_Y. Book._ And neither of you all this while know who gave this treat? ha! ha! _Love._ D'ye laugh at it? _Y. Book._ How can I choose, to see you thus admire a slight divertisement I gave myself? _Love._ You? _Y. Book._ Even I! _Love._ Why, have you got a mistress here already? _Y. Book._ I should be sorry else. I've been in town this month or more, though for some reasons I appear but little yet by day. I' the dark o' the evening I peep out, and incognito make some visits. Thus had I spent my time but ill, were not-- _Lat._ [_To_ Y. BOOK.] Do you know what you say, sir? Don't lay it on so thick. _Y. Book._ [_To_ LAT.] Nay, you must be sure to take care to be in the way as soon as they land, to shew upstairs--I beg pardon, I was giving my fellow some directions about receiving some women of quality that sup with me to-night incog----but you're my dearest friends, and shall hear all. _Fred._ [_To_ LOVE.] How luckily your rival discovers himself! _Y. Book._ I took five barges, and the fairest kept for my company; the other four I filled with music of all sorts, and of all sorts the best; in the first were fiddles, in the next theorbo, lutes, and voices. Flutes and such pastoral instruments i' th' third. Loud music from the fourth did pierce the air. Each concert vied by turns, Which with most melody should charm our ears. The fifth, the largest of 'em all, was neatly hung, Not with dull tapestry, but with green boughs, Curiously interlaced to let in air, And every branch with jessamines, and orange posies decked; In this the feast was kept. Hither, with five other ladies, I led her whose beauty alone governs my destiny. Supper was served up straight; I will not trouble you with our bill of fare, what dishes were best liked, what sauces most recommended; 'tis enough I tell you this delicious feast was of six courses, twelve dishes to a course. _Lat._ That's indeed enough of all conscience. [_Aside._ _Love._ Oh, the torture of jealousy! [_Aside_]--But, sir, how seemed the lady to receive this entertainment? We must know that. _Y. Book._ Oh! that was the height on't. She, I warrant you, was quite negligent of all this matter. You know their way, they must not seem to like--no, I warrant it would not so much as smile to make the fellow vain, and believe he had power to move delight in her--ha, ha! _Love._ But how then?