[Kisses her.
-so- now here's a Bargain made without the formal Foppery of Marriage.
La Nu. Nay, faith Captain, she that will not take thy word as soon as
the Parson's of the Parish, deserves not the Blessing. Will. Thou art
reform'd, and I adore the Change. Enter the Guardian, Blunt, and
Fetherfool. Guar. My Nieces stol'n, and by a couple of the Seignior's
Men! the Seignior fled too! undone, undone! Will. Hah, now's my Cue, I
must finish this Jest. [Goes out. Enter Shift and Giant, Hunt and
Dwarf. Guar. Oh impudence, my Nieces, and the Villains with 'em! I
charge ye, Gentlemen, to lay hold on 'em. Dwarf. For what, good Uncle,
for being so courageous to marry us? Guar. How, married to Rogues,
Rascals, John Potages! Blunt. Who the Devil wou'd have look'd for
jilting in such Hobgoblins? Feth. And hast thou deceiv'd me, thou foul
filthy Synagogue? Enter Willmore like a Mountebank as before. Blunt.
The Mountebank! oh thou cheating Quack, thou sophisticated adulterated
Villain. Feth. Thou cozening, lying, Fortune-telling, Fee-taking
Rascal. Blunt. Thou jugling, conjuring, canting Rogue! Will. What's
the matter, Gentlemen? Blunt. Hast thou the Impudence to ask, who took
my Money to marry me to this ill-favour'd Baboon? Feth. And me to this
foul filthy o'ergrown Chronicle? Blunt. And hast suffered Rogues, thy
Servants, to marry 'em: Sirrah, I will beat thee past Cure of all thy
hard-nam'd Drugs, thy Guzman Medicines.
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