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Show f t^2 The MISTAKE. Alv. Well, Gentlemen, thus far you fee I have heard all with Patience ; have you Content ? Or h o w much farther do you defign to go with this Bufinefs ? Lop. W h y truly, Sir, I think w e are near at a ftand. Alv. 'Tis time, you Villain you. Lop. W h y and I a m a Villain now, if every word I've fpoke be not as true as .as the Gazette: And your Daughter's no better than a a a whim-fical young W o m a n , for making Difputes among Gentlemen. And if every body had their Deferts, fhe'd have a good 1 won't fpeak it out to inflame Reckonings ; but let her go, Mafter. Alv. Sir, I don't think it well to fpend any more words with your impudent and villanous Servant here. Lop. Thank you, Sir : but I'd let her go. Alv. Nor have I more to fay to you than this, that you muft not think fo daring an Affront to m y Family can go long unrefented. Farewel. [Exit Alvarez, Lor. Well,Sir, what have you to fay for your felf now? Lop. W h y , Sir, I have only to fay, that l a m a very unfortunate middle-a«'d M a n ; and that I believe all the Stars upon Heav'n and Earth have been concern'd in m y Deftiny. Children n o w unborn will hereafter fing m y Downfal in mournful Lines, and Notes of doleful T u n e : I a m at prefent troubled in Mind, Def-pair around m e , fignify'd in appearing Gibbets, with a great Bundle of Dog-whips by way of Preparation. I theiefore will go feck fome Mountain high, If high enough fome Mountain may be found, With diftant Valley, dreadfully profound, And from the horrid ClifF-look calmly all around. Farewel. (Afide. Lor. N o , Sirrah : I'll fee your wretched End my felf. Die here, Villain. [Drawing his Sword* Lop. I can't, Sir, if anybody looks upon me. Lor. Away, you trifling Wretch ; but think not to efcape, for thou fhalt have thy Recompence. [Exit Lorenzo. Solus, The MISTAKE. J9J Solus. Lop. W h y , what a mifchievous Jade is this, to make fuch an Uproar m a Family the firft D ay of her Mar-riage ? W h y m y Mafter won't fo much as get a Honev- Moon out of her,; Igad let her go. If fhe be thus in her foft and tender Youth, fhe'll be rare Company at threefcore: Weil, he may do as he pleafes, but were fhe m y Dear, I'd let her go Such a Foot at her Tail, 1 d make the Truth bounce out at her Mouth, like a Pellet out of a Pot-gun. [Exit* ACT IV. SCENE I. Enter Camillo and Ifabella. Ifab. 3^T"t I S an unlucky Accident indeed. j£ Cam. Ah Ifabella I Fate has n o w deter* min'd m y Undoing. This thing can ne'er end here, Leonora and Lorenzo muft foon come to fome Explanation ; the Difpute is too monftrous to pafs over, without further Enquiry, which muft difcover all, and what will be the Confequence, I tremble at; for whether D on Alvarez knows of the Impofture, or whether he is de-ceiv'd with the reft of the World, when once it breaks out, and the Confequence is the Lofs of that great Wealth he n o w enjoys by it, what muft become of m e I All paternal Affections then muft ceafe, and regarding m e as an unhappy Inftrument in the Trouble which will then o'erload him, he will return m e to m y humble Birth, and then I'm loft for ever. For what, alas! will the deceiv'd Lorenzo fay ? A Wife, with neither Fortune, Birth, nor Beauty, inftead of one moft plenteoufly endow'd with all. O h Heay'ns! What a Sea of Mife-ry I have before m e ! Ifab. Indeed you reafon right, but thefe Reflections are ilhtim'd ; why did you not employ them fooner? Vol. II. I Cam |