 | Washington |  |
42
Scene 3.
—A narrow slip of road or lane. Enter at opposite points, dressed for travel, meeting and passing each other, Timothy and Rachel. They turn back.Timothy.
A pretty mess you've got me into, girl,
By tittletattling.
Rachel.
I? who tittletattled?
Timothy.
Why, what you told me I have told the General,
And—
Rachel.
So 'twas you that tittletattled, then?
Timothy.
Ay, but I only said what I'd been told.
Rachel.
And that's the way all gossip gets abroad:
O Master Timothy, I'm ashamed of you
To charge poor innocent me with tittletattle,
When you were tittletattling all the while.
Timothy.
Well, Rachel, say no more; let us part friends;
I got enough, I tell you, from the General,
So, make it up; I'm going; just one kiss.
43
One kiss indeed!
Timothy.
Then, Rachel, I'll take two!
Rachel.
Adone:—Now, Timothy I must be gone,
My mistress waits; there,—well then I'll forgive you,
(They kiss again)
Now don't go tittletattling about me.
Exeunt opposite.
| Washington | |