Mary Price; or, The Adventures of a Servant Girl — page 36: what you’re looking at

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SC. IV. | MARY PRICE. 30 his pistols at LORD CLAVERING, R.—all the characters enter—MAryY flies to LADY HARLESDON, who embraces her, C.—OFFICERS follow—tableau) Tom. I’ve got you—but I ain’t a going to shoot you—not likely, not likely! (CONSTABLES secure BILL and NIcK) RosertT. (Rk. C.) Titled ruffian, dearly shall you rue this outrage. Lorp H. (L. C., fo OFFICERS) Arrest his lordship too; and I will answer for it, he shall not evade the power of the law. Tom. And mind you muzzle the Bulldog, else he’ll bite you —very likely, very likely ! Lorp C. Adieu, grandpapa—beware of your pretty wite when I am again at liberty. Lapy H. Wretch! _(Musie.—LorD CLAVERING, BILL, and NICK are taken off, C.) Lieut. A. Mary, you well know that I love you—will you become my wife ? Mary. Oh! can I be indeed so blest—so honoured ! Lizut. A. Nay, { am but a lieutenant; and your virtues, Mary, would grace a coronet ! RosBeErtT. Dear sister ! Tom. You won't forget to ask me to the wedding—not likely, not likely! Mary. Thus then end my trials. To the gentlemen I need not appeal, for l am certain of their sympathy; and those of my own sex, who are, like myself, of lowly birth and state, will see how honesty and integrity may be rewarded ; and will derive hope and confidence from the eventful career of Mary PRICE, THE SERVANT GIRL. PEOPLE. PEOPLE. Tommy. AUBREY, Mary. Lavy H. LorpH. Rosert. R. Ty Curtatw. Printed by Thomas Scott 1, Warwick Court, Holborn. COMmMiCcloooks (©