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Show igo The M I S T A K E. eafy as Uncertainty, I would therefore be gladly freed from it: if you have done what 1 a m told you have, 'tis a great Fault indeed ; but as I fear 'twill carry much of its^Punifhment along with it, 1 fhall rather reduce my Refentment into mourning your Misfortune, than fuffer it to add to your Affliction -, therefore fpeak the Truth. Lop. Well, this is fair Play ; now I fpeak, Sir : You fee fair Lady, the Goodnefs of a tender Father, nothing need therefore hinder you from owning a moft lovin^ Husband. W e had like to have been all together by the Ears about this Bufinefs, and Pails of Blood were ready to run about the Houfe : but, thank Heav'n, the Sun fhines out again, and one word from your fweet Mouth makes fair Weather for ever. My Mafter has been forc'd to o w n your Marriage, he begs you'll do fo too. Leon. What does this impudent Rafcal mean ? Lop. H a ! Madam! Leon. Sir, 1 fhould be very glad to know [To Lorenzo] what can have been th' Occafion of this wild Report; fure you cannot be your felf a Party in it. Lop. He, he. - Lor. Forgive me, dear Leonora, I know you had ftrong Reafons for the Secret being longer kept ; but'tis not m y Fault, our Marriage is difclos'd. Leon. Our Marriage, Sir! Lor. 'Tis known, m y Dear, tho much againft my Will ; but fince it is fo, 'twould be in vain for us to deny it longer. Leon. Then, Sir, I a m your' Wife ? I fell in love with you, and marry'd you without m y Father's Knowledge ? Lor. I dare not be fo vain to think 'twas Love ; I humbly a m content to owe the Blefling to your Gene-rofity; you faw the Pains I fuffer'd for your fake, and in Compaftion eas'd 'em. Leon. I did, Sir ! Sure this exceeds all human Impudence. [4&fe. Lop. Truly, I think it does. She'd make an incomparable Actrefs. + Lor* The M I S T A K E . rot Lor.. I begin to be furpriz'd, Madam, at your car. rying this thing fo far; you fee there's no occafion fir not my fault. ^ * *** "* tM 7°u ™s Lop. My Mailer's! no, 'twas I did it: Why what a Buftle's here ? 1 knew things would go well, a nd fo they do, if Folks would let 'em. But if Ladies will be in their Merriments, when Gentlemen are upon ferious Bufinefs, why what a deux can one fay to 'em ? Leo. I fee this Fellow is to be an Evidence in your Plot, where you hope to drive, it is hard to guefs / for if any thing can exceed its Impudence, it is its Folly. A noble Stratagem indeed to win a Lady by ! I cou'd be diverted with it, but that I fee a Face of Villany requires a rougher Treatment: I cou'd almoft, methinks, forget m y Sex, and be m y own Avenger. Lor. Madam, I a m furpriz'd beyond »H-Lop. Pray, Sir, let m e come to her ; you are fo furpriz'd, you'll make nothing on't; She wants a little fnubbing. Look you, Madam, I have feen many a pleafant Humour amongft Ladies, but you out-cut them all. Here's Contradiction with a vengeance ; you han't been married eight and forty Hours, and you are flap at your Husband's Beard already : Why, do you confider who he is ? - Who this Gentleman is ? And what he can do by Law ? Why, he can lock you up knock you Anmn. t[t vou Neck and Heels Lor. Forbear, youinfolent Villain, you. [Offering to firi\e him. Leo. That for what's paft however. [Giving him a Box o' th' Ear. Lop. I think fhe gave m e a Box o' th' Ear ; ha 1 [Exit Leonora. Sir, will you fuffer your old Servants to be us'd thus by new Comers ? It's a fhame, a mere fhame : Sir, will you take a poor Dog's Advice for once ? She denies fhe's married to you: Take her at her word ; you have feen fome of her Humours,. , • • Jet her go. Ah. |