Volume Iv Part 7 (2/2)

_Fan._ Gemini, Sister, does the Gentleman conjurer?

_Isab._ I know not, but I'm sure I never saw a more affected Fop.

_Maun._ O, a d.a.m.nable impertinent Fop! 'tis pity, for he's a proper Gentleman.

_Wit._ Well, if I do hold out, Egad, I shall be the bravest young Fellow in Christendom: But, Madam, I must kiss your Hand at present, I have some Visits to make, Devoirs to pay, necessities of Gallantry only, no Love Engagements, by _Jove_, Madam; it is sufficient I have given my Parole to your Father, to do him the honour of my Alliance; and an unnecessary Jealousy will but disoblige, Madam, your Slave.--Death, these Rogues see me, and I'm undone.-- [Exit.

Enter Lady _Fancy_, Lady _Knowell_, Sir _Credulous_ and _Lucretia_, with other Women and Men, _Roger_ attending.

L. _Kno._ _Isabella_, your Servant, Madam: being sensible of the insociable and solitary Life you lead, I have brought my whole Family to wait on your Ladys.h.i.+p, and this my Son _in Futuro_, to kiss your Hands, I beseech your Ladys.h.i.+p to know him for your humble Servant: my Son and your Nephew, Madam, are coming with the Musick too, we mean to pa.s.s the whole Day with your Ladys.h.i.+p:--and see they are here.

Enter _Lodwick_ pulling in _Wittmore_, _Leander_ with them.

_Lod._ Nay, since we have met thee so luckily, you must back with us.

_Wit._ You must excuse me, Gentlemen.

_Lod._ We'll shew you two or three fine Women.

_Wit._ Death, these Rogues will ruin me--but I have Business, Gentlemen, that--

_Lean._ That must not hinder you from doing Deeds of Charity: we are all come to t.e.e.ze my Uncle, and you must a.s.sist at so good a Work;--come, gad, thou shall make love to my Aunt.--I wou'd he wou'd effectually.

[Aside.

_Lod._ Now I think on't, what the Devil dost thou make here?

_Wit._ Here!--oh, Sir--a--I have a design upon the Alderman.

_Lod._ Upon his handsome Wife thou meanest; ah, Rogue!

_Wit._ Faith, no,--a--'tis to--borrow Mony of him; and as I take it, Gentlemen, you are not fit Persons for a Man of Credit to be seen with, I pa.s.s for a graver Man.

_Lod._ Well, Sir, take your Course--but, egad, he'll sooner lend thee his Wife than his Money.

[Exit _Wittmore_, they come in.

_Lean._ Aunt, I have taken the boldness to bring a Gentleman of my Acquaintance to kiss your Ladys.h.i.+p's Hands.

_Lod._ Thy Aunt!--death, she's very handsome.--Madam, your most humble Servant.

[Kisses the L. _Fan._

_Lean._ Prithee imploy this Fool, that I may have an opportunity to entertain thy Sister.

_Lod._ Sir _Credulous_, what, not a Word? not a Compliment? Hah,--be brisk, Man, be gay and witty, talk to the Ladies.

Sir _Cred._ Talk to 'em! why, what shall I say to 'em?

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