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 result of courageous innocence and conscious virtue。

SIR CHARLES。  What can it mean?  He amazes me!

HARDCASTLE。  I told you how it would be。  Hush!

MARLOW。  I am now determined to stay; madam; and I have too good an opinion of my father's discernment; when he sees you; to doubt his approbation。

MISS HARDCASTLE。  No; Mr。 Marlow; I will not; cannot detain you。  Do you think I could suffer a connexion in which there is the smallest room for repentance?  Do you think I would take the mean advantage of a transient passion; to load you with confusion?  Do you think I could ever relish that happiness which was acquired by lessening yours?

MARLOW。  By all that's good; I can have no happiness but what's in your power to grant me!  Nor shall I ever feel repentance but in not having seen your merits before。  I will stay even contrary to your wishes; and though you should persist to shun me; I will make my respectful assiduities atone for the levity of my past conduct。

MISS HARDCASTLE。  Sir; I must entreat you'll desist。  As our acquaintance began; so let it end; in indifference。  I might have given an hour or two to levity; but seriously; Mr。 Marlow; do you think I could ever submit to a connexion where I must appear mercenary; and you imprudent?  Do you think I could ever catch at the confident addresses of a secure admirer?

MARLOW。  (Kneeling。)  Does this look like security?  Does this look like confidence?  No; madam; every moment that shows me your merit; only serves to increase my diffidence and confusion。  Here let me continue

SIR CHARLES。  I can hold it no longer。  Charles; Charles; how hast thou deceived me!  Is this your indifference; your uninteresting conversation?

HARDCASTLE。  Your cold contempt; your formal interview!  What have you to say now?

MARLOW。  That I'm all amazement!  What can it mean?

HARDCASTLE。  It means that you can say and unsay things at pleasure: that you can address a lady in private; and deny it in public: that you have one story for us; and another for my daughter。

MARLOW。  Daughter!This lady your daughter?

HARDCASTLE。  Yes; sir; my only daughter; my Kate; whose else should she be?

MARLOW。  Oh; the devil!

MISS HARDCASTLE。  Yes; sir; that very identical tall squinting lady you were pleased to take me for (courtseying); she that you addressed as the mild; modest; sentimental man of gravity; and the bold; forward; agreeable Rattle of the Ladies' Club。  Ha! ha! ha!

MARLOW。  Zounds! there's no bearing this; it's worse than death!

MISS HARDCASTLE。  In which of your characters; sir; will you give us leave to address you?  As the faltering gentleman; with looks on the ground; that speaks just to be heard; and hates hypocrisy; or the loud confident creature; that keeps it up with Mrs。 Mantrap; and old Miss Biddy Buckskin; till three in the morning?  Ha! ha! ha!

MARLOW。  O; curse on my noisy head。  I never attempted to be impudent yet; that I was not taken down。  I must be gone。

HARDCASTLE。  By the hand of my body; but you shall not。  I see it was all a mistake; and I am rejoiced to find it。  You shall not; sir; I tell you。  I know she'll forgive you。  Won't you forgive him; Kate?  We'll all forgive you。  Take courage; man。  (They retire; she tormenting him; to the back scene。)


Enter MRS。 HARDCASTLE and Tony。


MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  So; so; they're gone off。  Let them go; I care not。

HARDCASTLE。  Who gone?

MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  My dutiful niece and her gentleman; Mr。 Hastings; from town。  He who came down with our modest visitor here。

SIR CHARLES。  Who; my honest George Hastings?  As worthy a fellow as lives; and the girl could not have made a more prudent choice。

HARDCASTLE。  Then; by the hand of my body; I'm proud of the connexion。

MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  Well; if he has taken away the lady; he has not taken her fortune; that remains in this family to console us for her loss。

HARDCASTLE。  Sure; Dorothy; you would not be so mercenary?

MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  Ay; that's my affair; not yours。

HARDCASTLE。  But you know if your son; when of age; refuses to marry his cousin; her whole fortune is then at her own disposal。

MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  Ay; but he's not of age; and she has not thought proper to wait for his refusal。


Enter HASTINGS and MISS NEVILLE。


MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  (Aside。)  What; returned so soon!  I begin not to like it。

HASTINGS。  (To HARDCASTLE。)  For my late attempt to fly off with your niece let my present confusion be my punishment。  We are now come back; to appeal from your justice to your humanity。  By her father's consent; I first paid her my addresses; and our passions were first founded in duty。

MISS NEVILLE。  Since his death; I have been obliged to stoop to dissimulation to avoid oppression。  In an hour of levity; I was ready to give up my fortune to secure my choice。  But I am now recovered from the delusion; and hope from your tenderness what is denied me from a nearer connexion。

MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  Pshaw; pshaw! this is all but the whining end of a modern novel。

HARDCASTLE。  Be it what it will; I'm glad they're come back to reclaim their due。  Come hither; Tony; boy。  Do you refuse this lady's hand whom I now offer you?

TONY。  What signifies my refusing?  You know I can't refuse her till I'm of age; father。

HARDCASTLE。  While I thought concealing your age; boy; was likely to conduce to your improvement; I concurred with your mother's desire to keep it secret。  But since I find she turns it to a wrong use; I must now declare you have been of age these three months。

TONY。  Of age!  Am I of age; father?

HARDCASTLE。  Above three months。

TONY。  Then you'll see the first use I'll make of my liberty。  (Taking MISS NEVILLE's hand。)  Witness all men by these presents; that I; Anthony Lumpkin; Esquire; of BLANK place; refuse you; Constantia Neville; spinster; of no place at all; for my true and lawful wife。  So Constance Neville may marry whom she pleases; and Tony Lumpkin is his own man again。

SIR CHARLES。  O brave 'squire!

HASTINGS。  My worthy friend!

MRS。 HARDCASTLE。  My undutiful offspring!

MARLOW。  Joy; my dear George!  I give you joy sincerely。  And could I prevail upon my little tyrant here to be less arbitrary; I should be the happiest man alive; if you would return me the favour。

HASTINGS。  (To MISS HARDCASTLE。)  Come; madam; you are now driven to the very last scene of all your contrivances。  I know you like him; I'm sure he loves you; and you must and shall have him。

HARDCASTLE。  (Joining their hands。)  And I say so too。  And; Mr。 Marlow; if she makes as good a wife as she has a daughter; I don't believe you'll ever repent your bargain。  So now to supper。  To…morrow we shall gather all the poor of the parish about us; and the mistakes of the night shall be crowned with a merry morning。  So; boy; take her; and as you have been mistaken in the mistress; my wish is; that you may never be mistaken in the wife。  'Exeunt Omnes。'





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