tir'd of my Drum, I wish I was well rid of it. However I have got this by it, that it has driven off Tinfel for good and all; I fhan't have the mortification to fee my miftress carry'd off by fuch a Rival. Well, whatever happens, I muft ftop this old fellow's mouth, I must not be fparing in hufh-money. But here he comes. Enter Sir GEORGE in his own habit. FANTOM E. Ha! what's that! Sir George Trumau! This can be` no counterfeit. His drefs! his fhape! his face! the very wound of which he dy'd! nay, then 'tis 'time to decamp! Sir GEORGE. [Runs off. Ha, ha, ha! Fare you well, good Sir George the Enemy has left me mafter 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 A B IGAL. Sir George ftands with his hand before his face in a mufing posture. ABIGA L. Yonder he is. O'my confcience he has driven off the Conjurer. Mr. Fantome, Mr. Fantome! I give you joy, I your give you joy. What do you think of pounds now? Why does not the Man speak? thoufand [Pulls him by the fleeve. Sir GEORGE. [Taking his Hand from his face. Ha! ABIGA L. Oh! 'tis my Mafter! [Shrieks. [Running away he catches her. Sir GEORGE. Good Mrs. Abigal not so fast. ABIGA L. Are you alive, Sir?---- He has given my fhoulder fuch a curfed tweak! they must be real fingers. I feel 'em I'm fure. Sir GEORGE What do'ft think? ABIGA L. Think, Sir? Think? Troth I don't know what to think. Pray, Sir, how---- Sir GEORGE. No questions, good Abigal. Thy curiofity shall be fatisfied in due time. Where's your Lady? Oh, I'm fo frighted---- and so glad!----- Where's your Lady, I ask you--- ABIGA L. Marry I don't know where I am my felf---- I can't forbear weeping for joy----- Sir GEORGE. Your Lady! I fay your Lady! I must bring you to your felf with one pinch more--- ABIGA L. Oh! fhe has been talking a good while with the Steward. Sir GEORGE. Then he has open'd the whole ftory to her, I'm glad he has prepar'd her. Oh! here fhe comes. Enter LADY follow'd by VELLUM. LADY. Where is he? let me fly into his arms! My life! my foul! my husband! M 2 Sir Sir GEORGE. Oh let me catch thee to my heart, dearest of wo men! LADY. Are you then ftill alive, and are you here! I can fearce believe my fenses! now am I happy indeed! Sir GEORGE. My heart is too full to answer thee. How could you be fo cruel to defer giving me that joy which you knew I must receive from your prefence? You have robb'd my life of fome hours of happiness that ought to have been in it. Sir GEORGE. It was to make our happiness the more fincere and unmixt. There will be now no doubts to dafh it. What has been the affliction of our lives, has given a variety to them, and will hereafter fupply us with a thousand materials to talk of. LADY. I am now fatisfy'd that it is not in the power of abfence to leffen your love towards me. Sir GEORGE. And I am fatisfy'd that it is not in the power of death to deftroy that love which makes me the happiest of Men. LADY. Was ever woman so blest! to find again the darling of her Soul, when he thought him loft for ever! to enter into a kind of second marriage with the only Man whom fhe was ever capable of loving! Sir GEORGE. May it be as happy as our firft, I defire no more! Believe me, my Dear, I want words to exprefs thofe transports of joy and tenderness which are every moment rifing in my heart whilft I fpeak to thee. Enter Enter SERVANT S. BUTLER. Just as the Steward told us, Lads! Look you there, if he ben't with my Lady already. GARDINER. He! he he! what a joyful night will this be for Madam! COACH MAN. As I was coming in at the gate, a strange gentleman whisk'd by me; but he took to his heels, and made away to the George. If I did not fee mafter before, I fhou'd have fworn it had been his Honour. GARDINER. Ha'ft given orders for the bells to be fet a ringing? Never trouble thy head about that, 'tis done. My Dear, I long as much to tell you my whole ftory, as you do to hear it. In the mean while, I am to look upon this as my wedding-day. I'll have nothing but the voice of mirth and feafting in my houfe. My poor neighbours and my fervants fhall rejoice with me. My hall shall be free to every one, and let my cellars be thrown open. BUTLER. Ah! blefs your Honour, may you never die again! COACH MAN. The fame good man that ever he was! Whurra! GARDINER. Sir GEORGE. Vellum, thou hast done me much fervice to-day. I know thou lov'ft Abigal, but fhe's difappointed in a fortune. I'll make it up to both of you. I'll give thee a thousand M 3 thousand pound with her. It is not fit there fhou'd be one fad heart in my houfe to-night. LADY. What you do for Abigal, I know is meant as a compliment to me. This is a new inftance of your love. ABIGA L. Mr. Vellum, you are a well-fpoken man: Pray do you thank my Mafter and my Lady. Sir GEORGE. Vellum, I hope you are not difpleas'd with the Gift I make. VELLU M. The gift is twofold. I receive from you For which, in humble wife, I thank the Donors: THE |