Mrs. CIRCUIT, _Mrs. Gardner_. CHARLOT, _Mrs. Jewell_. Mrs. SIMPER, _Mrs. Saunders_. BETTY, _Mrs. Read_. THE LAME LOVER. ACT I. _Enter_ Serjeant CIRCUIT _and_ CHARLOT. CHARLOT. I tell you, Sir, his love to me is all a pretence: it is amazing that you, who are so acute, so quick in discerning on other occasions, should be so blind upon this. SERJEANT. But where are your proofs, Charlot? What signifies your opening matters which your evidence cannot support? CHARLOT. Surely, Sir, strong circumstances in every court should have weight. SERJEANT. So they have collaterally, child, that is by way as it were of corroboration, or where matters are doubtful; then indeed, as Plowden wisely observes "Les circonstances ajout beaucoup depoids aux faits."--You understand me? CHARLOT. Not perfectly well. SERJEANT. Then to explain by case in point; A, we will suppose, my dear, robs B of a watch upon Hounslow heath--dy'e mind, child? CHARLOT. I do, Sir. SERJEANT. A, is taken up and indicted; B swears positively to the identity of A.--Dy'e observe? CHARLOT. Attentively. SERJEANT. Then what does me A, but sets up the alibi C, to defeat the affidavit of B.--You take me. CHARLOT. Clearly. SERJEANT. So far you see then the ballance is even. CHARLOT. True. SERJEANT. But then to turn the scale, child, against A, in favour of B, they produce the circumstance D, viz. B's watch found in the pocket of A; upon which, the testimony of C being contradicted by B,--no, by D,--why then A, that is to say C,--no D,--joining B, they convict C,--no, no, A,--against the affidavit of C.--So this being pretty clear, child, I leave the application to you. CHARLOT. Very obliging, Sir. But suppose now, Sir, it should appear that the attention of Sir Luke Limp is directed to some other object, would not that induce you to-- SERJEANT. Other object! Where? CHARLOT. In this very house. SERJEANT. Here! why the girl is non compos; there's nobody here, child, but a parcel of Abigals. CHARLOT. No, Sir? SERJEANT. No. CHARLOT. Yes, Sir, one person else. SERJEANT. Who is that? CHARLOT. But remember, Sir, my accusation is confined to Sir Luke. SERJEANT. Well, well. CHARLOT. Suppose then, Sir, those powerful charms which made a conquest of you, may have extended their empire over the heart of Sir Luke? SERJEANT. Why, hussy, you don't hint at your mother-in-law? CHARLOT. Indeed, Sir, but I do. SERJEANT. Ay; why this is point blank treason against my sovereign authority: but can you, Charlot, bring proof of any overt acts? CHARLOT. Overt acts! SERJEANT. Ay; that is any declaration by writing, or even word of mouth is sufficient; then let 'em demur if they dare. CHARLOT. I can't say that, Sir; but another organ has been pretty explicit. SERJEANT. Which? CHARLOT. In those cases a very infallible one--the eye. SERJEANT.