School for Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan
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CARELESS. Come, Charles, what keeps you?
CHARLES. I can't come yet. I'faith, we are going to have a sale above stairs; here's little Premium will buy all my ancestors! CARELESS. Oh, burn your ancestors! CHARLES. No, he may do that afterwards, if he pleases. Stay, Careless, we want you: egad, you shall be auctioneer--so come along with us. CARELESS. Oh, have with you, if that's the case. I can handle a hammer as well as a dice box! Going! going! SIR OLIVER. Oh, the profligates! [Aside.] CHARLES. Come, Moses, you shall be appraiser, if we want one. Gad's life, little Premium, you don't seem to like the business? SIR OLIVER. Oh, yes, I do, vastly! Ha! ha! ha! yes, yes, I think it a rare joke to sell one's family by auction--ha! ha!--[Aside.] Oh, the prodigal! CHARLES. To be sure! when a man wants money, where the plague should he get assistance, if he can't make free with his own relations? [Exeunt.] SIR OLIVER. I'll never forgive him; never! never! END OF THE THIRD ACT |
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