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Vel. There is a real grief, and there is a me
thodical grief: she was drowned in tears till But. Sir, here's a strange old gentleman that such time as the tailor had made her widow's asks for you; he says he's a coujurer, but he weeds- -Indeed, they became her. looks very suspicious; I wish he ben't a Jesuit. Sir Geo. Becaine her! and was that her comVel. Admit him immediately,
fort ? Truly, a most seasonable consolation ! But. I wish he ben't a Jesuit; but he says Vel. I must needs say she paid a due regard he's nothing but a conjurer.
to your memory, and could not forbear weeping Vel. He says right-He is no more than a when she saw company conjurer. Bring him in, and withdraw. [Erit Sir Geo. That was kind, indeed! I find she Butler.] -And fourthly, as I was saying, be- grieved with a great deal of good breeding. But
how comes this gang of lovers about her?
Vel. Her jointure is considerable.
Sir Geo. How this fool torments me!
[Aside. devilish long beard he has ! I warrant it has been Vel. Her person is amiable. growing these hundred years. (Aside. Erit. Sir Geo. Death !
Sir Geo. Dear Vellum, you have received my Vel. But her character is unblemished. She letter : but, before we proceed, lock the door. has been as virtuous in your absence as a PeVel. It is his voice.
[Shuts the door. nelope Sir Geo. In the next place, help me off with Sir Geo. And has had as many suitors ? this cumbersome cloak.
Vel. Several have made their overtures. Vel. It is his shape.
Sir Geo. Several ! Sir Geo. So; now, lay my beard upon the ta- Vel. But she has rejected all. ble.
Sir Geo. There thou revivest me! But what Vel. (After having, looked on Sir GEORGE means this Tinsel ? Are his visits acceptable? through his spectacles.] It is his face, every line
Vel. He is young. ament !
Sir Geo Does she listen to him? Sir Geo. Well, now I have put off the conju
Vel. He is gay. rer and the old man, I can talk to thee more at Sir Geo. Sure she could never entertain a my ease.
thought of marrying such a coxcomb ! Vel. Believe me, my good master, I am as Vel. He is not ill made. much rejoiced to see you alive, as I was upon Sir Geo. Are the vows and protestations that the day you were born. Your name is in all passed between us come to this? I can't bear the newspapers in the list of those that were the thought of it! Is Tinsel the man designed for slain.
my worthy successor ? Sir Geo. We have not time to be particular. Vel. You do not consider that
have been I shall only tell thee, in general, that I was taken dead these fourteen months prisoner in the battle, and was under close con- Sir Geo. Was there ever such a dog ! [Aside. finement several months. Upon my release, I Vel. And I have often heard her say, that she was resolved to surprize my wife with the news must never expect to find a second sir George of being alive. I know, Vellum, you are a per- Trueman—meaning your homnour. son of so much penetration, that I need not use Sir Geo. I think she loved me! but I must any further arguinents to convince you that I am search into this story of the drummer, before I
discover myself to her. I have put on this habit Vel. I am-and moreover, I question not but of a conjurer, in order to introduce myself. It your good lady will likewise be convinced of it. must be your business to recommend me as a Her honour is a discerning lady.
most profound person, that, by my great knowSir Geo. I am only afraid she could be con- ledge in the curious arts, can silence the drumvinced of it to her sorrow. Is she not pleased mer, and disposess the house. with her imaginary widowhood ? Tell me truly; Vel. I am going to lay my accounts before my was she afflicted at the
death? lady; and I will endeavour to prevail upon her Vel. Sorely.
honour to admit the trial of your art. Sir Geo. How long did her grief last?
Sir Geo. I have scarce heard of any of these Vel. Longer than I have known any widow's stories, that did not arise from a love-intrigue.at least three days.
Amours raise as many ghosts as murders. Sir Geo. Three days, say'st thou ?— Three Vel. Mrs Abigail endeavours to persuade us, whole days !-I am afraid thou flatterest me- that 'tis your ho--nour who troubles the house. Oh, woman, woman!
Sir Geo. That convinces me 'tis a cheat; for Vel. Grief is twofold
I think, Vellum, I may be pretty well assured it Sir Geo. This blockhead is as methodical as is not me. ever-but I know he is honest.
[Aside. Vel. I am apt to think so, truly. Ha, ha, ha!
Sir Geo. Abigail had always an ascendant larged; for, truly, says he, I hate to be straiten over her lady; and if there is a trick in this ed. Nay, he was so impudent as to shew me the matter, depend upon it, she is at the bottom of chamber where he intends to consummate, as he it. I'll be hanged if this ghost is not one of Abi- calls it. gail's familiars!
Lady True. Well, he's a wild fellow. Vel. Mrs Abigail has of late becn very myste- Abi. Indeed, he's a very sad man, madam. rious.
Lady True. He's young, Abigail ; 'tis a thouSir Geo. I fancy, Vellum, thou couldst worm sand pities he should be lost; I should be mighty it out of her. I know formerly there was an glad to reforın him ! amour between you.
Abi. Reform him! marry, hang him ! Vel. Mrs Abigail hath her allurements; and Lady True. Has he not a great deal of life? she knows I have picked up a competency in your Abi. Ay! enough to make your heart ache. honour's service.
Lady True. I dare say thou think’st him a very Sir Geo. If thou hast, all I ask of thee, in re-agreeable fellow. turn, is, that thou wouldst immediately renew Abi. He thinks himself so, I'll answer for him. thy addresses to her, Coax her up. Thou hast Lady True. He's very good-natured. such a silver tongue, Vellum, as 'twill be impos- Abi. He ought to be so; for he's very silly. sible for her to withstand. Besides, she is so Lady True. Dost thou think he loves me? very a woman, that she'll like you the better for Abi. Mr Fantome did, I'm sure. giving her the pleasure of telling a secret. In Lady True. With what raptures he talked ! short, wheedle her out of it, and I shall act by Abi. Yes; but 'twas in praise of your jointurethe advice which thou givest me.
house. Vel. Mrs Abigail was never deaf to me, when Lady True. He has kept bad company. I talked upon that subject. I will take an op- Abi. They must be very bad, indeed, if they portunity of addressing myself to her in the most were worse than himself. pathetic manner.
Lady True. I have a strong fancy a good woSir Geo. In the mean time, lock me up in man might reform him. your office, and bring me word what success you Abi. It would be a fine experiment, if it should have-Well, sure I am the first that ever was not succeed. employed to lay himself!
Lady True. Well, Abigail, we'll talk of that Vel. You act, indeed, a threefold part in this another time. Here comes the steward. I have house; you are a ghost, a conjurer, and my ho-- no further occasion for you at present, noured master, sir George Trueman; he, he, he!
[Erit ABT. You will pardon me for being jocular. Sir Geo. Oh, Mr Vellum, with all my heart! You
Enter VELLUM. know I love you nien of wit and humour. Be as Vel. Madam, is your ho-pour at leisure to look merry as thou pleasest, so thou dost thy business. into the accounts of the last week? They rise (Mimicking him.] You will remember, Vellum, very high. Housekeeping is chargeable in a house your commission is twofold; first, to gain admis- that is haunted. sion for me to your lady; and, secondly, to get Lady True. How comes that to pass? I hope the secret vut of Abigail.
the drum neither eats nor drinks. But read your Vel. It sutticeth.
[The scene shuts. account, Vellum.
Vel. (Putting on and off his spectacles in this Enter LADY TRUEMAN.
scene.] A hogshead and a half of ale--It is not Lady True. Women, who have been happy in for the ghost's drinking; but your ho—nour's sera first marriage, are the most apt to venture upon vants say, they must have soinething to keep up a second. But, for my part, I had a husband so their courage against this strange noise. They every way suited to my inclinations, that I must tell me, they expect a double quantity of malt in entirely forget him, before I can like another their small beer, so long as the house continues man. I have now been a widow but fourteen in this coudition. months, and have had twice as many lovers, all Lady True. At this rate, they'll take care to of them professed aduirers of my persou, but be frightened all the year round, I'll answer for passionately in love with my jointure. I think it them. But go on. is a revenge I owe my sex, to make an example Vel. Item, Two sheep, and a-Where is the of this worthless tribe of fellows. But, here ox?-Oh, here I have bim !-and an ox--Your comes Abigail; I must tease the baggage; for, honour must always have a piece of cold beef I find she has taken it into her head, ihat I'm en- in the house, for the entertainment of so many tirely at her disposal.
strangers, who come from all parts to hear this
drum. Item, Bread, ten peck loaves, They canEnter ABIGAIL.
not eat beef without bread. Item, Three barAbi. Madam, madam! yonder's Mr Tinsel has rels of table beer-They must have drink with as good as taken possession of your house. Marry, their mcat. he says, he must have sir George's apartment en- Ludy True. Sure no woman in England has
a steward that makes such ingenious comments | reacheth down to his girdle. The common people on his works !
(Aside. call hin a wizard, a white-witch, a conjurer, a Vel. Item, To Mr Tinsel's servants, five bot- cunnivg man, a necromancer, atles of port wine-It was by your bo—nour's or- Lady True. No matter for bis titles, But der. Item, Three bottles of sack, for the use of what of all this? Mrs Abigail.
Vel. Give me the hearing, good my lady. He Lady True. I suppose that was by your own pretends to great skill in the occult sciences, and order.
is come hither upon the rumour of this drum. If Vel. We have been long friends; we are your one may believe him, he knows the secret of layhonour's ancient servants. Sack is an innocenting ghosts, or of quieting houses that are hauntcordial; and gives her spirit to chide the ser-ed. vants, when they are tardy in their business; he, Lady True. Pho! these are idle stories, to he, he! Pardon me for being jocular.
amuse the country people: this can do us no Lady True. Well, I see you'll come together good. at last.
Vel. It can do us no harm, my lady. Vel. Item, A dozen pound of watch-lights, for Lady True. I dare say, thou dost not believe the use of the servants.
there is any thing in it thyself? Ludy True. For the use of the servants! What! Vel. I cannot say I do; there is no danger, are the rogues afraid of sleeping in the dark? however, in the experiment. Let him try his What an unfortunate woman an I! This is such skill; if it should succeed, we are rid of the drum; a particular distress, it puts me to my wits end. if it should not, we may tell the world that it has, Vellum, what would you advise me to do? and, by that means, at least get out of this ex
Vel. Madam, your ho-hour has two points to pensive way of living ; so that it must turn to consider. Imprimis
, To retrench these extrava- your advantage, one way or another. gant expences, which bring so many strangers up- Lady True. I think you argue very rightly. on you-Secondly, to clear the house of this in- But where is the man? I would fain' see him. visible druinmer.
He must be a curiosity. Lady True. This learned division leaves me Vel. I have already discoursed him, and he is just as wise as I was. But how must we bring to be with me, in my otrice, half an hour hence. these two points to bear?
He asks nothing for his pains till he has done his Vel. I beseech your homnour to give me the work--No cure, no money. hearing.
Lady True. That circumstance, I must conLady True. I do; but, prithee, take pity on me, fess, would make one believe there is more in his and be not tedious.
art than one would imagine. Pray, Vellum, go Vel. I will be concise. There is a certain per- and fetch him hither immediately. son arrived this morning, an aged man, of a ve- Vel. I am gone. He shall be forth-coming nerable aspect, and of a long, hoary beard, that forthwith.
Sir Geo. Prithee, let the lock alone at present,
and answer me. Opens, and discovers Sır GEORGE in Vellum's
Vel. Delays in business are dangerous—I must office.
send for the smith next week; and, in the mean
time, will take a minute of it. Sir Geo. I wonder I don't hear of Vellum Sir Geo. But what says your lady? yet. But I know his wisdom will do nothing Vel. This pen is nanght, and wants mendingrashly. This fellow has been so used to form in My lady, did you say? business, that it has infected his whole conversa- Sir Geo. Does she admit me? tion. But I must not find fault with that punctual Vel. I have gained admission for you as a conand exact behaviour which has been of so much jurer. use to me; my estate is the better for it.
Sir Geo. That's enough-I'll gain admission
for myself as a husband. Does she believe there's Enter VELLUM.
any thing in my art?
Vel. It is hard to know what a woman bcWell, Vellum, I'm impatient to hear your suc- lieves.
Sir Geo. Did she ask no questions about me? Vel. First, let me lock the door.
Vel. Sundry-She desires to talk with you Sir Geo. Will your lady admit me?
herself, before you enter upon your business. Vel. If this lock is not mended soon, it will be Sir Geo. But when? quite spoiled.
Vel. Iinmediately-this instant. Vol. II,
Sir Geo. Pugh! what hast thou been doing all Abi. Ay! where does he live? this while? Why didst not tell me so? Give me Tin. In the Horse-Guards. But he has one my cloak—Have you met with Abigail ?
fault I must tell thee of; if thou canst bear with 'Vel. I have not yet had an opportunity of talk- that, he's a man for thy purpose. ing with her; but we have interchanged some Abi. Pray, Mr Tinsel, what may that be? languishing glances.
Tin. He's but five-and-twenty years old. Sir Geo. Let thee alone for that, Vellum. I Abi. 'Tis no inatter for his age, if he has been have formerly seen thee ogle her through thy well educated. spectacles. Well, this is a most venerable cloak. Tin. No mån better, child; he'll tie a wig, toss After the business of this day is over, I'll make a die, make a pass, and swear with such a grace, thee a present of it. 'Twill become thee mighti- as would make thy heart leap to hear him. ly.
Abi. Half these accomplishments will do, proVel. He, he, he ! Would you make a conjurer vided he has an estate. Pray, what has he? of your steward?
Tin. Not a farthing: Šir Geo. Prithee, don't be jocular; I'm in Abi. Pox on him! what do I give him the hearhaste. Help me on with my beard.
[Aside. Vel. And what will your honour do with your Tin. But as for that, I would make it up to him. cast heard?
Abi. How? Sir Geo. Why, faith, thy gravity wants only Tin. Why, look ye, child, as soon as I have such a beard to it. If thou wouldst wear it with married thy lady, I design to discard this old prig the cloak, thou wouldst make a most complete of a steward, and to put this honest gentleman Î heathen philosopher. But where's my wand? am speaking of, into his place.
Vel. A fine taper stick-It is well chosen. I Abi. [Aside.] This fellow's a fool I'll bave will keep this till you are sheriff of the county. no more to say to him.- -Hark! my lady's aIt is not my custom to let any thing be lost. coming.
Sir Geo. Come, Vellum, lead the way. You Tin. Depend upon it, Nab, I'll remember my must introduce me to your lady. Thou art the promise. fittest fellow in the world to be master of the ce- Abi. Ay, and so will I too, to your cost. remonies to a conjurer. [Exeunt.
[Aside. Erit ABI.
Tin. My dcar is purely fitted up with a maidEnter ABIGAIL, crossing the stage, Tinsel
But I shall rid the house of her. following.
Enter LADY TRUEMAN. Tin. Nabby, Nabby! whither so fast, child ?
Abi. Keep your hands to yourself. I'm going Lady True. Oh, Mr Tinsel, I am glad to meet to call the steward to my lady.
you here. I am going to give you an entertainTin. What, Goodman Twofold? I met him ment that won't be disagreeable to a man of wit walking with a strange old fellow yonder. I sup- and pleasure of the town. There may be somepose he belongs to the family, too. He looks very thing diverting in a conversation between a conantique. He must be some of the furniture of jurer, and this conceited ass.
[ Aside. this old mansion-house.
Tin. She loves me to distraction, I see that. Abi. What does the man mean? Don't think (Aside.}-Prithee, widow, explain thyself. to palm me, as ye do my lady.
Lady True. You must know, here is a strange Tin. Prithee, Nabby, tell me one thingsort of man come to town, who undertakes to What's the reason thou art my enemy?
free the house from this disturbance. The stewAbi. Marry, because I'm a friend to my lady. ard believes him a conjurer.
Tin. Dost thou see any thing about me thou Tin. Ay, thy steward is a deep one. dost not like? Come hither, hussy-Give me a Lady True. He's to be here immediately. It kiss. Don't be ill-natured.
is indeed an odd figure of a man. Abi. Sir, I know how to be civil. (Kisses her.] Tin. Oh, I warrant you, he has studied the This rogue will carry off my lady, if I don't take black art!' Ha, ha, ha! Is he not an Oxford
[Aside. scholar? - Widow, thy house is the most exTin. Thy lips are as soft as velvet, Abigail. Itraordinarily inhabited of any widow's this day must get thee a husband.
in Christendom. I think thy four chief domesAbi. Ay, now you don't speak idly-I can talk tics are, a withered Abigail
, a superannuated
steward, a ghost, and a conjurer. Tin. I have one in my eye for thee. Dost thou Lady True. (Mimicking Tin.) And you would love a young lusty son of a whore?
have it inhabited by a fifth, who is a more extraAbi. Lud! how you talk !
ordinary person than any of all these four. Tin. This is a thundering dog.
Tin. "T'is a sure sign a woman loves you, when Abi. What is he?
she imitates your manner. (Aside.] Thou’rt very Tin. A private gentleman.
smart, my dear. But see, sinoke the doctor.
Lady True. What an escape you have had, Enter VELLUM and SIR GEORGE, in his con- Mr Tinsel, that you were not bred a scholar! jurer's habit.
Tin. And so I fancy, doctor, thou thinkest me
an illiterate fellow, because I have a smooth Vel. I will introduce this profound person to chin? your ladyship, and then leave him with
Sir Geo. Hark ye, sir; a word in your car. Sir, this is her ho—nour.
You are a coxcomb, by all the rules of physiogSir Geo. I know it well. [Erit VEL. nomy: but let that be a secret between you and [Aside, walking in a musing posture.] That dear me.
[Aside to Tin. woman! the sight of her unmans me. I could Lady True. Pray, Mr Tinsel, what is it the weep for tenderness, did not I, at the same time, doctor whispers ? feel an indignation rise in me to see that wretch Tin. Only a compliment, child, upon two or with her. And yet, I cannot but smile to see her three of my features. It does not become me to in the company of her first and second husband repeat it. at the same time.
Lady True. Pray, doctor, examine this gentleLady True. Mr Tinsel, do you speak to him; man's face, and tell me his fortune. you are used to the company of men of learn- Sir Geo. If I may believe the lines of his face, ing.
he likes it better than I do, or-than you do, fair Tin. Old gentleman, thou dost not look like an lady. inhabitant of this world; I suppose thou art Tin. Widow, I hope now thou'rt convinced he's lately come down from the stars. Pray, what a cheat. news is stirring in the Zodiac?
Lady True. For my part, I believe he's a Sir Geo. News that ought to make the heart witch- -Go on, doctor. of a coward tremble. Mars is now entering into Sir Geo. He will be crossed in love; and that the first house, and will shortly appear in all his soon. domal dignities
Tin. Prithee, doctor, tell us the truth. Dost Tin. Mars ! - Prithee, father Grey-beard, ex- not thou live in Moorfields ? plain thyself.
Sir Geo. Take my word for it, thou shalt neSir Geo. The entrance of Mars into his house, ver live in my lady Trueman's mansion-house. portends the entrance of a master into this fa- Tin. Pray, old gentleman, hast thou never mily—and that soon.
been plucked by the beard when thou wert sauT'in. D’ye hear that, widow? The stars have cy? cut me out for thy husband. This house is to Lady True. Nay, Mr Tinsel, you are angry: have a master, and that soon. Hark thee, old do you think I would marry a man that dares not Gadbury? Is not Mars very like a young fellow have his fortune told? called Tom Tinsel ?
Sir Geo. Let him be angry“I matter not Sir Geo. Not so much as Venuş is like this He is but short-lived. He will soon die of lady.
Tin. Come, come, speak out, old Hocus; he, Tin. A word in your ear, doctor; these two he, he! This fellow makes me burst with laughplanets will be in conjunction by and by; I can ing:
Forces a laugh. tell you that.
Sir Geo. He will soon die of a fright-or of Sir Geo. [Aside, walking disturbed.] Curse on the—let me see your nose-Ay--'tis so! this impertinent fop! I shall scarce forbear dis- Tin. You son of a whore! I'll run ye through covering myself—Madam, I am told that your the body. I uever yet made the sun shine through house is visited with strange noises.
a conjurer. Lady True. And I am told that you can quiet Lady True. Oh, fy, Mr Tinsel ! you will not them. I must confess, I had a curiosity to see kill an old man? the person I had heard so much of; and indeed Tin. An old man! The dog says he's but fiveyour aspect shows, that you have had much ex-and-thirty. perience in the world. You must be a very aged Lady True. Oh, fy, Mr Tinsel ! I did not man.
you could have been so passionate! I hate Sir Geo. My aspect deceives you : what do a passionate man. Put up your sword, or I must you think is my real age ?
never see you again. Tin. I should guess thee within three years of Tin. Ha, ha, ha! I was but in jest, my dear. Methusalah. Prithee, tell me, wast thou not I had a mind to have made an experiment born before the flood?
upon the doctor's body. I would but have Lady True. Truly, I should guess you to be in drilled a little eyelet hole in it, and have seen your second or third century.
whether he had art enough to close it up again. Sir Geo. Ha, ha, ha! If there be truth in man, Sir Geo. Courage is but ill shown before a I was but five-and-thirty last August. Oh, the lady. But know, if ever I meet thee again, thou study of the occult sciences makes a man's beard shalt find this arm can wield other weapons grow faster than you would imagine !
besides this wand.