Nor there had not been that one, if she had had to do with
anything but astrologers, uncle. That makes my aunt go abroad.
FORE. How, how? Is that the reason? Come, you know something;
tell me and I'll forgive you. Do, good niece. Come, you shall have
my coach and horses--faith and troth you shall. Does my wife
complain? Come, I know women tell one another. She is young and
sanguine, has a wanton hazel eye, and was born under Gemini, which
may incline her to society. She has a mole upon her lip, with a
moist palm, and an open liberality on the mount of Venus.
ANG. Ha, ha, ha!
FORE. Do you laugh? Well, gentlewoman, I'll--but come, be a good
girl, don't perplex your poor uncle, tell me--won't you speak? Odd,
I'll -
SCENE IV.
[To them] SERVANT.
SERV. Sir Sampson is coming down to wait upon you.
ANG. Good-bye, uncle--call me a chair. I'll find out my aunt, and
tell her she must not come home.
FORE. I'm so perplexed and vexed, I'm not fit to receive him; I
shall scarce recover myself before the hour be past. Go nurse, tell
Sir Sampson I'm ready to wait on him.
NURSE. Yes, sir,
FORE. Well--why, if I was born to be a cuckold, there's no more to
be said--he's here already.
SCENE V.
FORESIGHT, and SIR SAMPSON LEGEND with a paper.
SIR SAMP. Nor no more to be done, old boy; that's plain--here 'tis,
I have it in my hand, old Ptolomey, I'll make the ungracious
prodigal know who begat him; I will, old Nostrodamus.
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