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A BLOT IN THE 'SCUTCHEON. 1843 ACT I. SCENE I.- The interior of a lodge in LORD TRESHAM'S park. Many Retainers crowded at the window,supposed to com- mand a view of the entrance to his mansion. GERARD, the warrener, his back to a table on which are flagons, etc. 1st Retainer. Ay, do! push, friends, and then you'll push down me! -What for? Does any hear a runner's foot Or a steed's trample or a coach-wheel's cry ? Is the Earl come or his least poursuivant? But there's no breeding in a man of you Save Gerard yonder: here's a half-place yet, Old Gerard ! Gerard. Save your courtesies, my friend. Here is my place. 4 A BLOT IN THE 'SCUTCHEON 2nd Retainer. Now, Gerard, out with it! What makes you sullen, this of all the days I' the year? To-day that young rich bountiful Handsome Earl Mertoun, whom alone they match With our Lord Tresham through the country-side, Is coming here in utmost bravery To ask ou . . .