THE ROMAN CAMP.
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followed at a reasonable distance behind Miss Crotchet and Lord Bossnowl, contriving, in the most natural manner possible, to drop more and more into the rear.
LADY CLARINDA.
I am glad to see you can make yourself so happy with drawing old trees and mounds of grass.
CAPTAIN FITZCHROME.
Happy, Lady Clarinda! oh, no! How can I be happy when I see the idol of my heart about to be sacrificed on the shrine of Mammon?
LADY CLARINDA.
Do you know, though Mammon has a sort of ill name, I really think he is a very popular character; there must be at the bottom something amiable about him. He is certainly one of those pleasant creatures whom every body abuses, but without whom
