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they laugh at? For, you know, laughing Lady F. [Reads] And when at night his without à jest, is as impertinent, he! as, as —

labour's done, Cyn. As dancing without a fiddle.

Then too, like heaven's charioteer, the sun Lord F. Just, 'ifaith-that was at my ton- Ay, charioteer does better.

[Reads.

Into the dairy he descends, Cyn. But that cannot be properly said of And there his whipping and his driving ends; them; for, I think, they are all in good na- There he's secure from danger of a bilk, fure with the world, and only laugh at one His fare is paid him, and he sels in milk. another; and, you must allow, they have all for Susan, you know, is Thetis, and sojests in their person's, though they have none Brisk. Incomparable well and proper, 'egad; in their conversation.

but I have one exception to make-Don't you Lord F. True, as I'm a person of bonour: think bilk (I know it's good rhyme); but don't for heavens sake, let us sacrifice 'em to mirth you think bilk and fare too like a hackney

coachman?

Lady F. I swear and vow I'm afraid so; Re-enler Timothy, and whispers Sır Paul and yet our Jehu was a hackney-coachman PLIANT.

when my lord took him. Sir P. 'Gadso-Wife, wife; my lady Pliant, Brisk. Was he? I'm answered, if Jehu I have a word

was a hackney-coachman-You may put that Lady P. I'm busy, sir Paul, I wonder at into the marginal notes though, to prevent your impertinence.

criticism: only mark it with a small asterism, Care.'Sir Paul, hearkye, I'm reasoning the and say, Jehu was formerly a hackney coachman. matter, you know.–Madam, if your ladyship Lady F. I will. You'd oblige me extremely pleases, we'll discourse of this in the next room. to write notes to the whole poem.

[E.rit, with Lady Pliant. Brisk. With all my heart and soul; and Sir P. O ho, I wish you good success; 1 proud of the vast honour, let me perish. wish you good success: -Boy, tell my lady, Lord F. le, he, he! My dear, have you when she has done, I would speak with her done? Won't you join with us? we were below.

[Exeunt. laughing at my lady Whifler, and Mr. Sneer.

Lady F. Ay, my dear, were you? (), filthy Enter LADY FRoth and BRISK.

Mr. Sneer! he's a nauseous ligure, a most Lady F. Then you think that episode be- Tulsamic fop, pho! He spent two days to{ween Susan the dairy-maid, and our coach-gether in going about Coventgarden to suit the man, is not amiss? you know, I may suppose lining of his coach with his complexion. the dairy in town, as well as in the country. Lord F. O, silly! yet bis aunt is as fond

Brisk. Incomparable, let me perish. But of him, as if she had brought the ape into then, being an heroic poem, had not you bet- the world herself. ter call him a charioteer? Charioteer sounds Brish. Who, my lady Toothless? (, she's great; besides, your ladyship's coachman ha- a mortifying spectacle ; she's always chewing ving a red face, and you comparing him to the cud, like an old ewe. the sun-and, you know, the sun is called Cyn. Fie, Mr. Brisk; 'tis eringoes for her beaven's charioteer.

cough. Lady F. Oh, infinitely better; I'm extremely Lady F. Then she's always ready to laugh beholding to you for the bint. Stay, we'll when Sneer offers to speak and sits in exread over those half a score lines again. (Pulls pectation of his no jest, with her mouth open. out a Paper] Let me see here, you know Brisk. Like an oyster at low ebb, 'egad. what goes before—the comparison, you know. Ha, ha, ha!

[Reads. Lady F. Then that t'other great strapping For as the sun shines eo'ry day, lady; I can't bit of her name; the old fat fool So of our coachman I may say- that paints so exorbitantly. Brisk. I'm afraid that simile won't do in Brisk. I know whom you mean: but deuce wet weather, because you say the sun shines take me, I can't hit of her name neither.

Paints, d'ye say? why she lays it on with a Lady K. No, for the sun it won't; but it trowel; then she bas a great beard that bristwill do for the coachman; for, you know, les through it, and makes her look as if she there's most occasion for a coach in wet were plastered with lime and bair, let me weather.

perish. Brisk. Right, right, that saves all.

Lady F. O, you made a song upon her, Lady F. Then, I don't say the sun shines Mr. Brisk. all the day; but, iha: be peeps now and then: Brisk. He! 'egad, so I did. My Lord can yet he does shine all the day too, you know, sing it. 'Tis not a song, neither: it's a sort though we don't see him.

of an epigram, or rather an epigrammatic Brisk. Right; but the vulgar will never sonnet: I don't know what to call it, but it's comprehend that.

satire. Sing it, my lord. Lady F. Well, you shall hear - Let me see.

[Reads. For as the sun shines ev'ry day,

Ancient Phillis bas young graces, So of our coachman I may say, 'Tis a strange thing, but a true one; He shows his drunken fiery face,

Shall I tell

you

how? Just as the sun does, more or less. She herself makes her own faces, Brisk. That's ght; all's well, all's well- And each morning wears a new one; more or less.

Where's the wonder now?

every day.

SONG.--LORD FROTH.

my lord won't.

Brisk. Short, but there's salt in it; my way Cyn. Well, if the devil should assist lier, of writing, 'egad.

and your plot miscarry:

Mel. Ay, what am I to trust to then? Enter THOMAS.

Cyn. Why, if you give me very clear deLady F. How now?

monstration that is was the devil, I'll allow Tho. Your ladyship's chair is come. for irresistible odds. Here's my mother-in-law, Lady F. Is nurse and the child in it? and your friend Careless: I would not have Tho. Yes, madam. [Exit. 'cm see us together yet.

[Exeunt. Lady F O the dear creature! let's go see it. Lord F I swear, my dear, you'll spoil that

Enter CARELESS and LADY PLIANT. child with sending it to and again so often; Lady P. I swear, Mr. Careless, you are this is the seventh time the chair has gone very alluring, and say so many fine things, for her to-day.

and nothing is so moving to me as a fine Lady F. O law, I swear it's but the sixth, thing. Well

, I must do you this justice, and and I han't seen her these two hours, The declare in the face of the world, 'never any poor dear creature! I swear, my lord, you body gained so far upon me as yourself; don't love poor little Sapho. Come, my dear witń blushes I must own it, you have shaCynthia; Mr. Brisk, we'll go see Sapho, though ken, as I may say, the very foundation of my

bonour. Well, sure if I escape your imporCyn. I'll wait upon your ladyship. tunities, I shall value myself as long as I

Brisk. Pray, niadam, how old is lady Sapho? live, I swear. le Lord F. Three quarters ; but I swear she Care. And despise me.

[Sighing has a world of wit, and can sing a lune al- Lady P. The last of any man in ibe world, ready. My lord, won't you go? won't you? by my purity; now you make me swear. 0 whai, not to see Saph? Pray, my lord, come gratitude, forbid that I should ever be wanting see little Saph. I knew you could not stay, in a respectful acknowledgment of an entire

[Exeunt. resignation of all my best wishes, for the

person and parts of so accomplished a perACT IV.

son, whose merit challenges much more I'm Scene 1.- The same.

sure than my illiterate praises can description.

Care. Ab, heavens, madam, you ruin me Enter MELLEFONT and CYNTHIA. with kindness! Your charming, tongue pursues Cyn. I heard him loud as I came by the the victory of your eyes, while at your feet closet-door, and my lady with him: but she your poor adorer dies. [In a whining Tone. seemed to moderate his passion.

Lady P. Ah! rery fine. Mel. Ay, as gentle breezes moderate a fire; Care. Ah, why are you so fair, so behut I shall counterwork ber spells.

witching fair? ( let me grow to the ground Cyn. It's impossible; she'll cast beyond you here, and feast upon that hand! o let me still. I'll lay my life it will never be a match. press it to my heart, my trembling heart! the Mel. What?

nimble movement shall instruct your pulse, Cyn. Between you and me.

and teach it to aların desire. [Still whining) Mel. Why so? I don't know why we I'm almost at the end of my cant, if she does should not steal out of the house this moment, not yield quickly.

[Aside. and marry one another without consideration Lady P." () that's so passionate and fine, I or the fear of repentance. Hang fortune, por- cannot hear it. I am not safe if I stay,, and tion, settlements, and jointures.

must leave you. Cyn. Ay, ay, wbat have we to do with Care. And must you leave me? Rather let them? You know we marry for love. me languish out a wretched life, and breathe

Mel. Love, love, downright, very villanous my soul beneath your feet. I must say the love.

same thing over again, and can't help it. Cyn. Here then, I give you my promise,

(Aside. in spite of duty, any temptation of wealth, Lady P. I swear, I'm ready to languish too. your' inconstancy, or my own inclination to O my honour! whither is it going? protest change

you have given me the palpitation of the beart. Mel. To run most wilfully and unreasona- Care. Can you be so cruel? bly away with me this moment, and be married. Lady P. O rise; I beseech you; say, no

Cyn. Hold-never to marry any body else. more till you rise. Why did you kneel so Mel. That's but a kind of negative consent. long? I swear I was so transported, I did Why, you won't balk the frolic?

not see it. Well, to show you how far you Cyn. if you had not been so assured of have gained upon me, I assure you, issir your own conduct, I would not. But 'tis but Paul should die, of all mankind there's none reasonable that, since I consent to like a man I'd sooner make my second choice. without the vile consideration of money, he Care. O heaven! I can't outlive this night should give me a very cvident demonstration without your favour. I feel my spirits faink; of his wit: therefore let me see you under- a general dampness overspreads my face, a mine my lady Touchwood, as you boasted, cold deadly dew already vents through all my and force her to give her consent, and then-pores, and will 10-morrow wash me for ever Mel. I'll do't.

from your sight, and drown me in my tomb. Cyn. And I'll do't.

Lady P. 0, you have conquer'd; sweet, Mel

. This very next en suing bour of eigh tmelling, moving sir, you have conquered. What o'clock is the last minute of her reign, unles sheart of marble can refrain to weep, and the devil assist her in propria persona. yield to such sad sayings?

Cries

never

swore.

Care. I thank heaven they are the saddest value for, not only for that, but because be has that I ever said [Aside] Oh!

a great veneration for your ladyship: Lady P. 0! | yield myself all up to your Lady P. O law, no indeed, sir Paul; 'tis uncontrolable embraces. Say, thou dear dying upon your account. man, when, where, and how? Ah, there's Sir P. No, I protest and vow I have no sir Paul.

title to his esteem, but in having the honour Care. 'Slife, yonder's sir Paul; but if be to appertain in some measure to your ladywere not come, I'm so transported I cannot ship, that's all. speak. This note will inform you.

Lady P. O law, now, I swear and declare, [Gives her a Note, and exit. it shan't he so; you're loo modest, sir

Sir P. It becomes me, when there is any Re-enter Cynthia, with Sır Paul Pliant.

comparison made betweenSir P. Thou art my tender lambkin, and Lady P. O fie, fie, sir Paul, you'll put me sbalt do what thou wilt; but endeavour to out of countenance. Your very obedient and forget this Mellefont,

affectionate wise, that's all, and highly hoCyn. I would obey you to my power, sir; noured in that title. but, if I have not him, I have sworn Sir P. "Gadsbud, I am transporled! Give to marry.

me leave to kiss your ladyship's little finger. Sir P. Never to marry! Heaven's forbid ! Lady P. My lip indeed, sir Paul; I swear must I neither have sons nor grandsons? must you sball. [He kisses her, and bows very low. the fainily of the Pliants be ulterly extinct for Sir P. I humbly thank your ladyship; ! want of'issue male? Oh, impieiy! but did don't know whether I fly on ground," or walk you swear? did that sweet creature swear, in air. 'Gadsbud, she was never thus before, ha? How durst you swear without my con- Well, I must own myself the most beholden sent, ha? Gadsbud, who am I?

to Mr. Careless; as sure as can be this is all Cyn. Pray, don't be angry, sir; when I his doing, something that he has said; well, swore I had your consent; and therefore I'tis a rare thing to have an ingenious friend.

Well, your ladyship is of opinion that the match Sir P. Why then the revoking my consent may go forward ? does annul or make of non effect your oath: Lady P. By all means. Mr. Careless bas so you may unswear it again; the law will satisfied me of the maller. allow it.

Sir P. Well, why then, lamb, you may Cyn. Ay, but my conscience never will. keep your oath: but bare a care of making Sir P. "Gadsbud, no matter for that; con- rash vows. Come hither to me, and kiss papa. science and law never go together; you must Lady P. I swear and declare, I am in such not expect that.

a twilier to read Mr. Careless's lelter, that I Lady P. Ay, but sir Paul, I conceive, if she can't forbear any longer; but though I may has sworn, d'ye mark me? if she has once read all letters firs! by prerogative, yet I'll be sworn, it is most unchristian, inhuman, and sure to be unsuspecied this time. [Aside] obscene that she should break it. I'll make Sir Paul. up the match again, because Mr. Careless said Sir P. Did your lady ship call? it would oblige him.

[ Aside. Lady P. Nay, not to interrupt you, my Sir P. Does your ladyship sonceive so? dear. Only lend me your letter which you Why I was of that opinion once too. Nay, had from your steward to-day: I would look if your ladyship conceives so, I'm of that upon the account again, and may be increase opinion again; but I can neither find

my
lord
your

allowance. nor my lady, to know what they intend. Sir P. There it is, madam. Do you want

Lady P. I am satisfied that my cousin Mel- a pen and ink? [Bows and gives ihe Letter. lefont has been much wronged.

Lady P. No, no, nothing else, I thank you, Cyn. I'm amazed to find her of our side, sir Paul. So now I can read my own letter for I'm sure she loved him. [ Aside. under the cover of his.

[Aside. Lady P. I know my lady Touchwood has Sir P. He! and shall I have a grandson, a no kindness for bim; and besides I have been brave chopping boy, to perpetuate the line of informed by Mr. Careless, that Mellefont had the Pliant's? I'll seltle a thousand pounds a never any thing more than a profound re-year upon the.

ever he spect That be bas owned bimself to be my looks me in the face, I will. 'Gadsbud, I hope admirer, 'tis true; but he was never so pre- the young cherub will be like me: I would sumptuous as to entertain any dishonourable no- fain' have some resemblance of myself in my tions of things; so that if this be made plain, posterity., la, Thy, shouldu't you wish he I don't see how my daughter can in conscience, was like his grand-papa? or honour, or any thing in the world — Cyn. I'm glad to see you so merry, sir.

Sir P. Indeed if this be made plain, as my Sir P. Merry! 'gadsbud, I'm serious ; I'll lady your mother says, child

give thee five hundred pounds for every feaLady P. Plain! I was informed of it by lure of him that resembles me. Ah, this eye, Mr. Careless; and I assure you Mr. Careless this left eye! a thousand pounds for this left is a person--that has a most extraordinary eye; this has done execution in its time, girl. respect and honour' for you, sir Paul. Why thou hast my leer, hussy; just thy fa

Cyn. And for your ladyship too, I believe; ther's leer.--Let it be transmitted to the young or else you had not changed sides so soon. rogue by the help of imagination. Why, 'tis [Aside] Now I begin to find it.

the mark of our family, Thy: our bouse is Sir é. I am much obliged to Mr. Careless distinguished by a languishing, eye, as the really; he is a person that I have a great house of Austria is by a thick lip.

rogue as

soon as

ters,

Lady P. O, dear Mr. Careless! I swear he madam; nothing at all, 'egad: I was fallen writes charmingly, and he looks charmingly, into the most agreeable amusement in the whole and he has charmed me as much as I bave province of contemplation, that's all.-I'll seem charmed him; and so I'll tell him in the io conceal my passion, and that will look like wardrobe, when 'tis dark. O crimine! I hope respect.

Aside. sir Paul has not seen both letters. [Aside. Lady F. Bless me, why did you call out Puts up the wrong Lelter, and gives him upon me so loud ? her own] Sir Paul, here's your letter: to- Brisk. O Lord! I, madam ? I beseech

your morrow morning l’I! settle accounts to your ladyship, when? advantage.

Lady F. Just now, as I came in. Bless me, Sir P. I humbly thank your ladysbip. why don't you know it?

Lady P. So, now I'll retire, and study, a Brisk. Not I, let me perish; but did I? complimentary rebuke to Mr. Careless, for the strange! I confess your ladyship was in my pathetic tender of his regards; bui it shall not thoughts; and I was in a sort of dream, that be too severe neither, [Aside, and c.cit. did in a manner represent a very pleasing ob

ject to my imagination: bul--but did I indeed? Enter BRISK.

-- To see how lore and murder will out! But Brisk, Sir Paul, 'gadsbud, you're an unci- did I really name my lady Froth? vil person, let me tell you, and all that; and Lady. F. Three times aloud, as I love letI did not think it had been in you.

But did you talk of love?-0, ParnasStr P. O law, what's the matter now? I sus! who would have thought Mr. Brisk could hope you are not angry, Mr. Brisk? wave been in love? ha, ha, ha! O beaven's,

Brisk. Deuce take me, I believe you intend I thought you could have no mistress but the to marry your daughter yourself; you're al- nine muses. ways brooding over her like an old hen, as Brisk. No more I have, 'egad, for I adore if she were not well hatched, 'egad, he! 'em all in your ladyship: Let me perish, 1

Sir P. Good, strange! Mr. Brisk is such a don't know whether 10 be splenetic or airy merry facetious person; he, he, he. No, no, upon't; the deuce take me, if I can tell wbethI have done with her, I have done with her now. er I am glad, or sorry, that your Jadyship

Brisk. The fiddles bare stayed this hour in has made the discovery. the hall, and my lord Froth wants a partner; Lady F. O be merry, by all means.- Prince we can never begin without her.

Volscius in love! Ha, ha, ha! Sir P. Go, go, child; go, get you gone, Brisk. O, barbarous, to turn me into ridi, and dance and be merry; I'll come and look cule! yet, ha, ha, ha, the deuce take me, I at you by-and-by. [Exit Cynthia] Where's can't help, laughing myself, ba, ha, ha! yet, my son Mellefont?

by heaven's, I have a violent passion for your Brisk. I'll send him to them; I know where ladyship, seriously. he is; and, sir Paul, will you send Careless Lady F. Seriously? ha, ba, ba! into the hall, if you meet him?

Brisk. Seriously, ba, ha, ha! 'Gad, I have, Sir P. I will, I will; I'll go 'and look for for all I laugh. him on purpose.

[Erit. Lady F. Ha, ha, ha! What d'ye think I Brisk. So, now they are all gone, and I laugh at? ha, ha, ha! have an opportunity to practise. -Ah! my dear Brisk. MS'egad; ha, ha! lady Froth! she's a most engaging creature, Lady F. No; the deuce take me if I don't if she were not sc fond of that damn'd cox-laugh at myself; for, hang me, if I have not combly lord of hers; and yet I am forc'd to a violent passion for Mr. Brisk; ha, ha, ha! allow him wit too, to keep in with him. Nol Brisk. Seriously? maller; she's a woman of parts, and, 'egad, Lady F. Seriously; ba, ba, ha!

will carry her. She said she would folparts low me into the gallery. Now, to make my ha, ha, ba! O, miraculous! what a 'bappy

Brisk. That's well enough, let me perish; approacles ---Tem, hem! Ah! ma-Bows] discovery! Ah, my dear charming lady Frotb. dam!--Plague on't, why should I disparage Lady F. Oh, my adored Mr. Brisk! my parts by thinking what to say ? None but

[They embrace. dull rogues' think: witty men, like rich fellows, are always ready for all

expenses; while
your

Enter LORD FROTH. blockheads, like poor needy scoundrels, are Lord F. The company are all ready.- How sorc'd to examine their stock, and forecast the now? charges of the day. Here she comes; I'll seem Brisk. Zoons, madam, there's my lord. not to see her, and try to win her with a

[Apart to her. new airy invention of my own, bem!

Lady F. Take no notice; but observe me. [Sings, walking about. [Aside] Now cast off, and meet me at the

lower end of the room, and then join hands Enter Lady FROTH.

again. I could teach my lord this dance purI'm sick with love, ba, ha, ha! priythee come ely; but I vow, Mr. Brisk, I can't tell how cure me- I'm sick with, etc. O, ye powers to come so near any other man.-Oh, bere's O, my lady Froth, my lady Froih, my lady my lord; now you shall see me do it with Froth! Heigho, break beari! Gods, I thank him. [They pretend to practise part of o you. [Stands musing with his arms across Country Dance.

Lady E. O heaven's, Mr. Brisk! what's the Lord F. Oh, I see there's no barm yet; but maller?

I don't like this familiarity. Brisk. My lady Froth! your ladyship's most Lady F. Shall you and I do our close dance, humble serrani.--The maller, madam? nothing, to show Mr. Brisk?

[ Aside [To Lord Frotin

Lord F. No, my dear, do it with him. virlue ? D'ye see here? [.Snatches the Letter

Lady F. I do it with bim, my lord, when as in anger] Look, read it!-"Gad's my life, you are out of the way.

if I thought it were so, I would this moment Brisk. That's good, 'egad, that's good; deuce renounce all communication with you. Untake me, I can hardly bold laughing in his grateful monster! lle? is it so? Ay, I see il; face.

[Aside. a plot, upon my honour: ,your guilly cheeks Lord F. Any other time, my dear; or we'll confess ii. Oh, where sball' wrong'd virtue fly dance it below.

for reparation ? I'll be divorced ibis instant. Lady F. With all my, beart.

Sir P. 'Gadsbud, what shall I say? this is Brisk. Come, my lord, I'll wait on you.— the strangest surprise! [ Aside] Why, I don't My charming witty angel!

know any thing at all; nor I don't know [Apart to Lady Forth. whether there be any thing at all in the world Lady F. We shall have whispering time or po. enough, you know, since we are partners. Ludy P. I thought I should try you, false [Apart, and exeunt. man. I, that never dissembled in my life, yet,

to make trial of you, pretended to like that Re-enter Lady Pliant and CARELESS.

monster of iniquity, Careless; and found out Lady P. O, Mr. Careless, Mr. Careless, I'm that contrivance, to let you see this letter, ruin'd, I'm undone.

which now I find was of your own inditing, Care. What's the matter, madam? I do, heathen, I do! See my face no more; Lady P. O the unluckiest accident! I'm I'll be divorced presently. afraid I shan't live to tell it you.

Sir P. O strange, wbat will become of me? Care. Heaven forbid! What is it? -I'm so amazed, and so overjoy'), so afraid,

Lady P. I'm in such a fright; the strangest and so sorry. But did you give me this lelter quandary and premunire! I'm all over in a on purpose? he? Did you? universal agitation.- your letter, your letter! Lady P. Did I? Do you doubt me, Turk, By an unfortunate mistake, I have given sir Saracen? I have a cousin that's a proctor in Paul your leller instead of his own. the Commons; I'll go to him instantly. [Going. Care. That was unlucky.

Sir P. Hold, stay, I bescech your Tadyship Lady P. (), yonder becomes reading of it; -I'm so overjoyed-stay, I'll confess all. step in here, and advise me quickly, before Lady P. Wbat will you consess, Jew? he sees.

Ereunt. Sir P. Why now, as I hope to be saved,

I had no hand in this letter. "Nay, hear me, Re-enter Sir Paul Pliant, with the Lelter. I beseech your ladyship, the devil take me

Sir P. O Providence, what a conspiracy now, if he did not go beyond my commission, have I discovered ;—but let me see to make if I desired him to do any more than speak an end on't. [Reads] Hum-After supper in a good word only just for me, 'gadsbud, only the wardrobe by the gallery. If sir Paul for poor sir Paul, i'm an Anabaptist or a Jew, should surprise us, I have a commission or what you please to call me. from him, to treat with you about the very Ludy B. Why, is not here matter of faci? matter of factMatter of fact! very pretty ; Sir P. Ay; but by your own virtue and it seems then I'm conducing to my own dis- continency, that matter of fact is all his own honour: why this is the very traitorous posi- doing. I confess I had a great desire to bave tion of taking up arms by my authority against some honours conferred upon me, which lay my person! Well, let me see. [Reads) Till all in your ladyship's breast; and he being a then I languish in expectation of my a- well-spoken man, i desired him to intercede dored charmer.-Dying Ned CARELESS. 'Gadsbud, would that were inalter of fact too! Lady P. Did you so, presumption? Oh, he Die and be damn'd, for a Judas Maccabeus, comes, he comes; I cannot bear his sight. and Iscariot both. O friendship! what art thou

[Èxit. but a pame! llenceforward let no man take a friend into the bosom of his family; for if

Re-enter CARELESS. he does-0, we know what will follow, from Care, Sir Paul, I'm glad I've met with you. the example of sir Paul Pliant, and his bosom – 'Gad, I have said all I could, but can't prefriend, Ned Careless. Have I for this been vail

. Then my, friendship to you bas carried pinion'd night after night for three years past? me a litle further in this matierHave I approached the marriage bed with re- Sir P. Indeed! Well, sir - I'll dissemble Terence, as to a sacred shsine, and must 1 with bim a little,

[Aside. now find it polluted by foreign iniquity? O, Care. Why, faith, I have in my time known roy lady Pliant, you were chaste as ice; but honest gentlemen abused by a prelended coyyou are melted now, and false as water! But ness in their wives, and I had a mind to try Providence has been constant to me in dis- my lady's virtue: and when I could not precovering this conspiracy; still I am beholden vail for you, 'gad, I pretended to be in love to Providence: if it were not for Providence, myself; but all in vain; she would not hear sure, poor sir Paul, thy heart would break.

a word upon that subject: then I writ a let

ler to her; I don't know what effect that Re-enter Lady Pliant.

will have, but I'll be sure to tell you when I Lady P. So, sir, I see you have read the do; though, by this light, I believe her virtue letler, Well, now, sir Paul, what do you is impregnable. think of your friend Careless? Has he been Sir P. O Providence, Providence! what distreacherous? or did you give his insolence a coveries are here made! Why, this is better, license to make trial of your wife's suspected and inore miraculous than the rest.

for me.

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