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Blin. Don't leave me, coz.
Why withdraw your hand?
coy to my resemblance.
Ros. Oh! yes, I should,

(Taking her hand.) You would not be so

because I ought to

be so.

Blin. But I shall be your father-in-law soon. Gov. (Without.) Easy, friend, easy; 'sblood! Ros. True; but you are so like this friend, I you'll have arm and all; there, hang up my roqueshould think still of him. laure, and let the sergeant wait. Blin. You tremble.

Happy Blinval!

Blin. (Aside.) Now impudence stand my ally. There's no alternative. (Turns on one side, draws up the collar of his coat round his face, pulls his hat over his eyes, and stands with his arms folded.)

Enter the GOVERNOR OF SORRENTO.

(Aside.)

Ros. Yes, and my heart beats quick, just as it does when I see him.

Blin. And mine just as it does when I see you-I mean your mother. She is like you.

Ros. My mother! Ah! you are as young as your likeness.

Blin. Looks are deceitful. But, Rosina, you must love me, if not for my own sake, for the sake of my

likeness.

Ros. Ah! but I don't love him; he is unfortu nate, and I feel interested in his fate, that's all.

Blin. You pity him! I'll avow myself at once, and-(Aside.) Dearest Rosina, I-I-(A footstep is heard.) Oh! here's this teasing, amorous Widow; she haunts me. (Aside, and walking about.) Enter MRS. BELMONT, with an unfolded note.

Blin. We have so much to say; the farm, the settlements, the attorney, the suit

Mrs. B. But your head is so confused. However, there is no help, for he is already on the stairs.

Mrs. B. We shall have an addition to our party

Cousin, you'll not object to an old friend of mine, whom I prepare you to esteem.

Blin. A friend of yours? I shall be happy to see him. I wish him at the devil with all my heart. (Aside.)

Mrs. B. An honest, plain, rough Irishman. The laws of his country forbade him, as a catholic, serving in the armies of his own monarch, whom he adores as the father of a great, free, and happy people.

Blin. We have many brave Irish with our troops, all much esteemed: but who is your friend?

times, warm to a degree. His employment gives Mr. B. A singular character; eccentric, and, at him an appearance of harsh authority, while, in reality, he is mild and humane. After this sketch, you will allow for a diamond. He wishes to be introduced to a soldier of your merit, and being within five minutes walk, comes without form-the Governor of the castle.

Blin. (Starting.) Eh! who? the Governor? (Walks about agitated.) All my unlucky planets must have joined. (Aside.)

Mrs. B. Run, haste, Rosina, give directions that the supper suit our guests. (Rosina, with her eyes fixed on Blinval, does not attend.) Why ain't you gone?

Ros. Oh! the resemblance is astonishing. [Aside and exit. Mrs. B. How kind of our good friend, the very first hour you arrive.

Blin. (Still walking about.) Oh, kind! Yes, yesd-d kind! (aside)-kind to a degree; but I'm so dreadfully fatigued after fighting with the robbers, that I feel oppressed with sleep.

Mrs. B. Well, we'll sup early, then. Biin. But can't we sup alone? On the footing we stand, a third is the devil.

Mrs. B. (Smiling.) We will have opportunities enough of being tête-à-tête,

Gov. (Speaking as he enters.) If they ask for me here, tell 'em, remember, I'm just gone there, honey. Well, here and I'm come, quicker than my billet which got here first. 'Faith! and the captain will rejoice to be made known to an old veteran who has had some hard knocks to secure him a snug retreat, and a good flask of lachryma christi to fight his battles over. Be introducing us, Widow; I must tell him about my last campaign.

Mrs. B. Cousin; our friend, the Governor, cousin. Count Murville! the Governor of the castle.

Blin. (Still with his back to them.) Three thousand. and the enemy thought five, with the advantage of a wood, but his right flank left in the air.

Gov. Eh? what? By Saint Patrick, the most extraordinary fellow! how long will he keep in the air? Hallo! Count Murville, here's ould O'Rourke O'Donnel, Governor of Sorrento, and-whew! (Whistling.) 'Sblood! he's as deaf as my invalid sergeant of artillery. Och! and you'll have a nice

husband.

Blin. (Aside.) Psha! 'tis absurd, and I'll e'en brave the storm.

Mrs B. Cousin, cousin! our friend, the Governor. How provoking!

Blin. Eh! who? Oh! I beg pardon; I was absorbed in a dull calculation.

O'Donnel. (Starts back on seeing his face.) Och! Gov. (Advancing.) No excuses, jewel, to ould what?-devil burn me!-yet, how could he get from the south tower? the strongest part of the whole castle, sure! Och! it's impossible! haven't I had the keys all under locks in my own room?

Blin. (All this time looks the Governor full in the face, and turns occasionally, with affected surprise, to Mrs. Belmont.) I'm fortunate in attracting your notice. P'rythee, widow, what can this mean?

Gov. That Count Murville! Hubaboo! Bother

ation! 'Faith! it's a young wild devil of the death's heads, I have now snug enough there, between four walls, not a stone's throw from us. (Strutting up to him.) Sir, let me tell you, sir, that while O'Rourke O'Donnel governs the castle, he will govern and keep his prisoners safe, though they do break

out.

Blin. Ha, ha, ha! Widow, is your friend often thus? What upon earth have I to say to your prisoner? Here I'm Count Murville.

Gov. No, sir-'sblood! here you are-zounds! here you are not Count Murville. Widow, he is as like one of my prisoners as two drops of whisky. Mrs. B. And this prisoner

Gov. Is a wild rogue that found the world not wide enough for his mad pranks; and has the happiness of exercising them at his liberty, in a nice room, five yards by ten, in the south tower.

it up;

Blin. Ha, ha, ha! And you supposed he'd leaped, We met by a duck pond; cries bold Captain Norayour barrier, swam the wet ditch, and given your

ghan, whiskered sentries sleeping draughts.

Pat Holloway I'll shoot you, you never shall snore Gov. Och! he's as safe as bolts, walls, bars and

again." chains can keep him. Sure, I know that, though he stands here just now.

Whack fal de diddle! &C. Mrs. B. Ah! poor young man! you treat him too harshly.

The Captain miss'd Pat, for it was not a lucky shot, Gov. 'Faith! my orders are positive. But I

Pat Holloway fired next, and a very fine duck he shot. soften as much as possible. Humanity has a com- Whack fal de diddle! &c. mand over me strict as the king's, and I obey both masters with pleasure. But this Blinval

Then I s epp'd in be ween 'em; 'twas full time to take Blin, Blinval! We served in the same corps, and were never asunder; he is as liko me as if we'd | For a duel now is one shot a-piece, and then make it been twins.

ир. Gov. Twins! Zounds! he's yourself. Well, well, as it's explained, you can't be he, and you're well

Whack fal de diddle! Shoot him through the off; he's in a pretty mess.

middle. Blin. I'm as much grieved and suffer as much as

Whack fal de diddle! Well-a-day! if I were in his place, we were such friends.

Whack fal de raddle! Shake each other's daddle, Gor. Were you so ? 'Faith! I have a mind-but

And fast friends they walk'd away. you must take your oath-No, no, I won't be satis

[Exit. fied with that; you must give me your honour. Blin. What do you mean?

Blin. (Aside.) I've no alternative; back to my Gov. (To Mrs. B.) I can't be satisfied till I see prison. them both in one spot, standing there, cheek by

Mrs. B. How happy this will make poor

Blinval! jowl, like two double cherries. Åe shall sup here. Come, you must oblige me and be reconciled; it Blin. Who?

is my first request, and I insist on your comGov. Blinval.

pliance. Blin. Sup here! Blinval!

Blin. Insist, madam! My injured honour brooks Mrs. B. It will be very kind.

no interference. Seek not to thwart me; some Blin. You must not think of it. If it were known dreadful consequences might ensue, some consehis confinement's so strict

quences you cannot foresee. lnsisi, medam ! I Gov. 'Faith! and I run some risk; but to oblige wish you a good night. (Rushes into the bed-chamber

and locks the door.) #friend--Och! be easy, he shall sup here. Blin. There will be bloodshed, then; we have

Mrs. B. What madness and rudeness! I thought quarrelled most furiously.

in Murville to have found mildness and sensibility. Gov. Quarrelled! Aha! that's the best news Ioh! man, man! tax us not with deceit, when have heard. It's the sure road to be as thick as

in your own proud sex there's such a proof

of the wide difference between professions and mustard. You shall be friends. Blin. I can never see him.

| actions. Gov. You shall be friends.

Enter ROSINA. Blin. We two can't meet.

Gor. Och! be easy; I am the best hand in Italy Ros. Alone, madam! where is your company? at an accommodation. Didn't I make up the quar- Mrs. B. Oh! Count Murville has retired to his rel at Balmuddery, when honest Pat Holloway apartment for the night. had put Captain Noraghan's nose clean out of Ros. He is unwell, then; poor young man ! joint.

Mrs. B. No, no; he is quite well; but he chose to Blin. And how had he done that?

retire. Gov. 'Faith! he had squeezed it tight, between Ros. Sure, that's a little ungallant. Then our his finger and thumb a little.

nice supper's of no use.

Mrs. B. His place will be supplied. The Gover

nor conceives there's a resemblance betwen MurSONG.-GOVERNOR.

ville and one of his prisoners, and is gone for the

captive. Arrah! what a big nose had the bold Captain Nora

Ros. What, the gay prisoner in the tower? Oh! ghan!

there's a great resemblance; so striking! there's Pat Holloway he pull'd it till he made him to roar

no mistaking it. again.

Mrs. B. Indeed! Pray, Rosina, how came you to Whack fal de diddle! Shoot him through the remark it. middle.

Ros. (Embarrassed.) I heard it. Ah! dear madam, Whack fal de diddle ! Well-a-day!

I'll tell you all : every evening I've seen the prisoner Whack fal de diddle! Captain, through the from the staircase balcony. I have sat there whole middle,

hours to hear him sing. He bewails his captivity, Och ! shoot Paddy Holloway.

Complains that all the world forsakes him, except

Could I hear this and not be sorry for his But they chose me their seconds, and I gave my word to

fate? both.

Mrs. B. Rosina, your simplicity affects me; to *For second man to two men, is one man that's third to pity him in his distress is amiable; but to love him both.

would be imprudent. Be cautious, then, Rosina ;

nor sully with a fault one of the heart's best yirtues, Whack fal de diddle! dr.

-compassion for the unfortunata

me.

SONG.-MRS. BELMONT.

From pity's power thou need'st not fly;
The tear she sheds adorns the eye;
And when down beauty's cheek it flows,
More bright its radiant crimson glows.

But there's a sigh, and there's a tear,
That bids youth's roses disappear;
Beware lest thine their influence prove,
Beware lest pity turn to love.

That tear is love's, and love's that sigh;
They fade the cheek, they dim the eye.
Ah! let not, then, thy artless bloom
In sighs and tears so dire consume.

Then, if thy heart tumultuous beat
Whene'er thine eyes yon captive's meet,
Away, nor more such danger prove,
For soon thy pity would be love.

[Exeunt.

Enter BLINVAL by the trap-door. He hurries in, rolls the stone back, and puts the tables and chairs in their places.

Blin. There, then, I'm safe. Now Mr. Governor, one instant to derange this mad head, and I'm at your service. (Pulls his hair out of form, and gives as much disorder as he can to his appearance. A clanking heard of a chain.) Hark! Oh! my old buck, I must have had a few dips in the Shannon, too, not to outwit your excellence.

SCENE IV-Mrs. Belmont's.

SCENE III.-Blinval's Room in the Prison. A large

following.

stone seen rolled from one corner of a trap-door, Enter MRS. BELMONT and ROSINA, GERMAIN and open opposite to it; the ordinary prison door closed and secured by iron plates, large nails, &c. The tables and chairs in confusion, a bureau overturned and broken.

(Walks about in a melancholy manner with
his arms crossed.)

Enter the GOVERNOR of SORRENTO.

Gov. Och! and you're there. Well, then, I'm an ould blockhead, and that's all. You may go back. (To the Guard outside.) Ah! what, my little Kill Colonel! Well, but what makes you so dismal? Don't be faint-hearted, boy; joy sometimes penetrates even the walls of a prison.

Blin. Joy! You are too generous, too much a man of honour, to add the pangs of raillery to my distress. Am I released? Gov. 'Faith! and who told it you? Fair and softly; only six months, and tired so soon! That's no great compliment I must confess.

Blin. Psha! why, then, am I thus teased.

ture, that's all. But I've some pleasure in reserve; there's an old friend hard by, though you've quarrelled, and you shall sup with him to-night; I am determined you shall be reconciled; and, though Murville

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Mrs. B. Acquaint your master, Count Murville, and from me, that the sooner he attends to his affairs elsewhere, the better. It must be equally unpleasant to us both while he remains.

Ger. Dear, dear! was there ever such an unlucky son of Adam? (Aside.)-Most honoured madam, my master would break my head if I were so impertinent; and you yourself-Lovers' quarrels are, you know, madam-(goes to the bed-room, and tries the door.)-Lord! it's no use; I could as soon get ateven the prisoner in the south tower.

Mrs. B. Well, when the Governor comes, we shall see.

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(As he goes out he mee's Blinval and the Governor of Sorrento entering; Blinval in his hussar jacket. Germain start back, and Binval catches his arm, and threatens him.)

Blin. (Speaking as he enters.) Ah! my head's giddy with confluement. I feel oppressed with the pure

air.

Ros. It is the prisoner.

Mrs. B. The resemblance is striking.

Ger. (Aside.) The resemblance! then all is safe,

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Blin. I was in hopes a difference in our youthGov. 'Slife! and my government. Scarcely an hour passes without such disputes at a mess dinner; 'faith, and they're commoner than toasts, ay, and pass off as quickly.

Mrs. B. He refuses all overtures. (The Governor and Mrs. B. talk apart)

Blin. I lament it; but my misfortunes and my acknowledgments must, in the end, prevail.

Ros. (Aside) Charning young man! What a good heart. (To Blinval, first in a faltering voice, then more firmly.) I really tremble when I reflect, sir. how you have suffered in that ugly tower.

Blu. My captivity would have been insupportable, but I was soothed by such an agreeable object.

Ros. (Aside.) Heigho! I hope that agreeable object presented itself from my balcony.

Gor. (Advancing with Mrs. B.) Shut up! But it shan't be; I am determined to see whether they be the same person, as they stand separately face to face.

appears

Mrs. B. (Smiling.) Your prisoner younger.

Ros. He has a softer voice.

Gov. 'Faith! and I see no difference. But I'll not stir, till he comes out: and, if he won't capitulate, by your leave, Widow, we must proceed to

storm.

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QUARTETTO.-MRS. BELMONT, BLINVAL, and I shall-who sit here.
ROSINA.

Our joint endeavours must prevail,
When we request. he can't refuse;
Their enmity's of no avail;

They must be friends, they can't

choose.

Blin.
Ros.
Blin.
Ros.

Be silent, friends, his voice 1 hear.

He answers-listen, listen-so.
Be silent! draw, with caution, near.
Be silent-

Hark! He ansirers-No.
He doesn't stir-I'm sure 'tis so.
Be satisfied, he answers - No.
Did you hear him?

Mrs. B. No. Did you hear him?
Gov.
Did you hear him?

Blin.

Ros.

Plin.
Mrs. B.
Gov.
Ros
Blin.

No.
No.

He didn't stir-I'm sure 'tis so.
Be satisfied, he answers-No.

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He didn't stir-I'm sure 'tis so.

Be satisfied, he answers - No.

(To Belmont.)

ACT II.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II-An Apartment at Mrs. Belmont's. A table spread with wines and a dessert.

The GOVERNOR, MRS. BELMONT, ROSINA, and BLINVAL, in his own character, seated at supper.

Gov. 'Faith, and upon my honour, but it's the most extraordinary thing I ever saw, either in England, Ireland, or all Italy. Such an obstinate mule! Oh! if I had him for a few weeks in the castle!

Blin. Things more unlikely have happened. Gov. Well, let me catch him there, and he shall be in charity with all mankind before I let him loose. There's nothing on the whole earth so bad as obstinacy! I'm resolved never to quit this spot till he comes from that room. If I give up this point, it will be for the first time since I was christened by my surname O'Flagherty.

Blin. He will no more come from that room than

Gov. Then, by your leave. Widow, here I'm posted. He shall come out, by the god of war!

Enter the Corporal of the Guard.

Now, what the devil brings your impudence into

this house?

Corp. Governor, a stranger's arrived, and brings orders about the prisoner, Blinval.

Gov. Ah! this looks serious. (They all rise.) 'Faith, my young gentleman, I am concerned; but you must make up your mind to the worst; and, for the present, back to the south tower.

Ros. I'm distressed at this cross accident.

Blin. Indeed! then I'm happy. Blinval is not indifferent. (Aside.)

Gov. Come, come, this is all very pleasant; but we've no time to lose. You must give up the ladies for the corporal.

Mrs. B. Through the indulgence of the Governor we shall soon meet.

but Corporal, conduct the prisoner to the guard-room, Gov. Oh! I'll be as indulgent as you please.

and bid your officer lodge him safe in the south tower, and post a sentry at his door. I'll follow presently.

[Exeunt Blinval and Corporal

It's a bad business, I'm afraid. Drawn on his

SONG.-ROSINA. Colonel! breach of subordination. Charge upon charge! These young fellows are so hot-brained,

Together, then, we'd fondly stray,

o'er meadows green, thro' woodian is deep, they think a dash of bravery comprises all military duties; it's the least part. Who obeys best, best

Rejoicing riew the lambkins play,

And in the gurgling streamlet peep: commands, too; that is the soldier's creed. But this Murville-I'm resolved to keep up the block

No cankering cares our sleep molest, ade: here I'm posted.

No frowning gaoler part; Ros. Heigho!

Above the world, supremely blest,

His throne Rosina's heart. Gov. 'Sblood! my fair violet, what makes you say “heigho!" on! if I could but knock off From haunts of surly men we'd fly. thirty of these hard years, 'faith, I'd soon change

My pris'ner safe I'd guard; your note.

Secure from envy's prying eye, Mrs. B. (Smiling.) You'd have no chance.

And love our bright reward. Gov. No chance! 'Slife! but an honest Irish

For him I'd cull Pomona's store, heart is worth the conquest. (Rosina shakes her

Nor from his side depart, head, and sighs.) Again! Widow, the little blind Thus bless'd, could Blinval ask for more! urcbin has been at work. Come, ehild, confess

His throne Rosina's heart. what happy name would have been wafted on that

(E... deep-drawn sigh: make me your confidant, and you'll find me a good ally.

Mrs. B. Rosina, child, the Governor is an old SCENE II.-Blinval's Apartment in the prison. The friend; your confidence will be well placed. slone is so removed as just to admit of the possibili'y (During the end of this dialogue, the bed-room door

of his passing. A lamp burning on the table. The opens, and Blinval with the great coat on, disguised as

camp bid, near the secret avenue. Curtains draun Murville, peeps through, stealing in quietly, and unper

close and opposite to the common entrance. ceived by any of the party.)

Gov. (Without.) Well, well! I shall be satisfied in Gov. And has this lover of yours my little dear, a moment. Sentry, your prisoner's safe? no name?

Sentry. (Without.) All's well! Blin Oh! yes, yes, yes; he has a name, Gov. Safe, you say; all's well? Corporal, post and I know it. (They all turn round towards Blin- your guard on the stairs, and let nobody pass. (The val.)

keys are heard turning, the bars removing, and the Gov. Och! are you there at last, Mr. Murville ? chains falling.) Come, if you please ; you shall just step with me to the castle, where you shall shake hands with my Enter the GOVERNOR OF SORRENTO holding prisoner; and let me see you both in the same BLINVAL, who is wrapped in his surtout. person, and together, and then I will believe you are not him. (Blinval creeps back to the bed-chamber. Gov. Come, come-'faith! and you've been more and nearly gains the door, when the Governor, per-tractable than I had hoped - But what makes you ceiving his intention, catches his arm, and brings him tremble? (Blinval appears smothering a laugh.) Oh! back.) No, honey, no! no, pot quite so young. You he's a mighty, pretty, well-behaved, civil spoken must come fairly, or I shall call the guard.

fellow, and will make you any apology you please. Blin. (Struggling.) Sir, do you know, I - (Looking round.) Hallo! Why, 'sblood and ouns! am

where has he hidden himself? Zounds! is it posGov. (Holding him.) Och! now be easy, friend, sible ? Oh! no, no, no; he must be gone to bed. it is to know whether you are my prisoner or your- Stand here a moment, Count, while I wake him. self; and to make you both come together, while (Goes towards the bed. Blinval watches his opportuyou are separate, that I oblige you with my com- nity; and, at the instant the Governor has reached the pany to the south tower. So, now be easy, or I bed, whips off the great coat, throws it into the opening must call the guard. Come, come-och! to be sure. behind the stone, which he moves back to its right now, and you're not friends.

place, concealing the trap-door, and slips behind the Blin. Well, sir-(Aside.) Zounds! what shall I bed, and into it.)-Ay, ay, poor deyil! he has just bit on, now ?- Well, sir, I'll attend y?2; I'll follow laid down to take a comfortable bit of a nap. Blin- follow you presently.

val, Blinval! 'Faith, he sleeps like a top! Who'd Guv. Follow! 'faith, in my comtry, friends think a man could sleep so sound in misfortune ? always link themselves so doatingly-so, if you Blinval! (Throwing open the curtains.) please, I must desire your arm, (Keeps hold of Blin. (Putting his head from the bed.) What do you Blintal, and drags him off)

want? Mrs. B. (Having been previously talking apart with Gov. Och! and you're there! Well, and why Rosina.), Rosina, I must now have some serious did you not spake out, when you first saw my voice talk with you. Follow me to my dressing-room, | in your sleep? and look for the indulgence of a fond mother, if I Blin. (Coming forward.) What can this mean? experience the candour and truth of a dutiful child. Governor, let me tell you, your behaviour, to a man

[Erit. in distress, is inexcusable. Why am I thus torRos. Ah! my heart beats go quick! If I could mented, sir? Leave me this instant, I insist! steel for an instant to my balcony, and catch one Gov. Leave you! Faith and be easy, boy? good, fair view. But my mamma needn't mind | Haven't I brought Murville? You shall be friends poor Blinval, he will soon be removed. These - (Turning to the spot where he had left Blinral.) despatches make me tremble. Oh! if I could but Why, zounds! how ! that other fellow is off! steal him fairly from that ugly tower, they should There, I see him! Hallo! Sentry, sergeant, cornever see him again

porall bring him back here.

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