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Show Wr3 m 1S0 The Provoked Wife. s j r jm sir I have a very good Curp. _ for a Clap, at your Service. Jufl. Lord have Mercy upon us. Sir J. Afide.] This Fellow does ask fo many imper. tinent Qiieftions, I believe, I gad, 'tis the Juftice's Wife, in the Juftice's Clothes. Jufl. Mr. Conftable, I v o w and proteft, I don't know what to do with him. Conft- Truly he has been but a troublefome Gueft to us all Night. Jufl. I think, I had e'en beft let him go about his Bufinefs, for I'm unwilling to expofe him. Confl. E'en what your Worfhip thinks fit. Sir J. Sir . not to interrupt Mr. Conftable, I have a fmall Favour to ask. Juft. Sir, I open both m y Ears to you. Sir J. Sir, your very humble Servant. I have a little urgent Bufinefs calls upon m e ; and therefore I defire the Favour of you to bring Matters to a Conclufion. Juft. Sir, if I were fure that Bufinefs were not to commit more Diforders, 1 wou'd releafe you. Sir J. None By m y Priefthood. Juft. Then, Mr. Conftable, you may difcharge him, Sir J. Sir, your very humble Servant. If you pleafe to accept of a Bottle • • Juft. I thank you kindly, Sir\ but I never drink in a Morning. Good-buy to ye, Sir, good-buy to ye. Sir J. Good-buy t'ye, good Sir. [Exit Juftice. So now, Mr. Conftable, Shall you and I go pick up a Wliore together ? Conft. N o , thank you, Sir; m y Wife's enough to fa* tisfy any reasonable Man. Sir J. Afide.] He, he, he, he, h e - - the Fool is married then. Well, you won't go? Conft. Not I, truly. Sir J. Then I'll go by m y felf; and you and your Wife may be damn'd. [Exit Sir John. Conftable gating after him.] W h y God-a-mercy Parfon! [Exeunt. SCENE, The ProvoPd Wife^** 181 SCENE, Spring-Garden. Conftant and Heartfree crofs the Stage. As they go off, Enter Lady Fancyful and Madamoifelle mask'd, and dogging 'em. Conft. So : 1 think we are about the time appointed ; Let us walk up this way. [Exeunt. La. Tan. Good : Thus far I have dogg'd 'em without being difcover'd. 'Tis infallibly fome Intrigue that brings them to Spring-Garden. H o w my poor Heart is torn and wrackt with Fear and Jealoufy! Yet let it be any thing but that Flirt Belinda, and Til try to bear it. But if it prove her, all that's W o m a n in m e fhall be imploy'd to deftroy her. [Exeunt after Conftant and Heartfree. Re-enter Conftant and Heartfree. Lady Fancyful and Madamoifelle ftilL following at a diftance. Conft. 1 fee no Females yet, that have any thing to fay to us. I'm afraid w e are banter'd. Heartf. 1 wifh w e were ; for I'm in no Humour to make either them or m y felf merry. Conft. Nay, I'm fure you'll make them merry enough, if 1 tell 'em why you are dull. But prithee, why fo heavy and fad, before you begin to be ill us'd ? Heartf. For the fame Reafon, perhaps, that you are fo brisk and well pleas'd ; becaufe both Pains and Pleafures are generally more confiderable in Profpect, than when they come to pafs. Enter Lady Brute and Belinda, mask'd^ and poorly drefs'd. Confl. H o w now, w h o are thefe? Notour Game, I hope. Heartf. If they are, w e are e'en well enough ferv'd, to come a hunting here, when we had fo much better Game in Chafe elfewhere. La. Fan. to Madamoifellef\ So, thofe are their Ladies without doubt. But I'm afraid that Doily Stuff is not worn |