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Show 12 The Twin-Rivals A C T II. SCENE, the Par%. Conftance and Aurelia. .^w-.pRithee, Coufin Conftance, be chearful; let the dead *• Lord fleep in Peace, and look up to the living; take Pen, Ink, and Paper, and write immediately to your Lover, that he is n o w a Baron of England, and that you long to be a Baronefs. Con. Nay, Aurelia, there js fome regard due to the Memory of the Father, for the Refpect I bear the Son; befides, I don't know how, I cou'd wifh m y young Lord were at home in this juncture : This Brother of his Some Mifchief will happen 1 had a very ugly Dream laft Night In fhort; 1 a m eaten up with the Spleen, m y Dear. Aur. Come, come, walk about and divert it, the Air will do you good; think of other People's Affairs a little--- W h e n did you fee Clelia f Con. I'm glad you mention'd her; don't you obferve her Gayety to be much more forc'd than formerly, her Humour don't fit fo cafy upon her. Aur. No, nor her Stays neither, I can allure you. Gn. Did you obferve how fhe devour'd the Pomegranates Yefterday ? Aur. She talks of vifiting a Relation in Leiceferfhire. Con. She fainted away in the Country-Dance t'other Night. Aur. Richmore fhun'd her in the W a l k laft Week. Gn. And his Footman laugh'd. Aur. She takes Laudanum to make her fleep a Nights. Con. Ah, poor Clelia I W h a t will fhe do, Coufin ? Aur. D o ! W h y nothing till the nine Months be up. Con. That's cruel, Aurelia, how can you make merry with her Misfortunes ? 1 a m pofitive fhe was no eafie Conqueft; fome fingular Villainy has been practis'd upon her. Aur. Yes, yes, the Fellow wou'd be practifing upon me too, I thank him. Con. Have a care, Coufin, he has a promifing Perfon. Aur. Nay, for that matter, his promifing Perfon may as foon be broke as his promifing V o w s : Nature indeedm ahdaes |