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Hyp. Nay, then, it is time for us to make ready know the lady, and what the neighbours say of Alons!
[Ereunt Hyp. and Flo. her. Oct. Don Philip!
Hyp. This was a lucky discovery—but hush. D. Phi. Dear Octavio!
D. Phi. What will you do in this case ? Oct. What lucky point of the compass could Oct. That I don't yet know : I am half disblow us to one another so?
tracted; I have just sent my servant to tell her D. Phi. Faith a wind very contrary to my in- I am come to town, and beg an opportunity to clination ; but the worst, I see, blows some good. speak with her; I long to see her; I warrant I am overjoyed to see you. But what makes you the poor fool will be so soft and so humble, now so far from the army?'
she's in a fright. Oct. Who thought to have found you so far D. Phi. What will you purpose at your meetfrom Seville?
ing her? D. Phi. What do you do at Madrid ?
Oct. I don't know; may be another meeting ; Oct, Oh, friend, such an unfortunate occasion, at least it will come to a kind look, a kiss, good and yet such a lucky discovery! such a mixture bye, and a sigh—Ah, if I can but persuade her of joy and torment, no poor dog upon earth was to run away with me! ever plagued with.
D. Phi. ConsiderD.'Phi. Unriddle, pray.
Oct. Ah, so I do! What pleasure 'twould be, Oct. Don't you remember, about six months to have her steal out of her bed in a sweet ago, I wrote you word of a dear, delicious, moonshiny night; to hear her come pat, pat, sprightly creature, that I had bombarded for a pat, along in her slippers, with nothing but a thin whole summer to no purpose ?
silk night-gown loose about her, and in this D. Phi. I remember.
tempting dress, to have her jump into my arms, Oct. That same silly, stubborn, charming an breathless with fear; her panting bosom close gel, now capitulates.
to inine; then to stifle her with kisses, and curl D. Phi. Then she's taken.
myself about her smooth warm limbs, that Oct. I can't tell that; for, you must know, her breathe an healing odour from their pores, perfidious father, contrary to his treaty with me, enough to make the senses ache, or fancy mad! and her inclination, is going to
D. Phi, Octavio, I envy thee; thou art the D. Phi. Marry her to another
happiest man in thy temperOct. Of a better estate than mine, it seems. Oct. And thou art the most altered I ever She tells me here, he is within a day's march of knew. Pr’ythee, what makes thee so much upon her; begs me to come upon the spur to her re- the humdrum? Well, are my sister and you lief; and, if I don't arrive too late, confesses she come to a right understanding yet? When do loves me well enough to open the gates, and let you marry? me enter the town before him. There's her ex Hyp. So, now I shall have my picture by.
D. Phi. My condition, Octavio, is very much HYPOLITA, Flora, and Trappanti appear in like your mistress's ; she is going to marry the the Balcony.
man she never saw, and I the woman.
Oct. 'Sdeath, you make ine tremble! I hope Hyp. Hark! they are talking of a mistress- | 'tis not my mistress. let us observe.
D. Phi. Thy mistress! that were an idle fear; Flo. Trappanti
, there's your old master. Madrid's a wide place-or if it were, (she loving Trap. Ay, I know him again ; but I may you) my friendship and my honour would oblige chance to tell him, he did not know a good ser
me to desist. vant when he had him.
Oct. That's generous, indeed ! but still you D. Phi. [Reads.). My father has concluded amaze me! Are you quite, broke off with my ' a match for me with one I never saw, and in- sister? I hope she has given you no reason to
tends, in two days, to perfect it: the gentleman forget her. ' is expected every hour. In the mean time, if Hyp. Now, I tremble. you know
friend that has a better title to D. Phi. The most severe that ever beauty me, advise him forthwith to put in his claim. I printed in the heart of man; a coldness unacam almost out of my senses, which you will countable to sense. easily believe when I tell you, if such a one Oct. Psha, dissembled, should make haste, I sha'nt have time to refuse
Hyr. Hal him any thing.'
D. Phi. I cann't think it; lorers are soon Hyp. How is this?
fattered into hope ; but she appeared to me inD. Phi. No name?
different to so nice a point, that she has ruined Oct. She never would trust it in a letter. me without the trouble of resolving it. Flo. If this should be Don Philip's mistress ? Flo. Well, men are tools. Trap. Sir, you may take my word it is: I Oct. And by this time she's in fits for your
press, read it
leaving her; 'tis her nature; I know her from Oct. (To D. Phi.] My dear friend, I beg a her bib and baby: I remember, at five years old, thousand pardons ; I must leave you this the vixen has fasted three days together, in pure minute ; the kind creature has sent for me. I spite to her governess.
am a soldier, you know, and orders must be Hyp. So
obeyed; when I come off duty I'll immediateOct. Nothing could ever, in appearance, make ly wait upon you. her pleased or angry; always too proud to be D. Phi. You'll find me here, or hear of me. obliged, too high to be affronted, and thought Adieu. Here, house ! [Exit Octavio. nothing so low as to seem fond of revenge: she had a stomach that could digest every thing but
Enter Host. humility.
Prithee, see if my servant be come yet. Hyp. Good lack, Mr Wit!
Host. I believe he is, sir; is he not in blue? Oct. Yet, with all this, I have sometimes seen D. Phi. Ay, where is the sot? her good-natured, generous, and tender.
Host. Just refreshing himself with a glass at Hyp. There the rogue was civil again. D. Phi. I have thought so, too. [Sighing. D. Phi. Pray, tell the gentleman I'd speak
Hyp. How can he speak of me with so much with him.-Exit Host.) In all the necessaries generosity!
of life, there is not a greater plague than serOct. For all her usage of you, I'll be racked vants. Hey, Soto ! if she did not love you. D. Phi. I rather think she hated me: how
Enter Soto, drunk. ever, now 'tis past, and I must endeavour to Soto. Did you please to—uchcall, sir? think no more of her.
D. Phi. What's the reason, blockhead, I must Hyp. Now I begin to hate myself.
always wait upon you thus ? Oct. Then you are determined to marry this Soto. Sir, I did not know any thing of it. other lady?
l-came as soon as you se-se-se-sent for D. Phi. That's my business to Madrid. Trap. Which shall be done to your hand. D. Phi. And why not without sending, sir? D. Phi. Besides, I am now obliged by con Did you think I expected no answer to the
business I sent you
about? Oct. Then, (though she be my sister) may Soto. Yes, sir-I did think you would be willsome jealous, old, ill-natured dog, revenge your ing--that is to have an account—so, I staid quarrel to her.
to take a glass at the door, because I would not Hyp. Thank
be out of the way-huh ! D. Phi. Corne, forget it.
D. Phi. You are drunk, rascal ! -Where's Hyp. Come, we have seen enough of the the portmanteau ? enenıy's motions, to know 'tis time for us to Soto. Sir, I am here--if you please I'll give decamp.
you the whole account how the matter is-huh ! (Ereunt HYPOLITA, Flora, and TRAPPANTI. D. Phi. My mind 'misgives me -speak, Oct. With all my heart; let's go in, and drink villain !-
Strikes him. your new mistress's health. When do you visit Soto. I will, sir, as soon as I can put my words her?
into an intelligible order : I ar'n't running away, D. Phi. I intended it immediately, but an un- sir. lucky accident hindered me: one of my servants D. Phi. To the point, sirrah. fell sick upon the road, so that I am forced to Soto. Not of your sword, dear sir ! make shift with one, and he is the most negli D. Phi. Sirrah, be brief, or I'll murder you : gent, sottish rogue in nature; he has leit my port- where's the portmanteau ? manteau, where all my writings and letters of Soto. Sir, as I hope to breathe, I made all the concern are, behind him at the last town we strictest search in the world, and drank at every lay al, so that I can't properly visit the lady, or house upon the road going and coming, and her father, till I am able to assure them who I asked about it; and so, at last, as I was comam.
ing within a mile of the town here, I found, Oct. Why don't you go back yourself to see thenfor them?
D. Phi. What? D. Phi. I have sent my servant, for I am Soto. That it must certainly be lost. really tired : I was loath to appear so much D. Phi. Dog ! d’ye think this must satisfy me? concerned for thein, lest the rascal should think
[Beats him. it worth his while to run away with them.
Soto. Lord, sir, you won't hear reason -- -Are
you sure you ha'n't it about you ? -If I know Enter Servant to OCTAVIO.
any thing of it I wish I
be burnt! Oct. How now?
D. Phi. Villain ! your life can't make me Ser, Here's an answer, sir.
[Gives a letter. satisfaction.
Soto. No, sir, that's hard--a man's life can't Hyp. What's the matter? --for my part-I-I
Trap. Sir, you are not shaved. D. Phi. Why do I vent my rage against a sot,
Hyp. Shaved ! a clod of earth? I should accuse myself for Trup. Ever while you live, sir, go with a trusting him.
smooth chin to your mistress. Hey! (Knocks. Soto. Sir-I had rather-bought a portman Hyp. This puppy does so plague me with his tead out of my own pocket, than have had such impertinence, I shall laugh out and discover mya life about it.
self. D. Phi. Be dumb !
Trap. Why, Diego ! Soto. Ahuh! Yes.
Hyp. Psha! prithee don't stand fooling, we're D. Phi. If this rascal had stole it, sure hein haste. would not have ventured to come back again. Flo. Ay, ay, shave another time. I am confounded ! Neither Don Manuel nor his Trap. Nay, what you please, sir; your beard daughter know me, nor any of his family. If is not much, you may wear it to-day. I should not visit him till I can receive fresh
[Taking her by the chin. letters from my father, he'll in the mean time Flo. Ay, and to-morrow, too : pray, sir, will think himself affronted by my neglect. What you see the coach ready, and put in the things. shall I do?-Suppose I go and tell him my mis Trap. Sir, l'll see the coach ready, and put fortune, and beg his patience till we can hear in the things.
[Erit Trap. again from Seville. I must think. Hey, sot! Flo. Come, madam, courage! Now, let's do
(Ereunt. something for the honour of our sex, give a proof
of our parts, and tell mankind we can contrive, Re-enter HYPOLITA, FLORA, and TRAPPANTI.
fatigue, bustle, and bring about as well as the
best of them. Trap. Hold, sir; let me touch up your fore Hyp. Well said, Flora! for the honour of our
sex be it, then, and let the grave dons think themHyp. So! my gloves.-Well, Trappanti, you selves as wise as they please; but Nature knows know your business, and if I marry the lady, you there goes more wit to the management of some know my promise, too.
amours, than the hardest point in politics; Trap. Sir, I shall remember them both Therefore, to men the affair of state's confined. 'Odso! I had like to have forgot-Here, house ! Wisely to us the state of love's assigned, a bason and wash-ball-I've a razor about me. As love's the weightier business of mankind. Hey! [Knocks.
top a little.
Vil. That's the most he has.
Ros. 'Twill do our business.
Vil. But when you have no portion (which I'ın
afraid you won't have with hiin) he'll soon have Vil. Hear reason.
enough of you, and how will your business be Ros. Talk of Octavio, then.
done then, pray? Vil. How do you know but the gentleman your Ros. Psha ! you talk like a fool. father designs you for, may prove as pretty a fel Vil. Come, come, if Octavio must be the man, low as he? If you should happen to like him as I say let Don Philip be the husband. well, would not that do your business as well? Ros. I tell you, fool, I'll have no man but an
Ros. Do you expect Octavio should thank you husband, and no husband but Octavio: when you for this?
find I am weary of him, I'll give you leave to talk Vil. The gentleman is no fool.
to me of somebody else. Ros. He'll hate any one that is not a friend to Vil. In vain, I see—I have done, madamhis love.
one must have time to be wise : but, in the mean Vil. Hang them, say I: but can't one quench while, what do you resolve ? positively not lo one's thirst without jumping into the river? Is marry Don Philip? there no difference between cooling and drown Ros. I don't know what I shall do, till I see ing? Octavio's now in a very good post- keep Octavio. When did he say he would be here? him there. I know the man; he understands Vil. Oh! I dare not tell you, madam. the business he is in to a hair ; but, faith, you'll
Ros. Why? spoil him; he's too pretty a fellow, and too poor
Vil. I am bribed to the contrary. a one for an husband.
Ros. By whom? Ros. Poor! he has enough.
Vil. Octavio; he just now sent me this lovely
piece of gold not to tell you what time he would Vil. Hist! don't disturb her. be here.
D. Man. Disturb her! Why, what's the matRos. Nay, then, Viletta, here are two pieces ter ? that are twice as lovely; tell me, when shall I Vil. She's at confession, sir. see him?
D. Man. Confession! I don't like that; a Vil. Umph! these are lovely pieces, indeed. young woman ought to have no sins at all.
[Smiling. Vil. Ah ! dear sir, there's no living without Ros. When, Viletta?
them. Vil. Have you no more of them, madam? D. Man. She's now at years of discretion.
Ros. Psha! there, take purse and all; will Vil. There's the danger, sir; she's just of the that content thee?
tasting age: one has really no relish of a sin till Vil. Oh, dear madam! I should be uncon fifteen. scionable to desire more; but, really, I was will D. Man. Ah! then, the jades have swinging ing to have them all first. [Curtseying. stomachs. I find her aversion to the marriage I Ros. When will he come?
have proposed her has put her upon disobedient Vil. Why, the poor gentleman has been han- thoughts : there can be no confession without kering about the house this quarter of an hour; guilt. but, I did not observe, madam, you were willing Vil. Nor no pardon, sir, without confession. to see him till you had convinced me by so plain D. Man. Fiddle faddle ! won't have her a proof.
seem wicked. Hussy, you shall confess for her; Ros. Where's my father?
I'll bave her send her sins by you : you know Vil. Fast asleep in the great chair.
them, I'm sure; but I'll know what the friar has Ros. Fetch him in, then, before he wakes. got out of her
-Save Vil. Let himn wake, his habit will protect him. Oct. Bless you, son! Ros. His habit !
D. Man. How now! What's become of FaVil. Ay, madam, he's turned friar to come at ther Benedict? Why is not he here? you. if your father surprises us, I have a lie Vil. Sir, he is not well; and so desired this ready to back him.--Hist, Octavio! you may gentleman, his brother here, to officiate for him.
D. Man. He seems very young for a confesEnter Octavio, in a friar's habit.
Vil. Ay, sir; he has not been long at it. Oct. After a thousand frights and fears, do I Oct. Nor don't desire to be long in it: I wish live to see my dear Rosara once again, and kind? I understand it well enough to make a fool of Ros. What shall we do, Octavio?
my old Don here.
[Aside. [ Looking kindly on him. D. Man. Well, sir, how do you find the pulse Oct. Kind creature ! Do! why, as lovers of iniquity beat there? What sort of sin has she should do; what nobody can undo; let's run most stomach to? away this minute, tie ourselves in the church Oct. Why, truly, sir, we have all frailties, knot, and defy fathers and mothers.
and your daughter has had most powerful tempRos. And fortunes, too?
tations. Oct. Psha ! we shall have it one day: they D. Man. Nay, the devil has been very busy must leave their money behind them.
with her these two days. Ros. Suppose you first try my father's good Oct. She has told me a most lamentable story. nature? You know he once encouraged your ad D. Man. Ten to one but this lamentable story dresses.
proves a most damnable lie. Oct. First, let's be fast married : perhaps be Oct. Indeed, son, I find, by her confession, that may be good-natured when he can't help it: if we you are much to blame for your tyrannical goshould try him now, 'twill but set him more upon vernment of her. his guard against us : since we are listed under D. Man. Hey-day! what, has the jade been Love, don't let us serve in a separate garrison. inventing sins for me, and confessing them inCome, come, stand to your arms, whip a suit of stead of her own? Let me come--she shall be night-clothes into your pocket, and let's march locked up till she repents them, too. off in a body together.
Oct. Son, forbear; this is now a corroboration Ros. Ah!
of your guilt: this is inhuman. Oct. Dead!
D. Man. Sir, I have done ; but pray, if you Vil. To your function.
please, let's come to the point: what are these
terrible cruelties that this tender lady accuses me Enter Don MANUEL.
Oct. Nay, sir, mistake her not: she did not, D. Man. Viletta!
with any malicious design, expose your faults, but Vil. Sir.
as her own depended on them; her frailties were D. Man. Where's my daughter?
the consequence of your cruelty. VOL. II.
D. Man. Let's have them both, antecedent and but it won't dom-those long strides, Don, will consequent.
never bring you the sooner to your mistress.Oct. Why, she confessed her first maiden inno Rosara! step into that closet, and fetch my cent affection had long been settled upon a young spectacles off o' the table there. Tum ! tum! gentleman, whose love to her you had once en
(Sings. couraged, and after their most soleinn vows of Vil. I don't like the old gentleman's looks. mutual faith, you have most barbarously broke
[Aside. in upon her hopes; and, to the utter ruin of her Ros. This obstinacy of yours, my dear father, peace, contracted her to a man she never saw. you shall find runs in the family.
D. Man. Very good! I see no harm in all (E.cit Rosara, and Don Max. locks her in. this.
D. Man. Tum! dum ! dum !
[Sings. Oct. Methinks the welfare of a daughter, sir, Oct. Sir, I would advise you, as your nearest might be of weight enough to make you serious. friend, to defer this marriage for three days.
D. Man. Serious! so I am, sir. What a devil! D. Man. Tum ! dum! dum ! must I needs be melancholy, because 1 have got Vil. Sir, you have locked my mistress in. her a good husband ?
[Pertly. Oct. Her inelancholy may tell you, sir, she D. Man. Tum ! dum! dum ! can't think him a good ove.
Vil. If you please to lend me the key, sir, I'll D. Man. Sir, I understand thinking better let her out. . than she, and I'll make her take my word.
D. Man. Tum! dum! dum ! Oct. What have you to object against the man Oct. You might afford me at least, as I am a she likes?
gentleman, a civil answer, sir. D. Man. The man I like.
1. Man. Why, then, in one word, sir, you Oct. Suppose the unhappy youth she loves shall not marry my daughter; and, as you are a should throw himself distracted at your feet, and gentleman, I'ın sure you won't think it good mantry to melt you into pity
ners to stay in my house, when I submissively beg D. Man. Ay! that if he can.
of you to walk out. Oct. You would not, sir, refuse to hear him? Oct. You are the father of my mistress, and
D. Man. Sir, I shall not refuse him any thing something, sir, too old to answer, as you ought, that I am sure will signify nothing.
this wrong; therefore, I'll look for reparation Oct. Were you one moment to reflect upon where I can with honour take it; and since you the pangs which separated lovers feel-were Na- have obliged me to leave your house, I'll watch ture dead in you, that thought might wake her. it carefully; I'll know who dares enter it. This,
D. Man. Sir, when I am asked to do a thing sir, be sure of; the man that offers at Rosara's I have not a mind to do, my nature sleeps like a love, shall have one virtue, courage, at least; I'll top.
be his proof of that, and ere he steps before me, ‘Oct. Then I must tell you, sir, this obstinacy force him to deserve her.
[Erit. Oct. obliges me, as a churchman, to put you in mind D. Man. Ah! poor fellow ! he's mad now, and of your duty, and to let you know, too, you ought does not know what he would be at.-But, howto pay more reverence to our order.
ever, 'twill be no harm to provide against him, D. Man. Sir, I am not afraid of the sin of Who waits there? marrying my daughter to the best advantage;
Enter a Servant.
upon any conscience, Run you for an alguazil, and bid your fellows arm I'll send for you.
themselves; I expect mischief at my door immeOct. Nay, then, 'tis time to claim a lover's diately: if Octavio offers any disturbance, knock right, and to tell you, sir, the man that dares to him down, and bring him before me. [Erit Ser. ask Rosara from me, is a villain.
Vil. Hist! don't I bear my mistress's voice? [Throws off his disguise. Ros. [Within.] Viletta ! Vil. So! here will be fine work! Aside. Vil. Here, here, madain-Bless me! what's 1). Man, Octavio! the devil !
this? Oct. You'll find me one, unless you do me (Viletta listens at the closet door, and speedy justice : since not the bonds of honour,
Rosara thrusts a billet to her through nature, nor submissive reason, can oblige you, I
the key-hole.] am reduced to take a surer, shorter way, and Ha! a billet to Octavio-a hem. force you to be just. I leave you, sir, to think
(Puts it into her bosom. on't.
(Walks about angrily. D. Man. How now, hussy? What are you D. Mun. Ah! here's a confessor! ah ! that fumbling about that door for? jade of mine !—and that other jade of my jade's ! Vil. Nothing, sir; I was only peeping to see if
--Here has been rare doings !-Well! it shan't my mistress had done prayers yet. hold long; madam shall be noosed to-morrow D. Man. Oh! she had as good let them alone; morning-lla! sir's in a great passion here, for she shall never come out till she has stomach