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Show The Beaux Stratagem. 45 I Here's the Key of the Garden-door, come in the back-way '•[ when 'tis late I'll be ready to receive you; but don't fo ' much as whifper, only take hold of m y Hand, I'll lead you, and do you lead the Count, and follow me. [Exeunt. i Enter Scrub. fc Scrub. What Witchcraft now have thefe two Imps of the - Devil been a hatching here ? There's twenty Lewidores; I heard that, and faw the Purfe: But I muft give room to m y Betters-.- 1 i Enter Aimwel leading Dorinda, and making Love in dumb *• Show- Mrs.Sull. and Archer. i Mrs. Sull. Pray, Sir, (To Archer.) how d'ye like that Piece > Arch. O , 'tis Leda. You find, Madam, how Jupiter comes difguis'd to make Love : Mrs. Sull. But what think you there of Alexanders Battles? Arch. W e want only a Le Brun, Madam, to draw greater S Battles, and a greater General of our own. - The Da~ nube, M a d a m , wou'd make a greater Figure in a Picture than [the Graniens; and we have cur Ramelies to match their Arbela. Mrs. Sull. Pray, Sir, what Head is that in the Corner : there ? Arch. O , M a d a m , 'tis poor Ovid in his Exile. Mrs. Sull. What was he banifh d for ? 1 Arch. His ambitious Love, Madam. (Bowing.} His Misfortune touches me. ; Mrs. Sull. W a s he fuccefsful in his Amours? Arch. There he has left us in the dark. He was too much a Gentleman to tell. Mrs. Sull. If he were fecret, I pity him. Arch. And if he were fuccefsful, I envy him. a Mrs. Sull. H o w d'ye like that Venm over the Chimney ? Arch. Venus! I proteft, M a d a m , I took it for your Picture; but now I look again, 'tis not handfome enough. Mis. Sull. Oh, what a Charm is Flattery! if you wou'd • fee m y Picture, there it is, over that Cabinet; • How d'ye Tike it? Arch. I muft admire any thing, Madam, that has the leaft Refemblance of you But, methinks, M a d a m [He looks at the Picture and Mrs.Sulten three or four times, items.] Prr;:a,y ,l Mua "d•a m , w h o drew it ? Mrs,o~W/. |