Next Door Neighbours: A Comedy; In Three ActsInchbald, Mrs.
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Next Door Neighbours: A Comedy; In Three Acts
Inchbald, Mrs.
English drama (Comedy)
HENRY.
Eleanor, retire to the other chamber; I am sorry I left you. [_Leads
her off._
BLACKMAN.
And I am sorry that I and my friend should come here to be affronted.
BLUNTLY.
Mr. Blackman, I won't be called names.
BLACKMAN.
Names, sir! What names did I call you?
BLUNTLY.
Did not you call me your friend? I assure you, sir, I am not used to
be called names. I am but a servant whose character is every
thing--and I'll let you know that I am _not_ your friend.
BLACKMAN.
Why, you blockhead, does not your master call himself my friend?
BLUNTLY.
Yes, my master is a great man, and he can get a place without a
character,--but if I lose mine, I am ruined; therefore take care how
you miscal me for the future, for I assure you I won't bear it. I am
not your friend, and you shall find I am not.
[_Exit (in great anger)_, BLACKMAN _following_.
END OF THE FIRST ACT.
ACT II.
SCENE I. _An Apartment at_ SIR GEORGE SPLENDORVILLE'S.
_Enter_ SIR GEORGE, _followed by_ BLUNTLY.
SIR GEORGE.
What's o'clock? [_Rubbing his eyes._
BLUNTLY.
Just noon, sir.
SIR GEORGE.
Why was I waked so early?
BLUNTLY.
You were not waked, sir--You rung.
SIR GEORGE.
Then it was in my sleep--and could not you suppose so?----After going
to bed at five, to make me rise at noon! (_in a violent passion_) What
am I to do with myself, sir, till it is time to go out for the
evening?
BLUNTLY.
You have company to dinner you know, sir.
SIR GEORGE.
No, it is to supper--and what am I to do with myself till that time?
BLUNTLY.
Company again to supper, Sir?
SIR GEORGE.
Yes, and the self-same company I had last night--I invited them upon
Lady Caroline's account--to give her an opportunity of revenge, for
the money she lost here yesterday evening--and I am all weariness--I
am all lassitude and fretfulness till the time arrives.--But now I
call to mind, I have an affair that may engage my attention a few
hours. You were giving me an account, Bluntly, of that beautiful girl
I saw enter at Blackman's?
BLUNTLY.
Yes, sir, I saw her late last night in Mr. Blackman's house--she
lodges there.
SIR GEORGE.
Indeed? In Blackman's house? I am glad to hear it.
BLUNTLY.
And he has assured me, sir, that she and her family are in the
greatest poverty imaginable.
SIR GEORGE.
I am glad to hear it.
BLUNTLY.
They have been it seems above a twelvemonth in London, in search of
some rich relations; but instead of meeting with them, the father was
seen and remembered by an old creditor who has thrown him into prison.
SIR GEORGE.
I am very glad to hear it.
BLUNTLY.
But the young woman, Sir, has been so short a time in town, she has,
seemingly, a great deal of modesty and virtue.
SIR GEORGE.
And I am very glad to hear of that too--I like her the better--you
know I do--for I am weary of that ready compliance I meet with from
the sex.
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