[702] 8 m’] W, G
[703] 28 SN.] [_comes forward._] G
[704] 40 faithfull 1641
[705] 41 SN.] _Enter_ MEERCRAFT. (after ‘forfeit.’)
_Aside to Wittipol._ (after ‘Sir,’) G
[706] 42 leg-strain’d] hyphen om. 1692, f.
[707] 43 He’] H’ 1692, 1716
[708] 45 h’ om. 1641 he W, G
[709] 46 H’is] He’s 1716, W He is G
[710] 49 phrenetic G
[711] 52 me!--_Enter_ FITZDOTTREL, EVERILL, _and_ PLUTARCHUS. G || h’is
He’s 1716, f.
ACT. IV. SCENE. VIJ.
WITTIPOL. Miſtreſſe FITZ-DOTTREL.
MANLY. MERE-CRAFT.
FITZ-DOTTRELL. EVERILL.
PLVTARCHVS.
FIT. _Madame_, I haue a ſuit to you; and afore-hand,
I doe beſpeake you; you muſt not deny me,
I will be graunted.
WIT. Sir, I muſt know it, though.
FIT. No _Lady_; you muſt not know it: yet, you muſt too.
For the truſt of it, and the fame indeed, 5
Which elſe were loſt me. I would vfe your name,
But in a _Feoffment_: make my whole eſtate
Ouer vnto you: a trifle, a thing of nothing,
Some eighteene hundred.
WIT. Alas! I vnderſtand not
Thoſe things Sir. I am a woman, and moſt loath, 10
To embarque my ſelfe--
FIT. You will not ſlight me, _Madame_?
WIT. Nor you’ll not quarrell me?
FIT. No, ſweet _Madame_, I haue
Already a _dependance_; for which cauſe
I doe this: let me put you in, deare _Madame_,
I may be fairely kill’d.
WIT. You haue your friends, Sir, 15
About you here, for choice.
EVE. She tells you right, Sir.
_Hee hopes to be the man._
FIT. Death, if ſhe doe, what do I care for that?
Say, I would haue her tell me wrong.
WIT. Why, Sir, [156]
If for the truſt, you’ll let me haue the honor
To name you one.
FIT. Nay, you do me the honor, _Madame_: 20
Who is’t?
WIT. This Gentleman:
_Shee deſignes_ Manly.
FIT. O, no, sweet _Madame_,
H’is friend to him, with whom I ha’ the _dependance_.
WIT. Who might he bee?
FIT. One _Wittipol_: do you know him?
WIT. Alas Sir, he, a toy: This Gentleman
A friend to him? no more then I am Sir! 25
FIT. But will your _Ladyſhip_ vndertake that, _Madame_?
WIT. Yes, and what elſe, for him, you will engage me.
FIT. What is his name?
VVIT. His name is _Euſtace Manly_.
FIT. VVhence do’s he write himſelfe?
VVIT. of _Middle-ſex_, _Eſquire_.
FIT. Say nothing, _Madame_. _Clerke_, come hether 30
VVrite _Euſtace Manly_, Squire o’ _Middle-ſex_.
MER. What ha’ you done, Sir?
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