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Show 168 Sir ANTONY LOVE: Or, w h o m if yo divide you i Sir Ant. llford is one of thofe Fellows, whorr livide from in one thing, will never clofe with y, any. Tho' the Abbe and you do differ about the Way to Heav'n, you may go to the Devil together, I warrant you. . Val. However wide w e may be from his Opinion of t'other World, I'm fure he joins with us in our Opinion of this. Sir Ant. For m y part, I regard the Man, not his Reli-gion ; and if he does m y Bufinefs in this World, let him do his o w n in the next. ///. Nay, Gentlemen, I have as honourable an Opinion of the Abbe, as you can have: I k n o w there's nothing to be done without btm Sir Ant. That the Converfation of the beft Families in Mompelier runs thro' his Reformation llf. That fome of our Fortunes Sir Ant. All ©ur Fortunes llf. Yours particularly with Floreante, at prefent depending upon his Favour, againft the Authority of her Father Val. And the Quality of my Rival, Count Verole. Sir Ant. N o Dancings, no Balls, no Mafquerades, in a fweet Circle of Society, as it has been, from one Good Houfe to another, without his Introduction and Gravity to qualifie the Scandal. Val Subftantial Reafons for our Refpeft. llf Weighty Motives all for our Attendance. Sir Ant. Are they fo, Sir ? N o more of•your Proteffant then, if you wou'd not be damn'd for a Heretick, by the W o m e n in a Catholick Country. Val W e fhou'd ha' been at our Patron's Levee, Gentle-mM Ant. He'll bate us the Ceremony: Are you going to vifit him ? Val. Y o u muft along with us. Sir Ant. I'll follow you. K./. Y o u a r e C F a C d t e , w . are no Bod, without you If The Support of cur Intereft with him. . I The RAMBLING LADY. 169 Sir Ant. Bufinefs, Bufinefs, Gentlemen. Val. Pox o'your Bufinefs. llf. 'Twill end in that-pr'ythee let him go; a Whore I warrant you Sir Ant. Mony, Mony, Sir, more Filthy and more Common than a Whore; more proftituted too, to Knaves and Fools: Yet my grave Friend, you'll have a fhare in both, or I miftake your Nature. Val. You are anfwer'd. llf Indeed m y little Friend is fo far right, Mony, and Whore, make one anothers ufe; either is dull alone. Enter Pilgrim. Val. This Pilgrim here again! Sir Ant. He follows us; what would he have? Eilg. Your Charity, good Gentlemen. Sir Ant. Pr'ythee leave us; there's Charity in m y Advice to thee, not to lofe thy Labour; befides, w e are Englifc-men; and never think of the Poor out of our o w n Parifh. Val. Nor there neither, but according to Law, and when w e cannot help ir. llf. Charity is a Free-will-Offering; and w e part with nothing w e can keep, I afTure you Val. Not fo much as our Sins. . llf. EfpeciaJIy at this time Sir Ant. Unlefs it be to live upon 'em <peffi A]as- what P«7 'rf*> that Gentlemen fo much in Sir Ant. That we fhall never pay % To Heav'n • J Sir Ant. And other Creditors % Of Youth fo fwees of Form fo excellent pi i 1°V'A T Ilf°rd' Wh0 does h* <*ean > 4L in ff* ^ ^ ^ ° ~ * * I -r-ll t h°U d°? the Kiflg's Pitee «• ®8*^ Val In hopes ot getting by it % You are fo f a m i o n U -J Sir Ant. For a Sinner v % And by Nature's' Hand defigu'd Sir |