The Works of Charles Lamb in Four Volumes, Volume 4Lamb, Charles
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The Works of Charles Lamb in Four Volumes, Volume 4
Lamb, Charles
English essays; English poetry; Short stories, English
_2d Waiter._ Sir, the man that makes up the Directory is at the door.
_Mr. H._ Give him a shilling; that is what these fellows come for.
_2d Waiter._ He has sent up to know by what name your Honor will
please to be inserted.
_Mr. H._ Zounds, fellow, I give him a shilling for leaving out my
name, not for putting it in. This is one of the plaguy comforts of
going anonymous.
[_Exit 2d Waiter._
_Enter 3d Waiter._
_3d Waiter._ Two letters for Mr. H. [_Exit._
_Mr. H._ From ladies (_opens them_). This from Melesinda, to remind
me of the morning-call I promised; the pretty creature positively
languishes to be made Mrs. H. I believe I must indulge her
(_affectedly_). This from her cousin, to bespeak me to some party, I
suppose (_opening it_),--Oh, "this evening"--"Tea and
cards"--(_surveying himself with complacency_). Dear H., thou art
certainly a pretty fellow. I wonder what makes thee such a favorite
among the ladies: I wish it may not be owing to the concealment of
thy unfortunate----pshaw!
_Enter 4th Waiter._
_4th Waiter._ Sir, one Mr. Printagain is inquiring for you.
_Mr. H._ Oh, I remember, the poet; he is publishing by subscription.
Give him a guinea, and tell him he may put me down.
_4th Waiter_. What name shall I tell him, Sir?
_Mr. H._ Zounds, he is a poet; let him fancy a name.
[_Exit 4th Waiter._
_Enter 5th Waiter._
_5th Waiter_. Sir, Bartlemy the lame beggar, that you sent a private
donation to last Monday, has by some accident discovered his
benefactor, and is at the door waiting to return thanks.
_Mr. H._ Oh, poor fellow, who could put it into his head? Now I shall
be teased by all his tribe, when once this is known. Well, tell him I
am glad I could be of any service to him, and send him away.
_5th Waiter_. I would have done so, Sir; but the object of his call
now, he says, is only to know who he is obliged to.
_Mr. H._ Why, me.
_5th Waiter_. Yes, Sir.
_Mr. H._ Me, me, me; who else, to be sure?
_5th Waiter_. Yes, Sir; but he is anxious to know the name of his
benefactor.
_Mr. H._ Here is a pampered rogue of a beggar, that cannot be obliged
to a gentleman in the way of his profession, but he must know the
name, birth, parentage, and education of his benefactor! I warrant
you, next he will require a certificate of one's good behavior, and a
magistrate's license in one's pocket, lawfully empowering so and so
to--give an alms. Anything more?
_5th Waiter_. Yes, Sir; here has been Mr. Patriot, with the county
petition to sign; and Mr. Failtime, that owes so much money, has sent
to remind you of your promise to bail him.
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