And if we chance to love still, there's a difference, your Hours
of Love are like the Deeds of Darkness, and mine like cheerful Birds
in open Day. Aria. You may, you have no Honour to lose. La Nu. Or if I
had, why should I double the Sin by Hypocrisy? [Lucia squeaks within,
crying, help, help. Aria. Heavens, that's Lucia's Voice. Beau. Hah,
more caterwauling? Enter Lucia in haste. Luc. Oh, Madam, we're undone;
and, Sir, for Heaven's sake do you retire. Beau. What's the matter?
Luc. Oh you have brought the most villainous mad Friend with you- he
found me sitting on a Bank- and did so ruffle me. Aria. Death, she
takes Beaumond for the Stranger, and will ruin me. Luc. Nay, made love
so loud, that my Lord your Father-in-law, who was in his Cabinet,
heard us from the Orange-Grove, and has sent to search the Garden- and
should he find a Stranger with you- do but you retire, Sir, and all's
well yet. [To Beaumond. Aria. The Devil's in her Tongue. [Aside. Luc.
For if Mr. Beaumond be in the House, we shall have the Devil to do
with his Jealousy. Aria. So, there 'tis out. Beau. She takes me for
another- I am jilted every where- what Friend?- I brought none with
me. -Madam, do you retire- [To La Nuche. La Nu. Glad of my Freedom
too- [Goes out. [A clashing of Swords within. Enter Willm. fighting,
prest back by three or four Men, and Abevile, Aria.
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