i her just now in very disagreeable circumstances; however, I hope if there's any mischief fallen out between her father and her lover Haw. The music-master! I thought so. Sir W. What, is there a lover in the case? May I never do an ill turn, but I am glad, so I am; for we'll make a double wedding; and by way of celebrating it, take a trip to London, to show the brides some of the pleasures of the town. Come, children, go before us. [Exeunt YOUNG M. and Ros. L.] And, Master Haw thorn, you shall be of the party. Haw. Thank you, Sir William; I'll go into the house with you, and to church to see the young folks married: but as to London, I beg to be excused. AIR. If ever I'm catch'd in those regions of smoke, May I ne'er know the sweets of a slumber unbroke, Nay, more, let them take me, to punish my sin, [Excunt, L. SCENE III.-Justice Woodcock's Hall. Enter JUSTICE WOODCOCK, MRS. DEBORAH WOODCOCK, LUCINDA, EUSTACE, and HODGE, L. Mrs. D. (c.) Why, brother, do you think I can't hear, or see, or make use of my senses? I tell you, I left that fellow locked up in her closet; and, while I have been with you, they have broke open the door, and got him out again. Jus. W. (c.) Well, you hear what they say. Mrs. D. I care not what they say; it's you encourage them in their impudence.-Harkye, hussy, will you face me down that I did not lock the fellow up? Luc. (R.c.) Really, aunt, I don't know what you mean; when you talk intelligibly, I'll answer you. Eust. (R. C.) Seriously, madam, this is carrying the jest a little too far. Mrs. D. (L. C.) What, then, I did not catch you to : gether in her chamber, nor overhear your design of going off to-night, nor find the bundles packed upEust. Ha, ha, ha ! Luc. Why, aunt, you rave. Mrs. D. Brother, as I am a Christian woman Jus. W. Whew!-A Christian! no, no, she's an old maid. Mrs. D. She confessed the whole affair to me from first to last; and in this very place was down upon her marrowbones for half an hour together, to beg I would conceal it from you. Hodge. (L.) Oh Lord! Oh Lord! Mrs. D. What, sirrah, would you brazen me too? Take that. [Boxes him. Hodge. I wish you would keep your hands to yourself! you strike me, because you have been telling his worship stories. Jus. W. Why, sister, you are tipsy! a Mrs. D. I tipsy, brother!-I-that never touch drop of any thing strong from year's end to year's end; but now and then a little anniseed water, when I have got the cholic. Luc. Well, aunt, you have been complaining of the stomach-ach all day; and may have taken too powerful a dose of your cordial. Jus. W. Come, come, I see well enough how it is: this is a lie of her own invention, to make herself appear wise: but, you simpleton, did you not know I must find you out? Enter SIR WILLIAM MEADOWS, HAWTHORN, RO- Young M. (L. c.) Bless me, sir! look who is yonder? Sir W. (L. C.) Cocksbones, Jack, honest Jack, are you there? Eust. (R. C.) Plague on't, this rencounter is unlucky-Sir William, your servant. Sir W. (R. C.) Your servant, again, and again, heartily your servant; may I never do an ill turn, but I am glad to meet you. Jus. W. (R.c.) Pray, Sir William, are you acquainted with this person? Sir W. (c.) What, with Jack Eustace? why he's my kinsman: his mother and I were cousin-Germans once removed, and Jack's a very worthy young fellow; may I never do an ill turn, if I tell a word of a lie. Jus. W. Well but, Sir William, let me tell you, you know nothing of the matter; this man is a musicmaster; a thrummer of wire, and a scraper of catgut, and teaches my daughter to sing. Sir W. What, Jack Eustace a music-master! no, no; I know him better. Eust. 'Sdeath, why should I attempt to carry on this absurd farce any longer?-what that gentleman tells you is very true, sir; I am no music-master, indeed. Jus. W. You are not, you own it then? Eust. Nay, more, sir, I am, as this lady has represented me, [Pointing to MRS. DEB.] your daughter's lover: whom, with her own consent, I did intend to have carried off this night; but now that Sir William Meadows is here, to tell you who and what I am, I throw myself upon your generosity; from which I expect greater advantages than I could reap from any imposition on your unsuspicious nature. Mrs. D. (L. C.) Well, brother, what have you to say for yourself now? You have made a precious day's work of it! Had my advice been taken! Oh, I am ashamed of you; but you are a weak man, and it can't be help'd; however, you should let wiser heads direct you. Luc. Dear papa, pardon me. Sir W. Ay, do, sir, forgive her; my cousin Jack will make her a good husband, I'll answer for it. Ros. [Coming from the R.] Stand out of the way, and let me speak two or three words to his worship.Come, my dear sir, though you refuse all the world, I am sure you can deny me nothing: love is a venial fault-You know what I mean.-Be reconciled to your daughter, I conjure you, by the memory of our past affections. What, not a word? AIR. Go, naughty man, I can't abide you; What would have been my hopeful lot. Mrs. D. Come, turn out of the house, and be thankful that my brother does not hang you, for he could do it; he's a justice of peace;-turn out of the house, I say Jus. W. Who gave you authority to turn him out of the house?-he shall stay where he is. Mrs. D. He shan't marry my niece. Jus. W. Shan't he? but I'll show you the difference now; I say he shall marry her, and what will you do about it? Mrs. D. And you will give him your estate too, will you? Jus. W. Yes, I will. Mrs. D. Why, I'm sure he's a vagabond. Jus. W. I like him the better; I would have him a vagabond. Mrs. D. Brother, brother! Haw. Come, come, madam, all's very well; and I see my neighbour is what I always thought him, a man of sense and prudence. Sir W. May I never do an ill turn, but I say so too. Jus. W. Here, young fellow, take my daughter, and bless you both together; but hark you, no money till I die. Sister Deborah, you're a fool. man. Mrs. D. Ah, brother, brother, you're a silly old [Exit, L. Haw. Adds me, sir, here are some of your neighbours come to visit you, and I suppose to make up the company of your statute ball; yonder's music too, I see; shall we enjoy ourselves? Enter Villagers, &c. from different sides. If so, give me your hand. Jus. W. Why here's my hand, and we will enjoy ourselves. Heaven bless you both, children, I say FINALE. Hence with cares, complaints, and frowning, Welcome jollity and joy; Every grief in pleasure drowning, Let's to friendship do our duty, Laugh and sing some good old strain; Drink a health to love and beauty- E |