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Show 1 9 6 Sir Martin Marr-all: Or, Chr. O the Father! what will become of m e n o w ? Lord. N o harm, I warrant you, but w h y are y3u fo 'fraid ? Chr. A poor weak innocent Creature as I am, Heav'n of his Mercy, h o w I quake and tremble! I liave not yet claw'd off your laft ill Ufage, and n o w I feel m y old Fit come again, m y Ears tingle already , and m y Back fhuts and opens ; I, juft fo it began before. Lord. Nay, m y fweet Miftrefs, be not fo unjuft, T o fufpect any n e w Attempt. l a m too penitent for m y laft Fault, So foon to fin again I hope you did not tell it to your Aunt. Chr. T h e more Fool I, I did not. Lord. You never fhall repent your Goodnefs to m e : But m a y not I prefiume there was fome little Kindnefs in it, which mov'd you to conceal m y Crime ? Chr. Methought 1 would not liave m y Aunt angry with you, For all this Earthly good ; But yet I'll never be alone with you again. Lord. Pretty Innocence ! let m e fit nearer to you : You do not underftand what Love I bear you. I v o w it is fb pure M y Soul's not fullied with one fpot of Sin : Were you a Daughter, or a Sifter to me, With a more holy Flame I could not burn. Chr. Nay, n o w you fpeak high words 1 cannot underftanc Lord. T h e Bufinefs of m y Lite fhall be but h o w to make your Fortune, and m y Care and Study to advance and fee you fettled in the World. Chr. I humbly thank your Lordfhip. Lord. Thus I would Sacrifice m y Life and Fortunes, And in return you cruelly deftroy m e. Chr. I never meant you any harm, not I. Lord. Then what does this white E n e m y fo near m e ? [Touching her Hand-glov'd Sure 'tis your Champion, and you arm it thus to bid defiance to me. Chr. Nay, fie, m y Lord, in Faith you are too blame. [Pulling her Hand awry Lord. But I a m for fair Wars, an E n e m y muft firft be fearch'd for privy Armour, e'er w e do ingage. [Pulls at her Glove. c*r. W h a t does your Lordfhip mean ? Lord. I fear you bear fome Spells and Charms about you, And, M a d a m , that's againft the L a w of Arms. Chr. M y Aunt charg'd m e not to pull off m y Glove for fear of Sun-burning m y Lord. She did well to keep it from your Eyes, but I will thus preferve it. ru I M j \Hugging her bare Hand i t n X V ^ h ^ y? C r , u f h i t J 0 ? nay' n o w y ° u h " r t m e ; nay ifyoufqueeze it ne er fo hard there's nothing to come out on't fie is this loving one ? W hat makes you take your Breath fo fhort ? Lord. The Devil take m e if I can anfwer her a word, Alt m y Sences are quite employ'd another way. r J £uV({ir' my L o r d > Imuft cry out Ruty forMother* ft°P ^ Mouth-this R u b y for a Kits-that is but one Chr. This is worfe and worfe L ^ > ^ . ] w h y Niece, where are you, Niece? ^ • P ° x of her old mouldy Chops. Ictmeg^ry^d'' my Aunt Calls ? ^ ^ U be hang'd for flaying with you r . , , ^ [Gets from hm. T n Enter Lady Dupe. ^Twa^uftL°rdu.HearVen blGf$ ?e'7hat makcs y°ur Lordfhip here? ^Knzn^tZt™***?™* Madam' y°ur Niecc and I have been fo bour with'him h u m ° U r 0fy0Ur Country-Gentleman-I muft go pafs an I waT'i, l°U Tde a Uttle t0° much ^fte J lEm L0rd' 1 U as ,uft exchanging a Kits for a Ruby. Lady. The Feigrfd Innocence. 197 La. Dupe, No harm done; it will make him come on the fafter : Never full-gorge an H a w k you mean to fly : The next will be a Neck-lace of Pearl, I. warrant you. Chr. But what muft I do next? La. Dupe. Tell him I grew fufpitious, and examin'd you Whether he made not Love, Wliich you deny'd. Then tell him how m y Mai<4s and Daughters watch you; So that you tremble when you fee his Lordfhip. Chr. And that your Daughters are fo envious, that they would raife a falfe Report to ruine me. La. Dupe. Therefore you defire his Lordfhip, As he loves you, of which you are confident, Hence forward to forbear his Vifits to you. Chr. But how if he fhould take m e at m y word ? Lz.Dupe. W h y , if the worft come to the worft, he leaves you an honeft W o man and there's an end on't: but fear not that,hold out his Meffages,and then he'll Write, and that's it, m y Bird, which you muft drive it to : then all his Letters will be fuch Ecftafies, fuch Vows and Promifes, which you muft anfwer fhort and fimply, yet ftill ply out of 'em your Advantages. Chr. But, Madam ! he's i' th' Houfe, he will not write. La Dupe You Fool he'll write from the next Chamber to you. And, rather than fail, fend his Page-Pott with it upon a Hobby-Horfe :-- then grant a Meeting, but tell m e of it, and I'll prevent him, by m y being there; he 11 curfe me, but I care not. When you are alone he'll urge his Luft, which anfwer you with Scorn and A n g e r . - Chr. As thus, an't pleafe you, Madam ? What ? Does he think I will be damn'd for him ? Defame m y Family, ruine m y Name, T o fatisfie his Pleafure ? La. Dupe. Then he will be prophane m's Arguments, Urge Natures Laws to you. Chr. By'rfiu'y, and thofe are fhrewd Arguments ; But I'm refolv'd I'll ttop m y Ears. La. Dupe. Then when he fees no other thing will move you, He'll fign a Portion to you before hand : r*WW Take hold of that, and then of what youwiU. \jLxeunt. Enter Sir |ohn, m s . Millifent, and Role. Sir Tohn. N o w , fair Mrs. Millifent, you fee your Chamber, Your Father will be bufie a few Minutes, and in the meantime permits m e the Happinefs to wait on you . Mill Methinks you might have chofe us better Lodgings, This Houfe is foil; the other, w e faw firft, was more convenient. Sir John. For you perhaps, but not for m e : You might have met a Lover there, but I a Rival. Mill. What Rival ? : Sir John. You know Sir Martin, I need not name him to you. Mill I k n o w more M e n befides him. a J. SlrJohT7nt you love none befides him: Can you deny your Affeaion to fiim ? MUL You have vex'd m e fo, I will not fatisfie you. Sir John. Then, I perceive, I a m not likely to be fo much oblig'd to you as I was to him. , , ' , •>,. Mil This is Romance I'll not believe a word on t - Sir John. That's as you pleafe: however 'tis believ a CASK'S r^S-ude and Fo„v wid, your MS^jS^Jff!- • I<*» "e difeet enough ro keep This Fault of yours from him. T h e Lawyers wait for us to draw your Joynture: A n d I would beg your Pardon for m y Abfence, [£j^ But that m y Crime is punifh'd in it felt. c^ant' Mill Could I fufpect this ufage from a favour d Seivant. R X Firft hear Sir Martin e'er you quite condemn h.m. ^ ^ |