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Strict. By listening, I suppose, to the young gentleman's proposals ?

Jac. Which are very reasonable, in my opinion.

Strict. Oh, very modest ones truly; and a very modest gentleman he is that proposes them! A fool, to expect a lady of thirty thousand pounds fortune should, by the care and prudence of her guardian, be thrown away upon a young fellow not worth three hundred a year. He thinks being in love is an excuse for this; but I am not in love: what does he think will excuse me?

Mrs. S. Well; but, Mr. Strictland, I think the gentleman should be heard.

Strict. Well, well, seven o'clock's the time; and if the mau has had the good fortune, since I saw him last, to persuade somebody or other to give him a better estate, I give him my consent, not else. His servant waits below: you may tell him I shall be at home. [Exit. JACINTHA.] But where is your friend, your other half, all this while? I thought you could not have breathed a minute without your Clarinda.

Mrs. S. Why the truth is, I was going to see what makes her keep her chamber so long.

Strict. Lookye, Mrs. Strictland, you have been asking for money this morning. In plain terms, not one shilling shall pass through these fingers, till you have cleared my house of this Clarinda.

Mrs. S. How can her innocent gayety have offended you? she is a woman of honour, and has as many good qualities—

Strict. As women of honour generally have. I know it, and therefore am uneasy.

Mrs. S. But, Sir

Strict. But, Madam-Clarinda, nor e'er a rake of fashion in England, shall live in my family to debauch it.

Mrs. S. Sir, she treated me with so much civility in the country, that I thought I could not do less than invite her to spend as much time with me in town as her engagements would permit. I little imagined you could have been displeased at my having so agreeable a companion.

Strict. There was a time when I was company enough for leisure hours.

Mrs. S. There was a time when every word of mine was sure of meeting with a smile; but those happy days, I know not why, have long been over.

Strict. I cannot bear a rival even of your own sex. I hate the very name of female friends. No two of you can ever be an hour by yourselves, but one or both are the worse of it.

Mrs. S. Dear Mr. Strictland

Strict. This I know, and will not suffer. Mrs. S. It grieves me, Sir, to see you so much in earnest: but, to convince you how willing I am to make you easy in every thing, it shall be my request to her to remove immediately.

Strict. Do it-harkye-your request?-Why yours?-'tis mine-my command-tell her so. I will be master of my own family, and I care

not who knows it.

Mrs. S. You fright me, Sir.-But it shall be [Exit, in tears. as you please. Strict. Ha! have I gone too far? I am not master of myself. Mrs. Strictland!

Re-enter MRS. STRICTLAND.

I have said, that I suspect your innocence; but by crushing this growing friendship all at I may prevent a train of mischief which you do not foresee. I was perhaps too harsh, therefore do it in your own way; but let me see the house fairly rid of her. [Exit.

once,

Mrs. S. His earnestness in this affair amazes me; I am sorry I made this visit to Clarinda; and yet I'll answer for her honour. What can I say to her? Necessity must plead in my excuse for at all events Mr. Strictland must be obeyed. [Exit.

SCENE III.-ST. JAMES's Park.

Enter BELLAMY and FRANKLY. Bel. Is love the secret Ranger is not fit to hear? In my mind, he would prove the more able counsellor. And is all the gay indifference of my friend at last reduced to love?

Frank. Even so.-Never was prude more resolute in chastity and ill nature, than I was fixed in indifference: but love has raised me from that inactive state above the being of a

man.

Bel. Faith, Charles, I begin to think it has; but pray bring this rupture into order a little, and tell me regularly, how, where, and when.

Frank. If I was not more unreasonably in love, those horrid questions would stop my mouth at once; but as I am armed against reason-I answer-at Bath, on Tuesday, she danced and caught me.

Bel. Danced! and was that all? But who is she? what is her name? her fortune? where does she live?

Frank. Hold! hold! not so many hard questions; have a little mercy. I know but little of her, that's certain; but all I do know you shall have. That evening was the first of her appearing at Bath; the moment I saw her, I resolved to ask the favour of her hand; but the easy freedom with which she gave it, and her unaffected good humour during the whole night, gained such a power over my heart, as none of her sex could ever boast before. I waited on her home, and the next morning, when I went to pay the usual compliments, the bird was flown; she was set out for London two hours before, and in a chariot and six, you rogue.

Bel. But was it her own, Charles?

Frank. That I don't know; but it looks better than being dragged to town in the stage. That day and the next I spent in inquiries. I waited on the ladies who came with her; they knew nothing of her. So, without learning either her name or fortune, I e'en called for my boots, and rode post after her.

Bel. And how do you find yourself after your journey?

Frank. Why, as yet, I own I am but upon a cold scent: but a woman of her sprightliness and gentility cannot but frequent all public places; and when once she is found, the pleasure of the chase will over-pay the pains of rousing her. Oh, Bellamy! there was something peculiarly charming in her, that seemed to claim my further acquaintance; and if in the other more familiar parts of life she shines with that superior lustre, and at last I win her to my arms, how shall I bless my resolution in pursuing her!

Bel. But if at last she should prove unworthy

Frank. I would endeavour to forget her.
Bel. Promise me that, Charles, [Takes his

Understand me right. I do not mean, by what hand.] and I allow-But we are interrupted.

Enter JACK MEGGOT.

J. Meg. Whom have we here? My old friend, Frankly! thou art grown a mere antique since I saw thee. How hast thou done these five hundred years?

Frank. Even as you see me; well, and at your service ever.

J. Meg. Ha! who's that?

[Apart to FRANKLY. Frank. A friend of mine. [Apart.] Mr. Bellamy, this is Jack Meggot, Sir, as honest a

fellow as any in life.

no engagement, for you two positively shall
dine with me: I have the finest macaroni in
life. Oblige me so far.
Bel. Sir, your servant; what say you,
Frankly?

J. Meg. Pho! pox! Charles, you shall go. My aunts think you begin to neglect them; and old maids, you know, are the most jealous creatures in life.

Frank. Ranger swears they can't be maids, they are so good-natured. Well, I agree, on condition I may eat what I please, and go

J. Meg. Pho! pr'ythee! pox! Charles-away just when I will. Don't be silly.-Sir, I am your humble: any one who is a friend of my Frankly's, I am proud of embracing.

Bel. Sir, I shall endeavour to deserve your civility.

J. Meg. Oh, Sir!-Well, Charles; what, dumb?-Come, come, you may talk, though you have nothing to say, as I do. Let us hear; where have you been?

Frank. Why, for this last week, Jack, 1 have been at Bath.

J. Meg. Bath! the most ridiculous place in life! amongst tradesmen's wives who hate their husbands, and people of quality that had rather go to the devil than stay at homepeople of no taste, no goût; and for divertimenti, if it were not for the puppet-show, la vertû would be dead amongst you. But the news, Charles; the ladies I fear your time hung heavy on your hands, by the small stay

you made there.

Frank. Faith, and so it did, Jack; the ladies are grown such idiots in love. The cards have so debauched their five senses, that love, almighty love himself, is utterly neglected.

J. Meg. It is the strangest thing in life, but it is just so with us abroad. Faith, Charles, to tell you a secret which I don't care if all the world knows, I am almost surfeited with the service of the ladies; the modest ones, I mean. The vast variety of duties they expect, as dressing up to the fashion, losing fashionably, keeping fashionable hours, drinking fashionable liquors, and fifty other such irregular niceties, so ruin a man's pocket and constitution, that, 'fore gad, he must have the estate of a duke, and the strength of a gondolier, who would list himself into their service.

Frank. A free confession truly, Jack, for one of your coat.

Bel. The ladies are obliged to you.

Enter BUCKLE, with a letter to BELLAMY.

J. Meg. Oh lard, Charles! I have had the greatest misfortune in life since I saw you; poor Otho, that I brought from Rome with me, is dead.

Frank. Well, well, get you another, and all will be well again.

J. Meg. No; the rogue broke me so much china, and gnawed my Spanish-leather shoes so filthily, that when he was dead, I began not to endure him.

Bel. Exactly at seven! Run back and assure him I will not fail. [Exit BUCKLE.] Dead! pray who was the gentleman ?

J. Meg. This gentleman was my monkey, Sir; an odd sort of a fellow, that used to divert me, and pleased every one so at Rome, that he always made one in our conversations. But, Mr. Bellamy, I saw a servant; I have|

J. Meg. Ay, ay, you shall do just what you will. But how shall we do? my post-chaise wont carry us all.

Frank. My chariot is here, and I will conduct Mr. Bellamy.

Bel. Mr. Meggot, I beg pardon, I can't possibly dine out of town; I have an engagement early in the evening.

J. Meg. Out of town! No, my dear, I live just by. I see one of the dilettanti I'would not miss speaking to for the universe. And [Exit. so I expect you at three.

Frank. Ha, ha, ha! and so you thought you had at least fifty miles to go post for a spoon

ful of macaroni?

Bel. A special acquaintance I have made to-day!

Frank. For all this, Bellamy, he has a heart worthy your friendship. He spends his estate freely; and you cannot oblige him more than by showing him how he can be of service to You

Bel. Now you say something. It is the heart, Frankly, I value in a man.

Frank. Right-and there is a heart even in a woman's breast that is worth the purchase, or my judgment has deceived me. Dear Bellamy, I know your concern for me; see her first, and then blame me if you can.

Bel. So far from blaming you, Charles, that if my endeavours can be serviceable, I will

beat the bushes with you.

Frank. That I am afraid will not do; for you know less of her than I: but if, in your walks, you meet a finer woman than ordinary, let her not escape till I have seen her. Wheresoever she is, she cannot long lie hid. [Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I-St. James' Park.
Enter CLARINDA, JACINTHA, and MRS.
STRICTLAND.

Jac. Ay, ay, we both stand condemned out of our own mouths.

Cla. Why, I cannot but own I never had thought of any man that troubled me but him. Mrs. S. Then I dare swear, by this time, you heartily repent your leaving Bath so soon.

Cla. Indeed, you are mistaken. I have not had one scruple since.

Jac. Why, what one inducement can he have ever to think of you again?

Cla. Oh, the greatest of all inducements, curiosity: let me assure you a woman's surest hold over a man is to keep him in uncertainty. As soon as ever you put him out of doubt, you put him out of your power: but, when once a woman has awaked his curiosity, she may lead him a dance of many a troublesome mile, without the least fear of losing him at last. Jac. Now do I heartily wish he may have

spirit enough to follow, and use you as you serves.-Good Heaven! If I had such a husdeserve. Such a spirit, with but a little know-bandledge of our sex, might put that heart of yours into a strange flutter.

Cla. I care not how soon. I long to meet with such a fellow. Our modern beaus are such joint-babies in love, they have no feeling; they are entirely insensible either of pain or pleasure but from their own dear persons; and according as we flatter or affront their beauty, they admire or forsake ours: they are not worthy even of our displeasure: and, in short, abusing them is but so much ill nature merely thrown away. But the man of sense, who values himself upon his high abilities, or the man of wit, who thinks a woman beneath his conversation-to see such the subjects of our power, the slaves of our frowns and smiles, is glorious indeed!

Mrs. S. No man of sense, or wit either, if he be truly so, ever did or ever can think a woman of merit beneath his wisdom to converse with.

Jac. Nor will such a woman value herself upon making such a lover uneasy.

Cla. Amazing! Why, every woman can give ease. You cannot be in earnest.

Mrs. S. You would be just as unhappy as I

am!

Cla. But come now, confess-do not you long to be a widow?

Mrs. S. Would I were any thing but what I am!

Cla. Then go the nearest way about it. I'd break that stout heart of his in less than a fortnight. I'd make him know

Mrs. S. Pray, be silent. You know my resolution.

Cla. I know you have no resolution. Mrs. S. You are a mad creature, but I forgive you.

Cla. It is all meant kindly, I assure you. But since you wont be persuaded to your good, I will think of making you easy in your subI dare say I mission, as soon as ever I can. may have the same lodging 1 had last year: 1 can know immediately.-I see my chair: and [Exit. so, ladies both, adieu. Jac. Come, Mrs. Strictland, we shall but just have time to get home before Mr. Bellamy returns.

Mrs. S. Let us return then to our common Mrs. S. I can assure you she is, and has put prison. You must forgive my ill nature, Jain practice the doctrine she has been teach-cintha, if I almost wish Mr. Strictland may ing. refuse to join your hand where your heart is given.

Cla. Impossible! Who ever heard the name of love mentioned without an idea of torment? But pray let us hear.

Jac. Nay, there is nothing to hear, that I

know of.

Cla. So I suspected indeed. The novel is not likely to be long, when the lady is so well repared for the denouement.

Jac. The novel, as you call it, is not so short as you may imagine. I and my spark have been long acquainted: as he was continually with my father, I soon perceived he loved me; and the manner of his expressing that love was what pleased and won me most.

Cla. Well, and how was it? the old bait, flattery; dear flattery, I warrant ye.

Jac. No, indeed; I had not the pleasure of hearing my person, wit, and beauty, painted out with forced praises; but I had a more sensible delight, in perceiving the drift of his whole behaviour was to make every hour of my time pass away agreeably.

Clu. The rustic! what, did he never say a handsome thing of your person?

Mrs. S. He did, it seems, what pleased her better; he flattered her good sense, as much as a less cunning lover would have done her beauty.

ed.

Cla. On my conscience, you are well match

Jac. So well, that if my guardian denies me happiness (and this evening he is to pass his final sentence,) nothing is left but to break my prison, and fly into my lover's arms for safety.

Cla. Hey-day! o'my conscience, thou art a brave girl. Thou art the very first prude that ever had honesty enough to avow her passion

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Jac. Lord, Madam, what do you mean? Mrs. S. Self-interest only, child. Methinks your company in the country would soften all my sorrows, and I could bear them patiently. Re-enter CLARINDA.

Cla. Dear Mrs. Strictland.-I am so confused, and so out of breath

Mrs. S. Why, what's the matter? Jac. I protest, you fright me. Cla. Oh! I have no time to recover myself, I am so frightened and so pleased. In short then, the dear man is here.

Mrs. S. Here-Lord-Where? Cla. I met him this instant; I saw him at a distance, turned short, and ran hither directly. Let us go home.-1 tell you he follows me.

Mrs. S. Why, had you not better stay, and let him speak to you.

Cla. Ay!-But then-he wont know where I live, without my telling him. Mrs. S. Come then. Ha, ha, ha! Juc. Ay, poor Clarinda !-Allons donc.

Enter FRANKLY.

[Exeunt.

Frank. Sure that must be she! her shape and easy air cannot be so exactly copied by another. Now, you young rogue, Cupid, guide me directly to her, as you would the surest [Exit. arrow in your quiver.

SCENE II-A Street before STRICTLAND'S door.

Enter CLARINDA, JACINTHA, and MRS.
STRICTLAND.

Cla. Lord!Dear Jacintha-for Heaven's sake make haste: he'll overtake us before we get in.

Jac. Overtake us! why, he is not in sight. Cla. Is he not? Ha! Sure I have not dropped my fan.-I would not have him lose sight of me neither.

Mrs. S. Here he isCla. In-In-In, then.

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Jac. [Laughing.] What, without your fan? Cla. Pshaw! I have lost nothing.-In, in, I'll follow

you.

[Exeunt into the house, CLARINDA last.
Enter FRANKLY.

Frank. It is impossible I should be deceived. My eyes, and the quick pulses at the heart, assure me it is she. Ha! 'tis she, by Heaven! and the door left open too.-A fair invitation, by all the rules of love.

You see, Sir, I am called away: but I hope Cla. Very well, I come. [Exit LUCETTA.] assurance, that the business which brings me you will excuse it, when I leave you with an to town will keep me here some time.

Frank. How generous it is in you thus to ease the heart that knew not how to ask for

such a favour-I fear to offend—But this house
I suppose
is yours?
Cla. You will hear of me, if not find me,

here. [Exit.

SCENE III.-An Apartment in STRICTLAND'S
House.

Enter CLARINDA, FRANKLY following her. Frank. I hope, Madam, you will excuse the boldness of this intrusion, since it is owing to your own behaviour that I am forced to it.

Cla. To my behaviour, Sir?

Frank. You cannot but remember me at Bath, Madam, where I so lately had the favour of your hand

Cla. I do remember, Sir; but I little expected any wrong interpretation of my behaviour from one who had so much the appearance of a gentleman.

Frank. What I saw of your behaviour was so just it would admit of no misrepresentation. I only feared, whatever reason you had to conceal your name from me at Bath, you might have the same to do it now; and though my happiness was rather chose to venture thus abruptly after so nearly concerned, I you, than be impertinently inquisitive.

Cla. Sir, there seems to be so much civility in your rudeness, that I can easily forgive it; though I don't see how your happiness is at all concerned.

Frank. No, Madam! I believe you are the only lady who could, with the qualifications you are mistress of, be insensible of the power they give you over the happiness of our sex.

Cla. How vain should we women be, if you gentlemen were but wise! If you did not all of you say the same things to every woman, we should certainly be foolish enough to believe some of you were in earnest.

Frank. Could you have the least sense of what I feel whilst I am speaking, you would know me to be in earnest, and what I say to be the dictates of a heart that admires you; may I not say that

Cla. Sir, this is carrying the

Frank. When I danced with you at Bath, I was charmed with your whole behaviour, and felt the same tender admiration but my hope of seeing you afterwards kept in my passion till a more proper time should offer. You cannot therefore blame me now, if, after having lost you once, I do not suffer an inexcusable modesty to prevent my making use of this second opportunity.

Cla. This behaviour, Sir, is so different from the gayety of your conversation then, that I am at a loss how to answer you.

Frank. There is nothing, Madam, which could take off from the gayety with which your presence inspires every heart, but the fear of losing you. How can I be otherwise than as I am, when I know not, but you may leave London as abruptly as you did Bath.

Enter LUCETTA.

Frank. I then take my leave.
Cla. I'm undone !-He has me!

Enter MRS. STRICTLAND.

[Exit.

Mrs. S. Well; how do you find yourself? Cla. I do find-that if he goes on as he has begun, I shall certainly have him without giving him the least uneasiness.

Mrs. S. A very terrible prospect, indeed!

Cla. But I must tease him a little-Where is Jacintha? how will she laugh at me, if I become a pupil of hers and learn to give ease! No; positively I shall never do it.

Mrs. S. Poor Jacintha has met with what I

feared from Mr. Strictland's temper, an utter denial. I know not why, but he really grows more and more ill-natured.

fairs were in his power a little, that I might
Cla. Well; now do 1 heartily wish my af-
difficulties; and yet, I don't know—it is as
have a few difficulties to surmount: I love
well as it is.

Mrs. S. Ha, ha, ha! Come, the tea waits.
[Exeunt.

me.

Enter STRICTLAND.

Strict. These doings in my house distract who he was-why, he came to Clarinda. I I met a fine gentleman; when I inquired met a footman too, and he came to Clarinda. wife had the character of a virtuous womanI shall not be easy till she is decamped. My and they have not been long acquainted: but then they were by themselves at Bath-That hurts that hurts-they must be watched, they must; I know them, I know all their wiles, and the best of them are but hypocrites-Ha!

Suppose I bribe the maid she is of their Re-enter LUCETTA, who passes over the Stage. council, the manager of their secrets: it shall be so; money will do it, and I shall know all that passes. Lucetta!

Luc. Sir.

Strict. Lucetta!

me now, I'm undone.
Luc. Sir.-If he should suspect, and search

able. [Aside.]-Lucetta, you are a good girl,
Strict. She is a sly girl, and may be service-
[Aside.
and have an honest face. I like it. It looks
as if it carried no deceit in it-Yet, if she
should be false, she can do me most harm.

[Aside.

Luc. Pray, Sir, speak out. highest imprudence to trust her. Strict. No; she is a woman, and it is the Luc. I am not able to understand you. [Aside. Strict. I am glad of it. I would not have you understand me.

Luc. Then what did you call me for?-If he should be in love with my face, it would be rare sport. Strict. Tester, ay, Tester is the proper [Aside. him.

Luc. Madam, the tea is ready, and my mis- person. [Aside.] Lucetta, tell Tester I want tress waits for you.

Luc. Yes, Sir.-Mighty odd, this! It gives me time, however, to send Buckle with this letter to his master. [Aside; exit. Strict. Could I but be once well satisfied that my wife had really finished me,

believe

her head, she is upon the rack till she executes it. 'Fore gad, Mr. Bellamy, this must be a girl of fire."

Enter FRANKLY.

Frank. Buxom and lively as the bounding

I should be as quiet as if I were sure to the contrary: but whilst I am in doubt, I am mis-doe-Fair as painting can express, or youtherable. ful poets fancy when they love. Tol de rol lol! [Singing & dancing. Bel. Who is this you talk thus rapturously

Enter TESTER.

of

Tes. Does your honour please to want me? Strict. Ay, Tester-I need not fear. The honesty of his service, and the goodness his look, make me secure. I will trust him. [Aside.]-Tester, I think I have been a tolerable good master to you.

Tes. Yes, Sir-very tolerable.

Strict. I like his simplicity well. It promises honesty. [Aside.] I have a secret, Tester, to impart to you; a thing of the greatest importance. Look upon me, and don't stand picking your fingers.

Tes. Yes, Sir.-No, Sir.

Strict. But will not his simplicity expose him the more to Lucetta's cunning? Yes, yes; she will worm the secret out of him. I had better trust her with it at once.-So-I will. [Aside.] Tester, go send Lucetta hither. Tes. Yes, Sir-Here she is.

Re-enter LUCETTA.

Lucetta, my master wants you.
Strict. Get you down, Tester.
Tes. Yes, Sir.

[Exit. Luc. If you want me, Sir, I beg you would make haste, for I have a thousand things to do.

Strict. Well, well; what I have to say will not take up much time, could I but persuade

you to be honest.

Luc. Why, Sir, I hope you don't suspect my honesty?

Strict. Well, well; I believe you honest. [Shuts the door. Luc. What can be at the bottom of all this? [4side. Strict. So; we cannot be too private. Come hither, hussy; nearer yet.

Luc. Lord, Sir! you are not going to be rude. I vow I will call out.

Strict. Hold your tongue-Does the baggage laugh at me? She does; she mocks me, and will reveal it to my wife; and her insolence upon it will be more insupportable to me than cuckoldom itself. [Aside.] I have not leisure now, Lucetta-Some other time-Hush! Did not the bell ring? Yes, yes; my wife wants you. Go, go, go to her. [Pushes her out.] There is no hell on earth like being a slave to suspicion. [Exit.

SCENE IV.-The Piazza, Covent Garden.

Enter BELLAMY and JACK MEGGOT. Bel. Nay, nay; I would not put your family into any confusion.

J. Meg. None in life, my dear, I assure you. I will go and order every thing this instant for her reception.

Bel. You are too obliging, Sir; but you need not be in this hurry, for I am in no certainty when I shall trouble you; I only know that my Jacintha has taken such a resolution.

J. Meg. Therefore we should be prepared; for, when once a lady has such a resolution in

of?

Frank. Who should it be, but I shall know her name to-morrow. [Sings and dances. J. Meg. What is the matter, ho! Is the man mad?"

Frank. Even so, gentlemen; as mad as love and joy can make me.

Bel. But inform me whence this joy proceeds.

Frank. Joy! joy! my lads! she's found! my Perdita! my charmer!

J. Meg. 'Egad! her charms have bewitched the man, I think.-But who is she?

Bel. Come, come, tell us who is this wonder!

Frank. But will yon say nothing?
Bel. Nothing, as I live.

Frank. Nor you?

J. Meg. I'll be as silent as the graveFrank. With a tombstone upon it, to tell every one whose dust it carries.

J. Meg. I'll be as secret as a debauched prude

Frank. Whose sanctity every one suspects. Jack, Jack, 'tis not in thy nature; keeping a secret is worse to thee than keeping thy accounts. But to leave fooling, listen to me both, that I may whisper it into your ears, I cannot tell who she is, faith.-Tol de rol that echo may not catch the sinking sound.

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Bel. So I did suppose. J. Meg. Poor Charles! for Heaven's sake, Mr. Bellamy, persuade him to go to his chamber, whilst I prepare every thing for you at home. Adieu. Aside to BELLAMY.] B'ye, Charles. Ha, ha, ha!

[Exit.

Frank. Oh, love! thou art a gift worthy of a god indeed! Dear Bellamy, nothing now could add to my pleasure, but to see my friend as deep in love as I am.

Bel. I show my heart is capable of love by the friendship it bears to you.

Frank. The light of friendship looks but dim before the brighter flame of love; love is the spring of cheerfulness and joy. Why how dull and phlegmatic do you show to me now; whilst I am all life; light as feathered Mercury. -You, dull and cold as earth and water; 1, light, and warm as air and fire.-These are the only elements in love's world! Why, Bellamy, for shame! get thee a mistress, and be sociable.

Bel. Frankly, I am now going to

Frank. Why that face now? Your humble servant, Sir. My flood of joy shall not be stopped by your melancholy fits, I assure yon.

[Going.

Bel. Stay, Frankly, I beg you stay. What would you say now if I were really in love? Frank. Why faith, thou hast such romantie

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