_Beau._ Very good: [_Reads_] "I doubt not but this letter will surprise you"--in troth, and so it does extremely--"but reflect upon the manner of conveying it to your hand as kindly as you can." _Sir Dav._ Ay, a damned thief, to have it thrown into the chair by a footman. _Beau._ [_Reads._] "Would Sir Davy were but half so kind to you as I am!" _Sir Dav._ Say you so, you insinuating knave? _Beau._ [_Reads._] "But he, I am satisfied, is so severely jealous, that except you contrive some way to let me see you this evening, I fear all will be hopeless." _Sir Dav._ Impudent traitor! I might have been a monster yet, before I had got my supper in my belly. _Beau._ [_Reads._] "In order to which, either appear yourself, or somebody for you, half an hour hence in the Piazza, where more may be considered of. Adieu." _Sir Dav._ Thanks to you, noble sir, with all my heart; you are come, I see, accordingly; but, as a friend, I am bound in conscience to tell you the business won't do; the trick won't pass, friend; you may put up your pipes, and march off. O Lord! he lie with my wife! pugh--he make Sir Davy Dunce a cuckold! poor wretch, ha, ha, ha! _Sir Jol._ [_To_ BEAUGARD] Hist, hist, hist! _Re-enter_ Lady DUNCE _and_ FOURBIN _disguised_. _L. Dunce._ That's he, there he is: succeed, and be rewarded. _Four._ Other people may think what they please; but, in my own opinion, I am a very pretty fellow now; if my design but succeed upon this old baboon, I'll be canonized. Sir, sir, sir. _Sir Dav._ Friend, with me? would you speak with me, friend? _Four._ Sir, my commands were to attend your worship. _Sir Jol._ Beaugard, Beaugard, hist, hist, here, here, quickly, hist. [_Exeunt_ Sir JOLLY _and_ BEAUGARD. _Sir Dav._ Where do you live, sweetheart, and who do you belong to? _Four._ Sir, I am a small instrument of the city, I serve the lord mayor in his office there. _Sir Dav._ How, the lord mayor! _Four._ Yes, sir, who desires you, by all means, to do him the honour of your company at supper this evening. _Sir Dav._ It will be the greatest honour I ever received in my life. What, my lord mayor invite me to supper? I am his lordship's most humble servant. _Four._ Yes, sir, if your name be Sir Davy Dunce, as I have the honour to be informed it is: he desires you moreover to make what haste you can, for that he has some matters of importance to communicate to your honour, which may take up some time. _L. Dunce._ I hope it will succeed. [_Aside._ _Sir Dav._ Communicate with me! he does me too noble a favour; I'll fly upon the wings of ambition to lay myself at his footstool. My lord mayor sends himself to invite me to supper; to confer with me too! I shall certainly be a great man.