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Show 18 The Beaux Stratagem. Bon. What think you now ? Gib. Plain, plain, he talks now as if he were before a Judge: But, pray, Friend, which way does your Mafter travel ? Arch. A Horfeback. Gib. Very well again, an old Offender, right; But, I mean does he go upwards or downwards ? Arch. Downwards, I fear. Sir: Tall, all. Gib. I'm afraid m y Fate will be a contrary way. Bon. Ha, ha, ha! Mr.Martin you're very arch. This Gentleman is only travelling towards Chejhr, and wou'd be glad of your Company, that's all. Come, Captain, you'll ftay to Night, I fuppofe; I'll fhew you a Chamber - Come, Captain. Gib. Farewel, Friend (Exit. Arch. Captain, your Servant. Captain! a pretty-. Fellow; S'death, I wonder that the Officers of the Army don't confpire to beat all Scoundrels in Red, but their own. Enter Cherry. Cher. Gone, and Martin here ! I hope he did not liften ; wou'd* have the Merit of the Difcorery all m y own, becaufe I wou'd oblige him to love me. [Afide."] Mr. Martin, who was that M a n with my Father? Arch. Some Recruiting Serjeant, or whip'd out Trooper, I fuppofe. Cher. All's fafe, I find. Arch. Come, m y Dear, have you con'd over the Catechifc I taught you laft Night ?. Cher. Come, queftion me. Arch. What is Love? Cher. Love is 1 know not what, it comes I know not how^ and goes I know not when. Arch. Very well, an apt Scholar. [Chucks her under the Chin."} Where does Love enter ? Cher. Into the Eye?. Arch. And where go out ? Cher. I won't telle. Arch. What arc the Objects of that Paffion? (her. Youth, Beauty, and clean Linen. Arch. The Reafon ? Cher. The two firft are falhionable in Nature, and the third at Court. Arch. That's m y Dear: What are the Signs 'and Tokens n of that Paffion ? g, Cher. |