_L. Du. Lake_. It will be our duty to pay our respects first to your ladyship. _Const_. I beg your ladyship's pardon, madam-- _L. Du Lake_. Your ladyship shall excuse us, madam-- _Isa_. Trice. Ha, ha, ha! _Low_. Ah, devil grin you! [_Aside_. _Trice_. I must go out, and laugh my belly-full. [_Exit_ TRICE. _Const_. But in earnest, madam, I must have no denial; I beseech your ladyship instruct me, where I may tender my devoirs. _L. Du Lake_. Since your ladyship commands me, madam, I dare disobey no longer. My lodgings are in St Lucknor's Lane, at the Cat and Fiddle. _Const_. Whereabouts is that lane, servant? _Lov_. Faith, madam, I know not that part o'the town.--Lord, how I sweat for fear! [_Aside_. _Const_. And yours, madam, where, I beseech your ladyship? _2 Whore_. In Dog and Bitch yard, an't please your ladyship. _3 Whore_. And mine in Sodom, so like your ladyship. _Const_. How, Loveby! I did not think you would have used me thus? _Lov_. I beseech your ladyship, but hear my justification as I lead you. _Const_. By no means, sir; that were such a rudeness to leave persons of quality, to wait upon me: Unhand me, sir. _Isa_. Ha, ha, ha!--[_Exeunt_ CONST. ISA. _Lov_. I am ruined! for ever ruined. Plague, had you no places in the town to name, but Sodom, and Lucknor's Lane, for lodgings! _L. Du Lake_. If any prejudice arise from it, upon my honour, son, 'twas by mistake, and not intended you: I thought she desired to have been admitted of the quality. _Lov_. I was curst, when I had first to do with you. [_Kicks them_. _L. Du Lake_. Well, I thank heaven, that has indued me with such patience. [_Exeunt all but_ LOVEBY _and his Boy_. _Lov_. I have made a fair hand on't to-day;--both lost my mistress, and hear no news from my friend below: The world frowns upon me, and the devil and my mistress have forsaken me: My godfathers and godmothers have promised well for me: Instead of renouncing them, they have renounced me. _Boy_. Sir, I saw my Lady Constance smile as she went out: I am confident she's angry but from the teeth outwards: you might easily make fair weather with her, if you could get the money you promised her, but there's the devil-- _Lov_. Where is he, boy? shew me him quickly. _Boy_. Marry, God bless us! I mean, sir, there's the difficulty. _Lov_. Damned rogue, to put me in hope so-- _Enter_ BIBBER _at the other end_. _Lov_. Uds so, look where Bibber is: Now I think on't, he offered me a bag of forty pounds, and the lease of his house yesterday: But that's his pocky humour; when I have money, and do not ask him, he will offer it; but when I ask him, he will not lend a farthing.--Turn this way, sirrah, and make as though we did not see him. _Bib_. Our gentleman, I think, a-talking with his boy there. _Lov_. You understand me?-- _Boy_. I warrant you, sir. _Lov_. No news yet; what an unlucky rascal 'tis! if the rogue should hereafter be reduced to the raiment of his own shreds, I should not pity him.