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Show ,#6 An Evenings Love: Or, Mask. I am your Spaniel, Sir, the more you beat me, the better I'll wait on you. Alon. Let me intreat you to be gone ; the Boys will hoot at m e to fee m e followed thus againft m y will. D A/.,.<*. Shall you and I concern our felves for what the Boys do, Sir ? Pray do you hear the news at Court ? Alon. Prithee what's the news to thee or m e t Mask. Will you be at the next Juego decannas ? Alon. If I think good. ji/**. Pray go on Sir, w e can difcourfe as we walk together: And whither were you now a going, Sir ? Alon. T o the Devil I think. Mask. O! not this year or two,-Sir, by your age. Joe. M y Father was never fo match'd for talking in all his life before; he w ho loves to hear nothing but himfelf: Prithee, Beatrix, ftay behind, and fee what this impudent Englifbman would have. Beat. Sir! if you'll not let m y Mafter go, I'll be his pawn. Mask. Well, Sir, I kits your hand, in hope to wait on you another time. Alon. Let us mend our pace to get clear of him. Theo. If you do not, he'll be with you agen, like Atalanta in the Fable, and make you drop another of your golden Apples. [ Exit Alon.Theod. Jacinta. [ Maskal whiff ers Beatrix the while. Beat. H o w much good Language is here thrown away to make m e betray m y Ladies ? Mask. If you will difcover nothing of'em, let m e difcourfe with you a little. Beat. As little as you pleafe. Mask. They are rich I fuppofe. Beat. N o w you are talking of them agen: but they are as rich,as they are fair. Mask. Then they have the Indies: well, but their Names m y fweet Miftrefs. Beat. Sweet Servant, their names are Mask. Their Names are out with it boldly Beat. A fecret not to be difclos'd. Mask. A fecret fay you ? Nay, then I conjure you as you are a W o m a n , tell it me Beat. Not a fyllable. Mask. W h y then, as you are a Waiting-woman, as you are the Sieve of all your Ladies Secrets, tell it me. Beat. You lofe your labour, nothing will ftrain through me. Mask. Are you fo well ftop'd i'th' bottom ? Beat. It was enjoyn'd m e ftriaiy as a Secret. Mask. W a s it enioyn'd thee ftriaiy, and canft thou hold 10 Nay then thou nnVr;i;C1 vC:, hfr Hthat faCe' thatm°re than U^face> whi<*I lufpeft to be under thy Vail, difclofe it to me. r Mali B/ thT faCC °f thine which is a Natural vifor: I will not tell thee. Beat. N o more Swearing I befeech you. Mask. That Woman's worth little, that is not worth an Oath: well get thee gone, now I think on't thou fhalt not tell me. ' g thCC Daughrefs^11 ' "** Wh° " hinder me? ^ are D»n »™ *< «r* Mask. Out, out: I'll ftep m y Ears S4'r77~fThe y tvfe hard byin tne C^< ™™. Mask. O infernal Tongue . Mask ^llr'Z1"8 t0 2* "P ChaPPd with their F^her. w £ b ^ £ S : ^ d ° n e -mentingme? in my Confidence anon thou Beat Their Names are Theodofia and Jacinta. J W w T WuerfS y°m §reat fecret now ? Beat. 'Tis Beatrix, at yourTerfice S ^fttoldmethyownNametoo. M*k. Nowlhaveeno^gh,u£t t ^ " ' **" *" ,Cm' m^SC^^^'> when you have gotyour ends, Fare- .^__ The Mod Jjirologer. ^j Farewel, you'll be conftant tome ;i. . Mad: It thy Face when 1 fee it, do not give m e occafion to be otherwife neat. You fhall take a Sample that you may praife it When you fee it next. „ • . [She pulls up her Vail . Enter Wildblood and Bellamy. n u n Look' thcre's your ^ S with a D u c k in's Mouth Oh fhe's got loofe and div'd again r£jf/> Beatrix Bell. Well Maskal, what news of the Ladies ofthe Lake ? Mask. I have learn'd enough to embark you in an Adventure ; they are Daughters to one D o n Alonzo de Ribera in the Calle major, their Names Theodofia and Ta tint a and they are going to their Devotions in the next Chapped. W dd. A w a y then, let us lofe no time, I thank Heaven, I never found m y felf better enchn'd to Godlinefs than at this prefent. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A Chanel Enter Alonzo, Theodofia, jacinta, Beatrix, other Ladies and Cavaliers as at their Devotion. Alon. By that time you have told your Beads I'll be agen with you. [Exit. Jac. D o you think the Englifh M e n will come after us ? Peat. D o you think they can ftay from you ? Jac. For m y part I feel a certain qualm uport m y Heart, which makes me believe I a m breeding Love to one of'em. Theo. H o w , Love, Jacinta , in fo fhort a time ? Cupid's Arrow was well Fea-ther'd to reach you fo fuddenly. Jac. Faith as good at firft as at laft Sifter, 'tis a thing that muft be done, and therefore 'tis beft difpatching it out o' th' way. Theo. But you do not mean to tell him fo, w h o m you love ? Jac. W h y fhould I keep m y Self and Servant in pain, for that which may be Cur'd at a days warning ? Beat. M y Lady tells you true, Madam, long tedious Courtfhip may be proper for cold Countreys, where their Frofts are fbng a thawing; but Heaven be prais'd we live in a w a r m Climate. Theo. The truth is, in other Countreys they have opportunities for Courtfhip, which W e have not, they are not mew'd Up with double Locks and grated Windows ; but may receive Addreffes at their leifure. Jac. But our Love here is like our Grafs;if it be not mow'd quickly 'tis burnt up. Enter Bellamy, Wildblood, Maskal: they look about 'em. Theo. Yonder are your Gallants,fend you comfort of'em: I am for myDevotions. Jac. N o w for m y heart can I think of no other Prayer, but only that they may not miftake us -Why Sifter, Sifter, will you Pray ? What injury have I ever done you, that you fhould pray in m y Company ? If your Servant D o n Mel-chor were here, w e fhould have you mind Heaven as little as the beft on's. Beat. They are at a lots, Madam, fhall I put up m y Vail that they may take aim? Jac. N o , let 'em take their Fortune in the dark: w e fhall fee what Archers thefe Englifh are. * Bell. Which are they think'ft thou ? Wild. There's no knowing them, they are all Children of darknefs. Bell. I'll be fworn they have one lign of Godlinefs among 'em, there's no diftin-aion of Perfons here. Wild. Pox o'this Blind-Mans-buff; they may be afham'd to provoke a M an thus by their keeping themfelves fo clofe. Belt. You are for the youngeft you fay ; 'tis thc eldefthas fmitten me. And here I fix, if I a m right happy M a n be his dole. [By Theodofia. Wild. I'll take m y Fortune here. [By Jacinta. M a d a m I hope a Stranger may take the liberty, Without offence, to offer his Devotions by you. Jac. That, Sir, would interrupt mine,without being any advantage to your own. Wild. M y advantage, Madam, is very evident; for the kind Saint to w h om you pray, may by the Neighbourhood miftake m y Devotions for yours. Jac. O Sir ! our Saints can better diftinguifh between the Prayers ot a Cathohck and a Lutheran. Wild. I befeech you M a d a m , trouble not your felf for m y Religion; for though [ am a Hcretick to the M e n ofyour Country, to your Ladies I am a very zealous 0 o ' Cathohck' |