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Ros. (Snapping his fingers.] That for his consent. I'll carry her off.

Und. You don't say so !
Ros. I will-sink me!
Und. But are you sure of her consent ?

Ros. I don't care that for her consent, neither. I'll carry her off, whether she will or no.

Und. Amazing! I didn't think it was in you. But, I say-you must have somebody to assist in carrying her off.

Ros. I will—I'll get two of our auction-porters. Careful fellows-carried home a Venus the other day without the smallest fracture.

Und. Nonsense !—they won't do.

Ros. No? Then I'll get an officer in the army to assist me in the elopement.

Und. That's right—they are usd to it. Now for management! Take that. Observe—that key

Ros. Is a patent one.

Und. Psha! It opens the escrutoire up stairs. In the right-hand drawer you will find the title-deeds of her estate, which April put into my care ; and possessionRos. Is every thing.-Bravo! This is luck indeed.

[Aside. Und. But stay-I must not seem to consent o your carrying her off.

Ros. Certainly not.
Und. I must resist you, and you must push me about.
Ros. I will.
Und. Ah! but may I depend on you?
Ros. You may, upon my soul. Good bye, ha, ha
Und. I say-this is management.
Ros. It is.
Und. You'll trick the old one.
Ros. I mean it, I assure you, ha, ha! [Exit, La
Und. I did not think it was in him.

Enter NICHOLAS, L. Nic. (L.) I give you joy, sir, with all my heart and soul.

Und. (R.) Ay, Nicholas, 'tis all settled-so say no more about it. All quite settled.

Nic. Except the thousand pounds, sir.

Und. What? Oh, true. But at present I have not any cash in the house.

Nic. A check on your banker, sir.
Und. Eh! But without pen and ink-
Nic. Here they are, sir.
Und. Well, well-a thousand pounds, isn't it?
Nic. And interest.
Und. Interest!--It has not been due ap hour.
Nic. A little interest, sir.
Und. How much ?
Nic. Five hundred pounds, sir.

Und. [Aside.] Here's a damned villain. There's no need for hurry. Nic. I am an old man, and have no time to lose.

[Presenting the pen. Und. [Avoiding him.] You must hire servants. Nic. I will, sir.

[Pursuing with pen. Und. I mean to sup in my new mansion. Nic. You shall, sir. Und. And let me have a band of music

Nic. I'll go directly. I can hire them in St. James's Street.

Und. Ay, go directly, Nicholas.

Nic. And, as your banker lives in Pall Mall, it will be quite handy.

Und. By and by.

Nic. It must be paid directly ; for, being due for a little roguery, it, of course, becomes a debt of honour.

Enter April, unobserved, L. Und. Zounds! don't teaze so. Interest, forsooth! Consider what an enormous sum a thousand pounds is, for only just popping a will into the fire. I won't bé hurried, I tell you.

[Exit, R. Nic. And, if I had popped it into the fire, what a pretty way I should be in. Ah! you had no such fool to deal with. No, it is sewed up safe here in my coat. By day the comforter of my heart, by night the compaaion of my pillow; and it shall not be burnt till the thousand pounds is paid. Ay, and with swinging in. terest too. [Alarmed.] Ah! Mr. April, I did not see you.

Apr. What do you say? I am very deaf.
Nic. I am devilish glad of it. Then all is snug.
Apr. Burnt will !

(Aside. Nic. Mr. April.

Apr. How to fathom it

[Aside, Nic. I say, I shall be steward now—'tis a great un. dertaking; but I suppose I shall contrive not to lose much by it.

Apr. I dare say you will. A thousand pounds!
Nic. Prepare the tenants for my arrival.

[Aside. Apr. Yes ; I'll tell them old Nick is coming among them. What the devil did he say about sewing up?

[Aside. Nic. The country air may be of service.

Apr. Yes, with the help of that you may live some weeks.

Nic. Oh dear! some weeks a large quantity of years, you mean? Well, good bye, April. [They embrace, and April lays his hand on the left side,

where the will is deposited. Apr. [Aside.) Eh-what-by heaven, I felt sometqing like parchment. If it should bé—I'll be convinced. [To Nicholas.] Good bye, Nick—a last embrace.

[Embraces him closely, and feels for the parchment. Nic. 'Tis suffocation! Apr. 'Tis parchment.

Nic. Zounds! it had like to have been a last embrace indeed.

Apr. (Aside.] How shall I get at that parchment? I can easily persuade him he is ill- perhaps by that means-I'll try. [To Nicholas.] Once more.

Nic. No, no—there is my hand,
Apr. [Taking it.] Eh! what ! good God !
Nic. What is the matter?
Apr. Let me look at you-good God !- Don't be
alarmed.

Nic. But I am very much alarnied. Am I ill ?
Apr. [Shakes his head.] I dare say you feel-furried.
Nic. Exceedingly.
Apr. Palpitation at the heart !—'tis parchment !

Nic. Oh yes-very sudden this. I felt quite well just now.

Apr. Did you? That's an alarming symptom ; for I have always observed, that nothing makes the physician look so grave, as the patient's saying he feels quite well. My dear friend, send for one directly.

Nic. I don't know what to say. They sometimes save your life ; but then it is sure to cost you a guinea.

Apr. [Aside.] And saving yours is certainly not worth it. But I see you are a philosopher-you are prepared for death.

Nic. Ob dear! not at all-I am quite terrified. If perspiration is good for me, I feel that copiously. What shall I do?

Apr. Come, for old acquaintance sake, my grandson shall attend you gratis.

Nic. Oh, thank you.

Apr. Wonderful physician ! Never lost a patient [Aside]—because he never had a patient to lose. I ex- , pect him here in five minutes. You had better go to your room.

Nic. Ay.
Apr. Keep yourself warm.
Nic. I will.
Apr. Above all things, don't change your clothes.
Nic. I won't.
Apr. Shall I button your coat?
Nic. No, no—I'll do that myself.

Apr. Go; I'll follow, and talk to you of your latter end, and keep up your spirits.

Nic. I believe I am dying. 'Tis very good of you to get me a doctor gratis. (Exit, and re-enters, L.] But I say–who is to pay the apothecary?

Apr. I'll settle that too. (Exit Nicholas, L.] Now for Undermine. If he have one spark of humanity in his composition, I'll call it forth; if not, and I can get that coat

Enter UNDERMINE, R. Und. Nicholas ! What, April here-I guess your errand, and am sorry, sir, I cannot continue you as steward.

Apr. [Aside.] I your steward! No, that is not my errand. I am a feeble fellow, sliding out of the world ; but Greville is a noble fellow, rising into it. 'Tis respecting him I come. You must assist him. How is he to live?

Und. [Sneeringly.) Oh! his integrity will support him.

Apr. True ; but consider what a way you would be in, if you had nothing but your integrity to support you.

Und. Sir, I see you only want to trifle with me.
Apr. True ; I only want a trifle of you.
Und. I am fint.

Apr. Well; but even flint, when properly hit, will send forth warm, vivid sparks.

Und. I must leave you. Time presses.
Apr. So do his wants.
Und. A nobleman is waiting for me.
Apr. A bailiff is waiting for him.
Und. If you proceed, expect some personal insult.
Apr. Throw your purse at me. Come-

[Takes hold of his coat.
Und. I shall burst with rage.
Apr. They will famish with hunger.
Und. Unhand me, I say. [ Strikes April from him.
Apr. What, a blow ! [With subdued irrita. ton.
Und. Yes; take him that.

Apr. No, no—that you meant for myself, and I'll take it, so you will give something better to poor Greville.

Und. I will not.

Apr. [Shaking him.) You scoundrel! And do you suppose, that, because I would submit to a blow to endeavour to save a friend from ruin, I want the spirit of a man to resent an indignity. Ask my pardon.

Und. Pardon!
Apr. Ay.
Und. I do-help! help!
Apr. On your knees, or your last hour is come.
Und. Well. I do, I do.—Help! help!

Enter two SERVANTS, R.-April throws Undermine from

him, who retreats behind the Servants. Und. Leave my house, sir, leave my house. heaven, I'll be revenged.

Apr. By hell, you are a villain. [Exeunt severally, Undermine and Servants, R., April, L.

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END OF ACT IV.

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