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feat_book_id: The School for Scandal.act iii.scene iii
feat_summary_id: act iii, scene iii
feat_summary: {"name": "act iii, Scene III", "url": "https://web.archive.org/web/20180409073536/http://www.gradesaver.com/the-school-for-scandal/study-guide/summary-act-iii", "summary": "Scene III shows Charles and his friends drinking and talking about some gentlemen's unwillingness to drink alcohol recently. They also talk about love, and Charles brings up Maria. They sing a song about loving all kinds of women. Trip enters and tells Charles about his guests' arrival. Trip goes off and then re-enters with Sir Oliver and Mr. Moses. Charles's friends soon leave out of boredom, going into the next room to play dice. Sir Oliver tells Charles his rehearsed story, and Charles even tells Sir Oliver about his rich uncle who plans to leave him everything. They discuss putting \"a post-obit\" on Sir Oliver's life, but Sir Oliver advises against this. Sir Oliver asks about various other ways Charles might make money by selling things from the house, but finds that Charles has already sold them. Charles offers to sell the collection of paintings of his family members. Sir Oliver is shocked by this proposal, but he pursues it, asking to see the portraits. Charles's friend Careless is swept up in the scene to play auctioneer in the room where the portraits are kept. They all leave the stage to go look at the portraits, with Sir Oliver vowing to himself that he'll never forgive Charles for this", "analysis": "Sheridan makes many allusions in the play during characters' dialogues with one another. This both shows Sheridan's own learnedness and underscores the education and high social status of the characters that make these references. One allusion of note comes early in Act III, made by Rowley. In conversation with Sir Oliver and Sir Peter about the young Surface boys, Joseph and Charles, he says, \"as our immortal bard expresses it, -- 'a heart to pity, and a hand open as day for melting charity'\" . This quote comes from Shakespeare's Henry VI. Rowley says this to the men to support Charles's remaining moral character. However, Sir Peter quips back, both as a response to Rowley and perhaps to Shakespeare himself, that having an open hand means nothing when one has spent all he had. It is important to read this section with historical context in mind, specifically as applies to anti-Semitism and the role of Jews and Judaism in society. In Sheridan's time and before, many Jews were involved in money-lending, the Jewish faith, unlike Christianity, did not forbid this job. Nevertheless, the play presents a stereotyped character, a Jewish money-lender who is willing to be involved in deceit, and who likely was dressed and made up to comply with a stereotypical Jewish appearance. Productions since Sheridan's time, especially contemporary productions, have had to decide whether to edit out these references to Judaism entirely or perform the play as it was written but provide relevant historical context to the audience. Sheridan uses a humorous scene to show Sir Oliver's transformation into the money-lender Mr. Premium. This humor is mostly created through repetition. For example, part of the interaction with Mr. Moses as he teaches the man how to play the role of Mr. Premium is as follows: \"MOSESThen, you know, you haven't the moneys yourself, but are forcedto borrow them for him of a friend. SIR OLIVEROh! I borrow it of a friend, do I? MOSESAnd your friend is an unconscionable dog: but you can't helpthat. SIR OLIVERMy friend an unconscionable dog, is he?\" The fact that Sir Oliver is not particularly good at acting his role, along with the fact that while acting his role he gives many asides to himself or the audience, increases the humor and dramatic irony in those scenes. Of the motivations to convince Maria to marry Joseph, Sir Peter's seem the most conscionable. While Lady Sneerwell wants to see Maria with Joseph because she loves Charles, Sir Peter seems to simply want what he sees as best for the ward for whom he has recently assumed responsibility. Sir Peter and Maria discuss the role of a father, with her saying that she has respected his wishes in not corresponding with Charles, but that she cannot regard him as a father if he forces her to marry Joseph, \"compel to be miserable\" . Though Lady Teazle told Sir Peter earlier in the play that he should have adopted her, not married her, if he wanted to control her, Maria shows still another example of a strong female character who will protest the dynamics of gender and power within families."}
text: SCENE III.
  
  --CHARLES, CARELESS, etc., etc.
  
       At Table with Wine
  
  CHARLES. 'Fore Heaven, 'tis true!--there is the great Degeneracy of the
  age--many of our acquaintance have Taste--Spirit, and Politeness--but
  plague on't they won't drink----
  
  CARELESS. It is so indeed--Charles--they give into all the substantial
  Luxuries of the Table--and abstain from nothing but wine and wit--Oh,
  certainly society suffers by it intolerably--for now instead of the
  social spirit of Raillery that used to mantle over a glass of bright
  Burgundy their conversation is become just like the Spa water they
  drink which has all the Pertness and flatulence of champaine without its
  spirit or Flavour.
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. But what are they to do who love Play better than
  wine----
  
  CARELESS. True--there's Harry diets himself--for gaming and is now under
  a hazard Regimen.
  
  CHARLES. Then He'll have the worst of it--what you wouldn't train a
  horse for the course by keeping him from corn--For my Part egad I am
  never so successful as when I'm a little--merry--let me throw on a
  Bottle of Champaine and I never lose--at least I never feel my losses
  which is exactly the same thing.
  
  SECOND GENTLEMAN. Aye that may be--but it is as impossible to follow
  wine and play as to unite Love and Politics.
  
  CHARLES. Pshaw--you may do both--Caesar made Love and Laws in a
  Breath--and was liked by the Senate as well as the Ladies--but no man
  can pretend to be a Believer in Love, who is an abjurer of wine--'tis
  the Test by which a Lover knows his own Heart--fill a dozen Bumpers to a
  dozen Beauties, and she that floats atop is the maid that has bewitched
  you.
  
  CARELESS. Now then Charles--be honest and give us yours----
  
  CHARLES. Why I have withheld her only in compassion to you--if I toast
  her you should give a round of her Peers, which is impossible! on earth!
  
  CARELESS. O, then we'll find some canonized Vestals or heathen Goddesses
  that will do I warrant----
  
  CHARLES. Here then--Bumpers--you Rogues--Bumpers! Maria--Maria----
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. Maria who?
  
  CHARLES. Oh, damn the Surname 'tis too formal to be register'd in
  Love's calendar--but now Careless beware--beware--we must have Beauty's
  superlative.
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. Nay Never study[,] Careless--we'll stand to the
  Toast--tho' your mistress should want an eye--and you know you have a
  song will excuse you----
  
  CARELESS. Egad so I have--and I'll give him the song instead of the
  Lady.----
  
       SONG.--AND CHORUS--<4>
  
       Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
          Here's to the widow of fifty;
       Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean,
          And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.
       Chorus.  Let the toast pass,--
                    Drink to the lass,
       I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for a glass.
  
       Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize;
          Now to the maid who has none, sir;
       Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes,
          And here's to the nymph with but one, sir.
       Chorus.  Let the toast pass, &c.
  
       Here's to the maid with a bosom of snow:
          Now to her that's as brown as a berry:
       Here's to the wife with a face full of woe,
          And now to the damsel that's merry.
       Chorus.  Let the toast pass, &c.
  
       For let 'em be clumsy, or let 'em be slim,
          Young or ancient, I care not a feather;
       So fill a pint bumper quite up to the brim,
       So fill up your glasses, nay, fill to the brim,
          And let us e'en toast them together.
       Chorus.  Let the toast pass, &c.
  
       [Enter TRIP whispers CHARLES]
  
  SECOND GENTLEMAN. Bravo Careless--Ther's Toast and Sentiment too.
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. E' faith there's infinite charity in that song.----
  
  CHARLES. Gentlemen, you must excuse me a little.--Careless, take the
  Chair, will you?
  
  CARELESS. Nay prithee, Charles--what now--this is one of your Peerless
  Beauties I suppose--has dropped in by chance?
  
  CHARLES. No--Faith--to tell you the Truth 'tis a Jew and a Broker who
  are come by appointment.
  
  CARELESS. O dam it let's have the Jew in.
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. Aye and the Broker too by all means----
  
  SECOND GENTLEMAN. Yes yes the Jew and the Broker.
  
  CHARLES. Egad with all my Heart--Trip--bid the Gentlemen walk in--tho'
  there's one of them a Stranger I can tell you----
  
  TRIP. What Sir--would you chuse Mr. Premium to come up with----
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes--yes Mr. Premium certainly.
  
  CARELESS. To be sure--Mr. Premium--by all means Charles, let us give
  them some generous Burgundy, and perhaps they'll grow conscientious----
  
  CHARLES. O, Hang 'em--no--wine does but draw forth a man's natural
  qualities; and to make them drink would only be to whet their Knavery.
  
       Enter TRIP, SIR OLIVER, and MOSES
  
  CHARLES. So--honest Moses--walk in--walk in pray Mr. Premium--that's the
  Gentleman's name isn't it Moses.
  
  MOSES. Yes Sir.
  
  CHARLES. Set chairs--Trim.--Sit down, Mr Premium.--Glasses Trim.--sit
  down Moses.--Come, Mr. Premium I'll give you a sentiment--Here's Success
  to Usury--Moses fill the Gentleman a bumper.
  
  MOSES. Success to Usury!
  
  CARELESS. Right Moses--Usury is Prudence and industry and deserves to
  succeed----
  
  SIR OLIVER. Then Here is--all the success it deserves!     [Drinks.]
  
  CHARLES. Mr. Premium you and I are but strangers yet--but I hope we
  shall be better acquainted by and bye----
  
  SIR OLIVER. Yes Sir hope we shall--more intimately perhaps than you'll
  wish. [Aside.<5>]
  
  CARELESS. No, no, that won't do! Mr. Premium, you have demurred at the
  toast, and must drink it in a pint bumper.
  
  FIRST GENTLEMAN. A pint bumper, at least.
  
  MOSES. Oh, pray, sir, consider--Mr. Premium's a gentleman.
  
  CARELESS. And therefore loves good wine.
  
  SECOND GENTLEMAN. Give Moses a quart glass--this is mutiny, and a high
  contempt for the chair.
  
  CARELESS. Here, now for't! I'll see justice done, to the last drop of my
  bottle.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Nay, pray, gentlemen--I did not expect this usage.
  
  CHARLES. No, hang it, you shan't; Mr. Premium's a stranger.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Odd! I wish I was well out of their company. [Aside.]
  
  CARELESS. Plague on 'em then! if they won't drink, we'll not sit down
  with them. Come, Harry, the dice are in the next room.--Charles, you'll
  join us when you have finished your business with the gentlemen?
  
  CHARLES. I will! I will!--
  
       [Exeunt SIR HARRY BUMPER and GENTLEMEN; CARELESS following.]
  Careless.
  
  CARELESS. [Returning.] Well!
  
  CHARLES. Perhaps I may want you.
  
  CARELESS. Oh, you know I am always ready: word, note, or bond, 'tis all
  the same to me.
  
       [Exit.]
  
  MOSES. Sir, this is Mr. Premium, a gentleman of the strictest honour
  and secrecy; and always performs what he undertakes. Mr. Premium, this
  is----
  
  CHARLES. Psha! have done. Sir, my friend Moses is a very honest fellow,
  but a little slow at expression: he'll be an hour giving us our titles.
  Mr. Premium, the plain state of the matter is this: I am an extravagant
  young fellow who wants to borrow money; you I take to be a prudent old
  fellow, who have got money to lend. I am blockhead enough to give fifty
  per cent. sooner than not have it! and you, I presume, are rogue enough
  to take a hundred if you can get it. Now, sir, you see we are acquainted
  at once, and may proceed to business without further ceremony.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Exceeding frank, upon my word. I see, sir, you are not a man
  of many compliments.
  
  CHARLES. Oh, no, sir! plain dealing in business I always think best.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Sir, I like you the better for it. However, You are mistaken
  in one thing; I have no money to lend, but I believe I could procure
  some of a friend; but then he's an unconscionable dog. Isn't he, Moses?
  And must sell stock to accommodate you. Mustn't he, Moses!
  
  MOSES. Yes, indeed! You know I always speak the truth, and scorn to tell
  a lie!
  
  CHARLES. Right. People that speak truth generally do. But these are
  trifles, Mr. Premium. What! I know money isn't to be bought without
  paying for't!
  
  SIR OLIVER. Well, but what security could you give? You have no land, I
  suppose?
  
  CHARLES. Not a mole-hill, nor a twig, but what's in the bough pots out
  of the window!
  
  SIR OLIVER. Nor any stock, I presume?
  
  CHARLES. Nothing but live stock--and that's only a few pointers and
  ponies. But pray, Mr. Premium, are you acquainted at all with any of my
  connections?
  
  SIR OLIVER. Why, to say the truth, I am.
  
  CHARLES. Then you must know that I have a devilish rich uncle in
  the East Indies, Sir Oliver Surface, from whom I have the greatest
  expectations?
  
  SIR OLIVER. That you have a wealthy uncle, I have heard; but how your
  expectations will turn out is more, I believe, than you can tell.
  
  CHARLES. Oh, no!--there can be no doubt. They tell me I'm a prodigious
  favourite, and that he talks of leaving me everything.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Indeed! this is the first I've heard of it.
  
  CHARLES. Yes, yes, 'tis just so. Moses knows 'tis true; don't you,
  Moses?
  
  MOSES. Oh, yes! I'll swear to't.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Egad, they'll persuade me presently I'm at Bengal. [Aside.]
  
  CHARLES. Now I propose, Mr. Premium, if it's agreeable to you, a
  post-obit on Sir Oliver's life: though at the same time the old fellow
  has been so liberal to me, that I give you my word, I should be very
  sorry to hear that anything had happened to him.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Not more than I should, I assure you. But the bond you
  mention happens to be just the worst security you could offer me--for I
  might live to a hundred and never see the principal.
  
  CHARLES. Oh, yes, you would! the moment Sir Oliver dies, you know, you
  would come on me for the money.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Then I believe I should be the most unwelcome dun you ever
  had in your life.
  
  CHARLES. What! I suppose you're afraid that Sir Oliver is too good a
  life?
  
  SIR OLIVER. No, indeed I am not; though I have heard he is as hale and
  healthy as any man of his years in Christendom.
  
  CHARLES. There again, now, you are misinformed. No, no, the climate has
  hurt him considerably, poor uncle Oliver. Yes, yes, he breaks apace, I'm
  told--and is so much altered lately that his nearest relations would not
  know him.
  
  SIR OLIVER. No! Ha! ha! ha! so much altered lately that his nearest
  relations would not know him! Ha! ha! ha! egad--ha! ha! ha!
  
  CHARLES. Ha! ha!--you're glad to hear that, little Premium?
  
  SIR OLIVER. No, no, I'm not.
  
  CHARLES. Yes, yes, you are--ha! ha! ha!--you know that mends your
  chance.
  
  SIR OLIVER. But I'm told Sir Oliver is coming over; nay, some say he is
  actually arrived.
  
  CHARLES. Psha! sure I must know better than you whether he's come or
  not. No, no, rely on't he's at this moment at Calcutta. Isn't he, Moses?
  
  MOSES. Oh, yes, certainly.
  
  SIR OLIVER. Very true, as you say, you must know better than I, though I
  have it from pretty good authority. Haven't I, Moses?
  
  MOSES. Yes, most undoubted!
  
  SIR OLIVER. But, Sir, as I understand you want a few hundreds
  immediately, is there nothing you could dispose of?
  
  CHARLES. How do you mean?
  
  SIR OLIVER. For instance, now, I have heard that your father left behind
  him a great quantity of massy old plate.
  
  CHARLES. O Lud! that's gone long ago. Moses can tell you how better than
  I can.
  
  SIR OLIVER. [Aside.] Good lack! all the family race-cups and
  corporation-bowls!--[Aloud.] Then it was also supposed that his library
  was one of the most valuable and compact.
  
  CHARLES. Yes, yes, so it was--vastly too much so for a private
  gentleman. For my part, I was always of a communicative disposition, so
  I thought it a shame to keep so much knowledge to myself.
  
  SIR OLIVER. [Aside.] Mercy upon me! learning that had run in the family
  like an heir-loom!--[Aloud.] Pray, what has become of the books?
  
  CHARLES. You must inquire of the auctioneer, Master Premium, for I don't
  believe even Moses can direct you.
  
  MOSES. I know nothing of books.
  
  SIR OLIVER. So, so, nothing of the family property left, I suppose?
  
  CHARLES. Not much, indeed; unless you have a mind to the family
  pictures. I have got a room full of ancestors above: and if you have a
  taste for old paintings, egad, you shall have 'em a bargain!
  
  SIR OLIVER. Hey! what the devil! sure, you wouldn't sell your
  forefathers, would you?
  
  CHARLES. Every man of them, to the best bidder.
  
  SIR OLIVER. What! your great-uncles and aunts?
  
  CHARLES. Ay, and my great-grandfathers and grandmothers too.
  
  SIR OLIVER. [Aside.] Now I give him up!--[Aloud.] What the plague,
  have you no bowels for your own kindred? Odd's life! do you take me for
  Shylock in the play, that you would raise money of me on your own flesh
  and blood?
  
  CHARLES. Nay, my little broker, don't be angry: what need you care, if
  you have your money's worth?
  
  SIR OLIVER. Well, I'll be the purchaser: I think I can dispose of the
  family canvas.--[Aside.] Oh, I'll never forgive him this! never!
  
       Re-enter CARELESS
  
  CARELESS. Come, Charles, what keeps you?
  
  CHARLES. I can't come yet. I'faith, we are going to have a sale above
  stairs; here's little Premium will buy all my ancestors!
  
  CARELESS. Oh, burn your ancestors!
  
  CHARLES. No, he may do that afterwards, if he pleases. Stay, Careless,
  we want you: egad, you shall be auctioneer--so come along with us.
  
  CARELESS. Oh, have with you, if that's the case. I can handle a hammer
  as well as a dice box! Going! going!
  
  SIR OLIVER. Oh, the profligates! [Aside.]
  
  CHARLES. Come, Moses, you shall be appraiser, if we want one. Gad's
  life, little Premium, you don't seem to like the business?
  
  SIR OLIVER. Oh, yes, I do, vastly! Ha! ha! ha! yes, yes, I think it a
  rare joke to sell one's family by auction--ha! ha!--[Aside.] Oh, the
  prodigal!
  
  CHARLES. To be sure! when a man wants money, where the plague should he
  get assistance, if he can't make free with his own relations?
  
       [Exeunt.]
  
  SIR OLIVER. I'll never forgive him; never! never!
  
       END OF THE THIRD ACT
  
  
  
  
  
  
feat_summary_name: act iii, Scene III
target: Scene III shows Charles and his friends drinking and talking about some gentlemen's unwillingness to drink alcohol recently. They also talk about love, and Charles brings up Maria. They sing a song about loving all kinds of women. Trip enters and tells Charles about his guests' arrival. Trip goes off and then re-enters with Sir Oliver and Mr. Moses. Charles's friends soon leave out of boredom, going into the next room to play dice. Sir Oliver tells Charles his rehearsed story, and Charles even tells Sir Oliver about his rich uncle who plans to leave him everything. They discuss putting "a post-obit" on Sir Oliver's life, but Sir Oliver advises against this. Sir Oliver asks about various other ways Charles might make money by selling things from the house, but finds that Charles has already sold them. Charles offers to sell the collection of paintings of his family members. Sir Oliver is shocked by this proposal, but he pursues it, asking to see the portraits. Charles's friend Careless is swept up in the scene to play auctioneer in the room where the portraits are kept. They all leave the stage to go look at the portraits, with Sir Oliver vowing to himself that he'll never forgive Charles for this
feat_summary_analysis: Sheridan makes many allusions in the play during characters' dialogues with one another. This both shows Sheridan's own learnedness and underscores the education and high social status of the characters that make these references. One allusion of note comes early in Act III, made by Rowley. In conversation with Sir Oliver and Sir Peter about the young Surface boys, Joseph and Charles, he says, "as our immortal bard expresses it, -- 'a heart to pity, and a hand open as day for melting charity'" . This quote comes from Shakespeare's Henry VI. Rowley says this to the men to support Charles's remaining moral character. However, Sir Peter quips back, both as a response to Rowley and perhaps to Shakespeare himself, that having an open hand means nothing when one has spent all he had. It is important to read this section with historical context in mind, specifically as applies to anti-Semitism and the role of Jews and Judaism in society. In Sheridan's time and before, many Jews were involved in money-lending, the Jewish faith, unlike Christianity, did not forbid this job. Nevertheless, the play presents a stereotyped character, a Jewish money-lender who is willing to be involved in deceit, and who likely was dressed and made up to comply with a stereotypical Jewish appearance. Productions since Sheridan's time, especially contemporary productions, have had to decide whether to edit out these references to Judaism entirely or perform the play as it was written but provide relevant historical context to the audience. Sheridan uses a humorous scene to show Sir Oliver's transformation into the money-lender Mr. Premium. This humor is mostly created through repetition. For example, part of the interaction with Mr. Moses as he teaches the man how to play the role of Mr. Premium is as follows: "MOSESThen, you know, you haven't the moneys yourself, but are forcedto borrow them for him of a friend. SIR OLIVEROh! I borrow it of a friend, do I? MOSESAnd your friend is an unconscionable dog: but you can't helpthat. SIR OLIVERMy friend an unconscionable dog, is he?" The fact that Sir Oliver is not particularly good at acting his role, along with the fact that while acting his role he gives many asides to himself or the audience, increases the humor and dramatic irony in those scenes. Of the motivations to convince Maria to marry Joseph, Sir Peter's seem the most conscionable. While Lady Sneerwell wants to see Maria with Joseph because she loves Charles, Sir Peter seems to simply want what he sees as best for the ward for whom he has recently assumed responsibility. Sir Peter and Maria discuss the role of a father, with her saying that she has respected his wishes in not corresponding with Charles, but that she cannot regard him as a father if he forces her to marry Joseph, "compel to be miserable" . Though Lady Teazle told Sir Peter earlier in the play that he should have adopted her, not married her, if he wanted to control her, Maria shows still another example of a strong female character who will protest the dynamics of gender and power within families.