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servants forget to bring her dinner for three or four days, you can't |
conceive how she'd come about. [Exit.] |
Mrs. MALAPROP |
Well, at any rate, I shall be glad to get her from under my intuition. |
She has somehow discovered my partiality for Sir Lucius |
O'Trigger--sure, Lucy can't have betrayed me!--No, the girl is such a |
simpleton, I should have made her confess it.--Lucy!--Lucy!--[Calls.] |
Had she been one of your artificial ones, I should never have trusted |
her. |
[Re-enter LUCY.] |
LUCY |
Did you call, ma'am? |
Mrs. MALAPROP |
Yes, girl.--Did you see Sir Lucius while you was out? |
LUCY |
No, indeed, ma'am, not a glimpse of him. |
Mrs. MALAPROP |
You are sure, Lucy, that you never mentioned---- |
LUCY |
Oh gemini! I'd sooner cut my tongue out. |
Mrs. MALAPROP |
Well, don't let your simplicity be imposed on. |
LUCY |
No, ma'am. |
Mrs. MALAPROP |
So, come to me presently, and I'll give you another letter to Sir |
Lucius; but mind, Lucy--if ever you betray what you are entrusted with |
(unless it be other people's secrets to me), you forfeit my malevolence |
for ever; and your being a simpleton shall be no excuse for your |
locality. [Exit.] |
LUCY |
Ha! ha! ha!--So, my dear Simplicity, let me give you a little |
respite.--[Altering her manner.] Let girls in my station be as fond as |
they please of appearing expert, and knowing in their trusts; commend |
me to a mask of silliness, and a pair of sharp eyes for my own interest |
under it!--Let me see to what account have I turned my simplicity |
lately.--[Looks at a paper.] For _abetting Miss Lydia Languish in a |
design of running away with an ensign!--in money, sundry times, twelve |
pound twelve; gowns, five; hats, ruffles, caps, &c., &c., |
numberless!--From the said ensign, within this last month, six guineas |
and a half_.--About a quarter's pay!--Item, _from Mrs. Malaprop, for |
betraying the young people to her_--when I found matters were likely to |
be discovered--_two guineas, and a black paduasoy._--Item, _from Mr. |
Acres, for carrying divers letters_--which I never delivered--_two |
guineas, and a pair of buckles._--Item, _from Sir Lucius O'Trigger, |
three crowns, two gold pocket-pieces, and a silver snuff-box!_--Well |
done, Simplicity!--Yet I was forced to make my Hibernian believe, that |
he was corresponding, not with the aunt, but with the niece; for though |
not over rich, I found he had too much pride and delicacy to sacrifice |
the feelings of a gentleman to the necessities of his fortune. [Exit.] |
[CAPTAIN ABSOLUTE and FAG.] |
FAG |
Sir, while I was there Sir Anthony came in: I told him you had sent me |
to inquire after his health, and to know if he was at leisure to see |
you. |
ABSOLUTE |
And what did he say, on hearing I was at Bath? |
FAG |
Sir, in my life I never saw an elderly gentleman more astonished! He |
started back two or three paces, rapped out a dozen interjectural |
oaths, and asked, what the devil had brought you here. |
ABSOLUTE |
Well, sir, and what did you say? |
FAG |
Oh, I lied, sir--I forgot the precise lie; but you may depend on't, he |
got no truth from me. Yet, with submission, for fear of blunders in |
future, I should be glad to fix what has brought us to Bath; in order |
that we may lie a little consistently. Sir Anthony's servants were |
curious, sir, very curious indeed. |
ABSOLUTE |
You have said nothing to them? |
FAG |
Oh, not a word, sir,--not a word! Mr. Thomas, indeed, the coachman |
(whom I take to be the discreetest of whips)---- |
ABSOLUTE |
'Sdeath!--you rascal! you have not trusted him! |
FAG |
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