whom you oftener disoblige than please by that very
|care. Oh, that sons could know the duty to a||180|
|HUMPH, Sir, your pain arises, not from the||185|
|will -- do everything you ought to expect.||190|
SIR J. BEV. He won't take all this money with this girl. For aught I know, he will, forsooth, have much moderation as to think he ought not to force his liking for any consideration.
|HUMPH. He is to marry her, not you; he is||195|
SIR J. BEV. I know not what to think. But I know nothing can be more miserable than to be in this doubt. Follow me; I must come to some resolu
BEVIL JUNIOR'S lodgings.
Enter TOM and PHILLIS.
TOM. Well, madam, if you must speak with Mr. Myrtle, you shall; he is now with my master in the library.
PHIL. But you must leave me alone with him, for
|he can't make me a print, nor I so handsomely||5|
TOM. It will be very decent, indeed, for me to retire and live my mistress with another man!
|PHIL. He is a gentleman and will treat one||10|
TOM. I believe so; but, however, I won't be far off, and therefore will venture to trust you. I'll call him to you. Exit TOM.
|PHIL. what a deal of pother and sputter hem||15|
Enter MYTRTLEand TOM.
|Oh, sir! You and Mr. Bevil are fine gentle-||25|
|MYRT. Tom has been telling -- but what is||30|
PHIL. What is to be done? -- when a man can't come at his mistress! Why, can't you fire our house, or the next house to us, to make us run out, and you
MYRT. How, Mrs. Phillis!
PHIL. Ay; let me see that rogue deny to fire a house, make a riot, or any other little thing, when there were no other way to come at me!
|TOM. I am obliged to you, madam!||40|
PHIL. Why, don't we hear every day of people's hanging themselves for love, and won't they venture the hazard of being hanged for love? Oh! were I a man --
|MYRT. What manly thing would you have||45|
PHIL. Only be at once what, one time or other, you may be, and wish to be, or must be.
|MYRT. Dear girl, talk plainly to me, and||50|
PHIL. Ay, ay -- I mean no more than to be an old man; I saw you do it very well at the masquerade.
|In a word, old Sir Geoffry Cimberton is every||55|
|as when in the heat of youth.||60|
TOM. Come, to the business, and don't keep the gentleman in suspense for the pleasure of being courted, as you serve me.
PHIL. I saw you at the masquerade act such a one
|to perfection. Go and put on that very habit,||65|
|Do not hesitate, but come thither; they will||70|
|you had as good be for ever if you lose this op||75|
MYRT. My dear Phillis!
(Catches and kisses her, and gives her money.)
PHIL. O fie! my kisses are not my own; you have
|committed violence; but I'll carry 'em to the||80|
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Publication information: Book title: British Dramatists from Dryden to Sheridan. Contributors: George Henry Nettleton - Editor, Arthur Eillicot Case - Editor. Publisher: Boston ; Houghton Mifflin company,.. Place of publication: Boston; New York. Publication year: 1939. Page number: 465.
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