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Lord F. D'ye think he'll love you as well

my word shall never have it under my hand.
Lady F. I vow, Mellefont's a pretty gentle- as I do my wife? I'm afraid not.
man; but methinks he wants a manner.
Cyn. A manner! what's that, madam?
Lady F. Some distinguishing quality; as,
for example, the bel air, or brilliant, of Mr.
Brisk; the solemnity, yet complaisance, of my
lord; or something of his own, that should
look a little je-ne-sais-quoi-ish; he is too much
a mediocrity, in my mind.

Cyn. I believe he'll love me better.
Lord F. Heavens! that can never be: but
why do you think so?

Cyn. He does not, indeed, affect either pertness or formality; for which I like him: here he comes.

Lady F. And my lord with him: pray observe the difference.

Cyn. Because he has not so much reason to be fond of himself.

Lady F. O, your humble servant for that, dear madam. Well, Mellefont, you'll be a happy creature.

Mel. Ay, my lord, I shall have the same reason for my happiness that your lordship has, I shall think myself happy.

Lord F. Ah, that's all.

Brisk. Your ladyship is in the right; [To Lady Froth] but, 'egad, I'm wholly turned into satire. confess I write but seldom; but Enter LORD FROTH, MELLEFONT, and BRISK. when I do-keen i mbics, 'egad.—But my lord Cyn. Impertinent creature! I could almost was telling me, your ladyship has made an be angry with her now. [Aside. essay toward an heroic poem.

Lady F. My lord, I have been telling Cyn- Lady F. Did my lord tell you? Yes, I vow, thia how much I have been in love with you; and the subject is my lord's love to me. And I swear I have; I'm not ashamed to own it what do you think I call it? I dare swear you now; ah! it makes my heart leap; I vow I won't guess-The Syllabub, ha, ha, ha! sigh when I think on't.-My dear lord! Ha, Brisk. Because my lord's title's Froth, 'egad, ha, ha! do you remember, my lord? ha, ha, ha!-deuce take me, very apropos surprising, ha, ha, ha!

and

Lady F. Hey, ay, is not it? And then I call my lord Spumoso; and myself— what d'ye

[Squeezes him by the Hand, looks kindly on him, sighs, and then laughs out. Lord F. Pleasant creature! Perfectly well. Ah! that look, ay, there it is; who could re-think I call myself? sist? 'Twas so my heart was made a captive first, and ever since it has been in love with happy slavery.

Brisk. Lactilla, may be-'gad, I cannot tell. Lady F. Biddy, that's all; just my own name. Brisk. Biddy! 'egad, very pretty - deuce Lady F. O that tongue, that dear deceitful take me, if your ladyship has not the art of tongue! that charming softness in your mien surprising the most naturally in the world. I and your expression!-and then your bow! hope you'll make me happy in communicating Good, my lord, bow as you did when I gave the poem.

you my picture. Here, suppose this my pic- Lady F. O, you must be my confidant; I ture-[Gives him a pocket Glass] Pray mind must ask your advice. my lord; ah! he bows charmingly. [Lord Froth bows profoundly low, then kisses the Glass Nay, my lord, you shan't kiss it so much; I shall grow jealous, I vow now.

Lord F. I saw myself there, and kissed it for your sake.

Lady F. Ah! gallantry to the last degree. Mr. Brisk, you're a judge; was ever any thing so well bred as my lord?

Brisk. Never any thing-but your ladyship, let me perish.

Lady F. O, prettily turned again! let me die but you have a great deal of wit.-Mr. Mellefont, don't you think Mr. Brisk has a world of wit?

Mel. O yes, madam.

Brisk. O dear, madam.
Lady F. An infinite deal.

Brisk. O heavens, madam

Lady F. More wit than any body.

Brisk. I'm everlastingly your humble ser

vant, deuce take me, madam.

Brisk. I'm your humble servant, let me perish. I presume your ladyship has read Bossu? Lady F. O yes; and Rapin, and Dacier upon Aristotle and Horace. My lord, you must not be jealous, I'm communicating all to Mr. Brisk.

Lord F. No, no, I'll allow Mr. Brisk. Have you nothing about you to show him, my dear? Lady F. Yes, I believe I have. Mr. Brisk, come, will you go into the next room? and there I'll show you what I have.

[Exit with Brisk. Lord F. I'll walk a turn in the garden, and come to you. [Exit

Mel. You're thoughtful, Cynthia. Cyn. I'm thinking that though marriage. makes man and wife one flesh, it leaves 'em still two fools; and they become more conspicuous by setting off1) one another.

Mel. That's only when two fools meet, and their follies are opposed.

Cyn. Nay, I have known two wits meet, and by the opposition of their wit, render Lord F. Don't you think us a happy cou- themselves as ridiculous as fools. Matrimony ple? [To Cyn. is a hazardous game to engage in. What Cyn. I vow, my lord, I think you are the think you of drawing stakes, and giving over happiest couple in the world; for you're not in time? only happy in one another, and when you are Mel. No, hang't, that's not endeavouring to together, but happy in yourselves, and by win, because it's possible we may lose; since yourselves. we have shuffled and cut, let's e'en turn up trump now.

Lord F. I hope Mellefont will make a good husband too.

Cyn. 'Tis my interest to believe he will, my

lord.

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Lady P. Inhuman and treacherousSir P. Thou serpent and first tempter of womankind—

Cyn. Bless me! Sir-madam-what mean

Cyn. Then I find it's like cards; if either of us have a good hand, it is an accident of fortune. Mel. No, marriage is rather like a game at bowls; fortune indeed makes the match, and the two nearest, and sometimes the two fur-you? thest are together; but the game depends en- Sir P. Thy, Thy, come away, Thy; touch tirely upon judgment. him not; come hither, girl; go not near him, Cyn. Still it is a game, and consequently there's nothing but deceit about him; snakes one of us must be a loser. are in his looks, and the crocodile of Nilus is Mel. Not at all; only a friendly trial of skill, in his wicked appetite; he would devour thy and the winnings to be laid out in an enter- fortune, and starve thee alive. tainment.

Enter SIR PAUL and LADY PLIANT. Sir P. 'Gadsbud! I am provoked

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Lady P. Dishonourable, impudent creature! Mel. For heaven's sake, madam, to whom do you direct this language?

Lady P. Have I behaved myself with all the

mentation, as my lady Froth says. Was ever decorum and nicety befitting the person of sir Paul's wife; have I preserved my honour as it were in a snow-house; have I, I say, preserved myself like a fair sheet of paper, for you to make a blot upon?

Lady P. Sir Paul, have patience, let me alone to rattle him up.

Sir P. 'Pray your ladyship, give me leave to be angry; I'll rattle him up, I warrant you; I'll teach him, with a certiorari, to make love to my wife.

Sir P. And she shall make a simile with any woman in England.

Mel. I am so amazed, I know not what to

say.

Lady P. You teach him! I'll teach him myself; so pray, sir Paul, hold you contented. Sir P. Do you think my daughter - this Sir P. Hold yourself contented, my lady Pli- pretty creature-'Gadsbud, she's a wife for a ant; I find passion coming upon me even to cherubim!-Do you think her fit for nothing desperation, and I cannot submit as formerly, but to be a stalking-horse,1) to stand before therefore give way. you while you take aim at my wife? 'Gadsbud, I was never angry before in my life, and I'll never be appeased again.

Lady P. How now? will you be pleased to retire, and

Sir P. No, marry, will I not be pleased; I Mel. Confusion! this is my aunt; such maam pleased to be angry, that's my pleasure at lice can be engendered no where else. [Aside. Mel. What can this mean? [this time. Lady P. Sir Paul, take Cynthia from his Lady P. 'Gads my life, the man's distracted. sight; leave me to strike him with the remorse Why, how now, who are you? What am I? of his intended crime. Slidikins, can't I govern you? What did I Gyn. Pray, sir, stay; hear him; I dare afmarry you for? Am I not to be absolute and firm he's innocent. uncontrolable? Is it fit a woman of my spirit Sir P. Innocent! Why, harkye; come hiand conduct should be contradicted in a mat-ther, Thy, harkye, I had it from his aunt, my sister Touchwood. 'Gadsbud, he does not care

ter of this concern?

Sir P. It concerns me, and only me; besi- a farthing for any thing of thee, but thy pordes, I'm not to be governed at all times. When tion; why he's in love with my wife; he I am in tranquillity, my lady Pliant shall com- would have tantalized thee, and dishonour'd mand sir Paul; but when I'm provoked to thy poor father, and that would certainly have fury, I cannot incorporate with patience and broke my heart. I'm sure, if ever I should reason; as soon may tigers match with tigers, have horns, they would kill me; they would lambs with lambs, and every creature couple never come kindly; I should die of 'em, like with its foe, as the poet says. any child that was cutting his teeth-I should

Lady P. He's hot-headed still! 'Tis in vain indeed, Thy, therefore come away; but Proto talk to you; but remember I have a cur-vidence has prevented all, therefore come away tain-lecture1) for you, you disobedient, head- when I bid you. strong brute. Cyn. I must obey. [Exit with Sir Paul. Sir P. No, 'tis because I won't be headstrong, Lady P. O, such a thing! the impiety of it because I won't be a brute, and have my head startles me; to wrong so good, so fair a creafortified, that I am thus exasperated. But Iture, and one that loves you tenderly: 'tis a will protect my honour: and yonder is the barbarity of barbarities, and nothing could be Violater of my fame. guilty of it

Lady P. Tis my honour that is concerned, Mel. But the greatest villain imagination can and the violation was intended to me. Your form, I grant it; and next to the villany of honour! you have none! but what is in my such a fact, is the villany of aspersing me with keeping, and I can dispose of it when I please; the guilt. How? which way was I to wrong therefore don't provoke me. her? for yet I understand you not.

Sir P. Hum,'gadsbud, she says true. [Aside] Well, my lady, march on; I will fight under you then I am convinced, as far as passion will permit. [Sir Paul and Lady Pliant come up to Mellefont.

1) 'Tis a dreadful thing for a man to be subject to the threats of a curtain-lecture; but what a scene when put in practice. The lady commences her discourses in bed, depriving the husband of his sleep-It is called curtain-lecture from the bed curtains.

Lady P. Why, 'gads my life, cousin Mellefont, you cannot be so peremptory as to

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deny it, when I tax you with it to your face; all thoughts of the marriage; for though I for, now sir Paul's gone, you are corum nobus. know you don't love Cynthia, only as a blind Mel. By heaven, I love her more than life, for your passion to me, yet it will make me jealous-O Lord, what did I say? Jealous! Lady P. Fiddle, faddle, don't tell me of this no, no, I can't be jealous; for I must not love and that, and every thing in the world; but you therefore don't hope-but don't despair give me mathemacular demonstration, answer neither. O, they're coming, I must fly. [Exit. me directly. But I have not patience. Oh! Mel. [After a Pause] So then, spite of my the impiety of it, as I was saying, and the un- care and foresight, I am caught, caught in my paralleled wickedness! O merciful father! how security: yet this was but a shallow artifice, could you think to reverse nature so, to make unworthy of my machiavilian aunt: there must the daughter the means of procuring the mother! be more behind: destruction follows hard, if Mel. The daughter procure the mother! rot presently prevented. Lady P. Ay; for though I am not Cynthia's own mother, I am her father's wife; and that's near enough to make it incest.

Enter MASKWELL.

Maskwell, welcome! Thy presence is a view Mel. O my precious aunt, and the devil in of land appearing to my shipwrecked hopes: conjunction! [Aside. the witch has raised the storm, and her miniLady P. O reflect upon the horror of that, sters have done their work; you see the vesand then the guilt of deceiving every body; sels are parted. marrying the daughter, only to dishonour the father; and then seducing me

Mel. Where am I? is it day? and am I awake? Madam

Lady P. And nobody knows how circumstances may happen together.

Mask. I know it: I met sir Paul towing away Cynthia. Come, trouble not your head, I'll join you together ere to-morrow morning, or drown between you in the attempt.

Mel. There's comfort in a hand stretch'd To my think-out to one that's sinking, though never so far

ing now, I could resist the strongest tempta- off. tion; but yet I know 'tis impossible for me Mask. No sinking, nor no danger. Come, to know whether I could or no; there's no cheer up; why, you don't know that, while certainty in the things of this life. plead for you, your aunt has given me a taining fee; nay, I am your greatest enemy, and she does but journey-work under me. Mel. Ha! how's this?

Mel. Madam, pray give me leave to ask you one question.

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Lady P. O Lord, ask me the question! I'll swear I'll refuse it; I swear I'll deny it, there- Mask. What d'ye think of my being emfore don't ask me; nay, you shan't ask me; ployed in the execution of all her plots? Ha, I swear I'll deny it. O gemini, you have ha, ha! Nay, it's true: I have undertaken to brought all the blood into my face; I warrant, break the match: I have undertaken to make I am as red as a turkey-cock. O fie, cousin your uncle disinherit you; to get you turn'd Mellefont! out of doors, and to-Ha, ha, ha!-I can't tell Mel. Nay, madam, hear me — you for laughing-O she has opened her heart Lady P. Hear you? No, no: I'll deny you to me-I'm to turn you a grazing, and tofirst, and hear you afterwards; for one does Ha, ha, ha! marry Cynthia myself; there's a not know how one's mind may change upon plot for you.

hearing. Hearing is one of the senses, and Mel. Ha! O see, I see my rising sun! Light all the senses are fallible; I won't trust my breaks through clouds upon me, and I shall honour, I assure you; my honour is infailible live in day.-O, my Maskwell, how shall I and un-come-at-ible. thank or praise thee! thou hast outwitted woMel. For heaven's sake, madamman. But tell me, how couldst thou thus get Lady P. O name it no more.-Bless me, into her confidence, ha-how? But was it her how can you talk of heaven, and have so much contrivance to persuade my lady Pliant to this wickedness in your heart? May be, you don't extravagant belief?

think it a sin-they say some of you gentle- Mask. It was; and, to tell you the truth, I men don't think it a sin-Indeed, if I did not encouraged it for your diversion: though it think it a sin-But still my honour, if it were made you a little uneasy for the present, yet no sin-But then, to marry my daughter, for the reflection of it must needs be entertaining. the conveniency of frequent opportunities--I'll I warrant she was very violent at first. never consent to that; as sure as can be, I'l Mel. Ha, ha, ha! Ay, a very fury.

break the match.

Mask. Ha, ha, ha! I know her temper. Well, Mel. Death and amazement! Madam, upon you must know then that all my contrivances my kneeswere but bubbles; till at last I pretended to Lady P. Nay, nay, rise up: come, you shall have been long secretly in love with Cynthia; see my good nature. I know love is power- that did my business; that convinced your ful, and nobody can help his passion: 'tis not aunt I might be trusted; since it was as much your fault, nor I swear it is not mine. How my interest as hers to break the match: then can I help it, if I have charms? And how can she thought my jealousy might qualify me to you help it, if you are made a captive? O assist her in her revenge; and, in short, in Lord, here's somebody coming; I dare not that belief, told me the secrets of her heart. stay. Well, you must consider of your crime, At length we made this agreement: if I acand strive as much as can be against it-strive, complish her designs (as I told you before), be sure: but don't be melancholy, don't de- she has engaged to put Cynthia, with all ber spair: but never think that I'll grant you any fortune, into my power.

thing-O Lord, no: but be sure you lay aside Mel. She is most gracious in her favour.

Lady T. So I suppose there was.

Lord T. How? where? when?

Lady T. That I can't tell; nay, I don't say there was; I am willing to believe as favourably of my nephew as I can.

Lord T. I don't know that. [Half asile. Lady T. How? Don't you believe that, say you, my lord? Lord T. No, I don't say so. I confess I am troubled to find you so cold in his defence. Lady T. His defence? Bless me, would you have me defend an ill thing?

Lord 7. You believe it then?

Well, and, dear Jack, how hast thou contrived? Lord T. There should have been demonMask. I would not have you stay to hear stration of the contrary too, before it had been it now; for I don't know but she may come believed. this way. I am to meet her anon; after that I'll tell you the whole matter. Be here in this gallery an hour her.ce: by that time, I imagine, our consultation may be over. Mel. I will. Till then, success attend thee, [Exit. Mask. Till then, success will attend me; for when I meet you, I meet the only obstacle to my fortune.--Čynthia, let thy beauty gild my crimes; and whatsoever I commit of treachery or deceit shall be imputed to me as a merit.-Treachery! what treachery? Love cancels all the bonds of friendship, and sets men right upon their first foundations. Duty to Lady T. I don't know; I am very unwillkings, piety to parents, gratitude to benefacing to speak my thoughts in any thing that tors, and fidelity to friends, are different and may be to my cousin's disadvantage; besides, particular ties: but the name of rival cuts 'em I find, my lord, you are prepared to receive all asunder, and is a general acquittance. Ri- an ill impression from any opinion of mine, val is equal; and love, like death, a universal which is not consenting with your own; but leveller of mankind.-Îla! but is there not such since I am like to be suspected in the end, a thing as honesty? Yes, and whosoever has and 'tis a pain any longer to dissemble, I own it about him bears an enemy in his breast; it to you: in short, I do believe it; nay, and for your honest man, as I take it, is that nice, can believe any thing worse, if it were laid scrupulous, conscientious person, who will to his charge.-Don't ask me my reasons, my cheat nobody but himself: such another cox-lord; for they are not fit to be told you. comb as your wise man, who is too hard for! Lord T. I'm amazed! Here must be someall the world, and will be made a fool of by thing more than ordinary in this. [Aside] Not nobody but himself.-Ha, ha, ha! Well, for fit to be told me, madam? You can have no wisdom and honesty, give me cunning and interests wherein I am not concerned; and hypocrisy! Ob, 'tis such a pleasure to angle consequently the same reasons ought to be for fairfaced fools! Then that hungry gudgeon, convincing to me, which create your satisfaccredulity, will bite at any thing.Why, let tion or disquiet.

me see: I have the same face, the same words Lady T. But those which cause my disquiet, and accents, when I speak what I do think, I am willing to have remote from your hear and when I speak what I do not think; the ing. Good my lord, don't press me. very same and dear dissimulation is the only art not to be known from nature.

Lord T. Don't oblige me to press you. Lady T. Whatever it was, 'tis past; and Why will mankind be fools, and be deceiv'd? that is better to be unknown, which cannot And why are friends and lovers' oaths believ'd? be prevented; therefore let me beg of you to When each, who searches strictly his own rest satisfied.

mind,

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Enter LORD and LADY TOUCHWOOD,

Lady T. My lord, can you blame my bro

Lord T. When you have told me I will.
Lady T. You won't.

Lord T. By my life, my dear, I will.
Lady T. What if you can't?

Lord T. How? Then I must know; nay, I

will: no more trifling-I charge you tell me -by all our mutual peace to come, upon your duty

Lady T. Nay, my lord, you need say no ther Pliant, if he refuse his daughter upon this more, to make me lay my heart before you; provocation? The contract's void by this un- but don't be thus transported; compose yourheard-of impiety. self: it is not of concern, to make you lose Lord T. I don't believe it true; he has bet-one minute's temper. 'Tis not indeed, my ter principles-pho, 'tis nonsense. Come, come, dear. O Lord, I wish I had not told you I know my lady Pliant: 'tis not the first any thing.-Indeed, my lord, you have frighttime she has mistaken respect for love, and ened me. Nay, look pleased, I'll tell you. made sir Paul jealous of the civility of an Lord T. Well, well. undesigning person, the better to bespeak his security in her unfeigned pleasures.

Lady T. You censure hardly, my lord: my sister's honour is very well known.

Lady T. Nay, but will you be calm? Indeed it's nothing but

Lord T. But what?

Lady T. But will you promise me not to Lord T. Yes, I believe I know some that be angry?-nay, you must not to be angry have been familiarly acquainted with it. This with Mellefont?--I dare swear he's sorry; and, is a little trick wrought by some pitiful con- were it to do again, would not

triver, envious of my nephew's merit.

Lord T. Sorry for what? 'Death, you rack

Lady T. Nay, my lord, it may be so, and me with delay. 1 hope it will be found so; but that will re- Lady T. Nay, no great matter, only-well, quire some time; for, in such a case as this, I have your promise-pho, why nothing, only demonstration is necessary. your nephew had a mind to amuse himself

sometimes with a little gallantry towards must be performed in the remaining part of me. Nay, I can't think he meant any thing this evening, and before the company break seriously; but methought it looked oddly. up, lest my lord should cool, and have an Lord T. Confusion! what do I hear? opportunity to talk with him privately: my

Lady T. Or, may be, he thought he was lord must not see him again. not enough akin to me upon your account, Mask. By no means; therefore you must and had a mind to create a nearer relation aggravate my lord's displeasure to a degree on his own; a lover, you know, my lord-ha, that will admit of no conference with him.ba, ha!--Well, but that's all. Now you have What think you of mentioning me? it. Well, remember your promise, my lord; Lady T. How? and don't take any notice of it to him.

Lord T. No, no, no.

Mask. To my lord, as having been privy to Mellefont's design upon you, but still using Lady T. Nay, I swear you must not a little my utmost endeavours to dissuade him: though harmless mirth-only misplaced, that's all.my friendship and love to him has made me But if it were more, 'tis over now, and all's conceal it, yet you may say I threatened the well. For my part, I have forgot it; and so next time he attempted any thing of that kind, has he, I hope; for I have not heard any thing to discover it to my lord.

from him these two days.

Lady T. To what end is this?

Lord T. These two days! Is it so fresh ?- Mask. It will confirm my lord's opinion of Unnatural villain! I'll have him stripped, and my honour and honesty, and create in him a turned naked out of my doors this moment, new confidence in me, which (should this deand let him rot and perish! sign miscarry) will be necessary to the forming of another plot that I have in my head -to cheat you, as well as the rest. [Aside. Lady T. T'll do it.

Lady T. O, my lord, you'll ruin me, if you take such public notice of it; it will be a town-talk: consider your own and my honour. -Stay, I told you you would not be satisfied when you knew it.

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Mask. You had best go to my lord, keep him as long as you can in his closet, and I Lord T. Before I've done, I will be satis-doubt not but you will mould him to what fied. Ungrateful monster! How long- you please: your guests are so engaged in Lady T. Lord, I don't know: I wish my their own follies and intrigues, they'll miss lips had grown together when I told you. neither of

you.

Almost a twelvemonth-nay, I won't tell you Lady T. When shall we meet?-At eight any more, till you are yourself. Pray, my this evening in my chamber; there rejoice at lord, don't let the company see you in this our success, and toy away an hour in mirth. disorder: yet I confess I can't blame you; Mask. I will not fail. [Exit Lady Touchfor I think I was never so surprised in my wood] I know what she means well enough. life. Who would have thought my nephew I have lost all appetite to her; yet she's a fine could have so misconstrued my kindness?-woman, and I loved her once; but I don't But will you go into your closet, and recover know, the case is altered; what was my pleayour temper? I'll make an excuse of sudden sure is become my duty; and I am as indifbusiness to the company, and come to you. ferent to her now, as if I were her husband. Pray, good, dear my lord, let me beg you do Should she smoke my design upon Cynthia, now: I'll come immediately, and tell you all. I were in a fine pickle. She has a penetraWill you, my lord? ting head, and knows how to interpret a coldLord T. I will. I am mute with wonder. ness the right way; therefore I must dissemble Lady T. Well, but go now; here's some- ardour and ecstacy, that's resolved. How easily body coming.

Lord T, Well, I go. You won't stay;
I would hear more of this.
Lady T. I'll follow instantly.

So!

and pleasantly is that dissembled before fruifor tion! Plague on't, that a man can't drink without quenching his thirst.-Ha! yonder comes Mellefont, thoughtful. Let me think: meet her at eight-bum-ha! I have it. If I can speak to my lord before, I will deceive 'em all, and yet secure myself. 'Twas a lucky thought! Well, this double dealing is a jewel. - Here he comes-now for me.

[Exit Lord Touchwood. Enter MASKWELL,

Mask. This was a masterpiece, and did not need my help; though I stood ready for a cue to come in, and confirm all, had there

been occasion.

Lady T. Have you seen Mellefont? Mask. I have; and am to meet him here about this time.

Lady T. How does he bear his disappointment?

Enter MELLEFONT, musing.-MASKWELL, pretending not to see him, walks by him, and speaks, as it were, to himself.

Mercy on us! what will the wickedness of this world come to!

Mel. How now, Jack? What, so full of contemplation that you run over?

Mask. Secure in my assistance, he seemed Mask. I'm glad you're come, for I could not much afflicted, but rather laughed at the not contain myself any longer; and was just shallow artifice, which so little time must of going to give vent to a secret, which nobody necessity discover: yet he is apprehensive of but you ought to drink down. Your aunt's some further design of yours, and has engaged just gone from hence. me to watch you. I believe he will hardly Mel. And having trusted thee with the sebe able to prevent your plot; yet I would crets of her soul, thou art villanously bent to have you use caution and expedition. discover 'em all to me, ha?

Lady T. Expedition indeed; for all we do

Mask. I'm afraid my frailty leans that way;

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