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26 MARY PRICE. [ ACT II. fellow to a place of safety for the night; for, with that bank note about him Lorp H. He must remain here. Lapy H. Certainly. Tom. Certainly not, my lady—not till I have bought that beautiful new second-hand sixpenny coat, to make me a swell. Couldn’t think of sitting down to dinner and supper with your Jordship while I am in these rags, and my pockets full of Jucifers—not likely, not likely. fary. (¢0 LORD HARLESDON) Pray do not press him, for ‘Tommy is very obstinate. : Lorp H. (smling) I should have felt honoured—but I have one. _ Lapy H. Mary, come with us but for a moment; there is something important we would say to you. Mary. Yes, my lady. Remain here, Tommy—I shall presently return to you. : Exeunt, R. Tommy. To be sure [ll remain. What a nice girl she is! She wouldn’t have me for a husband I know, so I shan’t ask her—not likely, not likely. Buta rich man can’t do without a wife. Ill go and look for a wife. Enter JEMIMA, R. JEMIMA. The dear child is fast asleep already. Tom. You want a husband, don’t you? (taking hold of her) ‘Then come and marry me directly ; come along. JEMIMA. Gracious! don’t be violent! Do you want to murder me? Tom. Murder you?—la, no! only marry you. Come along. JEMIMA. If you touch me again, I'll screech. Tom. Do you know who I am? JemiIMA. Yes, Mary Price has told me: you are a fool. ‘Tom. No, I ain’t; I was yesterday, but I ain’t to-day, ’cause I’ve got plenty of money. You won’t refuse a rich husband, I] know—not likely, not likely. JEMIMA. (aside) If he wasn’t an idiot, I should think he was the young nobleman in the carriage, that that wicked old sipsy told me about. Tom. Now, come to the pzné at once—will you marry me and a hundred canary birds ? JemMIMA. Marry a hundred canary birds—what an extraor- dinary idea! But perhaps he’s a bird fancier, and that’s what he means. Tommy. Many gals despises a man, but they falls in love with, and marries the canary birds; though very often after marriage they soon gets tired of the music. Last time of asking, will you marry COPMNICLOOOKS (C@