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You think I'm afraid, but, the diff'rence to show you, First, yonder's your shovel; your sacks too, I throw you; Henceforward, take care of your matters who will; They're welcome to slave for your wages who need 'em; Tol, lol de rol lol, I have purchased my freedom,

And never, hereafter, shall work at the mill. [Exit.

Fair. Dear heart, dear heart! I protest, this ungracious boy puts me quite beside myself! Patty, my dear, come down into the yard a little, and keep me company; and you, thieves, vagabonds, gipsies, out here! 'tis you debauch my son.

[Exit, driving out the GIPSIES.

Enter PATTY, from the Mill.

AIR. PATTY.

In love to pine and languish,
Yet know your passion vain ;
To harbour heartfelt anguish,
Yet fear to tell your pain-

What pow'rs unrelenting,
Severer ills inventing,

Can sharpen pangs like these?
Where days and nights tormenting,
Yield not a moment's ease.

Enter FAIRField.

Fair. Well, Patty, Master Goodman, my lord's steward, has been with me just now, and I find we are like to have great doings: his lordship has brought down Sir Harry Sycamore, and his family, and there is more company expected in a few days.

Patty. I know Sir Harry very well: he is, by marriage, a distant relation of my lord's.

Fair. Pray, what sort of a young body is the daughter there? I think she used to be with you at the castle, three or four summers ago, when my young lord was out upon his travels.

Patty. Oh, very often; she was a great favourite of my lady's: pray, father, is she come down?

Fair. By what I can learn, she is; and there is likely to be a nearer relationship between the families, ere long. It seems, his lordship was not over willing for the match, but the friends, on both sides, in London, pressed it so hard!-then there's a swinging fortune! Master Goodman tells me, a matter of twenty or thirty thousand pounds.

Patty. If it was a million, father, it would not be more than my Lord Aimworth deserves: I suppose the wedding will be celebrated here, at the mansion house.

Fair. So it is thought, as soon as things can be properly prepared-And now, Patty, if I could but see thee a little merry-Come, bless thee, pluck up thy spirits-To be sure, thou hast sustained, in the death of thy lady, a heavy loss; she was a parent to thee; nay, and better, inasmuch as she took thee when thou wert but a babe, and gave thee an education which thy natural parents could not afford to do.

Patty. Ah! dear father, don't mention what, perhaps, has been my greatest misfortune.

Fair. Nay, then, Patty, what's become of all thy sense, that people talk so much about?-But I have something to say to thee, which I would have thee consider seriously-There is our neighbour, Farmer Giles: he is a sober, honest, industrious young fellow, and one of the wealthiest in these parts; he is greatly taken with thee, and it is not the first time I have told thee, I should be glad to have him for a son-in-law.

Patty. And I have told you as often, father, I

would submit myself entirely to your direction ;

whatever you think proper for me is so.

Fair. Why, that's spoken like a dutiful, sensible girl; get thee in then, and leave me to manage it. [Exit PATTY.

Enter GILES.

Giles. Well, Master Fairfield, you and Miss Pat have had a long discourse together! Did you tell her that I was come down?

Fair. No, in truth, friend Giles; but I mentioned our affair at a distance; and I think there is no fear. Giles. That's right-and when shall us-you do know, I have told you my mind, often and often.

Fair. Farmer, give us thy hand; nobody doubts thy goodwill to me and my girl; and you may take my word, I would rather give her to thee than another, for I am main certain thou wilt make her a good husband.

Giles. Thanks to your kind opinion, Master Fairfield; if such be my hap, I hope there will be no cause of complaint.

Fair. And I promise thee my daughter will make thee a choice wife. But thou know'st, friend Giles, that I, and all belongs to me, have great obligations to Lord Aimworth's family; Patty, in particular, would be one of the most ungrateful wretches this day breathing, if she was to do the smallest thing, contrary to their consent and approbation.

Giles. Nay, nay, 'tis well enough known to all the country she was the old lady's darling.

Fair. Well, Master Giles, I'll assure thee she is not one whit less obliged to my lord himself. When his mother was taken off so suddenly, and his affairs called him up to London, if Patty would have remained at the castle, she might have had the command of all: or, if she would have gone any where

else, he would have paid for her fixing, let the cost be what it would.

to say,

Giles. Why, for that matter, folks did not spare that my lord had a sort of a sneaking kindness for her himself; and I remember at one time it was rife all about the neighbourhood, that she was actually to be our lady.

Fair. Pho, pho! a pack of woman's tales !
Giles. Nay, to be sure, they'll say any thing.

Fair. My lord's a man of a better way of thinking, friend Giles-But this is neither here nor there to our business. Have you been at the castle yet?

Giles. Who, I? Bless your heart, I did not hear a syllable of his lordship's being come down, till your lad told me.

Fair. No! why then, go up to my lord, let him know you have a mind to make a match with my daughter-hear what he has to say to it; and, afterwards, we will try if we can't settle matters.

Giles. Go up to my lord! Icod, if that be all, I'll do it with the biggest pleasure in life.-But where's Miss Pat? Might one not ax her how she do?

Fair. Never spare it; she's within there.

Giles. I sees her-odd rabbit it, this hatch is locked now- -Miss Pat! Miss Patty!-She makes believe not to hear me.

Fair. Well, well, never mind; thou'lt come and eat a morsel of dinner with us?

Giles. Nay, but just to have a bit of a joke with her at present-Miss Pat, I say! won't you open the door?

AIR.

Hark! 'tis I, your own true lover.
After walking three long miles,
One kind look, at least, discover,
Come, and speak a word to Giles.

B

You, alone, my heart I fix on:

Ah, you little cunning vixen!
I can see your roguish smiles.
Addslids! my mind is so possess'd,
Till we're sped, I sha'n't have rest;
Only say, the thing's a bargain,
Here, an you like it,
Ready to strike it,

There's at once an end of arguing:
I'm here, she's mine;

Thus we seal, and thus we sign.

Enter PATTY.

[Exit.

Fair. Patty, child, why wouldst thou not open the door, for our neighbour Giles?

Patty. Really, father, I did not know what was the matter.

Fair. Well, another time; he'll be here again presently. He's gone up to the castle, Patty ;-thou know'st it would not be right for us to do any thing without giving his lordship intelligence, so I have sent the farmer, to let him know that he is willing, and we are willing; and, with his lordship's approbation

Patty. Oh, dear father!-what are you going to say?

Fair. Nay, child, I would not have stirred a step for fifty pounds, without advertising his lordship before hand.

Patty. But surely, surely, you have not done this rash, this precipitate thing.

Fair. How, rash? how is it rash, Patty ?—I don't understand thee.

Patty. Oh, you have distressed me beyond imagination!-but why would you not give me noticespeak to me first?

Fair. Quiet thyself, Patty, and thou'lt see all this will turn out for the best.

[Exit.

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