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The Politician Out-Witted, a play by Samuel Low

Act 5 - Scene 1

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_ ACT V - SCENE I

SCENE I. A Street.

[Enter YOUNG LOVEYET, HUMPHRY, and a NEGRO with a trunk on his head.]

LOVEYET.
Did you hear him say so?

HUMPHRY.
Yes; he said how he was intend you should have
Miss Mary Airy, or Airy Mary, or some such a name.

LOVEYET.
Say you so, father?--I believe I shall do myself the pleasure to baulk you.
I want you to go a little way with my man; but you will be sure to make no mistake.

HUMPHRY.
No, no, never fear me; I an't so apt for to make blunders as you.

LOVEYET.
[Looking at his watch.]

'Sdeath! I should have been with her half an hour ago.
--I know I can depend on you. Here, Cuffy, go with this gentleman.

HUMPHRY.
Why, if I am a gentleman, Mr. Cuffy needn't give himself the trouble;--I can carry it myself.

CUFFY.
Tankee, massa buckaraw; you gi me lilly lif,
me bery glad;--disa ting damma heby.

[Puts down the trunk.]
--An de debelis crooka tone in a treet more worsa naw pricka
pear for poor son a bitch foot; an de cole pinch um so too!--

LOVEYET.
No, no, you shall carry it;--your head is harder than his.

HUMPHRY.
To be sure, my head is a little soft.

LOVEYET.
You must let him take it to number two hundred and
twenty-one, Broadway;--will you remember the direction?

HUMPHRY.
Yes, number two hundred and twenty-one, Broadway.

LOVEYET.
Right;--and enquire for Mr. Frankton, and tell him who it is from.

HUMPHRY.
Aye, aye, let me alone for that.

[Exit, with NEGRO.]

LOVEYET
[manet].

I think I am even with the old gentleman now;--but I lament the necessity of this conduct; and, if a man could eat and digest matrimony, without a little matter of money, I would forgive my unreasonable father, with all my heart; and he might eat his gold himself; though, by the bye, this sum of money, in equity and good conscience, is mine.--Now he wants to cross my inclination, by making me the rival of my friend;--what a strange whim! But if I don't trick him out of his project and his money too, it shall not be my fault.


[Exit.] _

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