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Show 198 Sir Martin Marr-all: Or, Confider, 'tis a Rival who accus'd him. Mill. Speak not a word in his behalf- Mcthought too, Sir John call'd him Fool. ; Roft. Indeed he has a rare way of afting a Fool, and does it fo naturally , it it can be fcarce diftinguifh'd. Mill. Nay, he has^Wit enough, that's certain. Rofe. H o w blind Love is! Enter Warner. Mill. H o w now, what's his Bufinefs ? I wonder, after fuch a Crime, If his Matter has the Face to fend him to m e ! Rofe. H o w durft you venture hither ; If either Sir John, or m y old Matter fee you. Warn. Pifh! they are both gone out. Rofe. They went but to the next ftreet; ten to one but they return and catch you here. Warn. Twenty to one I a m gone before, and fave 'em a labour. Mill. What fays that Fellow to you ? What bufinefs can he have here ? Warn. Lord, that your Ladifhip fhould ask that queftion, Knowing w h o m I ferve ! Mill. I'll hear nothing from your Mafter. Warn. Never breathe, but this Anger becomes your Ladifhip moft admirably; but though you'll hear nothing from him, I hope I may fpeak a word or two to you from m y felf, Madam. Rofe. 'Twas a fweet Prank your Mafter play'd us: a Lady's well helpt up that trufts her Honour in fuch a Perfons hands: to tell all fo and to his Rival tco. Excufe him if thou canft. [Afide. Warn. H o w the Devil fhould I excufe him ! thou knowefl he is the greateft Fop in Nature [Afide to Rofe. Rofe. But m y Lady does not know it; if fhe did Mill. I'll have no whifpering. Warn. Alas, Madam, I have not the confidence to fpeak out, Unlets you can take Mercy on me. Mill. For what ? Warn. For telling Sir John you lov'd m y Mafter, Madam. But fure I little thought he was his Rival. Rofe. The witty Rogue has taken't on himfelf. [Afide. Mill. Your Mafter then is innocent ? Warn. W h y , could your Ladifhip fufpect him guilty ? Pray tell me, do you think him ungrateful, Or a Fool ? Mill. I think him neither. Warn. Take it from me, you fee not the depth of him. But when he knows what Thoughts you harbour of him, As I am faithful, and muft tell him I wifh he does not take fome pet, and leave you. Mill. Thou art not mad I hope, to tell him on't • If thou doft, I'll be fworn, I'll forfwear it to him. Worn. Upon condition then you'll Pardon me, I'll fee what I can do to hold m y Tongue. W* Trl1S S.V^ninS' j n St« > w ' s Park, I'll meet him. [Knock within. tram. He fhall not fail you, Madam. -M' 5°,me b o d y knocks Oh, Madam, what fhall w e do! 1 is Sir John, I hear his Voice. Warn. What will become of me? Mill. Step quickly behind that Door. [Hegoes out. A 111 v , , - To them Sir Tohn. Mill You've made a quick difpatch, Sir.' b« IS ll'^e $££?'*M*,*a- Man ofLaw was notwithin- Mtli. Where are they laid! " " " * '" ' • r , ..... The Feign1 d Innocence. j™ M*11' 0nly a W o r d or two I have to tell y Tis of Importance to you Sir John. Give m e leave Mill I muft not before I difcover the Plot to you. Sir John. What Plot? " y Mill. Sir Martin's Servant, like a Rogue, comes hither 10 tempt m e from his Mafter, to have met him. Warn, at door. N o w would I had a good Bag of Gun-powder at m y Breech to ram m e into fome hole. ' *"• u Mill. For m y part, I was fo ftartled at the Meffage, That I fhall fearcely be m y felf thefe two days. Sir John. Oh, that I had the Rafcal! I would teach him 10 come upon fuch Errands. Warn, at the door. Oh, for a gentle Compofition now ! An Arm or Leg I would give willingly. Sir John. What Anfwer did you make the Villain ? Mill. I over-reach'd him clearly, bv a Promife Of an Appointment of a Place I nam'd, Where I ne'er meant to come: but would have had The Pleafure firft to tell you how I ferv'd him. Sir John. And then to chide your mean fufpition of mc, Indeed I wonder'd you fhould' love a Fool. But where did you appoint to meet him ? Mill. In Gra/s-Inn Walks. Warn, at the door. By this Light, fhe has put the Change upon him ! O fweet Woman-kind ! H o w I love thee for that Heavenly Gift of Lying ! Sir John. For this Evening I will be his Miftrefs ; H e fhall meet another Penelope than he fufpects. Mill. But ftay not long away. Sir John. You ovei-joy me, Madam. [Exit Warn.entring. Is he gone, Madam? Mill. As far as GV^'s-Inn Walks: now I have* time T o walk the other way, and fee thy Mailer. Warn. Rather let him come hither: I have laid A Plot fhall fend his Rival far enough from watching him e'er long. Mill. Art thou in ft? Warn. 'Tis fo defign'd, fate cannot hinder it. Our Landlord , where w e lie, vex'd that his Lodgings fhould be fo left by Sir John, is refolv'd to be reveng'd, and I have found the Way. You'll fee th' Effect: on't prefently. Rofe. O Heavens! the door opens again, and Sir John is return'd once more. Enter Sir John. Sir John. Half m y bufinefs was forgot; you did not tell m e when you were to meet him. Ho ! What makes this Rafcal here ? Warn. 'Tis well you're come, Sir, elfe I muft have left untold a Meffage I have for you. Sir John. Well, What's your bufinefs, Sirrah? Warn. W e muft be private firft; 'Tis only for ydur Ear. Rofe. I fhall admire his Wit, if in this plunge he can get off. Warn. I came hither, Sir, by m y Matter's Order Sir John. I'll reward you for it, Sirrah, immediately. Warn. When you know all, I fhall deferve it, Sir; I came to found the Vertue of your Miftrefs; which I have done (o cunningly, I have at laft obtain'd the Promife of a Meeting. But m y good Mafter, w h o m I muft confefs more generous than wife, Knowing you had a Paffion for her, is refolv'd to quit: And, Sir, that you may fee how much he loves vou, fent m e in private T o advife you ftill to have an Eye upon her Actions. Sir John. Take this Diamond for thy good News; And give thy Mafter m y Acknowledgments. Warn. 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