The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 06Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 06
Dryden, John
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_Brain._ Clear as a level, without hills or woods, and void of
ambuscade.
_Wood._ But Limberham will return immediately, when he finds not his
mistress where he thought he left her.
_Brain._ Friendship, which has done much, will yet do more. [_Shows a
key._] With this _passe par tout_, I will instantly conduct her to my
own chamber, that she may out-face the keeper, she has been there;
and, when my wife returns, who is my slave, I will lay my conjugal
commands upon her, to affirm, they have been all this time together.
_Wood._ I shall never make you amends for this kindness, my dear
Padron. But would it not be better, if you would take the pains to run
after Limberham, and stop him in his way ere he reach the place where
he thinks he left his mistress; then hold him in discourse as long as
possibly you can, till you guess your wife may be returned, that so
they may appear together?
_Brain._ I warrant you: _laissez faire a Marc Antoine._ [_Exit._
_Wood._ Now, madam, you may venture out in safety.
_Mrs Brain._ [_Entering._] Pray heaven I may. [_Noise._
_Wood._ Hark! I hear Judith's voice: it happens well that she's
returned: slip into your chamber immediately, and send back the gown.
_Mrs Brain._ I will:--but are not you a wicked man, to put me into all
this danger? [_Exit._
_Wood._ Let what can happen, my comfort is, at least, I have enjoyed.
But this is no place for consideration. Be jogging, good Mr Woodall,
out of this family, while you are well; and go plant in some other
country, where your virtues are not so famous. [_Going._
_Enter_ TRICKSY, _with a box of writings._
_Trick._ What, wandering up and down, as if you wanted an owner? Do
you know that I am lady of the manor; and that all wefts and strays
belong to me?
_Wood._ I have waited for you above an hour; but friar Bacon's head
has been lately speaking to me,--that time is past. In a word, your
keeper has been here, and will return immediately; we must defer our
happiness till some more favourable time.
_Trick._ I fear him not; he has this morning armed me against himself,
by this settlement; the next time he rebels, he gives me a fair
occasion of leaving him for ever.
_Wood._ But is this conscience in you? not to let him have his
bargain, when he has paid so dear for it?
_Trick._ You do not know him: he must perpetually be used ill, or he
insults. Besides, I have gained an absolute dominion over him: he must
not see, when I bid him wink. If you argue after this, either you love
me not, or dare not.
_Wood._ Go in, madam: I was never dared before. I'll but scout a
little, and follow you immediately. [TRICK. _goes in._] I find a
mistress is only kept for other men: and the keeper is but her man in
a green livery, bound to serve a warrant for the doe, whenever she
pleases, or is in season.
_Enter_ JUDITH, _with the Night-gown._
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