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Show 116 The F A L S E FRIEND. (Wore I was his Why then if I find I can break m y Oath, why fhould not I conclude he would do as much by his ?" Lop. afide.) His Countenance begins to clear up; I fiippofe Things may be drawing to a Conclufion. D o n John afide.) Ay, 'tis juft fo : And I don't be-lieve he wou'd have debated the Matter half fo long as I have done : l'gad I think I have put m y felf to a great Expence of Morality about it. I'm fure at leaft} my Stock's out. But I have a Fund of Love, I hope may laft a little longer. O, are you there, Sir! x (Seeing Lop, Lop. I think fo, Sir. I won't be pofitive in any thing. D o n John. Follow m e ; I have fome Bufinefs to employ you in, you'll like. (Exit Dow John, Lop. I won't be pofitive in that neither. I gUefs what you are going about. There's Roguery a-foot: This is at Leonora, w h o 1 k n o w hates him ; nothing under a Rape will do't He'll be hang'd-, And then, what becomes of thee, m y little Lope% f W h y , the Honour to a - - dingle dangle by him, Which he'll have the Good-nature to be mighty forry for, But I may chance to be before-hand with him : If we are not taken in the Faft, they'll perhaps do him the Honour to fet a Reward upon his Head. Which if they do Don, 1 fhall go near to follow your moral Exam. pie, fecure m y Pardon, make m y Fortune, and hang you up for the Good of your Country* at # &> ACT The FALSETRIEKD. i,? ACT III. SCENE, Don FehV* Hovfe. Enter Von Felix, Don Pedro, Leonora, and Jacinta. Don Tel. T J O W Soni ! oblig'd to leave 1 1 diately, fay you ? Von Ped. M y ill Fortune, Sir, will have it fo Leo. afide.) What can this be ? Don Fel. Pray what's the matter ? You furprize me. Von Ped. This Letter, Sir, will inform you. Don. Fel. (Reads.) My Dear <on, Bertrand has brought me the welcome News of your Return, and has liven me your Letter ; which has in fome fort revWd my Spirits m the Extremity I am in. I daily expetl my Exit from this World: 'Tis now fix Years fince I have feen you; ifijou'd be glad to do it once again before I die : If you will give me that Satisfaction you muft be fpeedy. Heaven preferve you. (To D o n Ped.) Tis enough j The Occafion I'm forry for, but fince the Ties of Blood and Gratitude oblige you, far be it from me. to hinder you. Farewel m y Son, may you have a happy Journey, and if it be Heaven's Will, may the fight of fo good a Son revive fo Kind a Father. I leave you to bid your Wife adieu. (Exit Don. Fel. Don Ped. I muft leave you, m y lovely Bride • but 'tis With bitter pangs of Separation. Had I your Heart to cnear m e on m y way, I might with fuch a Cordial run nry Courfe : But that Support you want the power to give me. r Leo. W h o tells you fo ? Don Fed. M y Eyes and Ears, and all the Pains I Leo. |