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hands. Mr. Bellmont will be glad of it-or Sir John Restless will be glad of it.

Belin, Very like, sir-[Takes the Picture.] Tyrant, tyrant man! to treat me in this barbarous manner.

[Cries. Bev. Tears ; Belinda! [Approaching.] Belinda!

Belin. No more of your insidious arts- I will hear no more-Oh, my heart-my heart will break-I did not think it was in your nature to behave as you have done; but-farewell for ever. .

[Exit, R. Bev. Belinda !-hear me but speak-By heaven, my Lady Restless-she's gone-'Sdeath! I have been duped by her all this time; I will now summon up all that is man within me, and in my turn despise her.

Re-enter Tipper, with the Packet of Letters, R.

Tip. If you are going home, sir, pray pop these things into your pocket.

Bell. Yes, I am going—I will leave this detested-
Tip. This abominable place, sir, [Laughing.
Bev. This hell!
Tip. Ha, ha ! ay, sir, this hell
Bev. This mansion of perfidy, ingratitude, and fraud-
Tip. Very right, sir, let us go- .

Bev. And yet-Tippet, you must not stir-indulge me but a little-it is all a misunderstanding, this

Tip. My lady will have no more to say to these things

Bev. Oh! Tippet, use your interest with her-keep them in the house till I return-I will clear up this whole matter presently-I must not lose her thus. [Exit, L.

Tip. Poor gentleman! he seems in a lamentable way -Well, I fancy for my part he is a true-lover after all; that's what I do and my young lady I fear is-Madam, madam, madam, you are to blame-you are indeed.

Belin. (Re-enters.] Is he gone?
Tip. He is, madam.

Belin. Did he say any thing? was he uneasy? -or did he carry it off with a

Tip. Oh! ma'am, he went away sighing short, his heart throbbing, his eyes brimfull, his looks pale-you are to blame, you are indeed, madam-I dare be sworn he has never prov'd false.

Belin. Oh, Tippet! could I be sure of that

Tip. But you are not sure of the contrary-Why won't you see my Lady Restless ? see her directly, madam; go to her now before it is too late ; before the old folks, who are now putting their heads together, have settled the whole affair-do, dear ma'am, be advis'd-shall I order you a chair?

Belin, I don't know what to say I am afraid I love him still-Yes, I will see my Lady Restless; I will be thoroughly inform'd of the whole matter-order my chair

Tip. Yes, ma'am ; I will, ma'am.. [Exit, L.

Bélin. If I should lose him through a misapprehension of things, I shall never be able to forgive myself; and if rightly inform'd, the world combin'd shall not induce me to look on him again.

[Exit, L. Re-enter Sir WILLIAM BELLMONT and BELLMONT, R.

Sir W. Well, George, every thing is settled.
Bell. But still, sir, I wish you would consider
Sir W. At your tricks again?

Bell. I am above an attempt to deceive you : but if all circumstances were known-I am not fond of speaking detractingly of a young lady ; but for the honour of your family, sir, let us desist from this match.

Sir W. Roguery, lad ! there's roguery in this.

Bell. I see you will force me to speak out. If there is unhappily a flaw in Belinda's reputation

Sir W. How?

Bell. This is no time to dissemble. In short, sir, my Lady Restless, a worthy lady here in the neighbourhood, has discovered a connexion between her and Sir John Restless ; Sir John and Lady Restless lived in perfect harmony till this affair broke out. The peace of the family is now destroyed. The whole is come to the knowledge of my friend Beverley: with tears in his eyes, with a bleeding heart (for he loved Belinda tenderly), he has at last mustered up resolution, and taken his final leave.

Sir W. Ay! can this be true?

Bell. It is but too true; I am sorry to report it. And now, sir, judge yourself. Oh! - here comes Mr. Blandford ; 'tis a dreadful scene to open to him ; a terrible story for the ear of a father! You had best take no notice : we need not be accessary to a young lady's' ruin: it is a family affair, and we may leave them to patch it up among themselves as well as they can.

Sir W. If these things are so, why then the case is altered.

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Re-enter BLANDFORD, R. Bland. Hey! what's in the wind now? You two look as grave! what's come over you? For my part, my spirits are above proof with joy: I am in love with my daughter for her compliance, and I fancy I shall throw in an odd thousand more, to enliven the honeymoon.

Sir W. Mr. Blandford, we are rather in a hurry, I think. We had better not precipitate matters.

Bland. Nay, if you are for changing your mindLook you, sir, my daughter shall not be trifled with. Where is she? Where is my girl? Who answers there?

Re-enter Tipper, L. Where's Belinda ?

Tip. She is not gone far, sir : just stepp'd out upon a moment's business to Sir John Restless. Sir W. Gone to Sir John Restless !

[Aside. Bell. You see, sir. Bland. I did not think she knew Sir John.

Sir W. Yes, she knows him: she has been acquainted with him for some time past..

Bland. What freak has she got in her head? She is not gone after her Mr. Beverley, I hope. Zookers ! this has an odd appearance. I don't like it : I'll follow her this moment.

Sir W. You are right : I'll attend you. Now, George, this will explain every thing. [Xside.] Come, Mr. Blandford, this may be an escape: young birds will .wing their flight.

Bland. Well, well, say no more ; we shall see how it is. Come, Sir William, it is but a step. [Exit.

Bell. [To TIPPET.) Where is Clarissa ?
Sir W. (Looks back.] What, loitering, George?

Bell. I follow you, sir. [Exit SiR WILLIAM.] Clarissa is not gone, I hope ?

Tip. Gone, sir! She is writing, and crying, and wiping her eyes, and tearing her paper, and beginning again, and in such a piteous way.

Bell. I must see her : she must come with us. If Lady Restless persists in her story, who knows what turn this affair may take ? Come, Mrs. Tippet, show me the way.

[E.reunt, L.

SCENE II.-The Hall in the House of Sir John, Restless.-A loud Rap at the Door, R.

Enter ROBERT, L. Rob. What a hurry you are in there! This is my lady. I suppose. Where can she have been ? Now for more confusion. If she finds madam Belinda with Sir John, we are all blown up again.

Sir J. [Peeping in.] Robert, Robert : is that your lady?

Rob. Mercy on us! She is coming, I believe, sir. [Looks out.] I see her chair ; it is my lady.

Sir J. Don't let her know that Belinda is in the house.

Rob. Not if I can help it. Trust to me, sir. [SIR J. withdraws.] Here she comes. What has she been about?

Enter LADY Restless, in a Chair, R. Lady R. (Coming out of the Chair.] Is Sir John at home?

Rob. I fancy he is, my lady.
Lady R. Has any body been with him ?

Rob. He has been all alone, writing letters in his study: he desired not to be interrupted.

Lady R. I shall not interrupt him, I promise him. You never will tell me any thing, Robert: I don't care wbo comes after him. To-morrow I shall quit this house, and then he may riot in licentious pleasure. If he asks for me, I am not well; I am gone to my own apartment: I hope to see no more of him. [Going.

Chair. Shall your ladyship want the chair any more to-night?

Lady R. I don't know what I shall want. Leave the chair there: you may wait.

[Exit, R. Chair. Ay! always a waiting job.

[Puts the Chair uside.-Exeunt CHAIRMEN

and ROBERT, L. Enter Sir John Restless and Belinda, L. Belin. If you will but permit me to say a word to her

Sir J. Excuse me for the present: I beg you will.

Belin. A short interview with Lady Restless might clear up all my doubts : what objection can you have ?


Sir J. A million of objections. You do not know the consequence of being seen in this house. She will interpret every thing her own way. I am unhappy, madam, while you stay.

Belin. There is more cruelty in your refusal than you can imagine. Mr. Beverley's character is in question : it is of the last importance to me to know the whole truth.

Sir J. You know it all, madam. Mr. Beverley's character is too clear. Proofs tbicken and grow stronger every hour. Since the visit I paid you this very day, I have made another discovery. I found him lurking here in my house.

Belin. Found him here, sir ?

Sir J. Found him here. He was lying in ambush for another amorous meeting. .

Belin. If there is no mistake in this business

Sir J. Mistake! May I trust my own eyes ? I saw him ; I spoke to him; I taxed him with his guilt. He was concealed in her closet: does that amount to proof? Her maid Tattle stationed him there. My lady was privy to it: she favoured the stratagem. Are you sa. tisfied now, madam? .

Belin. The particulars of this discovery, Sir John, may convince me : tell me all, sir; you will oblige me.

Sir J. Inquire no more for the present. You will oblige me, madam. Robert shall see you safe home. I would not have my lady find us together: I think I hear her: no, no. In a day or two the particulars will be known to the wide world. Where is Robert ?He shall conduct you home. My peace and happiness require it.

Belin. My peace and happiness are destroyed for ever. If your story be true

Sir J. It is too true: I wish you a good night. I am miserable while you are here. Robert !

Belin. Deliver me! I am ruined. I hear my father's voice : what brings him hither? I am undone if he finds me. Let me retire into that room.

Sir J. That room will not do : you will be seen there.
Belin. Can't I go up stairs?

(Going: Sir J. No; I am ruined if you go that way. Hell and distraction! My Lady Restless coming down.! Here, madam, here; into that chair. You will be concealed there: nobody will suspect you.

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