SCENE I.
SIR Antony not being able to wait upon you in Person, as design'd, has desir'd me his Friend—
Sir, your most humble Servant.
To shew you the way.
I'll shew my good Breeding, and follow you.
The Lady is at present in private; when she has dispatch'd her own Bu∣siness, she'll be ready for yours.
Then she's a Woman of Business.
And of Dispatch too, Sir: If you love Pictures, there's a Gallery will take up your Thoughts till the Lady's at leisure to employ 'em better. I'll let her know you're here.
How Ceremony disguises any thing! I can't take this civil Gentle∣man for a Pimp, tho' I have Occasion for him; nor this House for a Bawdy∣house, tho' I have a mind to make it one. Wou'd Sir Antony were here, to