Ay, ay, there I come in. "Know thy bliss, with rapture shake, Tremble o'er all thy numerous make; Speak in melting sounds my tears, Speak my joys, my hopes, my fears--" Which all depend upon me. "Thus force her, when from me she'd fly, By her own hand, like me, to die." Well, certainly nothing touches the heart of woman so much as poetry. I suppose the master is in the next room. 'Tis his hour; desire him to walk in. 'Twill make one's ears tingle, a song on one's self! [_Here the song is performed to a spinet._ Well, dost think, Lettice, my grave lover writ this fine thing--say'st thou? _Lett._ No, madam, nobody writes songs on those they are sure of. _Pen._ Sure of me! the insolent! _Lett._ Nay, I know no more but that he said he'd turn me away as soon as he had married you. _Pen._ 'Tis like enough; that's the common practice of your jealous-headed fellows. Well, I have a good mind to dress myself anew, put on my best looks, and send for him to dismiss him. I know he loves me. _Lett._ I never knew him show it but by his jealousy. _Pen._ As you say, a jealous fellow love! 'tis all mistake--'tis only for himself he has desires; nor cares what the object of his wishes suffers so he himself has satisfaction.--No, he has a gluttony, an hunger for me. _Lett._ An hunger for you! I protest, madam, if you'd let me be his cook, and make you ready, I'd poison him. But I'm glad Simon disobeyed you, and told the gentleman's servant who you were, and your lodging. _Pen._ Did the rogue do so? Call him hither. _Lett._ Simon, why Simon! _Enter_ SIMON. _Pen._ Sirrah, I find I must at last turn you off, you saucy fellow. Don't stand staring and dodging with your feet, and wearing out your livery hat with squeezing for an excuse, but answer me, and that presently. _Sim._ I will, madam, as soon as you ask me a question. _Pen._ Not afore then--Mr. Pert, don't you know, you told the gentleman's footman in the park who I was, against my constant order, when I walk early. Come, sirrah, tell all that passed between you. _Sim._ Why, madam, the gentleman's gentleman came up to me very civilly, and said his master was in discourse with my lady, he supposed; then he fell into talk about vails[54]--about profits in a service; at last, after a deal of civil discourse between us---- _Pen._ Come, without this preamble, what he asked you, impertinence; tell that, do. _Sim._ He asked about you, and Madam Victoria. I said the handsomest of the two is my lady. _Pen._ Speak on boldly, Simon; I'm never angry at a servant that speaks truth. _Sim._ He told me he should be very proud of my acquaintance. Indeed, madam, the man was very well spoken, and showed a great deal of respect for me, on your ladyship's account. He is a mighty well spoken man, and said he found I was a smart gentleman; said he'd come again. _Pen._ Go, you have done your business. Go down. [_Exit._