Volume Ii Part 76 (2/2)
_Bet_. I think she did, Sir.
Sir _Tim_. I do not like that: What need has she to think of Heaven upon her Wedding-day?
_Dia_. Marriage is a sort of Hanging, Sir; and I was only making a short Prayer before Execution.
Sir _Tim_. Oh, is that all? Come, come, we'll let that alone till we're abed, that we have nothing else to do.
[_Takes her Hand_.
_Dia_. Not much, I dare swear.
Sir _Tim_. And let us, Fair one, haste; the Parson stays; besides, that heap of Scandal may prevent us--I mean, my Nephew.
_Dia_. A Pox upon him now for naming _Wilding_.
[_Weeps_.
Sir _Tim_. How, weep at naming my ungracious Nephew? Nay, then I am provok'd--Look on this Head, this wise and Reverend Head; I'd have ye know, it has been taken measure on to fit it to a Crown, d'ye see.
_Dia_. A Halter rather. [_Aside_.
Sir _Tim_. Ay, and it fits it too: and am I slighted, I that shall receive Billet-Doux from Infanta's? 'tis most uncivil and impolitick.
_Dia_. I hope he's mad, and then I reign alone. [_Aside_.
Pardon me, Sir, that parting Tear I shed indeed at naming _Wilding_, Of whom my foolish Heart has now ta'en leave, And from this Moment is intirely yours.
[_Gives him her Hand, they go out followed by_ Betty.
SCENE IV. _Changes to a Street_.
_Enter_ Charlot, _led by_ Foppington, _follow'd by Mrs_. Clacket.
_Char_. Stay, my Heart misgives me, I shall be undone.
--Ah, whither was I going?
[_Pulls her Hand from_ Fop.
_Fop_. Do, stay till the News arrives that he is married to her that had his Company to night, my Lady _Galliard_.
_Char_. Oh! Take heed lest you sin doubly, Sir.
_Fop_. By Heaven, 'tis true, he past the Night with her.
_Char_. All night! what cou'd they find to do?
Mrs. _Clack_. A very proper Question; I'll warrant you they were not idle, Madam.
_Char_. Oh, no; they lookt and lov'd and vow'd and lov'd, and swore eternal Friends.h.i.+p--Haste, haste, and lead me to the Church, the Altar; I'll put it past my Power to love him more.
_Fop_. Oh, how you charm me!
[_Takes her by the Hand_.
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