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ver known the true value of the sex. You posi- | brought me to treat her with the same indiffertively understand them the best of any man ence and civility as I now pay your ladyship. breathing; therefore, I think every one of com- Lady Bet. And, ten to one, just at that time mon prudence ought to resign to you.

she never thought you such tolerable company. Lord Fop. Then, positively, your lordship is Lord More. That I can't say, madam; for, at the most obliging person in the world; for I'm that time, she grew so affected, there was no sure your judgment can never like any woman judging of her thoughts at all. that is not the finest creature in the universe.

[ Mimicking her. [Bowing to Lady BET. Lady Bet. What, and so you

left the poor laLord More. Oh, your lordship does me too dy! Oh, you inconstant creature ! much honour! I have the worst judgment in the Lord More. No, madam, to have loved her on world; no man has been more deceived in it. had been inconstancy; for she was never two

Lord Fop. Then your lordship, I presume, has hours together the same woman. been apt to chuse in a mask, or by candle-light? (LADY BET. and Lord More. seem to talk.

Lord More. In a mask, indeed, my lord, and, Lord Fop. [Aside.] Ha, ha, ha! I see he has of all masks, the most dangerous.

a mind to abuse her; so I'll even give him an opLord Fop. Pray, what's that, my

lord?

portunity of doing his business with her at once Lord More. A bare face.

for ever

My lord, I perceive your lordship is Lord Fop. Your lordship will pardon me, if I going to be good company to the lady; and, for don't so readily comprehend how a woman's bare her sake, I don't think it good manners in me to face can hide her face.

Lord More. It often hides her beart, my lord; and therefore I think it sometimes a more dan

Enter Sir CHARLES. gerous mask than a piece of velvet : that's rather Sir Cha. My lord Foppington a mark, than a disguise, of an ill woman. But Lord Fop. Oh, Charles! I was just wanting the mischiefs skulking behind a beauteous form thee-Hark thee I have three thousand segive no warning; they are always sure, fatal, and crets for thee—I have made such discoveries! to innumerable.

tell thee all in one word, Morelove's as jealous of Lady Bet. Oh, barbarous aspersion! My lord me as the devil, he, he, he ! Foppington, have you nothing to say for the poor Sir Cha. Is it possible? Has she given him any women?

occasion ? Lord Fop. I must confess, madam, nothing of Lord Fop. Only rallied him to death upon my this nature ever happened in my course of account; she told me, within, just now, she'd use amours. I always judge the beauteous part of a him like a dog, and begged me to draw off for an woman to be the most agreeable part of her com- opportunity. position; and when once a lady does me the bo- Sir Cha. Oh, keep in, while the scent lies, and nour to toss that into my arms, I think myself she is your own, my lord. obliged, in good nature, not to quarrel about the Lord Fop. I can't tell that, Charles; but I am rest of her equipage.

sure she is fairly unharboured; and when once I Lady Bet. Why, ay, my lord, there's some throw off my inclinations, I usually follow them good humour in that, now.

till the game has enough on't: and, between thee Lord More. He's happy in a plain English sto- and I, she is pretty well blown, too; she can't mach, madam; I could recommend a dish that's stand long, I believe; for, curse catch me, if I perfectly to your lordship's goût, where beauty have not rid down half a thousand pounds after is the only sauce to it.

her already. Lady Bet. So

Sir Cha. What do you mean? Lord Fop. My lord, when my wine's right, I Lord Fop. I have lost five hundred to her at never care it should be zested.

piquet since dinner. Lord More. I know some ladies would thank Sir Cha. You are a fortunate man, faith! you you for that opinion.

are resolved not to be thrown out, I see. Lady Bet. My lord Morelove is really grown Lord Fop. Hang it, what should a man come such a churl to the women, I don't only think he out for, if he does not keep up to the sport? is not, but can't conceive how he ever could be, Sir Cha. Well pushed, my lord. in love.

Lord Fop. Tayo! have at herLord More. Upon my word, madam, I once Sir Cha, Dawn, down, my lord- -ah! 'ware thought I was.

(Smiling: haunches ! Lady Bet. Fie, fie ! how could you think so? Lord Fop. Ah, Charles! [Embracing him.] I fancy now you had only a mind" to domineer Prithee, let's observe a little: there's a foolish over some poor creature, and so you thought you cur, now I have run her to a stand, has a mind to were in love, ha, ha!

be at her by himself, and thou shalt see, she Lord More. The lady I loved, madam, grew won't sir out of her way for him. so unfortunate in her conduct, that, at last, she

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now.

Lord More. Ha, ha! your ladyship is very Sir Cha. Upon condition you'll speak no more grave of a sudden; you look as if your lover hail of her to me; my lord, do as you please. insolently recovered his common sense.

Lord More. Prithee, pardon I know Lady Bet. And your lordship is so very gay, not what to do. and unlike yourself, one would swear you were Sir Cha. Come along; I'll set you to work, I just come from the pleasure of making your mis- warrant you-Nay, vay, none of your parting tress afraid of you,

oglesWill you go? Lord More. No, faith, quite contrary; for, do Lord More. Yes--and I hope for everyou know, madam, I have just found out, that, [Exit Sir Cha. pulling away Lord MORE. upon your account, I have made myself one of Lord Fop. Ha, ha, ha! Did ever mortal monthe most ridiculous puppies upon the face of the ster set up for a lover with such unfortunate quaearth I have, upon my faith—nay, and so ex. litications? travagantly such, ha, ha, ha! that it is at last be- Ludy Bet. Indeed, my lord Morelove has somecome a jest even to myself; and I can't help thing strangely singular in his manner. laughing at it for the soul of me, ha, ha, ha! Lord Fop. I thought I should have burst to Lady Bet. I want to cure bim of that laugh, see the creature pretend to rally, and give him,

| Aside.] My lord, since you are so gene- self the airs of one of us-But, run me through, rous, I'll tell you another secret-Do you know, madam, your ladyship pushed like a fencing mastoo, that I still find, (spite of all your great wis- ter! that last thrust was a coup de grace, I bedom, and my contemptible qualities, as you are lieve: I'm afraid his honour will hardly meet pleased, now and then, to call them) do you know, your ladyship in haste again. I say, that I see, under all this, that you still love Lady Bet. Not unless his second, sir Charles, me with the same helpless passion and can your keeps him better in practice, perhapsWell, vast foresight imagine I won't use you accord- the humour of this creature has done me signal ingly for these extraordinary airs you are pleased service to-day. I must keep it up, for fear of a to give yourself?

second engagement.

[-iside. Lord More. Oh, by all means, madam ! 'tis fit Lord Fop. Never was poor wit so foiled at his you should; and I expect it, whenever it is in your own weapon, sure!, power--Confusion !

[Aside Lady Bet. Wit! had he ever any pretence to Lady Bet. My lord, you have talked to me it? this half hour, without confessing pain. (Pauses, Lord Fop. Ila, ha! he has not much in love, and affects to gape.] Only remember it. I think, though he wears the reputation of a very Lord More. Tell and tortures!

pretty young fellow among some sort of people'; Lady Bet. What did you say, my lord ? but strike me stupid if ever I could discover Lord More. Fire and furies!

common sense in all the progress of his amours : Ludy Bet. Ha, ha! he's disordered-Now I he expects a woman should like him for endeaam easy—My lord Foppington, have you a vouring to convince her, that she has not one mind to your revenge at piquet?

good quality belonging to the whole composition Lord Fop. I have always a mind to an oppor- of her soul and body. tunity of entertaining your ladyship, madam. Lady Bet. That, I suppose, is only in a mo

[Lady Ber. coquettes with Lonp For. dest hope, that she'll mend her faults, to quality Lord More. Oh, Charles ! the insolence of herself for his vast merit, ha, ha! woman might furnish out a thousand devils.

Lord Fop. Poor Morelove! I see she can't Sir Cha. And your temper is enough to furnish endure bim.

(Aside. ont a thousand such women. Come away; Ir Lady Bet. Or if one really had all those faults, have business for you upon the terrace.

lie does not consider, that sincerity in love is as Lord More. Let me but speak one word to much out of fashion as sweet snuit; nobody takes her.

Sir Cha. Not a syllable. The tongue's a wea- Lord Fop. Oh, no mortal, madam, unless it be pon you'll always have the worst at; for I see you here and there a squire, that's making his lawful have no guard, and she carries a devilish edge. court to the cberry-cheek charms of my lord bis

Lady Bet. My lord, don't let any thing I have | shop's great fat daughter in the country said frighten you away; for, if you have the least Lady Bet. O) what a surfeiting couple has he inclination to stay and rail, you know the old put together :conditions ; 'tis but your asking me pardon the [Throwing her hand carelessly upon his. next day, and you may give your passion any li- Lord Hop. Fond of me, by all that's tender! berty you think fit.

Poor fool! I'll give thee ease

e immediately. [Aside.) Lord More. Daggers and death!

But, madam, you were pleased just now to offer Sir Cha. Is the man distracted?

me my revenge at picquet. Now, here's noboLord More. Let me speak to her now, or I dy within, and I think we can't make use of a shall burst,

better opportunity,

it now.

Lady Bet. 0! no: not now, my lord ! lant and fashionable : constancy shall be the have a favour I would fain beg of you first. mark of age and ugliness, virtue a jest, we'll rally

Lord Fop. But time, madam, is very precious discretion out of doors, lav gravity at our feet, in this place, and I shall not easily forgive my- and only love, free love, disorder, liberty, and self if I don't take him by the forelock.

pleasure, be our standing principles. Lady Bet. But I have a great inind to have a Lord Fop. Madain, you transport me! fort little more sport with my lord Morelove first, and ever I was obliged to nature for any one tolerawould fain beg your assistance.

ble qualification, 'twas positively the talent of beLord Fop. O! with all my heart; and, upon ing exuberantly pleasant upon this subject-I second thoughts, I don't know but piquing a rival ain impatient-my fancy's upon the wing already in public may be as good sport as being well with -let's'flv to him. a mistress in private : for, after all, the pleasure Lady Bet. No, no; stay till I am just got of a fine woman is like that of her virtue, not 50 out; our going together won't be so proper. much in the thing, as the reputation of having it. Lord Fop. As your ladyship pleases, madam; [Aside.) Well, madam, but how can I serve you but, when this aifuir is over, you wou't forget in this affair?

that I have a certain revenge due. Lady Bet. Why, methought, as my lord Morc- Lady Bet. Ave, aye! after supper I am for love went out, he shewed a stern resentment in you-Nay, you shan't stir a step, my lord ! his look, that seemed to threaten me with rebel

(Seeing her to the door. lion, and downright defance. Now, I have a great Lord Fop. Only to tell you, you have fixed fancy that you and I should follow him to the me yours to the last existence of my soul's eterTerrace, and laugh at his resolution before he has nal entity. time to put it in practice.

Ludy Bet, 0, your servant.

[Erit. Lord Fop. And so punish his fault before he Lord Fop. Ha, ha! stark mad for me, by all commits it! ha, ha, ha!

that's handsome! Poor Morelove! That a felLady Bet. Nay, we won't give him time, if low, who has ever been abroad, should think å his courage should tail, to repent it.

woman of her spirit is to be taken by a regular Lord Fop. Ha, ha, ha! let me blood, if I don't siege, as the confederates do towns, when so long to be at it, ha, ha!

many of the French successes might have shewn Lady Bet. O ! 'twill be such diversion to see him, the surest way is to whisper the governor. him bite his lips, and broil within, only with see- How can a coxcomb give himself the fatigue of ing us ready to split our sides in laughing at no- bombarding a woman's understanding, when he thing! ha, ha!

may with so much ease make a friend of her Lord Fop. Ha, ha! I'sec the creature does constitution. I'll see if I can shew him a little really like me. (Aside.] And, then, madam, to French play with lady Betty-let me see-ave, hear him hum a broken piece of a tune, in affec- I'll make an end of it the old way, get her into tation of his not minding us—'twill be so foolish, piquet at her own lodgings--not inind one tittle when we know he loves us to death all the wbile, of my play-give her every game before she's balt ha, ha!

up, that she may judge of the strength of my inLady Bet. And if, at last, his sage mouth clination by my haste of losing up to her price ; should open in surly contradiction of our humour, then, of a sudden, with a familiar leer, cry,rać then will we, in pure opposition to his, imme piquet-sweep counters, cards, and money all updiately fall foul upon every thing that is not gal on the floor, and donc l'affaire est faite. [Erit.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.-The Castle Terrace. the worst of my symptoms--First, I own I like

his conversation—his person has neither fault, nor Enter Lady Birty, and Lady Easy.

beauty--well enough-I don't remember I ever

secretly wished myself married to him, or-that Lady Easy. My dear, you really talk to me I ever seriously resolved against it. as if I were your lover and not your friend: or Lady Easy. Well, so far you are tolerably else I am so dull, that by all you've said I can't safe: But come; as to his manner of addressing make the least guess at your real thoughts—Can you, what effect has that had ? you be serious for a moinent ?

Ludy Bet. I am not a little pleased to obLady Bet. Not easily; but I would do more serve few men follow a woman with the same to oblige you.

fatigue and spirit that he does me-Lady Easy. Then, pray, deal ingenuously, and pleased when he lets me use him ill; and if ever tell me, without reserve, are you sure you don't I have a favourable thought of him, 'tis when I love my lord Morelove?

see he can't bear that usage. Lady Bet. Then seriously-I think not-But Lady Easy. Have a care; that last is a danbecause I won't be positive, you shall judge by gerous syinptom-he pleases your pride, I find.

-am more

my dear?

Lady Bet. Oh! perfectly: in that, I own no Lady Easy. At your service, my dear-But, mortal ever can come up to him.

pray, what have you done with my lord More Lady Easy. But now, my dear! now comes

love? the main point-jealousy! Are you sure you Lady Bet. Aye, sir Charles; pray, how does have never been touched with it? Tell me that, your pupil do? Have you any hopes of him? Is with a safe conscience, and then I pronounce you he docible? clear,

Sir Chu. Well, madam, to confess your triLady Bet. Nay, then, I defy him; for, posi- umph over me, as well as him, I own my hopes tively, I was never jealous in my life,

of him are lost. I offered what I could to his Lady Easy. How, madam! you have never instruction, but he is incorrigibly yours, and unbeen stirred enough, to think a woman strangely done—and the news, I presume, does not disforward for being a little familiar in talk with please your ladyship. him? Or, are you sure his gallantry to another

Lady Bet. Fye, fye, sir Charles, you disparage never gave you the least disorder? Were

you

your friend; I am afraid you don't take pains with never, upon no accident, in an apprehension of him. losing him?

Sir Cha. Ha! I fancy, lady Betty, your goodLady Bet. Ha! Why, madam-Bless me! nature won't let you sleep a nights : don't you wh—wh—why sure you don't call this jealousy, love dearly to hurt people?

Lady Bet. 0! your servant: then, without a Lady Easy. Nay, nay, that is not the business jest, the man is so unfortunate in his want of - Have you ever felt any thing of this nature, patience, that, let me die, if I don't often pity madam?

him. Lady Bet. Lord! don't be so hasty, my Sir Cha. Ha! Strange goodness that I dear—any thing of this nature-O Lud! I swear were your lover for a month or two! I don't like it: dear creature, bring me off here; Lady Bet. What then ? for I am half frighted out of my wits !

Sir Cha. I would make that pretty heart's Lady Easy. Nay, if you can rally upon it, your blood of yours ache in a fortnight. wound is not over deep, I'm afraid.

Lady Bet. Huh! I should hate you; your asLady Bet. Well, that's comfortably said, how- surance would make your address intolerable.

Sir Cha. I believe it would, for I'd never adLady Easy. But come to the point-How far dress you at all. have you been jealous ?

Lady Betty. O! you clown Lady Bet. Why, O, bless me! He gave

[Hitting him with her fan. the music one night to my lady Languish here Sir Cha. Why, what to do? to feed a diseasupon the terrace: and (though she and I were ed pride, that's eternally breaking out in the afvery great friends) I remember I could not fectation of an ill-nature, that-in my conscience speak to her in a week for't-Oh!

I believe is but affectation. Lady Easy. Nay, now, you may laugh if you Lady Bet. You, or your friend, have no great can : for, take my word, the marks are upon you reason to complain of my fondness, I believe.But come, what else?

Ha, ha, ha! Lady Bet. O, nothing else, upon my word, my Sir Cha. [looking earnestly at her.] Thou indear!

solent creature ! How can you make a jest of a Lady Easy. Well, one word more, and then I man, whose whole life's but one continued torgive sentence : suppose you were heartily convin- ment, from your want of common gratitude? ced, that he actually followed another woman? Lady Bet. Torment! for my part I really beLady Bet. But, pray, my dear, what occa

lieve him as easy as you are. sion is there to suppose any such a thing at all? Sir Cha. Poor intolerable affectation! You know

Lady Easy. Guilty, upon my honour ! the contrary; you know hiin blindly yours; you

Lady Bet. Pshaw! I defy him to say, that know your power, and the whole pleasure of ever I owned any inclination for him.

your life's the poor and low abuse of it. Lady Easy. No, but you have given him terri- Lady Bet. Pray, how do I abuse it

-if I ble leave to guess it. Lady Bet. If ever you see us meet again,

Sir Cha. You drive him to extremes that make you'll have but little reason to think so, I can as- him mad, then punish him for acting against his sure you.

reason: you've almost turned his brain, his comLady Easy. That I shall see presently; for mon judgment fails him; he is now, at this very here comes Sir Charles, and I'm sure my lord moment, driven by his despair upon a project, in cannot be far off.

hopes to free him from your power, that I am

sensible, and so must every one be that has his Enter Sir CHARLES.

sense, of course must ruin him with you for ever. Sir Cha. Servant, lady Betty--my dear, I almost blush to think of it; yet your unreasonhow do you do?

able disdain has forced him to do it; and should

ever.

you !

have any power.

gant in him?

he now suspect I offered but a hint of it to you, vainly ruffled to a storm, which the least gentle and in contempt of his design, I know he'd call look from you can reconcile at will, and laugh my life to answer it: but I have no regard to into a calm again. men in madness; I rather choose, for once, to Lady Bet. Indeed, Sir Charles, I shan't give trust in your good-nature, in hopes the man, whom myself

that trouble, I believe. your unwary beauty had made miserable, your Sir Cha. So I told him, madam : are not all generosity would scorn to make ridiculous. your complaints, said I, already owing to her

Lady Bet. Sir Charles, you charge me very pride ? and can you suppose this public defiance home; I never lead it in my inclination to make of it (which you know you can't make good, any thing ridiculous that did not deserve it. too) won't incense her more against you ?- That's Pray, what is this business you think so extrava- what I'd have, said he, staring wildly; I care

not wbat becomes of me, so I but live to see her Sir Cha. Something so absurdly rash and bold, piqued at it. you'll hardly forgive even me that tell it you. Ludy Bet. Upon my word! I fancy my lord

Lady Bet. O fie! If it be a fault, sir Charles, will find himself mistaken—I shan't be piqued, I I shall consider it as his, not yours. Pray, what believe-I must first have a value for the thing is it?

I lose, before it piques me: piqued! ha, ha, ha! Lady Easy. I long to know, methinks.

[Disordered. Sir Cha. You may be sure he did not want my Sir Cha. Madam, you've said the very thing dissuasions from it.

I urged to him. I know her temper so well, Lady Bet. Let us hear it.

said I, that though she doated on you, if you Sir Cha. Why this man, whom I have known once stood out against her, she'd sooner burst, to love you with such excess of generous desire, than shew the least motion of uneasiness. whom I have heard, in his ecstatic praises of your Lady Bet. I can assure you, sir Charles, my beauty, talk, till, from the soft heat of his distil- lord won't find himself deceived in your opinion ling thoughts, the tears have fallen

-piqued ! Lady Bet. O! sir Charles- [Blushing.

Sir Cha. She has it.

[ Aside. Sir Cha. Nay, grudge not, since 'tis past, to Lady Easy. Alas, poor woman ! how little do hear what was (though you contemned it) once our passions make us! his merit: but now, I own, that merit ought to be Lady Bet. Not but I would advise him to forgotten.

have a little regard to my reputation in this Lady Bet. Pray, sir, be plain.

business; I would have him take heed of pubSir Cha. This man, I say, whose unhappy pas- licly affronting me. sion has so ill succeeded with you, at last has Sir Cha. Right, madam ; that's what I strictly forfeited all his hopes (into which, pardon me, I warned him of; for, among friends, whenever confess my friendship had lately flattered him) the world sees him follow another woman, the his hopes of even deserving now your lowest pitý malicious tea-tables will be very apt to be free or regard.

with your ladyship: Lady Bet. You amaze me! For I can't suppose Lady Bet. I'd have him consider that, mehis utmost malice dares assault my reputation, thinks. and what

Sir Cha. But, alas ! madam, 'tis not in his Sir Cha. No, but he maliciously presumes the power to think with reason; his mad resentment world will do it for him; and, indeed, he has ta- has destroyed even his principles of common ken no unlikely means to make them busy with honesty: he considers nothing but a senseless their tongues; for he is this moment upon the proud revenge, which, in his fit of lunacy, 'tis imopen terrace, in the highest public gallantry with possible that either threats or danger can dissuade my lady Graveairs. And to convince the world hin from. and me, he said, he was not the tame lover we Lady Bet. What! does he defy me, threaten fancied him, he'd venture to give her music me! then he shall see, that I have passions, too, to-night : nay, I heard him, before my face, and know, as well as be, to stir my heart against speak to one of the hautboys to engage the rest, any pride that dares insult me. and desired they would all take their directions pose I fear him? Fear the little malice of a only from my lady Graveairs.

slighted passion, that my own scorn has stung Lady Bet. My ladý Graveairs ! truly I think into a despised resentment! Fear him! 0! it my lord's very much in the right on't-for my provokes me to think he dare have such a

I don't see any thing in this thought ! that's so very ridiculous, nor indeed that ought to Lady Easy. Dear creature, don't disorder make me think either the better or the worse of yourself so. him for't.

Lady Bet. Let me but live to see him once Sir Cha. Pshaw! pshaw! madam, you and I more within my power, and I'll forgive the rest know 'tis not in his power to renounce you ; this of fortune. is but the poor disguise of a resenting passion, Lady Easy. Well, I am certainly very ill-natu

Does he supe

part, sir Cha

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