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The second Scœne.
Enter Mris. Tongall , by the right Scœne.Ralph.
Pray Master, know you hereabouts any convenient
Lodgings?
Tong.
Many Sir, for convenient persons.
Dungw.
Of credit, and unsuspicious.
Tong.
It is not in my understanding; wherefore the
satisfaction I can give you will be doubtfull. I know none
of my neighbours better then my selfe. I have as handsome
Lodgings as any are in Covent Garden: my fore-roomes
have a faire prospect, and my back-roomes a
sweet ayre.
Ralph.
Which is not usuall backwards.
Dung.
May we see them?
Tong.
If you please to let that Taverne receive you
till I have made them ready, I will returne and give you
notice.
Dung.
I'le sup there: shall I intreat your company?
Tong.
I shall be ready to fulfill your desires.
Dobs.
And we our bellies: hitherto, we have had but
a hungry journey of it.
Dungwell and Dobson goe forth by the left Scœne.
My friend, pray what's your Masters name?
Ralph.
What if it be not in my Commission to tell you?
Tong.
My demands are civill and for no hurt. I must
know before my house can give him entertainment.
Ralph.
But I must not tell you, till I have a mind to it.
You may be the agent to an Informer: doe you not correspond
with the Sumner and Apparitour, to keepe your
selfe off some deserv'd punishment.
Tong.
I am a patient bearer.
Ralph.
Not unlikely, I have heard there are many such
in Covent-Garden.
Tong.
I meane with your unmanerlinesse.
Ralph.
If a downe-right. Countrey thing will please
you.
Tong.
A downe-right! you make me blush.
Ralph.
This interest then, and—
Tong.
So Sir, the termes are not equall for such familiaritie.
Ralph.
Why then you must seeke you a more proportion'd
Schoole-master to enter you farther, and teach you
my Masters name. The Wine stayes, and I want it.
Tong.
Good friend stay a little, and tell me thy Masters
name.
Ralph.
What agen! Fare you well, I have forgot it.
Tong.
Nay, prethee friend: my knowledge of it may
much concerne his, or (if not) thy good. My daughter
Iynny's a handsome girle, he that pleaseth me best shall
have her.
Ralph.
I rather thinke hee shall have her that pleaseth
her best, else I shall doubt her for a woman. But how
can she concerne our goods? your instance.
Tong.
Nay, credit me upon my word, 'tis earnest.
Ralph.
A Womans word! 'tis not worth an ounce of
feathers. Besides, you may be under covert barne. Have
you not a Husband?
Tong.
Yes indeede.
What's his profession?
Tong.
An under-Lawyer, an Attourney.
Ralph.
His word may be taken in the terme for a gown-facing
or so: but to doe any man good, is worth a double
fee, if he performe it. Mistris, if you must know my Masters
name, goe to Carterton in the Countie of Sussex, and
there in the Church-Register you shall finde, that Roger
the sonne of Rowland Dungworth of Dirtall Farme in the
Parish of Carterton aforesaid, was baptised—But stay,
I'le know first if he be resolved to continue a Christian;
'tis ordinary to change names with religion. Besides, hee
means to be a Knight; and Dungworth will stink in the delicate
nostrils of a Lady: it may make the heraulds give
him a mock-coate with three kennell-rakers. Farewell
sweet Mistris, and if my Master chance to lie at your house,
I should be glad if I might lie over your Daughter.
Tong.
Farewell good friend. The Gentleman to lye at
my house! very good. I must project a profit out of
the accident; a new Gowne, or a Beaver, or some composition
with a bond of assurance, when I procure him a
good Wife. Perhaps hee shall have my Daughter Iynny.
Who would thinke this little body of mine were so busie
in stirring actions, Master Theodore Art-love!
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