Mary Price; or, The Adventures of a Servant Girl — page 18: what you’re looking at

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$c. I] MARY PRICE. 9 Tom. Poor Mary’s afraid the Bulldog will bite her; but not while I am here—not likely, not likely. Mary. Come, let us at once away. RopertT. No, Mary dear, I cannot leave Ashford yet; but soon [—— Mary. Well, you will find me at Lord Harlesdon’s, in Gros- venor Square. For your own sake, dear Robert, delay not to seek me there; and all that a fond sister can accomplish to promote a brother’s welfare, I will do with joy and gladness. (embracing him) Good-bye, Robert—good-bye—and heaven bless you! Exit door, UL. Tom. (to ROBERT, singing) A mouse may get into a trap, And sob and sigh in vain; But the question is, after such a mishap, Will he ever get out again ? Not likely, not likely. Exit, L. Ropert. Dear, good Mary, I will be warned by your wise counsels—will accompany you to London—yes, I— (goinqgq— the TWO MEN stay him, grasping each an arm) Brit. Nonsense. Here, Boosey, bring some brandy. Go to-morrow, and we'll make a night of it. Nick. That’s it! BILL. (singing) “‘ And we won’t go home till morning,” &c. NICK joins, and they drag ROBERT off, R. ScENE SeconpD.—Chamber in Lord Harlesdon’s Mansion. (1st grooves.) Enter JEMIMA, R. JEMIMA. Dear me, what a bustle everybody is in to be sure. The house is full of company. But his old lordship is by no means pleased to see so many dashing gentlemen, bowing and smiling to his beautiful wife. Now, what in the world could ever have induced her to marry a man old enough to be her grandfather, I can’t imagine. However, that’s no business of mine. I wish, though, Mary Price would come back; for while she is away, all the work in the nursery is on my shoulders. Ah! here come two of our noble guests. Enter LORD CLAVERING and LIEUTENANT AUBREY, L. JEMIMA. (R.) If you please, gentlemen, the dinner is nearly ready. Lorp C. (c.) And we, my dear, are quite ready for our dinner. Upon my word, you're a pretty little girl! (chucks JEMIMA under the chin) Her ladyship displays remarkable good taste in the selection of her female servants. COmiCcloooks C@