Oh! Hell. To see your Face no more-
Will. Oh! Hell. Till to morrow. Will. Egad you frighted me. Hell. Nor
then neither, unless you'l swear never to see that Lady more. Will.
See her!- why! never to think of Womankind again? Hell. Kneel, and
swear. [Kneels, she gives him her hand. Hell. I do, never to think- to
see- to love- nor lie with any but thy self. Hell. Kiss the Book.
Will. Oh, most religiously. [Kisses her Hand. Hell. Now what a wicked
Creature am I, to damn a proper Fellow. Call. Madam, I'll stay no
longer, 'tis e'en dark. [To Flor. Flor. However, Sir, I'll leave this
with you- that when I'm gone, you may repent the opportunity you have
lost by your modesty. [Gives him the Jewel, which is her Picture, and
Ex. he gazes after her. Will. 'Twill be an Age till to morrow,- and
till then I will most impatiently expect you- Adieu, my dear pretty
Angel. [Ex. all the Women. Belv. Ha! Florinda's Picture! 'twas she her
self- what a dull Dog was I? I would have given the World for one
minute's discourse with her.- Fred. This comes of your Modesty,- ah
pox on your Vow, 'twas ten to one but we had lost the Jewel by't.
Belv. Willmore! the blessed'st Opportunity lost!- Florinda, Friends,
Florinda! Will. Ah Rogue! such black Eyes, such a Face, such a Mouth,
such Teeth,- and so much Wit! Belv.
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