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i6 HOW TO GROW RiCHi
Smallirade. I do — I fee my fortune's madc-
(Turns about.) Heh ! What do you think ^
Sha'n't I do ? Don't I look like one of us ?
{Struts about.)
Mijs Dazzle. You do indeed.
Smalltrade. I've learnt all your cant words
too — -I'm not a greenhorn or a flat — I'm an old
rook arid a black legs ! — Juil like you and your
brother.
Mi/s Dazzle. Well, but Mr. Smalltrade 1 — the
mufic — gaming — the company Altogether;^
isn't it a mofl: enchanting amufement ?
Smalltrade. It is indeed — and Faro's a mon-
ftrous pretty game. Coufinj do you know I'd
a great mind to have had a touch myfelf^
MiJs Dazzle. How ! you play, fir !
Smalltrade. I don't know how it was — I {t\.i
an odd, ticklifn fenfation — a fort of itching at
the end of my fingers, and prefently I caught
'myfelf putting a guinea on a card.
MiJs Dazzle. Well, but you took it up
again.
Smalltrade. No, 1 didn't — I let it lay^ and
fomebody elfe took it up for me.
MiJs Dazzle. What, you loft it ?
Smalltrade. I did— I loft my guinea \ Oh \
it's a fweet game ! I dont't wonder at the money
rolling in — But where's the fupper ?
Mifs Dazzle. Yonder.
Smalltrade. So it is — What a feaft for the"
fenfes ! Eyes, ears, tafte, feeling, all gratified I
— But hold, hold — By the law of the land don't
we come under the vagrant ad ? Mayn't a
juftice of the peace fend you, I, and all thef ,
noble hoft of Faro to be whipt at the cart's-
tail ?
MiJs