The Covent Garden Theatre, or Pasquin Turn'd Drawcansir

by Charles Macklin

Pas: I’ll retire, till I see what humour they are in (retires).

Enter Hydra, Miss Brilliant &
Stage-Keeper.

Stage. M^r. Hydra Servant.

Serv^t: Here (this Serv^t: be on from the begining)

Hyd: This way Madam.

Brill: Well do you know M^r. Hydra that I am upon the Tip-toe of Expectation to know what this Medley can be?

Hyd: Upon Honour so am I— quite upon the Rack, but where is the rest of Our Party? Miss Bashfull here’s mighty good Room. Bob Smart won’t you hand miss Bashfull to her Place.

Enter Bob Smart.

Bob. Upon Honour I cannot prevail upon her to come on. She’s Affraid the Audience will take her for one of the Actresses and hiss her.

Omn: Ha, ha, ha, ridiculous.