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Show i6x Sir ANTONY LOVE: O, your Breeches, o' my Confcience, you wou'd carry all the W o m e n before you. Sir Ant. And drive all the Men before me; I am for Univerfal Empire, and wou'd not be ftinted to one Pro-vince; I wou'd be feav'd, as well as lov'd: As famous for m y Action with the Men, as for m y Paffton for the W o m e n. Wait. You're in the way to't; you change your Men as often as you do your W o m e n ; and have every Day a new Miftrefs, and a new Quarrel. Sir Ant. Why, 'tis only the Fafhion of the World, that gives your Sex a better Title than w e have, to the wear-ing a Sword; m y conftant Exercife with my Fencing. Mafter, and Gonverfation among Men, who make little of the Matter, have at laft wot only made me adroit, but defpife the Danger of a Quarrel too. Wait. A Lady-like Reputation, truly. But how prepo-fteroufly Fortune places her Favours, when no Body is the better for 'em. Sir Ant. Why, h o w now, Governor?' Wait. She feldom gives a Man an Eftate, who has ei< ther the Confcience or Youth to enjoy it Sir. Ant. But he may leave it to one who ha?. Wait. An honeft Man might be thankful for half your Fortune with the Women. But what Pleafure can you find in following 'em ? Sir Ant. The fame that fome of the Men find. Wait. You can't enjoy 'em. Sir Ant. But I may make 'em ready for thofe who can. Wait. Are there fuch Sports-men? Sir Ant Very many, w h o beat about more for Company, than the Pleafure of the Sport; and if they do Mart any thing, are better pleas'd with the Accidents of the Chafe, the Hedges, and Ditches, than the clofe Purfuit of the G a m e ; and thefe are fure never to come in to the Kl This is fo like you now: Why Love ftoojte your Bufinefs, and you make|- B ^ o £ » ^ You are young and handfome in 1 etticoats, y« temed to p « with the Pleafures of your own Sex, to The R A M B L I N G LADY. t6j ramble into the Troubles Of ours. In my Opinion, you might be better employU Sir Ant. I do it to be better employ'd; to recommend me to Valentine, for whofe dear fake I firft engag'd in the Adventure; robb'd m y Keeper, that naufeous Fool Gelding, of five hundred Pounds, and under thy Difcreti-on, came a Coilonelling after him here into France. Wait. Why do you lofe Time then? W h y don't you tell him fo ? Sir Ant. Thou wou'dft have had me, with the true Conduct of an Englifh Miftref, upon the firft Inclination, cloy'd him with m y Perfon, without any afTurance of his relifhing me; enough to raife his Appetite to a fecond tafte: No, now I am fure he likes me; and likes m e Co well in a Man, he'll love m e in a W o m a n ; and let him make the Difcovery, if he dares. Wait. Let m e diredr him. Sir Ant. T o the Lodgings you fhall; thofe I faw, and lik'd; they are private and convenient, make 'em ready; I'll tell thee all anon--• And do you hear my Female Wardrobe too muft be pioduc'd, m y Woman's E-quipage -[Wait-well going.] For as the Conduct of Affairs now goes, I'm beft difguis'd in m y o w n Sex, and Cloaths. Hey, I had forgot; bring m e the fifty Pieces I fpoke of, the five hundred are in good Health yet, G overnor. Wait. But ficken at that Sound. Sir Ant. Valentine and llford are difappointed of their Bills, and in fpiteof their good Eftates want Mony; n o w , tho' I lend upon the old Confideration of borrowing a greater Sum, fifty Pieces are convenient. Wait. And will be welcome to 'em at this time Sir Ant. Moft certainly; and take this along with you,1 Governor; you muft make your Converfation necefl&ry fometimes, as well as agreeable, to preferye a Friendfhip with an Englifhman. Enter Valentine and llford. Val.How's this, Sir Antony? Under the Difcipline of your Governor, and his Wifdom, this Morning? .. .* |