Volume Ii Part 104 (1/2)

_Gal_. But when I came to the matter then in debate, she was for honourable Love forsooth, and wou'd not yield, no marry wou'd she, not under a Licence from the Parson of the Parish.

_Jul_. Who was it, prithee? 'twere a good Deed to be so reveng'd on her.

_Gal_. Pox on her; no, I'm sure she's a d.a.m.n'd Gipsy, for at the same time she had her Lovers in reserve, lay hid her Bed-chamber.

_Lau_. 'Twas that he took unkindly, And makes me guilty of that rude Address.

_Fil_. Another Lover had she?

_Gal_. Yes, our c.o.xcomb Knight Buffoon, laid by for a relis.h.i.+ng Bit, in case I prov'd not season'd to her Mind.

_Lau_. Hah, he knew him then.

_Gal_. But d.a.m.n her, she pa.s.ses with the Night, the Day will bring new Objects.

_Fil_. Oh, do not doubt it, _Frank_.

_Lau_. False and Inconstant! Oh, I shall rave, _Silvio_-- [_Aside to Sil_.

_Enter_ Cornelia _in Man's Clothes with a Letter_.

_Cor_. Here be the Cavaliers: give me, kind Heaven, but hold of him; and if I keep him not, I here renounce my Charms of Wit and Beauty--Signiors, is there a Cavalier amongst ye, call'd _Fillamour_?

_Fil_. I own that Name; what wou'd you, Sir?

_Cor_. Only deliver this, Signior.

[Fil. _goes aside, opens his Lanthorn, and reads_, Jul. _and_ Gal. _talk aside_.

_Fil_. [Reads.] _I'll only tell you I am Brother to that Marcella whom you have injured, to oblige you to meet me an Hour hence, in the_ Piazo Despagnia: _I need not say with your Sword in your hand, since you will there meet_ Julio Sebastiano Morosini!

--Hah! her Brother sure return'd from Travel. [_Aside_.

--Signior,--I will not fail to answer it as he desires.

[_To_ Cornelia.

I'll take this Opportunity to steal off undiscover'd.

[_Aside going out_.

_Cor_. So, I've done my Sister's Business; now for my own.

_Gal_. But, my good Friend, pray what Adventure have you been on to night.

_Jul_. Faith, Sir, 'twas like to have prov'd a pleasant one, I came just now from _Silvianetta_, the fair young Curtezan.

_Cor_. Hah! what said the Man--came from me! [_Aside_.

_Gal_. How, Sir, you with _Silvianetta!_ when?

_Jul_. Now, all the dear live-long Night.