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Show S O D The ProvoVd Wife. Kafor. What an unnatural Harlot 'tis! Madam. Kafor. [Looking langmfhtng on hm. Kafor. Madamoifelle. Madam. Dou no love m e ? - 2fc/*r. Not love thee! . More than a frenchman does Soup. . , , Jlfadam Den dou will refufe nothing dat I bid dee ? Kafor. Don't bid m e be damn'd then. Jlf*/**. N O , only tell dy Mafter, all I have tell dee ©f dy Laty. Rafor. W h y , you little malicious Strumpet, you j Ihou'd you like to be ferv'd Co ? Madam. Dou difpute den ? - ^ - Adieu. Kafor. H o l d - - But why wilt thou make me be fuch a Rogue, m y Dear ? ...... Madam. Voila un vrai Anglois I ll eft amourex, et reoendam il veut raifoner. Vat en au Diable. Kafor. Hold once more : In hopes thou It give me tip thy Body, 1 refign thee up m y Soul. Madam. Bon: ecoute d o n e : - CShe ta\es him a* if dou fail m e - - - I never ) bout the Neck, fee dee m o r e - - if thou obey j and gives him a nie C fmacking hifi, Je m ' abandonne a toy. [Exit Madamoifelle. Rafor. licking his Lips.] Not be a Ro^ue ? .Amor vincit Omnia. [Exit Rafor, Enter Lady Fancyful and Madamoifelle. La. Fan. Marry, fay ye ? Will the two things marry ? Madam. On le va faire, Matam. La. Fan. Look you, Madamoifelle, in fhort, I can't fc>ear jt „ N o ; I find I can't If once I fee 'em a-bed-together, I fhall have ten thoufand Thoughts in m y Head will make m e run diftrafted. Therefore run and call Rafor back immediately, for fomething muft be done to ftop this impertinent Wedding. If 1 can defer it but four and twenty Hours, I'll make fuch work about T o w n , with that little pert Slut's Reputa-tion he fhall as foon marry a Witch. Madamoif. [Afide,] La Voila bien intentionee. 1 u [Exeunt. SCENE, The Provok'd Wife: SCENTE, Conftant'* Lodgi 201 ngs. Enter Conftant and Heartfree. Conft. But what doft thou think will come of this Bufinefs ? Heartf. 'Tis eafier to think what will not come on't. Conft. What's that? Heartf. A Challenge. I know the Knight too well for that *. His dear Body will always prevail upon his noble Soul to be quiet. Conft. But tho he dare not challenge me, perhaps he may venture to challenge his Wife. Heartf. Not if you whifper him in the Ear, you won't have him do't, and there's no other way left that I fee. For as drunk as he was, he'll remember you and I were where w e fhou'd not be; and I don't think him quite Blockhead enough yet, to be perfuaded w e were got into his Wife's Clofet only to peep in her Prayer-book. Enter Servant with a Letter. Serv. Sir, Here's a Letter, a Porter brought it. Conft. O ho, here's Inftru&ions for us. Reads.] The Accident that has happen1\l has touch'd our Invention to the quicl^. We wou'd fam come off, without your help; but find that's impoffible. In a word, the whole Bufinefs muft be thrown upon a Matrimonial Intrigue, between your Kriend and mine. But if the Parties are not fond enough, to go quite through with the matter ; 'tis fufficient for our turn, they own the Defign. We ll find Pretences enough, to brea\ the Match. Adieu. --Well, Woman for Invention ! How long wou'd my Blockhead have been a producing this. «-~Hey, Heartfree : what muting, M a n ? Prithee be chearful. w/hat fay'ft thou, Friend, to this Matrimonail Remedy ? & ^ Heartf, |