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                                            She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith 


                                                        THE MISTAKES OF A NIGHT.

 

Scene I  At Three Pigeons

 

Enter MARLOW and HASTINGS. (from left) Tony drinks with two friends.

 

MARLOW. What a tedious uncomfortable day have we had of it! We were told it was but forty

                     miles across the country, and we have come above threescore.

HASTINGS. And all, Marlow, from that unaccountable reserve of yours,

                       that would not let us inquire more frequently on the way.

TONY. I'm told you have been inquiring for one Mr. Hardcastle in these parts. Do you know what

              part of the country you are in?

HASTINGS. No, sir: but if you can inform us----

TONY. Pray, gentlemen, is not this same Hardcastle a cross-grained, old-fashioned, whimsical

            fellow, with an ugly face, a daughter, and a  pretty son?

HASTINGS. We have not seen the gentleman; but he has the family you mention.

TONY. The daughter, a tall, trapesing, trolloping, talkative maypole; the son, a pretty, well-bred,

             agreeable youth, that everybody is fond of.

MARLOW. Our information differs in this. The daughter is said to be well-bred and beautiful; the      

               son an awkward booby, reared up and  spoiled at his mother's apron-string.

TONY. He-he-hem!--Then, gentlemen, all I have to tell you is, that you won't reach Mr. Hardcastle's

             house this night, I believe.

HASTINGS. Unfortunate!

TONY. It's a damn'd long, dark, boggy, dirty, dangerous way.

TONY. I ben't sending them to my father's as an inn. It will be funny.

             You will have a large old house by the road side.

TONY. the landlord is rich, and going to leave off business; so he wants to be thought a gentleman,  

            having your presence, he! he! he! He'll be for giving you his company; and, ecod, if you mind

          him, he'll persuade you that his mother was an alderman, and his aunt a justice of peace.

MARLOW. Well, if he supplies us with good wine and beds, we shall want no farther connexion.

              Let us move. (exit to the left)

 

Scene II An old-fashioned House.

Enter HARDCASTLE, followed by three awkward Servants. (from right)

HARDCASTLE. Well, I hope you are perfect in the table exercise I have been teaching you these

                          three days. You all know your posts and your places, and can show that you have

                           been used to good company.

All . Ay, ay.

HARDCASTLE. Diggory show at the side-table and you, Roger advanced from the place yourself

                          behind my chair. But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take

                         your hands from your  pockets, Roger; and from your head, you blockhead you. See

                         how Diggory carries his hands. They're a little too stiff, indeed, but that's no great  

                         matter.

HARDCASTLE. Diggory, you are too talkative.--Then, if I happen to say a good thing, or tell a good

                        story at table, you must not all burst out a-laughing

DIGGORY. Then ecod your worship must not tell the story of Ould Grouse in the gun-room: I can't

                      help laughing at that--he! he! he!--for the soul of me. We have laughed at that these

                      twenty years--ha! ha! ha!

HARDCASTLE. Ha! ha! ha! Suppose one of the company should call for a glass of wine, how will

                    you behave? A glass of wine, sir, if you please (to DIGGORY).--Eh, why don't you

                      move?

DIGGORY. Ecod, your worship, I never have courage till I see the eatables and drinkables brought

                    upo' the table, and then I'm as bauld as a lion.

HARDCASTLE. What, will nobody move?

FIRST SERVANT. I'm not to leave this pleace.

SECOND SERVANT. I'm sure it's no pleace of mine.

THIRD SERVANT. Nor mine, for sartain.

HARDCASTLE.O you dunces! I find I must begin all over again----But don't I hear a coach drive

                     into the yard? you blockheads. I'll go in the mean time and give my old friend's son a

                     hearty reception at the gate. [Exit HARDCASTLE.]      (to the left )

 

 

MARLOW. My life has been chieflyspent in a college or an inn, in seclusion from that lovely part of

                  the creation that chiefly teach men confidence. I don't know that I was ever familiarly

                 acquainted with a single modest woman--except my mother--But among females of

                  another class, you know----

HASTINGS. Ay, among them you are impudent enough of all conscience.But in the company of

                   women of reputation I never saw such an idiot, such a trembler; I pity you. But how do

                    you intend behaving to the lady you are come down to visit at the request of your father?

MARLOW. As I behave to all other ladies. Bow very low, answer yes or no to all her demands--But

                 for the rest, I don't think I shall venture to look in her face till I see my father's again ,my

                dear Hastings, my chief inducement down was to be instrumental in forwarding your

                happiness, not my own. Miss Neville loves you, the family don't know you; as my friend

               you are sure of a reception, and let honour do the rest.

Enter HARDCASTLE ( from left )

HARDCASTLE. Gentlemen, once more you are heartily welcome. Which is Mr. Marlow? Sir, you

                            are heartily welcome.

MARLOW. (To HASTINGS.) He has got our names from the servants already. (To

                    HARDCASTLE.) We approve your caution and hospitality, sir.

HARDCASTLE. I would like to tell you.Mr.Marlow, that you need not observe any formality here.

MARLOW. I think of changing our travelling dresses.

HASTINGS. I think you are right, Marlow . I propose to start with my white suit with golden embroidery.

 HARDCASTLE. Mr. Marlow and Mr. Hastings you may do just as you please here. This is liberty hall.

MARLOW. Yet, George, I think to reserve the embroidery to secure a retreat.

HARDCASTLE. Your talking of a retreat, Mr. Marlow, puts me in mind of the Duke of Marlborough, when

                       we went to besiege Denain. He first summoned the garrison----

MARLOW. Don't you think the gold embroidered waistcoat will do with the plain brown?

HARDCASTLE. He first summoned the garrison, which might consist of about five thousand men---

HASTINGS. I think not: brown and yellow mix but very poorly.

HARDCASTLE. I say, gentlemen, as I was telling you, be summoned the garrison, which might consist of

                         about five thousand men----

MARLOW. The girls like finery.

MARLOW.(To Hardcastle )  What, my good friend, if you gave us a glass of punch in the mean time; it

                       would help us to carry on the siege with vigour. HARDCASTLE. Punch, sir! (Aside.) This is

                        the most unaccountable kind of modesty I ever met with.

MARLOW. Yes, sir, punch. A glass of warm punch, after our journey,will be comfortable. This is Liberty-

                    hall, you know.

HARDCASTLE. Here's a cup, sir.(Taking the cup.) Here, Mr. Marlow, here is to our better

                           acquaintance. (Clinks the cups Drinks )

MARLOW. (Aside.) A very impudent fellow this! but he's a character, and I'll humour him a little.

                    Sir, my service to you. [(Clinks the cups Drinks.]

HASTINGS. (Aside.) I see this fellow wants to give us his company, and forgets that he's an

                   innkeeper, before he has learned to be a gentleman.

MARLOW. What have you prepared for our supper?

 HARDCASTLE. For supper, sir! (Aside.) Was ever such a request to a man in his own house?

MARLOW. Yes, sir, supper, sir; I begin to feel an appetite. I shall make devilish work to-night in the

                    larder, I promise you.

HARDCASTLE. (Aside.) Such a brazen dog sure never my eyes beheld. (To him.) Why, really, sir,

                   as for supper I can't well tell. My Dorothy and the cook-maid settle these things between

                   them. I leave these kind of things entirely to them.

HASTINGS. Let's see your list of the larder then

HARDCASTLE. Sir, you have a right to command here. Here, Roger, bring us the bill of fare for to-

                      night's supper

Enter Roger with Menu( from right)

MARLOW.  (Perusing.) What's here? Damn it. (Reading.) For the first course, at the top, a pig and

                 prune sauce.

HASTINGS. Damn your pig, I say.

MARLOW. And damn your prune sauce, say I.

HARDCASTLE. And yet, gentlemen, to men that are hungry, pig with prune sauce is very good

                        eating.

MARLOW. At the bottom, a calf's tongue and brains.

HASTINGS. Let your brains be knocked out, my good sir, I don't like them.

HARDCASTLE. (Aside.) Their impudence exhausts me. (To them.)Gentlemen, you are my guests,

                          make what alterations you please. Isthere anything else you wish to drop or alter,

                          gentlemen?

MARLOW. Yes, let ‘s have a pork pie, a boiled rabbit and sausages, minced meat, a pudding, and a

                     dish of icecream.

HARDCASTLE. Well, sir, I'm resolved at least to attend you.

                                                            (Exeunt MARLOW and Hastings to the left )

 

                            This may be modem modesty, but I never saw anything look so like old-fashioned

                             impudence.                                     ( Exit HARDCASTLE to the right )

 

                            Scene III  At the Lawn

                                        Backdrop Lawn

HASTINGS. (Alone.) Ha! what do I see? Miss Neville, by all that's happy!

                                                                                          Enter MISS NEVILLE ( from right )

MISS NEVILLE. My dear Hastings! To what unexpected good fortune, towhat accident, am I to

                             ascribe this happy meeting?

HASTINGS. Rather let me ask the same question, as I could never have hoped to meet my dearest

                      Constance at an inn.

MISS NEVILLE. An inn! sure you mistake: my aunt, my guardian, lives here. What could induce

                           you to think this house an inn?

HASTINGS. My friend, Mr. Marlow, with whom I came down, and I, have been sent here as to an

                       inn, I assure you. A young fellow, whom we accidentally met at a house hard by,

                       directed us hither.

MISS NEVILLE. Certainly it must be one of my hopeful cousin's tricks, of whom you have heard

                           me talk so often; ha! ha! ha!

HASTINGS. He whom your aunt intends for you

MISS NEVILLE. You have nothing to fear from him, I assure you.

HASTINGS. Dear You must know, my Constance, I have just seized this happy opportunity of my

                   friend's visit here to get admittance into the family. The horses that carried us down are

                   now fatigued with their journey, but they'll soon be refreshed; and then, if my dearest girl

                   will trust in her faithful Hastings, we shall soon be landed in France, where even among

                   slaves the laws of marriage are respected.

MISS NEVILLE. I have often told you, that I am ready to obey you. Yet, the instant  my little

                    fortune of jewels are put into my possession, you shall find me ready to make them and

                    myself yours.

HASTINGS. Perish the fortune. Your person is all I desire. In the mean time, my friend Marlow

                     must not be let into his mistake. He would instantly quit the house before our plan was

                      ripe for execution.

MISS NEVILLE. MissHardcastle is just returned from walking; This, this way----[They confer.]

                                                                                                            Enter MARLOW from left

HASTINGS. My dear Charles! Let me congratulate you!--The most fortunate accident!--Who do you

                        think is just alighted?

MARLOW. Cannot guess.

HASTINGS. Our mistresses, boy, Miss Hardcastle and Miss Neville. Give me leave to introduce

                        Miss Constance Neville to your acquaintance. Happening to dine in the

                       neighbourhood, they called on their return to take fresh horses here. Wasn't it the most

                                  fortunate thing in the world?

MARLOW. Oh! yes. Very fortunate--a most joyful encounter--But our dresses, George, you know

                    are in disorder--What if we should postpone the happiness till to-morrow?--To-morrow

                    at her own house [Offering to go.]

MISS NEVILLE. By no means, sir. Your ceremony will displease her. The disorder of your dress        

                      will show the ardour of your impatience. Besides, she knows you are in the house, and

                     will permit you to see her.

MARLOW. O! the devil! how shall I support it? Hem! hem! Hastings,you must not go. You are to

                    assist me, you know.

HASTINGS. Pshaw, man! She's but a woman, you know.

MARLOW. And, of all women, she that I dread most to encounter.

 

Enter MISS HARDCASTLE, as returned from walking, a bonnet, etc. ( from right )

HASTINGS. (Introducing them.) Miss Hardcastle, Mr. Marlow.

MISS HARDCASTLE. I'm glad of your safe arrival,
            MARLOW. (appears uneasy and disconcerted) Yes, madam,

MISS HARDCASTLE. You that have seen so much of the finest company, can find little

                        entertainment in an obscure corner of the country.

MARLOW. (Gathering courage.) I have lived, indeed, in the world, madam; but I have kept very

                     little company. I have been but an observer upon life, madam, while others were

                     enjoying it.

MISS NEVILLE. But that, I am told, is the way to enjoy it at last.

HASTINGS. (To MARLOW.) Cicero never spoke better. Once more, and you are confirmed in

                            assurance forever.

MARLOW. (To HASTINGS .) Hem! Stand by me, then, and when I'm down, throw in a word or

                   two, to set me up again. I was always willing to be amused. The folly of most people is

                   rather an object of mirth than uneasiness.

HASTINGS. (To MARLOW.) Bravo, bravo. Never spoke so well in your whole life. ( To Miss

                     HARDCASTLE) I believe our being here will but embarrass the interview.

MARLOW. Not in the least, Mr. Hastings. We like your company of all things. (To HASTINGS.)

                     Zounds! George, sure you won't go? how can you leave us?

HASTINGS. No Marlow, you can. Neville, shall we?( Exit  to the left )

 

MARLOW. (Relapsing into timidity.) Pardon me, madam, I--I--I—I love to converse only with the

                       more grave and sensible part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome.

MISS HARDCASTLE. Not at all, sir; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself; I

                could hear it for ever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could

                ever admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart.

MARLOW. It's----a disease----of the mind, madam. In this age of hypocrisy ----um--a--um.

MISS HARDCASTLE. You mean that in this hypocritical age there are few that do not condemn in

                  public what they practise in private, and think they pay every debt to virtue when they

                   praise it.

MARLOW. True, madam; those who have most virtue in their mouths, have  least of it in their

                     bosoms. But I'm sure I tire you, madam,madam--But I see Miss Neville  expecting us in

                    the next room. I would not intrude for the world.

MISS HARDCASTLE. I protest, sir, I never was more agreeably entertained in all my life. Pray go on.

MARLOW. Yes, madam, I was----But she beckons us to join her. Madam, shall I do myself the

                    honour to attend you?

MISS HARDCASTLE. Well, then, I'll follow.

MARLOW. (Aside.) This pretty smooth dialogue has done for me. [Exit to the left.]

MISS HARDCASTLE. (Alone.) Ha! ha! ha! Was there ever such a sober,sentimental interview? I'm          

                  certain he scarce looked in my face thewhole time. Yet the fellow, but for his  

                  unaccountable bashfulness, is pretty well too.. If I could teach him a little confidence, it

                 would be doing somebody that I know of a piece of service. (Exit to the right.]

 

 (Backdrop screen - another place in the lawn)

(Enter Tony  and Hastings from left)

TONY. (Singing.) "There was a young man riding by, and fain would have his will. Rang do didlo

                    dee."----Don't mind her. Let her cry. 

HASTINGS. Then you're no friend to the ladies, I find, my pretty young gentleman?

TONY.( nods no ).

HASTINGS. Not to her of your mother's choosing

TONY. No. No.

HASTINGS. Would you thank the man who may be willing to take Miss. Neville and leave you

                free?

TONY. Ay; but where can I find such a friend?

HASTINGS. I am that friend. If you just help me to take her off to France, and you shall never hear

                more of her.

TONY. I will, to the last drop of my blood. I'll attach a pair of horses to your chaise that would drive

              you off. I will give you her jewels. (Singing.)"We are the boysThat fears no noiseWhere the

               thundering cannons roar." [Exeunt to the right.] 

Scene IV (Backdrop - Living room )

                                            Enter HARDCASTLE, alone from right.

HARDCASTLE. What could my old friend Sir Charles mean by recommending his son as the

                           modestest young man in town? To me he appears the most impudent piece of brass

                            that ever spoke with a tongue.

   Enter MISS HARDCASTLE, plainly dressed.

HARDCASTLE. Well, my Kate, I see you have changed your dress, as I bade you.

MISS HARDCASTLE. I find such a pleasure, sir, in obeying your commands. Thanks for allowing

              me to wear fashionable dress in the morning and to dress plainly in the evening as you wish.

HARDCASTLE. And yet, Kate, I sometimes give you some cause, particularly when I

                            recommended my modest gentleman to you as a lover to-day.

MISS HARDCASTLE. You taught me to expect something extraordinary, and I find the original

                      exceeds the description.

MISS HARDCASTLE. I never saw any one so modest.

HARDCASTLE. I never saw such a bouncing, swaggering puppy since I was born. He met me with

                        a loud voice, a lordly air, and a familiarity that made my blood freeze again.

MISS HARDCASTLE. He treated me with diffidence and respect; censured the manners of the age;

                        admired the prudence of girls that never laughed; tired me with apologies for being

                         tiresome; then left the room with a bow, and "Madam, I would not for the world

                         detain you."One of us must certainly be mistaken.

HARDCASTLE. If he be what he has shown himself, I'm determined he shall never have my consent.

MISS HARDCASTLE. And as one of us must be mistaken, what if we go to make further discoveries?

HARDCASTLE. Agreed. But depend on't I'm in the right.

MISS HARDCASTLE. And depend on't I'm not much in the wrong. 
                     [HARDCASTLE Exits to the right. MISS HARDCASTLE Exits to the left ]

                 Back drop – A room  (Enter Tony, running in with a casket.)

Tony : I’ve got them. Here they are. My cousin Neville’s Jewels. My mother cannot cheat the poor girl of

her fortune.
                                                                                                            (Enter Hastings from the right)
Hastings: My dear friend, how have you managed with your mother? Our horses will be refreshed in a short

                time and we shall soon be ready to set off.
Tony: And here is something to bear your charges by the way; your Sweet heart’s jewels. Keep them. 
Hastings: But, How have you procured them from your mother?
Tony: Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no tales. 
                                                                                           (Exit Hastings to the right)
                                     (Enter Mrs. Hardcastle and Miss. Neville from the left)

Mrs. Hardcastle: Indeed, Constance, you amaze me. Such a girl as you want jewels! It will be time enough

                     for jewels my dear, twenty years hence, when your beauty begins to want repairs. 
Miss.Neville: But what will repair beauty at forty will certainly improve it at twenty, madam.
Mrs.Hardcastle: yours, my dear, can admit of none. That natural blush is beyond a thousand ornaments.  

                    Beside, child, jewels are quite out at present. 
Miss. Neville: But who knows, madam, but somebody that shall be nameless would like me best with all my

                  little finery?
Tony: (to Mrs.Hardcastle) Then why don’t you tell that her so at once, as she’s so longing for them? Tell her

            they’re lost. It is the only way to quiet her. Say they’re lost and call me to bear witness. 
Mrs. Hardcastle (To Tony). You know my dear, I’m only keeping them for you. So if I say they’re gone,

                              you’ll bear me witness, will you?Ha!.... Ha!.... ha! ......(laughing)
Miss. Neville: I desire them but for a day, madam. Just to be permitted to show them as relics and then they

                       may be locked up again
Mrs. Hardcastle .To be plain with you, my dear Constance, if I could find them you should have them. They

                    ‘re missing. I assure you. Lost for aught I know; but we must have patience wherever they are. 
Miss. Neville. I’ll not believe it! This is but a shallow pretence to deny me. I know they are so valuable to

                   be so slightly kept and as you are to answer for the loss.
Mrs. Hardcastle. Don’t be alarmed, Constance. If they be lost, I must restore an equivalent. But my son

                        knows they are missing and not to be found. You must learn resignation, my dear; for though

                      we lose our fortune, yet we should not lose our patience. See me, how calm I am. 
Miss.Neville : Ay, people are generally calm at the misfortunes of others. 
                                                                                                                                 (Exit Neville to the left) 
                           (Mrs. Hardcastle witnesses the lost casket)
Mrs. Hardcastle: confusion! Thieves! Robbers. We are cheated, plundered, broke open undone
                         My bureau has been broken open, the jewels are taken out ! And I’m undone.
Tony : Oh! Is that all? I thought you were ruined in earnest. Ha! Ha! Ha.
Mrs. Hardcastle: Why boy! I’m ruined in earnest (crying) 
Tony : stick to that: Ha! Ha! Ha. I’ll bear witness.
Mrs. Hardcastle: I tell you darling! If the jewels are gone, and I shall be ruined forever.  (arguing each other)
Tony: I can bear witness to that
Mrs. Hardcastle: Do you insult me, monster? I’ll teach you to vex your mother, I will. 
Tony: I can bear witness to that (Fighting each other) (He runs off, she chases him) (Exit to the left)

                                       (Backdrop - a private room)
                                (Miss.Hardcastle enters the room where Marlow is pondering on his interview)
                              (Kate in the disguise of barmaid ) 
Miss.Hardcastle
: Did you call, sir? Did your honour call?
Marlow : (Aside) As for Kate , she’s too grave and sentimental for me.
Miss.Hardcastle: Did your honour call me?
Marlow : No, child - Besides, from the glimpses  I had of her, I think she squints. 
Miss.Hardcastle: I am sure I heard the bell ring
Marlow : No, no...
Miss.Hardcastle: perhaps the other gentle man called sir?
Marlow: I tell you no... no... no... I tell you (looks full in her face). Yes Child, I think I did call. I wanted- I

              wanted .... I vow, child, you are vastly handsome.
Miss.Hardcastle: pray,.... keep your distance. 
Marlowe : If you keep me at this distance, how is it possible you and I can ever be acquainted
Miss.Hardcastle: And who wanted to be acquainted with you? I want no such acquaintance, not I. I’m sure.

                 You did not treat Miss. Hardcastle well, that was there a while ago, in this unruly manner.
Marlowe: I laughed and rallied her a little but I was unwilling to be too severe. No I could not be more cruel.
               Ay... Do you ever do embroidery child?(Seeing the tapestry on walls and window curtains)
Miss.Hardcastle: S... sure...there’s not a screen or quilt in the whole house that doesn’t have a mark of my

                   work.
Marlowe: (seizing her hand) Then show me your embroidery. If you want your work to be judged by an

                 expert, you must come to me.
Miss.Hardcastle: Ay, but the colours do by candle light. You shall see them in the morning. 
Marlowe: why not now my angel? ——— The old innkeeper comes here too! My bad luck!

                                                                          (Exit Marlowe to the left)
                    (Enter Mr. Hardcastle from the right)
Hardcastle: So madam. So, I find this is your modest lover. This is your humble admirer, that kept his eyes

                      down fixed on the ground. Kate, are you not ashamed to cheat your father so? 
Miss.Hardcastle. Never trust me! Dear papa... but he’s still the modest man. 

Hardcastle: I believe his impudence is infectious. Didn’t I see him seize your hand?
Miss.Hardcastle: But if I shortly convince you of his modesty, I hope you’ll forgive him. Sir, I ask but this

                   night to convince you.
Hardcastle: You shall not have half the time, for I thought of turning him out of this very hour.
Miss.Hardcastle. Give me that hour then sir and I hope to satisfy you.

Hardcastle: well an hour let it be then. All should be fair and open.

                                                           (Exit Miss.Hardcastle and Hardcastle to the right)
                                                                 

                                                              Backdrop a hall

                                    Enter MARLOW from the left, followed by a Servant.

MARLOW. Have you deposited the casket with the landlady, as I ordered you? Have you put it into     

                     her own hands?

SERVANT. Yes, your honour.                                                        [Exit Servant to the left.]

                                                            Enter HASTINGS from the right.

HASTINGS. I hope, of the casket I sent you to lock up? Is it in safety?

MARLOW. Yes, yes. It's safe enough.

MARLOW. I have sent it to the landlady to keep for you.

HASTINGS. To the landlady!

MARLOW. The landlady.

HASTINGS. You did?

MARLOW. I did. She's to be answerable for its forthcoming, you know.

HASTINGS. Yes, she'll bring it forth with a witness. (Aside.) So now all hopes of fortune are at an   

                     end, and we must set off without it. (To him.) may you be as successful for yourself    

                      with the pretty barmaid, as you have been for me! [Exit.]

MARLOW. Thank ye, George: I ask no more. Ha! ha! ha!

                                                Enter HARDCASTLE from the right.

HARDCASTLE. I no longer know my own house. It's turned all topsy-turvy. His servants have got

                           drunk already. I'll bear it no longer; and yet, from my respect for his father, I'll be

                          calm. (To him.) Mr. Marlow, your servant. I'm your very humble servant. 
                                      (Bowing low.)

MARLOW. Sir, your humble servant. (Aside.) What's to be the wonder now?

HARDCASTLE. Though I say nothing to your own conduct, that of your servants is insufferable. 
                                         Their manner of drinking is setting a very bad example in this house, 
                                         I assure you.

MARLOW. I protest, my very good sir, that is no fault of mine. I ordered them not to spare the

                    cellar. I did, I assure you.

HARDCASTLE. Zounds! he'll drive me distracted, if I contain myself any longer. Mr. Marlow--Sir;

                     I have submitted to your insolence for more than four hours, and I see no likelihood of

                      its coming to an end. I'm now resolved to be master here, sir; and I desire that you and

                      your drunken pack may leave my house directly.

MARLOW. Leave your house!----Sure you jest, my good friend! What? when I'm doing what I can

                   to please you.

HARDCASTLE. I tell you, sir, I'm serious! I say this house is mine, sir; this house is mine, and I
                              command you to leave it directly.

MARLOW. Ha! ha! ha! A puddle in a storm. I shan't stir a step, I assure you. (In a serious tone.)

                     This your house, fellow! It's my house. This is my house. Mine, while I choose to stay.   

                      What right have you to bid me leave this house, sir? I never met with such impudence,

                     curse me; never in my whole life before.Bring me your bill, sir; bring me your bill and

                       let's hear no more on't.

HARDCASTLE. Young man, young man, from your father's letter to me, I was taught to expect a

                      well-bred modest man as a visitor here, but now I find him no better than a coxcomb

                      and a bully; but he will be down here presently, and shall hear more of it.

                                                                                                        [Exit to the right.]

MARLOW. How's this? Sure I have not mistaken the house. Everything looks like an inn. The

                   servants cry, coming; the attendance is awkward; the bar-maid, too. But she's here, and

                    will further inform me. child? A word with you.

Enter MISS HARDCASTLE from the right.

MARLOW. child, answer me one question. What are you, and what may your business in this house be?               MISS HARDCASTLE. Yes, sir. A poor relation, appointed to keep the keys, and to see that the guests want

                        nothing in my power to give them.

MARLOW. That is, you act as the bar-maid of this inn.

MISS HARDCASTLE. Inn! O law----what brought that in your head? One of the best families in the

                          country keep an inn--Ha! ha! ha! old Mr.Hardcastle's house an inn!

MARLOW. Mr. Hardcastle's house! Is this Mr. Hardcastle's house,child?

MISS HARDCASTLE. Ay, sure! Whose else should it be?

MARLOW. So then, all's out, and I have been damnably imposed on. I shall be laughed at over the       

                     whole town.  What a silly puppy do I find myself! There again, may I be hanged, my dear, but I

                     mistook you for the bar-maid.

MISS HARDCASTLE. I'm sure I should besorry (pretending to cry) if he left the family upon my account.

                     I'msure I should be sorry if people said anything amiss, since I have no fortune but my

                      character.

MARLOW. Excuse me, my lovely girl; you are the only part of the family Ileave with reluctance. But to be

                     plain with you, the difference of our birth, fortune, and education, makes an honourable

                    connexion impossible; I can never cherish your alluring beauty and ruin your honour.

                                                                                                                             [Exit to the left.]

MISS HARDCASTLE. I never knew half his merit till now. He shall notgo, if I have power or art to detain

                      him. I'll still preserve the character in which I STOOPED TO CONQUER; [Exit to the right.]

Enter Tony and MISS NEVILLE from the left

TONY. Here she comes, we must court a bit or two more, for fear she should suspect us. [They retire, and

                                                                                                              seem to fondle.]

                            Enter MRS. HARDCASTLE from the left.

TONY. I'm sure I always loved cousin Constance's hazel eyes, and her pretty long fingers, that she twists

              this way and that over the haspicholls, like a parcel of bobbins.

MRS. HARDCASTLE.. Isn't he a sweet boy, my dear? You shall be married to-morrow, and we'll put off

              the rest of his education, like Dr. Drowsy's sermons, to a fitter opportunity.

Enter Servant1.

SERVANT1. Where's the 'squire? I have got a letter for your worship.

TONY. Give it to my mamma. She reads all my letters first.

MISS NEVILLE. Pray, aunt, let me read it. Nobody reads a cramp hand better than I. (Twitching the

               letter from him.) Do you know who it is from?

TONY. Can't tell, except from Dick Ginger, the feeder.

MISS NEVILLE. Ay, so it is. (Pretending to read.) Dear 'Squire, hoping that you're in health, as I am

                at this present. The gentlemen of the Shake-bag club has cut the gentlemen of Goose-green

               quite out of feather. (Thrusting the crumpled letter upon him.)

TONY. I would not lose the rest of it for a guinea. Here, mother, do you make it out.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Grant me patience. I shall run distracted! My rage chokes me.

MISS NEVILLE. Pardon me madam, show me some concern.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. As for you, madam, since you have got a pair of fresh horses ready, it would

                          be cruel to disappoint them. So, if you please,instead of running away with your      

                         spark, prepare, this very moment, to run off with ME. Your old aunt Pedigree will

                         keep you secure [Exit with Neville to the left.]

                      (Tony sketches a plan and leaves to the right)

(Back drop Living Room)

                     Enter SIR CHARLES and HARDCASTLE from the Right.

SIR CHARLES. Yes, Dick, but be mistook you for an uncommon innkeeper, ha! ha! ha!

HARDCASTLE. Well, I'm in too good spirits to think of anything but joy. Yes, my dear friend, this

                      union of our families will make our personal friendships hereditary;

HARDCASTLE. I tell you they DO like each other. My daughter as good as told me so.

SIR CHARLES. But girls are apt to flatter themselves, you know.

HARDCASTLE. I saw him grasp her hand in the warmest manner myself; and here he comes.

Enter MARLOW from the left.

MARLOW. I come, sir, once more, to ask pardon for my strange conduct. 

HARDCASTLE. Tut, boy, a trifle! You take it too gravely. An hour or two's laughing with my

                           daughter will set all to rights again.

HARDCASTLE. I know what has passed between you; but mum.

MARLOW. Sure, sir, nothing has passed between us.

MARLOW. I never gave her the slightest cause.

HARDCASTLE. Well, well, I like modesty in its place well enough. But this is over-acting, young

                  gentleman. You may be open. Your father and I will like you all the better for it.

MARLOW. Dear sir--I protest, sir----

HARDCASTLE. I see no reason why you should not be joined as fast as the parson can tie you.

MARLOW. But hear me, sir--

HARDCASTLE. Your father approves the match, I admire it; every moment's delay will be doing

                    mischief.

MARLOW. But why won't you hear me? We had but one interview, and that was formal, modest,

                   and uninteresting.

SIR CHARLES. And you never grasped her hand, or made any protestations?

MARLOW. I saw the lady without emotion, and parted without reluctance. I hope you'll exact no

                 farther proofs of my duty, nor prevent me from leaving a house in which I suffer so many
                              mortifications. [Exit to the left.]

SIR CHARLES. I'm astonished at the air of sincerity with which he parted.

HARDCASTLE. Here comes my daughter, and I would stake my happiness upon her veracity.

Enter MISS HARDCASTLE from the right.

HARDCASTLE. Kate, come hither, child. Answer us sincerely and without reserve: has Mr. Marlow

                        made you any professions of love and affection?

MISS HARDCASTLE. The question is very abrupt, sir. But since you require unreserved sincerity, I

                       think he has.

HARDCASTLE. (To SIR CHARLES.) You see.

SIR CHARLES. And pray, madam, have you and my son had more than one interview?

MISS HARDCASTLE. Yes, sir, several.

HARDCASTLE. (To SIR CHARLES.) You see.

SIR CHARLES. But did be profess any attachment?

MISS HARDCASTLE. A lasting one.

SIR CHARLES. Did he talk of love?

MISS HARDCASTLE. Much, sir.

SIR CHARLES. Amazing! And all this formally?

MISS HARDCASTLE. Formally.

HARDCASTLE. Now, my friend, I hope you are satisfied.

SIR CHARLES. And how did he behave, madam?

MISS HARDCASTLE. Then, what, sir, if I should convince you to your face of my sincerity? If you

             and my papa, in about half an hour, will place yourselves behind that screen, you shall hear

             him declare his passion to me in person.

SIR CHARLES. Agreed. And if I find him what you describe, all my happiness in him must have an

                           end.                                                                                      [Exit to the right.]

MISS HARDCASTLE. And if you don't find him what I describe--I fear my happiness must never

have a beginning. [Exit to the left.]

 

 

SCENE iv at the back of the Garden.

                          Enter Mrs. HARDCASTLE, NEVILLE and Tony from the left.

Mrs. HARDCASTLE. My boy, Tony, are the horses ready?

TONY. Yes Mom, We can leave. We have to travel twenty and five miles. This riding by night, by

             the bye, is cursedly tiresome. It will shake you worse than the basket of a stage-coach.

Mrs. HARDCASTLE.  twenty and five miles? Then hurry up.

TONY. Sure..Get into the coach.

                                                (On screen coach ride video)

 

Enter MRS. HARDCASTLE got from the pond, and draggled up to the waist like a mermaid.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Oh, Tony, I'm killed! Shook! Battered to death. I shall never survive it. That  

                last jolt, that laid us against the quickset hedge, has done my business.

TONY. Alack, mamma, it was all your own fault. You would be for running away by night, without

           knowing one inch of the way. By my guess we should come upon Crackskull Common, about

           forty miles from home.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. O lud! O lud! The most notorious spot in all the country. We only want a

         robbery to make a complete night.

                          HARDCASTLE stands at the right

TONY. Do you see anything like a black hat moving behind the thicket?

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Tony, I see a man coming towards us. Ah! I'm sure on't. If he perceives us,

             we are undone.

TONY. (To her.) Ah, it's a highwayman with pistols aslong as my arm. A damned ill-looking fellow.

                  you hide yourself in that thicket, and leave me to manage him. If there be any danger, I'll

                  cough, and cry hem. When I cough, be sure to keep close.

 (MRS. HARDCASTLE hides behind a tree in the back scene.)

HARDCASTLE approaches Tony

.

HARDCASTLE. I'm mistaken, or I heard voices of people in want of help. Oh, Tony! is that you? I

                 did not expect you so soon back. Are your mother and Neville in safety?

TONY. Very safe, sir, at my aunt Pedigree's. Hem.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. (From behind.) Ah, death! I find there's danger.

HARDCASTLE. But I heard a voice here;

TONY. It was I, sir, talking to myself, sir. Hem.

HARDCASTLE. I'm certain I heard two voices, and am resolved (raising his voice) to find the other

                    out.(searches for the other)

MRS. HARDCASTLE. (From behind.) Oh! he's coming to find me out. Oh!

MRS. HARDCASTLE. (Running forward from behind.) O lud! he'll murder my poor boy, my

             darling! Here, good gentleman, whet your rage upon me. (Kneels down) Take my money,

            my life, but spare that young gentleman; spare my child, if you have any mercy.

HARDCASTLE. My wife, as I'm a Christian.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Take compassion on us, good Mr.Highwayman. Take our money, our

                   watches, all we have, but spare ourlives.

HARDCASTLE. I believe the woman's out of her senses. What, Dorothy,don't you know ME?

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Mr. Hardcastle, as I'm alive! My fears blinded me. What has brought you to

       follow us?

HARDCASTLE. Sure, Dorothy, you have not lost your wits? So far from home, when you are within

          forty yards of your own door! (To him.)  This is one of your old tricks, you graceless rogue,

         you. (To her.)  Don't you know the gate, and the mulberry-tree; and don't you remember
                      the horse-pond, my dear?

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Yes, I shall remember the horse-pond (To TONY.) And it is to you, you
                                        I'll teach you to abuse your mother,I will.

                     (Tony runs to the right. She chases him)

                          Scene v Bacdrop - A Room divided with a screen

Enter HARDCASTLE and SIR CHARLES from right.

SIR CHARLES. Here, behind this screen.

HARDCASTLE. Ay, ay; make no noise. I'll engage my Kate covers him
with confusion at last.

MARLOW. By God madam! Fortune has the least importance for  me. It is your beauty that caught

            my attention first, for who could remain unmoved on seeing that beauty. What at first        

            appeared to be immodest, now strikes me as the result of courageous innocence and

             conscious virtue. I am now determined to say, madam; my father has good power of

              judgement, when he sees you, I’m sure, he would approve you.
 MISS HARDCASTLE. Sir, I must request you to be patient. Let us end our acquaintance in formal courtesy

        as it began.

MARLOW. (Kneeling.) No, madam, every moment that shows me your merit, only serves to increase my

                       diffidence and confusion.  Here let me continue----

SIR CHARLES. (comes out of the screen) I can hold it no longer. Charles, Charles, how hast thou deceived

                  me! Is this your  indifference, your uninteresting conversation?

HARDCASTLE. Your cold contempt; your formal interview! What have you to say now? you can address a

                 lady in private, and deny it in public: that you have one story for us, and another for my daughter.

   MARLOW. Daughter!--This lady your daughter?

   HARDCASTLE. Yes, sir, my only daughter; my Kate; whose else should she be?

   MARLOW. Oh, the devil!

    MISS HARDCASTLE. Yes, sir, that very identical tall squinting lady you were pleased to take me for;  

                       Ha! ha! ha!

   MARLOW. Zounds! there's no bearing this; it's worse than death!

MISS HARDCASTLE. In which of your characters, sir, will you give us leave to address you? As the

                    faltering gentleman, with looks on the ground, or the loud confident creature, Ha! ha! ha!

MARLOW. O, curse on my noisy head.

HARDCASTLE. I see it was all a mistake, and I am rejoiced to find it. Won't you forgive him, Kate? 
                            We'll all forgive you. Take courage, man.

Enter MRS. HARDCASTLE and Tony.

MRS. HARDCASTLE. Well, if Hastings has taken away Neville, he has not taken her fortune; that

              remains in this family to console us for her loss.

HARDCASTLE. Sure, Dorothy, you would not be so materialsitc? If your son, when of age, refuses

              to marry his cousin, her whole fortune is then at her own disposal.

                           Enter HASTINGS and MISS NEVILLE.

HASTINGS. (To HARDCASTLE.) For my late attempt to fly off with your niece let my present

             confusion be my punishment.

HARDCASTLE. I'm glad they're come back to reclaim their due. Come hither, Tony, boy. Do you

       refuse this lady's hand?

TONY. You know I can't refuse her till I'm of age, father.

HARDCASTLE. I must now declare you have been of age these three months.

TONY. Of age! Am I of age, father?

HARDCASTLE. Above three months.

TONY.. (Taking MISS NEVILLE's hand.) Witness all men by these presents, that I, Anthony

           Lumpkin, Esquire, of BLANK place, refuse you, Constantia Neville, spinster, of no place at

             all, for my true and lawful wife. So Constance Neville may marry whom she pleases, and

            Tony Lumpkin is his own man again.

SIR CHARLES. O brave 'squire!

HASTINGS. My worthy friend!

MRS. HARDCASTLE. My undutiful offspring!

HARDCASTLE. (Joining their hands.) Mr.Marlow, if she makes as good a wife as she has a

              daughter, I don'tbelieve you'll ever repent your bargain. So now to supper. To-morrow we

            shall gather all the poor of the parish about us, and the mistakes of the night shall be crowned

           with a merry morning.

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