BELL. I am amazed to find him here. How has he the face to come near you?
DOR. (aside). Here is fine work towards! I never was at such a loss before. 300
BELL. One who makes a public profession of breach of faith and ingratitude -- I loathe the sight of him.
DOR. [aside]. There is no remedy; I must submit to their tongues now, and some other time bring 305 myself off as well as I can.
BELL. Other men are wicked; but then, they have some sense of shame. He is never well but when he triumphs -- nay, glories to a woman's face in his villainies. 310
LOV. You are in the right, Bellinda, but methinks your kindness for me makes you concern yourself too much with him.
BELL. It does indeed, my dear. His barbarous carriage1 to you yesterday made me hope you 315 ne'er would see him more, and the very next day to find him here again, provokes me strangely. But because I know you love him, I have done.
DOR. You have reproached me handsomely, and I deserve it for coming hither; but -- 320
PERT. You must expect it, sir. All women will hate you for my lady's sake.
DOR. (aside to BELLINDA). Nay, if she begins too, 'tis time to fly; I shall be scolded to death else. (Aloud.] I am to blame in some circumstances, 325 I confess; but as to the main, I am not so guilty as you imagine. I shall seek a more convenient time to clear myself.
LOV. Do it now. What impediments are here?
DOR. I want time, and you want temper. 330
LOV. These are weak pretenses.
DOR. You were never more mistaken in your life; and so farewell. DORIMANT flings off.
LOV. Call a footman, Pert, quickly; I will have him dogged. 335
PERT. I wish you would not, for my quiet and your own.
LOV. I'll find out the infamous cause of all our quarrels, pluck her mask off, and expose her bare- faced to the world! (Exit PERT.] 340
BELL. (aside). Let me but escape this time, I'll never venture more.
LOV. Bellinda, you shall go with me.
BELL. I have such a heaviness hangs on me with what I did this morning, I would fain go home 345 and sleep, my dear.
LOV. Death and eternal darkness! I shall never sleep again. Raging fevers seize the world and make mankind as restless all as I am!
Exit MRS. LOVEIT.
BELL. I knew him false and helped to make 350 him so. Was not her ruin enough to fright me from the danger? It should have been, but love can take no warning. Exit BELLINDA.
Enter MEDLEY, YOUNG BELLAIR, LADY TOWNLEY, EMILIA, and [SMIRK, a) Chaplain.
MED. Bear up, Bellair, and do not let us see that repentance in thine we daily do in married faces.
L. TOWN. This wedding will strangely surprise my brother when he knows it.
MED. Your nephew ought to conceal it for 5 a time, madam; since marriage has lost its good name, prudent men seldom expose their own reputations till 'tis convenient to justify their wives.
O. BELL. (without). Where are you all there?
Out, a dod! will nobody hear? 10
L. TOWN. My brother! Quickly, Mr. Smirk, into this closet! you must not be seen yet.
[ SMIRK] goes into the closet.
Enter OLD BELLAIR and LADY TOWNLEY'S Page.
O. BELL. Desire Mr. Fourbe to walk into the lower parlor; I will be with him presently. (To YOUNG BELLAIR.) Where have you been, sir, you could 15 not wait on me to-day?
Y. BELL. About a business.
O. BELL. Are you so good at business? A dod, I have a business too, you shall dispatch out of hand, sir.--Send for a parson, sister; my 20 Lady Woodvill and her daughter are coming.
L. TOWN. What need you huddle up things thus?
O. BELL. Out a pize! youth is apt to play the fool, and 'tis not good it should be in their power.
L. TOWN. You need not fear your son. 25
O. BELL. H' has been idling this morning, and a dod, I do not like him. (To EMILIA.) How dost thou do, sweetheart?
EMIL. You are very severe, sir -- married in such haste. 30
O. BELL. Go to, thou'rt a rogue, and I will talk with thee anon. Here's my Lady Woodvill come.
Enter LADY WOODVILL, HARRIET, and BUSY.
-- Welcome, madam; Mr. Fourbe's below with the writings.
L. WOOD. Let us down and make an end then. 35
O. BELL. Sister, show the way. (To YOUNG BELLAIR, who is talking to HARRIET.) Harry, your business lies not there yet. -- Excuse him till we have done, lady, and then, a dod, he shall be for thee. Mr. Medley, we must trouble you to be a wit- 40 ness.____________________