Sir _Row._ No trusting in these fickle Times, Madam--Why, I’ll let the young sturdy Rogue out to hire; he’ll make a pretty Livelihood at Journey-Work; and shall a Master-Workman, a Husband, deserve nothing? L. _Youth._ Ay, these Husbands that know their own Strength, as they say, set so high a value on their conjugal Virtues. And if he be disloyal, again o’t’.ther side he gives a Wife so ill an Example--for we are all liable to Temptations. Sir _Row._ Well said; if thou beest so, it must be the old Tempter himself. [Aside. Look ye, Madam, I’ll propose a fair Swap; if you’ll consent that I shall marry _Teresia_, I’ll consent that you shall marry _George_. L. _Youth._ How, my Grand-daughter? Why, I design’d her for your eldest Son, Sir _Merlin_; and she has a good Fortune of five hundred a year that I cannot hinder her of; and is too young for you. Sir _Row._ So is _George_ for your Ladyship; and as for his Fortune, ’.is more than likely I shall make him my eldest Son. L. _Youth._ Say you so, Sir, well, I’ll consider, and take Advice of my Friends. Sir _Row._ Consider! alas, Madam, my House will be besieged by all the Widows in Town; I shall get more by shewing him, than the _Rhinoceros_. Gad, I’ll sell the young Rogue by Inch of Candle, before he’s debauch’d and spoil’d in this leud Town. L. _Youth._ Well, suppose-- Sir _Row._ Nothing under _Teresia_--Gad, I think some old Dog-Star reigns to Day, that so many old Hearts are burning in their Sockets--I’m in love with this young Tittymouse here, most damnably--Well, what say you, Widow? Speak now, or you know the Proverb. L. _Youth._ Well, Sir _Rowland_, you are too hard for me. [Ex. all but _Teresia_. Enter _Olivia_, runs to her and embraces her. _Ter._ ‘Tis as you said, _Olivia_, I am destin’d to your Father. _Oliv._ What, the Sentence is past then? _Ter._ Ay, but the Devil is in us, if we stay till Execution Day: Why, this is worse than being mew’d up at _Hackney-School_--my Fortune’s my own, without my Grandmother, and with that Stock I’ll set up for my self, and see what Traffick this wide World affords a young beginner. _Oliv._ That’s well resolv’d; I am of the same mind, rather than marry Mr. _Welborn_, whom I never saw.--But prithee let’s see what we have in Stock, besides ready Money--What Toys and Knick-nacks to invite. _Ter._ Faith, my Inventory is but small--Let me see--First, one pretty well made Machine, call’d a Body, of a very good Motion, fit for several uses--one pretty conceited Head-Piece, that will fit any body’s Coxcomb,--when ‘tis grave and dull, ‘twill fit an Alderman; when politick and busy, a Statesman; turn it to Intrigue, ‘twill fit a City Wife; and to Invention, it will set up an Evidence. _Oliv._ Very well! _Ter._ _Item_, One Tongue, that will prattle Love, if you put the Heart in time (for they are Commodities I resolve shall go together) I have Youth enough to please a Lover, and Wit enough to please my self.