_Car._ I guess where; but you need not be shy of me any more, thy master and I are no longer rivals; I have yielded up the cause; the lady will have it so, so I submit. _Lop._ Is it possible, Sir, shall I then live to see my master and you friends again? _San._ Yes; and what's better, thou and I shall be friends too. There will be no more fear of Christian bloodshed. I give thee up _Jacinta_; she's a slippery hussy, so master and I are going to match ourselves elsewhere. _Lop._ But is it possible, Sir, your honour should be in earnest? I'm afraid you are pleased to be merry with your poor humble servant. _Car._ I'm not at present much dispos'd to mirth, my indifference in this matter is not so thoroughly form'd; but my reason has so far master'd my passion, to shew me 'tis in vain to pursue a woman whose heart already is another's. 'Tis what I have so plainly seen of late, I have rous'd my resolution to my aid, and broke my chains for ever. _Lop._ Well, Sir, to be plain with you, this is the joyfullest news I have heard this long time; for I always knew you to be a mighty honest gentleman, and good faith it often went to the heart o' me to see you so abused. Dear, dear have I often said to myself (when they have had a private meeting just after you have been gone)---- _Car._ Ha! _San._ Hold, Master, don't kill him yet. [_To ~Car.~ aside._ _Lop._ I say I have said to myself, what wicked things are women, and what pity it is they should be suffer'd in a Christian country; what a shame they should be allow'd to play Will-in-the-wisp with men of honour, and lead them thro' thorns and briars, and rocks, and rugged ways, 'till their hearts are all torn to pieces, like an old coat in a fox-chace; I say, I have said to myself---- _Car._ Thou hast said enough to thyself, but say a little more to me: Where were these secret meetings thou talk'st of? _Lop._ In sundry places, and by divers ways; sometimes in the cellar, sometimes in the garret, sometimes in the court, sometimes in the gutter; but the place where the kiss of kisses was given was---- _Car._ In Hell. _Lop._ Sir! _Car._ Speak, fury, what dost thou mean by the kiss of kisses? _Lop._ The kiss of peace, Sir, the kiss of union; the kiss of consummation. _Car._ Thou ly'st, villain. _Lop._ I don't know but I may, Sir,----What the Devil's the matter now? [_Aside._ _Car._ There's not a word of truth in all thy cursed tongue has utter'd. _Lop._ No, Sir, I----I----believe there is not. _Car._ Why then didst thou say it, wretch? _Lop._ O----only in jest. Sir. _Car._ I am not in a jesting condition. _Lop._ Nor I at present, Sir. _Car._ Speak then the truth, as thou wouldst do it at the hour of death. _Lop._ Yes, at the gallows, and be turn'd off as soon as I've done. [_Aside._