s with a phial--pours out a portion, and goes up
to_ Mr CADAVEROUS.]

JEL. Here, my dear Mr Cadaverous. Mercy on me!--Mr Cadaverous!--why,
he's fainted!--Mr Cadaverous! (_Screams_.) Lord help us!--why, he's
dead! Well now, this sort of thing does give one a shock, even when one
has longed for it. Yes, he's quite dead! (_Coming forward_.) So,
there's an end of all his troubles--and, thank Heaven! of mine also.
Now for Sergeant-major O'Callaghan, and--love! Now for Miss Clementina,
and--revenge? But first the will!--the will!

_Curtain drops_.

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Act 3.

MRS JELLYBAGS.

Oh dear!--this is a very long morning. I feel such suspense--such
anxiety; and poor Sergeant-major O'Callaghan is quite in a perspiration!
He is drinking and smoking down in the kitchen to pass away the time,
and if the lawyer don't come soon, the dear man will be quite fuddled.
He talks of buying a farm in the country. Well, we shall see; but if
the Sergeant thinks that he will make ducks and drakes of my money, he
is mistaken. I have not been three times a widow for nothing--I will
have it all settled upon myself; that must and shall be, or else--no
Sergeant O'Callaghan for me!

_Enter_ CLEMENTINA.

So, here you are, Miss. We'll wait till the will is read, and then we
shall see who is mistress here.

CLEM. I am as anxious as you, Mrs Jellybags. You may have wheedled my
poor uncle to make up the will in your favour; if so, depend upon it, I
shall expect nothing from your hands.

JEL. I should rather think not, Miss. If I recollect right, you threw
the carminative mixture in my face.

CLEM. And made you blush for the first time in your life.

JEL. I shall not blush to slam the door in your face.

CLEM. Rather than be indebted to you, I would beg my bread from door to
door.

JEL. I expect that you very soon will.

_Enter_ EDWARD.

EDW. My dearest Clementina, I have come to support you on this trying
occasion.

JEL. And ascertain how matters stand, before you decide upon marrying,
I presume, Mr Edward.

EDW. Madam, I am above all pecuniary considerations.

JEL. So everybody says, when they think themselves sure of money.

EDW. You judge of others by yourself.

JEL. Perhaps I do--I certainly do expect to be rewarded for my long and
faithful services.

CLEM. Do not waste words upon her, my dear.--You have my solemn
promise; nothin