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A C O M E D Y. n
him from London, thinking he might be ufe-
ful.
Mifs Dazzle. What, is it Pave ?
Sir Charles. The fame — 7 he dog has a good
heart; — great good humour, and is defcended
Trom a refpedlable family ; but in running after
people of rank, and high company, he has fo
reduced his fortune, that he now depends on me
to get him promoted.
Mifs Dazzle. Ay ; I've heard of him — intro-
duce him to a lord, or promife him an appoint-
ment, and he'll do any thing to ferve you.
Sir Charts. Aye ; fo great is his furor, that
an interview with a Prince, or an audience of a
Minifter, wou'd turn his brain — but I believe,
â– were he once provided for, he wou'd neither
betray his benefaftor, nor difgrace his Coun-
try.
Enier Pave, (a long roll of Paper Jlicking out of
his Pocket.')
Pave, {running up to Sir Charles.) Sir Charles !
• — hark )e. {IVhljpers.')
Sir Charles. Lord Orville coming home ! What
then ?
Pave. Then, Lord Orville is your acquaint-
ance, and I am your friend, and — you under-
ftand — I'm always ready.
Sir Charles. Pray, fitter, have you any inter-
cft ? If you have, this gentleman, Mr. Pave —
Mijs Daxzle. I fhou'd be very happy ; but I
fancy there is nothing more difficult than to get
a place.
Pave. Yes there is. Ma'am, — to defer ve it !
And that I deferve it, is evident from my long
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