This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 ...I have—(26) Hast. What? (27) Mar. I have sent it to the landlady to keep for you. (28) Hast. To the landlady! (29) Mar. The landlady. (30) Hast. You did? (31) Mar. I did. She's to be answerable for its forthcoming, you know. (32) Hast. Yes, she'll bring it forth with a witness. (33) Mar. Wasn't I right? I believe you'll allow that I acted prudently upon this occasion. (34) Hast. (Aside.) He must not see my uneasiness. (35) Mar. You seem a little disconcerted though, methinks. Sure nothing has happened? (36) Hast. No, nothing. Never was in better spirits in all my life. And so you left it with the landlady, who, no doubt, very readily undertook the charge. (37) Mar. Rather too readily. For she not only kept the casket, but, through her great precaution, was going to keep the messenger too. Ha! ha! ha! (38) Hast. He! he! he! They're safe, however. (39) Mar. As a guinea in a miser's purse. (40) Hast. (Aside.) So now all hopes of fortune are at an end, and we must set off without it. (To him.) Well, Charles, I'll leave you to your meditations on the pretty barmaid, and, he! he! he! may you be as successful for yourself, as you have been for me! Exit. (41) Mar. Thank ye, I ask no more. Ha! ha! ha! Enter Hardcastle. (42) Hard. I no longer know my own house. It's turned all topsy-turvy. His servants have got drunk already. I'll bear it no longer; and yet, from my respect for his father, I'll be calm. (To him.) Mr. Marlow, your servant. I'm your very humble servant. (Bowing low.) (43) Mar. Sir, your humble servant. (Aside.) What's to be the wonder now? (44) Hard. I believe, sir, you must be sensible, sir, that no man alive ought to be more welcome than your father's son, Bir. I hope you think so? (45) Mar. I do from my soul, sir. I don't want much entreaty...
