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Show z*4 Sir ANTONY LOVE: Or, wS lTo^ze were r,to part f°- F°rf^ ^ o /. i bo":w>d f f ^ : y o u : i h m a i m°f t <*« ** £ IT 22 I ladul !>ad [t for y°u>Ma^- ancV t fi f3Uh'. t,$ V e r? kind' in an old Acquaint. ance, to follow m e into France, to fupplv m e aeain- I k n o w you came a Purpofe P 7 g * &> 6 w . Not quite a Purpofe fc/rLf'* fN°J n0t quite a PurP°fe» fome We Bufinefs tM. P ? y ° U r ° W n ' ^ m i S h t have>J g ^ t you: Bu this Purfe you never defign'd for me. * ^ ^ -^ m f v f r t - ; n f o r ? e n o > i n g "Pon you, Madam j you may give it m e again, if you don't like it Sir Ant Yes, yes; the Pvfrfe is an amiable Purfe, and very well to be lik'd; only the S u m does not amount to p y Occafions; There's no retreating, Sir Gentle, you are m m y Power, and, without a Ranfom, muft continue m y Pnfoner; you k n o w I never want a Piftol upon thefe occasions; 'tis not the firft time I have robb'd you. Sir Gent. Any Compofition; but don't murder me: you know I hate a Piftoh Sir Ant. What have you in your Pockets? Nothing but Papers ? & Sir Gent. Y o u have got already all the Mony I had a-bcut m e. Sir Ant. About you ] with a Pox to you: Muft I be fo anfwer'd ? And w h y had not y#u more about you ? Stay* here's a Bill of ioo Piftoles, at prefent, fhall excufe you- Sir Gent. 'Tis very well it does. Sir Ant. Payable to you, or your Order? Who's there? Enter Waitwel). Run, and receive this Bill for the Gentleman. Wait. HefhoulJ Indorfe it firft. Mr Ant. Come, Sir, you muft lend m e your Order. Sir Gent, N o borrowing among Friends; I'll give it you, to Monfieur Traffaite. [Writes, and gives Sir Ant. the Bill, and Sir Anf. gives it to Waitwell, who goes out. Sir Ant. W h y , that's well faid. Sir Gtnt. Y ou live as it were by your Wits; 'tis better 1 fhould lofe a little Money, than you fhould forget your Trade, for want of Employment. s,r The RAMBLING LADY. ^^S Sir Ant A great deal better, Sir Gentle I But I «*: ^^ATS.'SW11*8 but he W0Q'C care to be better provided -, don t let roc a> j upon you, 1 fpeak a. a Friend to you. Sir Gat. Ill take your Advice. . theTowB, Sir Am. If I were "ft ot Jf rre„7ou you ftouM «« and in a very great hafte, I can tell you, you nfG«.CSbeholden to you. But lam forry « hk SlJZti7n% find me again, if Chriftendom, fa* wh^re it does a tU-- "gft&gg. trouble you. JT.L Valentine comes forth. Val. Thus all things are provided for by Fate : The witty Man enjoys the Fool's Eft ate. So Rich and Poor, let 'em compute their Gams; One has his Lot in Lands, and one m Brains. And 'tis bat Juftice Fortune fhould do more For him, w h o being born fo, would be poor. [iMit. SCENE changes to the Street. Enter Count Canaile And Abbe. Can. I allow all you fay : And laft Night's A&ion has not declin'd the Count from m y Efteem, more than it raifes Valentine. Abb. He'll keep your Daughter more orderly than a Nunnery can : Ev'n let him marry her. Can. You know, I'm out of o w n Power and Choice, Abb. Hang your Choice ; you may be alham'd on'r. Can. Indeed I do repent it; but m y Word and Reputation are engag'd to him. Abb. Is that a Man to make a Grandfather ? Can. N o other fhall, by Floriante, make m e one: And therefore fhe fhall be Religious, and take the Habit in kes SiftwY R o o m - - U~fe Abb, |
