K-.: |^^;;':i-i[:;..:-:.;;::^:;:r,:; *1v;r'' ;:ril;;;[::;'-;;':'- :;-j,;;'";-t'.a"v:'U''.': III; "te:i;r;f..:' ■ J . . ,! t mmm seyiiii'r. O K, DieApPomiBc ntvtM A OKAMA IN THREE ACTS. i'RAMATISED FROM LOVER's CELEBRATED WORK. ENTITLED " TOM CROSBIE AXD niS ERTENDS."' BY JOHN W. WHITJB;;oF- • ;;■■ COPYRIQHr ^^.\> C'1 -^ MOUNT yer:n^on, OillO : 'KINTED BY JOIIX W. Vv'HTTE, AT THE TELE. iV.^.eU . » ,. H K 1858. ^ Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1858, by JOHJ>T W. WHITE, in the Clerk's Office of the District Conrt of the Northern District of Oliio. 7 4^ Dramatis PersoneB. GEOPvGE SEYMOUK, GEKALD EOCHEFOET, T03I CEOSBIE, ME. FEANIvS, DENKY CONNEE. 8EEVANT. MES. EOCHEPOET, EMMA AUBYN, JESSIE FEANKS, LIZZY EOSS, MISS BUEKE, BIDDY. iSCE:NE— DUBLi:^. GEOROE SEYMOUR. A C T I .— S C E N E I . Parlor. — [George Seymour discovered walking the room.] Enter 3l7's. Rochefoi^t. Seymour. — It is long since we met; a,t least, since we met alone. You are greatly altered. (J/y'S. H. scats herself, a7id buries her face in Iter hands.) {Aside.) — Years bring wond'rous changes : I remember when that wrinkled forehead was smooth as polished mar- ble, and that drooping eye, lit up with the fire of pride and beauty ; yet it is not age which has marked the features, but the workings of the heart — the heart itself cannot bo seen, but it writes its history in the face. Her heart was always false — mine to-day, his to-morrow. Yet I loved her once — loved her to be . despised and scorned : but I have been revenged, and will be, until revenge itself can go no farther. (Sey- mour pauses, and looks intently at Mrs. B.) Where is 3'our son? 3frs. Rochefort. — He left us last night, as 1 dare say you are aware, or I should have been spared this visit. 6 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT 1. Seyinour. — (^Smiling.) — You are right : 1 am aware that he left you last night — but ichere has he gone? Mrs. E. — To London. Seymour. — London ! What has taken him there ? Mrs. R. — He is gone — he is gone to seek employ- ment, as a means of raising himself from the beggary which your machinations have brought upon him. Seymour. — (Smilmg bitterly.) — You seem to forget, Madam, that the beggary of which you speak, is owing more to your conduct than to mine. I have been told 3^our son was left an independent property by his father — where is it now? No machinations — as you are pleased to call them — of mine, have deprived him of that, and yet it seems he has it not. Mrs. B. — {After a 'pause.) — What is the object of your comiDg now? Why are you here ? Seymour. — You shall know. On the morning of that night w^hen last you saw me, your son saved a lady's life — he has since been pa^dng his addresses to her, I am told. Is such the fact ? Mrs. R. — I cannot tell ) it may be so. Seymour. — Y"ou know full well it is so; and more- over, you know that your heart is set upon the match — the lady is rich, and her wealth would be well ap- plied in patching up your broken fortunes. I will prevent that marriage, and through your means. — Your son shall have to thank his mother for the de- struction of his happiness. Jfrs. R. — (Faintly.) — What mean you ? When will this persecution cease ? Seymour. — {Sternly.) — When I cease to live ! Mrs. R. — May God forgive you, George ! But if I must still suffer from your uurelenting cruelty, wh}' should 3'our vengeance pursue my unoffending child — he has never given you any cause SCKNE r.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 7 Seymour — {Furcely.) — He is your son ' and tlierefore I am his enemy I 3frs. B. — {Bursting into tears.) — My God! my God! What have I done to deserve all this? (Baising her hands in sxipplication to Seymour) — Have mercy, George ! You say you once loved me, and by the memory of that love, I conjure you now to spare my boy. You broke his father's heart, and I will soon be with him in the grave, for mine also you have broken ; but ex- tend not your vengeance to ni}' bo}' — he has deserved it not — why should your hate descend on him ? Seymour. — Listen to me, Kate Rochefort ! You have reminded me of the love I bore you once : — I did love you, deeply, madly — and what was the return? Contempt and scorn! I. tell you, woman, that if the dead were to rise from their graves this moment, and kneel before me, they could not effect the change of a hair's breadth in the purpose of my revenge. It is in vain ! By Him who made me ! happiness shall never be the lot of you or yours, so long as I have the power to prevent it ! — (Faces the room hurriedly.) Mrs. B. — (Bising.) — Kow listen to me, George Sey- mour. For years — for many bitter years, you have made my life a curse — it vais a happy life until you came, like a spirit of evil, to blast its joy, and destroy its peace forever. Even honor you would have robbed me of, but that I saw my infatuation in time to escape the danger. Still, I could not root you entirely from my heart — first impressions Avere there, and it is hard to blot them out. I forgave you all until I dis- covered your dark treachery to my husband. Now mark me! You say I changed your love to hate; the fiercest hate that ever burned in your heart, was noth- ing compared with the deadly loathing and abhorrence felt towards vou from that moment, and afterwards 8 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. for years. But time softened it. Had I never seen you again, I would have forgiven you. You came again, though — came as you ever did, with evil tidings; you brought me a tale of my son's having quit the army in disgrace — that was false, and you knew it, but no matter; for the time it helped you in your revenge. He returned shortly after, and for many months I saw 3'ou no more. But at last we met again. You came with exj^ressions of penitence and sorrow : you told 7ne you were about to leave the country, and, as a proof of your contrition, you offered to free me of my embarrassments, by refunding a portion of the wealth of which you had deprived me. I had faith in what you told me then, and, believing your professions were sincere, 1 confided to you the history of my ward, and that, in order to screen some of my follies and mad extravagance from my son, I had spent the fortune bequeathed her by her mother. No sooner had I told you this, than you threw off the mask, and swore that, unless I yielded to the proposal which years before you had made nie, the secret I had thus confided to you should be made public. But God gave me strength, and I defied you. You left me then, swearing that before the lapse of another day, my disgrace should be published to the world. From that hour 1 lived in a state of apprehension and fear, that almost deprived me of my reason. If Gerald was only absent for an hour, I watched his return with the most intense anxiety of fear- — ever dreading that when he did return, it w^ould be to curse his mother for having brought disgrace upon his head: no felon ever looked upon his judge with greater dread, than did I upon my own child I But months went over without the execu- tion of your threat ; — gradually my terrible alarm ^^'ore av/ay, and a strong hope sprang up that you had re- SCENE I.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 9 lented,aiKl had, in realitVj left the coniitrv; thai hope was crushed wlien 1 encountered you on the street on the night of Gerahl's accident, and, from that moment, the tortures of my mind liave been as great as ever. I have long expected this time to come — that moment has now arrived, and I am in yowv power. Use it. Do 5'our worst at once, but let the blow fall on me alone, for I alone deserve it. You shall never make me an agent in your plots against the hapj^iness ol" my child ; he has enough to curse me for already. — May Oiod forgive me ! Seymour. — It is well, Madam ; because, up to this time, I have spared j^ou, you think you may, with safet}", defy me now; but you are mistaken. You say truly, that your son has already suthcient cause to curse you, but he shall have more. You declare that you will be no agent in fustrating his happiness! So far, you have declared the truth — /will be i\\Q> agent — 3"0u the i>rincipal. Think you, that Mr. Franks would give his daughter to the son of one who has robbed the orphan committed to her charge ? and so sure as I stand liere before you, so surely will I proclaim to him the fact ! Mrs. R. — You could not be such a villain ! — You cannot mean to poison my own child against me, and make him hate me. Some remnant of human feeling must still be in j'our nature. Seymour. — Human feeling I — What care I for the cant term of the world. My nature itself is changed — 1 have no feeling now but one, and that one is hatred of you and yours. I would pause at nothing now, that could be the means of bringing down upon your head the miscrj', the tortures of mind and heart, which you have brought on me. Therefore, expect no mercy at my hands, for none shall vou receive. b 10 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. Mrs. R. — God pity me f Grod pity me, and spare me my reason ; for a little, a very little more, will destro-y it. Leave me, George Seymour, — (wildy,) — ^if you would not see me a maniac or a suicide ! Go ! in mercy go ! my mind is weakened, and madness is coming upon me. Oh ! may heaven forgive you for all this ! — (^Bursting into tears.) Seymour. — Tears are ever ready with woman, and sometimes prove effective ; but with me, you will find them unavailing. There is still one condition upon which you can insure my silence in this matter relating to 3'our ward. Mrs. li. — {Eagerly.) — ^Name it ! Seymour. — It is simply this, that you will consent to tell Miss Aubyn that, at her mother's death, she was bequeathed to 7n.y care, as well as j^ours — that I was absent in another country at the time, and that I am now returned to claim my guardianship. Mrs. R. — It is enough that I have already betrayed my trust — I will do so no farther. Seymour. — But if I tell you that your consent to this prox30sal, will be a service to the girl, instead of an injury Mrs. R. — I Avill not believe it ! In what way could it be a service ? Seymour. — E"o matter ! I tell you it will be, and you must either trust me, or abide the can sequences. Mrs. A*.— Then I will abide them. Seymour. — That is your resolution? Mrs. R.—lt is. Seymour. — Then hear me. — Before 1 leave this house> she shall know how faithfull}^ her guardian has ful- filled her dut3^ When I have taught her to despise you, I wall then to Mr. Franks and enlighten him as to the family affairs of his intended son-in-law. Your son himself shall be the next SCENE I.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 11 Mrs. JR. — Stay ! no more, or you will drive me mad. I cannot bear this — it is in vain to struggle. Seymour. — Then yield at once ! — consent to my pro- posal, and I will be silent. 3frs. It. — How can I depend on that ? you have so often deceived me Seymour. — You must depend on it, or- Mrs. M. — No more ! I will consent, and if Emma is the sufferer, may God forgive me ! Seymour.— Your anxiety for her welfare is doubt- less very great, but you need not be alarmed ; I dare say she will lind my guardianship at least as beneficial as yours has been. All I require from you at pre- sent is, that in case she should question you on the subject, you tell her that I am her guardian, but that peculiar circumstances prevented you from giving her such information before. You understand me — you are never to mention the subject to her unless she questions you. 3Irs. E. — And if she never questions me ? Seymour. — Then be silent. Mrs. B. — One word more — upon this condition you promise me that my secret shall be safe ? Seymour. — I have said so. Mrs. i^.— And you will not endeavor to prevent my son's marriage with Miss Franks ? Seymour- — I have not promised tliat! but if the marriage should be broken off, it must be the act of your son himself—will that content you? Mrs. R. — It must, for I have no alternative. Seymour. — Then remember our compact — if Miss Aubyn should, at any time, ask you if it be true that I am her guardian, you tell her, without hesitation, that such is the fact. Break through the condition, and you know the result. [Exeuent. "i2 UEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. SCENE II. TuM Ceosbie's Room.— [Tom discovered in the act of Shaving — Coat and Vest hanging on a Chair.] Tord.—( Soliloquy.) — Money onust be had, that's poz! l/m rcgnhirly done up, and the only " blunt ^^ in my possession is the edge of this confounded razor. Now, a man Avithout money has no more business in society than — thanwliat? — than a woman under the same circumstances, and a woman without money is — more than my beard is, with this d d razor — likely to be cut. Therefore, money must be had — where, I don't know — how, I don't care — but it must come ! Can't take ifc from Dismal — he's a friend; a man should never borrow from a friend. Must turn school-boy again, and endeavor to fly a "kite" — that's the only plan I sec. Let me think now. Whose name would look vv'cll upon a bit of stiff for fifty ? Cloodmau's ? Oh, yes, indeed, don't I wish I might get it ? Brown's? Brown would'nt accept a bill for his father. Morris ? Oh, yes ! there's Morris — he'd do it in a minute ; but, poor follow ! he's often hard up enough himself, and I would'nt like to ask him. Stop, though, I don't sec Avhy I should'nt ask Dismal — the thing is nob like borrOAving money — it won't cost him a farthing, and ril pay it Avhen it's due. By Jove ! that '11 do -, I'll give Mrs. Taylor her money, cut the concern, take (j^uiet lodgings, go to church every Sunday, look out for a rich Avidow — no, hang it, I'll never marry: that Lizzy Eoss is enough to make a man pitch the sex to the devil; her conduct last night Avas shameful, scan- dalous, disgraceful! I'll never speak to her again as long as I live ; I hate her, I detest her ! (Music mtf^ SCENE II.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. li> singing heard.) Hash ! that's her voice singing. — (Runs to the door and calls ont.) — I'll be down in live minutes, Lizzy, to take a second in that duet. — (Goes back to dressing table.) I just said that to vex her— I hav'nt a notion of going down — where the devil is that suspender ? I would'nt go if she came up and asked me. Confound this waistcoat ! I put my arm through the wrong hole. I never saw a girl I dislike as much as that ! — there she goes again. — (Opens the door and cries out) — Ah ! can't you wait till I come down, Lizzy? — I'll not be a half dozen seconds. — (Goes to the glass and brushes his whiskers.) I never looked so frightful in my life. Tm not fit to be seen — I made myself look so purposely, to vex that girl ! I'll just walk into the drawing room in this kind of a wa}^ — (folds his arms and knits his brows into a stern frown) — and I won't open my lips — not as much as to say good morning — I'm the very fellow that can do that sort of thing, when I take it into my head — I'll be as stiff as a Lord Chancellor. If she speaks to me I'll just say in this kind of tone, you know, hem! a — ^^Miss Boss, I have the honor to wish you — a — a — hem — joy of — of your conquest last night — Madam l" That'll surprise her a bit, I suspect ; but here's some one coming up stairs — a message from her I'll engage. D n this coat, it wrinkles most confoundedly about the waist. — (Knocking heard.) — Ah ! there's the knock at the door — now for it — hem ! — Who's there ? Biddy. — (Outside.) — It's me, sir — Biddy, sir. Enter Biddy. Tom. — Oh! you may just say I'm engaged at pre- sent. — I have something else to think of besides sing- ing, just now. 14 GEORGE SEYiMOUR. [ACT I. Biddtj. — It's not about singing, your wanting. Tom. — Never mind — can't attend to any woman's nonsense at present. Biddy. — It's not a woman, sir; it's a boy that's wanting you. Tom. — A boy ! why the devil didn't you say so ? — Who is he ? Biddy. — I don't know, sir; he's a poor looking cray- ture, but he's very civil spoken. Tom. — Did he kiss you ? Biddy. — Eh, then, isn't it a shame for you, Misther Crosbie, to be always gettin' on in that fashion. — (IViping her lips on her apron.') I never see the likes of you ! Tom. — Well, go down and tell him, whoever he is, that I'll see him in a few minutes. \^Exit Biddy. (^Tom returns to the glass, gives his whiskers another touch) and then retires.') SCENE III. Deawing Room. — [Lizzj Eoss discovered seated at the Piano, with her back to the door.] Enter Tom Crosbie. Lizzy. — ( Taking no notice of Tom, sings:) The flower that I loved is withered, Its leaves and its fragrance shed. The destroyer has breathed upon it — Mary is dead ! In my ear her loved voice never Shairbreathe in its silver tone, Its music is hushed forever, The light of my heart is gone. SCENE III.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 15 Like the spring time's changing beauties, . As bright, and as quickly lied, "Were my dreams for the hidden future — Mary is dead ! My fair-haired bride has left me Deserted and alone, Death hath of hope bereft me, The light of my heart is gone. Yet she smiles through the troubled dreamings That come to my v/idow'd bed, And I weep, for it soothes my sorrow — Mary is dead. I weep when the morning wakes me, With the light of the golden sun, For mine is a life of darkness, The light of my heart is gone. {^During the singing, Torn listens attentively, forgettincj his frovm and his folded arms. — At the close he stalks across the room like a Bashaio, and, flings himself full length upon the sofa, and commences playing icith his thumbs.) Lizzy. — (Carelessly.) — Oh, are yoii there? — (Tom looks wicked.) Yoii seem in a cheerful humour. — {Tom bites his lip.) Don't eat it all I beg of you; pray leave a little bit. — {Tom turns his face to the icall.) — Pleasant creature. — {Tom kicks his boot against the sofa.) Do that again, it's so sensible. — {Tom does it again.) Another little kick. — ( Tom lets his foot fall to the floor.) Would'nt you like to kick it a little more ? — {Tom lets h is other foot fall.) Perhaps you'd wish for your night- cap? — {To7n turns round upon the sofa.) Shall I sing you a lullaby? — {Seriously.) Tom. — {Aside.) — Can't stand it much longer. Lizzy, —Shall 11 Tom. — ]^s o I — (i/i a loud voice.) Go^ sing one for your 16 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. new conquest; — he likes that sort of thinf^, perhaps — 1 don't ! Lizzy. — Oh ! 3'ou liave found your voice, liave you'/ — (Jjaughing.') Tom.— -Yes, Madam, I have found my voice, and let me make use of it to tell you. Madam, that it will bo some time before you shall hear it again. Lizzy. — Another silent fit ? Tom. — You better not laugh at me, Madam. — (Bising from the sofa, and folds his arms as he intended.) I'm not a— a — hem — not to be trifled with, 1 can tell you ! Lizzy. — You would'nt murder me ? — ( With mock ter- ror, shrinJdng back from him.) -*■ Tom. — No, Madam, but I might murder somebody else — somebody else, Madam ; perhaps I may make m}^- sclf understood. — (Marches across the room.) Lizzy. — Oh ! don't come near me ; I'm afraid you'll bite me I Tom. — Good morning, Madam ! — (il/ores toward the door, boicing icith dignity.) I'm going, Madam ! I have the honor to wish you good morning ! Lizzy. — Good morning ! — i^With a deep courtesy, and with a grave countenance.) Pray, don't kill yourself or any body else until I see j^ou again ! Tojn. — Oh ! you be {Hushes out.) Ljizzy. — Tom ! To7n. — {Coming back.) — Did you speak, Madf^m? Ljizzy. — YouAvould'nt shake iiandswith me? — {Coax- ingly.) Tom. — No ! certainly not I Lizzy. — You would'nti:' Tom. — I'd die first. — {Pnts his haiids behind his back.) Lizzy. — I would'nt let you kiss me ! Tom. — Perhaps, if Mr. jvoelicfort was here, you mijxht let him ! 80ENE III.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 17 Lizzy. — I would'nt let you, at all events. — {JDratcing nearer to Mm.') Tom. — Oh ! you know / never kissed you ! Lizzy. — You never shall again ! Tom.— Shan't I ? Lizzy. — No — never ! Tom. — I would if I liked I Lizzy. — I defy you — I'd scj*eam if you did. Tom.— You would ? Lizzy. — Yes — certainly. Tom. — Scream now. then !- — {Catches her round th^ waist, and kisses her.) — There ! 3Iiss Burke. — (^At the door.) — That's very nice con- duct, upon my word. — ( Walks rnajestically into the room.) Lizzy. — My Aunt. \^Exit. Tom.— -Miss Burke ! by all that's unlucky I I'm oft" — good morning, ladies. — (Makes for the door.) Miss Burke. — Stop, sir I jfo??!.— -Another time, my dear Madam, I shall be most happy — at present, particular business Miss Burke. — I desire you to remain ! Tom. — Can't 'pon my honor ! — going to a friend's death-bed — last gasp- — mind wondering, and all that sort of thing. Can't stop a moment — good morning. — -(Bushes out.) Miss Burke.— -And you, Miss Eoss, what have you to say about such scandalous conduct ? — ( Turning, di-i- covers herself alone.) [^Exit. 18 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT. SCENE IT. pRAWINQ KooM. — [George Seymour discovered sitting, with his elbow resting on a Table. Two or three Chairs in the Koona.] Enter Eynma Auhyn. Seymour. -{Eising and bowing respectfully.') — I have to make many apologies, Miss Aubyn, for this unceremo- nious intrusion — for intrusion, I fear, you must con- Bidor it. If you will do me the favor to sit down and attend to me tor a few minutes, I will endeavor to ex- plain my reasons. — (^Places a chair for her near his own. Emma seats herself) But, before I begin, suffer me to assure you, you have no cause to fear the approach of any evil, such as, from the answer to my letter, you seem to apprehend. Emma Aubyn. — You will excuse me, if I request, that I may at once be informed of the object of this visit. Seymour. — Pardon me one moment ; there are two or three questions I would first ask you, and though they may appear somewhat impertinent, believe me, I do not mean them to be so, as I am sure you will acknowledge, when matters have been explained. In the first place, then, what is your age ? Emma Aubyn. — {Smiling.) — Eighteen my next birth day. Seymour. — And when will that be? Emma Aubyn. — Oh ! a long way off— the latter end of March. Seymour. — (Aside.) — March, and this is the last week in July. {Loud.) — You were born in Paris, I believe ? SCENE IV.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. IJ^ {Emma hows in the affirmative.') Your mother died when your were very young. {Emma weeps. After some moments silence.') — I meant not this, believe me; I am deeply grieved that I should have awakened memo- ries so painful. Can you forgive me ? — {Lays his hand with gentleness on hers.) Enuna Auhyn. — {In a broken voice.')- — I have nothing to forgive ; you could not have intended to wound my feelings, nor could I have thought that, after so many years, the mere mention of my poor mother, and of my early home, could have betrayed me into such weak- ness but it is over now. I can listen calmly to any- thing you have to say — pray go on. Seymour. — You are already aware that at your mo- ther's death, you were brought over here from France, and placed under the guardianship of Mrs. Eochefort ; but, I believe, you have never yet been informed that there was also another to whose care you were be- queathed. Circumstances have hitherto prevented that other from coming forward to perform his share of duty toward you. In fact, until very latel}'-, he has been absent in a distant land. On his return to this country, he sought out Mrs. Eochefort. He hoped to have found that the care of one guardian had been sufficient, and that you had suffered nothing by his unavoidable neglect ; but he was deceived; instead of that, he discovered that all your interests, present, and future, had been sacrificed by her whose duty it should have been to fulfill toward you the part of a second mother. Emma Auhyn. — It is false ! grossly false, whoever saj^s it. She has been a second mother to me ; if she had not, what would have become of me, when 1 was thrown on the world homeless and penniless? Seymour. — You have been deceived. You were not m GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT 1. left penniless. There was a sum placed in Mrs. Eoche- fort's hands for your use, the interest of which was to be devoted to your education, and the principal to be- come yours when you should reach the age of eighteen. Emma Auhyn. — Impossible ! If it were really as you say, Mrs. Eochefort would not have kept me in the dark so long. You must be misinformed. Seymour. — That is not likely, as I think you will allow, when I tell you Mrs. Eochefort herself is my informant. / am her fellow guardian, and she confessed to me that the mone}'' — a thousand pounds — which was placed in her hands, has been long since squan- dered. Emma Auhyn. — I will not believe it ; until I hear it from her own lips I will not believe it. What object could she have in concealing from me the fact that 1 had another guardian ? or, if money had really been placed in her hands for my use, why not have told me, when she knew that it would have been my greatest pride to offer it for her service ? I cannot believe it ! I will go to her this instant. — {Attempts to rise — Seymour detains her.) Seyjuour. — Stay 1 If you would not bring instant ruin on her head, you will keep this interview a secret —-at least for the present. Emma Auhyn. — Why is all this mystery ? Why not question Mrs. Eochefort on this subject? Or why not, before now, come forward openly, and declare yourself my guardian ? I cannot understand it! Seymour.— -^oVieYe me, I had strong reasons for act- ing as I have done. There are circumstances which render it absolutely necessary that Mrs.Eochefort's son should remain for a time in ignorance of my return to this country, and therefore I have taken advantage of his absence to ask this interview. Besides^ I was SCENE IV.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 21 not aware, until within a day or two, how your guard- ian had betrayed her trust. You know not all I have discovered — you could never dream of the wrongs that have been done you. Emma Auhnn. — One question. — If all you have told me be indeed true, is it with Gerald's knowledge 't Seymour. — I believe he knows no more than your- self, that any fortune had been left you ; there are many secrets besides this, which his mother has not thought necessary to confide to him. I am told, that this young man is paying his addresses to a wealthy heiress — do you know her ? Emma Aubi/n.-—lf you allude to Miss Franks, I have seen her, but I do not know her intimately, nor have I heard anything of the kind which you speak of; but if it would be for Gerald's advantage, I hope- — I hope it is true. — {^Turns aside to hide her tears.') Seymour. — (Coolly.) — It is not hkely to be of much advantage, inasmuch as no marriage will ever take place between them. Emma Aifbyn.-(Quickly.)-'Whixtl how know you that? Seymour.- — Because, I have it in my power to pre- vent it, and I will prevent it. Emma Aubyn. — {Aside.) — Oh ! if I could be sure of that, how happy it would make me. Seymour. — And now, Miss Aubyn, I have no objec- tion to you mentioning to Mrs. Eochefort this inter- view, provided you make known the nature of it no farther than inquiring of her, whether it was true that you had a second guardian ; but under no circumstan- ces, must she suppose j^ou are acquainted with the fl^ct of any money having been bequeathed you. Emma Aubyn. — If Sirs. Eochefort acknowledges that you have stated the truth, then I promise to be guided in future by your advice. [Exeuent. 22 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. SCENE V. Mr. Franks' Eoom. — [Mr. Franks discovered walking the room hurriedly.] Mr. Franks— -{Soliloquy.)— -CoTiioundi that fellow, Gerald Roehefort ! At dinner I invited him to my room, and here 1 have been an hour awaiting his appearance. Confound him, I say. If he did save my daughter's life, 1 can't stand every thing, and 1 won't. Why can't he come forward boldly and say — " Mr. Franks, I love your daughter — will ,you give her to me ?" — That would be behaving like a man ; but, instead, here he comes sneaking day after day, and then sneak- ing off again. I have no patience with such a fellow I Why, when I was a young man — but times have laltered since then ! — when I was a young man like him, damme! I'd have popped the question in five minutes; and if the answer was "No "- — phsha ! what am I thinking of! He knows as well as I do, that it would be no such thing. If he does n't propose for her before ten days arc over his head, hang me if I don't hunt him like a redshank, about his business. There's an end on it ! They are together now— -such a turning up of eyes, and squeezing out of sighs, and every d d nonsense of the kind ! Whenever two young people are in a room together, and no sounds audible beyond the door, there's sure to be mischief in the wind ! For two pins I'd steal a march, and find out what they're at ; if it's not mischief, there's no harm done; if it is, I'll open their eyes a bit. But " listeners never hear good of themselves," they say — no matter ! Hang me it I don't do it ! I know there's villany going on — and I'll see if I can't make it out. ni astonish them ! [Exit S€ENE VI.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. SCENE Y I . Drawing Room. — [Jessie Franks and Gerald Rochefort discov- ered seated on a Sofa — the hand of the maiden reposing quietly in that of her lover. Mr. Franks discovered behind one of the wings watching them.] Gerald. — Jessie — Jessie, I am very unhappy. Mr. Franks. — Humph! — humph; what does he mean by that ? Jessie. — {Softly.) — Why should you be unhappy 7 3fr. Franks. — Because he's an ass ! — that's why ! Gerald. — Ever since the first hour I saw you, I have been dreaming Mr. Franks. — Ahiiost time for you to wake up then. Gerald. — And now, I feel that when that dream is ended, life will have no farther happiness for me. Jessie. — But why should you have such feai*s? — dreams have often been realized, you know. Gerald. — Mine can scarcely- be — it was too bright. Mr. Fraiiks. — Too fiddlestick ! — confounded stuff ! — CanU the fellow put his arm around her neck, like a man, and give her a smack at once, instead of all this nonsense ? Gerald. — Too bright — far too bright. Mr. Franks. — If he says that again, hang me if I don't rush in and kick him ! Jessie. — Are you dreaming now ? or do you want to put me to sleep with that doleful voice and look ? Gerald. — Your father Mr. Franks. — Ha! now we are going to have it ! I thought there was mischief in the wind ! Gerald. — Your father told me after dinner to-day, that he wished to speak to me in private. Jessie. — (Anxiously.) — Well ? 24 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. Gerald. — I was afraid to remain, for I anticipated the nature of his speecli — it would have been to tell me to come here no more. Jessie. — You must be dreaming ! — how could you think of such a thing ? Gerald. — I feel it ; — and ho is right ; he cannot but have seen my love for you; and {bitterly,^ he knows I am a beggar ! Mr. Franks. — I am longing to be at him ! Jessie. — Gerald — (ivithdrawing her hand,^ — you do my father an injustice. If such a motive could have governed him an instant — which is impossible, as you should by this time know, he would never have suf- fered our intercourse to continue. Ko earthly consid- eration could ever induce him to risk the happiness of his child. You do not know my father! Mr. Franks. — My child ! my own true-hearted child ! ( Wiping his eyes.) — God bless her ! Gerald. — Forgive me, Jessie. — ( Taking her hand and pressing it between both his oivn.) — Forgive me, dearest ; I meant not to offend you, but the fear that I should be separated from you now almost deprives mo of reason. If you could only know the depth of my love, you would not blame me. Mr. Franks. — Ah ! that's something like ! — the bu- siness will soon be settled now ! Jessie. — Is it very deep ? I think it must be, it has taken so long to come to the surface. Mr. Franks. — Good ! let him put that in his pipe and smoke it ! Gerald. — (^Passing his arm round her vjaist, and draws her closer to his side.) — You love me, Jessie ? Jessie. — Do I ? Gerald. — Such is my hope — is it a deceitful one? Jessie. — !Not quite so much so as hopes generally are. tjOENE VI.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 25 Gerald. — You know my poverty. Mi\ Franks. — Damn his poverty ! Jessie. — Never allude to that again, if you would not wish seriously to wound ni}^ feelings. {Smiluig.) You know riches are so unromantic! Mr. Franks. — Damn romance I AYe'll have ^' love in a cottage" now — flowers and bowers, eyes and sighs, hearts and darts, and all that sort of thing — pah ! Gerald. — They maybe unromantic, Jessie, but they are very necessary, nevertheless, and notwithstanding all your father's kindness to me, I cannot hope that ho would give his consent to our union. Afr. Franks. — For .a sixpence, I'd walk in and order the fellow to march — how dare the fellow have such an opinion of me ? Jessie. — Gerald, dear Gerald, — shall I confess it ? I have long wished for this hoar to conic. I could not be bund to your love, for my own heart taught mc to read yours ; I knew your feelings, for I knew my own ; but I longed to hear you speak them, for then, dear Gerald, I could tell you how they were returned. Gerald. — {Kissing her.) — My ow7i Jessie ! Mr. Franks. — All right ! I may soon walk in ! Jessie. — {Gerald kisses her again.) — There! that will do — let me finish what I have to say, before you smother me, entirely. Gerald, I know my dear father's nature, and you have but to tell him of — of our attachment, to insure his consent, and his blessing. Mr. Franks. — The little villian ! — {i?i an ecstacy of delight,) — the cunning little villain ! how did she guess it ! — {Wijoing his eyes.) Gerald. — {Embracing her.) — Now am I happy indeed; but, dearest, may you not be mistaken ? — may not you reckon too fondly on your father's yielding hie consent ? b rL 26 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT I. Mr. Franks. — I'll make him smart for this ! Jessie. — No, Gerald, I am not mistaken j my father loves you as well — almost as well as — as well as I do. Gerald. — My own darling girl ! — {Drawing her to his hearty and pressing his lips to hers.) Mr. Franks. — Come ! this won't do! Hang me if I stand any more of this ! he'll eat her before he stops ! ( Walks into the roo7n.) Mr. Franks. — Yes, sir-^Mr. Franks ! Yea, Madam — your father ! You ought to be proud of yourselves ! This is a remarkably nice sort of a duet I have inter- rupted — pray go on with it — oh, pray do I Gerald. — {Stammering.) — Indeed, sir. Mr. Franks. — Well, sir I what have you got to say ? Are you ashamed of yourself ? Do you feel afraid to look me in the face? Do you tremble when you hear my voice? — {Gerald and Jessie smile.) — What are you grinning at, Madam ? How dare jou smile? I won- der you don't sink into the earth with shame! Have you no idea of decency? Jessie. — Come, papa, don't be cross. — {Coaxinglyfy ivhile she draws close to him and lays one hand on his shoulder.) — You know you look so terrible when you are vexed ! — {Smiles.) Mr. Franks. — {Stepping hack.) — Don't touch me ! — Don't you come within twenty miles of me ! How dare you love any one without asking your father's leave? How dare you do it, I say? Jessie. — Please, sir — {droppig a courtesy,) — I couldn't help it ! Mr. Franks. — {Turning to Gerald.) — You couldn't help it either, sir, I suppose? Gerald. — {Timidly.) — No, sir. SCENE VI.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 27 Mr. Franks. — And do you dare to tell me that you love my daughter ? Gerald. — (Boldly.) — I do, sir ! Mr. Franks. — And you would wed her without my consent ? Gerald. — I would not, sir : there you wrong me. I would never have urged her to disobedience of your wishes, and, therefore, deeply as I loved her, I have never spoke of it until now. Mr. Franks. — Say no more! {Turning to Jessie.) — And 3^ou, Madam, would you have become his wife without my sanction ? Jessie. — No, father, no ! — (Throwing both arms round his neck.) — You know I would not. 3Ir. Franks. — And you love him ? Jessie. — (Nestliyig her head closer to her father's bosom.) — I do. Mr. Franks. — Here — (taking Gerald's hand,) — here — take her — take my darling, my own beloved child. Cherish her, sir, — cherish her in your heart's core ! for Heaven has given her to you for a blessing ! If ever you neglect her — if ever one cold look should fall upon my child — I will curse Jessie. — Father ! dear father ! — (Beturning to him, and pressing her lips upon his forehead.) — You must not have such thoughts — we will be so happy now! Mr. Franks. — (Slowly and tenderly laying his hands, one after the other, upon her shoulders, and thus holding her at arm's length before him, he gazes at her with affec- tion — he clasps her to his bosom in a passionate embrace — holds her there an instant, and, then, suddenly releases her, places her hand in Gerald's, and raises his hands reverently over their heads.) — May God's blessing, and mine, attend you both ! [END OF FIRST ACT.] GEOHGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II, ACT I i .~S C E N E I . A EoOM. — [Several Chairs — a Table, upon which is a small Iron Box — several Bundles of Papers — an Ink Stand, and a pair of Pistols.] [George Seymour, disguised as an Old Man — long locks of grey hair — huge unshorn beard, descending far down his breast — a long shapeless morning gown conceals his figure, which is considerably bent, seemingly with age — arms folded across his breast — discovered standing at the table.] Enter Gerald Rochefori. — [His features partially concealed by a large Cloak.] Seymour. — I have waited your coming. — (^Saluting him loith a cold and distant bow.) Gerald. — (^Returning the salutation coldly, and speak- ing haughtily.) — Ten o'clocJc was the time appointed — that hour has scarce passed — I think I have been punctual. Seymour. — Yes, ten minutes make but little differ- ence ; and yet half, nay a tenth part of that time may suffice a man to do a deed which will hang hke a bitter curse upon his future life — ;witliin tliat little space the wife may become a widow — the chikl an orphan — kingdoms change their rulers — riches their possessors — ^ay I or woman become false, and a man a murderer! lo it not so ? Gerald. — I woukl speak with you upon a different Bubject : I — 1 know not what you mean. SCENE I.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. -'^^ Seymour. — It matters not ; what may bo your plea- sure ? Gerald.— Yow already know my errand. Seymour. — Ay, I had forgotten ; you require money. Gerald. — I do. Seymour. — How much ? Gerald. — A thousand pounds. Seymour. — Humph ! it is a large sum 3 who told you to apply to me ? Gerald. — One who is himself your debtor; he told mo I should find you willing to advance the sum. Seymour. — His name? Gerald. — Captain Robert Harley. Seymour. — Oh ! and so because I have been fool enough to lend my money to him, he sends others to rob me of my gold. Gerald. — Sir — {haughtily') — you forget your position. Think 3^ou jonr hoarded wealth gives you a right to insult those who are driven to seek 3'our assistance? I came not here to bandy useless words ; can I hayo the money? Seymour. — (Smiling.) — You are hasty, young gen- tleman ; you have not yet spoken of security — how am I to be repaid ? Gerald. — (After a few moments hesitation.) — For the money, it ma}^ be long before I can return it, bat the interest shall be punctually paid ; and as to security, I have little more than personal to offer. Seymour. — Oh ! and pray may I ask you if you are really serious in seeking so large a loan, upon such terms as these ? Gerald. — If I were not, sir, the application would scarcely have been made. As I conclude it has been made in vain, I shall trespass no further upon your time, and so 30 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [aCT II. Seymour. — Stay, stay, you are over hasty, Mr, Koche- fort, and Gerald. — (Starting.) — Kochefort ! how knew you my name ? when I wrote to you about this money, I mere- ly signed the note with an initial, and yet 1 now re- member the answer the boy brought me yesterday, bore my name upon the cover; how is this, sir? Seymour. — {Smiling.) — No matter, few are strangers to me. But the money ! You have not the means of repaying the tenth part of the sum, and yet, upon one condition, you shall have it. Gerald. — (Anxiously.) — What is the condition ? — (Seats himself.) Seymour. — You want this money for a purpose to which I am no stranger. Your mother is in debt ( Gerald springs from his seat in astonishment.) You see, I am acquainted with more of your secrets than you gave me credit for. — (Gerald sinks into his seat.) — Do not interrupt me — your mother is in debt ; — ner reckless, dishonorable extravagance has caused it, and if, within a few days, one at least of her creditors be not satisfied, she will be disgraced forever ; is not this the truth ? (After a few moments silence.) — You do not answer, — you want this money to save your mother from disgrace — stay, you need not speak — I know that such is the fact ; I know more, that, when you were in distress, she refused you the assistance which might have saved you from but no matter j remain calm another moment ; you want the money, and, as I have said before, upon one condition you shall have it. Gerald. — Pray come at once to an explanation upon the subject I Seymour. — You are going to be married ! Gerald. — ^Ha! it is utterly impossible you should know that ! But what means, sir, hav© you SCENE I.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 81 Seymour. — Nay, nay, you need not be so much alarmed ; greater secrets than this have sometimes come within my knowledge. Is the idea of marriage so very startling to you ? Gerald. — {Rising.) — The means, sir, by which mat- ters of such importance to my family and myself, have come to your knowledge, I am utterly at a loss to con- jecture. What interest my private affairs cau possess for you, I cannot possibly imagine; but, as your ob- ject appears to be to question me upon subjects, which can in no way, concern you, instead of confining your- self to the business upon which I came, 1 must say, that you have presumed somewhat too far, and I shall, therefore, leave you at leisure to pursue your interest- ing researches into the history of the next person, whose folly, or misfortune, may drive him to seek your assistance. — (^Turns and walks towards the door ^) Seymour. — (Steps forward and lays his hand 07i Ge- rald's arrn.) — Young man, you should ere this have learned to curb the impetuosity of your temper. You came here to-night to seek a sum of money to save your mother from disgrace — hear me, I say, or if you will persist, then go, and let her die and rot within a prison! — {Resumes his seat.-— Gerald paces the roo7n in agitation. After a pause, Seymour resumes.) — It seeniH strange to you, Mr. Eochefort, that I should be aware of circumstances relative you, and your affairs, which you had deemed unknown to any but those persons immediately concerned. I am now, however, about to prove to you, that my knowledge of your affairs is not confined to the past, nor even to the present, but extends also to the future. You doubt it? Be it so, you shall have the proof — ^the marriage which you contemplate shall never take place ! Gerald. — By Heaven, old man ! you are presuming 32 GEORGE SEYMOUR^ [ACT II. too much upon my patience. AVhatever your motives may be, in prying into the private transactions of my hfe, 1 have before said, X cannot conjecture; but that you should endeavor to impose upon my belief, by pre- tending an insight into the future, exceeds anything you have already said, or done. 1 tell you, usurer, or whatever you are, that no earthly power shall prevent the marriage ot which you speak, and 1 warn you to mention the subject no more. Sey7nou7\—-Oh, as you please; then our conference is ended. You will, no doubt, find some other person fool enough to lend you a thousand pounds with the prospect of never being paid, and your mother will thus be saved from the threatened danger. I say, sir, our conference is ended. (.Passing from the room, is detained by Gerald.) It is useless to prolong our in- terview, unless you keep your temper within bounds; he who seeks to borrow, should assume a milder tone. Gerald. — You have said, that upon one condition I should have the sum I seek — I again ask vv'hat that condition is ? Seymour.— -(After a imuse, and looking intently upon Gerald's face.) — The condition is simply this — that from this day forward, you resign every claim to the hand of I need not speak the name ; if you are content Gerald. — Content! — Content, to yield all I love on earth — to give up every hope of happiness — to bring endless misery upon myself, and to break the heart that has confided in me. .By Heaven ! old man, such jests as this, are not to be calmly borne. Seymour. — I jest not ; I have told you the condition — it is for you to consider, whether or not, you will agree to it. Geraki-"^Q\QY \ never ! not for the wealth of Eu- SCENE I.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. •>;> rope — not if I was forced, like a eomuion slave, to work for my daily bread, and that millions were offer- ed me as the reward. I tell yon, old man, if yon are eerions in this demand, there is some hidden villany that I cannot solve ) bnt it shall be discovered, and, mark me, one like j^ou could have no interest in break- ing off this marriage — there must be some damned plot in the transaction ; but, old and feeble as you are, if, by 3^our means, I am robbed of my happiness, no power on earth Seymour. — Make no rash vows, young man ; I tell you that upon no other condition shall 3^ou have the mone}', and I tell you more, that whether you yield to it or not, the marriage, on which you have set your heart, shall never take place ! If you agree, the money shall be yours ; if not, within a fortnight your mother will be in a prison — a felon — and circumstances will become known to the world which v,'ill disgrace both you and her forever. ]S[ow, sir, make up your mind. Gerald. — Oh, God I — {Fressing his hands npon his forehead.) — See the misery which has been brought upon me in a few short hours — my hopes dashed to ruin, my happiness destroyed, my plighted faith broken, and all, ail, through the cursed infatuation of my own no matter, she is still my mother. Old man, or devil, whatever you are, if I can find no other means of procuring the sum I want, within a week, I will agree to your condition^ though it rob me of my hap- piness forever. Seymour. — I am content, — this night week then, at the same hour, I shall await you. [^Exeuent, 34 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. SCENE II. HALL. Enter Denny Conner. — [Denny v/alks to tho Lack of the Stage and leans against one of the wings.] Eater Gerald Rochejort. — [Gerald passes across the Stage.] Denny. — (Coining forward.^ — Your sarvint, Masther Garald — it's a mighty nate little cabin we're in — a very pleasant place entirely, only the rats isn't over partic'lar in the regard o' food — a bite out of a body's nose, now Gerald. — {Aside.^ — Ah! I am not alone. (Tb Den- ny.') — You here, and know me ? Denny. — Why, thin, be my faix, you may say that; His here I am, sure enough, an' here I won't be longer than I can help it, you may depind, for I'd just as soon keep my nose on my face while I have it, an' its mighty likely if I'd stop a while longer, the rats 'ud lave me but a small share of it. Cierald. — How long have 3^ou been here ? Denny. — About three minutes, sir, for yoa see, sir, I was takin' a doze bey ant in the room there. Gerald. — I mean, how long have you been in the house? Denny. — May be an hour or two, more or less ; I was out walkin' this evening Gerald. — Confound your stupidity ! How long have you been living here ? Denny. — Musha then, jMasther Garald, I'm not livui' here at all ; it's dyin' I am, sir, dyin' be inches, bekase you see the rats Gerald.— \) n the rats! SCENE II.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 35 Denny. — Oh ! amin^ sir, with all the veins of my heart. That's the very thing I say meself, every inin- nit in the day — bad loock may attind th.e same var- mint I sorra bit of a nose Gerald. — I wish they'd take your tongue, too, as well as your nose, j^ou stupid rascal — will you answer me — do you sleep here ? Denny. — Sleep '/ — sleep is it ? JSTow I only ax your- self, Masther Garald, could you sleep with fifty couple of rats dancing counthry dances over you on the bed — I only ax you that? Gerald. — (^Aslde.') — It's perfectly useless to expect an answer from this stupid scoundrel, and yet he seems to know something of me, and might, perhaps, being a servant of this old money lender, solve this riddle, if I could induce him to tell me what he does know. — (Aloud.') — See^ my good fellow, whatever you name is Denny. — Denny, sir, Denny Conner, that's the name that's on me. Gerald. — Well, then, Denny Conner, as you call yourself, why do you remain here, if you dislike the place so much ? Denny. — For the best raison in life then, sir, bekase I have no where else to go, an' it's onloocky to throw out dirty wather until a body can get clane. Gerald. — Are you willing to leave this place, if you could find a more comfortable one ? Denny. — Ou, wow ! Is a duck willin' to swim, I wrondher — I dunna w^ould a dog ate mate ! Be my 60wl, when the rats ate a few more suppers off o' me its a light load my bones 'ud have to carry any how. Am I willin' ? faix that's not so bad I Gerald. — Do you know^ any one to give you a char- acter ? 36 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. Denny. — A carrackther is it ? may be 1 haven't oiig iu my pocket this present iniimit — mockins I haven't — only wait a bit — whisht now. — (Proceeds to overhaul his pocket — laying each article on the floor — solilorjuising.) That's a dudheen ; its gettin' bittherer every day, an' no wondher for it, many a bitther thought wint through it wid the smoke. There's one, two, three, four — four buttons ; thini's off my livery ! There's the duplicate of Masther Tom's old wais'coat — fourpinee, the divle a farthin' more they'd give. That's a bad sixpenny ; it's like a raal frind, it'll stick to jou through thick and thin, an' no fear of its ever being changed. A bit of tobakky ; begorra, I'm richer nor I thought — tobakky is an Ingian weed that grows up in the mornin' — lie there beside the pipe for a minnit, I'll be talkin' to you bymby. Arrah,tlie curse of Crummel on you, for one paper, where the mischief are you at all,- at all ? — You'll be the last thing I'll come to, I'll go bail; more Iniste the worst speed, always — whisht, here it is at Jast — there's the least taste of grase on the outside of it, but look at it, Masther Eochefort — may be that i -n't somethin' like a carrackther. — {Handing it to him.) Gerald. — (Taking it tenderly between his fingers, and (■pens it carefully. — Heads.) — ''.Be it known to all v.hom it may concern, that the bearer — if the same bo Dennis Conner — is the great- t'rft rascal from this to himself; and that I'll back him — giving the long odds — to do more mischief, tell more lies, and drink more \s'hiskey in a day, than any other man, woman or child, at present extant. If any gen- tleman should feel inclined to take up my bet, just let him inquire at Mrs. Taylor's boarding house, in Den- '/AUq street, for one " Tom Crosbie." ( Cf^rald lrnii//i.<: Inuirfil if. ) SCENE II.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 37 Denny. — The divlo, Mustlier Giirald, an' 'ud you bo laakin' merry Avid a poor boy's feelins' l* An' isn't ye be afther jokin', Misther Eocliefort, hinn}^ ? Gerald. — No, Denny, I read it just as your friend Mr. Crosbie wrote. ISTot a word did 1 add or leave out. It is a pleasant character he gives you. Denny. — {Sis face assuming the most ludicrous ex2)res- sion, half anger, half disappointment. ~) — The divle doubt you tor that same thrick, Masther Tom Crosbie ] sure if I wasn't a fool, I might aisj^ know that's the way you'd sarve me — if I was your mother 'twould be all the same — you'll have your bit of fun, no matthcr who pays the piper ; but only wait ! if I don't be even wid you for the same turn, it's a quare thing ! Gerald. — Well, Dennis, I'll see about this to-mor- row ; I know what sort of a gentleman Mr. Tom Crosbie is -, the devil is not always as black as he's painted, and perhaps I can do something for you. I suppose your master up stairs, has been listening to every word. Denny. — {Aside.) — Lis'nin' ! indeed ! He'd want long ears to hear us from where he is by this time, I'm thinkin'! {Gerald walks to the door.) Good night, Masther Garald — good nighty sir — and when you come again, may be Gerald. — {Sharply.) — What do you know about my coming again ? — have you been listening, too ? Denny. — Walls have cars, {slyly,) and so have I, Masther Garald — good night, sir. \_Exit. Gerald. — That boy knows more than he pretends, but I'll discover it all before many hours. [Exit. o8 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. SCENEIII. Dkawino Koom. — [Emma Aubyn discovered rending.] Enter George Seymour. Emma Auhyn. — You have come now to fulfil your promise ? t^eymour. — AYhat promise ? Mmna Auhyn. — That which you made when I last saw you — that, upon your return you would openly declare yourself my guardian, and end all this strange mystery ? You have come to do this ? Seymour. — I have; the promise shall be kept; I will see Mrs. Bochefort at once — where is she ? Emyna Auhyn. — In her own chamber. Shall I tell her you are here ? Seymoin\ — Presently; but first, I have a question or two to ask. Her son has never been told anything that has passed between us ? has never been informed that you had a second guardian ? Emma Auhyn. — Never by me; and, I am sure, the subject has never since been alluded to by his mother. Seymour. — So much the better. He must not hear that you have ever seen me before. Emma Auhyn. — Could not he be told that I had, all through, been aware of the fact of having a second guardian ? Seymour. — To what end ? How would this amend matters ? Emma Auhyn. — It would, at least, make his mother's conduct appear less unaccountable. Seymour. —1A\^ mother, I tell you, has chosen her own line of action, and must abide by it. SCENE III.] GEORGE SEYIMOUR. 39 Emma Auhy?i. — But what objection can you have, that it should not be as I say ^ Wby give cause for trouble and unhappiness, if it can be avoided '/ Seymour. — It cannot be avoided! It must conie^ and the sooner the better. Emma. Aubyn. — AVhat mean you? Seymour. — This ! Mrs. Eochefort has robbed you — she must be punished ! Emma Aubyn. — Punished? I do not understand you. Seymour. — 1 say she has robbed you. — Should not crime be punished ? Emma Aubyn. — Still I do not understand you. Seymour. — Listen. This is the first week in March ; in three weeks more you will be eighteen. At that age, you were to have received a thousand pounds; it was placed in Mrs. Kochefort's hands for that purpose — she has spent it — it will not be forthcoming. It is my duty to see that justice is done towards you — she shall go to prison. Emma Aubyn. — Prison! You cannot mean, that she, wdio has filled the place of a mother to me for so many years, should be sent to prison for having done that which I would freely have consented to, had she but confided in me. Why should you try to alarm me in this way ? Seymour. — I have no wish to alarm you. I have only told you what must occur. — I merely do my duty. Emma Aubyn. — Your duty ! Is it your duty to bring ruin on the head of one, but for whom I might have been thrown without a friend or home upon the world? What do you take me for? Do you think, even if she had wronged me to a thousand times the amount, that I would suffer her to be injured — to be accused, much less, punished for it ? 40 GEORGE SKYMOUK, [aCT IT. Seymour. — You cannot prevent it : you "svill have nothing to do with it. It must be ! Emma Aiihyn. — I tell you it must ncA be I. What ! let my benefactress, my second mother, be brought to shame and disgrace on my account? Never! Am 1 lost to all gratitude, think you, that 1 should yield such a return for years of care and kindness? Seymour. — Once more, I tell you, you will have no- thing to do with it. You have been shamefully de- frauded, and it becomes m^^ dutj', as a guardian, to take care that you shall at least have justice ! Emma Auhyn. — Justice ! Do you speak to me of justice such as this? In what way could it benefit me, should your threats be put into execution? — What service Seymour. — Y^ou shall hear. Mrs. Eochefort's son has the remnant of a small property left him by his father — his mother has already dissipated the greater portion of it, but, rather than see her in a prison, he will sacrifice what remains — and then the sum which you are entitled to may be recovered. Emma Auhyn. — Merciful Heaven ! this is horrible 1 What have you ever seen in my conduct, sir, that you should dare to propose to me such a plan as this ? — Oh ! I cannot believe that you are serious — it is cruel to tamper with me in this manner ! Seymour. — (^Aside.) — Before I can bring her to my scheme, I must touch a chord that will vibrate more powerfully to her heart, than any feeling I have as yet awakened. (To Emma.) — Emma, you do not know how this woman has wronged you. Emma Auhyn. — I do — have you not informed me? Seymour. — I have not; nor would I now, but to prove to you that she dosorves neither pity nor mercy at voiir linnds. BCENE in.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 41 Emma Auhyn. — She deserves both, and she shall find them. Had she not felt pity for me when I was brought to her desolate and friendless, what would have been my fate 't Seymour. — If you knew all, perhaps you might change jowy feelings. Emma Auhyn. — 1 will never change them. Seymour. — What if I should tell you that she has interfered with your happiness, in a way you never dreamed of ? Emma Auhyn. — My happiness ! What happiness have I ever known ? Seymour. — But for her you might have known it. Emma Auhyn. — I do not understand. What mean you? Seymour. — (Looking intently on her face.^ — You loved her son ! Emma Auhyn. — Sir ! Seymour. — You loved her son ! {Emma covers her face with her hands.) You loved him, Emma, and even now, when his heart is given to another — when he is lost to you forever — you love him still. I will tell 3'ou now what you have never known before — your love was returned. Emma Auhyn. — (Quickly raising her head.) — Who told you this ? Seymour. — Ke confided his secret to his mother. — Now, do you comprehend how she has wronged you? Emma Aiihyn. — No, no, I can comprehend nothing. I feel as though it were all a dream ! Tell me — oh, tell me at once I Seymour. — Gerald had been but a short time at home, after his return from abroad, when he began to feel toward you something more than brotherly affection — this feeling grew rapid I v into passionate love f 42 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. Emma Auhyn. — Stay ! If this indeed be true — it it be possible — why did I never know it — or by what nieans has it been made known to yon? Seymour. — You shall hear presently; but let me finish. He was poor — he saw no prospect of ever possessing sufficient wealth to marry ; and honor pre- vented him from endeavoring to win your affections, when unhappiuess alone would be the result. He determined to leave his home, lest the strength of his passion should overcome his resolution : with this intent he sought his mother, told her his determina- tion, and con tided to her the cause Em7na Auhyn. — He did this ? His mother, then, knew it ? Seymour. — She did. ' His determination to leave did nit suit her — it would have lessened her means, already small. Neither did she like the idea of his marrying you, for her last hope w^as, and is, that he should obtain a wealthy bride, by means of whose riches, she hoped to be restored to the station she bad lost. This hope was a thousand times dearer to her than either your happiness or that of her son. To accom- plish this, her resolution was instantly taken. It was this — to make Gerald believe that you already loved another Emma Auhyn. — My God ! can this be true ? Seymour. — It can, and is. No considerations have the slightest weight with her, w^here her personal in- terest is concerned. Emr/ia Auhyn. — But Gerald could not have believed this? Seymour. — He did believe it. His mother told her story too artfully, to let him feel a doubt on the subject. Emm,a Auhyn. — What else did she tell him ? SCENE III.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 43 Seymour. — This — that shortly before his return you had been betrothed to a 3'oung Collegian, who had been suddenly obliged to depart with bis father, on a three years' tour to the Continent. Gerald's distress on hearing this was great; he thought it would be worse than dishonorable to continue his attentions, and from that moment he determined to conquer his passion, by every means m his power. Emma Aubyn. — My God ! my God ! that I had known this before it was too late ! Seymour. — It may not be too late yet. Emma Atibyn. — (^Eagerly.) — How — not too late? Seymour. — It is possible that it may not be; if you wish it, it shall be probable. Emma Aubyn. — Probable ! you would not trifle wdth me now ? it would be cruel — very cruel ! Seyw^our. — Suppose this Miss Franks should never become his wife 't Emma Aubyn. — Ah ! you spoke of this before. Seymour. — 1 did — all depends on you. Emma Aubyn. — On me ! how ? Seymour. — You can assist me in breaking off this match. Emma. Aubyn. — (^Raising her head proudly.') — I as- sist you ! Do you think, sir, because I have been be- trayed into this weakness before you, that I would be capable of descending to such an act as this ? Do you think I vv^ould be guilty of such baseness as to se- cure my ow^n happiness, by the destruction of an- other's? What have I done to deserve this insult? Seymour. — (Coldly.) — Pardon me — I was mistaken. You led me to suppose that you still loved this young man. I find I have been in error. Emma Aubyn. — It is because I do love him still, that I scorn such an act as you propose. If he ever had 44 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. any affection for me, it is past; he has given it to an- other — he loves her now — let them be happy — I — I — hope they may. — {Holding down her head and iceeping.) fiieymour. — We will talk no more on this subject, since it gives you so much pain ; and, believe me, I would not have mentioned it at all, if I had not thought it would have been for your good, I will see Mrs, Bochefort now. Enwia Aubjjn. — Before I tell her you are here, let me ask you once more, if you are perfectly assured of the truth of all you have just told me ? Seymour. — I am perfectly. Emma Aubyn. — It appears so impossible to me, that I find it very hard to belie ve^ — very hard. Pardon me, but by what means has it come to your knowl- edge ? Seymour. — Mrs. Bochefort, with her own lips, con- fessed it to me— and, eyen more than this, boasted of it. Emma Aubyn. — God of Heaven ! how cruelly 1 have been deceived ! You have caused me much misery, sir — -very much miser}^. It would have been far kinder to have left me in ignorance of all this. You have taught me almost to hate her whom I loved with a child's affection : but for you I would never have known how cruelly she has wronged me : I would still have had a mother. Now, I am alone—alone in the wide world : for, from this night—even though I should be driven to beg for my support— this shall no longer be my home. Seymour, — Let my home be j^ours, Emma — as your guardian, I pray you accept my offer. All I have told you, I meant in kindness, and in the hope of securing jour future happiness. If I have erred, forgive me — Bay you forgive me, Emma, ray daughter ? Will you SCENE III.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 45 be my daughter? I am rich; my wealth shall be yours — I am childless ; all my heart's love shall be centered in you — lam alone in the world; we will be companions to each other: you will be my daughter? Emma Aubyn. — I do, I do forgive you. You have done it for the best. If a daughter's duty and affec- tion—if the devotion of my future life — can prove my gratitude, they shall be yours. Seymour. — Lot this kiss seal our covenant. Hence- forth we are father and child. And now to business. You will leave this house with me to-night? Emma Aubyn. — No — not to-night — not to-night. — I wish before I go, to — to — see — G-erald. Seymour. — It must not be, Emma. Give over this wish, my child, and I promise that you shall meet again before many days. Emma Aubyn. — But when he discovers that I am gone, what can he think ? Seymour. — He shall know the truth : to his mother shall be left the task of informing him. Emma Aubyn. — What? Of every thing? Seymour. — Of every thing. Unless, as quite possi- ble, she should invent another story to deceive him. — I will, however, take care that he shall know the facts. As soon as we reach home, you may write to him, and also, his mother, explaining to them the circumstances under which you acted, and which caused you to seek another home. Emma Aubyn. — Then I will go with you, and if I am acting ungratefully, may God forgive me ! [^Exeuent, 46 GEORGE SEYxMOUR. [ACT II. SCENE IV. HALL. Enter George Seymour. — [Disiguised in a large Cloak — his faco almost entirely concealed by a large fur collar — his Hat pressed down over his forehead.] Seymour. — Boy 1 — {Calling.) Enter Denny Conner. Bevmj. — Good mornin', sir; it's a j^leasant mornin' for walkiii', sir. Seymour. — So much the better, for you are about to walk. Dtnny — I'm not sorry for that same. Seymour. — Could not you contrive to hold youv tongue for half a moment, while I give you your com- ma n ds ? — (^Sharply.) JJenny. — I'll do my best. Seymour. — Well, then, do you know where Mr. Franks lives? Denny. — Be my sowl ! if walkin' up and down the door two or three hours of an evenin' 'ud make me know it, I ought to be able to find the way by this time Seymour. — Silence, fool ! and listen to me. Denny. — Yes, sir. Seymour. — (^Sternly.) — You had better not interrupt ine again. Denny. — No, sir, I won't say another word. Seymour. — Listen to me then. Denny. — I'm lis'nin', sir. SCENE IV.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 47 Seymour. — Take this letter Denny. — Yes, sir. Seymour. — Silence I I say. Denny. — Mum's the word. Seyiiiour. — Take this letter^ and go at once to Mr. FrauK's Denny. — I'll go this rainnit, sir. Seymour. — Will you hold your tongue? De,nny. — -Am'n't I houldin' it? Seymour. — See Mr. Franks himself, cind give it into his own hand Denny. — But if he's out, sir ? Seymour. — Then wait until you see him- Denny. — But if he sends down word that he loonH see me? Seymour. — Psha I no matter how you do it, give him the letter, and be sure you bring the answer safe Denny. — But if I get no answer ? Seymour. — Tell me what he says; Denny. — An' if he says nothin'? Seymour. — Confound the boy! Do as I desire you. Lose no time. — (^Handing the letter.^ Denny. — I won't be while you'd be sayin' thrapstick ! Seymour. — Take care you keep that letter safe. Denny. — I thought you bid me give it to Mis^ther Franks ? Seymour. — So I did, you stupid scoundrel. Denny. — An' now you bid me keep it. Seymour. — Was there ever such a brute ! Begone this instaat ! Denny. — Are jow goin' tosto-p here ? Seymour. — You'll find me here when you return. \-ExU. Denny. — May be you think I'm not wide awake for you I — maybe you think I don't know what you're 48 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT H. about ! but I'll soon let you know what's what. I'm wideawake! I'm up to snuff ! AValls have ears, and so have I ! Ah ! Dinny, me boy ! I have it ! There's that Tom Crosbie : he desaved me about my carrack- ther. the divle roast him ! But he's a frind of Masther Garald, an' if an}^ thini>-'s wrong in this letther, he'll help me find it out. I)ivle a word can I read, or I'd open it rneself. The old hay then, he little thought he had two pair of ears lis'nin', when he threatened to put Masther Eochefort's mother in prison. Oh, the nayger! But walls have ears, and so have II So here's to Masther Tom's. {Exit. SCENE V. DRAWING ROOM. Enter George Seymour. — [After walking the room hurriedly for a few moments, approaches the Table and rings the Bell.] Enter Servant. Seymour. — Tell your Mistress that Mr. Seymour ia here, and wishes to see her instantly. [Exit Servant. Enter Mrs. Rochefort. Mrs. R. — (^Advancing towards Seymour.) — Villain I what is this you have done? What frightfal crime do 5-0U contemplate, that you have forced this young girl from her home ? Seymour. — When you have quite done performing the part of a Pythoness, and think proper to use Ian- SCENE v.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 49 guagc a little less violent^ I may perhaps give the in- lormatioii yon require. iUrs. B. — Oh, (rod ! grant me patience, for my trials are great ! Man ! I ask you what is this you have done '/ ^yhy have you taken away this child r* Seymour.-— As to what I have done, you can be at no loss to know ; and as to having taken aAvay your ward, I beg at once to undeceive 3^ou, by refering you to her letter, from which you vv'ill perceive that she has acted of her own free will. Mrs. i?.-— Yes ! her own free will ! But what des- perate villany has influenced her to exercise that wiliy What arts and falselioods have 3^ou used to poison her mind against me ? Seymonr. — Kone whatever, Madam. If you will be good enough to recollect yourself for a moment, I think you will allow that the simple truth would be quite sufficient. This I have told her^ but nothing more. 3Irs. R. — I will not believe it ! I cannot believe that the mere fact of my liaving i^eymour. — Robbed her I 3Irs. R. Having appropriated her fortune, could make her take this step^ without a word of notice or explanation. Seymour. — Oh, everj^ one may not think so lightly and forgivingly of the crime of robbery as Mrs. Koche- fort. Mrs. R. — (^Covering her face with her hands, and sink- ing into a chair.) — G-od mij me, for this man has no mercy. Seymour. — Mercy ! what mercy have jow deserved ? Where was your mercy when you crushed the heart that loved you better than all things on earth, or in lleavon— -when you drove to madness and desperation 50 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. one wlio, but for you, might have won from the world a proud and honorable name, instead of being plunged into a career of vice and viilany — changing this world to a hell, that leaves no terrors for the next. Woman ! you have changed me to a devil !- — (^Dashes his \hand against Ms forehead.)— -Yon ask me Avhy I have taken away this girl. Listen, and you shall hear— -to be an instrument of panishment for the wrong you have done to her ; and to aid me in the fulfilment of that revenge which I have sworn against you and yours. 3frs. JR. — Aid you ! how ? She has never injured 5'ou. You would not destroy her ? Seymour. — Her ! Not for a thousand worlds ; I will cherish her while I live, and at my death she shall be mistress of all I possess on earth. When you are rotting in a jail, or begging from door to door, the orphan you have robbed, whom you would have left to starve, shall shine the proudest amongst those who have cast you oif forever, and with wliom in future your name shall be a bye-word and a scorn I If you can glean any comfort from this knowledge, you are welcome to it ! Mrs. B. — {Bising calmly from her chair, and speaking in a clear distinct tone.) — You are deceived — you are deceived in thinking that 1 will submit to this : the worm at last will turn upon the foot that crushes it. My course is now clear before me, and you shall find that I, too, can be determined ; this night my son shall be informed of everything. Seymour.- — Such is my intention. For that purpose I am here Mrs. jR.-— What I and you will dare to face him when he has learned all your viilany ? Seymour.-—! will dare more than that. Madam ; for with my own lips I will tell him all that I have done ; SCENE v.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 51 and moreover, all that you have done ! So you sec you are not likely to gain any great advantage by your determi n ation . 3Irs. B. — If lie knew — if my boy knew one half of the miseiy you have caused his parents — one tithe of the insults ^-^ou have offered to his mother — he would crush you to the earthy if you had a thousand lives ! and he sliaJl know it ! Seymour. — (^Askle.') — This will be a losing game un- less I play my cards more skillfully. It will not answer to meet Gerald, or have his mother see him, before I can recover my power over her. ( To Mrs. R. — seizing her arm.') — Mark me ! the time has now come when all scruples must be thrown aside — Heaven nor hell shall baulk me in what 1 have sworn to per- form I Attend Avell now to what I am about to say, for it will be for your own advantage as well as mine, that you should act as I direct. You must tell your son the same story which I have already told Emma, and which 3'ou liave confirmed, namely, that I am in reality her guardian. You can invent what excuses 3'ou please for never having informed him of such a fact until now, and that will end the matter. Mrs. JR. — (Smiling scornfully.) — You need say no more -, I will rather bear everj^ evil your malice can inflict, than be an 3^ longer at your mercy. AYere I now to act as you desire, you would to-morrow break through all your promises as you have done before. Your power is over, tempter ! I defy you ! Seymour. — Think again, — think again before you refuse. You had better. 31rs. R. — I have thought already — my resolution is fixed — unchangeably fixed. Once more I tell you I defy you ! Seymour. — Tlien, by Heaven ! 3'ou shall curse the 52 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. hour you did so ! Had you yielded to my will, I might have spared you — for the sake of her who shall henceforth be my child, I might have spared you ; but now, now, I will crush you, mind, and heart, and soul, as 3^ou have crushed me, without pity, and without remorse 3Irs. it. — I no longer fear you, for 1 have resolved to atone for the past, by pursuing a right course for the future, and the consciousness of this good resolu- tion gives me new strength to uphold me in my pre- seiit trial. AVhat more is there in j^our power than to tell m}^ son that which 1 am myself resolved to tell him! and you will then be more in his power than either he or I in yours. What infatuation has been over me that 1 have not done this before ! Seymour. — AVoman ! you do not know what I am capable of doing, if you drive me to desperation ! Mrs. li. — You mistake ; I knov/ ftdl well that you are capable of every villany that could enter the mind of man. Seymour. — And, believing this, 3'ou still defy me ? Mrs. M. — Yes ! a thousand times, yes I Seymour. — Then mark me ! 1 will do that which shall make you sucli an object of loathing to your child, that, rather than live the son of such a mother, he will lift his own hand against his life — that he will forfeit his soul in tlie next world, rather than endure in this the disgrace that your name will bring upon him — and go to his doom calling down curses on you with his dying breath ! Mrs. M. — Oh, God! what a fiend has this man be- come ! Seymour.— A. fiend ! yes, and who has made me one ? But you little dream of Avhat I will yet do to deserve the name! You think, ])erhaps, that my threats arc idle:'' SCENE v.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 58 Jlrs. Ji. — I care not what they are. I despise thein ! Seymour. — (Aside.) — There is still one desperate chance left me — let that fail and m}' power over her is ended. Her honor ! all that slie has left to cling- to ! — I will hazard the scheme ! (To Mrs. R.) — Eeniem- ber you have driven me to this -, a few words might have saved you — might yet save you, if you consent Mrs. R. — Never ! I hold no faith with you in future — do your worst ! Seymour. — Listen, then ! — (Advances close to lier.) — Your son alread}^ knows the stor}^ of his lather's ruin — he knows that I was the cause of it — that the en- tire of his property w^as mortgaged to me, and is still in my possession ; — and, knowing this, what think you, will be his feelings, when he discovers that since that father's death, you have carried on an intercourse with me — that you have done so secretly — and that within the last few months, you joined with me in a plot to make your ward believe that I, as well as you, had been named her guardian — when he discovers all this, I say, what can he think? Must he not believe that you had some powerful motive for acting as you have done '( and, once suspicion awakened, will it not be a task of but little difficulty to convince him that (Pausing.) Mrs. i^.— What ! For God's sake, v/hat ? Seymour. — Can you not conjecture ? Mrs. B. — No, no ! in mercy, speak at once ! What ■would you convince him ? Seymour. — (Stooping his head close to her ear and hissing fiercely.) — That his fiither was dishonored! 3Irs. li — (Springing to the middle of the fi.oor — she gazes at him for an instant icith distended eyes — pres.^cs her hands upon her forehead — staggers to a table — bnt for 54 GEORGE SEYMOUR. [ACT II. the su2)port of which she icoidd fall to the floor.) — God of mercy ! can such a villain be the work of thy hand ? Can a man made in thy image, be given a mind to promjDt him to such hellish thoughts ? Seymour. — I told you you little dreamed of what I was capable ; remember you have driven me to it -, the consequences be upon your own head ! .But, even still it is in j^our power to avert your ruin — consent to make to your son the explanation I desire^ and I hold my peace. — (Draws near her.) Mrs. B. — ( With a look of loatldng motions him hack.) If 3^ou are human — if a remnant of manly feeling yet lingers in your nature — leave me ! My brain is turn- ing to fire — my heart is bursting — reason can bear no more! — (With clasped hands and straining eyes, she stands before him.) Seymour. — Let there be an end to this acting; j^ou should, by this time, have learned its fruitlessness, to change my purpose. Turn j^our thoughts to what may still save you — a few minutes more, and it will be too late, for, so sure as there is a Heaven above us, if your son returns while I am here, I will fulfill my threat ! Consent to what I have demanded, and I leave you now — forever ! Mrs. R. — (After a iKtuse.) — This is terrible ! — horri- ble ! Oh ! my son ! my noble boy ! God keep him from the slightest suspicion of this foul attempt to poison his mind against his mother! Harm him not, sir ! I accept your promise of leaving me for the rest of my life in peace, and I promise to do as you desire ! (Dropping on her knees and clasping her hands.) — Oh, God ! aid me in this terrible struggle ! — (Falls.) (Seymour looks on with a smile of triumph.) END OF SECOND ACT. SCENE I.] GEORGE SEYMOUR. 55 ACT III .— S C E N E I . HALL. Enter Dcnnii Conner. Denny. — Sliurc, he can't ate me, any how, an' if the worst comes to the worst, may be he might come oft' second best afther all ! If he isn't the divle — Lord betune us an' harm — we'll tache him a thrifle before he's much older — we'll let him know what's what — yis, be me sowl, cakes an' ale we'll give him. I'm a fool ; oh ! 3^8, of coorse I am — I couldn't find out a saycret at all — I couldn't listen through a kay hole — ■ oh, no ! is it me ? I can do nothin' — not a ha'p'orth — it '11 be a while afore I ate house beetles for my sup- per, for all that. Wondher where the ould divle is — he said he'd be here when I returned. Faix, when I got into the strate, a snddint pain tuk me right there — (flits his knee,) and I couldn't walk — oh, no ! not a bit. — (Dances.') I got into a cart, — the cart got lost — an' the boss died, an' the driver ran oft' an' got dhrunk, an' left me in the cart fast aslape ! I'll look into the rooms an' see if he's here, anyhow ! Who's alraid I — (Opens the doors and looks into the different rooms opening into the Hall.) — Be gorra, he's not here, any how, — got tired waitin' for me. I'm thinkin' I'll take a sate. — (Seats himself near tlie front, R. H., facing audience.) Seymour. — (Out side.) — Boy ! Denny. — (Looking round the Hall to ascertain whence the voice j^roceeded.) — AVhy, then, where are you at all, sir ? 56 QEOROE SEYMOUR. [aCT III. Enter George Seynunir — [Behind Dcnnj — Disguished in a large Cloak, his face hidden by the collar.] Seymour. — Here ! — {Denny turning round, discovers Jiiin.) Denny. — (^Syringing from his seat.) — Lord save us ! did you come out of the wall ? Seymour. — (Sharjjly.) — What has detained you? Denny. — (After a little hesitation.) — He ^Yas out; sir. Seymour. — Who was out ? Denny. — VvMiy, Misther Franks, of ooorse. Seymour. — Then you did not see him ? Denny. — IS.o, sir. Seymour. — Give me the letter. — (Denny IooI