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O return with this trifle for which I have tooped to beg! return to ee my mother dying! I would rather fly to to the world’s end. [Looking at the money.] What can I buy with this? It is hardly enough to pay for the nails that will be wanted for her coffin. My great anxiety will drive me to ditraction. However, let the conequence of our affliction be what it may, all will fall upon my father’s head; and may he pant for Heaven’s forgivenes, as my poor mother——[At a ditance is heard the firing of a gun, then the cry of Halloo, Halloo—Gamekeepers and Spormen run acros the tage—he looks about.] Here they come—a nobleman, I uppofe, or a man of fortune. Yes, yes—and I will once more beg for my mother.—May Heaven end relief!

Quick, quick, Count! Aye, aye, that was a blunder indeed. Don’t you ee the dogs? There they run—they have lot the cent. Exit Baron looking after the dogs. Rh