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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1808 Excerpt:...where did you meet him? Sir Geo. Zounds! I met him on board, and I met him on shore, and the cabin, steerage, gallery, and forecastle. He sailed round the world with me. Harry. Strange this, sir! certainly I understood he had been in the East Indies; but he never told me he even knew you; but, indeed, he knew me only by the name of Dick Buskin. Sir Geo. Then how came he to bring you to Lady Amaranth's? Harry. Bring me where? Sir Geo. Answer me. Ar'n't you now come from her ladyship's. Harry. Stares, Me? Not I. Sir Geo. Ha! this is a lie of John's, to enhance his own services. Then you have not been there? Harry. There! I don't know where you mean, sir. Sir Geo. Yes; 'tis all a brag of John's, but 111--Enter John Dory. John. The rum and sugar is ready; but as for the Ssh-pond--Sir Geo. I'll kick you into it, you thirsty old grampus. r John. Will you? Then I'll make a comical roasted orange. Sir Geo. How dare you say you brought my son to Lady Amaranth's? John. And who says I did not? Sir Geo. He that best should know; only Dick Buskin here. John. Then Dick Buskin might find some other amusement than shooting off his guns here. Sir Geo. Did you bring my son to Lady Amaranth's in her chariot? John. And to be sure I did. Sir Geo. There, what do you say to that? Harry. I say it's false. John. False! Shiver my hulk, Mr. Buskin, if you wore a lion's skin, I'd curry you for this Exit, in a rage. Sir Geo. No, no, John's honest; I see through it now. The puppy has seen her, perhaps he has the impudence not to like her, and so blows up this confusion and perplexity only to break off a marriage that I've set my heart on. Harry. What does he mean? Sir, I'll assure you--Sir Geo. Damn your assurance, you disobedient, ungrateful--I'll not part with you till I confront you...