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Ibere, go and come no more within sight of| Suent. For aught you know. Come, comc, my habitation these three days, I charge you. your hand, and away.

[Slaps the Door afler her. Sir G. llere, here, child; you can't be half Patch. Did ever any body see such an old so swift as my desires.

[Exeunt. bonsler!

Scene V.- The House.

Enter MIRANDA. Ob, Mr. Charles! your affairs and mine are Mir. Well, let me reason a little with my in an ill posture.

mad self. Now, don't I transgress all rules to Charles

. I am inur'd to the frowns of for- venture upon a man without the advice of the lune; but what has befallin, thee?

grave and wise! But then a rigid, knavish Patch. Sir Jealous, whose suspicious nature guardian who would have marry'

- to is always on the watch, nay, even while one whom? even to his nauseous sell, or nobody. eye sleeps the other keeps sentinel, upon sight Sir George is what I have try'd in conversaof rea ilew into such a violent passion, that tion, inquir'd into his character, and am satisI could find po stratagem to appease him, but fied in both. Then bis love! who would have in spite of all arguments he lock'd his daughter given a hundred pounds only to have seen a into his own apartment, and turn'd me out woman he had not infinitely lov'd ? So I find of doors.

my liking him has furnish'd me with arguCharles. Ha! oh, Isabinda!

ments enough of his side: and now the only Patch. And swears she shall see neither sun doubt remains whether he will come or no. bor moon till she is don Diego Babinetto's wile, who arrived last night, and is expected

Enter SCENTWELL and Sir GEORGE AIRY. with impatience,

Scent. That's resolv'd, madam, for here's the Charles , He dies; yes, by all the wrongs knight.

(Exit., of lore be shall: here will I plant myself, and Šir G. And do I once more behold that through my breast he shall make his passage, lovely object whose idea fills my mind, and

forms my pleasing dreams? Patch. Amost heroic resolution! there might Mir. What, beginning again in heroics?be ways found out more to your advantage: Sir George, don't you remember how little policy is often preferr'd to open force. fruit your last prodigal oration produc'd ? Not Charles . I apprehend' you not.

one bare, single word in answer. Patch. What think you of personating this Sir G! Ha! the voice of my incognita!Spaniard, imposing upon the father, and mar- Why did you take then thousand ways to rying your mistress by his own consent? captivate a heart your eyes alone bad van

Charles. Say'st thou so, my angel! Oh, quish'd? could that be done, my life to come would Mir. No more of these flights. Do you being short to recompense thee: but how can think we can agree on that same terrible bugI do that when I neither know what ship ho bear, matrimony, without heartily repenting ou ane in, nor from what part of Spain; who both sides? recommends him, or how attended.

Sir G. It has been my wish since first my Patch. I can solve all this. He is from Ma-longing eyes beheld

you. drid, bis father's name don Pedro Questo Por- Mir. And your happy ears drank in the teaio Babinetto. Here's a letter of his to sir pleasing news I had thirty thousand pounds. Jealous, which he dropp'd one day. You un, SirĞ. Unkind! Did I not offer you, in those derstand Spanish, and the hand may be coun- purchasd minutes, to run the risk of your fork Fleited. You conceive me, sir?

iune, so you would but secure that lovely perCharles. My better genius! thou hast re-son to my arms? niv'd my drooping soul. I'll about it instantly. Mir. Well, if you have such love and tenLume to my lodgings, and we'll concert mar- dern: 55, since our wooing has been short, pray

[Exeunt. reserve it for our future days, to let the world SCENE IV. - A Garden-gate open ;

we are lovers after wedlock; 'twill be a SCENT

novelty. WELL waiting within.

Sir G. Haste then, and let us tie the knot, Enter Sir GEORGE AIRY.

and prove the envied pairSir G. So, this is the gate, and most invit- Mir. Hold, not so fast; I have provided betogle open. If there should be blunderbuss ter than to venture on dangerous experiments bere now, what a dreadful ditty would my fall headlong - My guardian, trusting to my dismake for fools, and what a jest for the wits; sembled love, has given up my fortune to my low my name would be roar'd about the own disposal, but with this proviso, that he streets. 'Well, I'll venture all.

to-morrow morning weds me.

He is now Scent. flist, hist! sir George Airy- gone to Doctor's Commons for a licence.

[Comes forward. Sir G. Ha! a licence! Sir G. A female voice! thus far I'm safe- Mir. But I have planted emissaries that in

fallibly take him down to Epsom, under a preScene

. No, I'm not your dear, but I'll con- tence that a brother usurer of his is to make you to her. Give me your hand; you him his executor, the thing on earth be covets. must go through many a dark passage and Sir G. 'Tis his known character. biriy step before you arrive

Mir. Now my instruments confirm him this Sir G. I know I must before I arrive at man is dying, and he sends me word he goes Paradise ; therefore be quick, my charming this minute. It must be to-morrow ere he can



My dear.


be undeceiv'd: that time is ours.


Sir G. Let us improve it then, and selule; a, a, a, a, a monkey shut up there; and if on our coming years, endless happiness. you open it before the man comes that is to

Mir. I dare not stir till I hear he's on the iame it, 'tis so wild 'twill break all my china road-then I and my writings, the most ma- or get away, and that would break my heart; terial point, arc soon remov'd.

for I'm fond on't to distraction, next thee, dear Sir G. I have one favour to ask: if it lies Gardy ?

[In a flattering Tone. in your power you would be a friend to poor Sir F. Well, well, Chargy, I won't open Charles; though the son of this tenacious man, it; she shall have ber monkey, poor rogue! be is as free from all his vices as nature and Here, throw this peel out of the window. a good education can make him; and, what

[Exit Scentwell. now I have vanily enough to hope will in- Mar. A monkey! Dear madam, let me see duce you, he is the man on earth I love. it; I can tame a monkey as well as the best

Mir. I never was his enemy, and only put of them all: Oh, bow I love the little miniait on as it help'd my designs on his father. If tures of man! his uncle's estate ought to be in his posses Mir. Be quiet, mischief!, and stand further sion, which I shrewdly suspect, I may do bim from the chimney—You shall not see my monkey a singular piece of service.

- why sure

[Striving with him. Sir G. You are all goodness.

Mar. For heaven's sake, dear madam! let

me but peep, to see if it be as pretty as lady Enter SCENTWELL.

Fiddle faddle's. Has it got a chain ? Scent, Oh, madam! my master and Mr. Mir. Not yet, but I design it one shall last Marplot are just coming into the house. its lifetime. Nay, you shall not see it.-Look,

Mir. Undone, undone! if he finds you here Gardy, how he teazes me! in this crisis, all my plots are upravelld. Sir F.. [Getting between him and the

Sir G. What shåll' I do? Can't I get back Chimney.] Sirrab, sirrah, Jet my Chargy's into the garden?

monkey alone, or bamboo shall fly about your Scent. Oh no! he comes up those stairs. ears. What, is there no dealing with you?

Mir. Here, here, here! Can you conde- Mar. Pugh, pox of the monkey! here's a scend to stand behind this chimney-board, sir rout! I wish he may rival you. George? Sir G. Any where, any where, dear ma.

Enter Servant dam! without ceremony..

Sero. Sir, they have put two more horses Scent. Come, come, sir, lie close. to the coach, as you order'd, and 'tis ready

[They put him behind the Chimney-board. at the door. Enter Sir Francis Gripe and MARPLOT; better for thee, jewel. B'ye, Chargy; one buss!

Sir F. Well, I am going to be executor; Sir Francis peeling an Orange. - I'm glad thou hast got a monkey to divert Şir F. I could not go, though 'tis upon life thee a little. and death, without taking leave of dear Char- Mir. Thank'e, dear Gardy !-Nay, I'll see you gy. Besides, this fellow buzz'd into my ears to the coach. that thou might'st be so desperate as to shoot Sir F. That's kind, adad. that wild rake which haunts the garden-gate, Mir. Come along, impertinence. [To Marplot. and that would bring us into trouble, dear- Mar. [Stepping bock] 'Egad, I will see the

Mir. So Marplot brought you back then? monkey now. (Lifts up the Board, and Mar. Yes, I brought him back.

discovers Sir George] O Lord! O Lord! Mir, I'm oblig'd to him for that, I'm sure. Thieves! thieves! murder!

(Frowning at Marplot aside. Sir G. Damn ye, you unlucky dog! 'tis 1. Mar. By her looks she means she's not Which way shall i get out? Show me inoblig'd to me. I have done some mischief now, stantly, or i'll cut your throat but what I can't imagine,

[Aside. Mar. Undone, undone! At that door there. Sir F. Well, Chargy, I have had three But hold, hold; break that china, and I'll bring messengers to come to Epsom to my neigh- you off. [He runs off at the Corner, and bour Squeezum's, who, for all bis vast riches,

throws down some China. is departing

[Sighs, Mar. Ay, see what all you usurers must Re-enter Sır Francis GRIPE, MIRANDA, and

SCENTWELL. Sir F. Peace, you young knave! Some forly Sir F. Mercy on me! what's the matter? years hence I may think on'l - But, Chargy, Mir. O, you load! what bave you done? I'll be with thee to-morrow before those pretty Mar. No great barm; I beg of you to foreyes are open; I will, I will, Chargy, I' 'rouse give me. Longing to see the monkey, I did you, i'faith—Here, Mrs. Scentwell, lift up your but just raise up the board, and it flew orry lady's chimney-board, that I may throw my my shoulders, scratch'd all my face, broke your peel?) in, and not liiter ber chamber. china, and whisked out of the window.

Mir. Oh, my stars! what will become of us Sir F. Where, where is it, sirrah? now ?

Aside Mar. There, there, sir Francis, upon your Scent. Oh, pray, sir, give it me; I love it neighbour Parmazan's pantiles. above all things in nature, indeed I do. Sir F. Was ever such an unlucky rogue

Sir F. No, no, hussy; you have the green Sirrah, I forbid you my house. Call the ser pip already; I'll have no apothecary's bills. vants to get the monkey again. Pug, prag

[Goes towards the Chimney. pug! I would stay myself to look for it, bu Mir. Hold, bold, hold, dear Gardy! I have you know my earnest business. 1) Orange peel,

Scent. Oh, my lady will be best to lure

come to,

bring me word.


back: all them creatures love my lady extremely. delay. Shall we make Marplot of the party ?

Vir. Go, go, dear Gardy! I hope I shall Mir. If you'll run the hazard, sir George; recover it.

I believe he means well. Sir F. B'ye, b'ye, dearee! Ah, mischief! bow Mar. Nay, nay, for my part I desire to be you look now! B'ye, b'ye.

[Exit. let into nothing; I'll be gone, therefore pray Mir. Scentwell, see him in the coach, and don't 'mistrust me.


Sir G. So now he has a mind to be gone Scent. Yes, madam,


. to Charles: but not knowing what affairs he Mir. So, sir, you bave done your friend a may have upon his hands at present, I'm resignal piece of service, I suppose.

solv'd he shan't stir. [Aside] No, Mr. Marplot, Mar. Why, look you, madam, if I have you must not leave us; we want a third percomunitled a fault, thank yourself; no man is son.

[Takes hold of him. more serviceable when I am let into a secret, Mar. I never had more mind to be

gonc and none more unlucky at finding, it out. in my life. Who could divine your meaning; when you Mir. Come along then; if we fail in the talk'd of a blunderbuss, who thought of a voyage, thank yourself for taking this ill-starr'd rendezsous? and when you talk'd of a monkey, gentleman on board. who the desil dreamt of sir George?

Sir G. That vessel ne'er can unsuce

uccessful Mir. A sign you converse but little with

prove, our ses, when you can't reconcile contradictions, Whose freight is beauty, and whose pilot's

love. Enter ScentweLL.

[Exeunt Sir George and Miranda. Srent

. He's gone, madam, as fast as the Mar. Tyty ti, tyty ti. coach and six can carry bim

[Steals off the other Way. Re-enter Sir GEORGE AIRY.

Re-enter Sir GEORGE AIRY. Sir G. Then I may appear.

Sir G. Marplot! Marplot! Mar. Here's pug, nia’am-Dear sir George! Mar, [Entering] Here! I was coming, sir make my peace, on my soul I never took


[Exeunt. for a monkey before.

ACT V. Sir G. I dare swear thou didst not. Madam, Scene I.-A Room in Sir Francis Gripe's I beg you to forgive him.

House. Mir

. Well, sir George, if he can be secret. Har. Odsheart, madam! I'm as secret as a

Enter MIRANDA, Patch, and SCENTWELL. priest when trusted.

Mir. Well, Patch, I have done a strange Sir G. Why 'tis with a priest our business bold thing; my fate is determin'd, and expec

tation is no more. Now to avoid the imperScent . Madam, here's Mrs. Isabinda's wo- tinence and roguery of an old man, I have

thrown myself into the extravagance young one; if he should despise, slight, or

use me ill, there's no remedy from a husband Enter PATCH.

but the grave, and that's a terrible sanctuary llow do ye, Mrs. Patch? What news from to one of my age and constitution. sour lady ?

Patch. O!"fear not, madam; you'll find your Patch. That's for your private ear, madam. account in sir George Airy; it is impossible Sir George, there's a friend of yours has an a man of sense should use a woman ill, enurgeat occasion for your assistance.

dued with beauty, wit, and fortune. It must

be the lady's fault if she does not wear the Patch. Charles.

unfashionable name of wife easy, when noMar. Ha! then there's something a-foot that thing but complaisance and good humour is know nothing of. [Aside] I'll wait on you, requisite on either side to make them happy.

Mir. I long till I am out of this house, lest Sir G. A third person may not be proper, any accident should bring my guardian back.

as I have dispatched 'my Scentwell, put my best jewels into the little en affairs I am at his service. I'll send my casket, slip them into thy pocket, and let us Servant to tell him I'll wait on him in half an march off to sir Jealous's.

Scent. It shall be done, madam, [E.rit. Mir. How came you 'employed in this mes- Patch, Sir George will be impatient, masage, Mrs. Patch?

dam. If their plot succeeds, we shall be well Patch. Want of business, madam ; I am receiv'd; if not, he will be able to protect us. discharg'd by my master, but hope to serve Besides, I long to know how my young lady my lady still.

fares. Mir. How! discharg'd! you must tell me

Mir. Farewell, old Mammon, and thy dethe whole story within.

tested walls ! "Twill be no more sweet sir Patch. With all my heart, madam. Francis ! I shall be compelld the odivus task Mar. Tell it here, Mrs. Patch.--Pish! pox ! of dissembling no longer to get my own, and I wish I were fairly out of the house. I'lind coax him with the wheedling names of my marriage is the end of this secret; and now precious, my dear, dear Gardý! O heavens 'n half mad to know what Charles wants him


Enter Sir FRANCIS GRIPE, behind, Sir G. Madam, I'm doubly press’d by love Sir F. Ah, my sweet Chargy! don't be and friendship. This exigence admits of no frighted : [She starts] but thy poor Gardy has

is at present.

of a

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been abus'd, cheated, sool'd, betray'd; but no- My choice is fix'd, let good or ill betide.
body knows by whom.

Sir F. The joyful bridegroom I,
Mir. Undone, past redemption! [Aside. Mir. And I the happy bride. (Exeunt.
Sir F. What, won't you speak to me, Chargy?

Mir. I am so surpris'd with joy to see you, Scene II.- An Apartment in the House of
I know not what to say:

Sir F. Poor, dear girl! But do you


Enter Sir Jealous TRAFFICK, meeting a that my son, or some such rogue, io robor murder me, or both, contriv'd this journey ?

Servant. for upon the road I met my neighbour Squee- Sero. Sir, here's a couple of gentlemen inzum well, and coming to town.

quire for you; one of them calls himself sigMir. Good lack! good lack! what tricks are nior Diego Babinetto. there in this world!

Sir J. Ha! Signior Babinetto! admit 'em

instantly – joyful minule; I'll have my Re-enter Scentwell, with a diamond Neck- married to-night.

daughter lace in her Hand, not seeing Sir Francis.

Scent. Madam, be pleas'd to tie this neck- Enter Charles in a Spanish habil, with lace on, for I can't get into the-

Sir George AIRY, dressed like a Merchant. [Seeing Sir Francis. Senhor, beso las manos: vuestra merced es Mir. The wench is a fool, I think! Could muy bien venido en esta tierra. you not have carried it to be mended with- Charles. Senhor, soy muy bumilde, y muy out putting it in the box ?

obligado cryado de vuestra merced: mi padre Sir F. What's the matter?

embia a vuestra merced, los mas profondos Mir. Only, dearee! I bid her, I bid her -- de sus respetos; y a commissionado este merYour ill-usage has put every thing out of my cadel Ingles, de concluyr un negocio, que me head. But won't you go, Gardy, and find out haze el mas dichoss hombre del mundo, hathese fellows, and have them punished, and, siendo me su yerno. and

Sir J. I am glad on't, for I find I have lost Sir F. Where should I look for them, child? much of my Spanish., Sir, I am your most no, I'll sit me down contented with my safety, humble servant. Signior don Diego Babinetto nor stir out of my own doors till I go with bas informed me that you are commissioned thee to a parson.

by signior don Pedro, etc. his worthy fatherMir. If he goes into bis closet I am ruin'd. Sir G. To see an affair of marriage conÇAside] Ob, bless me! In this fright I had summaled between a daughter of yours and forgot Mrs. Patch.

signior Diego Babinetto his son here. True, Patch. Ay, madam, and I stay for your sir, such a trust is repos'd in me, as that lelspeedy answer.

ter will inform you. I hope 'will pass upon Mir. I inust get him out of the house. Now him.

(Aside. Gives him a Leller. assist me, fortune! [Aside. Sir J. Ay, 'tis his hand.

[Seems to read. Sir F. Mrs. Patch! I profess I did not see Sir G. Good, you have counterfeited to a you: how dost thou do, Mrs. Patch? Well, nicety, Charles.

[Aside to Charles. don't you repent leaving my Chargy?

Sir J. Sir, I find by this that you are a Paich. Yes, every body must love ber-but man of honour and probity; I think, sir, he I come now—Madam, what did I come for? calls you Meanwell. my invention is at the last ebb.

Sir G. Meanwell is my name, sir. [Aside to Miranda. Sir J. A very good name, and very signiSir F. Nay, never whisper, tell me. ficant. For to mean well is to be honest

, and Mir. She came, dear Gardy! to invite me to be honest is the virtue of a friend, and a to her lady's wedding, and you shall go with friend is the delight and support of human me; Gardy; 'tis to be done this moment, to a society. Spanish merchant. Old sir Jealous keeps on Sir G. You shall find that I'll discharge the his humour: the first minute he sees her, the part of a friend in what I have underlaken, next he marries her.

sir Jealous. Therefore, sir, I must entreat the Sir F. Ha, ha, ha, ha! i'd go if I thought presence of your fair daughter, and the assistthe sighi of matrimony would tempt Chargy ance of your chaplain ; for signior don Pedro to perform her promise. There was a smile, strictly enjoined me lo see the marriage rites there was a consenting, look, with those pretly performed as soon we sbould arrive, lo twinklers, worth a million! ''Ods-precious! I avoid the accidental overtures of Venus. am happier than the great mogul, the emperor Sir J. Overtures of Venus! of China, or all the potentates that are not in Sir G. Ay, sir; that is, those little hawking the wars. Speak, confirm it, make me leap females that traverse the park and the plarout of my skin.

house to put off their damag'd ware — they Mir. When one has resolyed, 'tis in vain fasten upon foreigners like leeches, and watch to stand shilly-shally. If ever I marry, posi- their arrival as carefully as the Kentish men tively this is my wedding-day.

do a shipwreck: I warrant you they have heart! Sir F. Oh! happy, happy man Verily, I of him already. will beget a son the first night shall disinherit Sir J. Nay, I know this town swarms will that dog Charles. I have estate enough to them. purchase a barony, and be the immortalizing Sir G. Ay, and then you know the Spathe whole family of the Gripes.

niards are naturally amorous, but very c011 Mir. Come then, Gardy, give me thy hand; stant; the first face fixes 'em; and it may let's to this house of Hymen.

very dangerous to let him ramble ere he is tie


Sir J. Pat to my purpose 1) - Well, sir, Isa. Oh! never, never! there is but one thing more, and they shall Could I suspect that falsehood in my heart, be married instantly.

I would this moment tear it from my breast, Charles. Pray hearen that one thing more And straight present him with the treach'rous dont spoil all.


part. Sir J. Don Pedro wrote me word, in his Sir J. Falsehood! why, who the devil are last but one, that he designed the sum of five you in love with ? Don'i provoke me, for by thousand crowns by way of jointure for my St. lago I shall beat you, housewife. daughter, and that it should be paid into my Sir G. Sir Jealous, you are too passionate. band upon the day of marriage

Give me leave, I'll try by gentle words to Charles. Oh, the devil!

[.Aside. work her to your purpose. Sir J. In order to lodge it in some of our Sir J. I pray do, Mr. Meanwell, I pray do; funds in case she should become a widow, she'll break my heart. [Weeps] There is in and return to England

that casket jewels of the value of three thouSir G. Pox on't! this is an unlucky turn. sand pounds, which were her mother's, and What shall I say?

[ Aside. a paper wherein I have settled one-half of Sir J. And he does not mention one word my estate upon her now, and the whole when of it in this letter.

I die, but provided she marries this gentleman, Si G. Humph! True, sir Jealous, he told else by St. Iago, I'll turn her out of doors to me such a thing, but, but, but, but—he, he, beg or starve. Tell her this, Mr. Meanwell, he, be–he did not imagine that you would pray do.

(Walks toward Charles. insist upon the very day; for, fór, for, for Šir G. Ha! this is beyond expectation mon:r, you know, is dangerous returning by Trust to me, sir, I'll lay the dangerous con$£2, an, an, an

sequence of disobeying you at this juncture Charles, Zounds! say we have brought it before her, I warrant you. Come, madam, do in commodities. [ Aside to Sir George. not blindly cast your life away just in the

Sir G. And so, sir, he has sent it in mer moment you would wish to save it. chandize

, tobacco, sugars, spices, lemons, and Isa. Pray cease your trouble, sir: I have so forth, which shall be turned into money no wish but sudden death to free me from with all expedition: in the mean time, sir, if you this hated Spaniard. If you are his friend, please to accept of my bond for performance-inform him what I say.

Sir J. It is enough, sir; I am so pleas'd Sir G. Suppose this Spaniard, which you with the countenance of signior Diego, and strive to shun, should be the very man to the harmony of your name, that I'll take your whom you'd fly? word, and will fetch my daughter this moment. Isa. Ha! Witbin there.

Sir G. Would you not blame your rash Enter Servant.

resolve, and curse your eyes that would not Desire Mr. Tackum, my neighbour's chaplain, look on Charles? to walk hither.

Isa. On Charles! Where is he? [Rises. Sere. Yes, sir.

[Exit. Sir G. Hold, bold, hold. 'Sdeath! madam, Sir. J. Gentlemen, r'll return in an instant. you'll ruin all. Your father believes him to


. be signior Babinetto. Compose yourself a little, Sir G. 'Egad, that five thousand crowns had pray madam. [He runs to Sir Jealous] She like to bare ruined the plot.

begins to hear reason, sir; the fear of being Charles. But that's over; and if fortune throws turned out of doors has done it. Speak gently no more rubs in our way

to her, sir; I'm sure she'll yield; I see it in Sir G. Thou'lt carry the prize — But hist! her face.

Sir J. Well, Isabinda, can you refuse to

bless a father whose only care is to make Re-eriler Sir JEALOUS TRAFFICK, dragging you happy. in ISABINDA.

Isa. "Oh, sir! do with me what you please;
Sir J. Come along, you stubborn baggage, I am all obedience.
Ten! come along.

Sir J. And wilt thou love him?
Isa. Oh! hear me, sir, hear me but speak Isa. I will endeavour it, sir.
Do not destroy my everlasting peace;

Enter Servant.
My soul abhors this Spaniard you have chose. Sero. Sir, here is Mr. Tackum.
Sir J. How's that?

Sir J. Show him into the parlour. [Exit Isa. Let this posture more your tender na- Servant]-Senhor tome rind sucipora : cette

[Kneels. momento les junta les manos. For ever will I hang upon these knees,

[Gives her to Charles. Kor loose my bands till you cut off my hold, Charles. Senhor, yo la recibo como se deve If you refuse to hear me, sir.

un tesora tan grande. Embraces her. Sir J. Did you ever see such a perverse Sir J. Now, Mr. Meanwell, let's to the

parson, het? Off, I say. Mr. Meanwell

, pray help me Who, by his art, will join this pair for life, a little.

Make me the happiest father, her the happiest Sir G. Rise, madam, and do not disoblige


[Exeunt. your father, who has provided a husband worthy Scene III.--The Street before Sir Jealous of you, one that will love you equal with his

TRAFFICK's House. soul, and one that you will love, when once you know him.

bere he comes.

one word;


Mar. I have hunted all over the town for

1) Pat means, exactly.

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