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Show The Recruiting Officer. H Mel. Better it had,- Madam; for methinks you are too plain. Sil. If you m e a n the Plainnefs of m y Perfon, I think your Ladyfhip's as plain as m e to the full. Mel. Were I fure of that, I wou'd be glad to take up with a Rakehelly Officer as you do. Sil. Again ! Look'e, M a d a m , you're in your o w n Houfe.1 Mel. And if you had kept in yours, I fhou'd have ex-cus'd you. Silk Don't be troubl'd, M a d a m , I fhan't defire to have m y Vifit return'd. Mel. The fooner therefore you make an end of this the better. Sil. I a m eafily perfuaded to follow m y Inclinations, fo, M a d a m , your humble Servant. (Exit. Mel. Saucy Thing! Enter Lucy. Luc. What's the matter, M a d a m ? Mel. Did you not fee the proud Nothing, h o w fhe fwell'd upon the Arrival of her Fellow. Luc. Her Fellow has not been long enough arriv'd to occafion any great Swelling, M a d a m ; I don't believe fhe has feen him yet. Mel. Nor fhan't if I can help it Let m e fee 1 have it' Bring m e Pen and Ink hold, I'll go write in m y Clofet. Luc. A n Anfwer to this Letter, I hope, M a d a m. Mel. W h o fent it ? (Prefents a Letter". Luc. Your Captain, M a d a m. Mel. He's a Fool, and I'm tir'd of him, fend it back unopen'd. Luc. The MefTenger's gone, M a d a m. Mel. Then h o w fhou'd I fend an Anfwer ? Call him back immediately, while I go write. (Exeunt. The End of the Firft ACT. A C T |
