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Show The Twin-Rivals. 3 Y. W. But why wou'd you truft it with me ? You know I can't keep a Secret that has any Scandal in't. Rich. For that reafon I communicate : I know thou art a perfect Gazette, and will fpread the News all over the T o w n: For you muft underftand, that I a m now befieging another • and I would have the Fame of m y Conquefts upon the Wing' that the T o w n may furrender the fooner. Y. W. But if the Report of your Cruelty goes along with that of your Valour, you'll find no Garrifon of any Strength will open their Gates to you. Rich. N o , no, W o m e n are Cowards, and Terrour prevails upon them more than Clemency: M y beft Pretence to my Succefs with the Fair, is m y ufing 'em ill; 'Tis turning their own Guns upon 'em, and I have always found it the moft fuccefsful Battery to a flail one Reputation by facrificing another. Y. W. I cou'd love thee for thy Mifchief, did I not envy thee for thy Succefs in't. Rich. You never attempt a W o m a n of Figure. Y. W. H o w can I ? This confounded H u m p of mine is fiich a Burthen at m y Back, that it prefTes m e down here in the Dirt and Difeafes of Covent-Garden, the low Suburbs of Pleafure Curft Fortune! I a m a younger Brother, and yet cruelly depriv'd of m y Birth-right of a handfome Perfon; feven thoufand a Year in a direct Line, wou'd have ftraitn'd m y Back to fome purpofe But I look, in m y prefent Circumftances, like a Branch of another kind, grafted only upon the Stock which makes m e grow fo crooked. Rich. Come, come, 'tis no Misfortune, your Father is fo as well as you. Y. W. Then why fhou'd not I be a Lord as well as he ? Had I the fame Title to the Deformity I cou'd bear it. Rich. But how does m y Lord bear the Abfence of your Twin-Brother ? Y. W. M y Twin-Brother! Ay, 'twas his crouding me that fpoil'd m y Shape, and his coming half an Hour before me that ruin'd m y Fortune • My Father expell'd m e his Houfe fome two Years ago, becaufe I would have perfuaded him that m y Twin-Brother was a Baftard He gave me my Portion, which was about fifteen hundred Pound, and I have fpent two thoufand of it already. As for m y Brother, he don't care a Farthing for me. Rich. W h y fo, pray ? YRi.c Wh.. AH ovwe rfyh ooduldd R heea fkonno 4w thBaetc a?u fe_ I hate him.' Y.W. |
