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THE STRIPLING: A TRAGEDY.

my house near Chelsea, where, if you will have the condescension to come yourself, and acquaint me with your determination, I shall think myself honoured.—Excuse me now; I am exceedingly hurried with business. Let me have the pleasure of attending you to your chair, Letitia; I once called you by that dear name (taking her hand familiarly).

MRS. ARDEN (pulling away her hand indignantly).

Insulting, detestable villain! let one general ruin overwhelm us all, before I owe any thing to thee. (Hurrying from him.)[Exit.

ROBINAIR (looking after her significantly).

Yes; pride must make some blustering, before he be entirely turned out of doors: this is but reasonable, and according to the working of nature. Yes, yes, yes! there will be time enough between this and midnight to smooth the haughty brow into submission. (Walking hastily up and down, and stopping now and then as he speaks.) Now will the days of thy scorn be remembered with bitterness, when, wife to a degraded husband, thou lookest timidly up to the eyes of a protector—even him whom thou hast rejected with disdain.—Let this once be, and I shall feel it worth all the——No; I will not call it vil-