Scene 15.
Now I have seen Madamoiselle la Belle, I perceive Fame gives more praise than Nature Beauty.
To some she doth.
Nay faith, for the most part, to all.
O Ladies, there is the greatest loss befallen me, that ever be∣fell man!
What loss?
Why Madamoiselle la Belle is gone.
How gone? Is she maried, or dead?
Faith she's as bad as dead to me, and worse than if she were maried: for if she were a Wife, there would be some hopes; but her careful Father hath carry'd her away into the Country, being jealous of the much company that came to visit her.
It seems he knew she was apt to be catch'd, that he durst not trust her: But how came you to receive a greater loss than the rest of the Masculine Visiters?
Because I had greater hopes than I perceive the rest had.
Why, had you a design to get her for a Wife?
No faith, mine was a better design, which was to get her for a Mistris.
But it was likely she would never have been your Mistris.
It was likely she would have been my Mistris: for she was fair and foolish, kind and toyish, and had an inviting Eye.
Why you may follow her into the Country.
No, the City is so well stored, as I shall not need to put my self to that trouble, as to journey after her.