[He seems to court her to pull off her
Vizard: she refuses. Ang. I can endure no more- nor is it fit to
interrupt him; for if I do, my Jealousy has so destroy'd my Reason,- I
shall undo him- Therefore I'll retire. And you Sebastian [To one of
her Bravoes] follow that Woman, and learn who 'tis; while you tell the
Fugitive, I would speak to him instantly. [To the other Bravo. [Exit.
[This while Flor. is talking to Belvile, who stands sullenly. Fred.
courting Valeria. Val. Prithee, dear Stranger, be not so sullen; for
tho you have lost your Love, you see my Friend frankly offers you
hers, to play with in the mean time. Belv. Faith, Madam I am sorry I
can't play at her Game. Fred. Pray leave your Intercession, and mind
your own Affair, they'll better agree apart; he's a model Sigher in
Company, but alone no Woman escapes him. Flor. Sure he does but rally-
yet if it should be true- I'll tempt him farther- Believe me, noble
Stranger, I'm no common Mistress- and for a little proof on't- wear
this Jewel- nay, take it, Sir, 'tis right, and Bills of Exchange may
sometimes miscarry. Belv. Madam, why am I chose out of all Mankind to
be the Object of your Bounty? Val. There's another civil Question
askt. Fred. Pox of's Modesty, it spoils his own Markets, and hinders
mine. Flor. Sir, from my Window I have often seen you; and Women of
Quality have so few opportunities for Love, that we ought to lose
none.
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