Prev | Current Page 219 | Next

Behn, Aphra

"The Rover"

Shift. Come let's away,
your Uncle and the rest of the House are fast asleep, let's away e'er
the two Fools, Blunt and Fetherfool, arrive. Giant. Hang 'em,
Pigeon-hearted Slaves- Shift. A Clock- let's see what hour 'tis-
[Lifts up the Light to see, Feth. blows it out. -How! betray'd- I'll
kill the Villain. [Draws. Feth. Say you so, then 'tis time for me to
uncase. Shift. Have you your Lovers hid? [Gets out, all groping in the
dark, Feth. gets the Giant by the Hand. Giant. Softly, or we're
undone; give me your Hand, and be undeceiv'd. Feth. 'Tis she, now
shall I be reveng'd. [Leads her out. Shift. What, gone! Death, has
this Monster got the Arts of Woman? [Harl. meets him in the dark, and
plays tricks with him. [Ex. all. Enter Willmore and La Nuche by dark.
Will. Now we are safe and free, let's in, my Soul, and gratefully
first sacrifice to Love, then to the Gods of Mirth and Wine, my Dear.
[Ex. passing over the Stage. Enter Blunt with Petronella, imbracing
her, his Sword in his Hand, and a Box of Jewels. Pet. I was damnably
afraid I was pursu'd. [Aside. Blunt. Something in the Fray I've got,
pray Heaven it prove a Prize, after my cursed ill luck of losing my
Lady Dwarf: Why do you tremble, fair one?- you're in the Hands of an
honest Gentleman, Adshartlikins. Pet. Alas, Sir, just as I approacht
Seignior Doctor's Door, to have my self surrounded with naked Weapons,
then to drop with the fear my Casket of Jewels, which had not you by
chance stumbled on and taken up, I had lost a hundred thousand Crowns
with it.


Pages:
207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230