 | The Elder Brother |  |
Scena Prima.
Enter Lewis, Angellina, Sylvia, Notary.Lewis.
This is the day, my Daughter Angellina, the happy,
that must make you a Fortune, a large and
full one, my care has wrought it, and yours must be as great
to entertain it. Young Eustace is a Gentleman at all points,
and his behaviour affable and courtly, his person excellent,
I know you find that, I read it in your eyes, you like his
youth; young handsome people should be match'd together,
then follows handsome Children, handsome fortunes; the
most part of his Father's Estate, my Wench, is ti'd in a
jointure, that makes up the harmony; and when ye are
married, he's of that soft temper, and so far will be chain'd
to your observance, that you may rule and turn him as
you please. What, are the Writings drawn on your side,
Sir?
Not.
They are, and here I have so fetter'd him, that if
the Elder Brother set his hand to, not all the power of Law
shall e'er release him.
Lew.
These Notaries are notable confident Knaves, and
able to do more mischief than an Army. Are all your Clauses
sure?
Not.
Sure as proportion; they may turn Rivers sooner
than these Writings.
Lew.
Why did you not put all the Lands in, Sir?
Not.
'Twas not condition'd; if it had been found, it
had been but a fault made in the Writing; if not found, all
the Land.
Lew.
These are small Devils, that care not who has mischief,
so they make it; they live upon the meer scent of
dissention. 'Tis well, 'tis well; are you contented, Girl?
for your will must be known.
Ang.
A Husband's welcome, and as an humble Wife I'le
entertain him; no Sovereignty I aim at, 'tis the man's, Sir;
for she that seeks it, kills her husbands honour: The Gentleman
I have seen, and well observ'd him, yet find not that
grac'd excellence you promise; a pretty Gentleman, and
he may please too, and some few flashes I have heard come
from him, but not to admiration as to others: He's young,
and may be good, yet he must make it, and I may help, and
help to thank him also. It is your pleasure I should make him
mine, and 't has been still my duty to observe you.
Lew.
Why then let's go, and I shall love your modesty.
To Horse, and bring the Coach out, Angellina; to morrow
you will look more womanly.
Ang.
So I look honestly, I fear no eyes, Sir.
[Exeunt.
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