BELL. A very certain remedy, probatum est. Ha, ha, ha, poor George, thou art i’ th’ right, thou hast sold thyself to laughter; the ill-natured town will find the jest just where thou hast lost it. Ha, ha, how a’ struggled, like an old lawyer between two fees. VAIN. Or a young wench between pleasure and reputation. BELL. Or as you did to-day, when half afraid you snatched a kiss from Araminta. VAIN. She has made a quarrel on’t. BELL. Pauh, women are only angry at such offences to have the pleasure of forgiving them. VAIN. And I love to have the pleasure of making my peace. I should not esteem a pardon if too easily won. BELL. Thou dost not know what thou wouldst be at; whether thou wouldst have her angry or pleased. Couldst thou be content to marry Araminta? VAIN. Could you be content to go to heaven? BELL. Hum, not immediately, in my conscience not heartily. I’d do a little more good in my generation first, in order to deserve it. VAIN. Nor I to marry Araminta till I merit her. BELL. But how the devil dost thou expect to get her if she never yield? VAIN. That’s true; but I would— BELL. Marry her without her consent; thou ’rt a riddle beyond woman— SCENE IV. [_To them_] SETTER. Trusty Setter, what tidings? How goes the project? SETTER. As all lewd projects do, sir, where the devil prevents our endeavours with success. BELL. A good hearing, Setter. VAIN. Well, I’ll leave you with your engineer. BELL. And hast thou provided necessaries? SETTER. All, all, sir; the large sanctified hat, and the little precise band, with a swinging long spiritual cloak, to cover carnal knavery—not forgetting the black patch, which Tribulation Spintext wears, as I’m informed, upon one eye, as a penal mourning for the ogling offences of his youth; and some say, with that eye he first discovered the frailty of his wife. BELL. Well, in this fanatic father’s habit will I confess Lætitia. SETTER. Rather prepare her for confession, sir, by helping her to sin. BELL. Be at your master’s lodging in the evening; I shall use the robes. SCENE V. SETTER _alone_. SETTER. I shall, sir. I wonder to which of these two gentlemen I do most properly appertain: the one uses me as his attendant; the other (being the better acquainted with my parts) employs me as a pimp; why, that’s much the more honourable employment—by all means. I follow one as my master, the other follows me as his conductor. SCENE VI. [_To him_] LUCY. LUCY. There’s the hang-dog, his man—I had a power over him in the reign of my mistress; but he is too true a _Valet de Chambre_ not to affect his master’s faults, and consequently is revolted from his allegiance.