_Ber._ To do what? _Wor._ To hoodwink _Amanda_ with a Gallant, that she mayn't see who is her Husband's Mistress. _Ber._ [_Aside._] He has reason: The Hint's a good one. _Wor._ Well, Madam, what think you on't? _Ber._ I think you are so much a deeper Politician in these Affairs than I am, that I ought to have a very great regard to your Advice. _Wor._ Then give me leave to put you in mind, that the most easy, safe, and pleasant Situation for your own Amour, is the House in which you now are; provided you keep _Amanda_ from any sort of Suspicion. That the way to do that, is to engage her in an Intrigue of her own, making yourself her Confidante. And the way to bring her to intrigue, is to make her jealous of her Husband in a wrong place; which the more you foment, the less you'll be suspected. This is my Scheme, in short; which if you follow as you shou'd do, (my dear _Berinthia_) we may all four pass the Winter very pleasantly. _Ber._ Well, I could be glad to have nobody's Sins to answer for but my own. But where there is a Necessity-- _Wor._ Right! as you say, where there is a Necessity, a Christian is bound to help his Neighbour. So, good _Berinthia_, lose no time, but let us begin the Dance as fast as we can. _Ber._ Not till the Fiddles are in tune, pray, Sir. Your Lady's Strings will be very apt to fly, I can tell you that, if they are wound up too hastily. But if you'll have patience to skrew them to a pitch by degrees, I don't doubt but she may endure to be play'd upon. _Wor._ Ay, and will make admirable Musick too, or I'm mistaken; but have you had no private Closet Discourse with her yet about Males and Females, and so forth, which may give you hopes in her Constitution; for I know her Morals are the Devil against us. _Ber._ I have had so much Discourse with her, that I believe were she once cur'd of her fondness to her Husband, the Fortress of her Virtue wou'd not be so impregnable as she fancies. _Wor._ What! she runs, I'll warrant you, into that common Mistake of fond Wives, who conclude themselves virtuous, because they can refuse a Man they don't like, when they have got one they do. _Ber._ True, and there I think 'tis a presumptuous thing in a Woman to assume the Name of Virtuous, till she has heartily hated her Husband, and been soundly in love with somebody else. Whom if she has withstood--then--much good may it do her! _Wor._ Well, so much for her Virtue. Now, one word of her Inclinations, and every one to their Post. What Opinion do you find she has of me? _Ber._ What you cou'd wish; she thinks you handsome and discreet. _Wor._ Good, that's thinking half Seas over. One Tide more brings us into Port. _Ber._ Perhaps it may, tho' still remember, there's a difficult Bar to pass. _Wor._ I know there is, but I don't question I shall get well over it, by the help of such a Pilot. _Ber._ You may depend upon your Pilot, she'll do the best she can; so weigh Anchor, and be gone as soon as you please.