The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 2, February 1810Arnold, Samuel James
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The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 2, February 1810
Arnold, Samuel James
Drama -- Periodicals; Theater -- Periodicals
_O'Ded._ I am his man of business, sure enough; but didn't hear before
of my promotion to the office you mention.
_Ab. Gr._ You are possessed of all his secret deeds.
_O'Ded._ That's a small mistake--I have but one of them, and that's the
deed of settlement on Miss Helen Worret, spinster.
_Ab. Gr._ Leave your quibbling, sir, and speak plump to the point--if
habit hasn't hardened your heart, and given a system to your knavery,
answer me this: lord Austencourt has privately married my daughter?
_O'Ded._ Hush!
_Ab. Gr._ You were a witness.
_O'Ded._ Has any body told you that thing?
_Ab. Gr._ Will you deny it?
_O'Ded._ Will you take a friend's advice?
_Ab. Gr._ I didn't come for advice. I came to know if you will confess
the fact, or whether you are villain enough to conceal it.
_O'Ded._ Have done wid your bawling--sir Rowland's in the next room!
_Ab. Gr._ Is he? then sir Rowland shall hear me--Sir Rowland!--he shall
see my daughter righted--Ho there! Sir Rowland!
_O'Ded._ (_aside_) Here'll be a devil of a dust kicked up presently
about the ears of Mr. Cornelius O'Dedimus, attorney at law!
_Enter_ Sir Rowland.
_Sir Row._ Who calls me?
_Ab. Gr._ 'Twas I!
_Sir Row._ What is it you want, friend?
_Ab. Gr._ Justice!
_Sir Row._ Justice! then you had better apply there, (_pointing to
O'Dedimus._)
_Ab. Gr._ That's a mistake--he deals only in _law_--'tis to you that I
appeal--Your nephew, lord Austencourt, is about to marry the daughter of
sir Willoughby Worret.
_Sir Row._ He is.
_Ab. Gr._ Never! I will save him the guilt of that crime at least!
_Sir Row._ You are mysterious, sir.
_Ab. Gr._ Perhaps I am. Briefly, your nephew is privately married to my
daughter--this man was present at their union--will you see justice done
me, and make him honourably proclaim his wife?
_Sir Row._ Your tale is incredible, sir--it is sufficient, however, to
demand attention, and I warn you, lest by your folly you rouse an
indignation that may crush you.
_Ab. Gr._ Hear me, proud man, while I warn _you_! My daughter is the
lawful wife of lord Austencourt--double is the wo to me that she _is_
his wife: but as it is so, he shall publicly acknowledge her--to you I
look for justice and redress--see to it, sir, or I shall speedily appear
in a new character, with my wrongs in my hand, to hurl destruction on
you. [_Exit._
_Sir Row._ What does the fellow mean?
_O'Ded._ That's just what I'm thinking--
_Sir Row._ _You_, he said, was privy to their marriage.
_O'Ded._ Bless ye, the man's mad!
_Sir Row._ Ha! you said you had a secret respecting my nephew.
_O'Ded._ Sir, if you go on so, you'll bother me!
_Sir Row._ The fellow must be silenced--can you not contrive some means
to rid us of his insolence?
_O'Ded._ Sir, I shall do my duty, as my duty should be done, by
Cornelius O'Dedimus, attorney at law.
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