. Man. If I find all safe, I'll return immediall my jewels, money, and letters of recommen- ately; and then, if you please, we'll run over dation from my father: we are neither of us some old stories of my good friend Fernando.known in Madrid, says he, so that a little impu- Your servant. dence, and a grave face, will certainly set those

[Exit Don MANUEL. dogs a snarling, while you run away with the Hyp. Sir, your most humble servant–Trapbone. That's all, sir:

panti, thou art a rare fellow ! thou hast an adD. Man. Impudent rogue !

mirable face, and, when thou diest, I'll have thy Hyp. What think ye, sir? Was not this busi- whole statue cast all in the same metal. ness pretty handsomely laid ?

Flo. 'Twere pity the rogue was not bred to the Flo. Faith, it inight have wrought a very ridi- law. culous consequence.

Trap. So 'tis, indeed, sir-a man should not D. Man. Why, truly, if we had not been fore- praise himself; but if I had been bred to the armed by this discovery, for aught I know, Mr gown, I dare venture to say I become a lie as Dog might have ran away with the bone indeed; well as any man that wears it. but, if you please, sir, since these ingenious gen Hyp. Nay, now, thou art modest--but, sirrah, tlemen are so pert upon the matter, we'll e'en let we have more work for ye : you must get in with them see, that you and I have wit enough to do the servants, attack the lady's woman; there, our business, and e'en clap up the wedding to- there's ammunition, rogue !--[Gives him money.) morrow morning.

--Now, try if you can make a breach into the Hyp. Sir, you are too obliging—but will your secrets of the family. daughter, think ye, be prevailed with ?

Trap. Ah, sir, I warrant you—I could never D. Man. Sir, I'll prepare her this minute yet meet with a woman that was this sort of pisIt's pity, methinks, we relieved this bully, tho'— tol-proof-I have known a handful of these do

Hyp. Not at all, sir; I don't suppose he can more than a barrel of gun-powder : the French have the impudence to pursue his design; or, if charge all their cannon with them; the only weahe should, sir-now we know him beforehand. pon in the world, sir. I remember my old mas

D. Man. Nay, that's true, as you say—but ter's father used to say, the best thing in the therefore, methinks, I'd have him come: I love Greek grammar was -Arguriois lonchusy mamightily to laugh in my sleeve at an impudent chou, kai panta crateseis. rogue, when I'm sure be can do me no harm.

[Erit TRAPPANTI. Udsflesh! if he comes, the dog shan't know whe Hyp. Well, dear Flora, let me kiss thee: thou ther I believe him or not-I'll try if the old put hast done thy part to a miracle. can bamboozle him or no.

Flo. 'Egad, I think so : didn't I bear up briskHyp. 'Egad, sir, you're in the right on't; knock ly? Now, if Don Philip should come while my him down with his own weapon.



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