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you there? [Enter Drmuer.] Now I must pore upon пу paper. .

Enter FANTOM E, bearing the Drun.

Pr’ythee, don't make a noise, I'm busy. [Fantome beats
A pretty march! prythee beat that over again.

[He beats and advances.
Sir GEORGE (Rifing.]
Ha! You're very perfect in the itep of a ghcft. You
falk it majestically.

[Fantome advances. How the rogue stares! be acts it to admiration! I'll be hang'd if he has not been practising this half hour in Mrs. Abigal's wardrobe.

[Fantome ftares, gives a rap upon his Drum. Prythee don't play the fool! [Fantome beats Nay, nay, enough of this, good Mr. Fantome.

F AN TO ME. [Afide.] Death! I'm discover'd. This jade Abigal has beway'd me.

Sir GEORG E. Mr. Fantome, upon the word of an astrologer, your thousand pound bribe will never gain my Lady Truman.

F A N. TO ME. 'Tis plain, she has told him all.

[Afide. Sir GEORG E. Let me advise you to make off as fast as you can, or 1 plainly perceive by my art, Mr. Gheft will have his bones broke.

FANTOME. [to Sir George.] Look ye, old gentleman, I perceive you have learnt this secret from Mrs. Abigal.

Sir GEORG E. I have learnt it from my art.


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F A N T O M E. Thy art! prythee no more of that. Look ye, I know you are a cheat as much as I am. And if thou'lt keep my counsel, I'll give thee ten broad pieces

Sir GEORG E. I am not mercenary! young man, I scòrn thy gold.

FANTO ME. I'll niake them up twenty.

Sir GEORGE Avant! and that quickly, or I'll raise such an apparition, as shall

F AN TO ME. An apparition, old gentleman! you mistake your man, lain not to be frighted with bugbears

Sir GEORG E. Let me retire but for a few moments, and I will give thee such a proof of my art

F A N T O M E. Why, if thou hast any Hocus pocus tricks to play, why canst not do them here?

Sir GEORG E. The railing of a spirit, requires certain secret inyíteries to be performed, and words to be inutter'd in private

FANTOM E. Well, if I see through your trick, you will promise to be my friend.

I will attend and tremble.



FANTOM E. A very folemn old ass! but I finoke him, he has a mind to raise his price upon nie. I could not think this Aut would have us’d me thus-I begin to be horribly


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tired of my drum, I will I was well rid of it. However I have got this by it, that it has driven off Tinsel for good and all; I shan't have the mortification to see my nistress carried off by such a rival. Well, whatever happens, I must stop this old fellow's mouth, I must not bet (paring in hiush-uiloney. But here he comes.

Enter Sir GEORGE in his own habit.

FANTOM E. Ha! what's that! Sir George Truman! This can be no counterfeit. His dress! his shape! his face! the very wound of which he dy'd! nay, then 'ris time to decamp!

Runs off Sir GEORG E. Ha, ha, ha, fare you well, good Sir George- -the enemy has left me master of the field: here are the marks of my victory. This drum will I hang up in my great hall as the trophy of the day.

Enter AB IGA L.

Sir George stands with his band before bis face

in a muhing posture.

A B I G A L. Yonder he is. O my conscience, he has driven off the conjurer. Mr. Fantome, Mr. Fantome! I give you joy, I give you joy. What do you think of your thoufand pounds now ? Why does not the man speak?

[Pulls bim by the sleeve. Sir GEORG E. Ha!

(Taking his hand from his face.

A B I G A L. Oh! 'tis my master!

[Shrieks. [Running away he catches ber.

Sir GEORG E. Good Mrs. Abigal, not so fast.

A BIG A L. Are you alive, Sir?-He bas given my shoulder such a cursed tweak! They muft be real fingers. I feel'em I'm sure.

Sir GEORG E. What doft think?

A BIG A L. Think, Sir, think? Troth I don't know what to think. Pray, Sir, how

Sir GEORG E. No questions, good Abigal. Thy curiosity fliall be: satisfied in due time. Where's your Lady?

Ok, I'am fo frighted - and so glad! ---

Where's your Lady, I ask you-

A BIG A L. Marry I don't know where I am myself I can't forbear weeping for joy”

Sir GEORGE. Your Lady ! I say your Lady! I inuft bring you to yourself with one pinch more

A B A G A Ł. Oh! She has been talking a good while with the fteward.

Sir GEORGE. Then he has opened the whole story to her, I'm glad he has prepared her. Oh! here she comes. Enter LADY followed by VEL LUM.

L A Dr. Where is he! let me fly into his arms ! my life!.my soul! my husband!


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Sir GEORGE. Oh! let me catch thee to my heart, deareft of wómen!

LADY. Are you then till alive, and are you here! I can scarce believe my senses! now am I happy indeed!

Sir GEORG E. My heart is too full to answer thee.

LA Dr. How could you be fo cruel to desire giving me that joy which you knew I muft receive from your presence ? you have robbed my life of fome hours of happiness that ought to have been in it.

Sir GEORG E. It was to make our happiness the more fincere and unmixt. There will be now no duubts to dash it. What has been the affliction of our lives, has given a variety to them, and will hereafter supply us with a thousand materials to talk of:

LADY. I am now fatisfied that it is not in the power of abfence to lesen your love towards me.

Sir GÉORG E. And I am fatisfied that'it is not in the power of death, to destroy that love which makes me the happiest of men.

LADI. Was ever woman í bleit! to find again the darling of her soul, when she thought him loft for ever! to enter intó a kind of second marriage with the only man whom fhe was ever capable of loving!

• Sir GEORGE...21.50 May it, be as happy as our first, I desire no more ! Believe me, my dear, I want transports of joy and tenderness which are every moment rising in my heart whilft I speak to thee.


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