MRS. F. You are a hasty lover it seems; have you spirit to be a generous one? They that will please the eye mustn't spare the purse.
BEL. Try me; put me to the proof; bring me to
|an interview with the dear girl that has thus||80|
MRS. F. But how, pray, am I to know the girl you have set your heart on?
|BEL. By an undescribable grace, that ac||85|
MRS. F. Well, if I should stumble upon this
|angel in my walks, where am I to find you?||90|
BEL. Upon my soul, I can't tell you my name.
MRS. F. Not tell me! Why so?
BEL. Because I don't know what it is myself; as
|yet I have no name.||95|
MRS. F. No name!
BEL. None; a friend, indeed, lent me his; but he forbade me to use it on any unworthy occasion.
MRS. F. But where is your place of abode?
|BEL. I have none; I never slept a night in||100|
MRS. F. Hey-day!
FULMER. A fine case, truly, in a free country; a pretty pass things are come to, if a man is to be assaulted in his own house.
MRS. F. Who has assaulted you, my dear?
|FULMER. Who! why this Captain Drawcansir,1||5|
MRS. F. Hush! Hush! Hold your tongue, man; pocket the affront and be quiet; I've a scheme on
|foot will pay you a hundred beatings, Why||10|
FULMER. Nay, I can't call it an absolute assault; but he threatened me.
|MRS. F. Oh, was that all? I thought how it||15|
|setting them against other people. Make it||20|
|BEL. Pray, sir, what sorrows and distresses||25|
FULMER. Poverty, disappointments, and all the distresses attendant thereupon: sorrow enough of all conscience: I soon found how it was with him by his
|way of living, low enough of all reason; but what||30|
BEL. What did you overhear this morning?
FULMER. Why, it seems he wants to join his regiment, and has been beating the town over to
|raise a little money for that purpose upon his||35|
BEL. Why then your town is a damned good-for-
|nothing town; and I wish I had never come||40|
FULMER. That's what I say, sir; the hard- heartedness of some folks is unaccountable. There's an old Lady Rusport, a near relation of this gentle
|man's; she lives hard by here, opposite to||45|
BEL. Is the Captain at home?
|FULMER. He is upstairs, sir.||50|
BEL. Will you take the trouble to desire him to step hither? I want to speak to him.
FULMER. I'll send him to you directly. -- I don't know what to make of this young man; but, if I
|live, I will find him out, or know the reason||55|
BEL. I've lost the girl it seems; that's clear: she was the first object of my pursuit; but the case of this poor officer touches me; and, after all, there
|may be as much true delight in rescuing a fellow||60|
|do. (Writes.) Ay, ay, this is the very thing;||65|
(Encloses and seals the paper.)
FULMERbrings in DUDLEY.
FULMER. That's the gentleman, sir. I shall make bold, however, to lend an ear.
DUDLEY. Have you any commands for me, sir?
BEL. Your name is Dudley, sir --?____________________
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Publication information: Book title: British Dramatists from Dryden to Sheridan. Contributors: George Henry Nettleton - Editor, Arthur Eillicot Case - Editor. Publisher: Boston ; Houghton Mifflin company,.. Place of publication: Boston; New York. Publication year: 1939. Page number: 731.
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