Volume Iii Part 70 (1/2)

Sir _Cau_. 'Tis that I wou'd be glad to know, Sir.

_Enter _d.i.c.k.

Sir _Feeb_. Here, _d.i.c.k_, remember I've brought back your Master's Watch; next time he sends for me o'er Night, I'll come to him in the Morning.

Sir _Cau_. Ha, ha, ha, I send for you! Go home and sleep, Sir--Ad, and ye keep your Wife waking to so little purpose, you'll go near to be haunted with a Vision of Horns.

[_Exit_ d.i.c.k.

Sir _Feeb_. Roguery, Knavery, to keep me from my Wife--Look ye, this was the Message I receiv'd.

[_Tells him seemingly_.

_Enter_ Bredwel _to the Door in a white Sheet like a Ghost, speaking to_ Gayman _who stands within_.

_Bred_. Now, Sir, we are two to two, for this way you must pa.s.s or be taken in the Lady's Lodgings--I'll first adventure out to make you pa.s.s the safer, and that he may not, if possible, see Sir _Cautious_, whom I shall fright into a Trance, I am sure.

And Sir _Feeble_, the Devil's in't if he know him. [_Aside_.

_Gay_. A brave kind Fellow this.

_Enter_ Bredwel _stalking on as a Ghost by them_.

Sir _Cau_. Oh--undone,--undone; help, help;--I'm dead, I'm dead.

[_Falls down on his Face; Sir_ Feeble _stares,--and stands still_.

_Bred_. As I could wish. [_Aside, turns_.

Come on, thou ghastly thing, and follow me.

_Enter_ Gayman _like a Ghost, with a Torch_.

Sir _Cau_. Oh Lord, oh Lord!

_Gay_. Hah!--old Sir _Feeble Fainwou'd_--why, where the Devil am I?

--'Tis he:--and be it where it will, I'll fright the old Dotard for cozening my Friend of his Mistress. [_Stalks on_.

Sir _Feeb_. Oh, guard me,--guard me--all ye Pow'rs! [_Trembling_.

_Gay_. Thou call'st in vain, fond Wretch--for I am _Bellmour_,

_Whom first thou robb'st of Fame and Life, And then what dearer was,--his Wife_.

[_Goes out, shaking his Torch at him_.

Sir _Cau_. Oh Lord--oh Lord!

_Enter L_. Fulbank _in an undress, and_ Pert _undrest.

L. _Ful_. Heavens, what noise is this?--So he's got safe out I see--hah, what thing art thou? [_Sees Sir _Feeble_ arm'd_.