MANAGEMENT: 
 
 A C M E D r, 
 
 IN FIVE ACTS. 
 AS PERFORMED AT THE 
 
 THEATRE- ROTAL, CO VENT-GARDEN. 
 
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 By FREDERICK REYNOLDS, 
 
 TH-E FOURTH EDITION. 
 
 
 LONDON: 
 
 printed by A. Straban, Printers Street', 
 FOR T. N. LONGMAN AND O. REfrS, PATERNOSTER-ROW. 
 
 1799-. 
 
 {Price Two Shillings."} 
 
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 PROLOGUE, 
 
 WRITTEN BY MR. TAYLOR. 
 SPOKEN BY MR. BETTE&TON: 
 
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 A Well-known Mufe, who labours once a-yeaty 
 And oft has found a fafe Afylum here, 
 Though Critic ilorms a Mother's fears excite. 
 With her new Offspring ventures forth to-night. 
 Confcious the features muft betray the Sire, 
 She feeks for no difguife of vain attire ; 
 What honeft Nature gave fhe brings to view, 
 And for a kind adoption refts on you. 
 Yet haply now with reafon (he appears 
 Opprefs'd with more than e'en maternal fears. 
 For fince me laft enjoy 'd your foft'ring fmile, 
 A German Rival's charms have caught our Ifle. 
 And though me knows that Rival's favor'd race, 
 With daring force combine a foft'ning grace, 
 She knows, befides, that one of native breed 
 May always hope with Britons to fucceed : 
 And hence, though fafhion call her bigot-fool, 
 She takes no leflbns from a foreign fchool 
 But with a patriot pride fhe lets you know, 
 " 'Tis Englifh Englifh, Sirs ! from top to toe ! rt 
 /While on your liberal candour we rely, 
 And Fafhion's rage with patriot zeal defy, 
 Think not our Author fees with jealous pain 
 Exotic merit Britifh laurels gain- 
 No when to Albion's hofpitable (bore 
 Misfortune flies protection to implore ; 
 Or Genius darting from a diftant fphere, 
 That mental Comet fpreads its radiance here j 
 May Britons glow with philanthropic fire, 
 Eager alike to cherifh and admire ! 
 
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 DRAMATIS PERSONS. 
 
 Captain Lavish - - - Mr. Lewis. 
 
 Mist .--.-_ Mr. Fawcett. 
 
 Worry - - - - - - Mr, Munden. 
 
 Sir Hervey Sutherland - Mr. Pope. 
 
 Alltrade ----- Mr. Farley. 
 
 Frank ------ Mr. Klanert. 
 
 Stopgap _ - - - - Mr. Simmons. 
 
 Geoffry - - - - - Mr. Davenport. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle - - - - Mrs. Davenport, 
 
 Betty ------ Miss Leserve. 
 
 Juliana Mrs. Pope. 
 
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 SCENE The Country.
 
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 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 SCENE A View of Sutherland-houfe, Park, 
 Gardens^ &c. 
 
 Enter Geo f fry and two other Servants. 
 
 Geoffry. 
 
 COME, buftle, buftle all to your feveral oc- 
 cupations. Blefs me, who'd have thought of 
 Sir Hervey coming home: go enter the houfe, 
 and prepare for his reception I'll wait his arrival 
 here. [Servants exeunt* 
 
 Enter Juliana. 
 
 Juliana. Good morning, good old Geoffry.- 
 I have once more eluded the vigilance of my per- 
 fecutor once more ftolen forth from the caftle, pur- 
 pofely to vifit this fpot j and if my father hears 
 of it, I hope he won't be angry with me : though 
 he denies me his protection, furely he will not pre- 
 clude me from contemplating fcenes that remind 
 me of him and my dear Mother ! why, what's the 
 matter? you feem agitated. 
 
 Geoffry, Well I may, Mifs Juliana your father 
 b is
 
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 is arrived from Italy, and I expect him here this 
 very day. 
 
 Juliana. Expect my father ! 
 
 Geoffry. Ay; after an abfe nee of thirteen years, 
 I expect Sir Hervey once more at Sutherland-houfe: 
 look, here's his letter. 
 
 Juliana (f Hatching the letter ', reading and kiffing 
 it). Oh, I'm fo happy [ 1 fhall at laft behold, 
 perhaps embrace him. 
 
 Geoffry. Nay, I fear otherwifej Sir Hervey is of 
 a mod unforgiving difpofition, and the wrongs 
 your mother put upon him were of a nature not 
 eafily to be forgotten. 
 
 Juliana. Wrongs ! what wrongs, Geoffry ? is 
 the dar k tale for ever to be concealed from me ? 
 I am deferted by my father, and not to know the 
 caufe ! Come, good old man! remember, you pro- 
 mifed you would one day tell me, and fince we arc 
 alone, and may not have another opportunity, 
 come now unveil the myftery how, how did my 
 mother wrong him ? 
 
 Geoffry. Well then, to keep my word Sir Hervey 
 ever was, and I fear ever will be, a dupe to fafhion 
 and its follies: he gamed, he intrigued and though 
 in his heart devoted to Lady Sutherland, he forfook 
 her and his home for fcenes of riot and diflipation. 
 
 Juliana. Unfortunate infatuation ! 
 
 Geoffry. Lady Sutherland a long while bore this 
 with fortitude and refignationj but young, beautiful, 
 and accomplifhed, furrounded by admirers and 
 neglected by her hufband, (he at laft liftened to the 
 addreffes of an artful and defigning villain, who 
 convinced her of Sir Hervey's infidelity, and, by 
 means of forged letters and other artifices, perfuaded 
 her to elope with him. 
 
 Juliana. Indeed! 
 
 Geoffry %
 
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 Geoffry. 'Tis too true, madam; but her guilt was 
 of (hort duration: in a few days (he came back to 
 that houfe, all penitence and fhame. I (hall never 
 forget the day. I told Sir Hervey of her return, 
 and he in a fit of rage and madnefs bid me fhuc 
 the door againft her ; this fhe overheard : 'twas too 
 much for a tender nature like hers : fhe fled, and 
 foon after died died of a broken heart ! 
 
 Juliana (burfiing into tears). Oh, for mercy ! 
 my poor, poor mother ! 
 
 Geoffry. You were then but eight years old, and 
 till that hour the idol of Sir Hervey: but your 
 likenefs to your mother foon making him wifh to 
 avoid you, you v/ere removed to the cattle; where 
 he inverted Mrs. Dazzle with the unlimited power 
 of a guardian over you, and which I fear fhe has 
 exerted like a tyrant. 
 
 Juliana. Yes. J Sir Hervey could not mean that 
 I mould be her prifoner! -But go on : he went 
 abroad 
 
 Geoffry. He did to Naples, where he has 
 ever fince refided : and now, what think you, 
 madam? do you blame the living or the 
 dead ? 
 
 Juliana. I have no right to condemn either but 
 in my mind the hufband who neglects an amiable 
 wife is refponfible for alf the evils that enfue. 
 Died of a broken heart ! oh, that he had but par- 
 doned her ! then he had had a wife, and I a mo- 
 ther to confole me ! but now Do I indeed 
 
 refemble her ? 
 
 Geoffry. You do you do. 
 
 Juliana. Thank Heaven ! ^-1 may forgive her, 
 though my father never can. 
 
 Worry (freaking without). This way, my lad 
 this way. 
 
 b 2 Juliana.
 
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 Juliana. Ha! there's Sir Hervey! though I 
 wifh, you don't know how I dread to fee him : let 
 me be gone. 
 
 Geojfry. No, 'tis only Worry, his old faithful fol- 
 lower; honeft foul! heand yourfather were foftered by 
 the fame nurfe j and, though long finee in eafy inde- 
 pendent circumftances, he ftill follows Sir Hervey 
 from motives of affeclion. Suppofe you afk him 
 to be a mediator for you. 
 
 Juliana. Not now another time, another time 
 I muft return to my prifon : but though I fhed 
 tears over the fate of my mother, don't fancy I up- 
 braid my father. ^No ! I feel for both and let 
 him ftill avoid, ftill punifti and abandon me, I 
 know his motive : and the fond hope that he will 
 one day prove a parent to me, will make me bear 
 even greater ills with patience. Oh ! may that 
 day be not far off! for 'twill be theproudeft and the 
 happieft of my life. [Exit, 
 
 Enter Worry and a Servant. 
 
 Worry* Mind, do as I order you ; when the 
 baggage arrives let me know. (Exit Servant.) What 
 Geoff! give me your hand, old Geoff! Sir Her- 
 vey is but a ftage behind. 'Slife ! I thought we 
 fhould never fhake hands again. 
 
 Geoffry. So did I j 'tis thirteen years (Jhaking 
 bands and looking hard at Worry) ; but, heyday ! 
 how you are altered, Mafter Worry ! 
 
 Worry. Yes, I'm not the fame man I was. 
 
 Geoffry. So I fee ; but how has it happened ? 
 
 Worry. I don't know 1 lead a different fort of 
 life I think ; and I'm afraid I drink a great deal. 
 
 Geoffry. You drink 1 you that ufed to be the 
 moft temperate, fobe r 
 
 Worry.
 
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 Worry, Ay ; and I ufed to hate cards, you know ; 
 now I could play all day : I ufed to break ap- 
 pointments j now I come an hour before my time -, 
 - and I that always laid in bed till noon, now con- 
 ftantly rife with the crowing of the cock. 
 
 Geoffry. Why, what the deuce, are you mad? 
 
 Worry. No I'm married. I've got a loving 
 jealous wife ! -and whilft Sir Hervey is continually 
 miferable becaufe Lady Sutherland ran away from 
 
 him, here am I 1 tell you what, Geoff if Mrs. 
 
 Worry were to run away from me, I'm fure I mould 
 be too much of a philofopher to repine on the 
 occafion. 
 
 Geoffry. What! and is Sir Hervey likewife al- 
 tered ? or does he dill go on rioting in diflipation 
 and extravagance ? 
 
 Worry. Worfe and worfe only yefterday he 
 employed Mr. Alltrade to raife five thoufand pounds 
 for him on his bond offered a premium of fifty per 
 .cent, and the moment he receives the money, away 
 it will go in galas or at the gaming table No, I 
 beg pardon not at the gaming table now*a- days 
 no money ever goes there. 
 
 Geoffry. What! have they left off playing ? 
 
 Worry. No but they've left off paying ; and 
 that's the reafon the faro banks are knocked up 
 when people only play for love, friendfhip won't 
 induce them to keep open houfe. But Mifs Suther- 
 land there's Sir Hervey's greater!: plague. A 
 meeting with her was his chief motive for leaving 
 Italy, and now we understand fhe vindicates her 
 mother, and takes part againft him. 
 
 Geoffry. She is belied, cruelly belied ! 
 
 Worry. Nay j we have it from the beft authority, 
 Mrs. Dazzle the lady who brought her up, 
 and for whom I have a meffage but of this be 
 
 b 3 aflurexl,
 
 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 afiured, Geoff; Sir Hervey's cafe isn't half fa 
 defperate as mine: he's only tormented by a 
 daughter who will try to break his heart, but I've 
 got a jealous wife, who will actually break my 
 head, heart, and purfe firings. 
 
 Re-enter Servant. 
 
 Servant. Sir, the baggage is come. 
 
 Worry. You hear Mrs. Worry is arrived. r 
 Come, will you go and be introduced ? 
 
 Geqffry. With all my heart but mind now 
 you'll one day find that Mrs. Dazzle has traduced 
 Mifs Sutherland, and only becaufe fhe was a great 
 favourite of her late hufband's. He was a diftanc 
 relation, you know, and I did hope would have re- 
 membered her in his will but no he, like the 
 reft of her family- he has forgotten htr ! 
 
 Worry. To be fure ; who ever got any good 
 by thefe diftant relations ? Mrs. Worry has a 
 little thoufand ; and do you know my apartments 
 are fo conftantly cram'd with coufins, neices, uncles, 
 aunts, and grandmothers, that at dinner-time I 
 never get a chair to fit upon I eat flying ! And 
 talk of the comforts of a fire- fide, curfe me if I've 
 been within ten yards of mine fince the day 1 was 
 married : not that I complain of cold though 
 my houfe is warm enough, I promife you : but 
 come along j and forry am I to be convinced of 
 Mifs Sutherland's ingratitude. Were fhe the girl 
 you defcribe, I would not only be her friend and 
 advocate, but if Sir Hervey refufed to protect her, 
 ] would myfelf be a father to her. [Exeunt.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 7 
 
 SCENE An Apartment in the Caftle. 
 Enter Mrs. Dazzle and Betty. 
 
 "Betty. Even fo, ma'am; Mifs Juliana firft 
 robbed you of your huiband's friendihip, and now 
 of theCapcain's love. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle, Oh, the little viper ! but I know 
 how to be amply revenged : the great object of her 
 life is a reconciliation with her father; this I have 
 already prevented, and will Mill prevent. But the 
 Captain, Betty do you think he has ferious views? 
 
 Betty. He ferious !. what Captain Lavifh prefer 
 Juliana Sutherland without a fhilling, to the widow 
 Dazzle with a netteftate of five thoufand a-year S 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. That's true : I married little 
 Jerry for his fortune, and I am certainly fole hei- 
 rcfs to be fure I hav'nt yet feen the will, becaufe 
 he died in London : but 1 expect his agent Mr. 
 Alltrade with it every moment, and then, Betty ! 
 poor Juliana ! I hope the Captain will allow her 
 half pay. 
 
 Betty. Oh you're too' liberal, ma'am but fee I 
 here comes Mr. Alltrade with the will. 
 
 Enter Alltrade. 
 
 Alltrade. Well ! madam, as good as my word, 
 you fee : this moment arrived with my friend Sir 
 Hervey. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. You are very kind, Mr. Alltrade ; 
 but there was no occafion to be" in any hurry 
 every body knows how little Jerry loved me. 
 
 Alltrade. Oh, there's no doubt that the will is 
 completely in your favour; but you had better open 
 it, left there fhould be any fmall bequeft or 
 legacies 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Well, to oblige you I'll juft cat 
 my eye over it {takes the will from Alltrade) 
 b 4 Poq'
 
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 Poor Jerry! he ufed to fay he mould fall a martyr 
 to love. {Reads will) : " By this my lad will, I 
 <f Jeremiah Dazzle give and bequeath all the pro- 
 * { perty of which 1 die pofTefled unto that mod 
 
 " lovely and accomplifhed of her fex" Spare 
 
 me fpare a poor widow's blufhes, Mr. Alltrade. 
 Alltrade. Nay ! it's not more than you deferve. 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Oh, Sir! {curt/eying then reads 
 on ;) c< unto that moft lovely and accomplifhed of 
 her fex, Juliana Sutherland" Juliana ! why, Mr. 
 Alltrade ! {Half crying. ) 
 Alltrade. Go on. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle {reads on). " Juliana Suther- 
 " land, whom being defcrted by her father, I take 
 " a pride in adopting. But my will further is, that 
 " fhe hold the faid property no longer than Ihe re- 
 ' mains unmarried. In cafe (he marries, I give the 
 " fame to my widow Deborah Dazzle. And my 
 " only motive for thus tying up my coufin Juliana, 
 <c is to fave her from entering into a ftate to which 
 
 " I fell a martyr." Why it's a forgery ! he 
 
 could not dared not ! 
 
 Alltrade. Nay there's no doubt that it's genu- 
 ine but be compofed doesn't Mifs Sutherland 
 live in this houfe ? 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. She does. 
 
 Alltrade. Then it dawns ! it glares upon me ! 
 Mark if fhe marries, the eftate devolves to you 
 are not thefe Mr. Dazzle's words! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. They are : and I only wifh I had 
 been behind him when he wrote them! 
 - Alltrade. Well : be patient don't deftroy the 
 will, becaufe that's a ferious bufinefs {pulling up 
 bis neckcloth) : only conceal it till you get Juliana 
 a hufband then ihe forfeits the legacy, and you 
 > ne heirefs to a hundred thoufand pounds. 
 
 Mrs.
 
 M ANAGEMEN T. 9 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Why that looks well but how ? 
 the Captain won't marry her. 
 
 Alltrade. No, but I will j in the firft place her 
 being in this houfe will give me numberlefs oppor- 
 tunities ; and in the next I am employed by Sir 
 Hervey to raife five thoufand pounds for him on 
 his bond now if we can get Juliana to join in it, 
 I mail have them both fo completely in my power, 
 that if I fail in the character of a lover, I may 
 fucceed in that of a creditor : you underftand. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. I do excellent ! and as a re- 
 ward for your trouble 
 
 Alltrade. I only afk a third of the eftate. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Granted it is a bargain. 
 
 Alltrade. Say you fo ? then let's to work in- 
 ftantly and look here comes one who, from his 
 influence over Sir Hervey, we mult fecure as a 
 confederate. 
 
 Enter Worry. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Worry, my old acquaintance ! 
 I give you joy of your marriage, and fincerely wilh 
 you may never know the pangs of widowhood. 
 
 Alltrade. And (o do I with all my heart, 
 Worry. 
 
 Worry. And I wim with all my foul you'd both 
 keep your withes to yourfelves. (AJide.') But I waic 
 upon you, madam, from Sir Hervey : from your 
 account of Mifs Sutherland's undutiful and indif- 
 creet conduct, he perfifts in not feeing her, and 
 therefore while he ftays in the country, he begs 
 me may be more clofely confined than e ver. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. I'll do all I can j but (he is fo art- 
 ful and defigning, that for my part Idon't think 
 fhe'll ever be fafe till (he gets a hufband to pro- 
 tect: her. 
 
 Alltradi.
 
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 Alltrade. Nor I ; and I'll tell you a fecret, 
 Worry I love her, and wifli to be that hufband : 
 and fince, from my humble birth and inferior fitu- 
 atton, I cannot afpire to gaining Sir Hervey's con- 
 sent, will you aid and aflift the marriage ? 
 
 Worry. With all my heart the more matches the 
 better. When one's in a (crape onefelf, nothing's 
 f& eonfoling as to fee all one's friends in the fame 
 fituation. (Afide.) I'll aflift you but about the 
 bond have you raifed the five thoufand pounds. 
 
 Alltrade. No j and 1 defpair of fuccefs the 
 friend I applied to wants Mifs Sutherland to join. 
 
 Worry. She join ! why (he's as poor 
 
 Alltrade. \ know but he fays (he has rich re- 
 lations-T-may have a handfome legacy in fhort, 
 it will mend the fecurity : therefore let Sir Hervey 
 know this, and he will fee the neceffity of com- 
 manding her to fign inftantly. ( Worry is going.) 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Good day, Worry I (hall be al- 
 ways glad to fee you : and becaufe there's a hatch- 
 ment over my door, don't fancy this is abfolutely 
 the houfe of mourning. 
 
 Worry. No, ma'am j I I -(laughing and try- 
 ing to conceal it). 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Why, what do you laugh at ? - 
 fpeak out you won'c offend me. 
 
 Worry. Shan't I, ma'am? then begging your 
 pardon, you need'nt have caution'd me ; for I al- 
 ways look on a hatchment outfide of a widow's 
 houfe like a fign over an inn a certain emblem 
 of revelry and good cheer. And when I'm a 
 widower oh ! oh ! oh ! (/hakes his head, Jighs, and 
 iy.it ) 
 
 Alltrade. So far, fo well; he's in our intereft-^- 
 but to get this bond out of Sir Hervey's hands, we 
 mud at lead advance a few hundreds, and where 
 to raife even thofe fur my part I haven't a guinea. 
 
 Mrs,
 
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 Mrs. Dazzle. Nor I now a {hilling ! (Jtghing) 
 por do I know where to raife one ? 
 
 Alltrade. No! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. No ; unlefs indeed Mr. Mift the 
 manager of our country theatre- 
 
 Alltrade. What I the quondam filverfmich of 
 Cheapfide ! he's an old friend of mine, 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle* Is he ? then you may aid my 
 fuit. You muft know, fmitten with the love of 
 fame, eager to acquire the reputation of wit and 
 genius, I have written a moft magnificent play, 
 which of courfe I am all anxiety to fee adted ; he 
 has already promifed to come and read it, and if it 
 meets with his approbation, very likely he may 
 advance the money neceflfary to pay Sir Hervey. 
 
 Alltrade. True fuppofe I haften his vifit I'll 
 feek him. inftantly j and whilft you keep Juliana 
 put of fight, I'll keep the will out of fight {put- 
 ting will in his pocket).-* And with regard to the 
 play, if you get money by it, depend on'c you'll 
 get reputation alfo j one generally follows the other. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. So it does and how the cafe is 
 aker'd ? formerly wits had no money, and now he 
 that has no money has no wit ; for whilft a bad 
 joke will be applauded from the head of a great 
 * able, a good one will be loft if fpoken by him 
 who has nothing but wit to recommend him ! but 
 away to the manager let the war begin, and doubt 
 not our victory ! [Exeunt,
 
 MAN AG EMENT. 
 
 SCENE Outfide of the "Theatre. 
 
 Enter Stopgap {from the Bos-office), 
 
 Stopgap. Pooh I'll fit there picking my teeth 
 no longer ; (lay for ever, there won't be a place 
 taken ; for well as Mr. Mift might underftand 
 concluding a (hop, he knows fo little how to 
 manage a theatre, that during the time I have been 
 prompter, treafurer, box-book-keeper, and deputy 
 manager, there have been only three boxes taken 
 and they were by particular friends, who thought 
 they did him an honour by coming in with orders 
 
 pfha ! I'll go heh ? who'* here ? aha ? 
 
 a flat at laft ! 
 
 Enter Alltrade. 
 
 Stopgap, This way, Sir, there's the office have 
 a front row in any part of the houfe, Sir 
 
 Alltrade. Sir, I want to fpeak to Mr. Mift 
 where is he ? (Stopgap holds down his head). 
 "Why don't you anfwer me ? where can I find him? 
 
 Stopgap. He's walking on the London road 
 you'll find him there, all anxiety, looking out for 
 the new Harlequin whom we expecl every hour 
 by the flow waggon. 
 
 Alltrade. Expect Harlequin by the flow wag- 
 gon ! 
 
 Stopgap. Yes, Sir : and between you and me, 'tis 
 iiigh time he came; we play to (hocking houfes 
 laft night to Hamlet we were obliged to make a 
 fhew, by fhoving the band into the pit, the orange 
 women into the boxes, and the door-keepers into 
 the galleries.^ Indeed no wonder at it, for Mr. 
 Mift himfelf played Hamlet. 
 
 Alltrade,
 
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 Alltrade. The old tradefman aft Hamlet! 
 
 Stopgap. Even fo he always will ad the befi: 
 part but here he comes, and fpite of the bad 
 houfes, all buftle, life, and animation 1 
 
 Enter Mist. 
 
 Mifi. Damn that flow waggon not here 'till 
 feafon's over however, fure of tol lol houfe to- 
 night fine day ftrong bill nothing againfl 
 what Jack ! Jack Alltrade ! why what brings you 
 
 to this oh ! oh ! fly dog ! written a Farce 
 
 can't get it acted in London and fo come 
 Alltrade. Not I upon my honour. 
 Mifi. Want an engagement then! what's your 
 Hne? Ben, Scrub, and Calliban; or Richard, Romeo,, 
 and the tiptops no difference though tragedy or 
 comedy play which you will, Jack fure to en- 
 tertain audience he ! he! he! 
 
 Alltrade. Why 'Slife here's an alteration ! 
 when I laftlaw you, you were leaving off trade with 
 a capital fortune, and retiring into the country freer 
 from the cares and vexation of bufinefs. 
 
 Mifi. Hem ! much you know of the matter 
 when 1 loft care and vexation, loft my two befi: 
 friends. 
 
 Alltrade. Care and vexation your beft friends !' 
 Mijl. Yes : couldn't tell what to do with myfelf 
 all day long watching clock, or yawning at ftreet 
 door could'nt bear it hardly alive thought of 
 opening new fhop when one lucky day ! play 
 houfe put up at auction always had theatrical 
 twift fo bid handfomely knock'd down at large 
 fum to be fure but what then ? been happy ever 
 fmce had care and vexation in abundance but 
 
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 i 4 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 mum fhan't flop here London Covent Garderi 
 Drury Lane they're my object ! 
 
 Alltrade. Indeed ! then why not make them 
 your object now ? .why not engage London play- 
 ers ? 
 
 Mift, Um ! (/napping his fingers) that for 
 London players and that for London authors 
 foon have beft actor and fineft writer living -hen i 
 know who I mean ? (mimics Harlequin.) 
 
 Alltrade. Harlequin ! 
 
 Mift. Right back his wooden fword againft 
 their wooden heads bring all Europe young and 
 old boys little babies, and full grown babies : and 
 then for falary only twelve millings a week, and 
 fare of flow waggon whereas thefe London gen- 
 tlemen, with their ten pounds a night and poll 
 
 ehaifes and four befides, won't do here ? don't 
 
 I come from London ? don't I act Hamlet, and 
 to what ? not enough to pay the lighting ? but 
 can't flay muft go look after the tricks muft 
 get all fmooth 'gainft great man's arrival. 
 
 Alltrade. Nay : I've an invitation for you 
 Mrs. Dazzle is extremely anxious about her play, 
 and requefts you'd wait upon her. 
 
 Mift. I wait! who's manager? befides d d 
 
 fluff I fuppofe. 
 
 Alltrade. That I can't fay but when I tell you, 
 fhe is a lady I have the greateft regard for 
 
 Mift. Enough come this evening be there 
 before doors open till when, in the words of 
 Hamlet, Remember me ! 
 
 Alltrade. Hamlet ! in the words of the Ghoft, 
 you mean. 
 
 Mift. Yes : but when I act Hamlet, play the 
 Ghoft too always take every good fpeech in the 
 
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 MANAGEMENT. i; 
 
 play and whip into my part I'm manager- 
 he ! he! he ! 
 
 Alltrade. Well, adieu and after the reading, 
 I'll look in at the theatre. 
 
 Mijl. Do fhan't coft you a farthing put you 
 in at ftage door, and fit in my box Strong bill to- 
 nightBeggar's Opera in two acts Filch by a 
 gentleman of the law, being his firft and laft ap- 
 pearance on any ftage after which, a grand fpec- 
 tacle of my own writing, called " Gulliver the 
 <c Great." In the firft acT, all the characters will 
 be killed in the fecond, introduced their execu- 
 tors, adminiftrators, and afligns but come and 
 
 judge.* 1 fay though, when new pantomime 
 
 comes out, trouble you not to walk about the 
 town, Jack. 
 
 Alltrade. Why? 
 
 Mijl. Why ! who'll pay to look at my clown, 
 when they can fee you for nothing he 1 he ! he ! 
 come along, Stop. \Exeunt. 
 
 THE END OF THE fIRST ACT.
 
 i6 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 SCENE Outfide of the Caflle. 
 
 Enter Sir Hervey Sutherland, Worry, and 
 Geoffry. 
 
 Sir Hervey. 'Sdeath ! how mortifying ! how 
 perplexing ! and yet, without the money, inevit- 
 able ruin follows. Are you fure that was Mr. 
 Alltrade's meflfage ? 
 
 Worry. Yes, Sir; he cannot raife the five 
 thoufand pounds unlefs Mifs Juliana joins in the 
 bond. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Well, be it fo. Enter the caftle 
 inftantly, and tell her 'tis by my command j the 
 firft and laft requeft her father ever will make to 
 her begone [Worry exit~\. And now, old 
 man, obey my orders let there be mafks and 
 dancing I cannot encounter folitude that leads 
 to thought, and thought engenders madnefs j and 
 I muft plunge 'midft any fpecies of fociety to fave 
 me from myfelf: therefore, let the doors of Su- 
 therland-houfe once more be opened, and let re- 
 velry and good cheer welcome my return. 
 
 Geoffry. I (hall obey, Sir. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Give general invitation to my 
 friends. 
 
 Geoffry- Your friends ! Oh, I'm glad of that, 
 Sir then I hope I know one who will be of the 
 party. 
 
 Sir
 
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 Sir Hervey. Indeed ! who, Geoffry ? 
 
 Geoffry. With fubmifiion, Mifs Juliana, Sir 
 don't be angry but if the title of friend admits 
 any one into your houfe, in my mind none ought 
 to be more welcome than your own daughter. 
 
 Sir Hervey. How ! have a care, Sir. 
 
 Geoffry, Nay, you are deceived, cruelly de- 
 ceived , fhe has no hope, no wifli beyond you : 
 only this very morning, with tears in her eyes, (he 
 exclaimed, " The day that reconciles me to my 
 ,{ father will be the proudeft and the happieft of 
 " my life I" Thefe were her words and now, to 
 fee her imprifoned ! (pointing to the cajile.') 
 
 Sir Hervey (Jnuch agitated). Did (he did fhe 
 fay this, Geoffry ? 
 
 Geoffry. She did, Sir and at the fame time (he 
 put on fuch a fweet fafcinating look exactly fuch 
 a one as her late mother . 
 
 Sir Hervey. Who, Sir ? 
 
 Geoffry. Such a one as poor Lady Sutherland, 
 Sir, 
 
 Sir Hervey. Diftra&ion ! you've raifed the 
 latent fury here; and I would fooner prefs a viper 
 to my bread than the image of a woman who had 
 fo wronged me. I'll hear no more befides, 
 this is all artifice I've been informed how well 
 /he loves her father; and for the imprifonment 
 you talk of, I fan&ion and approve it. Better be 
 even cloiftered thus, than only come into the 
 world to vindicate and (hare a falfe, falfe mother's 
 Crimes. 
 
 Geoffry. What ! can Mrs. Dazzle be bafe 
 enough 
 
 Sir Hjervey. Peace, old man on pain of your 
 
 difmiflfal utter not a word againft that beft of 
 
 women and of friends. Attend me home, and 
 
 c inftantly
 
 i3 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 inftantly make preparation for fplendid hofpt- 
 tality. (Going.) 
 
 Geoffry. Look, Sir ! only look ! there's poor 
 Mifs Juliana fitting at her prifon window ! fee, 
 how innocent and how melancholy fhe appears ! 
 Suppofe now you were juft to (lay and and 
 fpeak to her, Sir. 
 
 Sir Hervey. I fpeak ! away ! lead not my 
 mind to thoughts that madden whilft they charm 
 me No in the hufband's wrongs I'll bury all the 
 fond, fond feelings of the father. (Going, Geoffry 
 J] ops him.) 
 
 Geoffry. Nay, Sir, only turn and take one look 
 at her 
 
 Sir Hervey. I dare not I dare not {rujhes 
 out t followed by Geoffry). 
 
 SCENE An Apartment in the Cajlle. 
 Enter Juliana. 
 
 Juliana. Oh, what a fate is mine 1 a father, 
 whom I haven't feen from infancy, and now fo near 
 me< 'and I'm denied the fight of him nay more, 
 am told that, by his orders, this place is ftill to be 
 my prifon. Oh, my mother ! I feel my heart, like 
 yours, can't long fupport it. (JVeeps.) I fhall 
 foon follow thee! 
 
 Enter Worry. 
 
 Worry. So, there fhe is what a frightful, un- 
 dutiful countenance ! Oh, flie'll fee us all ftarve 
 before Madam ! 
 
 "Juliana. As I live, the man that Geoffry fpoke 
 of what can he want? (Advances towards him.) 
 May Iafk I hope Sir Hervey's well ? 
 
 Worry,
 
 MANAGEMENT. i 9 
 
 Worry. No, he's very ill, I'm very much 
 obiiged to you. 
 
 Juliana. Ill ! heavens! what's his com- 
 plaint ? 
 
 Worry. An ungrateful daughter! Your par- 
 don, ma'am perhaps I'm fomewhat blunt but 
 I have lived with Sir Hervey thefe twenty years : 
 if he has faults to others, he has none to me; and 
 though the world deferts him, it is my duty to 
 (land or fall with him. 
 
 Juliana, Well, I applaud your zeal ; but why, 
 why charge me with ingratitude ? 
 
 Worry. Becaufe you are his enemy ; becaufe 
 you take the part of her who bafely wrong'd him. 
 
 Juliana. Hold, cenfure me as much as you 
 pleafe ; but breathe not a fyilable againft my 
 mother. 
 
 Worry. There! you avow it; you juftify 
 
 Juliana. No but I feel for her; 1 lament her- 
 fate : that confolation Sir Hervey cannot deny me. 
 And let him know me before he condemns me ; 
 for how can that child be called ungrateful who 
 never had an opportunity of evincing either her 
 duty or affection ? 
 . Worry. How ! 
 
 Juliana. I never wronged him ; and even in my 
 infancy he fhut his doors againft me. I am his 
 child ; and by denying his protection, he has ex- 
 poled me to the ielf-fame fnares my mother fell a 
 martyr to. I've not difgraced I've ever loved 
 him : and let him give me but the trial oh ! let 
 him take me to his heart ; and if the carefies of an 
 affectionate daughter do not atone for the errors of 
 a mifguided mother, then let him caft me from 
 him ; but till then let him not accufe me of in- 
 gratitude. 
 
 c 1 Worry.
 
 2d MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Worry, What ! and you'd how handfomc^ 
 
 fhe looks ! you'd be loving and dutiful ? 
 
 Juliana. Oh yes I'd watch, I'd nurfe him 
 weep as he wept, and blefs each fmile that cheered 
 him : and when time had mellowed his grief into a 
 fweet remembrance of my mother's lofs, then I'd 
 retrieve her honour in the grave : in my un- 
 varied truth, all, all fhould be forgotten. I would 
 revive the friendfhip that he bore her, and (he 
 fhould live again in Juliana. 
 
 Worry. Blefs my foul ! ; now only think of my 
 not marrying fuch a woman ! and if he wanted 
 money, and you had it to lend him 
 
 Juliana. If I had millions, I would devote them 
 all to him. 
 
 Worry. Old Geoff's right. May I never go to 
 Heaven if me isn't an angel ! and if the widow 
 isn't fomething elfe, may I go fomewhere elfe. 
 
 Juliana. Ay, Mrs. Dazzle j (lie is my perfe- 
 cutor : from the hour I accidentally interfered with 
 her in Captain Lavifh's affection, fhe 
 
 Worry. Captain Lavifh ! what, your father's 
 antagonist the man who two years ago fought 
 him in Switzerland ? 
 
 Juliana. Alas ! the fame. 
 
 Worry. And did you return his affection? 
 
 Juliana. What could I do ? he rifked his own 
 life to fave mine 'tis but a fhort and fimple tale 
 One day, when I had liberty to ride within the pre- 
 cincts of the caftle, my horfe ran away with me, 
 and he in flopping it broke his arm : I could do 
 no lefs than confefs the obligation ; and fince his 
 recovery, often vifning Mrs. Dazzle, our intimacy 
 encreafed, and gratitude grew into love. 
 
 Worry, And all the time did you know of the 
 duel? 
 
 Juliana.
 
 MANAGEMENT. ai 
 
 Juliana. No; till yefterday I never heard of it; 
 and t'ien I inftantly informed him, that though Sir 
 Hervey neglected his duty to me, I could never 
 forget mine to him, and nothing mould induce me 
 to receive that man as a lover, who defigned to be 
 the murderer of my father. (Worry crojfes her 
 as if going] Why, what's the matter? where are 
 you going ? 
 
 Worry. To Sir Hervey ; to bid him remove you 
 from the protection of a hypocrite, and place you 
 under his own. 
 
 Juliana. Oh, will you will you be fo generous? 
 Indeed in this caftle I am not fafe a moment. 
 
 Worry. No nor any body elfe; for the roof 
 will tumble in to a certainty j but I'll go directly : 
 and if I fail, and the war continues let the enemy 
 look to it I've ferved many a hard campaign, and 
 though not lately in the battles abroad, thanks to 
 Mrs. Worry I've feen pretty warm fervice at home ; 
 and fooner than you mould remain under the rod of 
 a tyrant, I'd ftorm the caftle, and revive the age 
 of chivalry: yes I would I " Will Worry," 
 the married man ! So retire, and wait my coming, 
 madam I'll not be long. 
 
 Juliana. I'm fure you will not: and pray remind 
 my father, that I have fuffered in my turn ; that 
 we are partners in calamity, and by meeting we 
 might divide and diffipate each other's woes. Tell 
 him but you know my thoughts, and to your 
 conduct I commit a caufe on which my hope, my 
 happinefs, my -life depends ! [Exeunt, 
 
 CI
 
 2t MANAGEMENT. 
 
 SCENE Another Apartment in the Cajlle, Mrs. 
 Dazzle and Mist difcovered fitting at a 'Table 
 Mist with a Manufcript in his Hand. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Now then, Mr. Mist now begin 
 the play : but remember, 1 haven't quite finifhed ir. 
 
 Mijl {reading). " Mary Queen of Scots, a grand 
 tl heroic drama ; with new fcenes, new drejfes, new 
 ct decorations ', new" hem : that's my affair I'm 
 manager 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Oh, certainly, Sir 
 
 Mijl {reading). " Scene the firfi a room in a 
 tc CaJlle~-the.Duke of Norfolk dijcozered with a hey 
 ts in his hand. The Duke Now, by my holy dame, 
 " with this fame key, Jockey of Norfolk, thou'lt 
 " unlock the gate of Scottifh Mary's prifon ! He 
 " unlocks ihe gate and leads forth Mary. Befhrew 
 <f me, but your fafe, and fo good morrow, good 
 " Queen Elizabeth !" (Mist lays down the play, 
 end rifes:) Won't do won't bring fixpence refufe 
 it I refufe it! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. How ! why I flattered myfelf I 
 had caught the true Shakfperian fire. 
 
 Mijl. And fuppofe you had what then ? played 
 Hamlet lafl: night under ten pounds ; and I fay 
 that's a bad play that brings a bad houfe. Harle- 
 quin and Abraham Newland they're the only pul- 
 ling writers, except indeed the Germans ; and 
 there! there I'm beforehand with the Londoners 
 mum mine's a German Harlequin he ! he! 
 However, try another page if that's not better, 
 don't you finifh play audience will finifh it for 
 you. {Reads play :) 
 
 " Enter
 
 MANAGEMENT. 2, 
 
 <c Enter Queen Elizabeth and Burleigh. The 
 u Queen Go to we'll nip'em i'the bud. Why, 
 " how now, rebels? for this treacherous queen, 
 *' convey her to the tower and there, good Bur- 
 " leigh You take the hint Away! Burleigh 
 "carries off Mary 'and" {here Mist is inter- 
 rupted by hud rattling at ft age door) You hear 
 applaufe interrupts us. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Who can it be? dear! was there 
 ever any thing fo unlucky ?. 
 
 Mift. Not at all ; for this relief much thanks 
 (taking up his hat and cane). Decided, in my 
 opinion firft night difapprobation fecond, under 
 expences third, nobody but the author. Yours, 
 devotedly yours. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Nay, I infill you don't fiir (noife at 
 door again). You hear ! do only be kind enough 
 to ftep into the next room, and I'll get rid of this in- 
 trufive perfon in a moment: come now, indulge an 
 anxious author; and confider though it don't read, 
 it may aft well. 
 
 Mift, That's true; nothing reads worfe than 
 pantomime; but in reprefentation ! Oh gods ! and 
 goddeflTes ! give me the manufcript I'll indulge 
 you (Jakes the play) one two only four afls ! 
 never mind if play's bad, lefs of bad thing the 
 better if good, I and my copy i ft foon cobble up 
 fifth aft for you but I'm gone (Gri^g, returns) 
 Mum ! ever fee Gulliver the Great ? that was our 
 writing to be fure audience damn'd it the firft 
 night, but what then ? Theatre's mine! fo gave 
 'em a dofe of it; acted it fifty nights running re- 
 venged myfelf there he! he! he! and in like 
 manner always will maintain dignity ! always, as 
 long as I'm P. M., Peter Mift and M. P. 
 manager of a play houfe ! [Exit. 
 
 c 4 JVks.
 
 , + MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Mrs. Ddzzle. Now then, for this tormento r . < 
 (opens door 3 and enter Juliana): You Mifs! how 
 dare you 
 
 Juliana. Oh, madam ! I'm fo terrified ! even 
 now, Mr. Alltrade, a total ftranger, propofed mar- 
 riage to me j and told me that, aided by his own 
 me it and your intereft, he didn't doubt of fuccefs, 
 Nay, on my refufing him, he abfqlutely threatened 
 to ufe force. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. And on this account you fled from 
 him ? 
 
 Juliana. I did, madam; and I entreat you to 
 protect and fave me. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Bafe, worthlefs girl ! then know 
 Mr. Alltrade fpoke truth i he is the man I have 
 feleflted for your huflband. 
 
 Juliana. Heavens! and can you mean - 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. 1 mean you mould be his wife ! 
 and till you confent, your chamber (hall be your 
 prifon 
 
 Juliana (falling at her feet). Oh, for mercy ! 
 Look at me 1 am friendlefs, fatherlefs ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. And who have you to thank for 
 it? Yes: 'tis as 1 faid Captain Lavifh has taught 
 you to defpiie marriage, and copy the example of 
 her who made you fatherlefs. 
 
 Juliana. What ! do you allude to 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. I do and beware, Mifs- d^re not 
 to imitate fuch falfe, abandoned conduct. 
 
 Juliana. Abandoned ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Ay: would you juftify it? have 
 you the audacity to vindicate deeds the moft licen- 
 tious ! aclions 
 
 Juliana {rifing). Were you the being that I 
 moft refpect were you my father! I'd tell you 
 jt is falfe ! Licentious !r-oh, had my ilifated mother 
 
 poffefleaj
 
 MANAGEMENT. 15 
 
 pofieffed one atom that refembled you, I'd tear her 
 image from my heart, or die ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Take care, or 
 
 Juliana. Oh, Ihame ! fhame! is this the pro- 
 tection I might expect from one of my own fex ? < 
 Men would betray us j let us not betray each other ! 
 and while flie whom you cenfure might meet with 
 pity and forgivenefs, what can the female feducer 
 expe;t? the fcorn of one fex, the abhorrence of 
 the orher. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Begone! retire to your cham- 
 ber nay, no reply ;-^-I will be obeyed {walks 
 up the ft age in a rage). 
 
 Enter Worry. 
 
 Juliana {running haftily up to him). Oh \ have 
 you feen my father ?* will he, will he take pity on 
 me? 
 
 Worry. Alas, madam ! I can do nothing for 
 you. 
 
 Juliana. What! heperfifts! 
 
 Worry. Moil obftinately : he fays your offer of 
 advancing money is no more than your duty, and 
 what a parent has a lawful claim to. 
 
 Juliana. Then may he feel but he's deceived, 
 
 and I forgive him. 
 
 Mrs. Cazzle (coming down ftage). Not gone 
 yet ! Do as I command : to your chamber I infift 
 {takes Juliana by the arm and leads her to ftage 
 door Juliana exit.) And you, Worry, as you've 
 kindly undertaken to aflift Mr. Alltrade, go to him 
 inftantly ; tell him Mifs Sutherland has To grofsly 
 infulted me, that I've no longer any confcientious 
 jfcruples, and if he choofes to fecure the marriage 
 by carrying her off 
 
 Worry.
 
 2 6 management. 
 
 Worry. Carrying her off! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Ay : - force will be the fhorteft 
 mode : fo bid him come in a pcft-chaife to the 
 weftern gate, whilll I go and make fure of my 
 prifoner. Away lofe not a moment, and tell him 
 I'll anfwerfor the fuccefs of the enterprize. [Exit. 
 
 Worry. I go to Mr. Alkrade ! I aid blefs my 
 foul ! No wonder (he's a widow If (he married 
 every morning, her hufband would die before night: 
 but I will aid in carrying her off I'll go di- 
 rectly and get affiftance I'll entreat the firft man 
 I meet to join with me : and let Sir Hervey con- 
 demn, or, what's more tremendous, let Mrs. Worry 
 fcold me, I know I'm doing my duty ! So in fpite 
 of wives, widows, and devils, I'll fecure her efcape, 
 and ftill try to reftore her to her father. (Going.) 
 
 Re-enter Mist (with the Play in his hand). 
 
 Mifi. Oh, it won't do 'twill be damn'd. 
 
 Worry. Now pray take pity pray give your 
 afliftance, Sir : there's the fweeteft young lady juft 
 lock'd into that room, and if you would but help to 
 releafe her- 
 
 Mifi. How ! what ! young lady lock'd up ! and 
 I help to releafe her! pooh nonfenfe ! what's 
 her cafe ! And me why apply to me ? 
 
 Worry. Becauie I'm fure you will befriend us 
 and if you did but know how well fhe had con- 
 ducted herfelf ! how charmingly lhe had acted her 
 part 
 
 Mifi. What ! acted her part ! 
 
 Worry. Ay ! no woman ever acted better : 
 fuch fenfe ! fuch feeling, Sir ! and now, when ihe 
 is fo ready to engage herfelf 
 
 Mifi. Ready to engage ! oh, ho comprehend 
 now lock'd up to keep her from the ftage, and 
 
 apply
 
 MANAGEMENT. 27 
 
 apply to me 'caufe I'm Manager he ! he! Hark 
 ye - } how's her voice ? 
 
 Worry. Delightful. 
 
 Mifi, And her action ? 
 
 Worry. Graceful. 
 
 Mifi. And her figure? 
 
 Worry. Beautiful. 
 
 Mifi. Damme ihe'll do my bufmefs till Harle- 
 quin comes ! Say no more my houfe is open 
 I'll give her an appearance. 
 
 Worry. What ! you'll get her out ! 
 
 Mifi, To be furelwill in what part Ihe likes bell 
 tragedy, comedy, opera, farce, pantomime ! 
 And you ! want a clown you fhall play clown 
 alfo if you're married ! don't reply fee it by your 
 chin give you and your wife freedom perpetual 
 free admifiion. But now for it now to plan plot 
 Hem ! Here is the author. 
 
 Enter (from folding doors') Mrs. Dazzle. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle (locking doors and putting the key 
 in her pocket). So now Juliana's fafe, and I get my 
 hufband's eftate. Oh, Worry, have you ken Mr. 
 Alltrade ? 
 
 Worry (confufed). Hey ! yes I've feen Mr. 
 Alltrade, and he'll be here with the chaife directly. 
 
 Mifi (reading play). <c Burleigh carries off 
 Mary." 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. W r hat! no further, Mr. Mifi; ? 
 I fuppofe you're thinking of the effect, Mr. Mana- 
 ger? 
 
 Worry, Mr. Manager ! Oh ! I underftand 
 now 
 
 Mifi. Yes j but can't tell without rehearfal 
 cannot judge unlefs I law it on the boards Let me 
 fee there's the prifon gate (pointing to folding 
 
 doors) :
 
 2$ MANAGEMENT. 
 
 doors')'. you are Jockey Norfolk no I'm Jockey 
 I'll tell you what fuppofe we give it a trial I 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. A trial ! what a rehearfal now in 
 this room ? Delightful ! I (hould like it of all 
 things. 
 
 Mift. So (hould I -then liften I'll play Nor- 
 folk you Queen Elizabeth 
 
 Mrs, Dazzle. He, Burleigh (jointing to 
 Worry). 
 
 Worry. Who the devil's Burleigh. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. And for Mary dear ! dear ! 
 where fhall we get a Mary ? 
 
 Mift. Tell you all in way of rehearfal young 
 lady you juft lock'd in fhe's in fame fituation you 
 know. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. So me is here, Worry ! here's 
 an excellent opportunity to take her to Mr. All- 
 trade. (Afideto Worry, who nods to her fignificant- 
 ly.)r\ declare I ca'nt help laughing, 
 
 Mift. No more can I : Oh/damme, I fee it will 
 produce an effect now ? give me the key (Mrs. 
 Dazzle gives it him). All to our feparate places, 
 and let rehearfal begin. -Enter Duke of Norfolk. 
 {Puts him/elf in a mock tragic attitude, and /peaks 
 bom baft icaliy.) " Now ! by my holy dame, with 
 <c this fame key, Jockey of Norfolk, thou'lt unlock 
 " the gate of Scottifh Mary's prifon. {Unlocks 
 "folding doorsy and leads out Juliana). Befhrew 
 <f me, but you're fafe, and fo good morrow, good 
 <c Queen Elizabeth !" 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle (alfo /peaking bombaftically). 
 " Go to we'll nip 'em in the bud. Why, how 
 e now, rebels ? For this treacherous Queen 
 " (feizing Juliana, and delivering her to Worry ; 
 who puts him/elf in a tragic attitude) convey 
 4< her to the tower ! and there, good Burleigh 
 ^ You take the hint ! Away !" ' Miji %
 
 MANAGEMENT. 29 
 
 Miji. Ay : You take the hint ! Away ! 
 
 Worry. Oh yes : I take the hint Away! (Exit 
 with Juliana). 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Bravo ! will it meet with dis- 
 approbation now ? 
 
 Mift. No it muft be a very illnatured audience 
 indeed, that don't applaud fo ingenious an exit. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Ay: there's authorfhip for you ! 
 
 Mift. Egad, and there's management for you ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Remember, Sir, but for me thele 
 characters wouldn't have been brought on the ftage. 
 
 Mift. No j and but for you they wouldn't have 
 been got off the ftage j but now to get Norfolk 
 off Muft follow new actrefs. (Afide.) 
 
 Mrs, Dazzle. Stop ! I'll tell you ; Elizabeth firft: 
 turns her back upon him then Norfolk makes 
 a long harangue then 
 
 Mift. Pfha ! hang long harangues, touch and 
 go, that's the plan for effect; I'll (hew you how 
 to do Norfolk's exit ! firft turn your back on me 
 P. S. ('Mrs. Dazzle turns her back on him.)' 
 So, then I ftrut off O. P. Gently don't turn 
 round till I'm gone : then work yourfelf into a 
 furious paffion. Mary, I fly ! I follow thee! and 
 fo, good morrow, good Queen Elizabeth ! 
 Heui, there's another good exit ! [Exit. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Oh, the old fool ! how I (hall 
 wheedle him ! 
 
 Enter Sir Hervey and Alltrade, 
 
 Sir Hervey. Madam ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Is he gone ! now then to work my- 
 felf into a furious paffion (turns round.) thou 
 wretch! thou traitor ! How! Sir Hervey! Mr. 
 
 Heavens ! have you feen nothing of Mils 
 
 Sutherland ? (to All-irade.) 
 
 i 3 Alltrade.
 
 3 o MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Alltrade. No ; and Sir Hervey has brought the 
 bond on purpofe for me to prefent to her, and 
 now, to our aftonifhment, we find fhe and Worry 
 have juft gone out of the caftle together : what 
 can it mean ? 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Mean ! (burjls into tears) that 
 I am wheedPd myfelf. Oh that brute of a mana- 
 ger! Sir Hervey, 'tis coo plain fhe has elop'd. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Elop'd ! 
 
 Mrs, Dazzle. No doubt (lie has fled to Captain 
 Lavifh; and thefe two impoftors are his agents. 
 oh, I fee it all ! fhe has long intended it j 2nd to 
 avoid figning the bond, fhe has haftened her de- 
 parture. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Elope with Lavifh, why this out- 
 does her mother: buc can I ftand idly by ? no 
 I'll difappoint my enemy of this unmanly triumph, 
 and faveher; fpite of herfelf I'll fave her Mr. 
 Alltrade, wait upon him inftantly, and bid him 
 reftore my daughter on pain of a fecond and more 
 defperate meeting. Come, madam, we'll fee him 
 on his way. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. By all means, Sir Hervey : I only 
 hope you don't blame me for my pupil's indifcre- 
 tion. 
 
 Sir Hervey. No : had fhe copied your bright 
 and excellent example, this ne'er had happened 
 but though her errors even exceed her mother's, 
 and a reconciliation is more than ever aidant, yet 
 fhe is dill my child ! and in a moment dangerous 
 as the prefent, for my own fake I'll prove a friend 
 and father. [Exeunt. 
 
 THZ IND OF THE SECOND ACT.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 3* 
 
 A C T III. 
 
 SCENE An Apartment in Lavish'* Houfe 
 
 Recefs with /mall Folding Doers, which are 
 
 thrown open, and dif cover a Marble Pedeftal 
 
 Jurrounded by Doves and Cupids a 'Table with 
 
 Wine and Refrejhments upon it. 
 
 Enter Frank and a Workman, 
 
 Frank, Ha! ha! fo you've no fooner finifh- 
 cd that whimfical out-of-the-way job {'pointing 
 to the recefs") than he fends for you about 
 another. 
 
 Workman. Ay, your mailer is an excellent cuf- 
 tomer, always up to his chin in brick and mor- 
 tar j and then for price 'gad ! he never haggles 
 about price. 
 
 Frank. No, and the bed of the joke is, he calls 
 himfelf an economist, and comes down here on a 
 faving fcheme. 
 
 V/orkman. A faving fcheme ! 
 
 Frank. Ay! finding himfelf a little out of elbows 
 
 - in London, and the prefent ftate of the Continent 
 
 not allowing him to travel, he came here to 
 
 6 live
 
 3 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 live cheap, and retrench. And there ! {pointing 
 to recefs again) there's one fpecimen of his 
 economy. On the journey he bought a ftatue of 
 Venus. 
 
 Workman, I know; and a great bargain it was: 
 it only coft him five pounds. 
 
 Frank. True ; but not choofing to have his 
 beauties gazed at, he employed you to build that 
 ftrange fort of recefs to put it in, which has coft 
 him at lead five times the fum. This is always the 
 way ; if he bought a cheap boat, he'd cut a canal 
 for it; and if a pulpit, he'd build a church for it : 
 in fact, he is a falfe econoinift a felf-deceiver ; and 
 here he comes to elucidate my defcription. 
 
 Enter Lavish. 
 
 Lavijh. Oh! if I go on in this clofe faving 
 way only fix months longer, I (hall be able to 
 return to town and dafh like the bed of them : 
 never was fuch a ha'nd at buying bargains. 
 Frank, come here you rogue: juft now, at Squire 
 Brozier's fale, what do you think I gave for a 
 curricle? only forty pounds ! there, there's 
 economy for you. 
 
 Frank. Economy ! begging your pardon, Sir, 
 *I fee no economy in buying what you don't wane 
 
 Lavijh. How? would you let a bargain flip 
 through your fingers, you extravagant rafcal ? 
 
 Frank. No but you've no horfes, Sir ; and a 
 curricle's ufdefs 
 
 Lavijh. That's what I faid : fays I, a curricle ?s 
 ufclefs without horfes, fo I bought a pair di- 
 rectly. 
 
 Frank. Rough t a pair ? 
 
 Lavijh.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 33 
 
 Lavijh. Ay, gave a hundred and twenty pounds 
 for them to be lure it's money j but one's own 
 carriage faves porting and drivers : in (hort, the 
 worft come to the worft, 'tis but a hundred and 
 fifty pounds, and I'll fave it a thoufand ways.-* 
 Who are you, Sir ? (to Workman.) 
 
 Workman. I have finifh'd that job, all but fixing 
 up the ftatue, Sir; and now I come about the 
 billiard- room : but, to fpeak honeftly, it is not 
 worth repairing. 
 
 Lavijh. So I thought; I thought it wasn't worth 
 repairing. 
 
 Workman. No, Sir; and a new room will not 
 coft above three hundred pounds : but then to be 
 fure it will be elegant and lalting. 
 
 Lavijh. So it will, and the firft expence is the 
 leaft j fo up with the new room. {Workman exit.) 
 And now to finilh my vindication to Juliana 
 (Sits at the table and writes) : " Your late mo- 
 cc ther was not only my relation, but my friend 
 " and benefa&refs j and on Sir Hervey's one day 
 " reprobating her conduct with unufual afperity, 
 " gratitude prompted me to defend it perhaps 
 Cf more warmly than I ought, and a duel was the 
 <f refult." '(Knocking at the door.) See who's 
 there. (Frank exit.) But what fignifles writing? 
 while fhe's immured in her prefent den, I haven't 
 a chance of fuccefs. Mrs. Dazzle formerly fe- 
 duced me into fome gallantries, and a difappointed 
 widow is the devil. 
 
 Re-enter Frank laughing. 
 
 Frank. Sir, I beg pardon for laughing; but who 
 do you think is at the door ? no lefs a gentleman 
 
 d than
 
 3+ MANAGEMENT. 
 
 than the one you caned at Newmarket about four 
 years ago. 
 
 Lavijh. Caned ! Oh ! I recollect I dete&ed 
 him in an aft of forgery. But what does the fel- 
 low want ? I don't know his name, nor have I 
 onee feen him fince. 
 
 Frank. No j and though he now afks for Cap- 
 tain Lavifh, he little thinks you are the gentleman 
 he is under fuch obligations to. 
 
 Lavijh. Shew him up (Frank exit) j intro- 
 duce the Newmarket gentleman to his two old 
 antagonitts the Captain and his cane. And, in 
 the mean time {Sits at table , and takes up pen 
 again). 
 
 Enter Frank and Alltrade. 
 
 Frank. This way, Sir there, that's my matter 
 (pointing to Lavish, wbo/e back is turned to- 
 wards Alltrade). 
 
 Alltrade. Oh, that's Captain Lavifh, is it ? 
 Sir, I wait upon you 
 
 Lavijh {not regarding him). Yes, the widow is 
 fo jealous and fo violent. {Turns round.) How 
 
 d'ye do, my fine fellow ? .how d'ye do ? My 
 
 Newmarket hero fure enough. {Afide.) 
 
 Alltrade {trembling). Amazement ! why it's the 
 very man who 
 
 Lavijh. What's the matter ? you feem cold 
 Jhall I warm you ? 
 
 Alltrade. Warm me! no I 
 
 Lavijh. Some wine give the gentleman fome 
 wine. This is the houfe of frugality, and therefore 
 I can't offer you a great variety j but as far as 
 Burgundy, Madeira, and Champagne muft drink 
 them, if I fave it a thoufand ways, 
 
 14 Alltrade.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 3S 
 
 Alltrade. Sir, you'll excufe me. Why furely 
 
 I've miftaken my man he would never be Co civil: 
 at all events he don't recollect me ; fo I'll pluck 
 
 up courage. (/f/ide.) Sir, I wait upon you 
 
 from Sir Hervey Sutherland : he arrived here to- 
 day, and knowing of your love for his daugh- 
 ter 
 
 Lavijfj. Came down to increafe her confine- 
 ment, I fuppofe. 
 
 Alltrade, No trifling, Sir j he is convinced you 
 are concerned in her elopement 
 
 Lavijh. Elopement ! how ! what ! Juliana 
 eloped ? 
 
 Alltrade. You know ihe has, Sir j and Sir Her- 
 vey infifts 
 
 Lavijh. Eloped! Juliana free! out of the 
 widow's and her father's cuftody ! Which way did 
 lhe go ? what road did fhe take ? fpeak, fpeak 
 this inftant. 
 
 Alltrade. I fpeak ! if I knew, of courfe you 
 would be the laft man I mould give information to 
 
 Lavijh. Indeed! 
 
 alltrade. Certainly.- Sir Hervey is my friend, 
 and if his daughter isn't at prefent in your power, 
 I fhall unite with him in oppofmg your purfuit of 
 her. 
 , Lavijh. You will ! 
 
 Alltrade. Undoubtedly. 
 
 Lavijh. Pray, Sir, were you ever at New- 
 market ? 
 
 Alltrade. Newmarket, Sir! I I 
 
 Lavijh. Ay, Newmarket, Sir, Newmarket. 
 Frank, give me my cane. 
 
 Alltrade. Stay, Sir what do you want with 
 your cane ? 
 
 d 2 Lavijh
 
 S 6 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Lavijb (taking cane from Frank). Only to help 
 your memory. Look! (Jhaking it) were you 
 ever at Newmarket ? 
 
 Alltrade (bowing). Yes, I was, Sir. 
 
 Lavijh. And you'll oppofe mc in purfuing 
 
 Alltrade. No, believe me, Sir. 
 
 Lavijh. And if you knew which road (he took 
 
 Alltrade. I'd tell you, upon my honour, Sir. 
 
 Lavijh. Then retire begone this inftant. 
 And d'ye hear, if you're not fatisfied with this treat- 
 ment, call again, and I'll give you a warmer re- 
 ception (Jhaking his cane, Alltrade exit). 
 
 And now for Juliana now for the idol of my foul I 
 Frank, get the curricle : no, I Ihall only hurry 
 and lame my own horfes get a chaife and four. 
 
 Frank. Chaife and four! is this the way to re- 
 trench ? and confider, Sir, Mils Sutherland has 
 no money; and you always faid you'd never marry 
 any woman who had lefs than ten thoufand pounds. 
 
 Lavijh. I did : but that's an aukward fum : a 
 woman with ten thoufand pounds expects houfes, 
 horfes, carriages m fhort, to fpend double her own 
 income, and her hufband's too. But a woman 
 without a farthing j Ihe manages the houfe, mends 
 the linen, nurfes the children, fcolds the fervants 
 Oh ! that's the real rich wife and the poor Ju- 
 liana will be the bed bargain 1 ever made. So go, 
 do as I tell you : and obferve, I'll marry her if I 
 facrifice my whole fortune in the purfuit. 
 Frank. Sacrifice your whole fortune, Sir ! 
 Lavijh. Ay, I will, if I fave it a thoufand ways. 
 
 [Exeunt.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 37 
 
 SCENE Outfide o/Lavish'j Houfe. 
 
 Enter Mrs. Dazzle her hat and cloak on. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. So, now to enter this perfidious Cap- 
 tain's houfe. Not only love and jealoufy urge me 
 to feparate him and Juliana ; but as I know he don'c 
 mean to marry her, it is my bufmefs to get her 
 once more into Alltrade's power : yes, Mifs 
 Juliana; let me recover my hufband's hundred 
 thouland pounds, and I'll warrant I'll recover my 
 Captain. He, like the reft of the world, won'c vide 
 virtue in a cotfage, but piace me in a magnificent 
 houfe, ay, there's the fecret : now-a-days people 
 vifit the building, not the owner of it; and on the 
 fize of the rooms, and the number of the enter- 
 tainments, we may not only calculate our friends 
 and admirers, but alfo the good and bad opinion of 
 the whole faihionable world ! 
 
 [Exit into Lavish'j houfe. 
 
 Enter Worry and Juliana. 
 
 Juliana. Look out; we are purfued: I'm fure 
 they were Mrs. Dazzle's fervants. 
 
 Worry. They were! but we've outrun them. 
 
 Juliana. Yes : but if they come up with us, I 
 (hall be forced back and endure encreafed perfec- 
 tion : Oh ! I Willi we were fafc at this Mf. Mist's 
 houfe. 
 
 Worry. So do I : though you r ee what a ftrange 
 gentleman he is ! he left us to examine the firft flow 
 waggon we met; but don't defpond, madam : I 
 won't leave you no, I'll die firft. 
 
 d 3 Juliana,
 
 3 8 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Juliana. Kind generous ! but I cannot bear to 
 involve you : remember you have a wife, and 
 
 Worry. Remember ! I fhall never forget it ! 
 
 Juliana. Nay : but a hufband is of fo much 
 confequence to his family 
 
 Worry. Blefs you, I'm of no confequence; 
 nobody ever wants me: if any body leaves a card, 
 it's for Mrs. Worry : if any body fends an invi- 
 tation, it's for Mrs. Worry : if an invitation is 
 fent in return, it's (till Mrs.. Worry: nobody calls 
 or afks after the hufband, except indeed the tradef- 
 people ! they are kind enough now and then to 
 notice me : but like other great married men, I'm 
 obliged to be out when they call: fo, curfe me if I've 
 even the pleafure of being at home to a dun ! but 
 we wafte time, let us proceed to Mr. Mift's houfe. 
 
 Juliana. Ay : for Heaven's fake difpatch 
 
 Alltrade (without). You take that fide of the 
 road, I'll take this : (he cannot efcape then. 
 
 Juliana. There, 'tis Mr. Alltrade's voice ! 
 and both fides of the road are guarded by enemies. 
 
 Worry. Yes: it's all over we're between two 
 fires. Which way fhall we go ? (Pointing to La- 
 vish'.; door:) that door Hands moft invitingly open, 
 iuppofe we enter it. 
 
 Juliana. Do inftantly: why, what's the matter? 
 you were quite valiant juft now! 
 
 Worry. I was : but I fancy my courage is more 
 like a new acquaintance than an old friend, pro- 
 fefifes a great deal at firft, but generally fneaks off 
 in the hour of danger : however, lead on and let 
 us hope to receive from ftrangers that protection 
 which friends have denied us. 
 
 [Exeunt into Lavish'.? houfe. 
 
 Enter
 
 MANAGEMENT. 39 
 
 Enter Alltrade. 
 
 'Alltrade, So there fhe goes into Captain La- 
 vish's houfe: bravo, Mifs Juliana ! and there 
 fhe may (lay for me: I'll to Sir Hervey inftantly, 
 and let him come himfelf and fight it out: for all 
 the legacies regiftered in Doctors Commons mould 
 not induce me to re-enter thofe doors and receive 
 another warm reception ! [Exit* 
 
 
 
 SCENE Infide Lavish's 'houfe, recefs, &c, as in 
 jirfi Scene of this Acl. 
 
 Enter Lavish and Mrs. Dazzle. 
 
 Lavifh. Now you've fearched every part of the 
 houfe j now are you fatisfied Mifs Sutherland is 
 not concealed in it ? 'Sdeath ! to detain me at 
 fuch a moment (Afide). 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. No : fhe's not in the houfe I grant 
 you; but the chaife ! the chaife and four! pray, 
 moft economical Captain, do you ufually travel with 
 four horfes? 
 
 Lavijh. Always: it's by far the cheapeft plan: 
 it fhortens the journey, faves (lopping at inns ; in 
 fhort, the additional milling is no object, and if I 
 had but ten pounds a-year, I'd always travel with 
 four horfes : and now, my dear widow, allow me 
 to fee you home. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Take care, Sir : difappointed love 
 knows no bounds; and recoiled it is in my power to 
 expofe you to my rival : I have your letters in my 
 poffeffion, letters in which you laugh and rail at 
 marriage : letters 
 
 d 4 Laviflj*
 
 40 
 
 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Lavijh. Nay, be patient. There now ! this it 
 is to be dragooned into an attachment, fhe has 
 me, by all that's frugal ! (4/ide.) Come then, fit 
 down, and let us drink to the revival of our friend- 
 fhip! See : here's famous Madeira! ay : you may 
 Hare: but this too is on the cheapeft plan I promife 
 you, for while it takes two bottles of port to make 
 me drunk, one of Madeira does it completely. 
 So here's to the rival (tapping hard at Jiage door 
 p. S.)Why, what's that? ha ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Mercy ! fomebody's coming ! - 
 for heaven's fake don't let me be feen I'll ftep 
 into this room {Goes to ft age door O. P. and tap- 
 ping heard there). 
 
 Worry (outftde the door). Madam, where are you, 
 madam ? 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Why, what is all this ? it is done on 
 purpofe to expofe me!- Oh, Mr. Lavifli ! if you 
 have either feeling or gallantry, think of my fitua- 
 tion : a widow only a fortnight, and to be detected 
 alone in a Captain's houfe ! : 
 
 Lavijh. Well ! ftep into that recefs quick, 
 quick (Mrs. Dazzle in her hurry drops her cloak, 
 then enters recefs, and Lavish fajlens the door upon 
 her), So there I have you faft j and now . 
 (taking his cane from the table). 
 
 Juliana (outfide the door P. S). Mr. Worry, 
 why don't you anfvver ? me, my dear Mr. Worry. 
 
 Lavijh. Damme, I'll Worry you I'll anfvver 
 you (opens door and enter Juliana): Heaven's ! 
 Mifs Sutherland ! 
 
 Juliana. Mr. Lavifh ! I beg pardon, Sir: 
 when 1 touk refuge in this houfe, I little thought 
 to meet you. Good day, Sir. (Going). 
 
 Lavijh. What! how the* very moment that 
 I've found you ? 
 
 Juliana*
 
 MANAGEMENT. 41 
 
 Juliana. What can I do, Mr. Lavifh ! I own 
 I owe you obligations nay, more I confefs I 
 could have loved you : but I have told you my 
 determination you are my father's enemy there- 
 fore we cannot be friends :' -farewel, Sir! 
 
 Lavijh. Mighty well, madam, mighty well ! 
 but this isn't your real motive you love another : 
 you love this Mr. Worry ! anfwer me candidly, 
 ma'am ! did he'not run away with you ? 
 
 Juliana. He did ! but 
 
 Lavijh. He did ! then may I run into every 
 fpecies of extravagance, if when I catch him, I 
 don't give him the Newmarket flourifli (Jhaking 
 his cane).- Where is he ? where is this Mr, 
 Worry ? 
 
 Enter Worry, , 
 
 Worry. Here at your fervice, Sir. 
 
 Lavijh. This my rival ! this antient, wizen, 
 dowager-like Don't be unmanly, Lavifh! never 
 ftrikc an old woman 1 intreat you {throwing away 
 his cane). Befides now I look at him, it is ! 'tis 
 Sir Hervey's you dear, amiable, agreeable : one 
 Mrs. Worry is fufficiant for you, or the devil's 
 in't. 
 
 Worry. Very likely, Sir : but if you have no riv^l 
 in an old woman, as you pleafe to call me, I fancy 
 Mifs Sutherland has ! when 1 liftened at the door, 
 I'll fwear I heard the widow's voice. 
 
 Lavijh. The widow ! no, Juliana I can prove 
 myfelf as great an economift in love as in money. 
 
 Worry. Are you fure you can, Sir ? 
 
 Lavijh. Sure! if fince the hour I firft beheld 
 her, I haven't treafured every thought, hoarded 
 every look ! ftored * 
 
 Worry
 
 4 z MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Worry (pointing to Mrs. Dazzle'j cloak on the 
 ground). Pray, Sir, who does that cloak belong 
 to ? 
 
 Lavijb. That cloak ! Oh that cloak is one 
 of my bargains. 
 
 Worry, Is it ? then you buy very dear bargains, 
 I fancy. Look, madam, {taking up cloak) isn't it 
 Mrs. Dazzle's ? 
 
 Juliana, It is : and fince this confirms what I 
 have long fufpected, I have now an additional 
 motive for avoiding you. Mr. Lavifh, we never 
 meet again. Come (to Worry) ! 
 
 Worry (to Lavish). I fay, if you don't hoard 
 your money better than your love, never think of 
 matrimony you'll find it too expenfive a bargain 
 for you, I promife you. (Going.) 
 
 Sir Hervey Sutherland (without). Where is he ? 
 where is Captain Lavifh ? 
 
 Lavifh, Sir Hervey ! 'Slife ! what brings him 
 here ? 
 
 Juliana, My father ! oh Heavens ! and to find 
 
 me under the roof of his enemy 
 
 Worry. And me alfo ! Mrs. Worry herfelf 
 couldn't terrify me more. Come along, madam, 
 and let's leave the Captain to ftand the brunr. 
 
 Juliana. Ay : lofe not a moment. And oh, Mr. 
 Lavifh ! as this is the laft time we fhall ever meet, 
 remember the parting words of her you once re- 
 garded -Pacify my father, do not incence him be 
 his friend, and 'fpite of your falfhood and unkind- 
 nefs, you may ftill be mine. 
 
 Worry. And mine ha ! ha ! there's another bad 
 bargain for him ! 
 
 (Juliana exit Worry is following, when 
 Lavish lays hold of him and prevents his going). 
 Holloa ! what's the matter ? 
 
 Enter
 
 MANAGEMENT. 43 
 
 Enter Sir Hervey. 
 
 Sir Hervey. So, Mr. Lavifh j 'tis dill doomed 
 that we're to meet as enemies where is Mifs 
 Sutherland, Sir ? 
 
 Lavijh. Sir Hervey, on the honour of a gentle- 
 man, I know nothing of your daughter's elope- 
 ment ; for any further information I refer you to 
 Mr. Worry (pujhing Worry forwards). I fay, 
 who has the bed of the bargain now ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. 'Sdeath ! I've a great mind (ad- 
 vancing towards Worry, and ftopfing) but he is 
 only agent ; to you as principal, I look for repa- 
 ration and redrefs. Hear me, Sir Mrs. Dazzle, 
 a lady of the ftricteft truth and honour (he firft 
 informed me of your infamous defigns, and now 
 not half an hour ago, a friend, on whofe word I can 
 equally rely, faw Mifs Sutherland enter this very 
 houfe : therefore there is no alternative but this 
 inftantly reftore her, or you guefs the refult. 
 
 Lavijh. I do but I'll wafte no more powder, 
 Sir Hervey. 
 
 Sir Hervey. How ? 
 
 Lavijh. No : dying is certainly a cheap mode of 
 living, and to a man in defperate circumftances, 
 a duel may be a good faving fcheme : but having 
 hoarded enough to make life comfortable, why I'm 
 a curft fool if I don't fave it a thoufand ways. 
 ( Sits down). 
 
 Sir Hervey. Poor, paltry prevarication ! Re- 
 member,Mr. Lavifh, we were once friends I treated 
 you as a fon you efteemed me as a parent and 
 what diffolved that friendfhip ? .you chofe to vin- 
 dicate the honour of a falfe wife, and call me to the 
 field did I not come ? 
 
 Lavijh, You did, Sir. 
 
 Sir
 
 44 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Sir Hervey. And now where is your confiftency ? 
 ^- you would bring my daughter to the fame de- 
 graded (late j you would reduce her to the level of 
 her mother -, and when an injured father afks for 
 fatisfa&ion, you refufe to give it him what is this 
 but cowardice ? plain unequivocal cowardice ! 
 
 Lavijh. Cowardice! ill as Mifs Sutherland has' 
 treated me, I never meant to raife my arm againft 
 her father : but when you allude to the memory 
 of her I owe fuch obligations to, and fay I would 
 reduce her daughter to the fame degraded (late 
 'tis pad bearing I can't endure it ! and you may 
 fhoot me as foon as you pleafe. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Here aYe the weapons then (put- 
 ting fifid into Lavish'^ hand), 
 
 Worry. Hold, Sir ; he is innocent, Mifs Suther- 
 land is llandered! the lady your friend faw enter 
 this houfe was a very different perfon it was the 
 widow, indeed it was the widow ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Mrs. Dazzle? 
 
 Worry. Ay : 'tis fhe that carries on an amour 
 with the Captain ; and though I can't produce her 
 to prove it, I can at lead produce a part of her j 
 look, Sir do you fee this cloak ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. Away ! 'tis my unfeeling daughter's, 
 
 and the fight (o heightens my refentment 
 
 Come, Sir, wrongs like mine will brook no more 
 delay, and you mull either meet a coward's or a 
 villain's fate 
 
 Lavijh. Coward agiin ! Come, then here's 
 my ground ! {goes up ft age.) 
 
 Worry (flopping Sir HerveyJ. Don't think me 
 impertinent Sir but while you as a man of honour 
 think it your duty to fight a duel, I as an honeft 
 man think it mine to prevent it ! it's the widow ! 
 
 upon
 
 MANAGEMENT. 45 
 
 upon ' my foul, it's the widow ! {holding Sir 
 Hervey's arm who firuggles to get it ioofened.) 
 
 Sir Hervey. Diftraclion ! nay then thus 
 (throws Worry violently from him, who, falling 
 againfi doors of recefs, they burfl open and Mrs. 
 Dazzle is discovered Jlanding on the pedejial Jur- 
 rounded by doves, &c.) 
 
 Worry {who has fallen at her feet, ftill looking up 
 in her face). It's the widow ! upon my foul it's 
 the widow ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Amazement ! can that be Mrs. 
 Dazzle ! 
 
 Lavifh. No it's a ftatue you fee it's a ftatue. 
 
 (Mrs. Dazzle rifes, walks quickly down theflage 
 and exit.) 
 
 Worry. Hailoa ! won't you take your cloak 
 along with you ? you'll want it to cover your fins ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Hypocrite ! I now view her in her 
 true colours, and I am doomed to be the dupe of 
 woman. Mr. Lavilh, I fee, my friend was miitaken, 
 and I acknowledge I have wronged you. 
 
 Lavifh. Pfha ! I want no acknowledgment 
 if you wifb to make me amends, flay and dine 
 with me mine is the fyftem of economy, and as I 
 can't lay out money to better advantage than in 
 entertaining an old friend, I'll give you a dinner 
 fit for the court of Aldermen I will, if I fave it a 
 thoufand ways. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Excufe me, Sir your innocence on 
 the prefent occafion will not do away former in- 
 juries j nor will Mrs. Dazzle's bad conduct be an 
 apology for my daughter's. No ! whilft I thought 
 love the caufe of her elopement, it was my duty to 
 purfue and fave her : but fince I fee felf-intertft is 
 the motive, and that fhe fled to avoid figning an 
 inftrument which would have faved me from dif- 
 
 grace,
 
 4 6 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 grace, and not have injured her I (hall no longer 
 condefcend to feek her. 
 
 Worry. 'Tis no fuch thing, Sir and if you will 
 go to her at Mr. Mill's houfe 
 
 Sir Hervey. Peace ! and inftantly attend me 
 home, where, if the account of your own conduct 
 prove not fatisfactory (Worry attempts to/peak). 
 Nay, this is no place for explanation go on be- 
 fore Mr. Lavifh,* I have the honour towifh you 
 good evening ! (Worry and Sir Hervey exeunt.) 
 
 Lavijh. Here's bad reckoning ! 'tis well I cal- 
 culate better in money matters. But what's to be 
 done ? he faid (he was gone to Mr. Mill's: well ! 
 if I follow her, fhe won't fee me ; if I write to her, 
 lhe won't anfwer my letter. Oh ! (he's loft ! 
 Juliana's loft to me for ever I 
 
 Enter Frank. 
 
 Frank. Sir, is the chaife to wait ? 
 
 Lavijh {not regarding him). And yet, if I 
 
 could gain an interview hark'ye, Frank do 
 
 you know any body at Mr. Mill's the Manager's ? 
 
 Frank. Yes: and fodo you, Sir Stopgap, who 
 left your fervice to go on the ftage, is now his 
 prompter. 
 
 Lavijh. That's fortunate I'll go to him in- 
 ftantly j and if he will but do me a favour 
 
 Frank. That he will, if you'll bribe him : only 
 give him ten pounds but that you know, Sir, 
 won't fuit your fyftem of economy. 
 
 Lavijh. Won't it ? ten pound is no object, and 
 I've lately made fo many good, bargains, that it's 
 
 d d hard if I can't afford to throw away an odd 
 
 bank note or two. So, come along and if after 
 all I do live a little beyond my income, it's no 
 fault of mine, Frank. 
 
 , Franks
 
 MANAGEMENT, +2 
 
 Frank. No ! whofe is it then, Sir ? 
 
 Lavijb. Whofe! why it is the fault of thofe 
 felfifh harpies who make economy ufelefs who 
 raife the price of every article : ^and if Sir Hervey 
 and other righting gentlemen would unload their 
 piftols on jobbers, foreftallers, and monopolizers, 
 their valour would be directed to the belt purpofes 
 I might live cheap, and the country would be 
 cleared of it's worft enemies ! {Exeunt* 
 
 THE END OF THE THIRD ACT.
 
 tlA NAGEMENT* 
 
 ACT IV. 
 
 SCENE Outftde of a Theatre > and Mist's houfe; 
 Lavish dif covered lijlening'at the door. 
 
 Lavijh. Gad ! I hope the prompter don't want 
 prompting : (Looking at his watch) By this 'tis ten 
 minutes, but by my reckoning ten hours, fince 
 Stopgap entered this houfe with a letter for Juliana, 
 fo he comes ! he comes ! 
 
 Enter Stopgap (from the houfe). 
 
 LaviJJj. Well ! what news ? have you feen Mifs 
 Sutherland ? 
 
 Stopgap. I have, and here (producing a letter). 
 
 Lavijh. Here's an anfwer to my letter. 
 
 Stopgap. No; there's your letter back again 
 fhe refufed to open it, and in my prefence ordered 
 the fervants not to admit you into the houfe. 
 
 Lavijh. What ! fhe perfifts 
 
 Stopgap. Mod obftinately, Sir ; but Jpite of 
 her refufal, make it worth my while, and I'll pro- 
 cure you an interview : excufe the hint, Sir ; but 
 if you recollect when 1 lived with you, you were fo 
 faving 
 
 Lavijh. So I am (till : worfe and worfe, more 
 economical than ever; but the hope of gaining 
 fuch a treafure as Juliana ! here you rogue, 
 here's ten pounds on the ftrength of it (giving him 
 a bank note). 
 
 Stopgap.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 49 
 
 Stopgap. So there is ; then liften : the play to 
 night is the " Road to Ruin," and Mr. Prettyman, 
 who was to have performed Goldfinch, has juft met 
 with an accident : now, Sir, having no iubftitute, 
 and it being too late to change the plav, fuppofe 
 you wait on the Manager, and offer to fupply his 
 place. 
 
 Lavijh. I fupply ! 
 
 Stopgap. Why not ? at the private theatre I have 
 feen you act this very part : then an interview is 
 certain j for Mr. Mift's houfe adjoins the theatre, 
 and Mifs Sutherland is now in a room clofe to the 
 ftage. 
 
 Lavijh. Is (he ? then I'll double Prettyman ; 
 I'll at Goldfinch, " that's your fort;" but 
 hold, hold don't introduce me by my own name; 
 call me Mr. Crib, or Mr. Glib, or Mr. Squib. 
 
 Stopgap. I will j I'll call you Mr. Squib. Hulh 1 
 he comes.. {They ftand ajide.) 
 
 Enter Mist and Mrs. Dazzle. 
 
 Mift. How! what! London Manager ! Hufband 
 die a London Manager ! Go on, imperial Mrs. 
 M. P. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Nay, I only tell you that Mr. 
 Dazzle, a fhort time previous to his deceit:, was in 
 treaty for a moiety of one of the London theatres ; 
 but I cannot fay whether he lived to complete his 
 purchafe ; however, I fhall write by this poft. 
 
 Mift. And fo will I: and if he did purchafe, 
 throne devolves to you. Blefs me! how majeltic 
 ihe looks ! and her play. When (hall I hear the 
 reft of your moft magnificent play ? Nay, fpare a 
 country monarch : thought her great adrefs, 
 
 e ^ou
 
 5 
 
 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 you humble author ( now you turn out manager, 
 and (he worfe than a dummy. 
 
 Mrs, Dazzled Well, Sir, you know how to 
 make atonement ; your friend Mr. Alltrade wilhes 
 to marry this ungrateful girl, and as Ihe is now 
 under your roof 
 
 Miji. Enough fend for Alltrade, and then, 
 " Good morrow, good Queen Mary." 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. I will - t I'll go write to him in- 
 ftantlyi and in return, if I do poffefs a London 
 theatre, depend on't you (hall be my fole ma- 
 nager. 
 
 Miji. Right! I'm the man to rule behind 
 curtain. I'm the man to accept pieces, caft parts, 
 and every night fecure an overflow ; but go, thou 
 author of the divined tragedy (kiffes her handy and 
 Mrs. Dazzle * //). Never (hall it be acted though ; 
 never (hall flic at her own infernal 
 
 Stopgap {advancing). Sir ! more bad luck, 
 Sir ! Mr. Prettyman, in trying to pull oqthe only 
 pair of new boots we have in the theatre, has juft 
 put out his fhoulder bone, confequently there is 
 nobody to aft Goldfinch. 
 
 Miji. Put out fhoulder bone! what now! 
 Juft before doors open ? 
 
 Stopgap. Even fo, Sir; and we have lately 
 made lo many apologies 
 
 Miji. True , made one laft night, two the 
 night before : zounds! there'll be a riot ; and all 
 oving to this ungrateful (hamming See how it 
 is benefit's over that's it got four pounds 
 over expences, and till that's gone, act Road to 
 Ruin off, inftead of on, the ftage , but what's to 
 be done? found out, Stop j d c we (hall be 
 found out. 
 
 Stopgap,
 
 MANAGEMENT. $1 
 
 Stopgap. Nay : there is hope ftill look yonder, 
 Sir j that gentleman is an excellent fubftitute j he 
 is perfect in the part, and with your leave is ready 
 to go on with it. I'll introduce him Mr. Squib, 
 this is Mr. Mid. 
 
 Lavijh. Sir, your mod devoted 
 
 Mift {haughtily). Servant, my lad j fervant Co, 
 call yourfelf an actor ! heh ! hem ! 
 
 Lavijh. I do at your fervice, Sir. 
 
 Mift. My. fervice! he ! he ! that's another 
 matter fee you act firft: if mifs, exit Squib if 
 hit, enter at half a guinea a week. 
 
 Lavijh. Pfha ! money's no object. 
 
 Mift. No! 
 
 Lavijh. No, I've faved a fortune, Mr. Manager, 
 and am fo attached to the ftage, that I'll not only- 
 act gratis, but when there are not expences in the 
 houfe, I'll be bound to pay them I will, if I fave 
 it a thoufand ways. 
 
 Mift. Will you ? oh that I had a whole com- 
 pany like him ! why you're a high fellow 1 
 
 Lavijh (/peaking Jrom Goldfinch.) " To be 
 " fure know the odds hold four in hand beat 
 " the mail come in full fpeed rattle down the 
 " gateway take care of your heads never killed 
 " but one woman and a child in all my life that's 
 < c your fort !" 
 
 Mift. Bravo ! capital ! and no falary ! my 
 dear Mr. Squib all gratitude all thankfulnefs 
 by and bye rule a London theatre perhaps-Co- 
 vent Garden Know prefent acting manager! 
 
 Lavijh. What! 
 
 Mijt. Mum ! kick him out, whip you in. 
 
 Lavijh. That's right kick out prefent ftupid 
 acting manager, and whip me in j but come along * 
 isn't it time to drefs ? 
 
 s 2 Mift.
 
 5i MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Mr/?. Not quite ; juft time to crack bottle, and 
 draw up apology muft get one ready written: 
 much warfare lately- laft night affronted audience 
 myfelf. 
 
 Lavijh. Yourfelf ! how ? 
 
 Mijt. Tell you : whenever theatre's thin, always 
 get drunk. 
 
 Lavijh. In the name of heaven, why ? 
 Mijl. He ! he ! he ! 'caufe it makes me fee 
 double fo going to take a peep, miftook my way, 
 and in dagger fcene of Macbeth, reeled upon the 
 ftage, and daggered up to lamps ! never fo well 
 received before; delighted with applaufe, flood 
 fmiling and bowing, oil Macbeth bore me off, 
 'midft the (homing and huzzaing of a genteel,, 
 though not a numerous, audience Expect buftle to 
 night in confequence fo muft knock under a little 
 not too much though I'm Manager heh ! 
 hem ! but come along j and over bottle drink 
 fuccefs 
 
 Lavijh. There's no occafion j my Goldfinch 
 never failed" that's your fort !" [Exeunt. 
 
 SCENE A grand Saloon in Sutherland Houfe 
 *MaJks dif covered dancing. 
 
 After dance } Alltrade drejjed in a Domino enters 
 with a Servant. 
 
 Alltrade (a letter in his hand). From Mrs. 
 Dazzle, you fay j perhaps fome news of Mifs 
 Sutherland. (Opens letter and reads) : tc Juliana 
 ct is at Mr. Mill's, and he completely in our in- 
 c - c tereft. Come directly, and if Sir Hervey has 
 " given you his confent, make him write it to 
 
 > " his
 
 MANAGEMENT. 53 
 
 " his daughter : and if he objects to that from 
 " motives of pride and delicacy, bid him write to 
 " the Manager, and entreat him to enforce his 
 ' command: this (hewn to Juliana will fecure all; 
 " (he will forfeit the legacy, and a third of my 
 " hufband's eftate will be yours ["Excel- 
 lent ! and he has given me his confent what's 
 here ? a poftfcript ! (Reads on) : " If Juliana has 
 " figned the bond, don't mention it to Sir Hervey 
 " he'll expet money, and at prefent you know 
 
 " we have none to give him." True: and 
 
 the bond is already difpofed of; for if all elfe fail, 
 that will be a grand refource. My compliments 
 to Mrs. Dazzle, and I'll wait upon her prefently. 
 (Servant exit.) 
 
 Enter Sir Hervey haftily. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Alltrade ! my friend ! I'm glad 
 I've found you (taking his hand). 
 
 Alltrade. Why, what agitates you ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. I'm ruined I'm expofed look- 
 do you fee thofe mafks ? (pointing to two majks in* 
 dominos who jt and apart from the reft). 
 
 Alltrade. I do what of them ? 
 
 Sir Hervey (whifpering him). Hufh. 
 
 Alltrade. Bailiffs ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ay, an execution for a thoufand 
 pounds, and a writ againft my perfon for nearly 
 the fame fum. And now, in the meridian of my 
 fplendor, I am to meet the fcorn of all around 
 me ; now, in the midft of friends .but be it fo 
 a gaol can't yield me lefs fubftantial joy than this 
 unmeaning, artificial fcene. 
 
 Alltrade. Come, come, don't rail at that which, 
 till now, gave you happinefs. 
 
 e 3 Sir
 
 5| MANAGEMENT, 
 
 Sir Hervey. Never. What has it afforded me } 
 days of diftrefs, and nights of fever and difgrace : 
 borrowing one day, to pay double the nextj 
 flying to the gaming-table facrifking fortune, 
 health, honour and for what ? to appear fafhion- 
 able j to make a falfe difplay of wealth j and fritter 
 away life in the fociety of knaves I deteft, and fools 
 I defpife. Call you this happinefs ? No, 'tis de- 
 fperation, 'tis delirium ! 
 
 Alltrade. Nay, be compofed -, there is ft ill a way 
 to fave you. You know this diftrefs would have 
 been avoided had your daughter figned the 
 bond. 
 
 Sir Hervey Name, her not 1 do not wifh to 
 
 curfe her. 
 
 Alltrade. Well, but if fhe will ftill fign and 
 
 remember our converfation this morning on your 
 wifhing (he had a hufband to protect her, and my 
 naming myfelf, you were pleafed to fay fhe could 
 not be in better hands. 
 
 Sir Hervey, I did but what has this to do 
 with 
 
 Alltrade. Every thing. Let the marriage take 
 place, and I, in the character of hufband, can ex- 
 ecute the bond myfelf. Then thefe debts will be 
 difchaged, and all go well again. Come, though 
 you lay you don't diflike a prifon, I am too much 
 your friend to fee you put to the trial. 
 
 Sir Hervey. W T ell, I own i dread the expofure 
 and difgrace. 
 
 Alltrade. Then to avoid it, write a ftrong letter 
 to your daughter j ftate that her accepting my hand 
 can alone fave vou from ruin. 
 
 Sir Hervey I write ! I condefcend ! 
 
 Alltrade. Nay then, to make it lefs irkfome to 
 your feelings, write to the gentleman under whofe 
 
 protection
 
 MANAGEMENT. 55 
 
 protection (he has placed herfelf; bid him exert 
 his influence. Come, ftep with me into the next 
 room, and I'll dictate the contents. 
 
 Sir hervey. Well, do with me what you will; 
 but I've but little hope. 
 
 ^Alltrade. And I'm mo ft fanguinej and before 
 to-night is pad, you mall again enjoy this fcene of 
 fplendid revelry. 
 
 Sir Hervey. What, when I view it in its proper 
 light ? No, my friend ; ftrip difliparion of its robe 
 of fafliion fhew it in its naked deformity fee it 
 furrounded by its offspring, poverty, fuicide, ce- 
 fpair, and madnefs ! and who would be weak 
 enough to purfue it ? But lead on, I obey your 
 wifhes. [Exeunt. 
 
 (Dancing renewed.) 
 
 Re-enter Sir Hervey. % 
 
 Sir Hervey. So, I have fent the letter. T know 
 not why, I trembled as 1 wrote it ; and at the 
 thought of thus difpofing of my child, my fore- 
 boding heart but I dare think no more let 
 
 ths dance go on. 
 
 Enter Worry. 
 
 Worry. Oh, Sir ! fuch news ! didn't you fay 
 Mifs Sutherland hadn't figned the bond ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. I did : and but now my friend 
 Alltrade 
 
 Worry. Your friend ! only liften, Sir my 
 
 nephew, I'm forry to mention it, is an attorney j 
 
 and he had the impudence to call here and afk lor 
 
 a ticket for your mafked ball. Says he, <f 1 can 
 
 e 4 " lupport
 
 56 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 " fupport a character." Says I, " That's impof- 
 " fible, becaufe you've no chara&erto fupport." 
 <c Nay," fays he, " I'm grown honcft fince I faw 
 ** you." " Oh ! you are, are you ?" fays I ; 
 <e then pray walk up; novelty at a mafquerade is 
 " every thing." 
 
 Sir Hervey. Pflia! what's this to me ? 
 Worry. You (hall hear, Sir. I am more forry 
 to mention he is Mr. Alltrade's attorney ; and, by 
 his orders, has juft taken the bond to Mifs Suther- 
 land, at Mr. Mill's. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Indeed ! and what was the refult ? 
 Worry. What! why the moment he (hewed her 
 your name at the bottom of it, fhe burft into tears; 
 then taking up the pen, (he exclaimed, " Though 
 ** my father is unmindful of my dirtrefTes, I can 
 <c never forget his j and were it to doom me to 
 " imprifonment or death, I would execute with 
 " pleafure," 
 
 Sir Hervey. How ! and did (he 
 Worry. She did. And another thing you 
 muft have figned the bond without reading it : in- 
 ftead of two years, 'tis payable on demand. 
 
 Sir Hervey. 'Tis falfe ! I'll not believe a word. 
 Worry. I thought fo I thought this would be the 
 cafe j and therefore I perfuaded my nephew to 
 truft me with it {produces bond). Look, here is 
 at once a proof of your friend's villainy and your 
 daughter's virtue ! See how you have wronged 
 her, and how he has wronged you. But the wi- 
 dow, die is the arch agent ! and talk of gentlemen 
 of the long robe, curfe me but I believe there's 
 more mifchief under one gown than another ! 
 
 Sir Hervey {reading bond). " Juliana Suther- 
 rt land !" - {weeps and lets bond fall.} Where is 
 fhe, where is my daughter ? 
 
 Worry,
 
 management: 57 
 
 Worry. How! -do you mean 
 Sir Hervey. I do ; I mean to prove myfelf her 
 father : the bitter fecret long has rankled here, but 
 now I can divulge it: and if a fhattered heart can 
 once more vibrate at the touch of joy, it will be 
 when I clafp my wronged, exalted child ! Come, 
 let us fly ! 
 
 Worry. Ay, the fader the better. I'm fo 
 happy ! If Mrs. Worry were in Heaven, I 
 couldn't be happier ! {as they are goings Bailiffs 
 in domino s advance ) 
 
 Bailijj. Excufe us, Sir Hervey, we cannot part 
 with you ; and unltfs the debt is inftantly paid, we 
 muft conduct you to prifon. 
 Worry. To prifon ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ay j behold my well timed punifti- 
 ment ! Now, on the brink of happinefs, I am to 
 meet the fure reward of defperation and extra- 
 vagance ! 
 
 Bailiff. Nay, why upbraid yourfelf, Sir Hervey? 
 a man of your rank couldn't live fhabbily. 
 
 Sir Hervey. No$ but I might fyave lived honor- 
 ably , ( might have lived within my income $ that 
 is the barrier no man of true honour ever paffes : 
 and if ftealing on the highway be punifhed with, 
 death, why mould the more refined robber, who 
 defrauds the induftrious tradefman of the hard 
 earnings by which he is to fupport his family, why 
 
 fhould he efcape ? Oh ! let no man boaft the 
 
 proud name of gentleman, who contracts debts 
 he cannot pay ! But I attend you lead on and 
 yet Diffraction ! William ! 
 Worry. Sir ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. The worft I had forgotten : you 
 
 know not half your mailer's weaknefs, half his 
 
 4 villany !
 
 5* MANAGEMENT. 
 
 villany ! not an hour ago I wrote a letter, and 
 commanded my daughter to marry' 
 
 Worry. Whom, Sir ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. The worft, the vileft of mankind ! 
 
 Worry. Mr. Alltrade? 
 
 Sir Hervey. Yes ; I, her father, in return for all 
 her fondnefs and affection, commanded her to link 
 herfelf to infamy, difhonour ! But is it yet too late 
 to fave her ? will fhe not be merciful ? oh ! will 
 Ihe not difobey me ? 
 
 Worry, No, (he's fo affectionate, that the mo- 
 ment Ihe reads the letter 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ay, but perhaps (he has not yet 
 received it. Go, lofe not a moment; 'tis di- 
 rected to the gentleman at whofe houfe me now 
 refides. 
 
 Worry. I'll go ; I'll do all I can to fave her : 
 and, in the mean time, pray keep up you,r fpirits, 
 Sir : indeed, indeed you deferve a better fate. 
 
 Sir Hervey. No, I deferve it all ! think what I 
 am, and what I might have been ! now an outcaft 
 and a beggar, dragged from my home, and plunged 
 into a prifon ! and, but for falhion and its errors, 
 that houfe had been a heaven ! -But my child ! 
 go be fwifter than the letter fave her from fee- 
 ing what will make her curfe mej and, whilft it 
 dooms her to eternal mifery, will be an everlafting 
 evidence of my difgrace ! [Exeunt, 

 
 MANAGEMENT. 59 
 
 SCENE An Apartment in MistV Houfe. 
 (Knocking at the door.) Enter Mrs. Dazzle. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. 'Tis he ! 'tis Alltrade ! now for 
 it ! now if Sir Hervey has but confented to the 
 marriage. (Here Lavish opens door in backfeene, 
 and is ccming out; but feeing Mrs. Dazzle flops 
 and likens). Oh, I'm ib anxious. (Enter All- 
 trade.) Well! wharfuccefs? will the match take 
 place? /ball I inherit my hufband's eftate ? 
 
 Alltrade. You will ! this letter from Sir Hervey 
 to Mr. Mift will explain and fecure every thing. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Let me fee (takes letter and 
 reads) : " To Mr. Mift. Sir, My daughter 
 cf having placed herfelf under your protection, I 
 * c am induced to think you have an influence over 
 fC her, though her father has none j therefore let 
 tf me entreat you to exert it, by perfuading her to 
 <c accept the hand of my friend Mr. Alltrade, and 
 ** affure her that her marriage with that gentleman 
 <c can alone fave me from ruin, or lead to the re- 
 * f conciliation, fhe has fo long pretended to wifh 
 ? for. Hervey Sutherland." 
 
 Alltrade. There ! Ihe's too dutiful to refufe. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Oh, the thought of faving him 
 from ruin would of itfelf induce her to confent ; 
 but the hope of a reconciliation alfo! delightful ! 
 charming ! Go, take the letter to Mr. Mill, and 
 bid him come and fliew it Juliana directly, 
 
 Alltrade. I will. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. And, d'ye hear j then away to a 
 parfon : in the mean time I'll get a licence, and 
 in lefs than half an hour the marriage fhall take 
 place in this very room, 
 
 Enter
 
 60 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Enter a Servant. 
 
 Servant. Madam, here's a Mr. Worry 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Don't admit him; remember you 
 have orders to admit nobody. (Servant exit.) 
 Away ! difpatch, my friend j and now Mifs Juliana, 
 I defy you ! neither your father nor your lover, 
 no, not even the economical Captain, can fave his 
 darling treafure now. [Exit. 
 
 Lavijb {advancing). Can't he ? he'll try a 
 thoufand ways though. 'Sdeath ! no fooner recon- 
 ciled to Juliana no fooner convinced her of my 
 truth and affection, than I'm to fee her If fhe 
 reads the letter j all's over ! for her laft words were, 
 <f I will marry no man, but the one my father 
 " felects for me." and now, when his ruin and a 
 reconciliation depend on her confenting -plague 
 on't 1 I could play the fool and weep: yes, I'm 
 no niggard here ! (putting his band to his heart)- 
 and if I can purchafe her fafety even at the lofs of 
 my life, I (hall reckon it the belt bargain I ever 
 made. 
 
 Mift (without). Very well, [I'll deliver letter 
 I'll make widow amends. 
 
 Lavijh. Here he comes, and in his pofieffion 
 what will for ever ruin me and Juliana; nay, alfo 
 Sir Hervey : I'm fure he's under fome dreadful 
 error ; and if I can fave his daughter at this moment, 
 my triumph will be ten times greater than in fight- 
 ing him j yes, that I (hall call honourable fatis- 
 fadtion. What can I devife ? fee the letter fhe 
 ihall not ! and there is no way to prevent it but 
 by getting this credulous old manager out of the 
 room. Let me fee I have it ! he talked of a riot 
 in his theatre ! it will do ! it will do ! 
 
 Enter
 
 MANAGEMENT. 61 
 
 Enter Mist drunk. 
 
 Mift (the letter in his hand). So, here's Sir 
 Hervey's letter j and I'm to fhew it Mifs Suther- 
 land; and enforce marriage, and - u-u-up ! 
 (Hiccuping) : methinks I fee double again me- 
 thinks no no I'm not on ftage now, 'caufe 
 hear no applaufe : drunk or fober, fure to en- 
 courage fuch a promifing young actor. 
 
 Lavijh (observing him). Drunk too ! better 
 and better ! 
 
 Mift. He ! he f he ! wonder how Mr. Squib- 
 how Mr. No Salary's going on ? fays he, " I'm a 
 " private actor !" <c Hem," fays I, more private 
 c< the better:" hope they accept him though ; hope 
 they let him double Prettyman ; if not, here's fuch 
 an apology ! (pulling out a paper, and putting it 
 lack again) fuch a beautiful, witty compofition ; 
 but hold : now to fee Mifs Sutherland ! 
 
 Lavijh (coming againft him). And now to pre- 
 vent you. (Afide.) Oh, Sir, I was jufl going for 
 you : the riot is begun, the whole theatre is in 
 an uproar. 
 
 Mift. Devil ! what ! want Prettyman ? 
 Lavijh. No, they want you Tell you how it 
 was Stopgap went on, and claimed their ufual in- 
 dulgence on which a little tiger-faced fellow ex- 
 claimed from the pit, " We'll bear it no longer ! - 
 " if the Manager will constantly make apologies, 
 " play the bed parts, aft his own farces, get drunk, 
 " and reel upon the ilage, why the theatre is a nui- 
 " fance!" 
 
 Mift. A nuifance ! 
 
 Lavijh. Ay : c< And either let him come and 
 ? account for his conduct, or let us treat it as a nui- 
 
 ". fance :
 
 61 MANAGEMENT*. 
 
 'fance: let us pull it down !" He was ftrongly 
 fupported, and I left the whole houfe calling 
 " Manager ! Manager !" fo go go directly 
 (pulling him). 
 
 Miji. I go ! I account ! to whom : to a five 
 pound houfe! to a tiger-faced gentleman, and a 
 dozen more ungrateful, taftelefs fcoundrels I ! 
 
 Lavijh. Taftelefs ! 
 
 Miji. Yes : haven't I done every thing ! turn'd 
 author, actor, engaged Harlequin, and half ruined 
 myfelf to pleafe 'em ? and now look 'ye, Mr. 
 Squib, here's my apology (taking paper out of his 
 pocket) : if that will fatisfy 'em, let Stop read it- 
 if not, and they ftill abufe me as afling manager, 
 fee how they like me in another character 
 acting magiftrate ! Damme ! myfelf and two 
 conftables '11 take the whole houfe ! 
 
 Lavijh (looking at the paper in Mist's hand). 
 By heaven, he has miftaken ! 'tis Sir Hervey's 
 letter ! {afide). Yes ! that will do : give me 
 that apology, and I'll anfwer for every body being 
 fatisfled nay ! there's no time for hefitation 
 they abfolutely threatened to make you go down on 
 your knees. 
 
 Miji. His knees ! a Manager on his knees ! 
 that for 'em ! (/napping his fingers and turning 
 away from Lavish). 
 
 Lavijh. Nay; the apology 'tis, 'tis Sir Hervey's 
 hand ! (aftde). Give me the apology. 
 
 Mi/l. That for 'em ! won't won't condefcend 
 to let 'em hear even apology now. 
 
 Lavijh. No ! 'Sdeath : I've marr'd every 
 thine;. (Aftdi). 
 
 Miji. No: foon manage London audience, and 
 
 not even to them- but they know better and 
 
 were I before 'cm at this moment inftead of 
 
 8 afking
 
 MANAGEMENT. 63 
 
 afking for apology inftead of approving this mean 
 cowardly piece of writing, they'd applaud me for 
 deftroying it they would ! fo there ! preferved 
 my character both as man and as Manager ! {tears 
 Sir Hervey'j letter.') 
 
 Lavi/b. You have ! and Juliana's preferved and 
 I'm preferved ! (Enter Mrs. Dazzle.) <c Here 
 " am I, widow been to Hatchet's befpoke wed- 
 u ding coach all flam damn the expence that's 
 <c your fort." 
 
 Mrs. Ddzzle. You here, Sir ! Mr. Mift, have 
 you (hewn Mifs Sutherland her father's letter ? 
 
 Mift. No j and can't ftay to do it now muft go 
 quell riot muft talk to tiger-fae'd gentleman 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle (flopping him). Nay: if you wifh 
 to make me amends, 1 infift you do it inftantly, 
 and let me be eye" witnefs of his mortification and 
 herdefpair Come forth, Mifs Juliana ! (opens door 
 in hackjcene y and leads out Juliana), Now, Mr. 
 Mift, where is Sir Hervey's letter ? 
 Mift. Here (pulling out pap.tr). 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Then read it, and fecure my 
 triumph. 
 
 Mijl. I will hem ! (Reads). t{ Ladies and 
 ' Gentlemen, the difagreeable diiemma to which I 
 <c am reduced " 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle (fnatching it from him). Why, 
 you miftake let me read. (Reads) fC Ladies 
 <c and Gentlemen, the difagreeable dilemmato wfyich 
 
 <f 1 am reduced " why what's this paper ? 
 
 Mift. An apology that I'm ready to offer you, 
 though not audience I'm very forry, but can'c 
 ftay to explain now (Going). 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Aftonifhing ! why, what's be- 
 come of Sir Hervey's letter ? 
 
 Mift.
 
 6 4 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Mijl. What ! (points to the torn letter). You 
 take the hint muft go to tiger faced gentleman 
 you take the hint. [Exit, 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. What can he mean ! I'll follow 
 him, and have the matter explained inftantlv and 
 don't fancy to efcape, Mifs Juliana j for Sir Hervey 
 fhall come himfelf and enforce his confent ; and if 
 that fails, the bond look to the bond Oh, you 
 may fmile, Sir (/o Lavish), but you'll find re- 
 venge is ftill in my power. [Exit, 
 
 Lavijh. You hear, Mifs Sutherland j and to 
 avoid the danger with which you are threatened 
 take my advice and be beforehand with them. 
 Fly to your father throw yourfelf at his feet en- 
 treat his protection 
 
 Juliana. I will; there is no other hope go 
 where I will, they ftill purfue and perfecute me. 
 Yes ! I'll to my father ! 
 
 Lavijh. Come then allow me to conduct you 
 and if I too throw myfelf at his feet, and he no 
 longer thinks me his enemy 
 
 Juliana. Alas ! even then, Mr. Lavifli con- 
 
 fider, I am fo deftitute of every hope of fortune 
 
 Lavijh. Fortune ! oh^ if that's all the difficulty, 
 it's only to lefTen our expences to live on a 
 narrow fcale : inftead of a houfe in Grofvenor- 
 fquare, we muft be content with one in Grofvenor- 
 ftreet: inftead of four horfes, we muft drive only a 
 pair t and to avoid gaming and giving great enter- 
 tainments, we muft go every night to the play or 
 the opera. But come and though thus far I fhall 
 ftint you, my dear Juliana, in every other refpect 
 I'll indulge you to the laft (hilling 1 will, if I 
 lave it a thoufand ways ! [Exeunt, 
 
 
 
 THE END OF THE FOURTH ACT.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 6j 
 
 ACT V. 
 
 SCENE The Court -yard of a Prifon-, Wall and 
 great Gates in back Scene-, on each Side Apartments in 
 the Prifon, and O, P. Steps leading up to a Door. 
 Moonlight, 
 
 Sir Hervey and Worry dif covered, 
 
 Worry, Nay, let me entreat you, Sir, retire to 
 your chamber ! you forget you are in a prifon. 
 
 Sir Hervey. But are you fure my daughter is not 
 Alltrade's wife ? 
 
 Worry, I am, Sir ! and that fhe owes her deli- 
 verance to the generous exertions of Captain JLavifh. 
 {Loud knocking at gate.) There you hear, Sir ! 
 now pray, pray retire. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Well! conduct mej and in the 
 morning wait on Captain Lavifh, and exprefs my 
 warmeft gratitude. 
 
 Worry. Aye, that I will, Sir ! and make everv 
 inquiry after Mifs Sutherland: but now, Sir! 
 (Loud knocking again). Blefs me ! this is a molt 
 unconfcionable fort of place ! neither let people in 
 or out ! 'tis devililh hard : I dare fay the gentle- 
 man has as much right to be here as anv bodv ! 
 This way, Sir, this way! (Sir Hervey and Worry 
 afcendJlepSj and exeunt,) 
 
 f Gates
 
 66 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 (Gates are opened, and enter Juliana and two 
 Bailiffs.) 
 
 Firji Bailiff. Come, come ! now all's fafe : 
 though if we hadn't contrived to feparate her from 
 Captain Lavifh by means of a forged letter 
 
 Second Bailiff. Ay, that was my planning! fo 
 here you are, Mifs ! arretted on your bond for five 
 thoufand pounds , and you know Mr. Alltrade's 
 terms! either fign a contract of marriage 
 Juliana. That I never will. 
 Firft Bailiff. Good night then. 
 Juliana. Stay ! fpare me but a moment ! 
 unufed to this (bene of terror and diftrefs, unlefs 
 fome friendly hand is ftretched to fave me, I muft 
 e'en fall and perifh here ! Oh, I am faint! quite 
 quite fick at heart. 
 
 Second Bailiff. You'd better fign the contract 
 then/ 
 
 Juliana. Never ! never ! (Bailiffs exeunt').' 
 
 They're gone: now, Juliana, fummon all your 
 
 courage ! -alone, unprote&ed ! in the word place, 
 
 amongft the worft fociety j feparated from the man 
 
 you love, deferted by the father you revere, 
 
 and fo deprived of every hope of aid, that, mould 
 
 you linger on for years, here, here at laft muft be 
 
 your gra,ve ! (Shouting and laughing without.) 
 
 Heavens ! what noife is that ? a fet of the mod 
 
 needy and moft defperate! (Stamping :) Again ! 
 
 they come this way and 1 am left to be the victim 
 
 of their brutality ! I can't fupport it ! I faint 
 
 with terror ! Oh, help ! help ! (Falls at the foot 
 
 of the ftcps). 
 
 Re-enter
 
 MANAGEMENT. 67 
 
 Re-enter Sir Hervey. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Surely I heard a woman's voice, 
 and feemingly in much diftrefs ! 'tis (b ! poor 
 wretch ! fhe fcarcely breathes : Within there ! 
 {Re-enter Worry :) give your afliftance ! help me 
 to raife this poor unfortunate. 
 
 Worry. I will, I will I {They raife Juliana, who 
 remains- in a lifelefs fiate). Merciful powers! 
 (feeing her face fflarting^ and moving away). 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ha 1 what alarms you ? do you 
 know her ? 
 Worry. I do ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Who is it ? what brings her here ? 
 fpeak ! has fhe no friends ? no relations ? 
 Worry. Yes: fhe has a father! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Barbarian! could he not prevent 
 
 Worry. He could, but afk your own 
 
 heart! mine would burft to fpeak it.' 
 Sir Hervey. How ? 
 
 Worry. Ay, your much wronged daughter! who 
 evidently has been brought here on the bond fhe 
 figned to fave you ! but don't don't be unhap- 
 py, Sir ! I'll go directly for afiifiance. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Fly ! begone ! (Worry exit. Juli- 
 ana remains ft ill lifelefs in Sir Hervey's arms:)-~ 
 can 1 behold all this, and live ? Poor girl ! the 
 
 very features of ; Oh, God ! Oh, God ! 
 
 Juliana. Give me air ! So ; I am much, much 
 better. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Indeed ! I am glad, cordially 
 glad : ha ! ha ! (weeping) you've faved my life! 
 
 Juliana. Your life ! fuch kindnefs from a ftran- 
 ger! Oh! in this place 1 little thought to find a 
 friend ! 
 
 f 2 Sir
 
 68 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Sir Hert'ey. And do you call me friend ! 
 
 Juliana. I hope 1 may ! you feem to take an 
 intereft in my fufferings. 
 
 Sir Hervey. I do I do ! and well I know the 
 author of them all ! too well I know the father that 
 has caufed them. 
 
 Juliana. My father ! do you know my father ? 
 Oh, when you fee him, don't tell him you found 
 me in prifon ! that would afflict him, and it would 
 double my mifery to add to his ! don't pray 
 don't tell him, Sir. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Why not? why feel for him who 
 never felt for you ! has he not from your infancy 
 deferted you ? has he not (hut his doors againft 
 you ?and, inftead of being your friend and protector, 
 has he not proved himfelf your enemy your per- 
 iecutor ? 
 
 Juliana (haught'dy). Well ! if he has, Sir? 
 
 Sir Hervey. Did he not thwart you in your affec- 
 tions, tear you from the man you love, and com- 
 mand you to marry him you hate ? and after thefe' 
 accumulated injuries, and you had involved yourfclf 
 to fupport him, what was his return ? ingratitude ! 
 what was your inheritance ? poverty ! what 
 has been your reward? a prifon! Oh, villain! 
 villain ! word of villains ! 
 
 Juliana. Villain! hold your unlicenfed tongue. 
 Villain ! who are you that dare thus accule my 
 father ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. A libertine; whofe diffipation drove 
 his wife into luch fcenes of error and remorfe that 
 fhe died of a broken heart ! an outcaft ! who, 
 not content with that, would have reduced his 
 daughter to the fame unhappy fate ! a wretch ! 
 who, abandoned her not for her own conduct, buc 
 her mother's !- who brought her to a prifon ! who 
 
 fees
 
 MANAGEMENT. 69 
 
 fees her there without the hope of faving her ! or, 
 to fum up all in one emphatic word to give the 
 
 aggregate of complicated infamy- 1 am your 
 
 father ! 
 
 Juliana. My father ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ay, look at me! view me well 
 do you not fhudder at the hideous fight r\ will 
 you not curfe avoid me as a pedilence ? a 
 fiend ! 
 
 Juliana. No: I will cling to you! thus grow 
 for ever round you ! (throwing her/elf into his * 
 arms J. My father ! my dear, dear father ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Juliana, be merciful! load me 
 with reproaches this kindnefs will deftroy me I 
 
 Juliana, Reproach you ! what, at the moment 
 I have found you ? no: let me but be near you, 
 and I will blefs the hour that brought me jo this 
 place! for it has given me the utmoft wifhes of 
 my foul it has reilored to me a parent ! 
 
 Enter Alltrade and Worry. 
 
 Worry. There ! 'tis as I expected ; they are re- 
 conciled look ! have you the heart to interrupt 
 their joy ? 
 
 Alltrade. Sir Hervey, I have no wifh but to 
 give you both liberty; and if you will fulfil your 
 promife, by perfuadmg Mifs Sutherland to accept 
 
 my hand -nay : why frown ? you fee I come as 
 
 a friend. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Friend! away I'm weary of the 
 very word. 
 
 Alltrade. What ! weary of friendfhip, Sir Her- 
 vey ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ay, Sir; time was, when friend- 
 ship wore a bold and open afpecl, and as it fpoke 
 
 f 3 it
 
 ;o MANAGEMENT. 
 
 it acted : but now 'tis mafked ; and underneath it 
 lurks all modern villany. Who betrayed my wife ? 
 a friend! who belied my child? a friend! 
 who immured her in a gaol, and if fhe does not 
 proftitute her hand and heart, will fee her pe- 
 rifh there who, but my friend ! Can my enemy 
 thus injure me? Noj in him I place no confi- 
 dence or truft ; and henceforth let me rather meet 
 a thoufand foes than the defigning arts of one falfe 
 friend. 
 
 Alltrade. Well, as you pleafe (Enter Lavish 
 behind)- ~here is Mifs Sutherland's difcharge ; but 
 fince you don't choofe to accede to my propofals, 
 goocT night (/hewing' difcharge^ and -putting it up 
 again). 
 
 Juliana. Nay, let me entreat you, Mr. All- 
 trade. 
 
 Worry. And let me entreat you, Mr. Alltrade. 
 
 Alltrade. No, I can be obftinate in my turn- 
 good night. 
 
 Lavijh (advancing and turning Alltrade 
 round). Then let me entreat you, Mr. Alltrade 
 nay, don't think to efcape, Sir Blefs you ! you 
 are quite miftaken ; Mr. Alltrade's the moft kind, 
 
 obliging The difcharge give me the difcharge, 
 
 you Icoundrel or elfe, Newmarket in the flrft 
 place (Jhaking his cane) y and high life in the fe- 
 cond (pulling up his neckcloth). 
 
 Alltrade (trembling violently). Well, Sir 
 fince you infift, Sir 
 
 Lavijh. I do; and be quick difpatch (All- 
 trade gives Lavish a paper). Oh, this is the very 
 thing 1 fuppofe (begins reading it) " By this 
 " my laft will, I Jeremiah Dazzle give and be- 
 
 " queath*' . 
 
 Alltrade.
 
 MANAGEMENT, 71 
 
 Alltrade. Stop, flop that's the wrong paper 
 here, here's the difcharge. 
 
 Lavijh (takes it and puts it into his pocket). 
 Very well a good economift pockets every thing 
 (Reads on) : " all the property of which I die pof- 
 " feffed, unto that moft amiable Juliana 
 
 " Sutherland." Amazement ! ( Sir Hervey, 
 
 Juliana, and Lavish all look at each other with 
 aftonijhment, and during paufe Alltrade exit.) 
 There you take care of that, Sir Hervey, whilft I 
 take care of Mr. (turns round and finds All- 
 traqe gone) ~what ! gone! I'll follow him I'll 
 but no we've got all we want from him - 
 and fo, Ypite of our former animofities, Sir Hervey, 
 allow me to congratulate you. 
 
 Sir Hervey (having read the will). No, Sir j 
 my hopes are vanifhed, I find here the fortune is 
 conditional: if my daughter marries, it devolves 
 to Mrs. Dazzle. 
 
 Lavijh. If fhe marries ? 
 
 Sir Hervey. Ay, Sir ! while fhe remains fingle, 
 (he may roll in affluence, and- 1 be reftored to all my 
 former fplendor; but will that give either of us con- 
 folacion ? Noj my own fad example has taught me 
 the reverfe; and therefore, mark me, Juliana 
 I wifh to make atonement, to give you fixed, un- 
 ceafing happinefs; and having proved myfelf un- 
 fit to guard fo dear a charge, let him who belt 
 deferves, let him protect you ! 
 
 Juliana. Him '.whom, Sir ? 
 
 Sir Hervey (pointing to Lavish). Him! Ac- 
 cept her, Mr. Lavifh, take her as the beft re- 
 compence for all the wrongs I've done you. Nay, 
 I know the penalty : I know, by marrying you 
 fhe forfeits this eftace ; and for your fake I wifh it 
 had accompanied her; but for my own! at laft 
 F 4 I've
 
 7 * MANAGEMENT. 
 
 I've acted as a parent ought, and though thefe 
 gates are ever fhut againft me, I know my daugh- 
 ter's happy, and that thought will give what wealth 
 can never purchafej a quiet confcience and unr- 
 broken reft. 
 
 Lavijh. Sir Hervey, you have acted nobly 
 
 but 
 
 Sir Hervey. But what ? You are fufficiently 
 affluent to maintain her. 
 
 Lavi/b. No j there's the curfe on't : I thought 
 I had faved a fortune j but juft now, when I heard 
 of your mutual diftrefs, and drew, bills on my 
 fteward and my banker, they refufed payment j 
 to my aftonifhment they faid I hadn't. a (hil- 
 ling! there you fee, there's the end of my econo- 
 my ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. And you'd have paid my debts 
 you'd have releafed your enemy ? 
 
 Lavijh. Ay, that I would, if I'd faved it a thou- 
 fand ways; but to marry on fuch conditions ! 
 NoI'll die firft. 
 
 Juliana. And fo will I ; and hard as it is, here 
 Jet us feparate, Mr. Lavifh. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Never ! never fhafl you be divided ! 
 
 and though we can expect no liberality from 
 
 .Mrs. Dazzle, yet under all the circumftances~ fhe 
 
 may be induced to compromife perhaps allow 
 
 us a moiety, or a third. 
 
 Lavijh. Ay, or any thing, if (he'll only allow 
 us two hundred a-year, with my management I'll 
 be bound we'll all live comfortably ; I'll go make 
 her propofals inftantly, and don't fear my fuccefs ; 
 for at a bargain, never was fuch a fellow at 
 making a bargain. 
 
 Juliana. Adieu, Mr. Lavifh y pray Heaven 
 ypu may fucceed 3 
 
 Worry,
 
 MANAGEMENT. f j 
 
 Worry. So fay I ; and if (he don't come to 
 an amicable adjuftment, conteft the will, angi 
 employ my nephew to file a bill in Chancery 
 againft her. 
 
 Lavijh. No, that will never do : rather give up 
 the whole property than go to law. Come, that's 
 good economy, or the devil's in it. \Rxit. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Come, Juliana, in my apartments 
 we'll wait his return. (To Worry) : You alfo, 
 faithful, conftant friend ! 
 
 Juliana. How fhall I thank you ? how repay 
 
 Worry. Repay ! Look! are you not reconciled ? 
 Isn't that repaying me ? Oh ! I am the happieft 
 
 fellow living ! No I forgot Mrs. Worry. 
 
 [Exeunt O. P. 
 
 SCENE A Street in the Town. 
 Enter Alltrade, Mrs. Dazzle, and a Servant. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Don't talk to me, Sir.- The will 
 difcovered ! 
 
 Alltrade. I tell you it was no fault of mine, and 
 my life on't Mifs Sutherland will marry the Captain, 
 and ft ill forfeit the bequeft. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. She marry ! (he marry ! non* 
 fenfc ! Haven't I this inftant feen the faithlefs Cap- 
 taiu, and isn't it exactly as 1 fufpedted ? Take my 
 word for it, Juliana will keep the eftate and her 
 lover too. 
 
 Alltrade. How! what mean you? 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Mean? that the Captain never 
 thought of making her his wife j and the father, to 
 gain his liberty and five thoufand a-year, will be 
 
 unprin-
 
 74 V A N A G E M E N T. 
 
 unprincipled enough to confent to his daughter's 
 difgrace. 
 
 Alltrade. Oh, I underftand now: live together 
 without marrying. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Ay ; Mr. Lavilh not only didn't 
 deny the infamous fcheme, but abfolutely offered 
 me two hundred a-year if I'd give up all claim 
 under my hufband's will ; if not, he faid he and 
 Juliana would go to Italy, and live on the profits. 
 What fhall I do ? deprived of my hufband's eftate, 
 I'm abfolutely pennylefs. 
 
 Alltrade. I know j and you fee they are de- 
 cided j therefore, why hefitate ? two hundred 
 a-year is certainly better than nothing. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. True j and as I have no other 
 hope, John, go to Mr. Lavifh, fay I accede to 
 his propofals, and if he'll bring an agreement to my 
 houfe, I'll fign directly. {Servant exit.) Oh ! that 
 it (hould come to this s but I'll expofe them* 
 I'll 
 
 Enter Stopgap {with a letter). 
 
 Stopgap. From Mr. Mill, Madam -, it is of the 
 utmoft confequence, and requires an immediate 
 anfwer (giving letter). 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Indeed ! 
 
 Stopgap. Yes, Madam; he has this moment 
 received pofitive information, that Mr. Dazzle 
 died poffeffed of half a London theatre j and as 
 you are his widow, Madam but the letter will 
 explain. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle (reading). " Majeftic Mrs. M. P. 
 only time to fay, forget pad bad management 
 t{ -accept hand and fortune - 3 we'll inftantly act 
 
 " Benedict
 
 MANAGEMENT. 75 
 
 .' Benedid and Beatrice. Doors to be opened at 
 " eight, and performance begin precifely at nine, 
 
 " Vivant Rex et Reginai P. M. . N. B. 
 
 ff Would have waited on you in perfbn, but 
 " Harlequin and .flow waggon are juft arrived." 
 Delightful ! glorious ! now I am rich enough to 
 defy the Captain and his affociates : My compli- 
 ments to Mr. Mift, I'll wait upon him inftantly, 
 and the fooner the marriage takes place, the hap- 
 pier it will make me. (Stopgap exit.) Come, Mr. 
 Alltrade, you (hall fhare my good fortune, and 
 when the Captain brings the agreement, how I 
 ihall laugh at him $ I now defpife, as much as I 
 pnce loved him. \Exeunt. 
 
 SCENE Infide of a Theatre. 
 
 Mist difcovered. 
 
 Mijl. Forfeit 'em, I'll forfeit 'em. Harlequin 
 arrived ! firft call new pantomime, and not an 
 ador come to rehearfal ; vagabonds ! all envy 
 all jealoufy; dread his immortal powers, and 
 want to knock* him up j won't do though not 
 eafily put out of countenance. 
 
 Enter Stopgap. 
 
 Stopgap. Joy ! I give you joy, Sir ; Mrs. 
 Pazzle confents. 
 
 Mift. W hat ! doors opened at eight. 
 $to$. Ay, and performance begin at nine. 
 
 Mift.
 
 76 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 Mift. And no money returned after curtain'5 
 drawn up! tol de roll, toll, loll -. I'm a real 
 London Manager ! that, {/napping his fingers,} 
 that for this half or rather no priced toy-mop : but 
 where is fhe ? where's the imperial Mrs. M. P. 
 
 Stopgap. She'll be here dire&ly, and Mr. Squib 
 alfo : I met -him in the ftreet, and on my telling 
 bim you were about to marry Mrs. Dazzle for the 
 lake of her theatrical property, he faid you were 
 grofsly impofed upon, and that he'd wait upon 
 you, and explain the matter inftantly : >and fee, 
 here he comes. 
 
 Mift. He explain ! pflha ! what does he know 
 about {Enter Lavish) Excufe me, Mr. Squib, 
 can't talk to ftrollers now; I'm real a Royal Lon- 
 don Manager. 
 
 Lavijh. So am I ; I'm a real Royal London 
 Manager. 
 
 Mift. You ! good, very good ; and you've < 
 got old Dazzle's (hare, fuppofe ? 
 
 Lavijh. Yes, and I've got old Dazzle's fhare, 
 fuppofe. 
 
 Mift. Better and better ! in right of the heirels 
 too? 
 
 Lavijh. Yes, in right of the heirefs too. 
 
 Mift. What, you mean to marry the widow ? 
 
 Lavijh. No, damn me if I do j and if I did, that 
 wouldn't help me. 
 
 Mifi. No! 
 
 Lavijh. No ; the theatre is not hers, it belongs 
 to Mifs Sutherland {producing will} : here it is 
 under old Dazzle's hand : here's another apology, 
 read it, and then once more " Ladies and Gentle- 
 " men, the difagreeable dilemma to which I 
 " am reduced" ha ! ha I there's a Manager for 
 you ! 
 
 Mrs.
 
 MANAGEMENT. 77 
 
 Airs. Dazzle (without). Where is my life, my 
 lord, my hufband ? 
 
 Lavijh, There, you read the will, while I talk 
 to the heirefs. (Mist and Stopgap retire up the 
 Jiage with the will, Mrs. Dazzle enters.)- So, 
 widow, here's the agreement. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Then you may take it back again 1 
 I fhan't fign it. 
 
 Lavijh. No ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. No j my marriage with Mr. Mift 
 makes me fufficiently rich and independent to re- 
 fufe the paltry offer ; and I can now (hew the world 
 that I'm above being a party in fo infamous a 
 tranfaction ! fo I wifh you a pleafant tour to Italy, 
 good Signor Lavifhini. 
 
 Lavijh. You're wrong ! it's a mighty pretty in- 
 come : I'd be bound to keep a carriage on two 
 hundred a- year. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Very likely : but you have your 
 artfwer. Sir. 
 
 Stopgap (behind to Mist). Yes: Mifs Suther- 
 land's heirefs ! Mr. Squib Manager. 
 
 Miji. And I'm dethroned : exit Mift. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Look ! there's my dear intended ! 
 Now, Sir, fee me take poiTeffion of his hand and 
 
 ate. Oh, Mr. Mift ! (curt/eying.) 
 
 Stopgap (afide to Mist). I have a thought, Sir I 
 
 rhaps Mifs Sutherland may wifh to fell and 
 "rough Mr. Squib's intereft, and by fecuring him 
 the deputyfhip 
 
 Miji. I may get purchafc! well prompted, Stop 
 we'll pay court to new monarch ; now mind, one 
 of beft benefit bows. (They put themjelves in bow- 
 ing attitudes and advance towards Mrs, Dazzle.) 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Delightful man! with what awe 
 he approaches me ! you fee, Signor you fee! 
 
 (Mist
 
 78 MANAGEMENT. 
 
 (Mist and Stopgap pa/s by Mrs. Dazzle and 
 come clofe to Lavish.) 
 
 Mifi. Royal Mr. Squib fee your authority, and 
 humbly 
 
 Mrs . Dazzle (turning him round). Why, Mr. 
 Mift, I'm on this fide. 
 
 Mifi. I know! but I am on the other fide: 
 a goodManager always goes with the ruling party: 
 any reparation to you or the heirefs, Mr. Squib ! 
 would fhe choofe the freedom? or you take a be- 
 nefit ? play myfelf, and give you firft night of 
 new pantomime. 
 
 Lavijh. You fee, Signora, you fee ! why if 
 you're in earned, Mr. Mift, Mifs Sutherland's fa- 
 ther is in prifon, and as this Will gives him no 
 ready money 
 
 Mift, I take what's the debt ? 
 
 Laviflj. A trifle ! but a thoufand pounds, which 
 in the courfe of a month I can fave and repay 
 you ! or if that fecurity don't content you, you 
 fhail have a mortgage on the theatre. 
 
 Mift. That's it j that's the bed fecurity on earth 1 
 far better than meadows and corn fields ! people 
 will go without bread, but, blefs 'em ! never with- 
 out plays! Come along, Stop prifon only next 
 door gaoler take my word : re enter with Sir 
 Hervey inftantly. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Why, are you mad, Sir ? will 
 you again difappoint and deceive me ? 
 
 Mift. Deceive you ! hem ! >who concealed 
 w j]] ? paffed off for Manager, and turns out only 
 author? who under falfe pretences would have 
 pocketed all my fcenes, drefifes, and decorations?- 
 No, no you deceived me; and therefore, " Mary, 
 tc once more I follow thee ! and fo, Good morrow, 
 " good Queen Elizabeth !" [Exit with Stopgap. 
 
 Mrs.
 
 
 MANAGEMENT. 79 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Barbarian! Savage! this is the 
 third time he has made a dupe of me, Mr. Lavifli ! 
 (Burjls into tears), I'll fign the agreement, Mr. 
 Lavifli ! 
 
 Lavijh. Excufe me ! -I'm above being a party 
 in fo infamous a tranfaction. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Nay : when you confider the 
 fmallnefs of the fum, and that I bind myfelf to give 
 up all claim under my hufband's will. 
 
 Lavijh. Why, that's true; and ferioufly fpeaking 
 two hundred a-year is no object; and therefore, I'll 
 indulge you ? fign directly, and I'll indulge you ! 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. The fooner the better ! 1 long to 
 be out of the monfter's houfe ! here's pen and ink. 
 
 Lavijh. And here's the agreement ! {they go to 
 the table). 
 
 Enter Mist, Sir Hervey, and Juliana. 
 Mijl. Take care confider you're a new per- 
 former, Sir Hervey you alfo, Mils M. P. mind 
 the traps. 
 
 Sir Hervey. Sir, I know not how to exprefs my 
 thanks or my aftonifhment. 
 
 Lavijh {coming from table agreement in his 
 hand). Huzza ! Sir Hervey, I give you joy Mifs 
 Sutherland, I give you joy here it is, figned and 
 fealed. Mrs. Dazzle generoufly takes two hun- 
 dred a-year, and gives up all claim under her 
 hufband's will there ! there's a bargain maker for 
 you ! 
 
 Sir Hervey. Is this true, Madam ? 
 Mrs. Dazzle. True ! you know I've been 
 tricked into it. 
 
 Lavijh. You have you trick'd yourfelf into it. 
 Mrs. Dazzle. Myfelf! 
 
 Lavijh. Ay ! you would be indulged j and as 
 here is now no longer any bar to our union, with 
 
 13 this
 
 
 So MANAGEMENT. 
 
 this lady's {taking Juliana'j hand) and her father's 
 leave allow me to introduce you to Mrs. Lavifh 
 elet. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle, How ! your wife ! 
 Lavijh. Ay $ you thought I'd call her by 
 another name ; but I am (till old falhioned enough 
 to think the word " wife," heightens happinefs 
 and gives a zed to love ! (Mrs. Dazzle is going 
 to /peak) Nay, don't blame me ! you have to 
 thank yourfelf for the whole tranfaction ; and when 
 any body makes falfe charges, I hope I fhall be al- 
 ways too good an economift not to make them 
 pay for them. 
 
 Mifl {to Mrs. Dazzle). You take the hint ! 
 you take the hint ! 
 
 Mrs Dazzle. Oh, I mail go wild I (ftamp- 
 ing violently). 
 
 Mifi. Gently you'll be down the trap. 
 
 Mrs. Dazzle. So, Mifs, you mean to allow me 
 
 only this paltry 
 
 Juliana. No, Madam ! with my hufband's per- 
 miflion the. annuity fhall be doubled. The widow 
 of my benefactor mult be more amply provided 
 for. 
 
 Lavijh. Certainly ! I can fave it a thoufand 
 ways ! And now, Mr. Milt, as we (hall certainly 
 difpofe of our theatrical property, you fhall be the 
 purchafer Only mind, I make the bargain never 
 was fuch a fellow at making bargains ! 
 
 Mift. Name your own terms only let me be 
 London Manager ! Oh, for the opening! Oh, 
 for the firft night ! After Hamlet, what an ad- 
 dfefs will I make to them ? 
 
 Laviftj. Addrefs ! why what will you fay ? 
 Mift. Tell you "Ladies and Gentlemen on 
 " the part of the company in general, and myfelf 
 7 " as
 
 MANAGEMENT. 81 
 
 "as proprietor, author, a&or, and manager in 
 " particular confefs faults acknowledge obliga- 
 " tions and humbly entreat your ufual candour 
 " and indulgence." -Then getting nearer the 
 lamps " Ladies and Gentlemen, to-morrow and 
 <c following evening, with your permifiion, this play 
 "will be repeated!" 
 
 THE END OF THE COMEDY.
 
 11 " 
 
 EPILOGUE, 
 
 WRITTEN BY GEORGE COLMAN, ESQ. 
 
 Spoken by Mr. Fawcett in the Character of MlST. 
 
 A London Manager of high degree, 
 
 I, Peter Mid, now enter here O. P. ; 
 
 My country playhoufe, e'er I came to town 
 
 Almcft knock'd up, has been in lots knock'd down. 
 
 A fturdy farmer bought the walls: why then, 
 What was a barn will be a barn again. 
 Corn on the flag?, not mummers will be feen ; 
 And oats b% threfh'd where aclors fhould have been ; 
 Wheat ltrew the boards where erft did heroes tread, 
 To make what heroes never made there bread. 
 
 Stage- ftruck, but hen-peck'd, honeft Juflice Dunder 
 Has all my clouds, his lady has my thunder. 
 Dick Drench, the fnug apothecary, means 
 To give a private play, fo buys my fcenes : 
 Drench, " fmelling of the fhop," and idemfemper, 
 Could not refill fcenes painted in diftemper. 
 
 The Member for the town bought all my coats; 
 There he was wife for I command two votes ; 
 And pUyhoufe coats (again he ihew'd difcerning) 
 Will fuit a Member, for they're us'd to turning. 
 
 My wigs the women quarrell'd for, fweet fouls ! 
 /My daggers ftuck in felling ; but my bowls 
 Mine hoft of the Red Lion clapp'd his eyes on, 
 And bought 'em, as I did, to ferve up poifon. 
 
 Thus all my country flock, as Shakfpeare fays, 
 Myclcud-capt towers, my gorgeous palaces, 
 ** Yea, my great globe," (the barn,) fo much involv'd, 
 And " all it did inherit, have difTolv'd." 
 
 But
 
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 Bat if fome future Manager fhould take 
 My " folemn temple," which 1 now forfake j 
 My *' fabric of a vifion," he will find 
 That I have left a curfed *' wreck behind." 
 
 Here then I come, by rural fchemes half undone, 
 But country flumps appear new brooms in London. 
 Egad I'll fweep all clean look to' t ne'er doubt me 
 A London Manager, I'll lay about me ; 
 And, as a fample, you fhall hear my hints, 
 To be inferted in to-morrow's prints : 
 
 A five aft play laft night was reprefented, 
 " By an amazing Dramaiift invented ! 
 " Author's and A&ors' merits were immenfe, 
 " And Fawcett e'en furpafs'd his ufual excellence ! 
 " Great care 'tis plain was taken in rehearfal ; 
 *' And" may I add with truth?* *' applaufe was 
 * univerfal." 
 
 %^
 
 PLAY'S, &V. printed for LongaUn *</Rees, 
 No." 39, Paternofter Row. 
 
 r. The VOTARY OF WEALTH, a Comedy ; by Mr. 
 Hor/WAN. zs. 
 
 2. LAUGH WHEN YOU CAN, a Comedy ; by Mr. 
 Reynolds. 2s. 
 
 3. The DRAMATIST, a Comedy ; by Ditto, is. 6d. 
 
 4. NOTORIETY, a Come Jy ; by Ditto, is. 6d. 
 
 5. HOW TO pROW RICH, a Comedy; by Ditto. 
 is. 6d. ,. 
 
 6. The RAGE, a Comedy; by Ditto. 2s. 
 
 7. WERTER, a Tragedy; by Ditto. Is. 6d. 
 
 8. .SPECULATION, a Comedy; by Ditto. 2s. 
 
 9. WILD OATS, a Comedy; by Mr. O'Keepfe. is.6d. 
 
 10. The CASTLE OF ANDALUSIA, a Comic Opera; 
 by Ditto, is. 6d. 
 
 11. SPRIGS OF LAUREL, a Comic Opera, in Two 
 Acts ;.by Ditto, is. 
 
 12. HARTFORD BRIDGE, an Operatic Farce, in Two 
 Ads ; by Mr. Pearce. is. 
 
 13. The MIDNIGHT WANDERERS, a Comic Opera, 
 in Two ASts; bv Ditto, is. 
 
 14. NETLEV ABBEY, an Operatic Farce, in Two 
 Atfs ; by Ditto, is. 
 
 15. ARRIVED AT PORTSMOUTH; by Ditto, is. 
 jo. WINDSOR CASTLE, an Opera, performed in 
 
 Honor of the Marriage of His Royal Highnefs the Prince of 
 Wales ; by Ditto. With an elegant Vignette, is. 6d. 
 
 17. The MAID of NORMANDY; or, The Death 
 of the Queen of France, a Tragedy; by Mr. Eyre, 
 late of Pembroke College, Cambridge, is. 6d. 
 
 18. CONSEQUENCES; or, The School for Preju- 
 dice, a Corned v ; by Ditto, is. 6d. 
 
 19. The FATAL SISTERS, and POEMS ; by Ditto. 
 4s. 
 
 20. The DISCARDED SECRETARY; by Ditto. 2s. 
 
 21. The MYSTERIES OF THE CASTLE, an Opera; 
 
 by M. P- ANDREWS. 2S. 
 
 2:. CROTCHET LODGE, a Farce ; by Mr. Hurl- 
 
 STONE. IS. / 
 
 23. The IRISHMAN IN LONDON, a Farce; by Mr. 
 
 M'READY. 19. . 
 
 24. ZORINSKI, a Piay ; by Mr. Morton. 2s. 
 
 25. The WAY TO GET MARRIED, a Comedy; by 
 Ditto. 2S. 
 
 26. The CURE FOR THE HEART ACHE,' a Co- 
 medy ; by Ditto. 2s. 
 
 27. SECRETS WORTH KNOWING, a Comedy; by 
 
 Dl'.tO. 25. 
 
 28. LOCK AND KEY, a Farce; by Mr. Ho are. is.
 
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