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Mog. Have you got it?
M'Gil. Yes. What, my daughter! Oh, oh! [Aside.
Mog. Do you think he's got up?
M'Gil. No; but he's getting up.
Mog. Now you'll catch me?
M'Gil. [Aside.] Yes, I'll catch you—you jade!
M'Gil. [Aside.] The devil! she won't jump out of the
Mog. Now, my fine fellow,-here goes
M'Gil. Oh, Lord! My child will break her bones. [Aside.] Stop! can't you come out at the street-door? it's open.
Mog. Psha! why didn't you tell me so before? Upon my word, I don't like such jokes.
[She retires from window and goes down. M'Gil. [Aside.] Nor I, upon my soul. [Shelty, without, R., sings.] If I could carry on her mistake, I may find out who her seducer is-I think it's scarce light enough for her to know me now.
Enter SHELTY, singing, R.
She. If Sandy and Jenny are to be married to-day, it's time to rouse the boys and girls.
M'Gil. I think I know that voice. Oh! this is her fine fellow, I suppose.
[Aside. The stage becomes gradually lighter.
Enter MOGGY from the House, L. S. E.-CHARLEY steals in. Mog. Come, now I'm for you, my dilding!
[Takes M'Gilpin under the arm. M'Gil. And I'm for you, my dolding! [In his own voice, laying hold of her.-Moggy screams.] And pray, my dear, where were you going so early? Eh!
Mog Going! Sir,-I-I-was going
M'Gil. I know you was going, sir; but where, sir? Mog. (L. C.) To-to-church, sir.
M'Gil. Jump out of the window to go to church!
Enter CHARLEY from the House, L. S. E., half undressed, and pretending to be scarcely awake.
Cha. Aw! aw!-What's the matter here? Aw!
M'Gil. Where have you been, sirrah? Cha. Sir-I-I was-aw-aw-fast asleep! M'Gil. You stupid.—Where's Jenny ? Cha. Sir-she's-aw-aw-fast asleep! M'Gil. (R. c.) You lazy lubber! snoring in bed, and robbers and ravishers running away with my daughter! [To Shelty.] Sirrah,—what do you want with my daughter?
She. (R.) I!
Cha. (L.) Eh! Shelty?-Moggy!-Oh, oh! [Looking at them.] Well, hang me if I didn't long suspect this. [Aside, to Moggy.] Turn it upon him, and we are safe. Mog. [Crosses to Shelty.] Go, my dear Shelty. She. (R.) Eh!
Mog. Don't attempt to seduce my innocence any more? She. I-seduce!
Mog. Your wanting me to jump out of the window to you
M'Gil. To make a girl perhaps break her bones !
M'Gil. Don't name the devil, you profligate! You're as wicked as the witch your grandmother, and the smuggling thief your father!
She. My granny was an innocent old woman, and so is my daddy.
M'Gil. Charley, I commit her to your care.
Mog. Oh, cruel father! [Charley takes hold of her. M'Gil. Take her, Charley! You marry, you jade! you shan't be even present at a wedding-I'll have Sandy's and Jenny's celebrated to-day; and, oh, not a peep at it-up to your malepardis-go!
Cha. Come, miss; [Apart, to Moggy] I'll take care you don't marry anybody-but myself.
[Charley takes Moggy into the house, L. S. E. M'Gil. That's right, Charley! [Follows them. She. [Solus-looking out.] As well as I can distinguish, yonder seems a boat put off from that ship that cou'dn't get in last night-I may pick up customers among the passengers; they can't come to a neater house than mine. Every body says, ha, ha, ha' that Shelty's a queer fellow; I believe I am-but I don't know how-I get on-I do-I will!
There's a maiden in a corner,
Round and sound, and plump and fat;
If this maiden be with bairn,
Enter M'GILPIN and CHARLEY, from house, L. S. E.
M'Gil. Oh, my daughter is a most degenerate girl! Well, you've locked her up?
Cha. Yes, Sir.
[Shows a key.
M'Gil. Keep ber from Shelty.
M'Gil. My good boy, how much I'm obliged to you— how shall I reward you?
Cha. I shall want cash for our frolic-a choice opportunity to coax him out of a little.
M'Gil. Only let me know what I should do for you. Cha. Why, sir, last Christmas you promised me a Christmas-box; now didn't you?
M'Gil. I did so, my faithful Charley; keep but a strict watch upon Moggy, and-maybe you have thoughts of some little blossom yourself: only let me know the girl that can make you happy, and you shall have her by my authority.
Cha. Ah, sir, there is a girl—
DUET-M'GILPIN and CHARLEY.
M'Gil. R. c. Thy secrets to thy kind master tell.
Cha. L. C.
Is she full of play?
If you're in love, boy, you're not to blame.
Ay, what's her name?
Twango, lango dillo day.
Thy faithful services I'll repay;
[Takes out money.
Here's my hand.
[Exeunt M'Gilpin and Charley into house.
Enter SANDY, R.
Sundy. [Joyfully.] I have been to Edinbro', and have got all our gear in the sweetest taste for my marriage with my dear Jenny-Oh, yonder she comes, bright as the morn which gives the flowers their beauty! welcome as the gale which wafts its sweetness!
Oh, had I Allan Ramsay's art
How much I love the charming maid,
She makes me know what all desire
And stops my bold advances :
My senses she's bewilder'd quite,
For Sandy I sign Jenny;
I cried, when asked the text to name,
My Jenny is no fortune great,
A straw for power and grand estate,
So free my heart is wholly;
Enter JE Y, L.
Jen. (L. C.) Welcome home, my Sandy! San. (c.) [Embrace.] My love! I must gather all the lads to make a handsome wedding procession to the kirk, Jenny.
Jen. And I to assemble the lasses. Oh, Sandy-here, as the packet's in, will you see if there's any letter for me, as I desired the lottery-man to send me notice if this chance should be drawn a prize. [Gives it to him.