he beats
all that do but ask him a Question, and is in such an Humour--

_Ped._ Who is't has met with this ill usage, Sir?

_Belv._ A Friend of ours, whom you must see for Mirth's sake. I'll
imploy him to give _Florinda_ time for an escape.
[Aside.

_Ped._ Who is he?

_Belv._ A young Countryman of ours, one that has been educated at so
plentiful a rate, he yet ne'er knew the want of Money, and 'twill be a
great Jest to see how simply he'll look without it. For my part I'll
lend him none, and the Rogue knows not how to put on a borrowing Face,
and ask first. I'll let him see how good 'tis to play our parts whilst I
play his-- Prithee, _Fred._ do go home and keep him in that posture till
we come.
[Exeunt.

Enter _Florinda_ from the farther end of the Scene, looking behind
her.

_Flor._ I am follow'd still-- hah-- my Brother too advancing this way,
good Heavens defend me from being seen by him.
[She goes off.

Enter _Willmore_, and after him _Valeria_, at a little distance.

_Will._ Ah! There she sails, she looks back as she were willing to be
boarded, I'll warrant her Prize.
[He goes out, _Valeria_ following.

Enter _Hellena_, just as he goes out, with a Page.

_Hell._ Hah, is not that my Captain that has a Woman in chase?-- 'tis
not _Angelica._ Boy, follow those People at a distance, and bring me an
Account where they go in.-- I'll find his Haunts, and plague him every
where.-- ha-- my Brother!
[Exit Page.
[_Bel._ _Wil._ _Ped._ cross the Stage: _Hell._ runs off.

_Scene changes to another Street. Enter _Florinda_._

_Flor._ What shall I do, my Brother now pursues me.
Will no kind Power protect me from his Tyranny?
--Hah, here's a Door open, I'll venture in, since nothing can be worse
than to fall into his Hands, my Life and Honour are at stake, and my
Necessity has no choice.
[She goes in.

Enter _Valeria_, and _Hellena's_ Page peeping after _Florinda_.

_Pag._ Here she went in, I shall remember this House. [Exit Boy.

_Val._ This is _Belvile's_ Lodgings; she's gone in as readily as if she
knew it-- hah-- here's that mad Fellow again, I dare not venture in--
I'll watch my Opportunity.
[Goes aside.

Enter _Willmore_, gazing about him.

_Will._ I have lost her hereabouts-- Pox on't she must not scape me so.
[Goes out.

_Scene changes to _Blunt's_ Chamber, discovers him sitting on a Couch
in his Shirt and Drawers, reading._