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Show n° 'J be Ajngndtion: Or, -7 A^^iorTto Benito ? A Servingman Vio. H o w ! Have you made an Affignation Trencher-carrying Rafcal ! }. from a n unknown Lady near J*. Good words, Violettal I on > fent to ni and f<{. .f ^ pcrfon this Cbappel, that I might view h.m m paunig > anfwerable to his Conversion. S » « ^ W ^ n ^ 1.1*4 by * rohold him in dirCOUrlC' F„ter Benito Mm about him. Late ncnuu * s Monfter of a M a n is there! thl!f ^in^offible this fhould be «^«* this way: From fuch a piece of animated Timber, vveet Heaven deliver m e ^ ^-/';] ^s ™ft iTcfnin V one W U knows another by infti net. ^iTSStaS -oft unpromifing Face, for a Wit 1 ever Taw -nd yet he had need have a very good one, to make amends for his Face. 1 am halt cur a °f]];: VVlSmeans all this furveying, Madam .You. ^f |e "P to me and wheel about me, like a Turky-cock that is making Love : Faith, H o w do you "irrdt^raifei.forfearofthe old Compliment that you fhould tellme 'Tis at m y Service. But, pray, Is your Name Benito ? Ben! Signior Benito, at your Service, Madam. Lau. A?d have you no Brother, or any other of your Name, one that is a Wit, attending on Signior Aurelian} Ben No I can affure your Ladyfhip: I m y felf am the only Wit who does him the Honour, not to attend him, but to bear him company. Lau. But fure it was another You, that waited onlamillo in the Garden laft night. Ben. It was no other Me, but M e Signior Benito^ Lau. Tis impoilible. Ben. 'Tis moft certain. Lau. Then I would advife you to go thither again, and look for the Wit which you have left there* for you have brought very little along with you: Your Voice, methinks, too, is much alter'd. Ben. Only a little over-ftrain'd, or fo, with Singing. Lau. H o w flept you after your Adventure? Ben. Faith, Lady, I could not fleep one wink, for Dreaming of you. Lau. Not fleep for Dreaming? W h e n the place falls, you fhall be Bull-ma-fter- General at Court. Ben. Et tu Brute! Do you miftake me for Fool too ? Then, I find there's one more of that Opinion befides m y Mafter. Vio. Sifter, look to your felf, m y Uncle's returning. Lau. I am glad on't: He has done m y bufinefs * he has abfolutely cur'd me. Lord, that I could be fo miftaken ! Vio.. I told you what he was. Lau. He was quite another thing laft night: Never was M a n fo alter'd in Four and twenty Hours. A pure Clown, mere Elementary Earth, without the leaft fpark of Soul in him ! Ben. But, tell me truly, Are not you in love with me? Confefs the Truth : I love Plain-dealing^ you fhall not find me refractory. Lau. Away, thou Animal* I have found thee out for a high and mighty Fool, and fo I leave thee. Mar. Come, now I am ready for you * as little foevotion, and as much good Hufwifery as you pleafe : Take example by me* I allure you no body debauches me to Church, except it be in your company. [Exeunt. Alonet Benito. Ben. 1 am undone for ever: W h a t fhall I do with my felf? I'll run into fome Defart, and there I'll hide my opprobrious lead. N o hang't, I won't neither* all Wits have their failings fometimes, an I have the fortune to be thought Fools ence in their Lives. Sure this is but a Copy of her Countenance* Love in a Nunnery. 5 2 j for m y Hearts true to me, and whifpers to me, fhe loves m e ftill: Well I'll truft 1 n m y o w n Merits, and be confident. [ A noife of throwing down water within. Enter Mario, Fabio, Laura, and Violetta. I Lau. Shaking her Cloaths.] Oh, Sir, I am wet quite through m y Cloaths • I am not able to endure it. ' Vio. W;as there ever fuch an Infolence? Mar. Send in to fee who lives there : I'll make an example of 'em. Enter Frontona. Fab. Here's the W o m a n of the Floufe her felf, Sir. Fron. Sir, I fubmit, moft willingly, to any punilhment you fhall inflict upon me : For, though I intended nothing of an affront to thefe fweet Ladies- vet 1 can never forgive m y felf the misfortune of which I was the innocent occafion I io. 0,1 a m ready to faint away. Fron. Alas, poor fweet Lady, flic's young and tender. Sir: I befeech you give me leave to repair m y Offence, with offering my felf, and poor Houfe, for her Accommodation. Ben. I know that W o m a n : There's fome villanous Plot in this, I'll U y m y Life on't. N o w Benito, caft about for thy Credit, and recover all again. Mar. Go into the Coach, Neeces, and bid the Coachman drive apace. As foi you, Miftrifs, your fmooth Tongue fhall not excufe you. Lau. By your Favour, Sir, I'll accept ofthe Gentlewoman's Civility I cannot ftir a ftep farther. Fro. C o m e in, fweet Buds of Beauty, you (hall have a Fire in an inner Chamber * and ifyou pleafe toRepofe your felf a while, Sir, in another Room, they (hall come out, and wait on you immediately. Mar. Well, if it muft be fo. \_Fron. xohifpering the Ladies.] Your Friends are ready in the Garden, andwijl be with you as foon as we have fhaken off your Uncle. Ben. A Cheat, a Cheat, a rank one * I fmell it, Old Sir, I fmell it. Mar. What's the matter with the Fellow? Is hediftracted? Ben. No, 'tis you are more likely to be diffracted * but that there goes feme Wit to the being Mad, and you have not the leaft grain of Wit to be gulfd thus grofly. Fron. W h a t does the Fellow mean? Ben. The Fellow means to detect your Villany, and to recover his loft Reputation of a Wit. Fron. W h y , Friend, W h a t Villany? I hope m y Houfe is a Civil Houfe. Ben. Yes, a very Civil one * for m y Mafter lay in of his laft Clap there, and was treated very civilly to m y knowledge. Mar. How's this, How's this ? Fron. Come, you are a dirty Fellow, and I am known to be a Perfon that -• Ben. Yes, you are known to be a Perfon that-• From. Speak your worft of me, What Perfon am I known to be ? Ben. W h y , if you will have it, you are little better than a Procurefs: You carry Meflages betwixt Party and Party * and, in one word, Sir, file's as arrant a Fruit-woman as any is about Rome. Mar. Nay, if fhe be a Fruit-woman, m y Neeces fhall not enter into hei Doors. Ben. You had beft let them enter 5 you do not know how they may fructify in her Houfe: For 1 heard her with thefe Ears whifper to 'em, that their Friends were within call. Mar. This is palpable, this is nunifeft * I fliall remember you, Lady Fruiterer, I fliall have your Baskets fearch'd when you bring Oranges again. Come away, Neeces* and Thanks, honeft Fellow for, thy difcovery. JExeunt Mario Ben. Hah, corn-agio : II Diavolo e morto. N o w I think 1 have} and Women. tickl'd it* this difcovery has re-inftated me into the Empire of m y Wit again. Now, in the pomp of this Atchievement, will I prefent m y felf before Madam Laura, with a Behold, Madam, the happy Reftauration of Benito. Enter Aurelian, Camillo, and Frontona, over-bearing Um. Oh, now, that I had the Mirror, to behold my felf in the fulnefs of m y Glory! and oh, that the domineering Fop m y Mafter were in Prefence, that I might triumph over him ! that I might even contemn the wretched Wight the Mortal of a groveling Soul, and of a debafed Underftand'mg, Y y y 2 He |
