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Show 66 The R E L A P S E ; or, r v Whv then my °«c little B«dfell°w> ,lf M c/'her i l l we'll trj to pelade her prefently. j £ O Lord! I can tell you a way how to perfuaj, her to any thing. r F. How's that ? ' " W / Why tell her (he's a vvholefome comely % m a n - - ^d give her Half a Crown. r. F. Nay, if that will do, fhe fhall have half a fC0E of'em. ..«.,• n >j ,1 Mifs. O Gemini, for half that, fhe d marry you U felf: FH run and call her. - [ExitM Young Fad/ton Solus.^ So, Matters go fwimmingly, this is a rare Girl,: faith ; I fhall have a fine time of it with her at Lonk Vm much miftaken if fhe don't prove a March Ha; all the Year round. What a fcampering Chace wiU I make on;t, when me finch the whole Kennel of Ed at her Tail 1 Hey to the Park, and the Play, andtl Church, and the Devil ; ftie'll m e w them fporr, I warrant 'em. But no matter, fhe brings an Eftate i afford m e a feparate Maintenance. Enter Mifs and Nurfe. Y. F. H o w do you do, good Miftrefs Nurfe ? I I fir'd your young Lady would give m e leave to fee 4 that I might thank you for your extraordinary Care J Conduct in her Education ; pray accept of this fmall 1 knowledgment for it at prefenr, and depend upon i farther Kindnefs, when 1 fhall be that happy thingk Husband. Nurfe afide.] Gold by mackings! Your Honour'sGoc nefs is too great ; alas! all 1 can boaft of is, I g her pure good Milk, and fo your Honour wou'd M faid, an you had feen how the poor thing fuckt it--j Eh, God's Blefhng on the fvveet Face on't ; how it j to hang at this poor Teat, and fuck and fqueeze,! kick and fprawl it wou'd, till the Belly on't was foi it wou'd drop off like a Leech. 1 [Mifs to Nurfe, taking her angrily f Pray one word with you ; pr'thee Nurfe don't f» ripping up old Stories, to make one afham'd before OB * Virtue in Danger. 6j Loye : do you think fuch a fine proper Gentleman as he is, cares for a fiddlecome Tale of a draggle-taiPd Girl ; if you have a mind to make him have a good Opinion of a W o m a n , don't tell him what one did then, tell him what one can do now. To Y. F.] I hope your Honour will excufe m y Mifman-ners to whifper before you, it was only to give fome Orders about the Family. T. F. O every thing, Madam, is to give way to Bufinefs; befldes, good Houfewifry is a very commendable Quality in a young Lady. Mifs. Pray, Sir, are the young Ladies good Houfe" W7ives at London T o w n ? D o they darn their o w n Linen • Y. F. O no, they ftudy how to fpend Money, not to fave it. Mifs. 1 Cod, I don't know but that niay l?e jbetter Sport than t'other; ha, Nurfe? r. P. Well, you fhall have your Choice when you come there, Mifs. Shall I then by m y troth I'll get there as faft as I can. To Nurfe.] His Honour defires you'll be fo kind, as to let us be marry'd to-morrow* Nurfe. To-morrow, m y dear Madam ? Y. Fafh-* Yes, to-morrow, fweet Nurfe, privately ; young Folks, you know, are impatient, and Sir Tunbelly wou'd make us ftay a Week for a Wedding-Dinner. N o w all things being flgn'd, and feal'd, and agreed, I fancy there could be no great harm in practiflng a Scene or two of Matrimony in private, if it were only to give us the better AfTurance when w e come to play it in pub-lick. Nurfe. Nay, I muft confefs ftoln Pleafures are fweet ; but if you fhou'd be married now, what will you do when Sir Tunbelly calls for you to be wedded ? Mifs. W h y then w e will be married again. Nurfe. What, twice m y Child ? Mifs, 1 Cod, I don't care how often I'm married, not I. r. |
