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Show Love and a Bottle. 41 Roeb. Why? Brufh. Becaufe he has loft himfelf. The Devil has made a igler's Ball of him, I believe. He's here n o w ; then, Prefio> Is in an inftant. He has got fome damn'd bus'nefs to day hand. Roeb. Ay, fo it feems. I muft be Squire Mockmode, and urt an honourable Miftrefs in the Devil's N a m e ! Well, let y fober thinking Friend plot on, and lay Traps to catch Fu-irity; I'm for holding faft the prefent.- I have got about •venty Guineas in m y Pocket; and whilft they laff, theDe-l take George if he thinks of Futurity. I'll go hand in hand ith Fortune. She is an honeft, giddy, reeling Punk; My Head, her Wheel, turn round, andfo we both are drunk. [Exit reelinz- The End of the Third A C T . A C T IV. SCENE, Lucinda/ Houfe. Inter Leanthe, and Pindrefs following with-a Paper of Sweetmeats in her Hand. Hnd. OEre,here,Page; your Lady has fent you fome Sweet- *•A meats ; but indeed you lha'n't have 'em till you ire me. Lean. She fent four Sauce, when fhe made you the Bearer. (Afide. . Pind. Prithee now, what makes you conftantly fb melan-holy ? Come, you muft be merry, and fhall be merry ; I'll ,et you fome Play-things. Lean. I believe you want Play-things more than I. But wou'd be private, Pindrefs. Pind. Well, m y Child, I'll be private with you; Boys an J jirls fhou'd ftill be private together; and w e m a y be as re* ir'das wepleafe; for m y Miftrefs is reading in her Clofer, ind all the Servants are below. But what Concerns have ?ou ? I'm fure, fuch a little Boy can have no great bus'nefs n private. Lean. I will try thee for once. (Afide.) - Yes, Mrs. Pin- Irefs, I have great inclination. - ^ ~ Pin. |