Do not
speak to me. Will. Not speak to you!- Egad, I'll speak to you, and
will be answered too. Belv. Will you, Sir? Will. I know I've done some
mischief, but I'm so dull a Puppy, that I am the Son of a Whore, if I
know how, or where- prithee inform my Understanding.- Belv. Leave me I
say, and leave me instantly. Will. I will not leave you in this
humour, nor till I know my Crime. Belv. Death, I'll tell you, Sir-
[Draws and runs at Will. he runs out; Belv. after him, Fred.
interposes. Enter Angelica, Moretta, and Sebastian. Ang. Ha-
Sebastian- Is not that Willmore? haste, haste and bring, him back.
Fred. The Colonel's mad- I never saw him thus before; I'll after 'em,
lest he do some mischief, for I am sure Willmore will not draw on him.
[Exit. Ang. I am all Rage! my first desires defeated For one, for
ought he knows, that has no Other Merit than her Quality,- Her being
Don Pedro's Sister- He loves her: I know 'tis so- dull, dull,
insensible- He will not see me now tho oft invited; And broke his Word
last night- false perjur'd Man! -He that but yesterday fought for my
Favours, And would have made his Life a Sacrifice To've gain'd one
Night with me, Must now be hired and courted to my Arms. Moret. I told
you what wou'd come on't, but Moretta's an old doating Fool- Why did
you give him five hundred Crowns, but to set himself out for other
Lovers? You shou'd have kept him poor, if you had meant to have had
any good from him.
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