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Show Love and a Bottle. 9 Love. Tis but reafonable then I fhou'd pay fhare at the Reckoning. I'll help to provide for her; in the mean time9 rou had belt retire. - Brufh, conduit this Gentleman to m y Lodgings, and run from thence to W i d o w Bullfinch's, and rcovide a Lodging with her for a Friend of mine.- Fly, md come back preiently. - [Ex. Roeb. and Brufh. - So; m y Friend comes to T o w n like the Great Turk to the rreld, attended by his Concubines and Children; and I'm ifraid thefe are but parts of his Retinue. - But hold - [ fhan't be able to fuftain the fnock of this Woman's Fury. m withdraw till fhe has difcharged her firft Volley, thenfur-nize her. Enter Trudge, with a Child crying, Huih, hufii,hufh.- And indeed it was a young Traveler. - And what wou'd it fay ? It fays that Daddy is a alfe M a n , a cruel M a n , and an ungrateful M a n . - In troth • he is, m y dear Child. - What fhall I do with it, poor Oreature? - Hufh, hufti, hufh. - W a s ever poor W o m a n nfuch a lamentable condition ? immediately after the pains f one Travail, to undergo the fatigues of another ! - But m furc, he can never do well; for tho' I can't find him, m y ,^urfes, and the Mifery of this Babe, will certainly reach him. , Love. Methinks I fhou'd know that Voice.- [Movingforward. What! Mrs. Trudge j and in London ! whofe brave Boy haft •hou got there ? \ Trud. O h Lord! Mr. Lovervcll! I'm very glad to fee you, --and yet a m afham'd to fee you. But indeed he piomis'd 0 marry me, [Crying."] and you know, Mr. Lovewell, that he's uch a handfome M a n , and has fo many ways of infinuating, hat the frailty of Woman's Nature could not refift him. Love. What's all this ? - A handfome M a n ? W a y s of in-tnuating? Frailty of Nature? - I don't underftand thefe imbiguous Terms. Trud. A h , Mr. Lovewell! I'm fure you have feen Mr. Roe- Itttfg and I'm fure 'twou'dbe the rirft thing he wou'd tell youV • refer it to you, Mr. Lovewell, if he is not an ungrateful Man, o deal fo barbarouQy with any W o m a n that had us'd him b civilly. I was kinder to him than I wou'd have been to ny o w n born Brother. Lave, 'Oh then I find kifling goes by favour, Mrs. Trudge. Trud, Faith you're all alike, you Men are alike. - Poor -hild ! he's as like his o w n Dadda, as if he were fpit out of lis mouth. See, Mr, Lovewell, if he has not Mr. Roebuck's Nofe :o a hair; and p e Pigfnye ha sy oMua mkmnao'w sh eM ohuast ha. ~ve«r y gOoho d tNheo fliet;tl ea nLidp tsh je |
