te, and now, Mrs Vapid, I resign
myself to love and you.

_Mari._ Come, give consent, my lord,--my husband will get money, though
I have none.

_Lord._ None!--I dare say he can tell you, you will have twelve thousand
pounds in less than a year.

_Vapid._ That's a new incident!

_Mari._ Shall I? then 'faith, Mr Vapid, we'll build a theatre of our
own! you shall write plays, and I'll act them.

_Enter ENNUI._

_Ennui._ I've an idea--I give you joy, Neville.--I mean to kill time, by
living single; and, therefore, I hope, the lady and the borough may be
yours.

_Mari._ Mr Ennui, I hope you'll forgive me, and Sir Harry Hustle, the
fatigue we occasioned you?

_Ennui._ Yaw, aw--don't mention it.--The very recollection makes me
faint.--In fact--my lord, I just met one of Lady Waitfor't's servants,
who tells me she has left Bath in a rage.

_Flor._ I am afraid she has escaped too easily.

_Lord._ Oh, never think of her! I can answer for her punishment being
adequate to her crimes--Willoughby has told me all her schemes,--and if
ever I hear her name again, may I lose my peerage, and dress like a
gentleman.

_Ennui._ My lord--I've an idea--

_Vapid._ Sir, I beg your pardon; but really, if you have an idea, I will
trouble you to spare it me for my comedy.

_Ennui._ In fact--I don't comprehend. I have read your "die-all"
epilogue, and--

_Vapid._ Oh, then I don't wonder at your having ideas!

_Lord._ Oh, poor fellow! he's always talking about what he never
has.--Neville, my boy, may you be as happy as I am.

_Flor._ Ay, I'll answer for his happiness by my own.--Miss Courtney,
notwithstanding my brother, I will "still live in your eye,--die in your
lap--and be buried in your heart:" and, moreover, I will stay with you
both in England.

_Louisa._ Yes, Floriville, if you would behold pure, unsullied love,
never travel out of this country. Depend on't,

No foreign climes such high examples prove,
Of wedded pleasure, or connubial love.
Long in this land have joys domestic grown,
Nursed in the cottage--cherish'd on the throne.

THE END.

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