_Miss Als._ Was there ever any thing like this before?--and to a woman
of my fortune?--I to be robbed of a lover--and that a poor lord
too--I'll have the act revived against witchcraft; I'll have the minx
tried--I'll--I'll--I'll----
[_Exit._
SCENE III.
_ALSCRIP's Room of Business._
_ALSCRIP and RIGHTLY._
_Rightly._ Upon all these matters, Mr. Alscrip, I am authorized by my
client, Sir Clement Flint, to agree. There remains nothing but your
favouring me with the inspection of the Charlton title-deeds, and your
daughter's settlements may be engrossed.
_Alscrip._ I cannot conceive, my friend Rightly, any such inspection to
be requisite. Have not I been in constant quiet possession?
_Rightly._ Sir Clement insists upon it.
_Alscrip._ A client insist! and you, an old practitioner, suffer such a
demur to your infallibility!--Ah! in my practice I had the sure means
of disappointing such dabblers and divers into their own cases.
_Rightly._ How, pray?
_Alscrip._ I read his writings to him myself.--I was the best reader in
Chancery-lane for setting the understanding at defiance--Drew breath
but once in a quarter of an hour, always in the wrong place, and made a
single sentence of six skins of parchment--Shall I give you a specimen?
_Rightly._ [_Smiling._] I have no doubt of your talent.
_Alscrip._ Then return to Sir Clement, and follow my example.
_Rightly._ No, Mr. Alscrip, though I acknowledge your skill, I do not
subscribe to your doctrine. The English law is the finest system of
ethics, as well as government, that ever the world produced, and it
cannot be too generally understood.
_Alscrip._ Law understood! Zounds! would you destroy the profession!
_Rightly._ No, I would raise it. Had every man of sense the knowledge
of the theory, to which he is competent; the practice would revert to
the purity of its institution, maintain the rights, and not promote the
knavery, of mankind.
_Alscrip._ [_Aside._] Plaguy odd maxims.--Sure he means to try me--[_To
him._] Brother Rightly, we know the world and are alone--I have locked
the door.
[_In a half whisper._
_Rightly._ A very useless precaution. I have not a principle nor a
proceeding that I would not proclaim at Charing Cross.
_Alscrip._ [_Aside._] No! then I'll pronounce you the most silly, or
the most impudent fellow of the fraternity.
_Rightly._ But where are these writings? You can have no difficulty
in laying your hand upon them, for I perceive you keep things in a
distinguished regularity.
_Alscrip._ Yes, I have distinct repositories for all papers, and
especially title deeds--Some in drawers--Some in closets--[_Aside._]
and a few under ground.
_Miss Als._ [_Rattling at the Door._] What makes you lock the door,
sir? I must speak to you this instant.
_Alscrip._ One moment, child, and I'll be ready for you.
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