_Sir Dav._ Well, of all blessings, a discreet wife is the greatest that can light upon a man of years: had I been married to anything but an angel now, what a beast had I been by this time! well, I am the happiest old fool! 'tis a horrid age that we live in, so that an honest man can keep nothing to himself. If you have a good estate, every covetous rogue is longing for't (truly I love a good estate dearly myself); if you have a handsome wife, every smooth-faced coxcomb will be combing and cocking[35] at her: flesh-flies are not so troublesome to the shambles as those sort of insects are to the boxes in the play-house. But virtue is a great blessing, an unvaluable treasure: to tell me herself that a villain had tempted her, and give me the very picture, the enchantment that he sent to bewitch her! it strikes me dumb with admiration. Here's the villain in effigy. [_Pulls out the picture._] Odd! a very handsome fellow, a dangerous rogue, I'll warrant him: such fellows as these now should be fettered like unruly colts, that they might not leap into other men's pastures. Here's a nose now, I could find it in my heart to cut it off. Damned dog, to dare to presume to make a cuckold of a knight!--bless us! what will this world come to? Well, poor Sir Davy, down, down on thy knees, and thank thy stars for this deliverance. _Beau._ 'Sdeath! what's that I see? sure 'tis the very picture which I sent by Sir Jolly; if so, by this light, I am damnably jilted. _Sir Dav._ But now if-- _Beau._ Surely he does not see us yet. _Four._ See you, sir! why he has but one eye, and we are on his blind side; I'll dumb-found him. [_Strikes him on the shoulder._ _Sir Dav._ Who the devil's this? Sir, sir, sir, who are you, sir? _Beau._ Ay, ay, 'tis the same; now a pox of all amorous adventures! 'sdeath, I'll go beat the impertinent pimp that drew me into this fooling. _Sir Dav._ Sir, methinks you are very curious. _Beau._ Sir, perhaps I have an extraordinary reason to be so. _Sir Dav._ And perhaps, sir, I care not for you, nor your reasons neither. _Beau._ Sir, if you are at leisure, I would beg the honour to speak with you. _Sir Dav._ With me, sir? what's your business with me? _Beau._ I would not willingly be troublesome, though it may be I am so at this time. _Sir Dav._ It may be so too, sir. _Beau._ But to be known to so worthy a person as you are, would be so great an honour, so extraordinary a happiness, that I could not avoid taking this opportunity of tendering you my service. _Sir Dav._ [_Aside._] Smooth rogue! who the devil is this fellow? But, sir, you were pleased to nominate business, sir; I desire with what speed you can to know your business, sir, that I may go about my business.