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Show *4° The T>ifappointment; or, Jlph And for thy fake, may lift'ning Virgins find Their Lovers juft, as thy Alphonfoh kind. g * Erm. And you, w h o hear the Story of our Lives May you have all fuch Husbands -- * Alph. And fuch Wives. . rt A C T V. S C E N E L Enter Rogero, Angelline and Juliana. ***' WELL' ,ye11' ! am fatisfVU X love Reafon, an* r A 1-1 T - M lly P e r f w a d e d in the way of Reafon, or lo: A httle of it goes a great way with mej and when once I find it, w h y the Difpute's at an end.. 1 give jt ovtt I a m filent, not a Word, not a Syllable, M u m for me! ' Ang. Indeed you have heard the Truth of what I know. Jul. Nothing has been omitted. Rog. W h y very well You fee I a m fatisfy'd. But h o w the World may be miftaken in a Philofopherl Angelline! C o m e hither. Come, I muft take you to Task a little upon the Point, or fo. Nay, look thy natural Fa-ther in the Face, Child. W h y this fame Alphonfo looks like a vigorous Rogue upon occafion: He had thee alone, that he had: Pr'ythee h o w did he behave himfelf? Ha! what I warrant you, he kifs'd you. Ang. No, indeed! Rog. What did he not kifsyou? Putycuto the Squeak, or fo j tickle you, tumble you Or Ang. No, Sir, nothing of all thefe. Rog. W h y , what a Pox, neither kifs, tickle or tumble, fumble or mumble you? What, did he not offer you a Teftimony of his Manhood, Child? Ang. I do not underftand you! Rog. Nay, no Blufhes for the Matter! a Man-may do that in a civil w a y to fhew his Breeding, Child: That he ;may, and no harm done.---But for Alberto- i The M O T H E R in Fajhion. 141 Jul, Sir, may he do fo ? \ . . Rog. Ay, and be whipt thro' the Guts too for his Pains, Madam. ful. I hope not Co. • ... iog Nay, I fhould be forry for't: That's the truth on't. But I heard Alphonfo talk fomething fufpicioudy that way. Jul. O Sir, if you have Pity for Misfortune, Fly, and prevent this Mifckief: I have told you The Caufe of thefe Miftakes. Clara and I Have been to blame : But he is innocent. Rog. Nay, I a m eafily mollify'd : I Jove an honeft Whoremafter with all m y Heart, that I do; and as far as old Roger will go, by Jupiter, it fhall be at his Service. But we muft make hafte, that w e muft [Exeunt, SCENE changes to Alphonfo'/ Houfe. Enter Alphonfo and Erminia. Alph. You know my Purpofe : Therefore be advis'd, And manage this Defign with your beft Art; I know your Letter foon will bring him here ; 'Twill Conjure him, from his cool honeft Theughts, Into the warmer Circle of your Arms. Irm. Alas ! what means this Preparation? Alph. Ha ! What means that Queftion n o w ? Is this a Time ? Erm. If am doubted 1 Alph. If I were a Man, Or any thing, but a fond Woman's Fool, A Husband, Death ! you durft not trifle thus! Why will you drive m y Nature to extreams ? Would you not have m e fatisfy'd ? Erm I </ould. Alph. This is the only way. Erm. 1 reqr th'' Event. Alph. Th' Event, of what ? What isit that you fear I Hive you a Caufe of Fear ? Erm. |