Cut monologue — A Day Well Spent: A Farce, in One Act

Truly unfortunate and disagreeable!--my fair one torn from me in a manner most unfair. Miss Harriet missing--all is gone but hope!--and what does hope say? Something false, as usual? The lady loves the marvellous.--No, hope reminds me that Harriet is sent to Mrs. Chargely's, in this neighbourhood; and that if I could enter in a feigned name--true, I can learn at the door if the old lion be in the den--if the young dove be in her cage!--'gad, it will do!--What name can I take?--I have it, Mr. Cotton has a foreman named Bolt--I'll call myself Bolt; I dare say I'm like him; I never saw him; so don't know the contrary. A happy exchange of names--The part of Bolt by Mr. Cutaway.