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Show H A The Wild Gallant. I Bib. H o w much is't, Sir? Lov. A n hundred Pounds would do it. ... ... . , Bib Let m e fee, forty I have already by m e ; take that in part Sir; And that, and the Leafeofmy Houfe would over-do it. Lov By all means thy Leafe Will: Near fcruple at that; hang a piece of Parch ment 'and two bits of foft W a x : Thou fhalt do't, thou fhalt Boy. Bib W h y then I will, Sir: j_But ftay, ftay; now I think on't, Frances has an 120 pieces of oldGrandam and Aunt Gold left her, that fhe would never let m e touch: if w e could get that M r. Loveby But (he'll never part with't. " Lov 'Tis but faying the place is for her; a Waiting-Woman's place in the Cu-ftom- Houfe: Bov, go and tell her on't immediately. > [Exit Boy. Bib. Hold a little ; Hie has been very defirous to get a place in Court, that fhe might take place as the Queen's Servant \ V; , Lov. She fhall have a Dreffers place, if thou'lt keep Counfel. 1 he worft on t is, I have never a Warrant ready. , Bib. 'Tis all one for that, Sir; fhe can neither write nor read ; 'tis but m y tel-. ling her 'tis a Warrant and all's well. I can but laugh to think h ow fhe'll be chous'd. Lov. And you too; Mum. She's here Will. Enter Frances. Franc. A Waiting-Woman's place in the Cuftom-Houfe! There's news for m e! Thank you kind Mr. Loveby ; you have been instrumental I hear of m y preferment. Lov. N o , 'tis a Dreffers place at Court, Landlady. Franc. O Gemini ! that's better news. Bib. I, but you muft make haft and fetch an hundred Pieces : lean affure you soo are bidden for it; and the Courtiers are fuch flippery youths, they are ever or the faireft Chapman. Franc I'll fetch it prefently; oh how m y Heart quops now, as they fay : I'll fetch it prefently: Sweet Mr. Loveby, if the bufinefs can be done, it fhall be a good thing in your Worfhip's way I promife you: O the Father! that it could be done: OSweet Father / [Loveby plucks out a Paper. Lov. Here Mrs. Bibber, pray put in M a d a m Bibber's N a m e into the Warrant. Bib. Madam Bibber, there's joy. I muft call you Wife no more, 'tis M a d am Bibber now. Franc. Pray read it Mr. Bibber. Bib. An Order for the admiffionof the Illultrious Lady M a d a m Bibber into her Maieftie's Service. Franc. Pray give m e the Paper, I'll have no Body touch it but m y felf; I am fure m y Money pays for it as they fay. Thefe are the fineft words ; M a d a m Bibber ; pray Chicken fhew m e where M a d a m is written that I may kifs it all over. I fhall make bold n ow to bear up to thefe flirting Gentlewomen, that fweep it up and down with their long Tails. I thought m y felf as good as they when I was, as I was; but now I am, as I am. Lov. Good Landlady difpatch, and bring the Money Franc. Truely in the place of a Dreffer, I dare be bold to fay, as they fay • f fhall give their MajeftiesWorfhips good content: I'll go fetch it [Exit Frances. Bib. W e muft keep the poor Soul in ignorance as long as wre can, Sir; for, when fhe has once fmoak'd it, I have no other way but to retreat into the Body of m y "Janizaries m y Journey-Men ; and never come out into her prefence more; Where will you be at Nine a Clock, Sir, that w e may rejoice over our good Fortune. Lov. Call m e at m y Lord Nonfuch his Houfe, and I'll go with you. Bib. We'll have the Fiddles and Triumph Ifaith. [Exit Bib. Lov. Lord, how eager this Vermin was to cheat himfelf: Well, I'll after, I long to finger tliefe Jacobus's: Perhaps they may make m y Peace again with my Miftrifs. [EA7> Loveby. Enter Failer, Nonfuch. [Conftance and Ifabelle liftmng. Fail. I vow to gad m y Lord, Sir Timorous is the moft dejected Perfon in the World, and fo full of regret for what is part. 'Twas his misfortune to be drawn in by fuch a Perfon as Madam Ifabelle. Non. 'Tis well his Eftate pleads m y Doors elfe. for him ; he Ihould ne'er fet Foot more within Fail. The Wild Gallant. 55 E4i/.Allbefecurityiorhinifort.imctocome: Leave it to mc to get theLicence • All I defire is your Daughter may be ready to morrow Morning. Non Well, let m e alone with her. ^xeunt Failer, Nonfuch JJa. You heard the dreadful found to Morrow Coufin. Con I would not throw m y felf away upon this Fool^ if I could help it IJa. Better marry ^Tertian Ague than a Fool, that', certain; there's one good Day and Night in that. t & Con. And yet thou art mad of him thy felf , V\.Nay, the Fool is a handfome Fool, that's fomewhat; but 'tis not that • tis a kind ot fancy I have taken to a Glafs-Coach, and fix Flanders Mare,; rich Liveries, and a good Fortune. Con. Prithee do not mind m e of 'em; for though I want 'em not, vet I find all W o m e n are caught with Gayeties: One grain more would turn the Ba'llance on his fide; I a m fo vexed at the Wild courfes of this Loveb\. A ^ X 6 ^ W h y v e x ' a ? theworftyou can fay of him, is, he loves W o m e n - And fuch make the kindeft Husbands I a m told. If you had a S u m m of Money to put out; you would not look fo much whether the M a n were an honeft Man, (for the L a w would make him that) as if he were a good fufficient Pay-mafter. Enter Setftone. Con. As I live thou art a mad Girl. Set. She muft be us'd as Mad-folks are then ; had into the Dark and Cur'd. Con. But, all this is nocomfort to the word T o morrow. IJa. Well, What fay you, if I put you to Night into the Arms of Loveby ?'" Con. M y Condition's defparate, and paft thy Phyfick. Ifa W h e n Phyficks paft, what remains but to fend for the Divine ? Here's little Nicodemus vour Father's Chaplain; I have fpoke with him already ; for a brace of Angels he fhall make all fure betwixt you without a Licenfe. I, and prove ten at Night a more Canonical hour than ten i'th' Morning. Con. I fee not which way thou canft perform it; but ifthou do'ft I have many Admirations in ftore for thee. [Whifpers. Ifa. Step in, and get a Cufhion underneath your Apron. Con. O, I muft be with Child it fecms ! Ifa. And Loveby fhall bring you to Bed to Night, if the Devil be not in die Dice- Away, make haft [Exit Conftance. A* • B e n0t y°U*"ar°^' * ^a11 ^aVe neec* °*" You t 0 ° : * near m v UncIe coming- Methinks I long to be reveng'd of this wicked Elder for hindering of m y Marriage to Day: Hark you Setftone Set. 'Tis impoflible, M a d a m : 'Twill never take. Ifa. I warrant you : D o not I know him ? H e has not Brains enough, if they werebutter'd, to feed a Black-Bird Nay,no replies Out of what I have faid, you may inftruct m y Coufin too [Exit Setftone. Enter Nonfuch. Ifa. Oh, Are you there, Sir ? Faith it was kindly done of you to hinder m e of a good Husband this Afternoon: And but for one thing, I would refolve to leave your Houfe. Non. I'm glad there's any thing will ftay thee. Ifa. If I ftay 'tis for love of m y Coufin Conftance, not of you: I fhould be loath to leave her in this fad Condition ! Non. What Condition ? Ifa. Nay, I know not; fhe has not worn her Busk this Fortnight. I think (he's grown fat o'th' fudden. Non. O Devil, Devil / What a fright a m I in ? Ifa. She has Qualms too every Morning : Raving mightily for Green-fruit; and Swoons at the fight of hot meat. Non. She's with Child / I am undone : I am undone / Ifa. I underftand nothing of fuch matters : She's but in the next R o o m ; beft call her, and examine her about it. Non. W h y Conftance, Conftance ? Enter Conftance, as with Child. Jfa. N o w for a broad-fide ; turn your Plough to him Coufin [To h CNCNooonnn,,.. IIWN f hdeoleodw ron reoGrt teh nrfatetvialrece hyww ioyotuomh uaborenu me!tne y aIoosnfu it ,lnh aigSts,ie r pS:?oif rt f.hi ebffe 1 1Wa lls moft commonly confine n MI m |