Hau. Go your ways, go your ways—I shall know more of your Secrets
before [_Gload_ makes Grimaces to _Olinda_ of Love.] night yet, you
little pouting Hypocrite you.
Euph. You know my Secrets! why, who are you?
Hau. Ha, ha, ha, that’s a very good one faith now: who am I, quoth
thou? why there’s not a Child thus high in all your Father’s House
would have ask’d me so simple a Question.
Olin. Madam, I find by this Man, this is your expected Lover, whom you
must flatter, or you are undone, ’tis _Haunce van Ezel_. [To
_Euphemia_.
Euph. The Fop himself.
Hau. Oh, do you know me now?
Euph. ’Tis impossible.
Hau. This is an extreme the other way now. [Aside.
Impossible, ha, ha, ha! No, no, poor thing, do not doubt thy Happiness:
for look ye, to confirm you, here are my Bills of Exchange with my own
natural Name to them, if you can read written Hand— [Shews her Papers.
Glo. Not love you! I’ll swear you lye now, you little Jade, I am now in
Masquerade, and you cannot judge of me; but I am Book-keeper and
Cashier to my Master, and my Love will turn to account, I’ll warrant
you.
Olin. There may be use made of him. [Aside.
I shall think of it. But pray why are you thus accouter’d?
Glo. Fakes, to entertain your Lady, we have brought the whole Ship’s
Company too in Masquerade.
Olin. That indeed will be very proper at this time of the Day, and the
first Visit too.
Glo. Shaw, that’s nothing, you little think what Blades we are mun—Sir,
I’ll call in the Fiddles and the Company.
Hau. Well remember’d, faith, now I had e’en forgot it.
Euph. What’s the meaning of this? [Fiddles strike up.
Hau. To show you the difference between the damnable 291 dull Gravity
of the _Spanish_, and brisk Gaiety of the _Dutch_. Come, come, begin
all.
Enter _Dutchmen_ and Women dancing.
Nay, I’ll shew you what I can do too, come, _Gload_. [They two dance.
There’s for you now, and yet you have not seen half my good Qualities;
I can sing the newest Ballad that has been made, so I can. [Sings a
_Dutch_ Song.
Euph. Be these your Friends, Sir? they look as if you had ransack’d a
Hoy for them.
Hau. How! look on them well, they are all States or States-fellows, I
tell you that now, and they can bear witness who I am too.
Euph. Now I’m convinced, and am sorry I doubted my Happiness so long: I
had such a Character of you.
Hau. Of me! oh Lord, I vow now—as they say—I don’t know—ha, ha—
Euph. I heard you were the most incorrigible Fool, the most intolerable
Fop.
Hau. Ha, ha, ha, do you hear, _Gload_—who, I a Fop? I vow they were
mistaken in me, for I am counted as pretty a Merchant as any walks the
Change; can write a very plain Hand, and cast Account as well—my man
_Gload_—can’t I, Sirrah?
Glo. Yes indeed, forsooth, can he.
Hau. Egad, a Fool, a Fop, quoth ye— [Walks angry.
Olin. By all means flatter him, Madam.
Euph. I’m satisfy’d, Sir.
Hau. I care not whether you are or no, for I shall have you whether you
will or no, mun.
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