her.
Are all my hopes of a new Woman banisht? [Aside.
--Egad, if I don't fit thee for this, hang me.
--Madam, I have found out the Plot.

_Hell._ Oh Lord, what does he say? am I discover'd now?

_Will._ Do you see this young Spark here?

_Hell._ He'll tell her who I am.

_Will._ Who do you think this is?

_Hell._ Ay, ay, he does know me.-- Nay, dear Captain, I'm undone if you
discover me.

_Will._ Nay, nay, no cogging; she shall know what a precious Mistress I
have.

_Hell._ Will you be such a Devil?

_Will._ Nay, nay, I'll teach you to spoil sport you will not make.--
This small Ambassador comes not from a Person of Quality, as you
imagine, and he says; but from a very errant Gipsy, the talkingst,
pratingst, cantingst little Animal thou ever saw'st.

_Ang._ What news you tell me! that's the thing I mean.

_Hell._ Wou'd I were well off the place.-- If ever I go a
Captain-hunting again.--
[Aside.

_Will._ Mean that thing? that Gipsy thing? thou may'st as well be
jealous of thy Monkey, or Parrot as her: a German Motion were worth a
dozen of her, and a Dream were a better Enjoyment, a Creature of
Constitution fitter for Heaven than Man.

_Hell._ Tho I'm sure he lyes, yet this vexes me. [Aside.

_Ang._ You are mistaken, she's a Spanish Woman
Made up of no such dull Materials.

_Will._ Materials! Egad, and she be made of any that will either
dispense, or admit of Love, I'll be bound to continence.

_Hell._ Unreasonable Man, do you think so? [Aside to him.

_Will._ You may Return, my little Brazen Head, and tell your Lady, that
till she be handsom enough to be belov'd, or I dull enough to be
religious, there will be small hopes of me.

_Ang._ Did you not promise then to marry her?

_Will._ Not I, by Heaven.

_Ang._ You cannot undeceive my fears and torments, till you have vow'd
you will not marry her.

_Hell._ If he swears that, he'll be reveng'd on me indeed for all my
Rogueries.

_Ang._ I know what Arguments you'll bring against me, Fortune and
Honour.

_Will._ Honour! I tell you, I hate it in your Sex; and those that fancy
themselves possest of that Foppery, are the most impertinently
troublesom of all Woman-kind, and will transgress nine Commandments to
keep one: and to satisfy your Jealousy I swear--

_Hell._ Oh, no swearing, dear Captain-- [Aside to him.

_Will._ If it were possible I should ever be inclin'd to marry, it
should be some kind young Sinner, one tha