_Sir Wil_. Who passes there? Hoa! send my daughter to me, And Master Wildrake too! I wait for them. Bold work!--Without her leave to wait upon her, And ask her go to church!--'Tis taking her By storm! What else could move her yesterday But jealousy? What causeth jealousy But love? She's mine the moment she receives Conclusive proof, like this, that heart and soul, And mind and person, I am all her own! Heigh ho! These soft alarms are very sweet, And yet tormenting too! Ha! Master Wildrake, [Enter WILDRAKE.] I am glad you're ready, for I'm all in arms To bear the widow off. Come! Don't be sad; All must go merrily, you know, to-day!-- She still doth bear him hard, I see! The girl Affects him not, and Trueworth is at fault, Though clear it is that he doth die for her. [Aside.] Well, daughter?--So I see you're ready too. [Enter CONSTANCE.] Why, what's amiss with thee? _Phoebe_. [Entering.] The coach is here. _Sir Wil_. Come, Wildrake, offer her your arm. _Con_. [To WILDRAKE.] I thank you! I am not an invalid!--can use my limbs! He knows not how to make an arm, befits A lady lean upon. _Sir Wil_. Why, teach him, then. _Con_. Teach him! Teach Master Wildrake! Teach, indeed! I taught my dog to beg, because I knew That he could learn it. _Sir Wil_. Peace, thou little shrew! I'll have no wrangling on my wedding-day! Here, take my arm. _Con_. I'll not!--I'll walk alone! Live, die alone! I do abominate The fool and all his sex! _Sir Wil_. Again! _Con_. I have done. When do you marry, Master Wildrake? She Will want a husband goes to church with thee! [They go out.] SCENE II.--Widow Green's Dressing-room. [WIDOW GREEN discovered at her Toilet, attended by AMELIA, WALLER'S Letter to LYDIA in her hand.]