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Show The Twin-Rivals. 63 Tru. M y JLord, a W o r d : [Whifpers £. Wou'dbe.J Now, Gentlemen, pleale to hear this venerable Lady. [Goes to the Door, and brings in Mandrake.- E. W. Mandrake in Cuftody ! Tea. In m y Cuftody, fet, Tru. N o w , Madam, you know what Punifhment is de-itin'dfor the Injury offer'd to Aurelia, if you don't immediately confefs the truth. Man. Then I muft own, (Heaven forgive me,) [Weeping.] I muff own, that Hermes, as he was ftill efteem'd, fo he is the Firft-bom. Tea. A very honefht W o m a n , be m e Shoule. Y. W. That Confeffion is extorted by Fear, and therefore of no Force. Tru. Ay, Sir, but here is your Letter to her, with the Ink fcarce dry, where you repeat your Offer of Five hundred Pound a Year to fwear in your behalf. Tea. Dat was Teague's finding out, and, I believe, St. Patrick put it in m y thoughts to pick her Pockets. Enter Conftance and Aurelia. Con. I hope, Mr. Wou'dbe, you will make no Attempts upon m y Perfon. Y.W. Damn your Perfon. E. W. But pray, Madam, where have you been all this Evening ? [To Aurelia. Aur. Very bufie, I can afTure you, Sir, here's an honeft Conftable that I could find in m y Heart to marry, had the greafie Rogue but one drop of genteel Blood in his Veins; what's become of him ? [Looking about* Gn. Blefs me, Coufin, marry a Conftable! Aur. W h y truly, Madam, if that Conftable had not come in a very critical minute, by this time I had been glad to marry any body. Tru. I take you at your word, Madam, you fhall marry him this moment; and if you don't fay that I have genteel Blood in m y Veins by to morrow Morning Aur. And was it you, Sir ? Tru. Look'e, Madam, don't be afham'd; I found you a little in the difab'ile, that's the truth on't, but you made a brav§ defence, Aur. I a m oblig'd to you; and tho' you were a little whim-ficalto day ; this late Adventure has taught m e how dangerous it is to provoke a Gentleman by ill Ufage ; therefore, if my |
