es of thee. Get thee hence, thou old Geneva
testament: thou art a part of the ceremonial law, and hast been
abolished these twenty years.
_Saint._ All this is nothing, sir. I am privy to your plots: I'll
discover them to Mr Limberham, and make the house too hot for you.
_Wood._ What, you can talk in the language of the world, I see!
_Saint._ I can, I can, sir; and in the language of the flesh and devil
too, if you provoke me to despair: You must, and shall be mine, this
night.
_Wood._ The very ghost of queen Dido in the ballad.[10]
_Saint._ Delay no longer, or--
_Wood._ Or! you will not swear, I hope?
_Saint._ Uds-niggers but I will; and that so loud, that Mr Limberham
shall hear me.
_Wood._ Uds-niggers, I confess, is a very dreadful oath. You could lie
naturally before, as you are a fanatic; if you can swear such rappers
too, there is hope of you; you may be a woman of the world in time.
Well, you shall be satisfied, to the utmost farthing, to-night, and in
your own chamber.
_Saint._ Or, expect to-morrow--
_Wood._ All shall be atoned ere then. Go, provide the bottle of clary,
the Westphalia ham, and other fortifications of nature; we shall see
what may be done. What! an old woman must not be cast away.
[_Chucks her._
_Saint._ Then, verily, I am appeased.
_Wood._ Nay, no relapsing into verily; that is in our bargain. Look
how she weeps for joy! It is a good old soul, I warrant her.
_Saint._ You will not fail?
_Wood._ Dost thou think I have no compassion for thy gray hairs? Away,
away; our love may be discovered: We must avoid scandal; it is thy own
maxim. [_Exit_ SAINTLY.
They are all now at ombre; and Brainsick's maid has promised to send
her mistress up.
_Enter_ PLEASANCE.
That fury here again!
_Pleas._ [_Aside._] I'll conquer my proud spirit, I am resolved on it,
and speak kindly to him.--What, alone, sir! If my company be not
troublesome; or a tender young creature, as I am, may safely trust
herself with a man of such prowess, in love affairs--It wonnot be.
_Wood._ So! there is one broadside already: I must sheer off.
[_Aside._
_Pleas._ What, you have been pricking up and down here upon a cold
scent[11]; but, at last, you have hit it off, it seems! Now for a fair
view at the wife or mistress: up the wind, and
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