y, and exit._

CANTWELL. Oh, the wickedness of this wicked world! [_Exit after her._

LOVEYET. Why, this is just as it should be now;--I think business goes on
finely.

MARIA. You will not think so, much longer. [_Aside._

LOVEYET. By my body, I am as merry as a cricket;--an't you,
Maria? For my part, I feel so well pleased, I could find in my
heart to--to do as you have done;--[_To CHARLES._] cou'dn't you,
my love? [_To MARIA._

MARIA. Yes, sir.

LOVEYET. Oh, you dear little rogue! With whom, eigh, with whom?--Don't
be bashful,--tell them.--I know she means me. [_Aside._

MARIA. I beg to be excused from telling that, sir; but I will tell you who
it is I would _not_ have.

LOVEYET. Aye, that's him.--[_Aside, looking at FRANKTON._]--Well, who is it
you won't have, Maria, who is it?

MARIA. You, sir. [_Emphatically._

LOVEYET. Me, eigh?--me--me, Maria?

CHARLES. Preposterous infatuation!

LOVEYET. D----'d, wanton, treacherous jilt!
[_Walks about discomposed._

MARIA. You have jilted yourself, sir;--nothing but excess of dotage and
self-conceit could have let you impose on yourself in such a manner.

FRANKTON. And may I then hope--

MARIA. Hope?--Oh, yes, sir;--you have my permission to _hope_ for anything
you please.

CHARLES. And you, madam, the disposition to gratify his hopes, I fancy.

LOVEYET. I fancy you lie, sir; and you sha'n't have Harriet, for your
impertinence.

CHARLES. Excuse me, father;--it is not in your power to prevent that;--the
happy deed is already executed.

LOVEYET. 'Zounds! that's true!--and, what is still worse, the other deed is
executed too.--Fire and fury! All is lost, for the sake of that inveigling,
perfidious young Syren. Ugh, ugh, ugh.

TRUEMAN. [_Burlesquing what LOVEYET has said in a former scene._] "'Sdeath,
sir! I tell you I am but two and forty years old: she sha'n't be more than
thirty odd, sir; and she shall be ten years younger than I am too.--A man
of five and forty, old, forsooth!" Ha, ha, ha.

LOVEYET. Perdition! Is this what I have come to at last?--Despis'd,--
betray'd,--laugh'd at,--supplanted by a puppy,--[_Pointing to FRANKTON_]--
trick'd out of my money by a graceless, aristocratic son,--I--I'll--I'll
go hang myself.

[_Exit in a passion._