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ACT V. SCENE 1.

A Room in sir John Belfare's House .

Enter BELFARE .

Bel. Whither art fled, Gratiana? that I can
Converse with none to tell me thou art still
A mortal? taken hence by miracle?
Though angels should entice her hence to heaven,
She was so full of piety to her father,
She would first take her leave.

Enter ISAAC and a Physician.

Isaac . There he is, sir: he cannot choose but talk idly, for he has not slept since the last great mist.
Phys. Mist?

ACT IV. SCENE I.

A Room in justice Landby's House .

Enter MILLISCENT and GRATIANA .

Mil. 'Tis his command to whom I owe all service,
I should attend you.
Gra. Thou art too diligent.
I prithee leave me.
Mil. I should be unhappy
To be offensive in my duty; yet
Had I no charge upon me, I should much
Desire to wait.
Gra. On me?
Mil. I know not why;
Your sorrow does invite me.
Gra. Thou art too young
To be acquainted with it.
Mil. I know it would not
Become my distance to dispute with you,

ACT III. SCENE I.

Beauford's Lodgings .

Enter BEAUFORD and captain LANDBY .

Capt. L. You amaze me, Beauford; Gratiana false?
I shall suspect the truth of my conception,
And think all women monsters: though I never
Lov'd with that nearness of affection
To marry any, yet I mourn they should
Fall from their virtue; why may not Marwood
Injure her goodness?
Beau. What, and damn his soul?
Shall I think any with his dying breath
Would shipwreck his last hope? He mix'd it with

ACT II. SCENE I.

A Room in sir John Belfare's House .

Enter CARDONA and ISAAC .

Car. To the tailor's man, run!
Isaac. To the tailor's man? why not to his master?
Car. The wedding-clothes not brought home yet! fie, fie!
Isaac. Who would trust a woman's tailor? take measure so long before of a gentlewoman, and not bring home his commodity? there's no conscience in't!
Car. The arrant shoemaker, too.

ACT I. SCENE I.

A Room in sir John Belfare's House .

Enter BELFARE , and ISAAC his man; Servants pass
over the stage with provision .

Bel. Well done, my masters, you bestir yourselves; I see we shall feast to-morrow.
Ser. Your worship shall want no woodcocks at the wedding.
Isaac . Thou hast as many a thou canst carry, and thirteen to the last dozen.
Bel. Isaac.
Isaac . Sir.
Bel. Have you been careful to invite those friends you had direction for?

ACT V. SCENE I.

The Street before Richley's House .

Enter RICHLEY , TREEDLE , and Worthy .

Treed. So, now we have got a license, I would see who dares marry your daughter besides myself. Is she come from the Exchange yet?
Wor. Not yet, sir.

Enter a Messenger.

Mes. Your servant Brains remembers his duty in this paper.
Rich. Letters!
Treed. Letters! let me read them.
Rich. Your patience, sir.

ACT IV. SCENE I.

Aimwell's Lodgings .

Enter AIMWELL and Sensible .

Aim . Can this be true?
Sens . As I have faith to heaven.
Aim . Take this, and this, [and this,] for thy sweet story.
Thou hast entranced me with thy language: laden
With my despairs, like a distressed bark
I gave myself up lost in the imagin'd
Tempest; but at point of striking
Upon a rock, what a celestial gale
Makes my sails swell with comfort! and enforcing
My ship into the channel, I do feel it

ACT III. SCENE I.

Sir George Richley's House . Violetta's bedchamber .

As the curtain rises Brains is discovered, with a paper in his hand .

Bra . Sure this is it, my mistress and her maid are both fast still, I have watched under the bed all night, to rob her pocket of this paper, and I have done it. Some fellow, at this opportunity, would have wriggled himself into one of their flesh.
Vio . Who's there? Sensible?
Bra . Death! her tongue is awake already.
Vio . Who's in the chamber?

ACT II. SCENE I.

Croydon. — A Room in sir Nicholas Treedle's House .

Enter TREEDLE and a Servant.

Treed . Where's Mar-text, my chaplain?
Ser . He is newly walked out of his meditation in the kitchen, into the garden.
Treed . Bid him read prayers in the dining-room.
Ser . Before your worship come?
Treed . I will not pray to day. — Dost hear? Bid my tutor come down to me.
Ser . Which of them?

ACT I. SCENE I.

London. — The Garden of Worthy's House .

Enter sir GEORGE RICHLEY , Worthy , and WHIBBLE .

Wor . So soon after dinner?
Rich . I am engaged, and must away; excuse me, brother.
Wor . Well, make ready his horse.
Whib . His worship's pad shall be prepared. — If your gelding be not ready in a minute, your worship shall ride me.
Rich . I shall
Not need to urge your care upon my daughter,
On whom, next the devotion of my soul
To heaven, all my desires and thoughts reflect:
I leave her to your trust,