SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER OR THE MISTAKES OF A NIGHT A COMEDY By Oliver Goldsmith PROLOGUE by David Garrick, Esq. Enter Mr WOODWARD, dressed in black, and holding a handkerchief to his eyes. Excuse me, sirs, I pray - I can't yet speak - I'm crying now - and have been all the week. 'Tis not alone this mourning suit, good masters; I've that within - for which there are no plasters! Pray, would you know the reason why I'm crying? The Comic muse, long sick, is now a-dying! And if she goes, my tears will never stop; For as a player, I can't squeeze out one drop: I am undone, that's all - shall lose my bread - I'd rather, but that's nothing - lose my head. When the sweet maid is laid upon the bier, Shuter and I shall be chief mourners here. To her a mawkish drab of spurious breed, Who deals in sentimentals, will succeed! Poor Ned and I are dead to all intents, We can as soon speak Greek as sentiments! Both nervous grown, to keep our spirits up. We now and then take down a hearty cup. What shall we do? - If Comedy forsake us, They'll turn us out, and no one else will take us! But why can't I be moral? - Let me try - My heart thus pressing - fixed my face and eye - With a sententious look, that nothing means, (Faces are blocks in sentimental scenes), Thus I begin: All is not gold that glitters, Pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters. When ignorance enters, folly is at hand: Learning is better far than house and land. Let not your virtue trip; who trips may stumble, And virtue is not virtue, if she tumble. I give it up - morals won't do for me; To make you laugh I must play tragedy. One hope remains - hearing the maid was ill, A doctor comes this night to show his skill. To cheer her heart, and give your muscles motion, He, in five draughts prepared, presents a potion: A kind of magic charm - for be assured, If you will swallow it, the maid is curd; But desperate the doctor and her case is, If you reject the dose, and make wry faces! This truth he boasts, will boast it while he lives, No poisonous drugs are mixed in what he gives; Should he succeed, you'll give him his degree; If not, within he will receive no fee! The college, you, must his pretensions back, Pronounce him regular, or dub him quack. DRAMATIS PERSONAE. MEN: SIR CHARLES Marlow Young Charles MARLOW (his son) HARDCASTLE George HASTINGS TONY Lumpkin DIGGORY WOMEN: MRS HARDCASTLE MISS HARDCASTLE MISS NEVILLE MAID LANDLORD, SERVANTS, etc. etc. Act 1 Scene - A Chamber in an old-fashioned house. Enter MRS HARDCASTLE and Mr HARDCASTLE. Mrs Hardcastle I vow, Mr Hardcastle, you're very particular. Is there a creature in the whole country, but ourselves, that does not take a trip to town now and then, to rub off the rust a little? There's the two Miss Hoggs, and our neighbour, Mrs Grigsby, go to take a month's polishing every winter. Hardcastle Ay, and bring back vanity and affectation to last them the whole year. I wonder why London cannot keep its own fools at home. In my time, the follies of the town crept slowly among us, but now they travel faster than a stagecoach. Its fopperies come down not only as inside passengers, but in the very basket. Mrs Hardcastle Ay, your times were fine times, indeed; you have been telling us of them for many a long year. Here we live in an old rumbling mansion that looks for all the world like an inn, but that we never see company. Our best visitors are old Mrs Oddfish, the curate's wife, and little Cripplegate, the lame dancing-master: And all our entertainment your old stories of Prince Eugene and the Duke of Marlborough. I hate such old- fashioned trumpery. Hardcastle And I love it. I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine; and, I believe, Dorothy [taking her hand], you'll own I have been pretty fond of an old wife. Mrs Hardcastle Lord, Mr Hardcastle, you're for ever at your Dorothys and your old wifes. You may be a Darby, but I'll be no Joan, I promise you. I'm not so old as you'd make me, by more than one good year. Add twenty to twenty, and make money of that. Hardcastle Let me see; twenty added to twenty makes just fifty and seven! Mrs Hardcastle It's false, Mr Hardcastle: I was but twenty when I was brought to bed of Tony, that I had by Mr Lumpkin, my first husband; and he's not come to years of discretion yet. Hardcastle Nor ever will, I dare answer for him. Ay, you have taught him finely! Mrs Hardcastle No matter, Tony Lumpkin has a good fortune. My son is not to live by his learning. I don't think a boy wants much learning to spend fifteen hundred a year. Hardcastle Learning, quotha! a mere composition of tricks and mischief. Mrs Hardcastle Humour, my dear; nothing but humour. Come, Mr Hardcastle, you must allow the boy a little humour. Hardcastle I'd sooner allow him a horse-pond! If burning the footmen's shoes, frightening the maids, and worrying the kittens be humour, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs Frizzle's face. Mrs Hardcastle And am I to blame? The poor boy was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death. When he comes to be a little stronger, who knows what a year or two's Latin may do for him? Hardcastle Latin for him! A cat and fiddle! No, no; the alehouse and the stable are the only schools he'll ever go to. Mrs Hardcastle Well, we must not snub the poor boy now, for I believe we shan't have him long among us. Anybody that looks in his face may see he's consumptive. Hardcastle Ay, if growing too fat be one of the symptoms. Mrs Hardcastle He coughs sometimes. Hardcastle Yes, when his liquor goes the wrong way. Mrs Hardcastle I'm actually afraid of his lungs. Hardcastle And truly, so am I; for he sometimes whoops like a speaking- trumpet - TONY hallooing behind the scenes. O, there he goes. - A very consumptive figure, truly. Enter TONY, crossing the stage. Mrs Hardcastle Tony, where are you going, my charmer? Won't you give papa and I a little of your company, lovey? Tony I'm in haste, mother; I cannot stay. Mrs Hardcastle You shan't venture out this raw evening, my dear; you look most shockingly. Tony I can't stay, I tell you. The Three Pigeons expects me down every moment. There's some fun going forward. Hardcastle Ay; the alehouse, the old place: I thought so. Mrs Hardcastle A low, paltry set of fellows. Tony Not so low, neither. There's Dick Muggins the exciseman, Jack Slang the horse doctor, Little Aminadab that grinds the music-box, and Tom Twist that spins the pewter platter. Mrs Hardcastle Pray, my dear, disappoint them for one night, at least. Tony As for disappointing them, I should not so much mind; but I can't abide to disappoint myself. Mrs Hardcastle [Detaining him.] You shan't go. Tony I will, I tell you. Mrs Hardcastle I say you shan't. Tony We'll see which is strongest, you or I. Exit, hauling her out. HARDCASTLE solus. Hardcastle Ay, there goes a pair that only spoil each other. But is not the whole age in a combination to drive sense and discretion out of doors? There's my pretty darling Kate - the fashions of the times have almost infected her too. By living a year or two in town, she is as fond of gauze and French frippery as the best of them. Enter MISS HARDCASTLE. Hardcastle Blessings on my pretty innocence! dressed out as usual, my Kate. Goodness! What a quantity of superfluous silk hast thou got about thee, girl! I could never teach the fools of this age that the indigent world could be clothed out of the trimmings of the vain. Miss Hardcastle You know our agreement, sir. You allow me the morning to receive and pay visits, and to dress in my own manner; and in the evening I put on my housewife's dress, to please you. Hardcastle Well, remember, I insist on the terms of our agreement; and, by- the-bye, I believe I shall have occasion to try your obedience this very evening. Miss Hardcastle I protest, sir, I don't comprehend your meaning. Hardcastle Then to be plain with you, Kate, I expect the young gentleman I have chosen to be your husband from town this very day. I have his father's letter, in which he informs me his son is set out, and that he intends to follow himself shortly after. Miss Hardcastle Indeed! I wish I had known something of this before. Bless me, how shall I behave? It's a thousand to one I shan't like him; our meeting will be so formal, and so like a thing of business, that I shall find no room for friendship or esteem. Hardcastle Depend upon it, child, I'll never control your choice; but Mr Marlow, whom I have pitched upon, is the son of my old friend, Sir Charles Marlow, of whom you have heard me talk so often. The young gentleman has been bred a scholar, and is designed for an employment in the service of his country. I am told he's a man of an excellent understanding. Miss Hardcastle Is he? Hardcastle Very generous. Miss Hardcastle I believe I shall like him. Hardcastle Young and brave. Miss Hardcastle I'm sure I shall like him. Hardcastle And very handsome. Miss Hardcastle My dear papa, say no more, [Kissing his hand], he's mine; I'll have him! Hardcastle And, to crown all, Kate, he's one of the most bashful and reserved young fellows in all the world. Miss Hardcastle Eh! you have frozen me to death again. That word "reserved" has undone all the rest of his accomplishments. A reserved lover, it is said, always makes a suspicious husband. Hardcastle On the contrary, modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues. It was the very feature in his character that first struck me. Miss Hardcastle He must have more striking features to catch me, I promise you. However, if he be so young, so handsome, and so everything as you mention, I believe he'll do still. I think I'll have him. Hardcastle Ay, Kate, but there is still an obstacle. It is more than an even wager he may not have you. Miss Hardcastle My dear papa, why will you mortify one so? - Well, if he refuses, instead of breaking my heart at his indifference, I'll only break my glass for its flattery; set my cap to some newer fashion, and look out for some less difficult admirer. Hardcastle Bravely resolved! In the meantime I'll go prepare the servants for his reception - as we seldom see company, they want as much training as a company of recruits the first day's muster. Exit MISS HARDCASTLE sola. Miss Hardcastle Lud, this news of papa's puts me all in a flutter. Young, handsome: these he put last; but I put them foremost. Sensible, good- natured; I like all that. But then reserved and sheepish; that's much against him. Yet can't he be cured of his timidity, by being taught to be proud of his wife? Yes, and can't I - But I vow I'm disposing of the husband before I have secured the lover! Enter MISS NEVILLE. Miss Hardcastle I'm glad you're come, Neville, my dear. Tell me, Constance, how do I look this evening? Is there anything whimsical about me? Is it one of my well-looking days, child? Am I in face today? Miss Neville Perfectly, my dear. Yet, now I look again - bless me! - sure no accident has happened among the canary birds or the goldfishes? Has your brother or the cat been meddling? Or has the last novel been too moving? Miss Hardcastle No; nothing of all this. I have been threatened - I can scarce get it out - I have been threatened with a lover! Miss Neville And his name - Miss Hardcastle Is Marlow. Miss Neville Indeed! Miss Hardcastle The son of Sir Charles Marlow. Miss Neville As I live, the most intimate friend of Mr Hastings, my admirer. They are never asunder. I believe you must have seen him when we lived in town. Miss Hardcastle Never. Miss Neville He's a very singular character, I assure you. Among women of reputation and virtue he is the modestest man alive; but his acquaintance give him a very different character among creatures of another stamp: you understand me. Miss Hardcastle An odd character, indeed! I shall never be able to manage him. What shall I do? Pshaw, think no more of him, but trust to occurrences for success. But how goes on your own affair, my dear? Has my mother been courting you for my brother Tony as usual? Miss Neville I have just come from one of our agreeable tete-a-tetes. She has been saying a hundred tender things, and setting off her pretty monster as the very pink of perfection. Miss Hardcastle And her partiality is such that she actually thinks him so. A fortune like yours is no small temptation. Besides, as she has the sole management of it, I'm not surprised to see her unwilling to let it go out of the family. Miss Neville A fortune like mine, which chiefly consists in jewels, is no such mighty temptation. But, at any rate, if my dear Hastings be but constant, I make no doubt to be too hard for her at last. However, I let her suppose that I am in love with her son; and she never once dreams that my affections are fixed upon another. Miss Hardcastle My good brother holds out stoutly. I could almost love him for hating you so. Miss Neville It is a good-natured creature at bottom, and I'm sure would wish to see me married to anybody but himself. But my aunt's bell rings for our afternoon's walk through the improvements. Allons! Courage is necessary, as our affairs are critical. Miss Hardcastle Would it were bed-time, and all were well. Exeunt. Scene - An Alehouse Room. Several shabby fellows with punch and tobacco. TONY at the head of the table, a little higher than the rest, a mallet in his hand. Omnes Hurrea, hurrea, hurrea! bravo! 1st Fellow Now, gentlemen, silence for a song. The 'Squire is going to knock himself down for a song. Omnes Ay, a song, a song. Tony Then I'll sing you, gentlemen, a song I made upon this alehouse, the Three Pigeons. Song: Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain With grammar, and nonsense, and learning; Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genus a better discerning. Let them brag of their heathenish gods, Their Lethes, their Styxes, and Stygians; Their Quis, and their Quaes, and their Quods, They're all but a parcel of Pigeons. Toroddle, toroddle, toroll! When Methodist preachers come down, A-preaching that drinking is sinful, I'll wager the rascals a crown, They always preach best with a skinful. But when you come down with your pence, For a slice of their scurvy religion, I'll leave it to all men of sense, But you, my good friend, are the Pigeon. Toroddle, toroddle, toroll! Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever. Let some cry up woodcock or hare, Your bustards, your ducks, and your widgeons; But of all the birds in the air, Here's a health to the Three Jolly Pigeons. Toroddle, toroddle, toroll! Omnes Bravo, bravo! 1st Fellow The 'Squire has got spunk in him. 2nd Fellow I loves to hear him sing, bekeays he never gives us nothing that's low. 3rd Fellow O damn anything that's low, I cannot bear it! 4th Fellow The genteel thing is the genteel thing any time. If so be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly. 3rd Fellow I likes the maxum of it, Master Muggins. What, though I am obligated to dance a bear, a man may be a gentleman for all that. May this be my poison if my bear ever dances but to the very genteelest of tunes. Water Parted, or the minuet in Ariadne. 2nd Fellow What a pity it is the 'Squire is not come to his own. It would be well for all the publicans within ten miles round of him. Tony Ecod, and so it would, Master Slang. I'd then show what it was to keep choice of company. 2nd Fellow O he takes after his own father for that. To be sure, old 'Squire Lumpkin was the finest gentleman I ever set my eyes on. For winding the straight horn, or beating a thicket for a hare, or a wench, he never had his fellow. It was a saying in the place, that he kept the best horses, dogs, and girls, in the whole county. Tony Ecod, and when I'm of age, I'll be no bastard, I promise you. I have been thinking of Bet Bouncer and the miller's grey mare to begin with. But come, my boys, drink about and be merry, for you pay no reckoning. Well, Stingo, what's the matter? Enter LANDLORD Landlord There be two gentlemen in a post-chaise at the door. They have lost their way upo' the forest; and they are talking something about Mr Hardcastle. Tony As sure as can be, one of them must be the gentleman that's coming down to court my sister. Do they seem to be Londoners? Landlord I believe they may. They look woundily like Frenchmen. Tony Then desire them to step this way, and I'll set them right in a twinkling. Exit LANDLORD. Gentlemen, as they mayn't be good enough company for you, step down for a moment, and I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon. Exeunt mob. TONY solus. Tony Father-in-law has been calling me whelp and hound this half year. Now, if I pleased, I could be so revenged upon the old grumbletonian. But then I'm afraid - afraid of what? I shall soon be worth fifteen hundred a year, and let him frighten me out of that if he can. Enter LANDLORD, conducting MARLOW and HASTINGS. Marlow What a tedious uncomfortable day have we had of it! We were told it was but forty miles across the country, and we have come above threescore. Hastings And all, Marlow, from that unaccountable reserve of yours, that would not let us enquire more frequently on the way. Marlow I own, Hastings, I am unwilling to lay myself under an obligation to every one I meet; and often stand the chance of an unmannerly answer. Hastings At present, however, we are not likely to receive any answer. Tony No offence, gentlemen. But I'm told you have been enquiring for one Mr Hardcastle in these parts. Do you know what part of the country you are in? Hastings Not in the least, sir, but should thank you for information. Tony Nor the way you came? Hastings No, sir; but if you can inform us - Tony Why, gentlemen, if you know neither the road you are going, nor where you are, nor the road you came, the first thing I have to inform you is, that - you have lost your way. Marlow We wanted no ghost to tell us that. Tony Pray, gentlemen, may I be so bold as to ask the place from whence you came? Marlow That's not necessary towards directing us where we are to go. Tony No offence; but question for question is all fair, you know. Pray, gentlemen, is not this same Hardcastle a cross-grained, old-fashioned, whimsical fellow with an ugly face, a daughter, and a pretty son? Hastings We have not seen the gentleman, but he has the family you mention. Tony The daughter, a tall, trapesing, trolloping, talkative maypole - the son, a pretty, well-bred, agreeable youth, that everybody is fond of. Marlow Our information differs in this. The daughter is said to be well- bred and beautiful; the son, an awkward booby, reared up and spoiled at his mother's apron-string. Tony He-he-hem - then, gentlemen, all I have to tell you is that you won't reach Mr Hardcastle's house this night, I believe. Hastings Unfortunate! Tony It's a damned long, dark, boggy, dirty, dangerous way. Stingo, tell the gentlemen the way to Mr Hardcastle's! (Winking upon the LANDLORD.) Mr Hardcastle's of Quagmire Marsh, you understand me. Landlord Master Hardcastle's! Lack-a-daisy, my masters, you're come a deadly deal wrong! When you came to the bottom of the hill, you should have crossed down Squash Lane. Marlow Cross down Squash Lane! Landlord Then you were to keep straight forward, until you came to four roads. Marlow Come to where four roads meet? Tony Ay; but you must be sure to take only one of them. Marlow O, sir, you're facetious. Tony Then keeping to the right, you are to go sideways till you come upon Crackskull Common: there you must look sharp for the track of the wheel, and go forward till you come to farmer Murrain's barn. Coming to the farmer's barn, you are to turn to the right, and then to the left, and then to the right about again, till you find out the old mill - Marlow Zounds, man! we could as soon find out the longitude! Hastings What's to be done, Marlow? Marlow This house promises but a poor reception; though, perhaps, the landlord can accommodate us. Landlord Alack, master, we have but one spare bed in the whole house. Tony And to my knowledge, that's taken up by three lodgers already. After a pause, in which the rest seem disconcerted. I have hit it. Don't you think, Stingo, our landlady could accommodate the gentlemen by the fireside, with - three chairs and a bolster? Hastings I hate sleeping by the fireside. Marlow And I detest your three chairs and a bolster. Tony You do, do you? - then, let me see - what if you go on a mile further, to the Buck's Head; the old Buck's Head on the hill, one of the best inns in the whole county? Hastings Oh, ho! so we have escaped an adventure for this night, however. Landlord [apart to TONY]. Sure, you ben't sending them to your father's as an inn, be you? Tony Mum, you fool you. Let them find that out. [To them.] You have only to keep on straight forward, till you come to a large old house by the roadside. You'll see a pair of large horns over the door. That's the sign. Drive up the yard, and call stoutly about you. Hastings Sir, we are obliged to you. The servants can't miss the way? Tony No, no: But I tell you, though, the landlord is rich, and going to leave off business; so he wants to be thought a gentleman, saving your presence, he! he! he! He'll be for giving you his company, and, ecod, if you mind him, he'll persuade you that his mother was an alderman, and his aunt a justice of the peace! Landlord A troublesome old blade, to be sure; but 'a keeps as good wines and beds as any in the whole country. Marlow Well, if he supplies us with these, we shall want no further connection. We are to turn to the right, did you say? Tony No, no; straight forward. I'll just step myself, and show you a piece of the way. [To the LANDLORD.] Mum! Landlord Ah, bless your heart, for a sweet, pleasant - damned mischievous son of a whore. Exeunt. Act 2 Scene - An old-fashioned House Enter HARDCASTLE, followed by three or four awkward Servants. Hardcastle Well, I hope you're perfect in the table exercise I have been teaching you these three days. You all know your posts and your places, and can show that you have been used to good company, without ever stirring from home. Omnes Ay, ay. Hardcastle When company comes, you are not to pop out and stare, and then run in again, like frightened rabbits in a warren. Omnes No, no. Hardcastle You, Diggory, whom I have taken from the barn, are to make a show at the side-table; and you, Roger, whom I have advanced from the plough, are to place yourself behind my chair. But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take your hands from your pockets, Roger; and from your head, you blockhead, you. See how Diggory carries his hands. They're a little too stiff, indeed, but that's no great matter. Diggory Ay, mind how I hold them. I learned to hold my hands this way when I was upon drill for the militia. And so being upon drill - Hardcastle You must not be so talkative, Diggory. You must be all attention to the guests. You must hear us talk, and not think of talking; you must see us drink, and not think of drinking; you must see us eat, and not think of eating. Diggory By the laws, your worship, that's parfectly unpossible. Whenever Diggory sees yeating going forward, ecod, he's always wishing for a mouthful himself. Hardcastle Blockhead! Is not a bellyful in the kitchen as good as a bellyful in the parlour? Stay your stomach with that reflection. Diggory Ecod, I thank your worship, I'll make a shift to stay my stomach with a slice of cold beef in the pantry. Hardcastle Diggory, you are too talkative. Then, if I happen to say a good thing, or tell a good story at table, you must not all burst out a- laughing, as if you made part of the company. Diggory Then, ecod, your worship must not tell the story of Ould Grouse in the gun-room: I can't help laughing at that - he! he! he! - for the soul of me. We have laughed at that these twenty years - ha! ha! ha! Hardcastle Ha! ha! ha! The story is a good one. Well, honest Diggory, you may laugh at that - but still remember to be attentive. Suppose one of the company should call for a glass of wine, how will you behave? A glass of wine, sir, if you please [to DIGGORY]. - Eh, why don't you move? Diggory Ecod, your worship, I never have courage till I see the eatables and drinkables brought upo' the table, and then I'm as bauld as a lion. Hardcastle What, will nobody move? 1st Servant I'm not to leave this pleace. 2nd Servant I'm sure it's no pleace of mine. 3rd Servant Nor mine, for sartain. Diggory Wauns, and I'm sure it canna be mine. Hardcastle You numskulls! and so while, like your betters, you are quarrelling for places, the guests must be starved. Oh, you dunces! I find I must begin all over again. - But don't I hear a coach drive into the yard? To your posts, you blockheads. I'll go in the meantime and give my old friend's son a hearty reception at the gate. Exit HARDCASTLE. Diggory By the elevens, my pleace is gone quite out of my head. Roger I know that my pleace is to be everywhere. 1st Servant Where the devil is mine? 2nd Servant My pleace is to be nowhere at all; and so I'ze go about my business. Exeunt SERVANTS, running about as if frightened, different ways. Enter SERVANTS with candles, showing in MARLOW and HASTINGS. Servant Welcome, gentlemen, very welcome. This way. Hastings After the disappointments of the day, welcome once more, Charles, to the comforts of a clean room and a good fire. Upon my word, a very well- looking house; antique but creditable. Marlow The usual fate of a large mansion. Having first ruined the master by good housekeeping, it at last comes to levy contributions as an inn. Hastings As you say, we passengers are to be taxed to pay all these fineries. I have often seen a good sideboard, or a marble chimney-piece, though not actually put in the bill, inflame a reckoning confoundedly. Marlow Travellers, George, must pay in all places - the only difference is, that in good inns you pay dearly for luxuries; in bad inns, you are fleeced and starved. Hastings You have lived pretty much among them. In truth, I have been often surprised that you, who have seen so much of the world, with your natural good sense, and your many opportunities, could never yet acquire a requisite share of assurance. Marlow The Englishman's malady. But tell me, George, where could I have learned that assurance you talk of? My life has been chiefly spent in a college or an inn, in seclusion from that lovely part of the creation that chiefly teach men confidence. I don't know that I was ever familiarly acquainted with a single modest woman - except my mother - but among females of another class, you know - Hastings Ay, among them you are impudent enough of all conscience. Marlow They are of us, you know. Hastings But in the company of women of reputation I never saw such an idiot, such a trembler; you look for all the world as if you wanted an opportunity of stealing out of the room. Marlow Why, man, that's because I do want to steal out of the room. Faith, I have often formed a resolution to break the ice, and rattle away at any rate. But I don't know how, a single glance from a pair of fine eyes has totally overset my resolution. An impudent fellow may counterfeit modesty; but I'll be hanged if a modest man can ever counterfeit impudence. Hastings If you could but say half the fine things to them that I have heard you lavish upon the barmaid of an inn, or even a college bed-maker - Marlow Why, George, I can't say fine things to them. They freeze, they petrify me. They may talk of a comet, or a burning mountain, or some such bagatelle; but, to me, a modest woman, dressed out in all her finery, is the most tremendous object of the whole creation. Hastings Ha! ha! ha! At this rate, man, how can you ever expect to marry? Marlow Never; unless, as among kings and princes, my bride were to be courted by proxy. If, indeed, like an Eastern bridegroom, one were to be introduced to a wife he never saw before, it might be endured. But to go through all the terrors of a formal courtship, together with the episode of aunts, grandmothers, and cousins, and at last to blurt out the broad staring question of, madam, will you marry me? No, no, that's a strain much above me, I assure you. Hastings I pity you. But how do you intend behaving to the lady you are come down to visit at the request of your father? Marlow As I behave to all other ladies. Bow very low; answer yes or no to all her demands - But for the rest, I don't think I shall venture to look in her face till I see my father's again. Hastings I'm surprised that one who is so warm a friend can be so cool a lover. Marlow To be explicit, my dear Hastings, my chief inducement down was to be instrumental in forwarding your happiness, not my own. Miss Neville loves you, the family don't know you: as my friend you are sure of a reception, and let honour do the rest. Hastings My dear Marlow! But I'll suppress the emotion. Were I a wretch, meanly seeking to carry off a fortune, you should be the last man in the world I would apply to for assistance. But Miss Neville's person is all I ask, and that is mine, both from her deceased father's consent, and her own inclination. Marlow Happy man! You have talents and art to captivate any woman. I'm doomed to adore the sex, and yet to converse with the only part of it I despise. This stammer in my address, and this awkward prepossessing visage of mine, can never permit me to soar above the reach of a milliner's 'prentice, or one of the duchesses of Drury Lane. Pshaw! this fellow here to interrupt us. Enter HARDCASTLE Hardcastle Gentlemen, once more you are heartily welcome. Which is Mr Marlow? Sir, you are heartily welcome. It's not my way, you see, to receive my friends with my back to the fire. I like give them a hearty reception in the old style at my gate. I like to see their horses and trunks taken care of. Marlow [aside] He has got our names from the servants already. [To him.] We approve your caution and hospitality, sir. [To HASTINGS.] I have been thinking, George, of changing our travelling dresses in the morning. I am grown confoundedly ashamed of mine. Hardcastle I beg, Mr Marlow, you'll use no ceremony in this house. Hastings I fancy, Charles, you're right: the first blow is half the battle. I intend opening the campaign with the white and gold. Hardcastle Mr Marlow - Mr Hastings - gentlemen - pray be under no constraint in this house. This is Liberty Hall, gentlemen. You may do just as you please here. Marlow Yet, George, if we open the campaign too fiercely at first, we may want ammunition before it is over. I think to reserve the embroidery to secure a retreat. Hardcastle Your talking of a retreat, Mr Marlow, puts me in mind of the Duke of Marlborough, when we went to besiege Denain. He first summoned the garrison - Marlow Don't you think the ventre d'or waistcoat will do with the plain brown? Hardcastle He first summoned the garrison, which might consist of about five thousand men - Hastings I think not: brown and yellow mix but very poorly. Hardcastle I say, gentlemen, as I was telling you, he summoned the garrison, which might consist of about five thousand men - Marlow The girls like finery. Hardcastle Which might consist of about five thousand men, well appointed with stores, ammunition, and other implements of war. "Now", says the Duke of Marlborough to George Brooks, that stood next to him - you must have heard of George Brooks - "I'll pawn my dukedom", says he, "but I take that garrison without spilling a drop of blood!" So - Marlow What, my good friend, if you gave us a glass of punch in the meantime, it would help us to carry on the siege with vigour. Hardcastle Punch, sir! - [Aside] This is the most unaccountable kind of modesty I ever met with! Marlow Yes, sir, punch. A glass of warm punch, after our journey, will be comfortable. This is Liberty Hall, you know. Hardcastle Here's a cup, sir. Marlow [aside] So this fellow, in his Liberty Hall, will only let us have just what he pleases. Hardcastle [taking the cup] I hope you'll find it to your mind. I have prepared it with my own hands, and I believe you'll own the ingredients are tolerable. Will you be so good as to pledge me, sir? Here, Mr Marlow, here is to our better acquaintance! [Drinks] Marlow [aside] A very impudent fellow this! but he's a character, and I'll humour him a little. Sir, my service to you. [Drinks] Hastings [aside] I see this fellow wants to give us his company, and forgets that he's an innkeeper, before he has learned to be a gentleman. Marlow From the excellence of your cup, my old friend, I suppose you have a good deal of business in this part of the country. Warm work, now and then, at elections, I suppose? Hardcastle No, sir, I have long given that work over. Since our betters have hit upon the expedient of electing each other, there is no business for us that sell ale. Hastings So, then, you have no turn for politics, I find. Hardcastle Not in the least. There was a time, indeed, I fretted myself about the mistakes of government, like other people; but finding myself every day grow more angry, and the government growing no better, I left it to mend itself. Since that, I no more trouble my head about Heyder Ally, or Ally Cawn, than about Ally Croker. Sir, my service to you. Hastings So that, with eating above stairs, and drinking below, with receiving your friends within, and amusing them without, you lead a good pleasant bustling life of it. Hardcastle I do stir about a great deal, that's certain. Half the differences of the parish are adjusted in this very parlour. Marlow [after drinking] And you have an argument in your cup, old gentleman, better than any in Westminster Hall. Hardcastle Ay, young gentleman, that, and a little philosophy. Marlow [aside] Well, this is the first time I ever heard of an innkeeper's philosophy. Hastings So then, like an experienced general, you attack them on every quarter. If you find their reason manageable, you attack it with your philosophy; if you find they have no reason, you attack them with this. Here's your health, my philosopher. [Drinks] Hardcastle Good, very good, thank you - ha! ha! Your generalship puts me in mind of Prince Eugene, when he fought the Turks at the battle of Belgrade. You shall hear. Marlow Instead of the battle of Belgrade, I believe it's almost time to talk about supper. What has your philosophy got in the house for supper? Hardcastle For supper, sir! - [Aside] Was ever such a request to a man in his own house? Marlow Yes, sir, supper, sir; I begin to feel an appetite. I shall make devilish work tonight in the larder, I promise you. Hardcastle [aside] Such a brazen dog sure never my eyes beheld. [To him] Why, really, sir, as for supper I can't well tell. My Dorothy and the cook- maid settle these things between them. I leave these kind of things entirely to them. Marlow You do, do you? Hardcastle Entirely. By-the-bye, I believe they are in actual consultation upon what's for supper this moment in the kitchen. Marlow Then I beg they'll admit me as one of their privy council. It's a way I have got. When I travel, I always choose to regulate my own supper. Let the cook be called. No offence, I hope, sir. Hardcastle O no, sir, none in the least; yet I don't know how: our Bridget, the cook-maid, is not very communicative upon these occasions. Should we send for her, she might scold us all out of the house. Hastings Let's see your list of the larder, then. I ask it as a favour. I always match my appetite to my bill of fare. Marlow [to HARDCASTLE, who looks at them with surprise] Sir, he's very right, and it's my way too. Hardcastle Sir, you have a right to command here. Here, Roger, bring us the bill of fare for tonight's supper - I believe it's drawn out. Your manner, Mr Hastings, puts me in mind of my uncle, Colonel Wallop. It was a saying of his that no man was sure of his supper till he had eaten it. Hastings [aside] All upon the high rope! His uncle a colonel! We shall soon hear of his mother being a justice of the peace. But let's hear the bill of fare. Marlow [perusing] What's here? For the first course; for the second course; for the dessert. The devil, sir, do you think we have brought down a whole Joiners' Company, or the Corporation of Bedford, to eat up such a supper? Two or three little things, clean and comfortable, will do. Hastings But let's hear it. Marlow [reading] For the first course, at the top, a pig, and prune sauce. Hastings Damn your pig, I say! Marlow And damn your prune sauce, say I! Hardcastle And yet, gentlemen, to men that are hungry, pig with prune sauce is very good eating. Marlow At the bottom, a calf's tongue and brains. Hastings Let your brains be knocked out, my good sir, I don't like them. Marlow Or you may clap them on a plate by themselves. I do. Hardcastle [aside] Their impudence confounds me. [To them] Gentlemen, you are my guests, make what alterations you please. Is there anything else you wish to retrench or alter, gentlemen? Marlow Item, a pork pie, a boiled rabbit and sausages, a florentine, a shaking pudding, and a dish of tiff - taff - taffety cream! Hastings Confound your made dishes; I shall be as much at a loss in this house as at a green and yellow dinner at the French ambassador's table. I'm for plain eating. Hardcastle I'm sorry, gentlemen, that I have nothing you like, but if there be anything you have a particular fancy to - Marlow Why, really, sir, your bill of fare is so exquisite that any one part of it is full as good as another. Send us what you please. So much for supper. And now to see that our beds are aired, and properly taken care of. Hardcastle I entreat you'll leave that to me. You shall not stir a step. Marlow Leave that to you! I protest, sir, you must excuse me, I always look to these things myself. Hardcastle I must insist, sir, you'll make yourself easy on that head. Marlow You see I'm resolved on it. [Aside] A very troublesome fellow this, as ever I met with. Hardcastle Well, sir, I'm resolved at least to attend you. [Aside] This may be modem modesty, but I never saw anything look so like old-fashioned impudence. Exeunt MARLOW and HARDCASTLE. HASTINGS solus. Hastings So I find this fellow's civilities begin to grow troublesome. But who can be angry at those assiduities which are meant to please him? Ha! what do I see? Miss Neville, by all that's happy! Enter MISS NEVILLE. Miss Neville My dear Hastings! To what unexpected good fortune, to what accident, am I to ascribe this happy meeting? Hastings Rather let me ask the same question, as I could never have hoped to meet my dearest Constance at an inn. Miss Neville An inn! sure you mistake! - my aunt, my guardian, lives here. What could induce you to think this house an inn? Hastings My friend, Mr Marlow, with whom I came down, and I, have been sent here as to an inn, I assure you. A young fellow, whom we accidentally met at a house hard by, directed us hither. Miss Neville Certainly it must be one of my hopeful cousin's tricks, of whom you have heard me talk so often - ha! ha! ha! ha! Hastings He whom your aunt intends for you? He of whom I have such just apprehensions? Miss Neville You have nothing to fear from him, I assure you. You'd adore him if you knew how heartily he despises me. My aunt knows it, too, and has undertaken to court me for him, and actually begins to think she has made a conquest. Hastings Thou dear dissembler! You must know, my Constance, I have just seized this happy opportunity of my friend's visit here to get admittance into the family. The horses that carried us down are now fatigued with their journey, but they'll soon be refreshed; and then, if my dearest girl will trust in her faithful Hastings, we shall soon be landed in France, where even among slaves the laws of marriage are respected. Miss Neville I have often told you that, though ready to obey you, I yet should leave my little fortune behind with reluctance. The greatest part of it was left me by my uncle, the India Director, and chiefly consists in jewels. I have been for some time persuading my aunt to let me wear them. I fancy I'm very near succeeding. The instant they are put into my possession, you shall find me ready to make them and myself yours. Hastings Perish the baubles! Your person is all I desire. In the meantime, my friend Marlow must not be let into his mistake. I know the strange reserve of his temper is such that, if abruptly informed of it, he would instantly quit the house before our plan was ripe for execution. Miss Neville But how shall we keep him in the deception? Miss Hardcastle is just returned from walking; what if we still continue to deceive him? - This, this way - They confer. Enter MARLOW Marlow The assiduities of these good people tease me beyond bearing. My host seems to think it ill manners to leave me alone, and so he claps not only himself, but his old-fashioned wife on my back. They talk of coming to sup with us, too; and then, I suppose, we are to run the gantlet through all the rest of the family. - What have we got here? Hastings My dear Charles! Let me congratulate you! - The most fortunate accident! - Who do you think is just alighted? Marlow Cannot guess. Hastings Our mistresses, boy, Miss Hardcastle and Miss Neville. Give me leave to introduce Miss Constance Neville to your acquaintance. Happening to dine in the neighbourhood, they called on their return to take fresh horses here. Miss Hardcastle has just stepped into the next room, and will be back in an instant. Wasn't it lucky, eh? Marlow [aside] I have just been mortified enough of all conscience, and here comes something to complete my embarrassment. Hastings Well, but wasn't it the most fortunate thing in the world? Marlow Oh! yes. Very fortunate - a most joyful encounter - But our dresses, George, you know, are in disorder - What if we should postpone the happiness till tomorrow? - Tomorrow at her own house - It will be every bit as convenient - And rather more respectful - Tomorrow let it be. [Offering to go.] Miss Neville By no means, sir. Your ceremony will displease her. The disorder of your dress will show the ardour of your impatience. Besides, she knows you are in the house, and will permit you to see her. Marlow O! the devil! how shall I support it? Hem! hem! Hastings, you must not go. You are to assist me, you know. I shall be confoundedly ridiculous. Yet, hang it! I'll take courage. Hem! Hastings Pshaw, man! it's but the first plunge, and all's over. She's but a woman, you know. Marlow And of all women, she that I dread most to encounter. Enter MISS HARDCASTLE, as returned from walking, a bonnet, etc. Hastings [introducing them] Miss Hardcastle, Mr Marlow. I'm proud of bringing two persons of such merit together, that only want to know, to esteem each other. Miss Hardcastle [aside] Now for meeting my modest gentleman with a demure face, and quite in his own manner. After a pause, in which he appears very uneasy and disconcerted. I'm glad of your safe arrival, sir. I'm told you had some accidents by the way. Marlow Only a few, madam. Yes, we had some. Yes, madam, a good many accidents, but should be sorry - madam - or rather glad of any accidents - that are so agreeably concluded. Hem! Hastings [to him] You never spoke better in your whole life. Keep it up, and I'll ensure you the victory. Miss Hardcastle I'm afraid you flatter, sir. You that have seen so much of the finest company can find little entertainment in an obscure corner of the country. Marlow [gathering courage] I have lived, indeed, in the world, madam; but I have kept very little company. I have been but an observer upon life, madam, while others were enjoying it. Miss Neville But that, I am told, is the way to enjoy it at last. Hastings [to him] Cicero never spoke better. Once more, and you are confirmed in assurance for ever. Marlow [to him] Hem! Stand by me, then, and when I'm down, throw in a word or two, to set me up again. Miss Hardcastle An observer, like you, upon life were, I fear, disagreeably employed, since you must have had much more to censure than to approve. Marlow Pardon me, madam. I was always willing to be amused. The folly of most people is rather an object of mirth than uneasiness. Hastings [to him] Bravo, bravo. Never spoke so well in your whole life. Well, Miss Hardcastle, I see that you and Mr Marlow are going to be very good company. I believe our being here will but embarrass the interview. Marlow Not in the least, Mr Hastings. We like your company of all things. [To him] Zounds! George, sure you won't go? How can you leave us? Hastings Our presence will but spoil conversation, so we'll retire to the next room. [To him] You don't consider, man, that we are to manage a little tete-a-tete of our own. Exeunt Miss Hardcastle [after a pause] But you have not been wholly an observer, I presume, sir. The ladies, I should hope, have employed some part of your addresses. Marlow [relapsing into timidity] Pardon me, madam, I - I - I - as yet have studied - only - to - deserve them. Miss Hardcastle And that, some say, is the very worst way to obtain them. Marlow Perhaps so, madam. But I love to converse only with the more grave and sensible part of the sex. - But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss Hardcastle Not at all, sir; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself: I could hear it for ever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. Marlow It's - a disease - of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some who, wanting a relish - for - um - a - um. Miss Hardcastle I understand you, sir. There must be some, who, wanting a relish for refined pleasures, pretend to despise what they are incapable of tasting. Marlow My meaning, madam, but infinitely better expressed. And I can't help observing - a - Miss Hardcastle [aside] Who could ever suppose this fellow impudent upon some occasions? [To him] You were going to observe, sir - Marlow I was observing, madam - I protest, madam, I forget what I was going to observe. Miss Hardcastle [aside] I vow and so do I. [To him] You were observing, sir, that in this age of hypocrisy - something about hypocrisy, sir. Marlow Yes, madam. In this age of hypocrisy, there are few who upon strict inquiry do not - a - a - a - Miss Hardcastle I understand you perfectly, sir. Marlow [aside] Egad! and that's more than I do myself. Miss Hardcastle You mean that in this hypocritical age there are few that do not condemn in public what they practise in private, and think they pay every debt to virtue when they praise it. Marlow True, madam; those who have most virtue in their mouths, have least of it in their bosoms. But I'm sure I tire you, madam. Miss Hardcastle Not in the least, sir; there's something so agreeable and spirited in your manner, such life and force - pray, sir, go on. Marlow Yes, madam. I was saying - that there are some occasions - when a total want of courage, madam, destroys all the - and puts us - upon a - a - a - Miss Hardcastle I agree with you entirely: a want of courage upon some occasions assumes the appearance of ignorance, and betrays us when we most want to excel. I beg you'll proceed. Marlow Yes, madam. Morally speaking, madam - but I see Miss Neville expecting us in the next room. I would not intrude for the world. Miss Hardcastle I protest, sir, I never was more agreeably entertained in all my life. Pray go on. Marlow Yes, madam, I was - but she beckons us to join her. Madam, shall I do myself the honour to attend you? Miss Hardcastle Well, then, I'll follow. Marlow [aside] This pretty smooth dialogue has done for me. Exit. MISS HARDCASTLE sola. Miss Hardcastle Ha! ha! ha! Was there ever such a sober, sentimental interview? I'm certain he scarce looked in my face the whole time. Yet the fellow, but for his unaccountable bashfulness, is pretty well, too. He has good sense, but then so buried in his fears that it fatigues one more than ignorance. If I could teach him a little confidence, it would be doing somebody that I know of a piece of service. But who is that somebody? - That, faith, is a question I can scarce answer. Exit. Enter TONY and MISS NEVILLE, followed by MRS HARDCASTLE and HASTINGS. Tony What do you follow me for, cousin Con? I wonder you're not ashamed to be so very engaging. Miss Neville I hope, cousin, one may speak to one's own relations, and not be to blame. Tony Ay, but I know what sort of a relation you want to make me, though; but it won't do. I tell you, cousin Con, it won't do; so I beg you'll keep your distance, I want no nearer relationship. She follows, coquetting him to the back scene. Mrs Hardcastle Well! I vow, Mr Hastings, you are very entertaining. There's nothing in the world I love to talk of so much as London, and the fashions, though I was never there myself. Hastings Never there! You amaze me! From your air and manner, I concluded you had been bred all your life either at Ranelagh, St. James's, or Tower Wharf. Mrs Hardcastle O! sir, you're only pleased to say so. We country persons can have no manner at all. I'm in love with the town, and that serves to raise me above some of our neighbouring rustics; but who can have a manner, that has never seen the Pantheon, the Grotto Gardens, the Borough, and such places where the nobility chiefly resort? All I can do is to enjoy London at second-hand. I take care to know every tete-a-tete from the Scandalous Magazine, and have all the fashions as they come out, in a letter from the two Miss Rickets of Crooked Lane. Pray, how do you like this head, Mr Hastings? Hastings Extremely elegant and degagee, upon my word, madam. Your friseur is a Frenchman, I suppose? Mrs Hardcastle I protest, I dressed it myself from a print in the Ladies' Memorandum-book for the last year. Hastings Indeed! Such a head in a side-box at the play-house would draw as many gazers as my Lady Mayoress at a City Ball. Mrs Hardcastle I vow, since inoculation began, there is no such thing to be seen as a plain woman; so one must dress a little particular, or one may escape in the crowd. Hastings But that can never be your case, madam, in any dress! [Bowing] Mrs Hardcastle Yet, what signifies my dressing when I have such a piece of antiquity by my side as Mr Hardcastle: all I can say will never argue down a single button from his clothes. I have often wanted him to throw off his great flaxen wig, and where he was bald, to plaster it over, like my Lord Pately, with powder. Hastings You are right, madam; for, as among the ladies there are none ugly, so among the men there are none old. Mrs Hardcastle But what do you think his answer was? Why, with his usual Gothic vivacity, he said I only wanted him to throw off his wig to convert it into a tete for my own wearing. Hastings Intolerable! At your age you may wear what you please, and it must become you. Mrs Hardcastle Pray, Mr Hastings, what do you take to be the most fashionable age about town? Hastings Some time ago forty was all the mode; but I'm told the ladies intend to bring up fifty for the ensuing winter. Mrs Hardcastle Seriously. Then I shall be too young for the fashion. Hastings No lady begins now to put on jewels till she's past forty. For instance, Miss there, in a polite circle, would be considered as a child, as a mere maker of samplers. Mrs Hardcastle And yet Mrs Niece thinks herself as much a woman, and is as fond of jewels, as the oldest of us all. Hastings Your niece, is she? And that young gentleman, a brother of yours, I should presume? Mrs Hardcastle My son, sir. They are contracted to each other. Observe their little sports. They fall in and out ten times a day, as if they were man and wife already. [To them] Well, Tony, child, what soft things are you saying to your cousin Constance this evening? Tony I have been saying no soft things; but that it's very hard to be followed about so. Ecod! I've not a place in the house now that's left to myself but the stable. Mrs Hardcastle Never mind him, Con, my dear. He's in another story behind your back. Miss Neville There's something generous in my cousin's manner. He falls out before faces to be forgiven in private. Tony That's a damned confounded - crack. Mrs Hardcastle Ah! he's a sly one. Don't you think they are like each other about the mouth, Mr Hastings? The Blenkinsop mouth to a T. They're of a size, too. Back to back, my pretties, that Mr Hastings may see you. Come, Tony. Tony You had as good not make me, I tell you. [Measuring.] Miss Neville O lud! he has almost cracked my head. Mrs Hardcastle O, the monster! For shame, Tony. You a man, and behave so! Tony If I'm a man, let me have my fortin. Ecod! I'll not be made a fool of no longer. Mrs Hardcastle Is this, ungrateful boy, all that I'm to get for the pains I have taken in your education? I that have rocked you in your cradle, and fed that pretty mouth with a spoon! Did not I work that waistcoat to make you genteel? Did not I prescribe for you every day, and weep while the receipt was operating? Tony Ecod! you had reason to weep, for you have been dosing me ever since I was born. I have gone through every receipt in the Complete Housewife ten times over; and you have thoughts of coursing me through Quincy next spring. But, ecod! I tell you, I'll not be made a fool of no longer. Mrs Hardcastle Wasn't it all for your good, viper? Wasn't it all for your good? Tony I wish you'd let me and my good alone, then. Snubbing this way when I'm in spirits. If I'm to have any good, let it come of itself; not to keep dinging it, dinging it into one so. Mrs Hardcastle That's false. I never see you when you're in spirits. No, Tony, you then go to the alehouse or kennel. I'm never to be delighted with your agreeable wild notes, unfeeling monster! Tony Ecod! Mamma, your own notes are the wildest of the two. Mrs Hardcastle Was ever the like? But I see he wants to break my heart, I see he does. Hastings Dear Madam, permit me to lecture the young gentleman a little. I'm certain I can persuade him to his duty. Mrs Hardcastle Well, I must retire. Come, Constance, my love. You see, Mr Hastings, the wretchedness of my situation - was ever poor woman so plagued with a dear sweet, pretty, provoking, undutiful boy? Exeunt MRS HARDCASTLE and MISS NEVILLE. Tony [singing] There was a young man riding by, and fain would have his will. Rang do didlo dee. Don't mind her. Let her cry. It's the comfort of her heart. I have seen her and sister cry over a book for an hour together; and they said they liked the book the better the more it made them cry. Hastings Then you're no friend to the ladies, I find, my pretty young gentleman? Tony That's as I find 'um. Hastings Not to her of your mother's choosing, I dare answer? And yet she appears to me a pretty, well-tempered girl. Tony That's because you don't know her as well as I. Ecod! I know every inch about her; and there's not a more bitter cantankerous toad in all Christendom. Hastings [aside] Pretty encouragement this, for a lover! Tony I have seen her since the height of that. She has as many tricks as a hare in a thicket, or a colt the first day's breaking. Hastings To me she appears sensible and silent. Tony Ay, before company. But when she's with her playmate, she's as loud as a hog in a gate. Hastings But there is a meek modesty about her that charms me. Tony Yes, but curb her never so little, she kicks up, and you're flung in a ditch. Hastings Well, but you must allow her a little beauty. - Yes, you must allow her some beauty. Tony Bandbox! She's all a made-up thing, mun. Ah! could you but see Bet Bouncer of these parts, you might then talk of beauty. Ecod, she has two eyes as black as sloes, and cheeks as broad and red as a pulpit cushion. She'd make two of she. Hastings Well, what say you to a friend that would take this bitter bargain off your hands? Tony Anon. Hastings Would you thank him that would take Miss Neville, and leave you to happiness and your dear Betsy? Tony Ay; but where is there such a friend, for who would take her? Hastings I am he. If you but assist me, I'll engage to whip her off to France, and you shall never hear more of her. Tony Assist you! Ecod, I will, to the last drop of my blood. I'll clap a pair of horses to your chaise that shall trundle you off in a twinkling, and may be get you a part of her fortin beside, in jewels, that you little dream of. Hastings My dear 'Squire, this looks like a lad of spirit. Tony Come along, then, and you shall see more of my spirit before you have done with me. [Singing] We are the boys That fears no noise Where the thundering cannons roar. [Exeunt] Act 3. Enter HARDCASTLE, solus. Hardcastle What could my old friend Sir Charles mean by recommending his son as the modestest young man in town? To me he appears the most impudent piece of brass that ever spoke with a tongue. He has taken possession of the easy chair by the fireside already. He took off his boots in the parlour, and desired me to see them taken care of. I'm desirous to know how his impudence affects my daughter. She will certainly be shocked at it. Enter MISS HARDCASTLE, plainly dressed. Hardcastle Well, my Kate, I see you have changed your dress, as I bade you; and yet, I believe, there was no great occasion. Miss Hardcastle I find such a pleasure, sir, in obeying your commands, that I take care to observe them without ever debating their propriety. Hardcastle And yet, Kate, I sometimes give you some cause, particularly when I recommended my modest gentleman to you as a lover today. Miss Hardcastle You taught me to expect something extraordinary, and I find the original exceeds the description. Hardcastle I was never so surprised in my life! He has quite confounded all my faculties! Miss Hardcastle I never saw anything like it - and a man of the world too! Hardcastle Ay, he learned it all abroad - what a fool was I to think a young man could learn modesty by travelling. He might as soon learn wit at a masquerade. Miss Hardcastle It seems all natural to him. Hardcastle A good deal assisted by bad company and a French dancing-master. Miss Hardcastle Sure you mistake, papa! A French dancing-master could never have taught him that timid look - that awkward address - that bashful manner - Hardcastle Whose look? whose manner, child? Miss Hardcastle Mr Marlow's - his mauvaise honte, his timidity, struck me at the first sight. Hardcastle Then your first sight deceived you; for I think him one of the most brazen first sights that ever astonished my senses. Miss Hardcastle Sure, sir, you rally! I never saw any one so modest. Hardcastle And can you be serious? I never saw such a bouncing, swaggering puppy since I was born. Bully Dawson was but a fool to him. Miss Hardcastle Surprising! He met me with a respectful bow, a stammering voice, and a look fixed on the ground. Hardcastle He met me with a loud voice, a lordly air, and a familiarity that made my blood freeze again. Miss Hardcastle He treated me with diffidence and respect; censured the manners of the age; admired the prudence of girls that never laughed; tired me with apologies for being tiresome; then left the room with a bow, and Madam, I would not for the world detain you. Hardcastle He spoke to me as if he knew me all his life before; asked twenty questions, and never waited for an answer; interrupted my best remarks with some silly pun; and when I was in my best story of the Duke of Marlborough and Prince Eugene, he asked if I had not a good hand at making punch. Yes, Kate, he asked your father if he was a maker of punch! Miss Hardcastle One of us must certainly be mistaken. Hardcastle If he be what he has shown himself, I'm determined he shall never have my consent. Miss Hardcastle And if he be the sullen thing I take him, he shall never have mine. Hardcastle In one thing then we are agreed - to reject him. Miss Hardcastle Yes; but upon conditions. For if you should find him less impudent, and I more presuming; if you find him more respectful, and I more importunate - I don't know - the fellow is well enough for a man - Certainly, we don't meet many such at a horse-race in the country. Hardcastle If we should find him so - But that's impossible. The first appearance has done my business. I'm seldom deceived in that. Miss Hardcastle And yet there may be many good qualities under that first appearance. Hardcastle Ay, when a girl finds a fellow's outside to her taste, she then sets about guessing the rest of his furniture. With her, a smooth face stands for good sense, and a genteel figure for every virtue. Miss Hardcastle I hope, sir, a conversation begun with a compliment to my good sense won't end with a sneer at my understanding? Hardcastle Pardon me, Kate. But if young Mr Brazen can find the art of reconciling contradictions, he may please us both, perhaps. Miss Hardcastle And as one of us must be mistaken, what if we go to make further discoveries? Hardcastle Agreed. But depend on't I'm in the right. Miss Hardcastle And depend on't I'm not much in the wrong. Exeunt. Enter TONY, running in with a casket. Tony Ecod! I have got them. Here they are. My cousin Con's necklaces, bobs and all. My mother shan't cheat the poor souls out of their fortin neither. O! my genus, is that you? Enter HASTINGS. Hastings My dear friend, how have you managed with your mother? I hope you have amused her with pretending love for your cousin, and that you are willing to be reconciled at last? Our horses will be refreshed in a short time, and we shall soon be ready to set off. Tony And here's something to bear your charges by the way [Giving the casket] - your sweetheart's jewels. Keep them; and hang those, I say, that would rob you of one of them. Hastings But how have you procured them from your mother? Tony Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs. I procured them by the rule of thumb. If I had not a key to every drawer in mother's bureau, how could I go to the alehouse so often as I do? An honest man may rob himself of his own at any time. Hastings Thousands do it every day. But to be plain with you; Miss Neville is endeavouring to procure them from her aunt this very instant. If she succeeds, it will be the most delicate way at least of obtaining them. Tony Well, keep them till you know how it will be. But I know how it will be well enough: she'd as soon part with the only sound tooth in her head. Hastings But I dread the effects of her resentment, when she finds she has lost them. Tony Never you mind her resentment, leave me to manage that. I don't value her resentment the bounce of a cracker. Zounds! here they are. Morrice! Prance! Exit HASTINGS. Enter MRS HARDCASTLE and MISS NEVILLE. Mrs Hardcastle Indeed, Constance, you amaze me. Such a girl as you want jewels! It will be time enough for jewels, my dear, twenty years hence, when your beauty begins to want repairs. Miss Neville But what will repair beauty at forty will certainly improve it at twenty, madam. Mrs Hardcastle Yours, my dear, can admit of none. That natural blush is beyond a thousand ornaments. Besides, child, jewels are quite out at present. Don't you see half the ladies of our acquaintance - my Lady Kill- daylight, and Mrs Crump, and the rest of them - carry their jewels to town, and bring nothing but paste and marcasites back. Miss Neville But who knows, madam, but somebody that shall be nameless would like me best with all my little finery about me? Mrs Hardcastle Consult your glass, my dear, and then see if, with such a pair of eyes, you want any better sparklers. What do you think, Tony, my dear? does your cousin Con want any jewels in your eyes to set off her beauty? Tony That's as thereafter may be. Miss Neville My dear aunt, if you knew how it would oblige me. Mrs Hardcastle A parcel of old-fashioned rose and table-cut things. They would make you look like the court of King Solomon at a puppet-show. Besides, I believe, I can't readily come at them. They may be missing, for aught I know to the contrary. Tony [Apart to Mrs HARDCASTLE] Then why don't you tell her so at once, as she's so longing for them? Tell her they're lost. It's the only way to quiet her. Say they're lost, and call me to bear witness. Mrs Hardcastle [Apart to TONY] You know, my dear, I'm only keeping them for you. So if I say they're gone, you'll bear me witness, will you? He! he! he! Tony Never fear me. Ecod! I'll say I saw them taken out with my own eyes. Miss Neville I desire them but for a day, madam. Just to be permitted to show them as relics, and then they may be locked up again. Mrs Hardcastle To be plain with you, my dear Constance, if I could find them you should have them. They're missing, I assure you. Lost, for aught I know; but we must have patience wherever they are. Miss Neville I'll not believe it! This is but a shallow pretence to deny me. I know they are too valuable to be so slightly kept, and as you are to answer for the loss - Mrs Hardcastle Don't be alarmed, Constance. If they be lost, I must restore an equivalent. But my son knows they are missing, and not to be found. Tony That I can bear witness to. They are missing, and not to be found; I'll take my oath on't. Mrs Hardcastle You must learn resignation, my dear; for though we lose our fortune, yet we should not lose our patience. See me, how calm I am. Miss Neville Ay, people are generally calm at the misfortunes of others. Mrs Hardcastle Now I wonder a girl of your good sense should waste a thought upon such trumpery. We shall soon find them; and in the meantime you shall make use of my garnets till your jewels be found. Miss Neville I detest garnets. Mrs Hardcastle The most becoming things in the world to set off a clear complexion. You have often seen how well they look upon me. You shall have them. Exit. Miss Neville I dislike them of all things. You shan't stir. - Was ever anything so provoking - to mislay my own jewels, and force me to wear her trumpery? Tony Don't be a fool. If she gives you the garnets, take what you can get. The jewels are your own already. I have stolen them out of her bureau, and she does not know it. Fly to your spark, he'll tell you more of the matter. Leave me to manage her. Miss Neville My dear cousin! Tony Vanish. She's here, and has missed them already. Exit MISS NEVILLE. Zounds! how she fidgets and spits about like a Catherine wheel. Enter MRS HARDCASTLE. Mrs Hardcastle Confusion! thieves! robbers! we are cheated, plundered, broke open, undone. Tony What's the matter, what's the matter, mamma? I hope nothing has happened to any of the good family! Mrs Hardcastle We are robbed. My bureau has been broken open, the jewels taken out, and I'm undone. Tony Oh! is that all? Ha! ha! ha! By the laws, I never saw it acted better in my life. Ecod, I thought you was ruined in earnest, ha! ha! ha! Mrs Hardcastle Why, boy, I am ruined in earnest. My bureau has been broken open, and all taken away. Tony Stick to that - ha! ha! ha! stick to that. I'll bear witness, you know; call me to bear witness. Mrs Hardcastle I tell you, Tony, by all that's precious, the jewels are gone, and I shall be ruined for ever. Tony Sure I know they're gone, and I'm to say so. Mrs Hardcastle My dearest Tony, but hear me. They're gone, I say. Tony By the laws, mamma, you make me for to laugh, ha! ha! I know who took them well enough, ha! ha! ha! Mrs Hardcastle Was there ever such a blockhead, that can't tell the difference between jest and earnest? I tell you I'm not in jest, booby. Tony That's right, that's right; you must be in a bitter passion, and then nobody will suspect either of us. I'll bear witness that they are gone. Mrs Hardcastle Was there ever such a cross-grained brute, that won't hear me? Can you bear witness that you're no better than a fool? Was ever poor woman so beset with fools on one hand, and thieves on the other? Tony I can bear witness to that. Mrs Hardcastle Bear witness again, you blockhead you, and I'll turn you out of the room directly. My poor niece, what will become of her? Do you laugh, you unfeeling brute, as if you enjoyed my distress? Tony I can bear witness to that. Mrs Hardcastle Do you insult me, monster? I'll teach you to vex your mother, I will. Tony I can bear witness to that. He runs off, she follows him. Enter MISS HARDCASTLE and MAID. Miss Hardcastle What an unaccountable creature is that brother of mine, to send them to the house as an inn! ha! ha! I don't wonder at his impudence. Maid But what is more, madam, the young gentleman, as you passed by in your present dress, asked me if you were the barmaid. He mistook you for the barmaid, madam. Miss Hardcastle Did he? Then, as I live, I'm resolved to keep up the delusion. Tell me, Pimple, how do you like my present dress? Don't you think I look something like Cherry in the Beaux Stratagem? Maid It's the dress, madam, that every lady wears in the country, but when she visits or receives company. Miss Hardcastle And are you sure he does not remember my face or person? Maid Certain of it. Miss Hardcastle I vow, I thought so; for, though we spoke for some time together, yet his fears were such that he never once looked up during the interview. Indeed, if he had, my bonnet would have kept him from seeing me. Maid But what do you hope from keeping him in his mistake? Miss Hardcastle In the first place, I shall be seen, and that is no small advantage to a girl who brings her face to market. Then I shall perhaps make an acquaintance, and that's no small victory gained over one who never addresses any but the wildest of her sex. But my chief aim is to take my gentleman off his guard and, like an invisible champion of romance, examine the giant's force before I offer to combat. Maid But you are sure you can act your part, and disguise your voice so that he may mistake that, as he has already mistaken your person? Miss Hardcastle Never fear me. I think I have got the true bar cant - Did your honour call? - Attend the Lion there - Pipes and tobacco for the Angel. - The Lamb has been outrageous this half-hour. Maid It will do, madam. But he's here. Exit MAID. Enter MARLOW. Marlow What a bawling in every part of the house! I have scarce a moment's repose. If I go to the best room, there I find my host and his story; if I fly to the gallery, there we have my hostess with her curtsey down to the ground. I have at last got a moment to myself, and now for recollection. Walks and muses. Miss Hardcastle Did you call, sir? Did your honour call? Marlow [musing] As for Miss Hardcastle, she's too grave and sentimental for me. Miss Hardcastle Did your honour call? She still places herself before him, he turning away. Marlow No, child. [Musing] Besides, from the glimpse I had of her, I think she squints. Miss Hardcastle I'm sure, sir, I heard the bell ring. Marlow No, no. [Musing] I have pleased my father, however, by coming down, and I'll tomorrow please myself by returning. [Taking out his tablets, and perusing.] Miss Hardcastle Perhaps the other gentleman called, sir? Marlow I tell you, no. Miss Hardcastle I should be glad to know, sir. We have such a parcel of servants! Marlow No, no, I tell you. [Looks full in her face.] Yes, child, I think I did call. I wanted - I wanted - I vow, child, you are vastly handsome. Miss Hardcastle O la, sir, you'll make one ashamed. Marlow Never saw a more sprightly malicious eye. Yes, yes, my dear, I did call. Have you got any of your - a - what d'ye call it in the house? Miss Hardcastle No, sir, we have been out of that these ten days. Marlow One may call in this house, I find, to very little purpose. Suppose I should call for a taste, just by way of a trial, of the nectar of your lips; perhaps I might be disappointed in that too. Miss Hardcastle Nectar! nectar! That's a liquor there's no call for in these parts. French, I suppose. We sell no French wines here, sir. Marlow Of true English growth, I assure you. Miss Hardcastle Then it's odd I should not know it. We brew all sorts of wines in this house, and I have lived here these eighteen years. Marlow Eighteen years! Why, one would think, child, you kept the bar before you were born. How old are you? Miss Hardcastle O! sir, I must not tell my age. They say women and music should never be dated. Marlow To guess at this distance, you can't be much above forty. [Approaching] Yet, nearer, I don't think so much. [Approaching] By coming close to some women they look younger still; but when we come very close indeed. [Attempting to kiss her] Miss Hardcastle Pray, sir, keep your distance. One would think you wanted to know one's age, as they do horses, by mark of mouth. Marlow I protest, child, you use me extremely ill. If you keep me at this distance, how is it possible you and I can ever be acquainted? Miss Hardcastle And who wants to be acquainted with you? I want no such acquaintance, not I. I'm sure you did not treat Miss Hardcastle, that was here awhile ago, in this obstropalous manner. I'll warrant me, before her you looked dashed, and kept bowing to the ground, and talked, for all the world, as if you was before a justice of peace. Marlow [aside] Egad, she has hit it, sure enough! [To her] In awe of her, child? Ha! ha! ha! A mere awkward squinting thing; no, no. I find you don't know me. I laughed and rallied her a little; but I was unwilling to be too severe. No, I could not be too severe, curse me! Miss Hardcastle O! then, sir, you are a favourite, I find, among the ladies? Marlow Yes, my dear, a great favourite. And yet hang me, I don't see what they find in me to follow. At the Ladies' Club in town I'm called their agreeable Rattle. Rattle, child, is not my real name, but one I'm known by. My name is Solomons. Mr Solomons, my dear, at your service. [Offering to salute her] Miss Hardcastle Hold, sir; you are introducing me to your club, not to yourself. And you're so great a favourite there, you say? Marlow Yes, my dear. There's Mrs Mantrap, Lady Betty Blackleg, the Countess of Sligo, Mrs Langhorns, old Miss Biddy Buckskin, and your humble servant, keep up the spirit of the place. Miss Hardcastle Then it's a very merry place, I suppose? Marlow Yes, as merry as cards, supper, wine, and old women can make us. Miss Hardcastle And their agreeable Rattle, ha! ha! ha! Marlow [aside] Egad! I don't quite like this chit. She looks knowing, methinks. You laugh, child? Miss Hardcastle I can't but laugh to think what time they all have for minding their work or their family. Marlow [aside] All's well; she don't laugh at me. [To her] Do you ever work, child? Miss Hardcastle Ay, sure. There's not a screen or quilt in the whole house but what can bear witness to that. Marlow Odso! then you must show me your embroidery. I embroider and draw patterns myself a little. If you want a judge of your work, you must apply to me. [Seizing her hand.] Miss Hardcastle [Struggling.] Ay, but the colours do not look well by candlelight. You shall see all in the morning. Marlow And why not now, my angel? Such beauty fires beyond the power of resistance. - Pshaw! the father here! My old luck: I never nicked seven that I did not throw ames-ace three times following. Exit MARLOW. Enter HARDCASTLE, who stands in surprise. Hardcastle So, madam! So I find this is your modest lover. This is your humble admirer, that kept his eyes fixed on the ground, and only adored at humble distance. Kate, Kate, art thou not ashamed to deceive your father so? Miss Hardcastle Never trust me, dear papa, but he's still the modest man I first took him for; you'll be convinced of it as well as I. Hardcastle By the hand of my body, I believe his impudence is infectious! Didn't I see him seize your hand? Didn't I see him haul you about like a milkmaid? And now you talk of his respect and his modesty, forsooth! Miss Hardcastle But if I shortly convince you of his modesty, that he has only the faults that will pass off with time, and the virtues that will improve with age, I hope you'll forgive him. Hardcastle The girl would actually make one run mad! I tell you, I'll not be convinced. I am convinced. He has scarce been three hours in the house, and he has already encroached on all my prerogatives. You may like his impudence, and call it modesty; but my son-in-law, madam, must have very different qualifications. Miss Hardcastle Sir, I ask but this night to convince you. Hardcastle You shall not have half the time, for I have thoughts of turning him out this very hour. Miss Hardcastle Give me that hour then, and I hope to satisfy you. Hardcastle Well, an hour let it be then. But I'll have no trifling with your father. All fair and open, do you mind me. Miss Hardcastle I hope, sir, you have ever found that I considered your commands as my pride; for your kindness is such, that my duty as yet has been inclination. Exeunt. Act 4 Enter HASTINGS and MISS NEVILLE. Hastings You surprise me! Sir Charles Marlow expected here this night! Where have you had your information? Miss Neville You may depend upon it. I just saw his letter to Mr Hardcastle, in which he tells him he intends setting out a few hours after his son. Hastings Then, my Constance, all must be completed before he arrives. He knows me; and should he find me here, would discover my name, and perhaps my designs, to the rest of the family. Miss Neville The jewels, I hope, are safe? Hastings Yes, yes, I have sent them to Marlow, who keeps the keys of our baggage. In the meantime, I'll go to prepare matters for our elopement. I have had the 'Squire's promise of a fresh pair of horses; and if I should not see him again, will write him further directions. Exit. Miss Neville Well! success attend you. In the meantime, I'll go and amuse my aunt with the old pretence of a violent passion for my cousin. Exit. Enter MARLOW, followed by a SERVANT. Marlow I wonder what Hastings could mean by sending me so valuable a thing as a casket to keep for him, when he knows the only place I have is the seat of a post-coach at an inn-door. Have you deposited the casket with the landlady, as I ordered you? Have you put it into her own hands? Servant Yes, your honour. Marlow She said she'd keep it safe, did she? Servant Yes, she said she'd keep it safe enough; she asked me how I came by it; and she said she had a great mind to make me give an account of myself. Exit SERVANT. Marlow Ha! ha! ha! They're safe, however. What an unaccountable set of beings have we got amongst! This little barmaid though runs in my head most strangely, and drives out the absurdities of all the rest of the family. She's mine, she must be mine, or I'm greatly mistaken. Enter HASTINGS. Hastings Bless me! I quite forgot to tell her that I intended to prepare at the bottom of the garden. Marlow here, and in spirits too! Marlow Give me joy, George! Crown me, shadow me with laurels! Well, George, after all, we modest fellows don't want for success among the women. Hastings Some women, you mean. But what success has your honour's modesty been crowned with now, that it grows so insolent upon us? Marlow Didn't you see the tempting, brisk, lovely little thing that runs about the house with a bunch of keys to its girdle? Hastings Well, and what then? Marlow She's mine, you rogue you. Such fire, such motion, such eyes, such lips; but, egad! she would not let me kiss them though. Hastings But are you so sure, so very sure of her? Marlow Why, man, she talked of showing me her work above stairs, and I am to improve the pattern. Hastings But how can you, Charles, go about to rob a woman of her honour? Marlow Pshaw! pshaw! We all know the honour of the barmaid of an inn. I don't intend to rob her, take my word for it; there's nothing in this house I shan't honestly pay for. Hastings I believe the girl has virtue. Marlow And if she has, I should be the last man in the world that would attempt to corrupt it. Hastings You have taken care, I hope, of the casket I sent you to lock up? Is it in safety? Marlow Yes, yes. It's safe enough. I have taken care of it. But how could you think the seat of a post-coach at an inn-door a place of safety? Ah! numskull! I have taken better precautions for you than you did for yourself - I have - Hastings What? Marlow I have sent it to the landlady to keep for you. Hastings To the landlady! Marlow The landlady. Hastings You did? Marlow I did. She's to be answerable for its forthcoming, you know. Hastings Yes, she'll bring it forth with a witness. Marlow Wasn't I right? I believe you'll allow that I acted prudently upon this occasion. Hastings [aside] He must not see my uneasiness. Marlow You seem a little disconcerted though, methinks. Sure nothing has happened? Hastings No, nothing. Never was in better spirits in all my life. And so you left it with the landlady who, no doubt, very readily undertook the charge. Marlow Rather too readily; for she not only kept the casket but, through her great precaution, was going to keep the messenger, too. Ha! ha! ha! Hastings He! he! he! They're safe, however. Marlow As a guinea in a miser's purse. Hastings [aside] So now all hopes of fortune are at an end, and we must set off without it. [To him] Well, Charles, I'll leave you to your meditations on the pretty barmaid, and - he! he! he! - may you be as successful for yourself as you have been for me! Exit. Marlow Thank ye, George. I ask no more. Ha! ha! ha! Enter HARDCASTLE. Hardcastle I no longer know my own house. It's turned all topsy-turvy. His servants have got drunk already. I'll bear it no longer; and yet, from my respect for his father, I'll be calm. [To him] Mr Marlow, your servant. I'm your very humble servant. [Bowing low.] Marlow Sir, your humble servant. [Aside] What's to be the wonder now? Hardcastle I believe, sir, you must be sensible, sir, that no man alive ought to be more welcome than your father's son, sir. I hope you think so? Marlow I do from my soul, sir. I don't want much entreaty. I generally make my father's son welcome wherever he goes. Hardcastle I believe you do, from my soul, sir. But though I say nothing to your own conduct, that of your servants is insufferable. Their manner of drinking is setting a very bad example in this house, I assure you. Marlow I protest, my very good sir, that is no fault of mine. If they don't drink as they ought, they are to blame. I ordered them not to spare the cellar. I did, I assure you. [To the side scene] Here, let one of my servants come up. [To him] My positive directions were that, as I did not drink myself, they should make up for my deficiencies below. Hardcastle Then they had your orders for what they do? I'm satisfied! Marlow They had, I assure you. You shall hear from one of themselves. Enter SERVANT, drunk. Marlow You, Jeremy! Come forward, sirrah! What were my orders? Were you not told to drink freely, and call for what you thought fit, for the good of the house? Hardcastle [aside] I begin to lose my patience. Jeremy Please your honour, liberty and Fleet Street for ever! Though I'm but a servant, I'm as good as another man. I'll drink for no man before supper, sir, dammy! Good liquor will sit upon a good supper, but a good supper will not sit upon - hiccup - upon my conscience, sir. Marlow You see, my old friend, the fellow is as drunk as he can possibly be. I don't know what you'd have more, unless you'd have the poor devil soused in a beer-barrel. Hardcastle Zounds! he'll drive me distracted if I contain myself any longer. Mr Marlow - Sir; I have submitted to your insolence for more than four hours, and I see no likelihood of its coming to an end. I'm now resolved to be master here, sir, and I desire that you and your drunken pack may leave my house directly. Marlow Leave your house! - Sure you jest, my good friend! What, when I'm doing what I can to please you? Hardcastle I tell you, sir, you don't please me; so I desire you'll leave my house. Marlow Sure you cannot be serious? At this time o' night, and such a night? You only mean to banter me. Hardcastle I tell you, sir, I'm serious. And, now that my passions are roused, I say this house is mine, sir; this house is mine, and I command you to leave it directly. Marlow Ha! ha! ha! A puddle in a storm. I shan't stir a step, I assure you. [In a serious tone] This your house, fellow! It's my house. This is my house. Mine, while I choose to stay. What right have you to bid me leave this house, sir? I never met with such impudence, curse me, never in my whole life before. Hardcastle Nor I, confound me if ever I did. To come to my house, to call for what he likes, to turn me out of my own chair, to insult the family, to order his servants to get drunk, and then to tell me This house is mine, sir. By all that's impudent, it makes me laugh. Ha! ha! ha! Pray, sir [bantering], as you take the house, what think you of taking the rest of the furniture? There's a pair of silver candlesticks, and there's a fire- screen, and here's a pair of brazen-nosed bellows - perhaps you may take a fancy to them? Marlow Bring me your bill, sir. Bring me your bill, and let's make no more words about it. Hardcastle There are a set of prints, too. What think you of the Rake's Progress, for your own apartment? Marlow Bring me your bill, I say; and I'll leave you and your infernal house directly. Hardcastle Then there's a mahogany table that you may see your own face in. Marlow My bill, I say. Hardcastle I had forgot the great chair for your own particular slumbers, after a hearty meal. Marlow Zounds! bring me my bill, I say, and let's hear no more on't. Hardcastle Young man, young man, from your father's letter to me I was taught to expect a well-bred modest man as a visitor here, but now I find him no better than a coxcomb and a bully; but he will be down here presently, and shall hear more of it. Exit. Marlow How's this? Sure I have not mistaken the house. Everything looks like an inn. The servants cry "coming"; the attendance is awkward; the barmaid, too, to attend us. But she's here, and will further inform me. Whither so fast, child? A word with you. Enter MISS HARDCASTLE. Miss Hardcastle Let it be short, then. I'm in a hurry. [Aside] I believe be begins to find out his mistake; but it's too soon quite to undeceive him. Marlow Pray, child, answer me one question. What are you, and what may your business in this house be? Miss Hardcastle A relation of the family, sir. Marlow What, a poor relation. Miss Hardcastle Yes, sir. A poor relation appointed to keep the keys, and to see that the guests want nothing in my power to give them. Marlow That is, you act as the barmaid of this inn. Miss Hardcastle Inn! O law - what brought that in your head? One of the best families in the country keep an inn! Ha! ha! ha! old Mr Hardcastle's house an inn! Marlow Mr Hardcastle's house! Is this Mr Hardcastle's house, child? Miss Hardcastle Ay, sure! Whose else should it be? Marlow So then, all's out, and I have been damnably imposed on. O, confound my stupid head, I shall be laughed at over the whole town. I shall be stuck up in caricatura in all the print-shops. The dullissimo maccaroni. To mistake this house of all others for an inn, and my father's old friend for an innkeeper! What a swaggering puppy must he take me for! What a silly puppy do I find myself! There again, may I be hanged, my dear, but I mistook you for the barmaid. Miss Hardcastle Dear me! dear me! I'm sure there's nothing in my behaviour to put me on a level with one of that stamp. Marlow Nothing, my dear, nothing. But I was in for a list of blunders, and could not help making you a subscriber. My stupidity saw everything the wrong way. I mistook your assiduity for assurance, and your simplicity for allurement. But it's over - this house I no more show my face in. Miss Hardcastle I hope, sir, I have done nothing to disoblige you. I'm sure I should be sorry to affront any gentleman who has been so polite, and said so many civil things to me. I'm sure I should be sorry [Pretending to cry] if he left the family upon my account. I'm sure I should be sorry if people said anything amiss, since I have no fortune but my character. Marlow [aside] By Heaven, she weeps. This is the first mark of tenderness I ever had from a modest woman, and it touches me. [To her] Excuse me, my lovely girl, you are the only part of the family I leave with reluctance. But to be plain with you, the difference of our birth, fortune, and education, makes an honourable connection impossible; and I can never harbour a thought of seducing simplicity that trusted in my honour, of bringing ruin upon one whose only fault was being too lovely. Miss Hardcastle [aside] Generous man! I now begin to admire him. [To him] But I am sure my family is as good as Miss Hardcastle's; and though I'm poor, that's no great misfortune to a contented mind; and, until this moment, I never thought that it was bad to want fortune. Marlow And why now, my pretty simplicity? Miss Hardcastle Because it puts me at a distance from one that, if I had a thousand pounds, I would give it all to. Marlow [aside] This simplicity bewitches me, so that if I stay I'm undone. I must make one bold effort, and leave her. [To her] Your partiality in my favour, my dear, touches me most sensibly, and were I to live for myself alone, I could easily fix my choice. But I owe too much to the opinion of the world, too much to the authority of a father; so that - I can scarcely speak it - it affects me. Farewell. Exit. Miss Hardcastle I never knew half his merit till now. He shall not go, if I have power or art to detain him. I'll still preserve the character in which I stooped to conquer, but will undeceive my papa, who, perhaps, may laugh him out of his resolution. Exit. Enter TONY and MISS NEVILLE. Tony Ay, you may steal for yourselves the next time. I have done my duty. She has got the jewels again, that's a sure thing; but she believes it was all a mistake of the servants. Miss Neville But, my dear cousin, sure you won't forsake us in this distress? If she in the least suspects that I am going off, I shall certainly be locked up, or sent to my aunt Pedigree's, which is ten times worse. Tony To be sure, aunts of all kinds are damned bad things. But what can I do? I have got you a pair of horses that will fly like Whistlejacket, and I'm sure you can't say but I have courted you nicely before her face. Here she comes, we must court a bit or two more, for fear she should suspect us. They retire, and seem to fondle. Enter MRS HARDCASTLE. Mrs Hardcastle Well, I was greatly fluttered, to be sure. But my son tells me it was all a mistake of the servants. I shan't be easy, however, till they are fairly married, and then let her keep her own fortune. But what do I see? - fondling together, as I'm alive! I never saw Tony so sprightly before. Ah! have I caught you, my pretty doves? What, billing, exchanging stolen glances and broken murmurs? Ah! Tony As for murmurs, mother, we grumble a little now and then, to be sure. But there's no love lost between us. Mrs Hardcastle A mere sprinkling, Tony, upon the flame, only to make it burn brighter. Miss Neville Cousin Tony promises to give us more of his company at home. Indeed, he shan't leave us any more. It won't leave us, cousin Tony, will it? Tony O! it's a pretty creature. No, I'd sooner leave my horse in a pound than leave you when you smile upon one so. Your laugh makes you so becoming. Miss Neville Agreeable cousin! Who can help admiring that natural humour, that pleasant, broad, red, thoughtless [patting his cheek] - ah! it's a bold face. Mrs Hardcastle Pretty innocence! Tony I'm sure I always loved cousin Con's hazel eyes, and her pretty long fingers, that she twists this way and that over the haspicholls, like a parcel of bobbins. Mrs Hardcastle Ah, he would charm the bird from the tree. I was never so happy before. My boy takes after his father, poor Mr Lumpkin, exactly. The jewels, my dear Con, shall be yours incontinently. You shall have them. Isn't he a sweet boy, my dear? You shall be married tomorrow, and we'll put off the rest of his education, like Dr. Drowsy's sermons, to a fitter opportunity. Enter DIGGORY. Diggory Where's the 'Squire? I have got a letter for your worship. Tony Give it to my mamma. She reads all my letters first. Diggory I had orders to deliver it into your own hands. Tony Who does it come from? Diggory Your worship mun ask that o' the letter itself. Tony I could wish to know though. [Turning the letter, and gazing on it.] Miss Neville [aside] Undone! undone! A letter to him from Hastings. I know the hand. If my aunt sees it, we are ruined for ever. I'll keep her employed a little if I can. [To Mrs HARDCASTLE] But I have not told you, madam, of my cousin's smart answer just now to Mr Marlow. We so laughed - you must know, madam - this way a little, for he must not hear us. They confer. Tony [still gazing] A damned cramp piece of penmanship as ever I saw in my life. I can read your print hand very well. But here are such handles, and shanks, and dashes, that one can scarce tell the head from the tail. To Anthony Lumpkin, Esquire. It's very odd, I can read the outside of my letters, where my own name is, well enough; but when I come to open it, it's all - buzz. That's hard, very hard; for the inside of the letter is always the cream of the correspondence. Mrs Hardcastle Ha! ha! ha! Very well, very well. And so my son was too hard for the philosopher. Miss Neville Yes, madam; but you must hear the rest, madam. A little more this way, or he may hear us. You'll hear how he puzzled him again. Mrs Hardcastle He seems strangely puzzled now himself, methinks. Tony [still gazing] A damned up and down hand, as if it was disguised in liquor. - [Reading] Dear Sir, - ay, that's that - then there's an M, and a T, and an S, but whether the next be an izzard, or an R, confound me, I cannot tell! Mrs Hardcastle What's that, my dear? Can I give you any assistance? Miss Neville Pray, aunt, let me read it. Nobody reads a cramp hand better than I. [Twitching the letter from him] Do you know who it is from? Tony Can't tell, except from Dick Ginger, the feeder. Miss Neville Ay, so it is. [Pretending to read] Dear 'Squire, hoping that you're in health, as I am at this present. The gentlemen of the Shakebag Club has cut the gentlemen of Goose-green quite out of feather. The odds - um - odd battle - um - long fighting - um - here, here, it's all about cocks and fighting; it's of no consequence, here, put it up, put it up. [Thrusting the crumpled letter upon him.] Tony But I tell you, miss, it's of all the consequence in the world. I would not lose the rest of it for a guinea. Here, mother, do you make it out. Of no consequence! [Giving MRS HARDCASTLE the letter.] Mrs Hardcastle How's this? - [Reads] Dear 'Squire, I'm now waiting for Miss Neville, with a post-chaise and pair, at the bottom of the garden, but I find my horses yet unable to perform the journey. I expect you'll assist us with a pair of fresh horses, as you promised. Dispatch is necessary, as the hag, (ay, the hag) your mother, will otherwise suspect us. Yours, Hastings. - Grant me patience. I shall run distracted! My rage chokes me. Miss Neville I hope, madam, you'll suspend your resentment for a few moments, and not impute to me any impertinence, or sinister design, that belongs to another. Mrs Hardcastle [curtseying very low] Fine spoken, madam, you are most miraculously polite and engaging, and quite the very pink of courtesy and circumspection, madam. [Changing her tone] And you, you great ill-fashioned oaf, with scarce sense enough to keep your mouth shut - were you, too, joined against me? But I'll defeat all your plots in a moment. As for you, madam, since you have got a pair of fresh horses ready, it would be cruel to disappoint them. So, if you please, instead of running away with your spark, prepare, this very moment, to run off with me. Your old aunt Pedigree will keep you secure, I'll warrant me. You too, sir, may mount your horse, and guard us upon the way. Here, Thomas, Roger, Diggory! I'll show you that I wish you better than you do yourselves. Exit. Miss Neville So now I'm completely ruined. Tony Ay, that's a sure thing. Miss Neville What better could be expected from being connected with such a stupid fool, and after all the nods and signs I made him? Tony By the laws, miss, it was your own cleverness, and not my stupidity, that did your business. You were so nice and so busy with your Shakebags and Goose-greens, that I thought you could never be making believe. Enter HASTINGS. Hastings So, sir, I find by my servant that you have shown my letter, and betrayed us. Was this well done, young gentleman? Tony Here's another. Ask miss there who betrayed you. Ecod, it was her doing, not mine. Enter MARLOW. Marlow So I have been finely used here among you. Rendered contemptible, driven into ill manners, despised, insulted, laughed at. Tony Here's another. We shall have old Bedlam broke loose presently. Miss Neville And there, sir, is the gentleman to whom we all owe every obligation. Marlow What can I say to him, a mere boy, an idiot, whose ignorance and age are a protection? Hastings A poor contemptible booby, that would but disgrace correction. Miss Neville Yet with cunning and malice enough to make himself merry with all our embarrassments. Hastings An insensible cub. Marlow Replete with tricks and mischief. Tony Baw! damme, but I'll fight you both, one after the other - with baskets. Marlow As for him, he's below resentment. But your conduct, Mr Hastings, requires an explanation. You knew of my mistakes, yet would not undeceive me. Hastings Tortured as I am with my own disappointments, is this a time for explanations? It is not friendly, Mr Marlow. Marlow But, sir - Miss Neville Mr Marlow, we never kept on your mistake, till it was too late to undeceive you. Enter SERVANT. Servant My mistress desires you'll get ready immediately, madam. The horses are putting to. Your hat and things are in the next room. We are to go thirty miles before morning. Exit SERVANT. Miss Neville Well, well; I'll come presently. Marlow [to HASTINGS] Was it well done, sir, to assist in rendering me ridiculous? To hang me out for the scorn of all my acquaintance? Depend upon it, sir, I shall expect an explanation. Hastings Was it well done, sir, if you're upon that subject, to deliver what I entrusted to yourself to the care of another, sir? Miss Neville Mr Hastings! Mr Marlow! Why will you increase my distress by this groundless dispute? I implore, I entreat you - Enter SERVANT. Servant Your cloak, madam. My mistress is impatient. Exit SERVANT. Miss Neville I come. Pray be pacified. If I leave you thus, I shall die with apprehension. Enter SERVANT. Servant Your fan, muff, and gloves, madam. The horses are waiting. Miss Neville O, Mr Marlow! if you knew what a scene of constraint and ill- nature lies before me, I'm sure it would convert your resentment into pity. Marlow I'm so distracted with a variety of passions that I don't know what I do. Forgive me, madam. George, forgive me. You know my hasty temper, and should not exasperate it. Hastings The torture of my situation is my only excuse. Miss Neville Well, my dear Hastings, if you have that esteem for me that I think, that I am sure you have, your constancy for three years will but increase the happiness of our future connection. If - Mrs Hardcastle [within] Miss Neville. Constance, why Constance, I say. Miss Neville I'm coming. Well, constancy, remember, constancy is the word. Exit. Hastings My heart! - how can I support this? To be so near happiness, and such happiness! Marlow [to TONY] You see now, young gentleman, the effects of your folly. What might be amusement to you is here disappointment, and even distress. Tony [from a reverie] Ecod, I have hit it. It's here. Your hands. Yours and yours, my poor Sulky. My boots there, ho! Meet me two hours hence at the bottom of the garden; and if you don't find Tony Lumpkin a more good- natured fellow than you thought for, I'll give you leave to take my best horse, and Bet Bouncer into the bargain. Come along. My boots, ho! Exeunt. Act 5 Scene continues Enter HASTINGS and SERVANT. Hastings You saw the old lady and Miss Neville drive off, you say? Servant Yes, your honour. They went off in a post-coach, and the young 'Squire went on horseback. They're thirty miles off by this time. Hastings Then all my hopes are over. Servant Yes, sir. Old Sir Charles is arrived. He and the old gentleman of the house have been laughing at Mr Marlow's mistake this half hour. They are coming this way. Hastings Then I must not be seen. So now to my fruitless appointment at the bottom of the garden. This is about the time. Exit. Enter SIR CHARLES and HARDCASTLE. Hardcastle Ha! ha! ha! The peremptory tone in which he sent forth his sublime commands! Sir Charles And the reserve with which I suppose he treated all your advances. Hardcastle And yet he might have seen something in me above a common innkeeper, too. Sir Charles Yes, Dick, but he mistook you for an uncommon innkeeper, ha! ha! ha! Hardcastle Well, I'm in too good spirits to think of anything but joy. Yes, my dear friend, this union of our families will make our personal friendships hereditary; and though my daughter's fortune is but small - Sir Charles Why, Dick, will you talk of fortune to me? My son is possessed of more than a competence already, and can want nothing but a good and virtuous girl to share his happiness and increase it. If they like each other, as you say they do - Hardcastle If, man! I tell you they do like each other. My daughter as good as told me so. Sir Charles But girls are apt to flatter themselves, you know. Hardcastle I saw him grasp her hand in the warmest manner myself; and here he comes to put you out of your ifs, I warrant him. Enter MARLOW. Marlow I come, sir, once more, to ask pardon for my strange conduct. I can scarce reflect on my insolence without confusion. Hardcastle Tut, boy, a trifle! You take it too gravely. An hour or two's laughing with my daughter will set all to rights again. She'll never like you the worse for it. Marlow Sir, I shall be always proud of her approbation. Hardcastle Approbation is but a cold word, Mr Marlow; if I am not deceived, you have something more than approbation thereabouts - You take me? Marlow Really, sir, I have not that happiness. Hardcastle Come, boy, I'm an old fellow, and know what's what as well as you that are younger. I know what has passed between you; but mum. Marlow Sure, sir, nothing has passed between us but the most profound respect on my side, and the most distant reserve on hers. You don't think, sir, that my impudence has been passed upon all the rest of the family. Hardcastle Impudence! No, I don't say that - not quite impudence - though girls like to be played with, and rumpled a little, too, sometimes. But she has told no tales, I assure you. Marlow I never gave her the slightest cause. Hardcastle Well, well, I like modesty in its place well enough. But this is overacting, young gentleman. You may be open. Your father and I will like you all the better for it. Marlow May I die, sir, if I ever - Hardcastle I tell you, she don't dislike you; and as I'm sure you like her - Marlow Dear sir - I protest, sir - Hardcastle I see no reason why you should not be joined as fast as the parson can tie you. Marlow But hear me, sir - Hardcastle Your father approves the match, I admire it; every moment's delay will be doing mischief, so - Marlow But why won't you hear me? By all that's just and true, I never gave Miss Hardcastle the slightest mark of my attachment, or even the most distant hint to suspect me of affection. We had but one interview, and that was formal, modest, and uninteresting. Hardcastle [aside] This fellow's formal modest impudence is beyond bearing. Sir Charles And you never grasped her hand, or made any protestations? Marlow As Heaven is my witness, I came down in obedience to your commands. I saw the lady without emotion, and parted without reluctance. I hope you'll exact no farther proofs of my duty, nor prevent me from leaving a house in which I suffer so many mortifications. Exit. Sir Charles I'm astonished at the air of sincerity with which he parted. Hardcastle And I'm astonished at the deliberate intrepidity of his assurance. Sir Charles I dare pledge my life and honour upon his truth. Hardcastle Here comes my daughter, and I would stake my happiness upon her veracity. Enter MISS HARDCASTLE. Hardcastle Kate, come hither, child. Answer us sincerely and without reserve: Has Mr Marlow made you any professions of love and affection? Miss Hardcastle The question is very abrupt, sir. But since you require unreserved sincerity, I think he has. Hardcastle [to SIR CHARLES] You see. Sir Charles And pray, madam, have you and my son had more than one interview? Miss Hardcastle Yes, sir, several. Hardcastle [to SIR CHARLES] You see. Sir Charles But did be profess any attachment? Miss Hardcastle A lasting one. Sir Charles Did he talk of love? Miss Hardcastle Much, sir. Sir Charles Amazing! And all this formally? Miss Hardcastle Formally. Hardcastle Now, my friend, I hope you are satisfied. Sir Charles And how did he behave, madam? Miss Hardcastle As most professed admirers do - said some civil things of my face, talked much of his want of merit, and the greatness of mine; mentioned his heart, gave a short tragedy speech, and ended with pretended rapture. Sir Charles Now I'm perfectly convinced, indeed. I know his conversation among women to be modest and submissive. This forward, canting, ranting manner by no means describes him; and I am confident he never sat for the picture. Miss Hardcastle Then, what, sir, if I should convince you to your face of my sincerity? If you and my papa, in about half an hour, will place yourselves behind that screen, you shall hear him declare his passion to me in person. Sir Charles Agreed. And if I find him what you describe, all my happiness in him must have an end. Exit. Miss Hardcastle And if you don't find him what I describe - I fear my happiness must never have a beginning. Exeunt. Scene changes to the back of the Garden. Enter HASTINGS. Hastings What an idiot am I, to wait here for a fellow who probably takes a delight in mortifying me. He never intended to be punctual, and I'll wait no longer. What do I see? It is he! and perhaps with news of my Constance. Enter TONY, booted and spattered. Hastings My honest 'Squire! I now find you a man of your word. This looks like friendship. Tony Ay, I'm your friend, and the best friend you have in the world, if you knew but all. This riding by night, by-the-bye, is cursedly tiresome. It has shook me worse than the basket of a stage-coach. Hastings But how? Where did you leave your fellow-travellers? Are they in safety? Are they housed? Tony Five and twenty miles in two hours and a half is no such bad driving. The poor beasts have smoked for it. Rabbit me, but I'd rather ride forty miles after a fox than ten with such varmint. Hastings Well, but where have you left the ladies? I die with impatience. Tony Left them! Why where should I leave them but where I found them? Hastings This is a riddle. Tony Riddle me this then - What's that goes round the house, and round the house, and never touches the house? Hastings I'm still astray. Tony Why, that's it, mon. I have led them astray. By jingo, there's not a pond or a slough within five miles of the place but they can tell the taste of. Hastings Ha! ha! ha! I understand - you took them in a round, while they supposed themselves going forward, and so you have at last brought them home again. Tony You shall hear. I first took them down Feather-bed Lane, where we stuck fast in the mud. I then rattled them crack over the stones of Up-and- down Hill. I then introduced them to the gibbet on Heavy-tree Heath; and from that, with a circumbendibus, I fairly lodged them in the horse-pond at the bottom of the garden. Hastings But no accident, I hope? Tony No, no. Only mother is confoundedly frightened. She thinks herself forty miles off. She's sick of the journey; and the cattle can scarce crawl. So, if your own horses be ready, you may whip off with cousin, and I'll be bound that no soul here can budge a foot to follow you. Hastings My dear friend, how can I be grateful? Tony Ay, now it's dear friend, noble 'Squire. Just now, it was all idiot, cub, and run me through the guts. Damn your way of fighting, I say. After we take a knock in this part of the country, we kiss and be friends. But if you had run me through the guts, then I should be dead, and you might go kiss the hangman. Hastings The rebuke is just. But I must hasten to relieve Miss Neville. If you keep the old lady employed, I promise to take care of the young one. Exit HASTINGS. Tony Never fear me. Here she comes. Vanish. She's got from the pond, and draggled up to the waist like a mermaid. Enter MRS HARDCASTLE. Mrs Hardcastle Oh, Tony, I'm killed. Shook. Battered to death. I shall never survive it. That last jolt that laid us against the quickset hedge has done my business. Tony Alack, mamma, it was all your own fault. You would be for running away by night, without knowing one inch of the way. Mrs Hardcastle I wish we were at home again. I never met so many accidents in so short a journey. Drenched in the mud, overturned in a ditch, stuck fast in a slough, jolted to a jelly, and at last to lose our way. Whereabouts do you think we are, Tony? Tony By my guess we should come upon Crackskull Common, about forty miles from home. Mrs Hardcastle O lud! O lud! The most notorious spot in all the country. We only want a robbery to make a complete night on't. Tony Don't be afraid, mamma, don't be afraid. Two of the five that kept here are hanged, and the other three may not find us. Don't be afraid. Is that a man that's galloping behind us? No; it's only a tree. - Don't be afraid. Mrs Hardcastle The fright will certainly kill me. Tony Do you see anything like a black hat moving behind the thicket? Mrs Hardcastle O death! Tony No; it's only a cow. Don't be afraid, mamma, don't he afraid. Mrs Hardcastle As I'm alive, Tony, I see a man coming towards us. Ah! I'm sure on't. If he perceives us, we are undone. Tony [aside] Father-in-law, by all that's unlucky, come to take one of his night walks. [To her] Ah, it's a highwayman with pistols as long as my arm. A damned ill-looking fellow. Mrs Hardcastle Good Heaven defend us! He approaches. Tony Do you hide yourself in that thicket, and leave me to manage him. If there be any danger, I'll cough and cry hem. When I cough, be sure to keep close. MRS HARDCASTLE hides behind a tree in the back scene. Enter HARDCASTLE. Hardcastle I'm mistaken, or I heard voices of people in want of help. Oh, Tony, is that you? I did not expect you so soon back. Are your mother and her charge in safety? Tony Very safe, sir, at my aunt Pedigree's. Hem. Mrs Hardcastle [from behind] Ah, I find there's danger. Hardcastle Forty miles in three hours; sure that's too much, my youngster. Tony Stout horses and willing minds make short journeys, as they say. Hem. Mrs Hardcastle [from behind] Sure he'll do the dear boy no harm. Hardcastle But I heard a voice here; I should be glad to know from whence it came. Tony It was I, sir, talking to myself, sir. I was saying that forty miles in four hours was very good going. Hem. As to be sure it was. Hem. I have got a sort of cold by being out in the air. We'll go in, if you please. Hem. Hardcastle But if you talked to yourself you did not answer yourself. I'm certain I heard two voices, and am resolved [raising his voice] to find the other out. Mrs Hardcastle [from behind] Oh! he's coming to find me out. Oh! Tony What need you go, sir, if I tell you? Hem. I'll lay down my life for the truth - hem - I'll tell you all, sir. [Detaining him.] Hardcastle I tell you I will not be detained. I insist on seeing. It's in vain to expect I'll believe you. Mrs Hardcastle [running forward from behind] O lud, he'll murder my poor boy, my darling! Here, good gentleman, whet your rage upon me. Take my money, my life, but spare that young gentleman - spare my child, if you have any mercy. Hardcastle My wife, as I'm a Christian. From whence can she come, or what does she mean? Mrs Hardcastle [kneeling] Take compassion on us, good Mr Highwayman. Take our money, our watches, all we have, but spare our lives. We will never bring you to justice, indeed we won't, good Mr Highwayman. Hardcastle I believe the woman's out of her senses. What, Dorothy, don't you know me? Mrs Hardcastle Mr Hardcastle, as I'm alive! My fears blinded me. But who, my dear, could have expected to meet you here, in this frightful place, so far from home? What has brought you to follow us? Hardcastle Sure, Dorothy, you have not lost your wits? So far from home, when you are within forty yards of your own door! [To him] This is one of your old tricks, you graceless rogue, you! [To her] Don't you know the gate, and the mulberry-tree; and don't you remember the horse-pond, my dear? Mrs Hardcastle Yes, I shall remember the horse-pond as long as I live - I have caught my death in it. [To TONY] And it is to you, you graceless varlet, I owe all this? I'll teach you to abuse your mother, I will. Tony Ecod, mother, all the parish says you have spoiled me, and so you may take the fruits on't. Mrs Hardcastle I'll spoil you, I will. Follows him off the stage. Exit. Hardcastle There's morality, however, in his reply. Exit. Enter HASTINGS and MISS NEVILLE. Hastings My dear Constance, why will you deliberate thus? If we delay a moment, all is lost for ever. Pluck up a little resolution, and we shall soon be out of the reach of her malignity. Miss Neville I find it impossible. My spirits are so sunk with the agitations I have suffered that I am unable to face any new danger. Two or three years' patience will at last crown us with happiness. Hastings Such a tedious delay is worse than inconstancy. Let us fly, my charmer. Let us date our happiness from this very moment. Perish fortune! Love and content will increase what we possess beyond a monarch's revenue. Let me prevail. Miss Neville No, Mr Hastings, no. Prudence once more comes to my relief, and I will obey its dictates. In the moment of passion, fortune may be despised, but it ever produces a lasting repentance. I'm resolved to apply to Mr Hardcastle's compassion and justice for redress. Hastings But though he had the will, he has not the power to relieve you. Miss Neville But he has influence, and upon that I am resolved to rely. Hastings I have no hopes. But since you persist, I must reluctantly obey you. Exeunt. Scene changes. Enter SIR CHARLES and MISS HARDCASTLE Sir Charles What a situation am I in! If what you say appears, I shall then find a guilty son. If what he says be true, I shall then lose one that, of all others, I most wished for a daughter. Miss Hardcastle I am proud of your approbation; and, to show I merit it, if you place yourselves as I directed, you shall hear his explicit declaration. But he comes. Sir Charles I'll to your father, and keep him to the appointment. Exit SIR CHARLES. Enter MARLOW Marlow Though prepared for setting out, I come once more to take leave; nor did I, till this moment, know the pain I feel in the separation. Miss Hardcastle [in her own natural manner] I believe sufferings cannot be very great, sir, which you can so easily remove. A day or two longer, perhaps, might lessen your uneasiness, by showing the little value of what you now think proper to regret. Marlow [aside] This girl every moment improves upon me. [To her] It must not be, madam. I have already trifled too long with my heart. My very pride begins to submit to my passion. The disparity of education and fortune, the anger of a parent, and the contempt of my equals, begin to lose their weight; and nothing can restore me to myself but this painful effort of resolution. Miss Hardcastle Then go, sir. I'll urge nothing more to detain you. Though my family be as good as hers you came down to visit, and my education, I hope, not inferior, what are these advantages without equal affluence? I must remain contented with the slight approbation of imputed merit; I must have only the mockery of your addresses, while all your serious aims are fixed on fortune. Enter HARDCASTLE and SIR CHARLES from behind. Sir Charles Here, behind this screen. Hardcastle Ay, ay; make no noise. I'll engage my Kate covers him with confusion at last. Marlow By heavens, madam! fortune was ever my smallest consideration. Your beauty at first caught my eye; for who could see that without emotion? But every moment that I converse with you, steals in some new grace, heightens the picture, and gives it stronger expression. What at first seemed rustic plainness now appears refined simplicity. What seemed forward assurance now strikes me as the 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 connection 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 connection 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 [curtseying]. 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 Oh, 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 connection. 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'm now recovered from the delusion, and hope from your tenderness what is denied me from a nearer connection. 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 - tomorrow 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 - as you have been mistaken in the mistress, my wish is, that you may never be mistaken in the wife. Exeunt Omnes. EPILOGUE Spoken by Miss Hardcastle. Well, having stooped to conquer with success, And gained a husband without aid from dress, Still as a barmaid, I could wish it too, As I have conquered him to conquer you: And let me say, for all your resolution, That pretty barmaids have done execution. Our life is all a play, composed to please, "We have our exits and our entrances." The first act shows the simple country maid, Harmless and young, of everything afraid; Blushes when hired, and with unmeaning action, I hopes as how to give you satisfaction. Her second act displays a livelier scene, - Th' unblushing barmaid of a country inn, Who whisks about the house, at market caters, Talks loud, coquets the guests, and scolds the waiters. Next the scene shifts to town, and there she soars, The chop-house toast of ogling connoisseurs. On 'Squires and Cits she there displays her arts, And on the gridiron broils her lovers' hearts - And as she smiles, her triumphs to complete, Even Common Councilmen forget to eat. The fourth act shows her wedded to the 'Squire, And madam now begins to hold it higher; Pretends to taste, at Operas cries caro, And quits her Nancy Dawson, for Che Faro. Dotes upon dancing, and in all her pride, Swims round the room, the Heinel of Cheapside: Ogles and leers with artificial skill, Till having lost in age the power to kill, She sits all night at cards, and ogles at spadille. Such, through our lives, the eventful history - The fifth and last act still remains for me. The barmaid now for your protection prays, Turns female barrister, and pleads for bayes.