L. FOP. Ay! ay! we'll all come.
L. EA. Then pray let's change parties a little. My Lord Foppington, you shall squire me.
L. FOP. Oh! you do me honor, madam. 535
L. BET. My Lord Morelove, pray let me speak with you.
L. MO. Me, madam?
L. BET. If you please, my lord.
L. MO. (aside). Ha! that look shot through 540 me! what can this mean?
L. BET. This is no proper place to tell you what it is, but there is one thing I'd fain be truly answered in: I suppose your be at my Lady Easy's by and by, and if you'll give me leave there ----- 545
L. MO. If you please to do me that honor, madam, I shall certainly be there.
L. BET. That's all, my lord.
L. MO. Is not your ladyship for walking?
L. BET. If your lordship dares venture with 550 me.
L. MO. (taking her hand). Oh, madam! (Aside.) How my heart dances; what heavenly music's in her voice, when softened into kindness.
L. BET. (aside). Ha! his hand trembles -- 555 Sir Charles may be mistaken.
L. FOP. My Lady Graveairs, you won't let Sir Charles leave us?
L. GRA. No, my lord, we'll follow you. (To SIR CHARLES.) Stay a little. 560
SIR CHA. I thought your ladyship designed to follow 'em.
L. GRA. Perhaps I'd speak with you.
SIR CHA. But, madam, consider we shall certainly be observed. 565
L. GRA. Lord, sir! If you think it such a favor -----! Exit hastily.
Is she gone? Let her go; [faith, boys, I care not;
I'll not sue after her, I dare not, I dare not.]1
The scene continues.
Enter SIR CHARLES and LORD MORELOVE.
SIR CHA. Come a little this way! -- my Lady Graveairs had an eye upon me as I stole off, and I'm apprehensive will make use of any opportunity to talk with me.
L. MO. Oh, we are pretty safe here. Well, 5 you were speaking of Lady Betty.
SIR CHA. Ay, my lord -- I say, notwithstanding all this sudden change of her behavior, I would not have you yet be too secure of her, for, between you and 1, since, as I told you, I have professed my 10 self an open enemy to her power with you, 'tis not impossible but this new air of good humor may very much proceed from a little woman's pride of convincing me you are not yet out of her power.
L. MO. Not unlikely: but still, can we make 15 no advantage of it?
SIR CHA. That's what I have been thinking of. Look you! -- death! my Lady Graveairs!
L. MO. Hal! She will have audience, I find.
SIR CHA. There's no avoiding her. The truth 20 is, I have owed her a little good nature a great while -- I see there is but one way of getting rid of her ----- I must ev'n appoint her a day of payment at last. If you'll step into my lodgings, my lord, I'll just give her an answer and be with you in a moment. 25
L. MO. Very well, I'll stay there for you.
Exit LORD MORELOVE.
Enter LADY GRAVEAIRS on the other side.
L. GRA. Sir Charles!
SIR CHA. Come, come, no more of these reproachful looks! You'll find, madam, I have deserved better of you than your jealousy imagines. Is 30 it a fault to be tender of your reputation? -- fie! fie! This may be a proper time to talk, and of my contriving, too -- you see I just now shook off my Lord Morelove on purpose.
L. GRA. May I believe you? 35
SIR CHA. Still doubting my fidelity, and mistaking my discretion for want of good nature.
L. GRA. Don't think me troublesome -- for I confess 'tis death to think of parting with you. Since the world sees, for you I have neglected 40 friends and reputation, have stood the little insults of disdainful prudes that envied me, perhaps, your friendship, have borne the freezing looks of near and general acquaintance -- since this is so, don't let 'em ridicule me, too, and say my foolish vanity un 45 did me; don't let 'em point at me as a cast mistress.
SIR CHA. You wrong me to suppose the thought; you'll have better of me when we meet. When shall you be at leisure?
L. GRA. I confess I would see you once again; 50 if what I have more to say prove ineffectual, perhaps it may convince me then 'tis my interest to part with you. Can you come tonight?
SIR CHA. You know we have company, and I'm afraid they'll stay too late. Can't it be before 55 supper? What's o'clock now?____________________