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Frank. Why, you were not A witness to it.
Sir Ar. I conceive; and thenHis land confirm'd, thou wilt acquaint him tho
roughly With all that's past.
Frank. I mean no less.
Frank. Alas, sir,
. Sir Ar. Draw thyself the letter, I'll put my hand to’t.
hand to't. I commend thy policy, Thou’rt witty, witty, Frank; nay, nay, 'tis fit: Dispatch it.
Frank. I shall write effectually. [Exit. Sir Ar. Go thy way, cuckoo !-have I caught
the young man ? One trouble then is freed. He that will feast At other's cost, must be a bold-faced guest.-
Enter WINNIFREDE in a riding-suit.
Win, I have heard the news, all now is safe; The worst is past: thy lip, wench! (kisses her.)
I must bid Farewell, for fashion's sake; but I will visit
thee Suddenly, girl. This was cleanly carried ; Ha! was't not, Win?
Win. Then were my happiness, That I in heart repent I did not bring him The dower of a virginity. Sir, forgive me; I have been much to blame: had not my laun
dress Given way to your immoderate waste of virtue, You had not with such eagerness pursued The error of your goodness.
Sir Ar. Dear, dear Win,
Win. What to do?
loves, Our secret game.
Win. Oh, blush to speak it further.
Sir Ar. I for trial?
Win. Can you name
4 Win. Then were my happiness, &c.] I can do nothing with this speech, which, in several parts of it, appears little better than mere jargon. The laundress,” and the “immoderate waste of virtue” of Sir Arthur are either fragments of lost lines, or ridiculous corruptions of the original ; perhaps both.
That syllable of good, and yet not tremble
any visitation, That brings not with it pity for the wrongs Done to abused Thorney, my kind husband; If you infect mine ear with any breath That is not thoroughly perfumed with sighs For former deeds of lust; may I be curs’d Even in my prayers, when I vouchsafe To see or hear you! I will change my life, From a loose whore to a repentant wife. Sir Ar. Wilt thou turn monster now? art not
asham’d After so many months to be honest at last? Away, away ! fie on't!
Win. My resolution Is built upon a rock. This very day Young Thorney vow'd, with oaths not to be
doubted, That never any change of love should cancel The bonds in which we are to either bound, Of lasting truth : and shall I then for my part Unfile the sacred oath set on record In Heaven's book ?" Sir Arthur, do not study
s Let me resolve you :] i.e. assure you : the word occurs in a similar sense, p. 459.
Unfile the sacred oath set on record
In Heaven's book.] This expression smacks a little too much of the writer's profession ; yet this must be termed a beautiful scene, and a very happy opening of the plot, and some of the chief characters.
To add to your lascivious lust, the sin
me leave To weep and pray
for your conversion?
Win. None that I'll send for
gage As ever cozen'd knight; I'm glad I am rid of her. Honest! marry hang her! Thorney is my debtor; I thought to have paid him too; but fools have fortune.
; SCENE II.-- Edmonton. A Room in CARTER'S
Enter Old THORNEY and CARTER.
Thor. You offer, master Carter, like a gentleman; I cannot find fault with it, 'tis so fair.
Car. No gentleman I, master Thorney; spare the mastership, call me by my name, John Carter. Master is a title my father, nor his before him, were acquainted with; honest Hertfordshire yeomen; such an one am I; my word and my deed shall be proved one at all times. I mean to give you no security for the marriage-money.
Thor. How! no security ? although it need not so long as you live; yet who is he has surety of his life one hour? Men, the proverb says, are mortal; else, for my part, I distrust you not, were the sum double. Car. Double, treble, more or less, I tell
you, master Thorney, I'll give no security. Bonds and
. bills are but terriers to catch fools, and keep lazy knaves busy; my security shall be present payment. And we here, about Edmonton, hold
present payment as sure as an alderman's bond in London, master Thorney.