Volume Ii Part 55 (2/2)

_Charl_. If I find all this true you tell me, I shall know how to value my self and those that love me.--This may be yet a Rascal.

_Enter Maid_.

_Maid_. Mistress, Mr. _Wilding's_ below.

[_Exit_.

_Fop_. Below! Oh, Heaven, Madam, do not expose me to his Fury, for being too zealous in your Service.

[_In great Disorder_.

_Charl_. I will not let him know you told any thing, Sir.

_Fop_. Death! to be seen here, would expose my Life.

[_To_ Clacket.

Mrs. _Clack_. Here, here, step out upon the Stair-case, and slip into my Chamber.

[_Going out, returns in fright_.

_Fop_. Owns, he's here; lock the Door fast; let him not enter.

Mrs. _Clack_. Oh, Heavens, I have not the Key! hold it, hold it fast, sweet, sweet Mr. _Foppington_. Oh, should there be Murder done, what a Scandal wou'd that be to the House of a true Protestant!

[_Knocks_.

_Charl_. Heavens! what will he say or think, to see me shut in with a Man?

Mrs. _Clack_. Oh, I'll say you're sick, asleep, or out of Humour.

_Charl_. I'd give the World to see him. [_Knocks_.

_Wild_. [_Without_,] _Charlot, Charlot_! am I deny'd an entrance? By Heaven, I'll break the Door.

[_Knocks again_; Fop. _still holding it_.

_Fop_. Oh, I'm a dead Man, dear Clacket! [_Knocking still_.

Mrs. _Clack_. Oh, hold, Sir, Mrs. _Charlot_ is very sick.

_Wild_. How, sick, and I kept from her!

Mrs. _Clack_. She begs you'll come again an Hour hence.

_Wild_. Delay'd! by Heaven, I will have entrance.

_Fop_. Ruin'd! undone! for if he do not kill me, he may starve me.

Mrs. _Clack_. Oh, he will not break in upon us! Hold, Sir, hold a little; Mrs. _Charlot_ is just--just--s.h.i.+fting her self, Sir; you will not be so uncivil as to press in, I hope, at such a Time.

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