Euph. _Olinda_ stays long; I hope she has overtook the Cavalier. Lord,
how I am concern’d; if this should be Love now, I were in fine
condition, at least if he be married, or a Lover: Oh that I fear: hang
me, if it has not disorder’d me all over. But see, where she comes with
him too.
Enter _Olinda_ and _Alonzo_.
Olin. Here he is, Madam, I hope ’tis the right Man.
Alon. Madam, you see what haste I make to obey your kind Commands.
Euph. ’Twas as kindly done, Sir; but I fear when you know to what end
’tis, you’ll repent your Haste.
Alon. ’Tis very likely; but if I do, you are not the first of your Sex
that has put me to Repentance: But lift up your Veil, and if your Face
be good— [Offers to lift up her Veil.
Euph. Stay, you’re too hasty.
Alon. Nay, let’s have fair Play on both sides, I’ll hide nothing from
you. [Offers again.
Euph. I have a Question or two to ask you first.
238 Alon. I can promise nothing till I see my Reward. I am a base
Barterer, here’s one for t’other; you saw your Man and lik’d him, and
if I like you when I see you— [Offers again.
Euph. But if you do not, must all my liking be castaway?
Alon. As for that, trust to my good Nature; a frank Wench has hitherto
taken me as much as Beauty. And one Proof you have already given of
that, in this kind Invitation: come, come, do not lose my little
new-gotten good Opinion of thee, by being coy and peevish. [Offers
again.
Euph. You’re strangely impatient, Sir.
Alon. O you should like me the better for that, ’tis a sign of Youth
and Fire.
Euph. But, Sir, before I let you see my Face—
Alon. I hope I must not promise you to like it.
Euph. No, that were too unreasonable, but I must know whether you are a
Lover.
Alon. What an idle Question’s that to a brisk young Fellow? A Lover!
yes, and that as often as I see a new Face.
Euph. That I’ll allow.
Alon. That’s kindly said; and now do I find I shall be in love with
thine as soon as I see’t, for I am half so with thy Humour already.
Euph. Are you not married, Sir?
Alon. Married!
Euph. Now I dread his Answer. [Aside.] Yes, married.
Alon. Why, I hope you make no Scruple of Conscience, to be kind to a
married Man.
Euph. Now do I find, you hope I am a Curtezan that come to bargain for
a Night or two; but if I possess you, it must be for ever.
Alon. For ever let it be then. Come, let’s begin on any Terms.
Euph. I cannot blame you, Sir, for this mistake, since what I’ve rashly
done, has given you cause to think I am not virtuous.
239 Alon. Faith, Madam, Man is a strange ungovern’d thing; yet I in the
whole course of my Life have taken the best care I could, to make as
few Mistakes as possible: and treating all Women-kind alike, we seldom
err; for where we find one as you profess to be, we happily light on a
hundred of the sociable and reasonable sort.
Euph. But sure you are so much a Gentleman, that you may be convinc’d?
Alon. Faith, if I be mistaken, I cannot devise what other use you can
make of me.
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