THE ROMAN CAMP.
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LADY CLARINDA.
What, because I have made up my mind not to give away my heart when I can sell it? I will introduce you to my new acquaintance, Mr. Mac Quedy: he will talk to you by the hour about exchangeable value, and shew you that no rational being will part with any thing, except to the highest bidder.
CAPTAIN FITZCHROME.
Now, I am sure you are not in earnest. You cannot adopt such sentiments in their naked deformity.
LADY CLARINDA.
Naked deformity: why Mr. Mac Quedy will prove to you that they are the cream of the most refined philosophy. You live a very pleasant life as a bachelor, roving about the country with your portfolio under your arm. I am not fit to be a poor man's wife.
