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Mar. I never had more mind to be gone
life. Miran. Come along then ; if we fail in the voyage, thank yourself for taking this ill-starr'd gentleman on board.
Sir Geo. That vessel ne'er can unsuccessful prove,
[Exit Sir George and Miranda. Mar. Tyty ti, tyty ti. [Steals off the other way.
Re-enter Sir GEORGE. Sir Geo. Marplot ! Marplot!
Mar. entering. ] Here! I was coming, Sir George. Lord, cann't you let one tie up one's garter. [Exeunt.
ACT V. SCENE I.
Enter MIRANDA, PATCH, and Scentwell.
Miranda. Well, Patch, I have done a strange bold thing; my fate is determin'd, and expectation is no more. Now to avoid the impertinence and roguery of an old man,
I have thrown myself into the extravagance of a young one; if he should despise, slight, or use me ill, there's no remedy from a husband but the grave, and that's a terrible sanctuary to one of my age and constitution.
Patch. Ol fear not, madam ; you'll find your ac
count in sir George Airy; it is impossible a man of sense should use a woman ill endued with beauty, wit, and fortune. It must be the lady's fault if she does not wear the unfashionable name of wife easy, when nothing but complaisance and good humour is requisite on either side to make them happy.
Miran. I long till I am out of this house, lest any accident should bring my guardian back. Scentwell, put my best jewels into the little casket, slip them into thy pocket, and let us march off to sir Jealous's.
Scent. It shall be done, madam. [Exit Scent.
Patch. Sir George will be impatient, madam. If their plot succeeds we shall be well receiv’d; if not, he will be able to protect us. Besides, I long to know how my young lady fares.
Miran. Farewell old Mammon, and thy detested walls ! 'Twill be no more sweet sir Francis! I shall be compell’d the odious task of dissembling no longer to get my own, and coax him with the wheedling names of my precious, my dear, dear gardy! O Heav'ns!
Enter Sir FRANCIS behind. Sir Fran. Ah, my sweet chargy! don't be frighted: [She starts] but thy poor Gardy has been abus'd, cheated, fool'd, betray'd ; but nobody knows by whom.
Miran. Undone, past redemption !
Sir Fran. What! won't you speak to Chargy?
Miran. I am so surpriz'd with joy to see you I know not what to say.
Sir Fran. Poor dear girl! But do you know that my son, or some such rogue, to rob or murder me, or both, contrived this journey? for upon the road I met my neighbour Squeezum well, and coming to Town.
Miran. Good lackl good lack! what tricks are there in this world!
Enter ScentWELL with a diamond necklace in her hand,
not seeing Sir FRANCIS. Scent. Madam, be pleas'd to tie this necklace on, for I cann't get into the
[Seeing sir Fran. Miran. The wench is a fool I think I cou'd you not have carried it to be mended without putting it in the box?
Sir Fran. What's the matter?
Miran. Only, dearee! I bid her, I bid her Your ill-usage has put every thing out of my head. But won't you go, Gardy, and find out these fellows, and have them punished ? and, and
Sir Fran. Where should I look for them, child ? no, I'll sit me down contented with my safety, nor stir out of my own doors till I go with thee to a parson.
Miran. aside.] If he goes into his closet I am ruin'd. Oh bless me! in this fright I had forgot Mrs. Patch.
Patch. Ay, madam, and I stay for your speedy
Miran. aside.] I must get him out of the house. Now assist me, Fortune !
Sir Fran. Mrs. Patch I I profess I did not see you: how dost thou do, Mrs. Patch ? Well, don't you repent leaving my Chargy? Patch. Yes, every body must love her-but I come
-Madam, what did I come for my invention is at the last ebb.
[ Aside to Miranda. Sir Fran. Nay, never whisper, tell me.
Miran. She came, dear Gardy! to invite me to her lady's wedding, and you shall go with me, Gardy; 'tis to be done this moment, to a Spanish merchant. Old sir Jealous keeps on his humour; the first minute he sees her the next he marries her.
Sir Fran. Ha, ha, ha, ha! I'd go if I thought the sight of matrimony wou'd tempt Chargy to perform her promise. There was a smile, there was a consenting look, with those pretty twinklers, worth a million ! 'Ods-precious! I am happier than the Great Mogul, the Emperor of China, or all the potentates that are not in wars. Speak, confirm it, make nie leap out of my skin.
Miran. When one has resolved, 'tis in vain to stand shilly-shally. If ever I marry, positively this is my wedding day.
Sir Fran. Oh! happy, happy man-Verily I will beget a son the first night shall disinherit that dog Charles. I have estate enough to purchase a barony, and be the immortalizing the whole family of the Gripes.
Miran. Come then, Gardy, give me thy hand; let's to this house of Hymen.
My choice is fix’d, let good or ill betide.
Sir Fran. The joyful bridegroom I,
Enter Sir JEALOUS, meeting a Servant. Seru. Sir, here's a couple of gentlemen inquire for you ; one of them calls himself Signior Diego Babinetto.
Sir Jeal. Hal Signior Babinetto! admit 'em instantly-joyful minute ; I'll have my daughter marry'd to-night.
Enter CHARLES in a Spanish habit, with Sir George
dressed like a merchant. Sir Jeal. Senhor, beso las manos: vuestra merced es muy bien venido en esta tierra.
Cha. Senhor, soy muy humilde, y muy obligado cryado de vuestra merced: mi padre embia a vuestra merced, los mas profondos de sus respetos; y a commissionado este mercadel Ingles, de concluyr un ne-gocio, que me haze el mas dichoss hombre del mun. do, haziendo me su yerno.
Sir Jeal. I am glad on', for I find I have lost much of my Spanish. Sir, I am your most humble servant. Signior Don Diego Babinetto has informed me that you are commissioned by signior Don Pedro, &c. his worthy father