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SCENE II.

Sir Oliver's Dining-Room.
Enter Sir Joslin and Servant severally.
Sir Jos.
How now old Boy! where's my
Brother Cockwood to day?

Serv.
He desires to be in private Sir.

Sir Jos.
Why? what's the matter, Man?

Serv.
This is a day of Humiliation, Sir,
With him for last nights transgression.

Sir Jos.
I have bus'ness of consequence to impart
To him, and must and will speak with him—
So, ho! Brother Cockwood?

Sir Oliver
without.
Who's that, my Brother Jolly?

Sir Jos.
The same, the same, come away, Boy.

Sir Oliver
without.
For some secret reasons
I desire to be in private, Brother.

Sir Jos.
I have such a design on foot as would
Draw Diogenes out of his Tub to follow it:
Therefore I say, come away, come away.

Sir Oliver
entring in a Night-Gown and Slippers.
There is such a strange
Temptation in thy voice,
Never stir.

Sir Jos.
What in thy Gown and Slippers yet! why,
Brother, I have bespoke Dinner, and engag'd
Master Rake-hell, the little smart Gentleman I have
Often promis'd thee to make thee acquainted
Withal, to bring a whole Bevy of Damsels
In Sky, and Pink, and Flame-colour'd Taffeta's.
Come, come, dress thee quickly, there's to be
Madam Rampant, a Girl that shines, and will drink
At such a rate, she's a Mistress for Alexander, were
He alive agen.

Sir Oliv.
How unluckily this falls out! Thomas,
What Cloaths have I to put on?

Serv.
None but your Pentiential Suit,
Sir, all the rest are secur'd.

Sir Oliv.
Oh unspeakable misfortune! that I
Should be in disgrace with my Lady now!

Sir Jos.
Come, come, never talke of Cloaths,
Put on any thing, thou hast a person and a
Mine will bear it out bravely

Sir Oliv.
Nay, I know my behavior will show
I am a Gentleman; but yet the Ladies
Will look scurvily upon me, Brother.

Sir Jos.
That's a Jest i'faith! He that has Terra firma
In the Country, may appear in any thing before 'em.
Hay Boy—

Sir Oliv.
I vow thou hast such a bewitching
Way with thee!

Sir Jos.
How lovely will the Ladies look when
They have a Beer-glass in their hands!

Sir Oliv.
I now have a huge mind to venture;
But if this should come to my Ladies knowledge.

Sir Jos.
I have bespoke Dinner at the Bear, the
Privat'st place in Town: There will be
No Spies to be betray us, if Thomas be but secret,
I dare warrant thee, Brother Cockwood.

Sir Oliv.
I have always found Thomas very
Faithful; but faith 'tis too unkind, considering
How tenderly my Lady loves me.

Sir Jos.
Fy, fy, a Man, and kept so much under
Correction by a Busk and a Fan!

Sir Oliv.
Nay, I am in my Nature as valiant
As any man, when once I set out; but i'faith I
Cannot but think how my dear Lady will be
Concern'd when she comes home and misses me.

Sir Jos.
A Pox upon these Qualms.

Sir Oliv.
Well, thou hast seduc'd me;
But I shall look so untowardly.

Sir Jos.
Again art thou at it? in, in, and make
All the haste that may be, Rake-hell and the
Ladies will be there before us else.

Sir Oliv.
Well, thou art an errant Devil—hey—
For the Ladies, Brother Jolly.

Sir Jos.
Hey for the Ladies, Brother Cockwood.

[Exit singing—For he that wou'd, &c.