Beauf▪
No more than they have occasion to think I dare answer for 'em—but, Madam, you will not be so inhumane, to go away with∣out giving me leasure to express my self a little; 'tis just like giving a Man a strong Cordial to fetch him to a minutes life, that afterwards he may die in more torture.
Isabell.
If Life were concern'd, Sir, perhaps I might be more mer∣ciful; but, yours is but a kind of Mungrel Epilepsie, a Politick Fit, Sir—and you Gallants use it, as Beggars do counterfeit Scars, only to procure pitty, which having, you laugh at us. Wou'd there was order taken that you might be whipt for every such offence.
Brainw.
How, whipt▪ 'sbud, I hope 'tis not come to that; come, good Sir, come away.
Beauf.
Peace, Rascal —but, Madam, do but hear me a little.
Isabell.
Not a word, Sir; the times are alter'd: and, heaven for∣give us what is past: it shall be my endeavor to procure it.
Brainw.
Amen— well, I am glad 'tis no worse—this shows the woman has some Religion in her however.
Isabell.
To which purpose I will go every morning to the Chap∣pel, and desire, in my Devotions, to be free from impertinent lew'd Company: and then return home, and, like a true Wife, spend all the rest of the day in my Melancholy Appartment, and my Nights in the Bed of Honor.
Exit, smiling on Beauford.
Beauf.
To the Chappel —very well; I understand ye faith —the Devil's in't if I do not thrive at this rate—this is the second As∣signation I have made within this hour, and luckily with my two quondam Mistrisses that I was in quest of—Olivia I had design'd to profit by, but, it seems, I have been undermin'd by treachery; but, Sirrah, this last was mine for pleasure—who now is also Married, and, no doubt, a great comfort to her Husband.
Brain.
A very great Comfort—a Whore is a very great Com∣fort to her husband without doubt.
Beauf.
Sirrah, no bug words, there was no Whoredom in the Case; no, faith, I'll say that for her, she never took a penny of Money.
Brainw.
Oh, oh; then 'tis another case if she took no money: 'tis impossible she should be a Whore, if she took no Money; ha, ha —
Beauf.
Ay, Rascal, 'tis unreasonable that terme should be given her: but, a pox, I have forgot one material thing, to know her Hus∣bands Name; but, no matter, I shall know all when I meet her in the Chappel to morrow. I am resolv'd to venture thither, though I am afraid the Dogs will bark me out again; and, by that means, let the Congregation know, how much I am a stranger to the place.
Brainw.
Sir, the truth is, I ever thought your Religion, and the Courage of a Town-Bully, were very like; for, you care no more for the Church, without the design of making an Intrigue there, then he cares to fight with a resolute Fellow, when he h••s the conveni∣ence of running away from him.